Hey guys! Happy Saturday! Congratulations for making it to the second chapter! Also, big thank you to mckee11223 for the awesome idea. I loved it so much that it is going to be the plot for this and the next chapter. It doesn't actually start until the end of the chapter though. If any of you can guess what it is I'll give you a shout out in chapter 3. All credit goes to mckee11223 for the wonderful plot bunny. Disfrutas!
~Book Warrior~

Chapter 2

The Phantom glided over to the other side of the star destroyer's hull and latched onto it, effectively becoming part of the ship. It's only occupant rolled over to the comm in the control panel and extended a small metal arm to operate it. Chopper made a series of grumpy noises, although more grumpily than usual.

"Alright Chopper, we'll be ready to pick you and the Phantom up when you're done." Hera's voice came through the console from the cockpit of the Ghost.

"And you'd better not mess this up." Apparently Kanan was keeping Hera company, or it was pick on Chopper day and no one notified Chopper. Grumbling angrily to himself, the little astro-mech activated the new hacking system that had just recently been installed and waited for it to find the Star Destroyer's main operating system. A green light indicated that it had connected and was waiting for further instructions.

Tapping another button, Chopper synced the Annihilator's operating system with that of the Ghost. Now, if the Ghost turned one way, the Annihilator would turn as well. As soon as the sync was complete Chopper disengaged the Phantom's under-side from the star destroyer's hull and flew to the heated battle that was taking place only a few hundred miles from the moon below.
The Ghost was weaving in and out of the TIE fighters, trying to keep them from getting a clear shot at something important. And then the sync kicked in; the Ghost turned left narrowly avoiding a lucky shot from Agent Kallus that could have ended the entire mission then and there and the Annihilator turned left too.

Although slower and more cumbersome, the enormous star destroyer mimicked every turn, dive, and ascent that the Ghost preformed. Ezra, watching from the cockpit laughed as he saw the spectacle of the mighty spaceship turning from one side to the other when no adversary was giving chase.

"I'd say that the Empire is going to have some trouble trying to blow up Fether's moon." A particularly lucky shot jostled the Ghost, sending Ezra flying toward the cockpit's closed door.

Without sparing a glance, Hera destroyed another TIE fighter leaving only three. "I told you to buckle up before the fighting started." Another blast, milder than before, rocked the ship. "It's about time we finish up, wouldn't you say Ezra? Tell Chopper to reconnect with the Ghost and we'll finish off these last TIE fighters." Rising, then crouching to keep his balance on the turbulent spaceship floor, Ezra did as Hera had commanded.

"I love you too, Chopper." He muttered to himself after hanging up on the moody droid. This time, Hera did smile as she saw a green laser finish off the the second to last TIE fighter.

Agent Kallus decided it was time for a tactical retreat to regroup and possibly salvage something of this disastrous day. Intent as he had been on attacking the rebel's ship, Agent Kallus had not noticed the Annihilator's erratic movements. Turning his TIE around, Kallus swore under his breath as he saw the star destroyer.

He jerked the controls of the TIE backward as the tip of the Annihilator came close enough to smash him to pieces. Carefully the lone TIE fighter made its way back to the docking bay and landed, having more than one close call along the way. Kallus jumped out of the spacecraft onto the now steady floor of the Annihilator. The rebels were waiting for something.

Probably preparing for their next move; that was the only explanation for the quiet that had invaded the atmosphere of the ship. Where are my legions of storm troopers? Kallus asked himself and wondered how, with all of the Empire's power and influence, could he not catch a solitary rebel ship with a single Jedi and his companions.

As Kallus pondered this thought he arrive at one of the vast cargo bays the star destroyer boasted. A laser shot missed his beloved side burns by inches but he didn't flinch; instead he extended his Bo-rifle and took in the situation. At least fifty storm troopers facing Kallus were taking cover behind boxes of ammunition, weapons, and the fuel cells used to power the Annihilator's massive laser canons.

The rebels- a male teen, a lasat, and the Jedi- happened to be on Kallus's side of the room; much to his pleasant surprise. Each group was also firing at the other, the storm troopers missing every shot while the rebels hit almost every time. When this is all over I have to reprimand the storm trooper cadet teachers for their neglect of target training.

Quietly activating the electric ends of the Bo-rifle, Agent Kallus stepped forward only to be run into from behind. Kallus whirled around, momentarily forgetting the trio in front of him.

"Whoops." Said the girl who had run into him. She drew her blaster and aimed it at the Agent. Really, a blaster against my Bo-rifle? Kallus thought, only to hear a muted thump. His vision started to fade and the Bo-rifle dropped from nerveless fingers. The Lasat nudged his back and Kallus crumpled to the floor.

Fighting unconsciousness, Kallus caught the end of the girl's sentence,"...get these to Vizago." Yes! A piece of information that would lead the Empire straight to the rebel's source! Some small movement must have betrayed the IBS Agent's excitement over the unintended slip because the Lasat growled and hoisted him up by the collar of his uniform.

"Karabast! The imp heard you Sabine."

"We can't just leave him here." The other teen inserted.

"Yeah, he'll know where we're going once we leave." Said the girl named Sabine. She looked to the Jedi for a his decision.

"Fine. We'll take him and the fuel cells. Now, let's get out of here." Activating the hover mode of several of the fuel cell cases the Jedi, Kanan, raced toward the stationary rebel ship.

Kallus weakly struggled to escape from the Lasat but found the oncoming darkness soothing to the pain that was spreading outwards from a spot at the back of his head. The Agent went limp and drifted off into the land of dreams where the Empire had crushed all rebellion thanks to the devotion of Agent Kallus himself.

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