K'oyacyi

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Ketsu was eager to get to the fighting but she forced herself to be patient throughout the trek to the shipyard. But finally, finally, the outer wall and its watchtowers came into view. Tristan and Vyi would be entering through the watchtower, but for Ketsu's gang the entrance would be more exciting.

"Got the charges?" Ketsu asked, turning to Sabine.

"Always do," Sabine handed her a few explosives and the two blood sisters crept over to the wall, placing them around. Jai held back, silent and observing.

After the charges were placed, Sabine and Ketsu rejoined the former cadet and Ketsu waited as Sabine pulled the detonator from one of her belt pouches.

"Ready?" the rebel whispered. Ketsu gave a nod, as did Jai. 

Then Sabine hit the detonator and the charges on the wall exploded. Instantly the wall was blown to smithereens and the three ran towards it.

"Troopers'll be coming soon," Ketsu called as they leaped over wreckage, "Lets make this fast."

The main complex lay towards the other side of the shipyard, where Tristan and Vyi would be. Hopefully they were doing alright, the plan wouldn't work without those idiots. 

The alarm went off at that moment and the troopers showed up, guns out. "There we go," Ketsu grinned underneath her helmet, reaching for her staff on her back.

"I'll find a ship," Jai said. "Will you be okay holding them off?"

"I'm sure we dainty gals can handle a few troopers," Ketsu laughed, and Jai shook his head with a groan before running off towards the group of ships settled nearby. Sabine drew her WESTARs and Ketsu gripped her staff in her hand.

"Ready, tal vod?" Ketsu asked. Blood sister. A title she didn't deserve to call Sabine.

Sabine spun her pistols in her hands. "Bet I can take more out than you can."

"Oh, its on," Ketsu grinned, feeling the adrenaline rush that came with every fight. She adored it.

"Then lets go," Sabine opened fire, and Ketsu ran forward.

*

Vyi stood frozen as the troopers lifted their blasters. He felt Tristan tense beside him, unsure of how to react. But Vyi had been transported back in time, back to his father's Star Destroyer, hiding from troopers under his office desk, feeling the shame and panic overtaking him.

Stay hidden, boy. Don't ever let them see you. You don't exist.

But now Vyi moved. It was dark in the facility, so chances were that the troopers would only see his cadet helmet and not the rest of his non uniform outfit. Quickly he said, "I found this man trespassing outside. I'm taking him in."

The Stormtroopers hesitated, then one said, "I'll help you with that."

Vyi held up his code cylinder. "I've got the access I need. I can handle one trespasser."

At that moment, the alarms went off. Sabine. "Looks like you're needed elsewhere anyways," Vyi said as the troopers looked up.

"Right. Get a move on," the first trooper said. Vyi hurried Tristan out of the lift, and the patrol stepped in behind them as the doors shut.

Tristan breathed a sigh of relief. "Quick thinking."

Vyi let the code cylinder fall back onto his chest. "Lets hurry."

They moved quickly through the dark, empty base. All the troopers must be worried about Sabine and the others outside. Tristan and Vyi reached the data room easily.

Tristan powered up the lights and Vyi took off his code cylinder. He quickly plugged it into a terminal and got to work.

"How long?" Tristan asked from behind him. 

"Five minutes," Vyi replied.

"Great," Tristan slid his pistols from his holsters and positioned himself by the door. Vyi held his breath and turned back to the terminals.

His heart was still pounding from the run in with the troopers. "I don't have to hide anymore," he breathed to himself. "Stop panicking."

A thought occurred to him and he quickly got to work on the terminals. Four minutes. He searched for data on Ezra Bridger and Prison 223.

An inmate list, a complete one. The one that Sabine had, along with the rest of the information, was broken. Vyi quickly downloaded the list and floor plans and extra access codes to his code cylinder.

Two minutes. Everything was going smoothly. He wondered how it was going outside.

"Can you get the alarm turned off?" Tristan asked. "Its hurting my head."

Vyi had barely registered the steady blare of the alarm, but now he quickly shut it off. Quiet filled the room and now they could hear the sounds of a scuffle outside.

"Sabine," Tristan mumbled. But they didn't have much time to worry because the doors slid open and a group of troopers entered the data room.

"More mercenaries! Stop what you're doing!" one of them pointed his blaster at Vyi but Tristan shot him in the chest. He quickly vaulted over one of the terminals and pulled Vyi down with him.

"How much time left?" he hissed as shots rang out.

"One minute," Vyi checked.

"This is going to be one long minute," Tristan gripped his pistols tightly before darting up and shooting off another round.

*

Jai found the perfect ship easily enough. "Hello, beautiful," he whispered.

It was a sleek shuttle, something an officer would use. Perfect. It also was equipped with weapons. Also perfect. And finally, it was a newer model. Fast and steady. Bingo.

He got the ramp open and hurried inside. He'd be flying this baby out with Ketsu and Sabine, while Ahsoka would be picking up Tristan and Vyi via watchtower.

Speaking of Ketsu and Sabine, they seemed to be doing well. Ketsu was cutting down troopers, fast as lightning, while Sabine's steady aim picked off the ones that got too close. They made a good team.

Jai settled into the pilot's seat and turned the ship on. The engines rumbled to life and he grinned to himself. Time to get flying.

He lifted the ship off the ground, leaving the ramp open. It was time to get out of here. One step closer to saving Ezra.

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