Rebel Defenders: The Grand Admiral (Book 3 MCU/Star Wars crossover)

Who We Be

Luke stared at Pop's dead body and his vacant eyes. He started crying thinking about his wife Reva. He remembered discovering her body crumbled like a pretzel sprawled on the street in Hell's Kitchen/Lothal. Her eyes with the same wide vacant expression as Pop. Luke continued crying frustrated that he was too late to save Pop or Chico. Medical personnel took Pop and Chico's body away. Bobby Fish placed his hand on Luke's shoulder.

"I got here as soon as I could. I'm sorry you had to go through this Luke. I'll help get this place back to the way it was. It's what Pop would have wanted." Bobby Fish consoled

"Thanks Bobby. I just need to get some air."

"Mr. Cage I know this is an awful time but we just wanted to ask you a couple questions." Scarfe said

"Are you serious? Cause saying this is an awful time is an understatement." Luke retorted

"Finish with us quick Mr. Cage and don't cause a scene so you don't have to go through this drill with an Imperial. Believe me that'll be worse, Pop was like an uncle to me Luke. I practically grew up in this barbershop. I wanna put the person responsible for this in a civilian prison not an Imperial one. I can't do that alone." Misty pleaded

"After the time we spent together I'm just Mr. Cage?" Luke accused

"That's not fair. I cared about Pop too. I've known him since I was a kid." Misty countered

"Inspiring as it is to remember Pop an Imp is coming and he's about to bring the rainclouds Misty." Scarfe warned

"Hello Mr. Cage my name is Admiral Brom Titus. I've been recently assigned to the Harlem section of New York/Lothal. I'm sorry for your loss but I need to ask you some questions. This attack though a tragedy is a mere prelude to something larger if we don't locate the Mandalorian weapons cache these gangs are connected to. It's possible dangerous Rebel terrorist could claim these missing weapons for themselves. So Mr. Cage how long have you been employed by Mr. Stokes?"

"Seven months." Luke replied in an angry grunt

"Perhaps we continue the questioning at a later time Admiral. We should continue examining the crime scene. I think I saw something that could lead to the Rebels you're looking for." Misty interjected

"Of course." Admiral Titus allowed

Ezra watched the mixture of Imperials and police officers examine the crime scene in the back room of the shop. He witnessed Misty question how Luke's shirt had blaster bolt holes but he lived. Luke lied and said they must've been ricochets. Ezra noticed that unlike most civilian officers Misty examined things closely and asserted herself despite the authority and arrogance of the Imperial officers. Ezra felt something unsettling about her partner Rafael Scarfe. Ezra wondered if Scarfe was hiding something. Ezra sensed intense pain and anguish from a mile away. He connected with the Dark side of the Force gaining much insight into this new disturbance.

Ezra saw Cottonmouth sitting behind a paino in his personal lounge adjacent to his office. Empty bottles that contained alcoholic drinks lay around his feet. He placed a picture of himself and Pop when they were young next to the sheet music for a song he was playing. He could see his grandmother Mama Mabel standing in the doorway. She could hear him saying you have a job to do and that means there's no time for music. Yet Cottonmouth blocked her voice out of his head and played the song that reminded him of his past with Pop. The good times they experienced together. Tears leaked down his face when he thought of the lyrics to the song he played.

It's kinda hard with you not around
Know you in Heaven smilin' down
Watchin' us while we pray for you
Every day we pray for you
'Til the day we meet again
In my heart is where I'll keep you friend
Memories give me the strength I need (uh-huh) to proceed
Strength I need to believe
My thoughts big I just can't define
Wish I could turn back the hands of time
Us in the six, shop for new clothes and kicks
You and me taking flicks
Makin' hits, stages they receive you on
Still can't believe you're gone (can't believe you're gone)
Give anything to hear half your breath (half your breath)
I know you still living you're life, after death