Hiding From The Dark Side

A Spark Of Rebellio

Emelia's POV

I glanced once again at the sparkling clean controls of the Ghost. Being co-pilot of a ship sure was hard. But nothing mattered if you had Hera Syndulla as your mentor and pilot.

"So where exactly are we dropping off Kanan and the others?" I asked while twirling my fingers through my hair.

"How many times do I have to tell you, we're dropping them off at the entrance of the Lothal market centre". Hera remarked sighing.

"Oh yeah. As a matter of fact you did tell me a few times. Well sorry about that." I remembered nodding my head slowly making you hear the rustling of my necklace.

"Excuse me! A few times, sweetie this is the only thing you've been blabbering to me since morning!" Exclaimed Spectre 2 who was highly offended by my statement.

"Now would you please get back to work on those molecular drives they are really important if we wanna make a big exit with a hyperjump." Ordered my loyal Twi'lek Captain.

Off I darted to the control panel which was right next to Kanan's room. We were the Rebels of Lothal. Thieves outlaws. Call us what you wanted. Our Leader was Kanan Jarrus who was a Jedi that was once the padawan of Jedi Master Depa Billaba. I got to admit she was a good fighter but she focused a bit too much on Move Three. He was Spectre 1 and the leader of our rag tag bunch.

Next came Hera Syndulla the daughter of Cham Syndulla. Like her father she was an amazing Twi'lek pilot. She was spectre 2 and had her own droid C1-10P or chopper to us. Chops was spectre 4. I must say he was a general nuisance to us and the empire but we all love him.

Then came the one and only Emelia Amidala. That's me. A Jedi and Senator of Naboo. I am spectre 3.

After me is a Lasat called Garazeb Orrelios or Zeb for short. He is spectre 5 and a honour guard of Lasan, the planet of the Lasats and Bugasats. He is kinda grumpy but cool at heart. He doesn't really get along well with Chopper.

Last but not least is our Mandalorian Artist Sabine Wren. She is very well talented in many ways. For one she is an artist and a Mechanic. Me and Sabine have a very good sisterley bond. Well to say all of us do except from Hera and Kanan they're like the mother and father of our team and I am the oldest teenager. Uuh I think. To be honest I never actually asked Zeb his age.

3rd Person pov

"Jogans. Get your tasty jogans here." The merchant was in the busy streets of Lothal City Centre selling fruit.

Your identification, now. [ Taskmaster Grint ]

"I'm just trying to sell a couple jogans, here." Replied the merchant.

"All trade must be registered with the Empire."

"I remember what it was like before your ships showed up, before you Imperials ruined Lothal, like the rest of the galaxy."

This is LRC-01. [ on comm ]

I'm bringing in a citizen under a charge of treason.

[Man on com] Copy that, LRC 01, dispatch to cell block AA33.

- Take him away.

- [Merchant] You can't do this! Oh, yeah? Who's gonna stop us? You? You? [chuckles] - Hey, mister, a spare jogan? - Move along, Loth-rat.

Sorry, sorry, not looking for trouble.

But it sure has a way of finding me.

[Comlink beeps] All officers to the main square! This is a code red emergency! It's your lucky day, Lothal scum.

You two, come with us! Stay on alert! Repeat, this is a code red.

- [Comlink beeps] Thank you! - No, thank you.

Wait, wait, what are you doing? Hey, a kid's gotta eat.

Who is that kid? [Man 1] Copy that.

We have reached the location, and we are standing by.

- [Man 2] What's the emergency? - [Man 3] Emergency? - [Man 4] You called in a code red.

- [Man 2] I'm not sure what you mean.

My orders is to get these crates to the Imperial portal.

[Commandant] Well, get them loaded, then! [Almost feel bad for them.

Almost.

Ezra's POV

Today was a normal day. Just causing a bit of trouble for the Empire. Suddenly, I felt something like the wind whistling and gently touching me on my face. I looked around to see a strange man he was looking around as if to find something which made me suspicious. Maybe he was a spy for the Empire what if he realised who I was well at least who's son I was. After a few moments he walked up to some barrels where a girl stood then without facing towards her he patted his thigh two times which she returned. Interesting I muttered to myself. What were they up to? She then went up to a door and patted on her thigh to this weird looking guy. Man was he scary or what? The cool looking lady walked to where some storm troopers were and threw a bomb on the pod bike. As if it was nobody's business she walked off to the rear entrance.

Wow ow were the imperials shocked or what but now it was time to make my surprising entrance. While the men were stealing the crates I swooped by and took one with me on a stolen pod bike. Hah did I feel proud or what. I rode off but had enough time to hear them say..............

Kanan's POV

Who is that boy?!

My head was racing with questions but I had to remember the op.