(Several Minutes Earlier, Eric’s P.O.V)

After knowing we had to head up toward the ships orbiting the planet, I had to at least say “see you soon” to my friends and tell Luna she may set the moon to the position to cause the Death Star to be delayed to buy us time to destroy it. “Well, this is going to be a big battle. I want to let you all know that I will miss you all, but I will try to return.” The ponies nodded in understanding and came in for a group hug. “Shall I set the moon?” Luna asked with a serious look. “You may and Celestia, be sure you take care as well.” I replied as I broke the hug and looked at Celestia. “I will, I wish you the best of luck, Eric Keteris.” Celestia responded with a motherly smile. Roseluck however, had tears welling in her eyes and clung onto me not willing to let go. “Promise me you’ll come back to me in one piece.” Roseluck said as she slightly sobbed into my chest. “I can’t make promises, but know that I will return.” I wiped a tear from her eyes as she smiled and I gave her one final kiss before breaking away from our tender moment.

The time came as Malachor, Ella, and my Father entered a ship and I decided to hop into my Eta-Actis class starfighter I flew in the Clone Wars and primed her up to fly toward the fleet orbiting the planet. “May the Force be with you, Always.” I said to the ponies as I closed the canopy and flew off. After a few moments of flying, Malachor opened up a fleet-wide transmission. “Alright everyone, I’m not going to sugarcoat this, the Empire is here to destroy us and this beautiful planet, some of us will live to see another day, others will not, just remember your training and fight these miserable dogs until you fall to the ground as broken mess! May the Force be with all of us, and may it make us strong.” It was quite inspirational, but I approached one of the Venator class Republic cruisers and landed in the hangar bay. Hopping out of my ship, I entered the bridge to see a clone commander who I had almost forgotten. “Commander Wolffe, long time no see.” I spoke as he turned and saw me. “Welcome aboard the Freedom, Commander Keteris.” Wolffe replied as I knew he would remember me. “So, we have a lot of fighters but no one to pilot them.” Wolffe said with a slight frown. Just as I was about to despair, Wolffe’s commlink activated. “Gregor, what is it?” Wolffe asked. “You won’t believe what I just found, a room filled with astromech droids, programed to be pilots.” Gregor said as this lifted hope. “Activate them Gregor and get them to the Hangar.” Wolffe ordered. “Yes sir.” Gregor responded as their transmission ended. “Looks like we got some pilots, old friend.” I patted the soldier on his back and looked over the fleet.

(Hyperspace, 3rd P.O.V)

Meanwhile aboard the Ghost, the entire crew was in the meeting area just finishing the transmission the Ghost caught during Malachor’s inspiring speech. “Well that was interesting.” Hera spoke as she looked at Kanan. “Yeah, you know for a Sith, he seems to not want to harm anyone.” Kanan said as he observed Malachor’s hologram. “Even so, but how big do you think the fleet over Equestria will be?” Ezra asked. “I don’t know, but what I do know is that we are going to be facing a lot of Imperial ships, including a super weapon they are testing.” Kanan replied. “I wonder if they have a plan for the Empire’s superweapon.” Ezra said as he thought of the magnitude of the battle awaiting them. “I hope so, otherwise this’ll be a suicide mission.” Zeb said as he crossed his arms. “Well if you want to ask them, now would be a good time, we’re coming up on our destination.” Hera said as she looked at the coordinates on the navicomputer. The Ghost exited hyperspace and the crew saw a total of 37 ships prepped for the invasion of the Empire. “Would ya look at that, looks like the Darth had some friends left to come and fight.” Zeb said as he saw the fleet orbiting the planet. “We have you on our screens now, please identify your ship, commanding officer, and affiliation, or risk being blasted into oblivion.” Warned the voice of a high ranking officer. “This is Kanan Jarrus aboard the Ghost. We’ve received a transmission to aid Equestria against the Empire.” Kanan said in response to the officer. “Excellent, I’m Admiral Vicarn aboard the Emperor’s Inquisition, under the command of Darth Malachor. Welcome to the fight.” Vicarn said in response to Kanan’s transmission.

“Well that’s good, I think we need to land and get ourselves ready for one of the biggest fights we’ve ever encountered.” Sabine suggested. “You’ve been cleared to land on the Conquest, for refueling, supply management, etc.” Vicarn said with a slight chuckle at the Mandalorian’s suggestion. “Thanks, Ghost out.” Kanan said as they headed toward one of the Republic cruisers.

Meanwhile aboard Freedom, Gregor had successfully activated all the astromech droids aboard the ship and to his surprise, they were programmed with pilot experience to assist fighters and bombers. “Wolffe, the droids have been activated and are awaiting instructions in the hangar.” Gregor said over the commlink. “Good I’ll meet them down shortly.” Wolffe replied as he looked at Eric. “Well, I guess the fight begins soon.” “It most certainly will, I’ll stay here for a moment and watch for the Empire.” Eric said as Wolffe headed down toward the hangar. Once the astromechs were lined up, Gregor and Wolffe stood over them like clones at debrief. “Today, we fight for the Republic, The Rebellion and the liberation of the very planet we are orbiting. You may be droids now, but I see pilots when you enter your ships and fight off the Empire. Some of you may not survive and we’ll see to it your sacrifice will not be in vain. So, Let’s move out and prep all ships for battle.” Wolffe spoke out as the droids made no hesitation to get to the Republic fighters and bombers and getting them set. “Good one Wolffe.” Gregor patted him on the shoulder.

(Conquest Bridge, 3rd P.O.V)

Flynn, Ella, and Valrun arrived on the Conquest in order to plan out their attack on the Death Star. “Yalurtarian, open up a fleet wide transmission, we’re only going over this once.” Flynn said to his Admiral. Yalurtarian nodded in understanding. With the transmission online, Flynn began to plan out their next move. “Thanks to the plans that we’ve gathered on the Death Star, we now have an advantage over the Empire.” Flynn said getting various positive responses. “However, this does not make us invincible as the Death Star itself has a very tight defense, but the Empire underestimates the threat of a small one manned fighter, otherwise this plan would be next to impossible.” Valrun said with a hint of displeasure. “There is a weak point to the station, and that is a small thermal exhaust shaft that lies somewhere in this trench, however this shaft is going to be guarded by turbo laser turrets, which a easy enough to deal with, but we all know that the Empire isn’t going to just let us destroy their new toy, most likely they’re going to have some fighters follow you into the trench and stop you.” Ella said sharing her fiance’s tone. “We know this all sounds like it’s next to impossible, or just flat out pointless to even attempt, but we’re giving you the reality of the situation. The trench is large enough to fit a squad of three fighters at once: one in front, two in the back, we recommend that the ships in the back have space in between them to take shots at any fighters that follow, or leave the trench to retreat.” Flynn said as a holographic representation of three fighters showed up on the display. “As for the tractor beam, and the main weapon of the station, Malachor has an idea.” Flynn said as he waited for Malachor to pitch his plan.

“In order to keep our capital ships out of harm’s way, a small boarding party consisting of myself, Flynn, and another volunteer. This boarding party will go aboard the station, take down the the tractor beam and possibly sabotage the main weapon so it can’t fire, but we’re only trying to buy time for the fighters to destroy the station. Also for the fighters brave enough to enter the trench, the thermal exhaust port is ray shielded, so you’ll need to use proton torpedoes, and make your shots count, because the port is only two meters wide, so aim true.” Malachor said as he remembered a key piece of information for the pilots that were going to attempt destroying the station. “So who wants to join Malachor and me on our little excursion aboard the station?” Flynn asked hoping someone would be ballsy enough to join them. “I will.” Eric said over the transmission. “I’ll come with you guys, I’ve got a score to settle with Vader and Sidious.” Eric said with a hint of disdain in his voice. “Fine, but don’t let your thirst for revenge get in the way young Jedi, otherwise you’ll become what you wish to destroy.” Malachor warned.

“General Flynn, the Empire has arrived and we count 40 Star Destroyers and the Death Star on a forward facing vector, they’re heading towards the moon, so we have time to surprise them.” Admiral Yalurtarian said as he looked up from an officer’s terminal. “So Malachor, mount all fighters and prepare for the attack?” Eric asked over the transmission. “Right, Vicarn, Wipe those pathetic star fighters from the face of the Galaxy.” Malachor said with malice. “Yes my Lord, all pilots to your ships, and fear not pain, nor death!” Vicarn exclaimed over the transmission making all the pilots give their war cries. “This is Ghost to Malachor, We’ll give you the cover you require to enter that battlestation.” Hera spoke with confidence. “Much appreciated, young one, I hope you can keep up.” Malachor said with a smirk. “Eric meet us on the Conquest, we’re taking one of Malachor’s ships, since it’s faster than a gunship, and we need speed in this scenario.” Flynn said. “I’m on my way, Eric out.” Eric disconnected from the transmission.

(Imperial Fleet near Equestria, 3rd P.O.V)

After leaving hyperspace, the Imperial fleet had arrived with 40 Star Destroyers and the Death Star prototype. In one of the Imperial flagships, Admiral Tarkin looked out to see the moon ahead of the fleet and blocking the trajectory to fire upon the planet. “Admiral, incoming transmission from Lord Vader.” An Imperial Officer informed the former Republic Admiral. Tarkin walked towards the comms room and Vader then appeared on a transmission table. “Yes my Lord?” Tarkin asked bowing to his superior. “Send the fleet past the moon and wipe out any resistance protecting this planet as the Death Star moves into position.” Darth Vader ordered. “Yes my Lord.” Tarkin replied as the transmission ended and walked out to the bridge. “This is Tarkin to all ships, Move past the moon and engage all enemy ships, send out all fighters for support.” The Imperial Admiral ordered as the Star Destroyers moved around the moon and multiple TIE fighters and interceptors launched from hangars. “Admiral, there’s something you need to see.” An Imperial Officer said as he looked to and from his terminal hoping that what he was seeing wasn’t real. “That’s impossible, those cruisers were supposed to be scrapped after these ships were made!” Tarkin shouted in frustration as he saw two Venator class cruisers orbiting the planet. “What about the other vessels, are they Republic, or just freighter reformatted into warships?” Tarkin asked as he looked at the Ancient Sith Empire cruisers. “Unknown classification sir.” The Imperial Officer said. “Destroy those vessels first target the unknown warships and be on alert for fighters and bombers.” Tarkin ordered as the Star Destroyers grew closer towards the fleet.

Meanwhile, from the Conquest and Freedom, V-wings, Arc-170s, Z-95s, and Y-wings launched into the space battlefield with the pilot astromech droids taking control, not to far away is the shuttle with Malachor, Flynn, and Eric and the Ghost. The Ancient Sith ships launched their fighters to support the old Republic fighters and stayed in tight formations to avoid being separated by any enemy fighters. The Fury-class interceptor, and the Ghost made their way towards the battlestation. “There’s the blockade.” Flynn said. Tarkin looked at the fighter squadrons and the bombers. “All turrets and fighters, engage at will.” Tarkin ordered and the Star Destroyers opened up with laser fire toward the rebels and the Imperial ships began their attacks. “Ghost, stay close, otherwise, you’ll be blasted to smithereens.” Malachor cautioned as he started to meditate. “Sir this is Shadow 3, we’re taking heavy fire, we need to evade.” One of the pilots tried to call Malachor. “Don’t worry, soldier, I’ve got your back.” Malachor said as he began to use his Battle Meditation on his allies. All of the pilots defending Equestria suddenly felt more confident and started to fly straight towards the blockade avoiding the turret fire, fighters and anything else that stood in their way. “Sir, the ships have not turned away and are still heading for the Death Star.” An Imperial officer said over his terminal as Tarkin began to think about his tactics in the Clone Wars.

Meanwhile aboard the Death Star, the battle station was orbiting around the moon to destroy Equestria. “Time to target, 30 minutes.” The announcer said over the P.A as Vader and Palpatine looked out into the void of space. “My Master, the rebels have launched fighters and are beginning their assault.” Vader informed Sidious. “Good, we’ll show them the true power of the Empire, ready all defenses and be on alert for any unwanted guests.” Sidious replied. “Yes, my Master.” Vader replied as he left Palpatine in his lair. “Agent Kallus, set up squads in the hangar if any unwanted visitors come aboard.” Vader said as he walked past Kallus who nodded in agreement and ran off to assemble some troops.

Back near the rebel fleet, some Star Destroyers began firing upon the larger ships as others tried to blow the smaller craft out into oblivion. Some ships fell to laser fire, but kept in pursuit to the Death Star. “Let them go, Let’s shatter their fleet. All batteries open fire.” Tarkin ordered as the Star Destroyers pummeled the rebellion fleet. “Sir, the Rebel fleet is ganging up on our ships, we can’t escape their pincer assaults, they’ll tear us to shreds before we can get close enough to the planet!” Another ship’s officer shouted as his ship was blasted to pieces until nothing was left. “Sir, we’ve got boarders, and we can’t break off, our engines are too damaged!” Shouted another Officer as small arms fire coming from the transmission. “Get a squad here now!” Tarkin called over the transmission. “Sir we’re being boarded, and there are two high ranking officers with the troops!” An Imperial Officer shouted getting Tarkin’s attention. “Show me!” Tarkin demanded as the officer punched up the security footage in the hangar. Tarkin watched in anger as two troopers entered. “Sir, we’ve been tasked to escort you and protect you at all costs. We even have a bomb trooper.” The Captain said as he and another trooper bowed. This brought an idea to his head. “Bomb trooper I want you to set a surprise for our guests, they will try to take over the ship, so set traps to all terminals and the comms room, Captain, we have no choice but to abandon ship.” Tarkin instructed as the Bomb trooper got to work.

Meanwhile in a hallway aboard Tarkin’s ship there were no troops, but the boarding party remained cautious of any nasty surprises left by the opposition. “Toss an ion grenade, grenadier.” Byron ordered. The grenadier trooper did as he was instructed and tossed an ion grenade into the middle of the hallway. When the grenade detonated, all of the turrets in the hall were rendered useless. “Turrets, we must be getting close to the comms room, remember stay wary.” The squad all nodded their heads and headed down the hall towards the comms, and engine room, unaware of the bombs that were set up in the comms room. Three troopers stayed near the comms room, one placed a charge on the door the other two stood at a safe distance off to the sides of the door. The door exploded off, and the troopers were surprised to see the room was completely empty. “Wait a second, this seems way too easy, even for this Tarkin guy, where’s the bomb?” One of the troopers asked as he unknowingly walked right through a trip mine setting it off and died in the explosion. The comms room was still functional, but with the death of their comrade, the remaining two troopers had to go into the room one at a time, watching where they were stepping. Tarkin and his squad were successfully picked by the rear Star destroyer and looked at the bomb trooper. “You may detonate when ready.” Tarkin ordered and the Bomb trooper activated the detonator.

“Admiral, Vicarn, I’m detecting a massive energy signature near the reactor, I found the bomb!” One of the troopers said. “Can you disarm it?” Vicarn asked. “Yes, just give me a minute.” The trooper said as he looked at the bomb. “Are you kidding me?” The trooper said as he disconnected the bomb from the reactor and ran with it back into the hangar and jumped out into the vacuum of space. “You were a brave son of a bitch Jansen, rest in peace.” Byron said as her best demolitions expert sacrificed himself to save everyone else. As the remaining Star Destroyers hammered the fleet, 2 had fallen and another 3 ships were blasted out before they reached the Death Star. However the Empire had lost 3 Star Destroyers, two were captured, and another was taking heavy damage.

(Surface of Equestria, 3rd P.O.V)

As the ponies looked on from what they saw above their world as the battle raged with explosions and laser fire from every ship. “Whoa, This looks so awesome!” Rainbow Dash squealed with excitement. “I still feel sorry for the ones who are dying for our survival, we will need to thank them for their services.” Celestia said with a frown as she saw a Star Destroyer explode due to the damage it took from two ships. “Indeed, but how are they doing so well, the Empire brought more ships, how are our defenders doing this?” Luna asked perplexed at the battle going on. “Maybe that Darth Malachor guy has some sort of ability in the Force to empower his allies, and make enemy feel less confident?” Pinkie offered. In reality she was right Malachor was turning the tides in his favor by using his Battle Meditation. “Pinkie that sounds really silly, obviously our defenders had a plan to occupy all of the Empire’s capital ships while they assault the Death Star.” Twilight said as she watched the battle through her telescope. “I really hope Eric will be fine.” Roseluck said holding her hoof on her heart. “Don’t worry sugarcube, he’ll be alright.” Applejack said with a confident smile. “I hope you’re right.” Roseluck said as she continued looking at the battle.

(Wrath’s Talon, 3rd P.O.V)

As the ship drew closer to the Death Star, multiple TIE fighters and interceptors flew in to defend the battlestation, blasting the ships that dared to try and damage their weapon. The Talon managed to blast several of them and dodged the others, but a few escorting them were shot down except the Ghost. “Ghost, break off, your assistance is no longer needed, great job today.” Flynn said as the Talon blasted the turrets in the hangar, and proceeded to land. “Malachor we’re here.” Eric said as he lightly tapped Malachor’s shoulder. “I know, but Ella needs to take over my job of using Battle Meditation to help even the odds.” Malachor said as he felt Ella start her meditation.

“Master, A ship has entered the Death Star, shall we engage them?” Vader asked as he bowed before Sidious. “Yes, but make sure that we not let our visitors go unwelcomed.” Sidious smiled as Vader left to inform the Commander. “Commander, assemble as many squads as you can and defend the primary weapon.” Vader ordered. “Yes sir.” The commander responded and ran to his squads to mobilize them toward the main gun.

After Ella took control of the Battle Meditation, the two Jedi, and former Jedi- turned Sith began to make their way into the Death Star. “Can Sidious make the location of the main weapon of this thing any easier to find? I mean he’s throwing troops at us like a Hutt stores his credits, this is way too dumb even for him, there’s something else at work here.” Malachor said as he deflected several blaster bolts back at the incompetent Stormtroopers. “I agree, Sidious is only trying to slow us down, he knows these idiots can’t stop us, but he does know that this would tire us out so he can kill us all at once.” Eric said as he threw several troopers into the wall with the Force. “You say that like you’ve fought him before son.” Flynn said as he caught his lightsaber after he threw it to take down some troopers. “It’s because I have faced him before, to save three innocent kids and Echo.” Eric answered Flynn and with a hint of anger in his voice.

“Eric, focus, we’ll deal with them when the time comes, right now we need to disable that weapon to buy some more time.” Malachor said as he unleashed a current of Force Lightning making the group of troopers scream in agony. “Death Star approaching target in 20 minutes.” The P.A. system announced the time running out. “We still have time and we’re about a quarter of the way there, maybe we should keep going, does anyone have any ideas on making these troopers any easier to deal with?” Flynn asked he threw a trooper into another. “I do, and it’ll also restore some of our lost stamina in the process.” Malachor said as he stood in between the two Jedi and the squads of Stormtroopers. Malachor extended his hand, gnarled his fingers as if he was going to use Force Lightning, but a huge burst of purple energy engulfed the troopers and they all dropped onto the floor dead. “What was that?” Eric asked in awe of what he just witnessed. “That was called Death Field, it drains targets of their essence and transfers it to the user, now hold still so you two can get some energy back.” Malachor explained as a blue wave of energy left his hand and engulfed Eric and Flynn. With their stamina restored, they proceeded towards the Primary weapon. But they are met with a familiar breathing sound; Darth Vader with his lightsaber already activated. “Well, well, Sidious has a cyborg for an apprentice, and his connection to the Force is woefully lacking.” Malachor taunted with his lightsaber being held in front of him in a defensive stance. “I find your overconfidence disturbing. You don’t know the true power of the Dark Side and I still have a strong bond with it.” Vader responded as he raised his hand and forced Malachor back.

Malachor just started laughing for no apparent reason, this scared the two Jedi who stepped aside. “Where’s that coward you call Master, and I’ll show you the true power of the Dark Side.” Malachor said as his laughing fit came to an end and his eyes turned from a light brown to purple. “Malachor, you’ve been blinded by the Jedi, My Master is more of a sith than you’ll ever try to become.” Vader shot back as he began Force choking Flynn. “Picking on the unprepared combatant, how cowardly, and you call yourself a Sith, Ha. Let me show you the true power of the Dark Side.” Malachor said as the purple glow in his eyes intensified and 13 Force Spirits appeared. “You fail to comprehend my power, Skywalker, I am leagues above you, and soon this battle will be over. Now be a good pet and fetch your Master, then I might teach you what I know, that is if you survive of course.” Malachor said as the spirits disappeared and he threw Vader into a wall. Vader ran forward, but was stopped by something, Malachor was using the Force to hold Vader in place, Vader had no choice but to kneel to Malachor, then Malachor blasted Vader with Force Lightning, not enough to kill him, but enough to make him unable to move any of his cybernetic limbs. “Im-impossible, you can’t be this powerful, you’re a Jedi!” Vader said as his respirator was completely undamaged. Before he could answer, Malachor’s commlink activated. “Are you there? Hello?” A familiar female voice called out.

“Yes, why?” Malachor said as he kept his senses on high alert for Sidious. “The Star Destroyers had been cut in half, but my ship is taking massive damage, I-I don’t know h-how long- we’ve got til- Help-us.” The transmission was cut off due to the heavy fire of the Empire. “Admiral, move your newly acquired ship and help Ella, if you don’t take a guess as to what happens to Force wielders near and far away from here.” Malachor seethed, clearly angry at this sudden turn of events. “Oh, the blushing bride is about to be destroyed eh?” Sidious said with a smile. “If she dies then we’re all going too!” Malachor shouted as he vent his frustration. “You’re feelings for her are strong, the hate flows through you. Let it and strike Vader down with your hate and take your place at my side. If you do, she lives.” Sidious proposed as he was still somewhere around the area. “I don’t need to, I know she’s still alive and I know the ship has moved away, so are we going to duel, or are we just going to waste time?” Malachor asked the old man. “Fine, but you and the boy’s father fight me, while the boy duels Vader, alone.” Sidious said making Flynn cringe. “Don’t worry Father, I got this.” Eric patted his father’s shoulder and stepped up and ignited his blue lightsaber. Vader finally was able to stand and move around. “Remind me never to cross his path.” Vader said slightly shuddering as he looked at Malachor and his current master. “You and me both, I’ve never seen him like this before, and it really scares me.” Eric retorted. “Now come at me you rusty hunk of junk!” Eric exclaimed as he ran forward and clashed with Vader.

“It’s you and me, you fools.” Sidious said as he ignited his own lightsabers and leaped at Malachor, and without missing a beat blocked both blades. “Two lightsabers, now we’re talking.” Flynn said as he slashed at Sidious’ feet, but Sidious jumped before the blade could hit. The red blades clashed with the multicolored ones in repeated strikes. Even though Eric almost lost to Vader one time, he wasn’t going to get beaten twice. Focusing his tactics on the Sith Lord, he had also remembered that somehow they had to disable the primary weapon. “Maybe if I start to lead the angry hunk of junk I’m fighting towards the crystal, he’ll accidentally destroy it.” Eric thought as he looked at the glow from the kyber crystal that powered the Death Star’s main weapon. Vader then swung his lightsaber, which Eric avoided by force jumping closer towards the crystal. Vader obliviously followed the young Jedi’s plan and Eric had his back covering the crystal keeping Vader blind to what was really going on since his master was also preoccupied with two combatants. "Target in range." the P.A system announced as it was now or never. “Come on Skywalker, stop trying to hit me, and just hit me already.” Eric said trying to provoke the Sith Lord into doing something incredibly dumb, destroying the new superweapon's energy source, out of frustration. Vader growled and swung his blade in a diagonal slice, but Eric managed to jump in time to dodge it, but the Sith’s lightsaber hit the kyber crystal like how Eric intended.

Now realizing what he had done, Vader was really ticked off, he started to hit Eric’s blade hard enough for it to crack and eventually shatter, rendering him defenseless. Flynn saw his son staring at him with an expression that practically screamed “Save me Father!”, Flynn dashed right for his son and blocked Vader’s lightsaber. “Brave of you, but you disobeyed the rules of the engagement.” Vader said. “I was always a bit of a slow learner.” Flynn said as he pushed Vader’s blade away. Meanwhile, Malachor was holding his own very well. “Seems like you’re slowing down Sidious, has your age finally caught up with you?” Malachor taunted as Sidious kept hacking and slashing wildly to trip up Malachor. “You were destined to destroy me with anger, but not now for you’ve doomed yourself.” Sidious then broke from his duel with Malachor and force jumped high above while electrocuting the crystal making it shine brighter as if it were to explode soon. “We need to get out of here.” Flynn said as he helped up his son. “Agreed, Let’s go!” Malachor said as he let the two Jedi run out of the room and threw his lightsaber into the rafters and sealed Vader and Sidious behind them to buy time.

“How long will it take us to get back to the hangar?” Eric asked. “About five minutes at this speed why?” Flynn responded. “Because it seems as if we have company, let me borrow your lightsaber, I’ll cover us from behind.” Eric asked remembering his lightsaber was no longer operational. “And risk you getting to see the love of your life again, not a chance here take one of my spares.” Malachor said as he handed Eric a purple lightsaber. “Purple isn't my color, but It’ll do for now.” Eric said as he activated the lightsaber and began deflecting blaster fire from stormtroopers behind them and Agent Kallus was with them. “Don’t let them escape.” Kallus ordered his men as they continued their pursuit. After what felt like an hour of deflecting lasers, they had finally arrived at the Hangar with the ship. Flynn hopped aboard first to ignite the engines as Malachor and Eric began to cover the ship and fight off the stormtroopers. As the Wrath’s Talon began to ascend as the other two on the ground began to get aboard, but Agent Kallus got one lucky shot and struck Eric in the back with a blaster shot. The door closed and the Wrath’s Talon escaped from the doomed battle station. “Eric, stay with us we’re almost out of here, come on, hang on for me.” Flynn cried as his son was fading from life. “It’s fine, I’ll, become one, with the Force. Just give this, to Rose and tell her, I’m sorry.” Eric handed over his Mother’s pendant to Flynn as he slipped closer to death. “Not if I can help it, I can’t lose you too, I will not!” Flynn said as he tried to heal his son with the Force, and draining himself in the process. “I’m sorry Dad, but I… Want you to finish the Empire. Do it for… your family and Equestria.” Eric said on his last breath and held his hand out to Flynn, closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. “Is there anything you can do?” Flynn asked. Malachor shook his head. “I’m sorry Flynn, he’s gone, but take comfort that he would want you to be with his love to bring a new life into this galaxy, do that for him and maybe if I can find his spirit, I can guide it to the child.” Malachor said as he teared up as well. “Thanks, I’ll do that for him, but I need guidance, will you teach me Master?” Flynn asked as he kneeled at Malachor’s feet. “Rise my new apprentice, when we get back to the planet, you’ll have to erase the young female’s memory of Eric and replace it with you.” Malachor said as he covered up Eric in a black tarp.

“Yes Master, it shall be done.” Flynn said as the Death Star exploded in the background and the remainder of the Empire’s fleet was almost completely destroyed. One Star Destroyer remained with Sidious, Vader, Kallus and Tarkin who survived and exited the planet’s system through hyperspace. The high officers, Gregor, Wolffe,and Ella all had on their dress uniforms to celebrate, but also to mourn Eric’s passing. They all boarded a shuttle and went down to the planet with somber looks on their faces. “He was a good kid.” Vicarn said as he placed his hand on Flynn’s shoulder. “Thanks, that means a lot, I will keep this world, and my new child safe from those monsters, even if it costs me my life.” Flynn said as he cradled his dead son in his arms. The shuttle touched down and six troopers came out of the shuttle and stood on either side of the loading ramp. Ponies began to gather around the shuttle and look on to the occupants aboard. Roseluck perked up and saw Flynn, she thought Eric was right behind him, but she saw Flynn carrying something. Malachor walked up to Celestia and Luna. “They won’t be back anymore, but for now we must celebrate, and we must mourn the passing of a very brave Jedi, and a good friend.” Malachor said as he removed his hood to reveal his pale, clean shaven face, dark brown hair, and light brown eyes. The two sisters nodded and Rose luck was next to Flynn. “Is he?” She asked. Flynn nodded, while he opened his arms and she leapt into them sobbing loudly.

“I’m sorry about Eric, truly.” Luna said with a sad expression as everypony else looked down with sadness due to the loss of their Jedi friend. “Now we build a pyre to allow his spirit to transcend.” Flynn said but Luna spoke out. “Why not give him a graceful grave for ponies to see, It’ll be easier that way to give flowers in his remembrance.” Everypony nodded in agreement and looked at Flynn for his response. “Eric would’ve wanted to just pass on the traditional way.” Flynn said remembering his son’s attitude for the Jedi custom for funerals. “Shall we get the grave underway?” Celestia asked. “Fine, just don’t let it be too extravagant, that’s now how he would’ve wanted it.” Flynn said as he cradled Roseluck in his arms. After an hour, on a quiet little hill not too far from Ponyville, the grave of Eric Keteris was complete and awaiting the young knight’s burial. Practically everypony in town arrived wearing some black veils in respect. As a casket with the Jedi’s body covered in only a white tarp hung over the four foot deep grave. Silence filled the night with candles and flowers around the tombstone. Flynn, Wolffe, Gregor, Echo, Malachor, Ella, and Roseluck looked at the casket with sadness at the loss of a very great friend. “There is passion, yet emotion, serenity, yet peace, chaos, yet order, There is no Dark Side, nor a Light Side, there is only the Force.” Malachor said as Eric’s casket was lowered into it’s final resting place. After the casket hit the bottom, Celestia and Luna used their magic to seal the top like a door thus marking the end of Eric Keteris. After the funeral was over, everypony left for home heartbroken, especially Roseluck who was taking it pretty hard.

After everypony left the grave, midnight struck as Luna landed near the Jedi’s final resting place and activated her magic to teleport Eric out of the casket and onto the ground. “You still alive there?” She asked the seemingly lifeless body. “Yep, it’ll take more than one blaster on a piece of armor to kill me.” Eric said getting off the ground and exposed his armor had absorbed the blaster. “Now everypony thinks I’m dead?” He asked. “It seems so.” Luna responded as Eric then shook her hoof. “Thanks for everything Luna. If Obi-wan can pull this off then I should too just to get the Empire off my back.” Eric smiled in relief. “But where will you go now?” Luna asked with a questionable look. “I don’t know, but I know someplace will have what we need to live happily and construct myself a new lightsaber.” Eric responded as he hugged Luna with gratitude. “Good bye, Jedi Knight.” Luna spoke as Eric force jumped back into Ponyville and kept hidden.

Author's Note

Hello Ponies and Bronies, Obsidian here to say that the battle was hard to come up with, but at least the Star Destroyer prototype is destroyed in time. I really hope you all enjoyed my little twist because I'm that kind of person and Eric is way too cool to be killed off. Be sure to leave feedback to make this story better and thanks to Randablitz for editing.

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