Star Wars: Rebels of the Stars (COMPLETED/BEING EDITED)

Chapter Forty-Seven: Fall of the DeathStar

Z and I raced back into the meeting on the briefing of the mission for the X-Wings was beginning.

"The Death Star... That's the name of the weapon?" Z mumbled in horror.

"It is almost cheesy." I rolled my eyes.

"Cheesy?!"

"Well, the Empire is the assumed star of the Universe, and the mass death by it."

Z looked at me confused. "What...."

"Just ignore me. Me and my stupid thoughts."

"Ok..." He mumbled.

We listened to the briefing before the pilots were dismissed.

"I should head to the ship. Wen, Gor, and I are in charge of the firing while Anoles pilots. Greenie and Khau are going to come with us for the support needed. Are you going to be ok alone?" Z asked worried.

"I will be fine. I will look around and see if I know anyone here. There are a lot of ships." I smiled to him reassuringly. "Besides, this is not my mission. It is yours."

He nodded, and hesitated before hugging me tightly, taking advantage of the one inch he had over me and held my head under his chin. "Please be safe Mi."

"I will Z." I hugged him, "Nothing will take down this little Jedi on this moon."

He smiled and ran to the Rainstorm.

The bigger ships such as ours that weren't X-Wings or Y-Wings were going to intercept the Death Star as a distraction from the opposing side of the Death Star as the X and Y-Wings made their attack runs.

The woman from earlier who arrived on a Correllian ship was working on watching the attack. I tried to stay out of the way of most people, and got to a place I could watch and be ground control for my mixed up family if I could.

Anoles was preparing to make the Rainstorm take off while Z, Wen, and Gor headed to their respected cannons, and Greenie took his post next to Anoles and Khau in the engine room. She looked at her old helmet she hadn't worn in years and sighed, putting it on with the mic down to talk to the boys. "You guys ready?"

"Huurh hnnnhrrhhh!" Gor chortled, adjusting the headphones on his head that were nearly about to snap at how small they were.

"Me too buddy." Z pulled on his helmet.

"Let go destroy some TIE-Fighters. And the Empire." Wen smirked.

"Got it. Make sure that you guys listen to my orders. Since there are three of you and one of me, I need to know if there are any on our tail, got it?" Anoles fired up the ship with a roar, and engaged the weapons system as the Rainstorm started flying up.

"Got it BlueBird."

"Shut up Wen."

"Come on, it's your old nickname!"

"Not now Wen." Anoles sighed and shook her head, chuckling under her breath.

She started flying, taking the course plotted out to go around Yavin, to take the space station and it occupants by surprise. Anoles put it at full speed, and checked the course. "We should be there in a few minutes."

"I feel bad about leaving Mira there alone..." Z sighed and leaned back in the rotating chair for a second.

"I do too, but she chose to stay behind."

Gor started chortling. "Uughghhhgh, uuh?"

"But she should be here."

"Uugggh?" Gor tried again.