Star Wars: Rebels of the Stars (COMPLETED/BEING EDITED)

Chapter Sixty-Four: Escapee

The four of us from the Rainstorm followed Wivern towards the castle, hearing the troopers marching and the ships flying above ground, fortuitous that no troopers had discovered the sewage system had us and a few stragglers inside.

Once we reached the end of the line, Wivern climbed up a ladder after giving the torch to Anoles to hold, and he opened a hatch. Once through, the rest of us climbed up to find that we were in the kitchen.

"What? All the best secret entrances are in the kitchen." Wen shrugged, as we caught him taking a piece of fruit.

Anoles covered her eyes, ashamed that in the years that she had been with and teaching Wen, that he had never learned. "Well, where now Wivern? You know the castle better than the rest of us."

"This way." He nodded towards a well lit hallway, "We gotta get down to the prison. That is where they would be locking up the people."

We nodded, before hearing screaming and heavy boots stomping.

Holding our weapons ready, we stood there, waiting for whoever was trying to escape from the men in white suits.

A familiar face raced around the corner and raced between our legs, the fluffy blue and pink haired child hiding behind Wivern.

Z and I drew our weapons, but did not make any movement to power them up while stormtroopers rounded the corners and stopped, holding their blasters towards us.

"You do not want to shoot us." I waved my hand, hoping to stop the conflict before it began.

"We.... Do not want to shoot you." They reluctantly spoke.

"You never saw us."

"We never saw you."

"You will go back to your ship."

"We will go back to our ship."
"Move along." I waved for them to go, as they repeated it back and we were able to slip past them with ease, as they marched ahead as if nothing had ever happened.

I sighed relieved. "It has been too long since I had tried that. I wasn't even sure if it was going to work." I chuckled nervously.

"Well, good work kiddo." Wivern smiled reassuringly at me, before he bent down to Awaka, talking to her in broken Harmonian to try to calm her down, having learned with Aslan during their time on the planet.

She started taking deep, calming breaths, before she nodded, nervous. She told something to Wivern, as the old clone nodded and got up, holding her hand. "She said she escaped from the cells and the troopers found her, so now she is going to take us back there, so we can free everyone. She knows a secret path to get there, but we have to be swift."

We nodded and followed in a hurry.

I felt a ringing sound in my head and grunted. Awaka started crying in pain and held her head, making me realize that it was hurting the Star Phantoms. I gently grabbed Awaka and pulled her back to a place where the pain didn't persist. "You guys need to go on without us. They have one of those emitters, and it was hurting us. You need to find it before we can do anything else." I held Awaka close.

"I shou..."

"No, you should not stay behind Z. Go find the source. When you guys shut it off, Awaka and I will meet you at the prison cells. Be careful." I cut him off before he could finish the second word out of his mouth. "Go!"

They raced away, as I gently held Awaka.
"Mira, what if they can't find it and the bad guys find us?" Awaka whispered.

"Then the bad guys should be scared of me." I gently stroked her poofy hair, smiling ever so softly. "But when they do come, you hide behind me, I will protect you, ok?"

She nodded scared and buried her face into my arms. "They caught Ash and they knocked him out... He must be so scared for me..."
"Hey, we are going to save them. All of them. Then Ash would see how big his little sister is." I rubbed her back gently, sitting down and holding her in my lap, rocking gently.

I faintly heard the sound of storm troopers' boots clanking against the ground as their armor clinked together. They were anything but silent.

"Awaka, get behind me." I softly whispered, getting up as quiet as a mouse, not even my cloak making a rustle, as I brought out my lightsaber that I had hooked on my belt when I was getting me and Awaka out of the zone.

She shuffled behind the brown fabric of my cloak and peeked out scared. A dozen or so stormtroopers rounded the corner and spotted us. "Hey you there! Stop!" They aimed their blasters at us.

"Awaka, cover your eyes." I whispered to the little girl, not wanting to scar her for life if I had to take the white armored soldiers lives.

She hid behind my cloak and shut her eyes and covered her ears as the Empire's soldiers open fired. I powered on both sides of my saber and blocked each one with ease, seeing the next one come as if time had slowed down, as I was not just protecting myself or my team, but I was protecting a little child as old as I was when I went on my first mission as a padawan during the Clone Wars. I realized that this was how Aslan must have felt when he was protecting me after I had gotten hit.

My old scar on my shoulder burned slightly at the memory, but I did not falter, refusing to let the sweet girl be hurt or taken.

Within a minute, all the troopers were on the ground, the faint smell of burning metal and the gun's discharge. I scooped up Awaka and raced for it, knowing that one most likely called for backup, as I hid her face in my arms and raced down the corridor that the others had arrived from.

The barrier that had hurt our heads was still up, and I knew we had to find another way to the dungeons to get the people out, and to find a way to destroy the generator that was making the pitch.

"Mira. I escaped through another tunnel. Maybe we can go down there!" Awaka soon pointed to a hallway.

I nodded and raced down that way, hopeful that it was a place not affected and that we could reach the prisoners before it was too late.