A rebel frigate made it's way through hyperspace. A few A-Wings were docked onto the ship and in the command room was Commander Sato, Ezra, and a team of rebels. The boy was working on one of the control stations across from the command seat while pilots calculated their hyperspace run.
"We'll be arriving in the Del Zennis system any moment." the rebel pilot spoke out.
"Well, we're coming up on the last known position of our missing patrol, but I already checked the star charts. There's nothing out here." Ezra spoke out, receiving a hardened look from the commander. "But obviously, that's not true since the ship went missing, so, you know, there must be something out here."
"When Captain Syndulla said you volunteered for this mission, she insisted you could be helpful," Commander Sato said. "Let us hope that is true."
In truth, there were a few reasons why Ezra took this mission. One was to make himself more useful to the fleet outside the work he did with the Spectres. Second was to impress Naomi, Aurelian had advised the boy to be more proactive and strong to appeal to Naomi. He claimed that they were already talking casually and friendly, now the boy just had to keep the momentum going. So when Ezra heard about a mission to find and rescue a lost patrol, he saw it as a good chance. Ezra closed his eyes and felt a disturbance in the Force before getting up and looking out the front window.
"Something's about to happen." he muttered.
"Commander, we've lost hyperdrive control!" the pilot shouted out.
"Emergency positions." Commander Sato ordered.
Ezra got back in his chair and turned to the commander. "What's happening? Are we under attack?"
"We're being pulled out of hyperspace!"
A red light enveloped the ship as it was forcibly pulled out of hyperspace. It drifted in the void as the rebels examined their systems after the devastating event. An alarm sounded across the ship, indicating multiple systems and emergencies were in effect.
"Secure all stations and get me status report." the rebel commander demanded.
"Instruments have frozen!"
Above the frigate came a larger vessel that completely overshadowed the rebels. Ezra saw the size and immediately assumed it was an Imperial Star Destroyer.
"It's a Star Destroyer!" the blue haired boy shouted.
"No. That is something else. Send the distress signal. Now!" Commander Sato activated his beacon and sent a communication to the fleet. "Phoenix Home to Ghost. We've been pulled out of hyperspace. The Empire–"
He was cut off by the entire ship going dark. The Imperial ship cornered them and captured the entire crew.
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Back on Garel, the rest of the Spectres along with Naomi were watching the transmission they had received. It was worrying to say the least, one of their own crew was now missing in action and the Commander of their fleet with him. Naomi paced back and forth around the holotable while the others gathered around and listened to the distress signal.
"Phoenix Home to Ghost. We've been pulled out of hyperspace. The Empire–"
The lights turned back on and the hologram disappeared. "The transmission was jammed. But still, that doesn't make any sense. You can't pull a ship out of hyperspace because you never know exactly where it is." Hera told the group. "A tractor beam can't get a lock."
"That's 'cause this isn't a tractor beam. It's a gravity well. When I was at the academy, they were developing a new cruiser with gravity well projectors powerful enough to pull a ship out of hyperspace." Sabine explained.
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Star Wars: The Lord in Exile
FanfictionA long time ago, in a galaxy far far away... It is an era of oppression in the galaxy. For years, the evil Galactic Empire has conquered and subjugated countless peaceful worlds but as their tyranny spreads across the galaxy, brave men and women ris...