Today was the day.
Today... we would fight for Lothal's freedom. Me and Hera walked through the Ghost, trying to find Ezra. We were going to be heading out soon.
"Where could he be?" I asked, Hera shrugged as we came up on the turret's ladder. His voice coming up from above, a tone of sorrow pinging in his words.
"They've fought so hard and given so much and helped me to understand why you stood up to the Empire and made the sacrifices you did." He paused for a moment, looking at the hologram of his parents before continuing.
"I wish you could meet them, my new family." Hera smiled, resting a hand on her stomach. Why does she keep doing that?
"When we finish what you started." I shook my head, turning my attention back to Ezra, who still didn't know we were here.
"I want you to know everything I've done and will do began with you." He said, reaching out for the hologram.
"Ezra?" Hera called, he pulled his hand back from the hologram, looking down at us both.
"They're bringing her up."
***
Kallus and Ryder brought Pryce up from who knows where.
"To join a band of failures who don't stand a chance?" Pryce sneered, in mid conversation with Kallus,
"I think we do...," Ezra said, I walked side by side with him and Hera. Our confidence showing in our strides. "Especially with your help."
"I will never help you." She laughed,
"Uh, yes, you will. It will be your last act as Governor or Lothal. You're finally going to do the right thing and help free your home world."
"I will do no such thing." She said, an intense annoyance surfaced whenever she spoke. Her words were spoken with an I'm-so-above-this tone, irritating me terribly.
"Okay, if that's your choice." Ezra gave me a nod of approval, I whistled, the sound tore through the air. That was the signal. Without a word, the Rebels walked away. Out of nowhere, Starship and his fellow gang of Loth Cat's charged at Pryce.
Her blue eyes widened with terror as she back away slowly. Who knew the Loth Cat's would actually work? I mean, seriously, how can you be Governor of Lothal and be afraid of the wild life? Starship leading the assault, they bit at her ankles, Pryce dodged but instead fell on her back. Inching away pathetically from the group of Loth Cats. The cats pushed her back until she was pinned between Ezra and the hungry Loth Cats. Ezra put his hands on his hips, trying to hold in a laugh.
"Or you could transmit the victory code and then we could fly to the Capital as your prisoners." He suggested,
"Or, ya know, you can go the quick a easy route and I can just shoot you." I hissed, Ezra elbowed me in the ribs, a subtle warning to shut up.
"If the odds against us are as bad as you say, what do you have to lose?"
"F-Fine. I'll do it. Just call off your cats."
***
The Imperial Ships flew through the murky air, we were all dressed in our battle outfits. Ezra and Sabine had to wear the Scout Trooper disguises while I was allowed to be in my black cargo pants and midnight leather jacket with purple racing stripes. The tension was thick in the air. Ezra stared into nothingness, lost in thought.
"Hey, you okay?" I asked Ezra, nudging his arm softly.
"I know I can always count on you. Both of you." He said, nodding to both me and Sabine.
"Alright, what are you up to?" Sabine hissed, cutting straight to the point.
"We're coming up on the Capital. Better get ready." Hera said through the com link, my gaze darted from the com link to Ezra.
"Copy. Head for platform zero delta." Sabine confirmed.
"We'll talk about it later." I said through the force, Ezra nodded.
"The command center? You're going to attempt to launch the dome. Your plan is worse than I thought." She chuckled, an amused look crossing her face.
"Mmm, bolder. You mean bolder than you thought." Ezra corrected her,
"More creative than you thought."
"And better than you'll ever know." I sneered, turning away from her.
"Now, about those landing codes. And remember, I'll know if they're correct." Kallus said, extending a com link to her. Pryce snatched it from his gloves hands,
"Gladly." She said eagerly, she really thought this plan was going to fail. Oh, when she realizes when she is so wrong. The look on her face is going to be priceless.
"The sooner we land, the sooner you will be my prisoners."
"Oh, shut up." As soon as I said that, our ships veered in site of the Capital and the Imperial Dome. The city was yellow and gray with smoggy smoke. Making it hard to breathe in such dreadful conditions. The landing strip finally came in sight. I nervously toyed with my blaster.
This was it.
Pryce's conversation melted into the background as I couldn't stand her. The ship's shifted into landing gear just before they jerked to the surface. My Spectre-7 helmet laid on a bench. I took it into my palms, before settling it on my head. The metallic smell of space and spray paint drifted up my nose. Just like I remember. Sabine cuffed me from behind, snapping me out of my scattered thoughts.
"Welcome back, Spectre-7." Sabine whispered before nudging me off the ship. Putting on my best 'darn-it-I've-been-captured' act, my shoulders slumped as I looked to the ground.
"We can take it from here." The commander stormtrooper said in his rough tone,
"They're all yours." Ezra gestured to us, the prisoners. Zeb played his part nicely, growling like a Loth Cat at the troopers. Showing them his pearly white fangs. Although the troopers made a solid effort to hide their fear, I could sense it all around them.
"Hey! Look out!" One of the troopers said, priming their weapons towards Zeb. With a loud roar, Zeb charged through Ezra and jumped over the rest of the troopers making a run for the door.
"Stop him!" Ezra commanded. Wait for it... As soon as the green blade slashed through their blasters, I broke through my restraints. Pulling out my own saber. I deflected blaster shots left and right. I was surrounded by a storm of blaster fire, not knowing which one was my team's fire and which one was my enemy's fire.
"Celeste! This way!" Ezra yelled, I ran for the crates they were already hiding behind. Darn it, Zeb, Ketsu and Sabine got locked in. I thought, pulling out my rifle, I stunned a trooper.
"Can you take them all out?"
"I'm trying!" I yelled, putting my eye close to the scope again. Suddenly, Hera and Chopper jumped out of the ship, blasting what little troopers were left.
"Go, go, go!" She yelled, I looked to Ezra, his cold, lifeless helmet staring into my eyes.
"May the force be with us." I said, giving him a soft smile.
"May the force be with us."
*THIS IS IT! WE'RE IN THE FINALE! Sorry this chapter was so long, I couldn't find a place to cut it... I hope you like this! I'm having a lot of fun writing it! Now, enough from me! Let's get back to the ending!*
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Fanfiction"You are a Rebel. No matter what anyone says." Celeste Greys is broken. She lost the only family she ever knew. Her best friends, her mentor and any connection she had to her Father- gone when she left the Ghost Crew. Even though it is said time he...
