Star Wars Rebels: Untold Secret

Chapter 2 Interuption

Author's note:
Hey fellow fanatics! I hope you're enjoying my fanfic so far! I also hope it's not boring. I am trying my best to make this an extraordinary story. I have an idea as to how I want this story to go, but I am feeling a writers block coming soon. So pop in the comments some ideas as to how you want this to go. My creativity can only go so far! Continue reading and I will try to update ASAP always. Be sure to keep a lookout for updates!

Spector 7 out! Peace!

    
     Hera's P.O.V.
     "Alright guys! Get ready!" I said eagerly through the com. then looking through the window looking at all the ships from the Clone Wars destroyed and covered in sand. The view was tragic.

     "Just drop us off and be at the ready for help. We'll most probably need it." Kannan said with pure confidence. A few minutes later, Ezra and Kannan jumped off the ramp of the Ghost at least a mile out from the drop off point of the shipment.

     Kannan's P.O.V.
     I jumped first and then Ezra. Our landings pretty opposite from each other. Mine was pretty top of the notch, and Ezra just landed and tumbled the rest of the war on the ground. I couldn't help but chuckle after watching that.

     "Ouch!" Ezra said while getting up "Hey! You try doing that only a handful of times in your life and landing it perfectly."  I guess he noticed I laughed.

     "Just get up. We need to get there soon before they start the trade for the blasters."  I informed Ezra.

     "Ya ya, I know. Let's just see if you can beat me there." Ezra challenged.

     "So the kid does listen to when someone talks." I commented.

     "Heard that!" the kid yelled back. He is always persistent.

     "Of course you did" I mumbled.

     We ran until we were at least a couple hundred metres from the trade spot and hide behind some ITTs. Two bucket heads come by and we were sure to knock 'em out so we could take their places as guards. We approached the crates that were not delivered out in the open but in one of the demolished ships. However, something didn't feel right. I felt as if something was going to happen.

     "Kannan, do you feel that?" Ezra asked through the force.

     "Ya, kid. I do. And it definitely doesn't feel as if something good is about to happen." I replied. "Let's just see how this is gonna go. Worse case scenario, we know what to do. Just keep your guard up."

     "Ok." Was all he said before our connection was lost.

     Something was most definitely wrong. I could sense it. Just can't place what it is. I was pulled from my thoughts when Ezra was nudging me with his elbow. When I looked at him, he tilted his head to the left a few times in a row indicating the Phantom. Ezra and I looked at each other, nodded our heads remembering the plan, ran for the crates of blasters attached a couple of Sabine's 'miracles' to them and shoved them aside. Sabine opened fire to help us maintain cover while the bucket heads started firing at us. We made a run for it to get to safety when Sabine yelled through my com. "Kannan! We need to make an emergency landing! The Phantom is pretty damaged."