1 Week Later

Taris, Quellii Oversector

Twilight Sparkle

"AAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!"

"Twi, when will they stop? He already told them everything." Spike whispered to Twilight.

They along with some Imperial officers, were watching, through a one way window, Scar Squad and Agent Loor torture General Syndulla.

Despite getting all of the information they needed, they still wanted to have a little “fun” with the Rebel that has been a thorn in the side for a while.

The Twi'lek General had cuts and bruises all over his body. His right eye was swollen, blood coming out of his mouth and nose, and some fingers and toes were cut off. Mic was having fun with Syndulla by electrocuting him.

Kreel decided enough was enough. "Alright Mic, you've had fun here. Now lets give Cham here a chance."

The Sergeant walked up to the panting Syndulla and lifted up his chin. "Alright Cham, I want to play a game. It's a game to determine your wits and your determination to survive. You win and you will be spared. You lose, then we'll make sure what's left of you is sent to your daughter."

Zuke brought up some kind of crude device.

"I'm not sure if you're familiar with this trap used by hunters in woodland areas Syndulla." Kreel said as he pointed at it. "You see, hunters usually lay this on the ground, usually covered in vegetation, sometimes even put bait over it, and once something steps on it,"

Kreel clapped his hands. "The trap closes on your leg like a Krayt Dragon."

Zuke set the device around Cham's head and put some kind of metal piece into his mouth.

"However, this is different. Call it, reversed if you will. Instead of trapping the prey, this device will pry your jaw open...permanently. Right here, is a key." Kreel said as he put the key on Cham's right hand. "You will have sixty seconds to get your hands free from its straps and use the key to unlock the device from your head."

"Twi, does that look like..."

"A bear trap. I...I can't look." Twilight said as she turned away.

"Alright, ready?" Kreel asked Misty who had his hand on a timer on the back of the bear trap.

"I'm ready."

"Annnnnnnnd-”

The blast door behind them opened revealing two Imperial officers.

One was a pale skinned man with black slick backed hair while the other was a pale skinned man with short black hair, a full beard, and wore combat armor with his helmet held under his right arm.

“Hold it. Thrawn wants him alive SCAR Squad.” The officer in the regular uniform said as SCAR Squad saluted them.

“Get that device off of him.”

“Yes sir.” Kreel said, a little disappointed, as he and Mic moved to remove the device from Cham Syndulla’s head.

Twilight and Spike let out a sigh in relief.

“Who are those two?” Spike said.

A dark-skinned male Lieutenant near them decided to answer him.

“The officer on the left is General Mosh Barris of the 50th Imperial Army and the other in the combat armor is General Zafaya Fudensko of the 93rd Imperial Army. Both of them are part of Grand Admiral Thrawn’s command.”

“Why haven’t we seen them before?” Twilight asked.

“Well, Thrawn sent the both of them to scout for potential officers, units, and ships to join his command. Barris has a habit of picking excellent officers from the academies and Fudensko was known to be loud, but inspiring. Barris was known as ‘General Zillo’ and Fudensko was known as ‘The Rancor General’ for a reason.”

“How do you know?” asked Spike.

The Lieutenant smiled. “Easy, I was one of the officers Barris handpicked out of Carida.”

Command Center, Taris, Quellii Oversector

Grand Admiral Thrawn.

Every High-ranking officer taking part in Operation Fallen Star gathered around a holotable showing the hologram of Mandalore, its defense fleet, and the many defense platforms protecting the planet. There were two captured Jovan Stations, some shipyards, and a single space station similar to Naval Station Validusia.

There were two Golan III Platforms that guarded the stations along with the bulk of the Mandalorian Defense Fleet. A single star destroyer assaulting a Golan III is near suicide, but they can be destroyed using overwhelming power.

The Mandalorian Defense Fleet consists of numerous Venators, Recusants, Lucerhulks, Munificents, Providences, Acclamators, Keldabes, and some captured Arquitens and Tartans.

For this battle, they've gathered a massive force to punch through their defenses and land their troops.

Grand Admiral Thrawn's fleet consists of two Allegiance-class Battlecruisers, ten Imperial Star Destroyers, three Victory-class Star Destroyers, three Immobilizer 418-class Interdictors, and two Strike-class Cruisers.

Grand Admiral Octavian Grant's fleet consists of twenty-three Imperial Star Destroyers, thirty-two Victory-class Star Destroyers, one Interdictor-class Star Destroyer, sixteen Lancer-class Frigates, and two Secutor-class Star Destroyers.

Admiral Terrinald Screed's fleet consists of twenty-eight Gladiator-class Star Destroyers, thirty-three Carrack-class Light Cruisers, twenty Dreadnought-class Cruisers, twelve Broadside-class Cruisers, twenty-five Strike-class Cruisers, forty Lancer-class Frigates, and twenty-seven Tartan-class Cruisers.

Grand Moff Zsinj's fleet consists of eighteen Imperial Star Destroyers, twenty-two Victory-class Star Destroyers, twenty-nine Arquitens-class Cruisers, twenty-three Lancer-class Frigates, thirty Carrack-class Cruisers, twelve Dreadnought-class Cruisers, fifteen Tartan-class Cruisers, two Immobilizer 418-class Interdictors, and one Secutor-class Star Destroyer. The rest of his fleet was left behind to guard planets and guard the Brawl which is being repaired over Dathomir.

Admiral Kohrin's fleet consists of the Enforcer, an Executor-class Super Star Destroyer, sixteen Imperial Star Destroyers, and twenty Victory-class Star Destroyers.

Admiral Llon Banjeer's fleet consists of fourteen Imperial Star Destroyers, eighteen Victory-class Star Destroyers, two Immobilizer 418-class Interdictors, fourteen Broadside-class Cruisers, and eight Lancer-class Frigates.

General Immodet commands forty-eight thousand troops along with numerous armored vehicles and thirty-three AT-ATs.

General Redd Wessel has twenty-seven thousand troops along with twenty-four AT-ATs and numerous armored vehicles at his disposal.

General Paltr Carvin brought with him thirty-three thousand troops with twenty-seven AT-ATs and many vehicles.

General Alix Balan's army consists of fifty-six thousand troops with fourty-five AT-ATs and numerous armored vehicles.

General Mosh Barris will be monitoring all special forces units and General Zafaya Fudensko will be groundside, leading Thrawn’s 87th Armored Division with General Wessel’s forces.

For a ground force this size, they've acquired Acclamators to transport the troops.

High Command, Emperor Palpatine, and Lord Vader have all approved of the plan. High Inquisitor Jerec has voiced his reason to send himself or one of his Inquisitors to assist. This was immediately shot down by Grand Admiral Thrawn who noted that he and his Inquisitors have a bad record with Imperial Officers. More often than not, they executed officers who disagree with them or show no disregard for the lives of the troops under their command and simply threw them into the fire. This has made many within the Imperial military to show a distaste to force users which would be counter-productive for this operation.

Emperor Palpatine agreed with Thrawn's reasoning and ordered Jerec to back down which he begrudgingly did.

"Reports say they've built an ion cannon to defend Mandalore from enemy warships. This could pose a huge threat to our capital ships." said General Immodet.

"Agreed, the Probe Droids will locate them for us. However, we need to disable or capture that cannon before we can start landing the Acclamators. After Syndulla's defeat near Halmad, we've captured damaged Rebel ships. The engines, armaments, and their shield generators were repaired, but many hull breaches were left unrepaired to trick the defense fleet into believing their survivors from Syndulla's fleet." Thrawn said.

"So you propose we use these ships to attack the ion cannon?" asked General Balan.

"Yes, they will carry General Wessel's and General Fudensko’s forces and carry fighters and bombers to attack the defenses around the ion cannon. It should be somewhere near Sundari according to Syndulla. General Wessel's forces will be split in two with half attacking Sundari, and the other half along with the heavy armor attack the Ion Cannon. General Immodet's forces will assist in the capture of Sundari as soon as they break through the defense fleet. General Balan and General Carvin's troops will be inserted in the Northern Hemisphere and the Southern Hemisphere to wipe out military bases in their regions.

Wessel's forces will arrive on Mandalore first, followed by my fleet and trick the defense fleet into thinking we're attacking remnants of Syndulla's fleet. They will slip through their defenses to reach the capital city and the ion cannon. Concordia according to a recent report, only has a single base. The moon can be taken with a small task force.

We will use the Interdictors to our advantage. The Ion Cannon will be used to take out the priority targets, namely the Golan Platforms and any capital ships remaining.

For the defense platforms, they must be captured, but of course, destroyed if they become too much of a threat. It is essential however that we recapture the stations. Boarding Parties led by Storm Commandos and Death Troopers should suffice. Admiral Kohrin will coordinate with the boarding parties.”

"Sounds reasonable, but I feel like there's more to this." said General Wessel.

"Indeed there is. The clans of Mandalore are constantly at each other's throats but there is one clan represented by one man that holds them together."

Thrawn pushed some buttons before the hologram of Mandalore turned into a hologram of a man.

"This is Councilman Alrich Wren. He represents the Clan Wren and the sole reason why the Pro-Rebellion clans and the former Pro-Imperial clans are together. Being the father of Sabine Wren who united the clans and killed Governor Gar Saxon, he has a lot of influence. Kill him, and the Pro-Imperial clans will begin to lose hope in the Rebels and start fighting the Pro-Rebellion clans. For that, I have instructed a squad from my forces, SCAR Squad, to hunt down Councilman Wren."

There was silence for a moment.

"I've seen those two purple abominations always around them. Please do not tell me you expect those two to be on the mission as well?" asked General Immodet.

Thrawn glared at the General. "Those two will indeed be a part of it. Their skills will be of value for this mission. I've seen your records and your xenophobic tendencies are no secret General. If you ever so much endanger this mission or even harm those two, I will have you sent to Imperial Center for a court-martial like I did to General Harveel." said Thrawn.

Immodet in return, glared at the Grand Admiral. "You would not dare."

"Oh I dare General. Remember who has the Emperor's ears. Your influence on the Emperor is nothing but a grain of sand compared to mine."

Immodet muttered to himself before answering Thrawn. "Fine, I won't touch them. If you weren't around, I would've thrown them into an escape pod and launched it into a star."

I've already threatened to do that twice to them. Thrawn thought.

"By all that is holy, do you seriously buy into that bullshit COMPNOR has been spewing Immodet?" asked General Carvin.

"I'm actually surprised someone of your level would buy into it." said General Balan.

"And many things they said are actually true!" responded Immodet.

"Doesn't mean it's right." said Admiral Banjeer.

"Gentleman, I believe we're getting off topic." said Admiral Kohrin.

Admiral Screed meanwhile, leaned in to whisper to Grand Admiral Grant. "They kind of bicker like Grand Admirals Pitta and Batch don't you think?"

Grant snickered. "Oh yeah. I remembered that time during a dinner they were arguing with each other, Miltin was high from spice and staring into space, Thrawn slipped out of the chaos to go to a nearby art museum, and Josef, Osvald, Rufaan, Nial, and I were making bets to see if they would throw any punches. I think Afsheen excused himself to get away from us idiots, Isin was worried the Emperor would walk in any moment, and Peccati tried to mediate before giving up and started making bets with us. Good times, good times."

The room became silent before Thrawn continued. "Now that we've stopped bickering like children, the probe droids will be inserted into Mandalore where they will locate all points of interest. Once the ion cannon has been located, Operation Fallen Star is a go. Now, are there any questions?"

He was met with only silence.

"Very well. This will be an important day for the Empire. Win this, and not only will you bring glory to the Empire and wipe out the Rebels from this sector, but you will all be celebrated as heroes. Lets make this count."

Shooting Range, Taris, Quellii Oversector

Twilight Sparkle

Within the shooting range of the Grand Moff Zsinj's palace, Twilight and Spike were practicing with their new weapons. Twilight seemed to prefer the DH-17 Blaster Pistol for its light weight. She decided to take two in case she "lost" one.

Spike however opted for the T-21 Heavy Blaster due to the massive damage it can cause compared to other blasters.

Like other non-Humans under Thrawn's command, they wore black armor with the emblem of his command on the right breast plate. Spike's, as usual, covered only the torso, waist, and his groin region. Twilight's armor covered her entire body aside from her head and like Spike, decided to not where a helmet.

Nearby, SCAR Squad was watching them practicing shooting holograms of Rebel troops and Mandalorian Commandos. Twilight was clearly the better marksman of the two as she's taken down more Mandalorians via neckshots.

Spike mowed down the Rebel troops easily, but he had a hard time hitting the necks of the Mandalorians. Torso shots only knocked them back, but didn't kill them. He figured he can keep knocking them down with his T-21 to annoy them and throw them off their focus. Occasionally, he would get some neckshots and even some headshots. Because of the power of the T-21, the Mandalorian's heads were pushed back either killing them, or paralyzing them.

"Alright, that's enough. We need to get ready for the operation. You two aren't quiet Spec Ops material, at least not yet, but good enough for now. Remember, don't get cocky just because the Grand Admiral chose you two to join us. Twilight's um, magic, will be beneficial in getting Councilman Wren. He's guarded by some of the best Commandos, but I don't think they'll be expecting some magic to be on our side." said Kreel.

"And what about me? Why was I chosen?" asked Spike.

"The Grand Admiral didn't think it would be wise to separate you two. Besides, we need another heavy weapons guy. Poor Zuke has been a priority target too many times in our missions." responded Mic.

"So I'm basically a meatshield then?"

"No not really, but we certainly do need some extra firepower to take on Mandalorians in their own turf." said Aero.

"Oi, we need to get on the Ryloth. We don't want to be late for the mission." said Misty. "We're lucky its General Wessel's forces we're tagging along with. I couldn't imagine what General Immodet would do to Sparky and Spiky."

"Huh?" said a confused Twilight. "What's with the nicknames?"

"Well, we voted and decided to give you two some nicknames last night if you wouldn't mind." said Zuke.

"Can...Can we not call me Spiky? I think Spike's just fine." said the dragon.

"Um, sure. Whatever you say big guy." said Cav.

Spike sighed before walking out the room.

"What's wrong with Spike?" asked Mic.

Twilight rubbed her temple. "It's a personal thing. It reminds him of some bad memories."

"Ah, okay. Didn't mean to make the fella sad." said Aero.

"Okay, we're done? We gotta get to the IDT. Wouldn't want to delay the mission because of our tardiness." said Mic. "Ayo let's go. Chop chop."

"Alright alright we're going mom." said Aero as he along everyone else walked towards the door.

"You forgot your lunch sweetie."

"Oh please, fuck off."

Mandalore

Ghost

Hera Syndulla

Hera sat on the cockpit of her beloved ship which was docked on one of the space stations. She watched as the predicted meteor shower race past her and the defense fleet into the planet's atmosphere. In less than an hour, they were to escort the Black Asp to the Home Fleet where Command will decide what to do with the Interdictor.

She was deeply worried, there was no word of her father nor the remnants of his fleet after Halmad. It was an utter massacre. Despite her warnings to Rebel Command to avoid Thrawn in battle at all costs, they felt eliminating someone of his caliber was top priority. Unfortunately, the only person she believed had a chance to defeat Thrawn, was in command of the Home Fleet and they couldn't risk losing their most experienced commander.

They were committed to defeat Thrawn and it costed them. They were lucky the Black Asp and its crew was there to bail them out. Never before had the Rebels captured or had an Interdictor defect to them.

"Hey Hera." She looked behind her to see one of the last surviving clones standing at the doorway of the cockpit.

"Oh hey Rex. Everything alright?"

"Yeah, mostly. Zeb's sleeping but Sabine locked herself in her room."

"Give her time. The only family she has left is her father. She wanted to stay and protect him but he denied it and felt she's safer with us."

"Yeah I can see why. He has a huge target on his back. I'd do the same thing." said Rex as he took a seat. "So, meteor shower eh?"

"It was predicted. Wish we were groundside to watch it though. Kanan and Ezra would've loved it." Hera said as she stared at the wall. A few years back, she etched on the wall, For Kanan and Ezra, to remind herself what they're fighting for.

"Hey, what's done is done. They wanted us to move on and are probably in a better place now."

"Yeah. I guess you're right." Hera said.

The two laid back as they watched the meteorites pass their ship.

Mandalore

Near Sundari

The probe droid watched Sundari from a distance during the night. It won't be long before the sun rises so they need to be quick. They had the city on lockdown with defense placements everywhere. However, unlike the other probe droids sent to scout for military bases, this one in particular was to find the ion cannon near Sundari and report the forces defending it.

Among the many Rebel and Mandalorian troops, there were two captured AT-ATs, four AT-TEs, eight AT-STs, and three Rebel T3-B Heavy attack tanks defending it. Normally this would be a problem for their ground forces, which is why air superiority is critical for the 1st wave. All of the fighters were on the ground in neat lines, perfect targets for their TIEs and their tanks are perfect targets for their bombers and the captured Rebel ships. Troops are either sitting in trenches, on patrol, or socializing without a care in the world. After three failed attempts to retake Mandalore, they have every reason to be overconfident. However, the probe droids could see the officers were more serious and some seemed nervous. They're all probably still recovering from the news of Syndulla's defeat.

Every other probe droid relayed a signal back to Taris indicating they're completed their objectives. Finally, the probe droid scouting the ion cannon sent a signal.

Operation Fallen Star has begun.

Taris, Quellii Oversector

ISD Admonitor

Grand Admiral Thrawn

Thrawn watched from behind a crewman as feed from the probe droids start streaming in. The crewman turned his head to look at the Grand Admiral.

"Sir, all targets have been located and mark."

"Good, begin operation."

"Yes sir." The crewman adjusted the mic attached to his earphones. "All units, the star has fallen. I repeat, the star has fallen.”

Taris, Quellii Oversector

MC80 Ryloth

Twilight Sparkle

Twilight, Spike, and Scar Squad sat near an IDT, watching as the other soldiers of General Wessel's Army got ready. The alicorn and the dragon were still a little nervous around their new friends, especially after watching the interrogation.

Misty was tinkering with his sniper rifle, Mic was playing some kind of game in his datapad, and the rest were playing a card game inside the IDT.

The ship shook indicating they've entered hyperspace.

"Lets go lets go. Move your lazy asses. Get your shit and go to your indicated transports now!" Twilight saw an Imperial Captain getting soldiers up and ready. His loud voice resonated throughout the hanger that was filled with Imperial Dropship Transports, Sentinel-class Landing Crafts, and Lambda-class Shuttles.

"Fuck, I quit." They heard Aero said as he threw his cards into the floor of the IDT.

"Heh, better luck next time flyboy." said Cav.

"Yeah yeah whatever you Gungan lookin as bitch." Aero said as he stepped off the IDT.

He walked up behind an unsuspecting Mic who was sitting crisscrossed, eyes glued to the datapad.

Aero then started pushing the screen on random areas.

"The fuck, fuck off Aero." Mic.

Mic froze when he heard the sound of electricity followed by screams and the splashing of blood.

"Fatality!"

"You fucking dick!" Mic said as he got up and chased after a laughing Aero.

Twilight and Spike watched as they ran through the crowds of stormtroopers and officers, some were smiling at their antics, others look at them with disapproval.

"Hard to believe these are the ruthless guys that tortured Syndulla." Spike said.

They stayed silent as they watched the Imperials prepare for battle.

"Say Twi, what happens after this war is over? Do you think the Celestial Alliance can withstand the Empire? What happens if we win? What about everypony we know? What happens to them?" Spike asked.

Twilight shook her head. "I don't know right now. We'll come up with something along the way. For now though, we watch each other's backs like we used to okay? I promise Spike, things will get better for us here."

None of the Imperials paid attention as the two hugged each other in comfort.

En route to Mandalore

ISD Admonitor

Grand Admiral Thrawn

Everything's set and on time just as he planned. Thrawn stood near the holotable with General Mohc, General Mosh Barris, and Captain Dagon Niriz.

Captain Niriz used the holotable to show some ship designs while holding his datapad.

"So sir, what do you think about the Imperial Mark IV? It comes as highly suggested by Grand Admiral Teshik."

"An impressive design. It would seem Teshik has taken a look into my notes. I agree with the design, KDY needs to start building them as soon as possible."

"Very well sir." Niriz said as he tapped on the screen of his datapad. "Next up is the Nemesis-class Super Star Destroyer."

The hologram turned into a winged, dagger shaped warship.

"Hmmm, so the designers have finally realized the need of anti-starfighter weaponry. Cheaper and smaller than the Executors. I approve."

"Alrighty then." Niriz said as he typed down what Thrawn said. "Next up is the Decimation-class Super Star Destroyer."

Thrawn frowned as he saw the hologram of SSD similar to the Executors, but with the middle front section removed for a second hanger bay.

"Denied. It may be cheaper, but despite the second hanger bay, it still carries less fighters and less armanents. On top of all that, it also lacks any anti-starfighter weaponry."

"Well, the only one to agree with the Decimation design was Grand Admiral Ishin-Il-Raz. Not even the Emperor like the design, noting it as a waste of resources. Alright, finally, we have here is the Warlock-class Star Destroyer."

Thrawn actually smiled when he saw the design of an enlarged Star Destroyer with the middle front section removed for a planetary-scale ion cannon.

"Designed to neutralize capital ships for the escorts to finish off and has sufficient defenses to defend itself from other warships and starfighters. The one flaw however is all weaponry will be shut down when the Ion Cannon fires which is essential the Warlock has escorts at all times. I believe this design here will be a game changer against not just the Rebellion, but the Celestial Alliance as well. I approve. This ship needs to be the second in KDY's priority list, above the Nemesis design but below the Imperial Mark IV."

"Then it is unanimous. Every Grand Admiral along with Lord Vader and the Emperor have approved of the design.”

“Tell me Captain Niriz, what is the status of our territory?”

“Well sir, according to Admiral Parck, recruitment among the non-Humans are very high, and we’ve begun to reactivating Z-95s, ARC-170s, V-Wings, ETA-2s, V-19s, for the planetary defense forces. All construction of Planetary Ion Cannons and Hypervelocity Guns have been activated. Trade is still flourishing and slaves are arriving by the thousands every day.”

“Do the slave handlers suspect anything when they delivered them?”

“Negative sir. Admiral Parck made sure all slaves are freed after the handlers have left. About ten thousand slaves from Jabiim arrived along with Wookiees, Twi’leks, Quarrens, Nosaurians, Talz, but the ones giving the most trouble are the Mon Calamari slaves. Apparently, they’re divided because their homeworld has become the HQ for the Rebel Alliance.”

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I believe we are close to Mandalore now." said General Barris.

Thrawn sighed. "Very well, we can continue later Captain Niriz. Let’s get to work gentleman."

Mandalore, Quellii Oversector

Admiral Fal'Rikool

Lucerhulk-class Battleship Empire's Fear

"And you are sure of it Captain?" Admiral Fal'Rikool said as he sat down on his command chair. In front of him was a screen showing a group of battered Rebel ships that appeared out of hyperspace. Next to him is the Empire's Fear's Captain.

Admiral Fal'Rikool, an Elomin male, started off as a pirate hunter, using a modified freighter to hunt pirates in the Outer Rim. His reign came to an end when one of the supposed pirate ships he destroyed was actually an ISB Covert ship. Later on, he was cornered by a small task force of Arquitens and they captured him and his crew. Luckily, the Arquitens they were on was ambushed by a Rebel task force and they freed him. He was told they're searching for experienced officers and he gladly joined them.

So far, it's been a breeze for them. None of the Imperial Commanders that challenged the Mandalore Defense Fleet were tactically competent luckily. They simply charged their fleets into the defenses expecting their ships to wipe out the Rebels. None of their ships even reached the Golan Platforms. All he had to do was sit back and watch his fleet tear the Imperial fleets apart. Only someone brain dead had to lose to these fleet commanders.

"Yes sir. The MC80 Command Cruiser has been identified as the Ryloth, General Syndulla's flagship." She said.

The Elomin looked at the ships closely. According to General Hera Syndulla, Cham Syndulla's flagship and a significant part of his fleet were badly damaged by an explosion in a nearby nebula. The Rebel Admiral came to the conclusion that while Hera Syndulla and others escaped, Cham Syndulla was able to get his group of survivors out of the system and jumped to random locations to throw off his pursuers. It would explain why it took so long for him to show up.

"Any attempts to contact?" He asked.

"Yes sir, but we've received no response. Fighters who made a flyby reported that their Communications Arrays have been damaged. Curiously, all of their hangers have been sealed. Something's not right here."

The Admiral brushed it off. "Everything Cham does, it's for a reason. I trust him."

"Sir, ships coming out of hyperspace!" A Duro yelled.

Behind Syndulla's fleet came an Imperial fleet consisting of two Allegiance-class Battlecruisers, ten Imperial Star Destroyers, three Immobilizer 418-class Interdictors, three Victory-class Star Destroyers, and two Strike-class Cruisers.

"Put the fleet on Red Alert. Launch all fighters."

"Sir, according to the report from General Hera Syndulla, that fleet is Grand Admiral Thrawn's personal squadron. One of the Star Destroyers has been identified as the Admonitor." The Captain said.

"Mark that ship. We have our target. I want all ships to converge on the Imperial fleet. Today, we end one of the Emperor's chosen ones."

"But sir, we will be beyond the range of the Golan platforms."

"We have them outnumbered and outgunned. Our fleet is more than enough to take them out."

Fal’Rikool watched as Syndulla's ships sped up, trying to get away from the Imperial fleet. Meanwhile, Thrawn's fleet took potshots at Syndulla's fleet, a few shots landed, but the majority went wide.

The Ryloth and Syndulla's fleet passed them while the Imperial fleet turned around, seemingly recognizing the futility of chasing them.

"Sir, I strongly advise we pull the fleet back into range of the Golan platforms and the Ion Cannon sir."

"Negative Captain, if we defeat one of the Empire's Grand Admirals here and now, we will deal a severe blow to them and teach them to never touch Mandalore again."

"But sir-"

"Sir! Ships coming out of hyperspace!" The Duro from before yelled.

In front of Thrawn's fleet, Imperial ships of different variants appeared out of hyperspace.

10...40...80...130...190... Fal'Rikool thought. By the force, it's an armada.

Finally, one ship appeared that scared the Rebels to the core.

"Force help us, it's a Super Star Destroyer." The Captain said covering her mouth. "Order sir?" She said as she looked at the Elomin.

Fal'Rikool's face was pale. "Re-retreat. Pull all ships back to the Golan platforms."

The Imperial ships all opened fire on the Rebels. A Venator's core detonated after falling prey to the concussion missile barrage of two Victorys, a Providence broke in half after falling victim to two Star Destroyers and three Gladiators, and three Munificents were demolished by the turbolaser batteries of the Super Star Destroyer.

They haven't even completely turned around yet and the Imperials have already claimed their first kills.

In the midst of all this, Admiral Fal'Rikool completely forgot about Syndulla's ships which were nowhere in sight.

In atmosphere of Mandalore

MC80 Ryloth

General Redd Wessel

All General Wessel could see was clouds as his fleet descended to the surface. From what he's heard so far, everything's going well. The defense fleet is in full retreat towards their defense platforms, a task force of one Imperial Star Destroyer, three Victorys, two Arquitens, and two Acclamators broke off to assault Concordia. The Rebels don't seem to suspect a thing, letting his fleet pass unmolested.

At first, he was afraid the damaged Rebel ships would fall apart or get discovered. The ships were in no shape to fight a naval battle, but they have enough turbolaser batteries to provide fire support and the majority of the hangars were intact.

"Sir, we're breaking cloud cover." An officer manning a computer said.

"Good, alert all units to stand by." Wessel ordered.

Just like what the reports said, Mandalore was full of empty deserts. In front of them however, laid the domed capital city of Mandalore, Sundari. Near the city was the unmistakable shape of a V-150 Planet Defender, a planetary ion cannon. Wessel could see the cannon was surrounded by defenses, but his mind quickly turned to the ships docked with Sundari.

"Sir, scanners have found two MC80s, one Venator, two Munificents, one Acclamator, four Nebulon-B2s, numerous GR-75s, and eight CR90 Corvettes docked on Sundari with another two CR90s hanging above the city."

"This'll be a problem if we ignore them. Position all ships to surround the city. At my mark, fire all turbolaser batteries on the ships and the city's defense turrets. Split our bomber formations, one will target the ships, while the others will soften defenses around the ion cannon. Fighters will maintain air superiority and target any hostile fighters and provide fire support for our ground forces when needed. Escort ships will guard the capital ships while we unload the ground forces." Wessel said.

"Yes sir."

For the next several minutes, Wessel's fleet positioned themselves around the city, waiting for the General's order to fire. Wessel then noticed the fleet was getting a lot of attention from the locals. He could see crowds of people watching the damaged Rebel fleet from the landing pads. Unlike many Imperial commanders, Wessel did not want to fire upon the civilians as they're too close to their targets. However, he would have no choice. If they choose to stay and put themselves in danger, then that's their choice.

"Open fire. Launch all fighters and bombers. Put all IDTs on standby."

The turbolasers of Wessel's fleet fired with ferocity. As expected, the ships did not have their shields up to block the incoming fire. One by one, the ships were set on fire and fell from their docking platforms onto the sands of Mandalore. Wessel winced as he saw a Venator hit two landing platforms full of civilians as it went down.

The personal on the defense batteries of Sundari were still in shock as the TIE Bombers, Fighters, and Interceptors started taking them out one by one. Fires from the destroyed platforms and the defense batteries littered all over the dome of Sundari.

Lieutenant Zel "Lucky" Caroon

TIE/LN "Corellian Gambler"

Delta 13

Skies above Sundari, Mandalore

Lucky banked right and dived in his TIE Fighter. A few batteries were still active and gave the Bombers some trouble. He had his sights on an AA Battery. The turret was looking away from him and was firing at a Bomber formation heading towards the Ion Cannon.

The Imperial pilot from Corellia let out a stream of green lasers and watched as the turret exploded in a fireball. He pulled up to rejoin his wingman.

"All AA Batteries eliminated. Sundari Task Force, launch immediately and land on the platforms. Fighters maintain air superiority and assist the bombers in taking out the Ion Cannon's defenses."

"Delta Squadron, take out the bogeys near the Ion Cannon before they take off."

Everyone from Delta Squadron responded to their squadron leader with a yes sir.

The TIE Fighter Squadron flew ahead of a flight of TIE Bombers and a trio of TIE Punishers along with a squadron of TIE Interceptors.

Lucky could see the defenses that surrounded the Ion Cannon. The fact that they haven't been fired upon means they're still scrambling from the surprise attack. Not even their fighters have gotten off the ground.

Trenches, bunkers, and E-Web nests were all ready to repel a ground assault. However, Lucky didn't know if they were confident in their defense fleet or not, their heavy tanks and their starfighters were in the back in neat rows.

Perfect targets for them.

"Delta Squadron. Target the fighters first. Dive dive dive!" The Squadron leader said.

One by one, the TIEs banked right and dived for the parked fighters.

On the ground, the Rebels heard the infamous roar of the TIEs and scrambled for cover.

Lucky and a wingman picked out a line of Fang Fighters and fired a barrage of green bolts. One by one, the fighters exploded, denying the Rebels a chance to regain air superiority.

They pulled up as the Rebels returned fire.

It was then did the Bombers swooped in for a devastating blow. He whistled as he saw masses of Proton Bombs were dropped on the Rebels. Not even the captured AT-ATs survived the onslaught.

"All units be advised, Rebels fighters are launching from Sundari. Keep them away from the transports at all costs."

Lucky saw what could only be described as a horde of X-Wings, A-Wings, Y-Wings, and Fang Fighters coming from Sundari. He saw two X-Wings chase after the TIE Punishers.

"Damn, keep those blasted Rebels away from the bombers!" The Squadron leaders ordered.

"Roger, Delta Thirteen going in." He said as he dived towards the two X-Wings.

Sundari, Mandalore

Twilight Sparkle

Twilight fired her pistol, trying to kill the last Mandalorian Commando who was hiding behind some crates. The fight on the landing pad was short for SCAR Squad. Only a few Rebels and Mandalorian Commandos opposed them.

Spike seemed to do better than her, blasting a Rebel's head into pieces with his Heavy Blaster but Twilight had no such luck.

Her blaster pistols cannot pen the Mandalorian armors.

"Enough of this!" Twilight used her magic to lift up the crates the Commando was hiding behind.

Everyone stopped firing, including the Commando that looked up in confusion at his cover which is now floating.

Twilight threw the crates down upon the Commando, crushing him.

The Alicorn walked up to the groaning Commando and fired at his neck.

"Damn, I think you've better off using your magic Sparky." Mic said.

"I prefer to keep my magic usage to a minimal. Don't want anyone, Imperial or Rebel, get any bright ideas." She said.

Twilight heard a vehicle moving and looked behind her. Aero drove up on a hovercraft carrying the rest of the squad and Spike.

"Get onboard laddies. We're going on an adventure." said Aero.

Twilight could tell Mic was smiling as they climbed aboard.

Aero drove the hovercraft into the city. Civilians were still panicking and military personal were rushing to repel the Imperials.

Some civilians saw the hovercraft full of Stormtroopers and pointed at them, trying to alert the Rebels. However, in the midst of the confusion, many soldiers didn't hear and were busy trying to calm down the panicking populace.

Up ahead of them, they saw a hovercraft full of Rebel soldiers heading straight towards them.

"Top of the mornin laddies!" Aero shouted to them while passing by as Mic and Aero waved at them.

The Rebels instantly turned around to give chase. The two sides exchanged fire.

"Damn Mic, we rolled up on the wrong neighborhood." Aero said as he ignored the bolts that whizzed past his head.

"Do you even know where you're going?" Spike yelled as he blasted a Rebel off the hovercraft.

"Of course I do. Just...give me time. I'll find a way." Aero said as he turned right.

"You fucking dolt. You were suppose to make a left!" Mic said.

"I know where I'm fucking going! That's the store you and I went last time when we were searching for the last Commander Doom figurine."

"We're not here for a sightseeing tour! Sundari has at least five of the same stores! Make a left here so we can get back on track."

"Have it your way Mom!" Aero yelled.

Twilight did her best to ignore their arguments and continued to fire at the driver of the hovercraft.

She must've gotten lucky as the driver slumped backwards and the hovercraft rammed into a building.

"Well lets hope we can get back on track before Wren escapes. Nice shot by the way Twi." Kreel said.

She blushed at his praise but at the same time, she was quite surprised at the amount of patience he was showing to Mic and Aero.

Space Battle over Mandalore

Grand Admiral Thrawn

ISD Admonitor

From the Second Line, Thrawn watched as Banjeer's, Screed's, Zsinj's and Kohrin's fleets engage the Mandalorian Defense Fleet.

The Grand Admiral frowned as he watched a Keldabe ram one of Banjeer's Star Destroyers, destroying the both of them.

He then sighed as he watched a burning Victory ram a Lucerhulk, causing a magnificent explosion.

Even with an Executor, they were being slowed down. They just need to destroy the Golans for the Acclamators to break through and land the troops.

"Sir, the Allecto's shield are at fifteen percent. Should we break formation to assist?" Niriz asked.

Banjeer's flagship. Thrawn thought as he continued to watch the battle from the viewport.

"Order the Second Line to break holding pattern and reinforce the First Line. Alert the transports to get ready. Maneuver the Admonitor in front of the Allecto."

"Sir?" said the confused Captain.

"We're going to perform a Marg Sable Maneuver. I believe you've heard of it?" Thrawn asked.

"Of...of course sir. It's just a tactic not discussed much in the academies but I'm familiar with it."

Thrawn sighed. "Figures. Looks like I'll have to talk to the Emperor about the training in the academies. Since you're familiar with it, then proceed. The rest of our squadron will be right behind us to take out the targets."

"Yes sir."

He watched from the holotable as his squadron rushed to the frontlines. Banjeer's, Screed's and Kohrin's fleets have taken a beating with some Star Destroyers knocked out of the battle. The enemy fleet has suffered the most losses however including three of their Lucerhulks. The remainder of their fleet has stayed within range of the Golan III platforms. Not even their bombers could make it through their defense line.

Thrawn saw some Star Destroyers break formation and retreat back to the Transports to lick their wounds. Every capital ship lost makes things harder for them to break through.

As the Admonitor passed the Allecto, the ISD maneuvered to present the underbelly of the ship to the enemy whist covering the wounded Allecto from enemy fire.

"Divert all power to shields. Squadron, take out all ships firing at us."

The ship shook as the hostiles targeting the Allecto diverted their attention to the new foe. From the holotable, Thrawn could see the rest of his fleet along with their bomber squadrons move in for the kill.

He smiled as he saw the bombers shred through the enemy ships while his fleet fired their turbolasers, giving no quarter to the enemy.

"What is the status of the shields?" He asked.

"Shields have dropped to fifty-two percent. In exchange, our little stunt took out four CR90 Corvettes, three Nebulons, five Munificents, two Venators, and two Providences. Quite a catch sir." answered Niriz.

"Indeed it was." His holotable beeped before it showed the hologram of Admiral Banjeer.

"Thank you Grand Admiral, we weren't going to last much longer." said the Admiral.

"No thanks are needed Admiral. Pull your ship back, we need to break through now."

Thrawn watched as his beloved flagship tear a Munificent to pieces. His eyes darted back and forth between the Golan III platform before them and the Lucerhulk hanging beside it.

Definitely the flagship. The Chiss thought.

“Get me General Fudensko”

General Zafaya Fudensko

Near Planetary Ion Cannon

Mandalore

Fudensko chuckled as he watched the AT-ATs of the 87th Armored Division, the “Vicious Stampede”, pick off the retreating Mandalorians and Rebels from the AT-AT “Planetshaker”.

He heard his coms beeped and took it out from his pocket. Standing on his right hand, was the hologram of Grand Admiral Thrawn.

“General Fudensko, I require a status report.”

“The Rebels are on the run and their defenses around Sundari and the Ion Cannon are falling. Some Storm Commandos and Death Troopers went ahead to take control of the Ion Cannon.”

“Good job. Try to take prisoners this time Zafaya.”

“Heh, fine.” Fudensko said as the hologram cut out.

“Put me on the loudspeaker.” He said to the AT-AT’s driver.

“Yes sir.”

Fudensko adjusted the mic attached to his helmet before he made his announcement.

“All units. Hold your fire!”

The Imperials complied while the Rebels froze in confusion.

“Attention Rebels, this is General Fudensko and before you stands the men and women of the 87th Armored Division, the Vicious Stampede. Your fleet is finished and there is no help coming to your aid. Surrender now, and you have my word you will all be spared.”

He saw one Rebel take out a rocket launcher and fired at his AT-AT. Unfortunately for the Rebel, the rocket didn’t even leave a scratch on the behemoth. In retaliation, the AT-AT fired its cannon at the offending Rebel and obliterated him.

“Any others want to take their chances?” Fudensko said.

Immediately, he saw Rebels and Mandalorians slowly come out of their defensive positions with their hands up. However, he knew the Rebels defending the Ion Cannon control room didn’t hear his announcement.

Sergeant Gril "Joker" Randof

Ion Cannon Tunnels

Storm Commando

Joker ducked behind a crate just in time as a wave of blaster bolts flew past his head. To his right, his friend Sergeant Teedon "Tee" Doric fired his E-11D blaster at the Rebels guarding the door to the control room.

"Why are we always the only ones doing this shit?" Joker yelled as he got up and fired his CR-2 Heavy Blaster Pistol. Two Rebels, a male and a female, took the full brunt to their faces.

"Better question, where the fuck is everyone else?" Tee said as he threw a Thermal Detonator.

"Get out get out get out!" They heard yelling before an explosion threw three Rebels out of their cover.

Seeing only dead bodies, the two advanced with their weapons drawn until they were in front of the door.

"I guess this is what we get for putting a pink paint bomb in one of the toilets in the Admonitor." Tee said.

"Yeah no kidding. Think you could get this door open?"

"Heh, child's play for me. You keep watch."

Joker did just that, but searched the bodies as well for anything useful. In a female body, he found a picture of the woman in an Imperial Technician's uniform in front of a window showing Coruscant and its defense fleet.

"Traitor." He sneered as he fired his blaster on the woman's face until it was nothing but smoldering pieces of flesh.

"Oi, I'm almost done. Get ready." He heard Tee say.

Joker posted up near the door with a Flash Grenade ready.

After a few seconds of waiting, the door opened and Joker threw the Flash Grenade inside. He heard shouting inside before there was a loud bang.

The two Storm Commandos rushed in, gunning down the dazed technicians and officers inside.

One officer rushed Joker with a knife and tried to swipe him on his neck. He leaned back and grabbed the officer's arm as it missed, followed by firing his blaster at the officer's stomach with his right hand.

The officer groaned before Joker pushed him to the floor. He finished him off by stomping on his face until it was nothing but mush.

"Fuck, I think I got some brain tissue on my boots." He said as he inspected his bloodied boot.

Tee ignored him and looked at the monitors around the room.

"They're mostly intact. I'll contact the General to send in the technicians."

Twilight Sparkle

Sundari Royal Palace

Mandalore

Twilight peered around the corner and watched SCAR Squad decimate the hostiles in front of them. Spike joined in by providing suppressing fire, downing a Rebel and a Mandalorian.

Not wanting to be left out, she got out of her cover and fired her blaster, hitting a Rebel on the head and another on the back as he tried to run away.

"Clear! Nice shot Sparky." Kreel said.

Her eyes went to the black scorch mark on the Sergeant's shoulder.

"Don't worry about it. I'm not hurt. We need to move before Wren escapes."

They advanced quickly but cautiously down the hallway.

She saw movement and fired her blaster, striking an individual on the back of their head as they tried to flee.

"Watch your fire, you just killed a civie." Kreel said.

Twilight glanced to the now dead person in brown robes and let out a sigh.

"A servant. Don't worry about it. Nothing we could do now." said Zuke as they advanced through the hallway.

Her mind wondered to the servant she killed. If there's anything she learned about war prior to her exile was that there will always be civilian casualties.

Grand Admiral Thrawn

ISD Admonitor

Above Mandalore

All that stands between them and Mandalore was the two Golan III platform and the multiple ships staying within its range. Destroy them, and they have a clear shot to Sundari, but any and all advances were met by concentrated fire. Screed's already lost two Strike Cruisers, Banjeer lost one Victory, and Kohrin lost a Star Destroyer. Thrawn's, Grant's, and Zsinj's forces are mostly intact, aside from one of Zsinj's ISDs falling prey to a suicide run from a Keldabe, and the Enforcer's shields are down to thirty-four percent.

"Status of the Ion Cannon?" Thrawn asked Niriz.

"Technicians say its ready to fire."

"Tell them to fire at the Lucerhulk first. Have all bomber squadrons at the ready."

"Yes sir."

On the holotable, Thrawn watched the every bomber squadron form up in preparation for an attack on the last Lucerhulk. Fighter squadrons were still spread out everywhere, keeping the Rebel fighters busy while protecting the Imperial ships from Y-Wing bombers. The Imperial Fleet however were stuck in a slugging fest with the Rebel fleet. It appears to Thrawn that the Rebel Commander wasn't concerned with their losses, only on how much damage they could inflict. As for the Imperial Commanders, damaged ships were pulled back to the Interdictors as soon as possible. That number thus far totaled eight Imperial Star Destroyers, three Victory-class Star Destroyers, six Arquitens-class Cruisers, one Strike-class Cruiser, and one Lancer-class Frigate.

They're focusing mostly on capital ships to deal the most damage to the Empire. The populace wouldn't bat an eye at the loss of an Arquitens or a Lancer, but a Star Destroyer would be a massive propaganda boost for the Rebels. However, this will be their downfall. The Commander must be confident in their Planetary Ion Cannon. Unless... Thrawn thought before his eyes shifted to the Enforcer. They must be waiting for the Ion Cannon to be online to target the Enforcer and then concentrate all fire on it, namely the bridge tower. Even with the fall of Mandalore, the loss of a Super Star Destroyer would cause many more planets to break away and join the Rebellion. Same could be said for any Commanders here. I hate to say it, but the loss of two Grand Admirals and a Grand Moff would eclipse everything else. Fortunately for Zsinj, Grant, and I, an SSD is easier to hit by a Planetary Ion Cannon than an ISD, especially if many ships are blocking them.

Thrawn looked at the hologram of the Lucerhulk.

Unfortunately for them, they've already lost that advantage.

Mandalore, Quellii Oversector

Admiral Fal'Rikool

Lucerhulk-class Battleship Empire's Fear

"Where's the damn Ion Cannon? I want that Super Star Destroyer down now!"

Fa'Rikool could barely contain his anger. His initial plan was to have the Ion Cannon disable the SSD followed by every ship and starfighter concentrate all fire on it until it's a burning hulk. He had Y-Wing Squadrons sent to take out the Admonitor and hopefully kill the Grand Admiral, but it was foiled when they were all wiped out by squadrons from the infamous 181st.

"Sir they're not responding. Sundari has reported to be under attack by Imperial forces as well." Said a female Twi'lek manning a computer.

"What? How did they get through!" The Admiral yelled.

"Reports say they came from Syndulla's ships." said a male Duro.

Fa'Rikool froze.

That means they got Cham. I should've listened to Hera when she said she doesn't believe anyone else escaped. He thought.

"Ion Cannon firing!" Someone yelled.

The Lucerhulk shook before systems began to fail. Everywhere, crewmembers panicked as they tried to get any systems, whether they're weapons or shields online.

He began to walk to the viewport amidst the chaos and watched as squadrons of TIE Bombers escorted by TIE Fighters made it through his fleet, though not all made it, but enough to destroy the Lucerhulk.

Silently, he watched them begin to bomb his flagship. With no shields and batteries to defend itself, the Lucerhulk began to falter under the might of the mass number of TIE Bombers.

It would not be long before they destroyed it.

So using Syndulla's ships, they landed troops to not only assault Sundari, but to also take over our Ion Cannon and use it against us. They also used one of their Grand Admirals and his squadron to attack and then feign a retreat, tricking me to moving my fleet beyond the Golan Platform's ranges. The rest of the Imperial fleet jumped in to take out as many ships as possible before I retreat back. By then, it's a slugging fest in which our Clone Wars-era ships, even with the improvements, are outclassed by our Imperial counterparts. They even blocked us from reinforcing Concordia.

He looked on as two TIE Bombers were heading towards him.

Well played Grand Admiral, well played.

Grand Admiral Thrawn

ISD Admonitor

Above Mandalore

Thrawn hummed as he watched the final Lucerhulk blew up from the holotable. The rest of the fleet did their part, tearing the Rebel ships to pieces. Inside however, he was irked that many of these Clone Wars-era ships were destined for his command when the Rebels stole them. He was fine in receiving Clone Wars ships, but he wanted to keep the number of new Imperial ships to the bare minimum so the majority could be used against the Rebellion.

"Concordia has fallen. I repeat, we have taken Concordia." Thrawn heared through the coms.

"Excellent, all ships, concentrate all fire on the Golan III Platform at Sector Two Thirty-Five. Alert the transports to began their advance."

The Imperial fleet pounded the Golan III and the remnants of the defense fleet. The space was littered with the debris from various Clone Wars-era ships. Their ships went down one by one, but even the Golan III's shields stood firm.

"Ion Cannon firing!"

Two red beams from the planet struck the Golan III Platform and he watched the defense platform go quiet.

"Launch boarding parties to capture that Golan III. All forces, form a blockade. Disable any defense platforms and do not let any ship escape Mandalore. All Acclamators, proceed to your objectives." Thrawn announced.

Twilight Sparkle

Sundari Royal Palace

Mandalore, Quellii Oversector

Twilight pulled back behind a wall as the Mandalorian Commandos returned fire from the hallway. The rest of the squad hid behind the corners of both sides of the entrance to the hallway leading to the throne room.

On the otherside, Sergeant Kreel fired blindly from around the corner only for his E-11 Blaster to get shot out of his hands.

"Dammit." The Sergeant said as he took out a SE-14C Blaster Pistol.

"Now's a good time for your damn cannon working Zuke! Are you guys done yet?" Kreel yelled.

Next to Twilight, Mic and Zuke were busy fixing the big guy's Z-6 Rotary Blaster Cannon which malfunctioned.

"I think we got it." Mic said as the two of them got up. "Zuke, test the cannon to see if it works."

Zuke nodded and revved up the cannon. After a while, he fired into the wall.

"It's working! Give me some covering fire and I'll handle these guys!" Zuke yelled.

Both Twilight and Kreel peered around the corner and fired their blasters at the Commandos.

Zuke ran lugged the cannon around the corner and fired his Z-6.

"Hahahaha, cowards!" Zuke yelled as one by one, the Mandalorians fell to the wave of blaster bolts from his cannon. He grunted when a Commando returned fire and hit his shoulder plate.

After seeing all of the Commandos dead, Zuke stopped firing to let his cannon cool down.

"Clear!" He yelled.

The rest of the squad moved up with their blasters drawn and stood near the door.

"Remember, the target is Councilman Wren. We want him dead or alive. You guys ready?"

Kreel received only nods.

"Zuke?"

The big man grunted and charged the door, breaking it and the barricade full of chairs behind it.

SCAR Squad quickly ran in, blasters drawn.

In front of them, a squad of Mandalorian Commandos aimed their blasters at them and on the rear was their target, standing next to an exit.

The entire room was silent as the opposing forces stared at each other.

Misty saw an opportunity at Wren and fired his sniper rifle, but at the last second, a Commando jumped in front of the target, killing himself.

Wren panicked and ran off as the two groups fired at each other.

One by one, the Commandos were either dropped or ran to the exit, but SCAR Squad didn't come out unscathed.

Mic was hit on his right arm, forcing him to take out his blaster pistol instead.

Cav was hit on the head. Fortunately, the blaster bolt only grazed it but it did knock him down.

Aero's blaster was shot off his hand and he took out two blaster pistols to keep firing.

A Commando took out a smoke bomb and threw it down on the floor, filling the room with smoke.

“Quick! Everyone after Wren!” Kreel yelled.

Under the cover of smoke, the squad ran to the exit to chase Wren. Kreel however, saw movement in the smoke quickly moving to intercept his squad.

“Oh no you don’t!” Kreel yelled as he used his jump pack to tackle the offender to the ground.

The offender quickly punched Kreel on the head, forcing him to back off.

“Sarge!” He heard Cav yell in the coms.

“Continue with the mission! Get Wren! I’ll deal with this bastard!”

The smoke quickly dissipated, revealing a Mandalorian Commando he recognized through intel reports. He grinned under his helmet.

“Heheh, looks like I got myself a big one.” Kreel said.

"Don't be so smug, we Mandalorians are tougher than you think. We'll only rise again." said the female Mandalorian.

"Just because you beat that imbecile Saxon and his cronies doesn't mean you'll beat us. Your fleet is nothing but burning wrecks and your ground forces are on the run. The Rebel Alliance aren't coming to the rescue." said the male Stormtrooper.

"That may be so, but our deaths will inspire millions more to rise up."

"Good." Kreel said as he ignited his green lightsaber. "That means our prey are plentiful."

"You Imperials are ruthless, blood thirsty thugs."

"Is this coming from a former member of Death Watch?"

"No, but someone who believes in a free Mandalore."

"Then bloody good job you did removing Duchess Satine and installing a tyrant."

"Shut up! You don't know anything, what pain I had to go through to free Mandalore!" She said as she ignited her Darksaber.

"Pain? My whole life, I've been forced to fight in the fighting pits of Chagar IX to the amusement of criminal warlords. I watched as my father was mauled in the arenas. My own mother died before I could even remember. I had no family and was beaten and tortured until the 501st came in and freed all of us. You don't know real pain."

The woman stared at the stormtrooper. “Why do you fight? You’ve obviously seen the atrocities committed by your Empire. You Imperials always say you fight for the greater good, but then commit these horrifying acts.”

“Oh I have. I’ve definitely seen the good and the bad in the Empire. Even if the Empire falls and replaced by you Rebels, do you honestly believe the violence will stop? Do you really believe ‘hope’ is enough to bring peace in this galaxy? You believe all Imperials are bloodthirsty hypocrites. I will tell you right now, you don’t know half of it. You don’t know how many have worked in the shadows behind the Emperor’s back. This Rebellion, you truly are naive. The Emperor wanted your Rebellion to exist as long as possible. We work to end it as soon as possible. I fight, not for the Emperor, but for the ideas the Empire was founded upon. Peace, justice, equality. The first step for us was to cull the herd. To remove the corrupt. The Rebellion, you all are in our way. I swear I will cut down every last one of you to reach our goals.”

“You talk nonsense.” The Commando responded.

“You call it nonsense because you refuse to believe it. Either way, you’re on my way.”

“I’ve fought for as long as I can remember, taught by the best. Do you really think you have a chance?”

“Let’s find out. So how about it? Wanna dance Bo-Katan Kryze?”

Author's Note

Part 1 of the Battle of Mandalore. I know Admiral Banjeer is a human supremacist in Legends, but not too many people knew him so I tinkered with his character. General Barris and the other commanders are real characters but I made up General Fudensko.

Those ships Captain Niriz was showing Thrawn were all fan-made ships. I may add more because fan-made ships are pretty fucking cool.

SCAR Squad doesn't have that many appearances in the comics nor do we get much about their personalities. How they were portrayed in Storms of Crait was a fucking crime. I hated that comic.

Next chapter will conclude the Battle of Mandalore and then their arrival to Eriadu. Guess what other Imperial character I will introduce?

Btw, I know I already posted this song, but the one I wanted to put originally, I'm saving for another chapter and this one is fitting for the Battle of Mandalore.

P.S. Didn't watch Solo nor do I intend to. Disney canon movies except for the Boba Fett movie, a possible Kenobi film, and hopefully a Thrawn movie, are dead to me. Don't care if you spoil it, go ahead if you want to talk about it. I won't even buy the TLJ DVD. The only saving grace in my opinion is the Darth Vader comics and any novels written by Timothy Zahn. Bless that man. He should be doing these films instead of Rian Johnson.

P.S.S. Intrigued by the Clone Wars DLC in Battlefront 2. Now I can post this.

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