chapter 8: a daring rescue

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Leia's pov
This is never gonna work. This is never gonna work, ever! I was walking down the hall way in binders with Ezra and Ventress disguised as stormtrooper and cadet. Neither armour fits either of them. So far we weren't stopped by anyone. Key words, so far! We were not even half way to Luke in his cell yet. Although the closer we move towards Luke, the more I feel cold and pain. I hope it's not Luke. I hope we're not to late. I picked up the pace and those two followed. Other troopers were giving us looks as we passed by. It was weird. It's like they could see right through me. But no one pointed us out. Good.

Ahsoka's pov
"You go check for any more life forms on board. We'll stay here."

"Sir yes sir!" The stormtroopers outside said. I was wrong before, these are not the people I used to know. These were not my brothers. What I did to them back on Lothal, thy might have been a bit overboard. But I shouldn't feel bad about killing these troopers, I must think of the countless lives their deaths will save. It walked up my ramp and I grabbed Anakin's light saber. He closed the ramp and I jumped out of my cargo vent and slashed the troopers head off. I couldn't disguise myself as a stormtrooper, my lekku would stick out to much and I'm not exactly the tallest person around. I pulled the helmet off the severed head and broke off the face of it. When I did I noticed it wasn't a clone 6th er there. It was some random person who I've never seen before, then it clicked. Thisnisnf a CT trooper! Its a TK! I pushed fhe disturhijg thought aside although i do feel a lot better about killing them now. I made sure the voice modulator worked and spoke into the broken helmet,

"Hey you down there, could you give me a hand with this?" I hid behind the wall right beside the ramp opening. Please work, please work. My ramp lowered and two troopers came up. I waited for them to shut the ramp. Unfortunately it never did. I sighed to myself. These troopers are smarter then I thought they were. I shut the ramp myself with the force.

"What was that!"

"Who did that!" They both said. They were on guard but that wouldn't stop me. I activated the saber again and cut them both down to the ground. I deactivated it and marched to the cargo hold. I looked out the tiny window, there was only 10 to 20 troopers on the main hanger. This would be a piece of cake compared to the old days. My job was to kill as many troopers as possible without looking suscpicious. And aid the others if something went wrong. Which knowing them, something will go wrong. I tapped my com link on my wrist.

"Ventress, come in Ventress."

"What is it!?! In case you forgot were a little preoccupied!"

"How's the plan goi-"

"Open up in there! Open up now!" Oh no. It's a stormtrooper, or maybe a couple of stormtroopers!

"We're almost to his cell. Be quiet!" Well at least they're doing alright. Unlike me. I grabbed the broken part of the helmet again and began to talk.

"Uhh, negative negative! Can't do that sir."

"And why not?"

"There is a... A problem with the ships controls sir. I'm working on it now."

"Are you sure? This is highly irregular for a cargo vessel like this. What's your operating number?" Alright this it. Time to go full out 'mama mode'! I activated the saber again and pulled a blaster to me that was in the cockpit. I took a deep breath and opened the door. They all gasped and aimed their blaster but I wasted no time slicing the first two. I couldn't run after the group or I would just make the mission harder. While thinking I used the force to operate a blaster which shot multiple troopers down. I noticed a trooper in particular wick had faint blue markings on his helmet and armour as well as two shoulder pads signalling he's an arc trooper. Then I looked behind him and noticed the barely visible washed up blue markings on the rest of their helmets. Some of the troopers didn't even know what was happening. I jumped and I was about to kill another one when I heard the words

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