Registration
“Hello Sunset. It’s been a while.”
Sunset stared with complete surprise. The admiral to her left looked at her with a neutral expression, while the Rebel Six stood by, awaiting instructions. Except for Spike who stood close by, his little hands acting as if he was anticipating excitement or a burst of emotion to be exploding from Sunset.
“U… Lyra, Wh… a… I don’t believe it, you’re… you’re alive. H-How have you been? Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m fine,” Lyra said, softly.
Sunset’s eyes then looked to the Mandalorian next to her, who took off her helmet. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I know you.”
“Bon Bon. I’m Lyra’s wife,” Bon Bon said straightforwardly.
“Oh. Um. Well, nice to meet you. So… you got married.” Sunset looked back at Lyra with a small smile. “Glad to know at least one of us accomplished their dreams.”
Lyra couldn’t help but smile back. “Yeah… I did.”
“Good to see you haven’t changed, Sunset,” Rainbow greeted, not wanting to wait anymore.
Sunset’s hands cupped her mouth as she tried to hold back a squeak. Were they really here? Was she seeing things right?
“I… is… you’re… you’re both…”
Applejack soflty smiled. “It’s alright, sugarcube. We’re alive.”
Sunset didn’t hold back and she yanked her old friends close to her, holding them in a big hug. Neither Rainbow or Applejack fought back, and instead embraced their friend, holding her in an equally big hug as well.
“Thank goodness you two are okay…” Sunset whispered, trying not to cry.
“We’re okay, Sunset… we’re okay…” Rainbow said, hugging her some more.
"I... I thought, I..."
"Shh... it's okay," Applejack comforted, rubbing her friend's back. "It's okay sugarcube. We're back."
Sunset backed out of the hug, not even trying to hide the tears of joy on her face. She wiped them away still having that warm smile that made her two friends smile back.
"H-How did you... I thought--"
"--We've been hidin' on Tatooine since the fall of the Republic," Applejack sumised. "And courtesy of these two, and their daughter, we decided to come back to fight and see you again."
Lyra and Bon Bon both smiled softly, happy to see a warm reunion among the group of friends.
"Say, I don't suppose you've heard from any others?" Applejack asked. "Rarity here?"
Sunset frowned.
"Pinkie Pie?" Rainbow asked.
A head shake.
"What about Fluttershy?"
"Girls, I haven't heard from the three of them in years," Sunset sighed with disappointment. "I don't know if the Empire got to them or if they're still on the run, but I've been praying that they've stayed alive." She reached in her pocket, showing a small device with a button. "I keep thinking maybe one day will be the right time to hail them, get them to come find me again someday but.. I can't bring myself to do it. What if they don't respond, what if they're gone, what if... oh..."
Rainbow patted Sunset's shoulder with her prosthetic arm. "I get it, Sunset. It's okay. The good news is, we're here now, and we want to help again. Can we join the Rebellion?"
That question got Sunset to lift up her spirits and smirk a little. "Do you have to ask?"
"Hey girls," another voice interrupted. The veterans looked at the man with blue hair standing near the projection table with a soft but friendly demeanor. Wearing a formal uniform only seen from the guards on Naboo.
"Flash?" Rainbow realized.
"Guess I can't fool your eyes," Flash Sentry nodded.
"Good to see you again, Sentry. You're still Captain of the Royal Guard, right?"
"Not anymore. Now I'm Captain here in the Rebellion Alliance," Flash corrected. "Sunset needed some help, and since Naboo had been quiet for some time, I volunteered to help."
"Glad to see another familiar face again," Applejack admired.
"Oh, where are my manners. Um General Dodonna," Sunset interrupted. The older gentleman turned his attention back to her. "This are some of my friends, Masters Applejack and Rainbow Dash. And this is Lyra and Bon Bon."
"It's an honor to meet you all," Dodonna greeted with a wise-sounding voice.
"And this is Admiral Raddus," Sunset gestured to the Mon Calamari with them.
"Greetings Admiral," Applejack politely saluted.
"General Shimmer has told us a lot about you two. I hope we can use your knowledge and wisdom to our advantage if we are to defeat the Empire," Raddus spoke. His voice was rather husky but he had an optimistic demeanor.
"I hope so too, Admiral," Rainbow agreed.
"Um, before we can discuss anything, I think we have something else to talk about...?" Lyra interrupted, making a gesture with her hand.
"What? What is it?" Sunset asked.
"Do you want me to say it, or you?" Bon Bon asked.
"If you want, I mean...?"
"Alright, I'll tell her," Bon Bon shrugged nonchalantly. "Sunset, er, General, whatever formality you want us to use... Flurry Heart is alive."
As the adults went inside, Flurry hung outside the temple with the droids. The group stood there awkwardly, looking around as everyone went along their day. They received some very mixed reactions from workers who passed by here and there. Some gave confused glances, others gave rather angry/scared reactions. It just looked horrific on all levels to have these scary looking droids on the base. But she stayed put, sitting on a stool that one of the droids put out for her to sit on.
She hummed quietly, watching as Rebels passed her by, going about their business. Among them, she saw a few pilots here and there, some ground crews who most likely came to work on the ships that were parked. And she was happy to see some astromech units were working plenty throughout the base. R2 units, R4s, R5s, they had ‘em all.
She even saw some protocol droids and Gonk droids wandering about. There was just so much around her, it was hard to believe this was real. And her attention was soon drawn to one of the Rebels approaching her; a C1 unit with an orange dome with yellow striping pattern.
“Oh, hi there,” Flurry waved. “Who are you?”
“Womp womp womp. Woomp woom womp woompr.”
“Nice to meet you, Chopper,” Flurry smiled.
“Chirp chirp.”
“Womp womp womp?” Chopper questioned, extending one of his claws out as if he was putting a hand on a hip.
“Chirp chirp,” Cheep replied.
“Womp womp!”
And Chopper suddenly slammed his body into Cheep, making the other C1 unit angry. Cheep grunted and growled from the attack and he slammed right back, pushing him backwards.
“Hey, hey, stop that!” Flurry yelled.
But the two didn’t listen, and their spat resulted in the two using their claws to slap their domes multiple times. Finally, Flurry put an end to it by stepping in between them and using her hands to push them away.
“Cheep, Chopper, you two need to chill out—aghhh!” And Flurry felt a little jolt of electricity in her body, courtesy of Chopper. “Okay, that’s it!”
“Chopper, what’s wrong with you!?” A woman yelled from near the VCX freighter.
“Womp womp! Womp womp!” Chopper growled.
G-G had enough of Chopper as well, beeping in several tones that Flurry knew was swearing. And on top of that, the R4 unit whipped out the machine gun that was built into his body which unfolded on top of his dome, lowered to aim straight at the C1 unit. Chopper immediately backed off, raising his hands up.
"Boo-wop bop! Bwoop bwoop bwoop!" G-G cursed, rattling and shaking. Even the sound of the cannon charging was enough to make Chopper scared.
“Chopper, just get back here! Hera needs us!” The woman said again, calling the C1 unit back over.
Chopper grunted, rolling around and cursing something to himself as he went back to the person who called her; a Mandalorian woman with a multi-colored Mandalorian suit.
"Wow. Rude little booger, isn't he?" Flurry folded her arms.
"Chirp chirp," Cheep cursed, sitting his claws on the sides of his dome in a 'hands-on-the-hips' motion.
Just then, another droid walked by, attention drawn to the crew.
“Greetings.”
Flurry looked up at the black droid who was practically towering her in height. Hulking black torso but surprisingly long skinny arms and legs, and a small head with innocent eyes. And on his shoulders were visible Imperial logos.
“I’m K2-S0.”
Flurry smiled. “Hi K2, I’m Flurry Heart. Funny, I have a K2 as well. This is K2-B4,” she pointed to the purple and gold tactical droid. “Say, how come you have Imperial markings?”
“I am a reprogrammed Imperial droid,” K2 replied.
The teenage girl gave a nod. “That’s cool.”
“A little girl like you should be terrified. How do you find me cool?”
Flurry giggled. “My mom is good with droids, I always found them cool. They’ve been some of my best friends since I was a little girl,” she said, gesturing to the bots standing close to her.
K2 was quiet as he looked at the collection of droids by her side. “Do you wish to know the probability of them getting hacked and turning against you?”
Flurry scowled. “No.”
“It’s high.”
“Thank you, that's very helpful,” Flurry deadpanned.
“It is very high,” K2-S0 said, stomping away from the group to do whatever assignment he was tasked to do. Flurry rolled her eyes, brushing off that statement. Cheep and G-G just watched as more astromechs passed on by.
Finally the adults came back. Sunset saw the group of droids next to the teenage girl, completely missing what they were. It wasn't until they walked into the open that she finally got a good look at them which made her heart start to pound against her chest.
"No... no... they can't be..." Sunset froze, her voice shaking. "It's not over..."
"Sunset, hey," Bon Bon interrupted, snapping her back to the present. She got in front of her, giving her a soft expression. "It's okay. They’re reprogrammed with free will, they’re not enslaved by the Storm Army anymore,” Bon Bon said.
Sunset wasn't sure what to think. She looked at the droids for a moment or two, and to Lyra. If they truly were under their control, then maybe there wasn't any issue here. For now at least. And they did look like they had no intention of attacking her.
"Alright. Just make sure they don't malfunction," Sunset asked.
"Great. Now that that's out of the way, Sunset Shimmer, this is Flurry Heart, our daughter,” Lyra introduced.
"Hello General," Flurry greeted with a cute little wave gesture on her hand.
“... Oh my goodness, you’ve gotten so big!” Sunset squeed softly. “I remember seeing you when you were just a baby.”
Flurry blushed slightly, “Heh, you uh… you did?”
“Yes! I remember—um,” Sunset cleared her throat. “Your aunt Twilight shared a picture of you with me in the Clone Wars, you looked adorable.”
“Mooomm…” Flurry groaned.
Lyra giggled. “Relax, it’s just one person who knows."
"But seriously though, it's nice to meet you," she shook Flurry's hand. "I know all of this seems new to you, but I assure you, we'll do what we can to make sure you and your family settle in here in the Rebellion."
"It's appreciated," Flurry smiled. "Oh, these are our droids. This is Cheep and G-G," she said, gesturing to the astromechs. "IG-11, my nurse droid," she continued, letting the former assassin look at her. "And our stolen/bought tactical droid; K2-B4."
"Nice to meet you all. Especially your commando units," Sunset acknowledged. "Now, come, come, come. We'll need to get you all registered into the system, and then you guys should meet some of the people you’ll be working with,” Sunset insisted.
What was only half an hour felt like several hours as they were waiting to to finish the registration process. The droids were no issue, but trying to get the rest of the girls in was difficult. So much paperwork, so much to sign and agree to.
"Okay, Flurry you should be the last one, hopefully," Lyra groaned, pulling up the holopad. "Name, Flurry Heart. Age?"
"Seventeen," Flurry responded, sitting next to her in the waiting room as they worked to get it sorted.
"Species; Equestrian," Lyra filled out. "Okay now the same questions they asked us; have you ever been infected with any diseases?"
"Aside from common cold and allergy season?" Flurry asked.
"No."
"Then no."
Lyra crossed that part out. "Any allergies that should be made aware of?" Flurry gave a deadpan stare to her mom. Lyra just took that as a 'no'. "Are you prejudiced against any races or species?"
"Okay, what kind of question is that?" Flurry blurted, getting frustrated.
"Flurry--"
"--Okay, no! The answer is no," Flurry groaned, holding a hand to her head out of sheer boredom.
"Okay, that answers that section, now we just have fifty more questions to go over."
"Aggghhhhhh!" Flurry moaned, throwing her arms up in the air.
Finally after a nightmare of paperwork, the new arrivals had been completely registered and provided with identification cars, allowing them access inside the base. And soon thereafter, Sunset began to lead them on a tour.
"As you already saw, the massive tarmac outside and inside the hangars are where we park the fighters," Sunset began. "You can park the Sweetie Drop closer if you want, there's spaces for freighters."
"Mind telling the C1 unit from that VCX freighter to not start a fight?" Flurry pouted.
"You mean Chopper? Sorry about that, the droid's always got a grumpy attitude," Sunset apologized. "He's been on edge recently, apparently the pilot of that freighter's due any day now with a baby."
"And yet apparently she looks like she has no issue prepping for another mission?" Bon Bon asked.
Sunset facepalmed. "... She left for Coruscant, didn't she?"
"I tried to stop her," Spike protested. "She refused to stay home."
"Spike, remind me later, I need to give her orders that she's grounded until she gives birth," Sunset asked. "I don't care if she insists otherwise, I don't want to risk her health nor her unborn baby."
"Adding it to the list," Spike answered.
"So Sunset, you mind telling me what all of this is about?" Lyra asked. "What is it you and this Rebellion are fighting for? Obviously against the Empire, we know that for sure. But what are you hoping to get out of this, what's your end goal?"
"I'm... not sure I should say," Sunset admitted.
"Sunset, we're already wanted criminals now, you might as well come out and tell us," Bon Bon said, cutting the chase.
"Well, since you put it that way," she said, stopping the group in the hallway. "We're trying to fight the Empire, so we can restore the Republic."
That sentence made Lyra and Bon Bon freeze.
"Okay, nope. Never mind, I'm out of here," Lyra deadpanned, ready to turn around and leave.
"Lyra, stop. Let me explain, okay?" Sunset pleaded. "I know it doesn't sound good, but I wanna explain."
"Okay, humor us," Lyra asked. "Why do you want to bring back a system that was failing?"
Spike rubbed his dome. "Great. Here we go again..."
"Spike, it's a good question, and if they're going to help us, they deserve to know," Sunset said. "Come. I'll explain everything."
Not sure about her responses, the group continued to walk after Sunset. And as they walked, more Rebels passed them, giving some small looks at the new people who were joining them, having similar reactions to seeing the bizarre droid members that were a part of Lyra and Bon Bon's crew.
"Wait, I have a question," Flurry piped up.
"Feel free to ask," Sunset acknowledged.
"What was wrong with the Republic?"
"Oh, where do I even begin?" Sunset said.
Lyra and Bon Bon heard glass shatter in their heads. Sunset Shimmer of all people was the one saying that?
"The long answer is hard to explain. The short answer; it was corrupt. Citizens lives were made worse, the economy was going downhill, people weren't being paid well enough to support themselves... even those who worked in our very own Jedi Temples on both Coruscant and Equestria."
"I thought working in the Jedi Temple would have paid well?" Ocellus asked.
"Unfortunately Ocellus, it didn't, as I did not realize until then," Sunset answered. "But after that, I started to learn some things..."
“Like what?” Bon-Bon asked, curious in spite of herself. Sunset paused for a moment, like she was thinking over just what to say, or perhaps how she should say it.
Then, she smiled. “Walk with me, and I’ll tell you.”
“What?” Flurry said, taken by surprise. Her moms were taken aback as well, and Lyra began, “Why?”
“It’s like, well, it just helps me explain things better,” Sunset answered, almost apologetically. “Like a visual aid.” Her expression shifted, the smile fading as the Rebel leader looked at them in a searching kind of way. “Just please, trust me for a few minutes on this, Lyra. If you still don’t want to take part when I’m done talking, I’ll let you and your family be on your way. All I ask is that you let me show you what we’re trying to build here.”
Lyra didn’t answer right away. She looked to her wife first, and Bon-Bon looked right back at her, and while neither woman said a word Flurry Heart was convinced (not for the first time either) that her moms could in fact communicate without ever making a single noise.
Then, with a certain reluctance, Bon Bon nodded, and Lyra looked resolutely to Sunset and said, “All right.”
Sunset led the Heartstrings family, along with Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Team Six back outside of the temple. Their tracks were taking them outside back onto the tarmac where various ships were parked; mainly starfighters, with the exception of the three freighters, and two Corvette-class ships that had hammer-like cockpit shapes. Some more shuttle-carts rolled through the base, escorting workmen to their stations in a much quicker manner which made their jobs much easier to handle.
"Sunset, is it really necessary to walk back out here? I'm not going to unpack everything from my house just to move into the base," Lyra said with some sass.
Sunset couldn't help but giggle. "That's not why I want you guys to come out here, and I'm not going to ask you or your spouse to remove anything from your home. It's your ship, not mine."
"Then why are we out here?"
"I'll show you. Come on, just a few more feet," Sunset gestured, asking them to keep following.
The group didn't understood what was so particular out here on the tarmac that required them to see. Even the droids looked around, although Cheep had a low growl and death glare at the nearby Chopper who stood with the VCX class freighter. He was not about to let that orange crop-topped booger come near him and shock his family members again.
"So before I continue, I want you to look at the people working around you. Do you see any similarities?" Sunset asked.
Curiously, Lyra, Bon Bon, and Flurry looked around them, including their droid family. Their eyes surveyed the platform, noting the various people that were here. Lyra turned towards a construction area on the tarmac; eyes focused on a colored human man who looked like he had not eaten in days. The scrawny man had finished twisting a bolt on an engine part, and took a seat on a piece of cargo that was used as a chair. A Chagrian woman in a pilot jumpsuit walked over with a plate of food, smiling with warmth in her face as she offered it to the man who accepted it gracefully. She sat next to him and the two of them shared a soft moment of embrace with a kiss as they ate lunch together.
Bon Bon found her attention wandering to an Ithorian with a metal speech synthesizer on his neck, most likely meant to help translate his words to those who didn't speak his language. He was dressed rather formally, and held a manifest in his hand as he talked to a Klatoonian man and woman, clearly talking about something work related they didn't understand. But regardless there was clear communication with each other.
Flurry's eyes gazed to a crew working on one of the starfighters; a Falleen woman wearing a jumpsuit that was covered in dust and scorch marks, even on her face. She wiped her forehead for a second as she rolled out on a small board, where a Pyke man stood next to her, offering a washcloth for her to clean her face. She accepted, cleaning her face from all the dust and dirt. And nearby was an astromech unit who was holding a small cup in his claw, which she accepted. She gave the astromech an affectionate pat as she stood up, enjoying the cold water she needed.
"Not really. I'm not sure I understand your point, 'General'," Lyra asked.
"None of them look the same. You understood that, right?" Sunset questioned, hoping they would pick up on her point.
"Yes," the ex-Jedi replied. "But why's that important here? Bon Bon and I are neighbors to a ton of people from across the galaxy. Not sure why there was a Gungan living two grounds below us, but still."
"Exactly my point," Sunset continued, turning to look at some more of their fellow workers. "There is no one type of being in this galaxy. We're all people, and we should be using our differences to help one another; not live life in constant fear or paranoia."
Nearby, a Wookiee was seen conversing with a Togruta man, both of them giving a friendly hug to greet one another. And close to them was a human woman with dark black hair, conversing with a Zygerrian man and Aqualish woman.
"Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but not everyone believes in this perfect utopia, Sunset. Not all of us get along," Bon Bon said, rather dejectedly.
"Which is why I'm putting together this Rebellion to restore the Republic," Sunset said, once again. "Just listen to me for a few minutes, okay?"
The family was quiet again, allowing Sunset to finally speak her mind.
"Everyone here on this base, every person, every droid, we're from all corners of the galaxy. A few elites," she said, looking to see an Equestrian man assisting a labor droid with moving cargo off a YC-123B transport hauler. "... Middle...", Sunset gestured to a Quarren, a Selkath, and a Kel Dor who were going over some manifests, checking some cargo that needed sorting. "... Working...," Sunset continued, turning the group's attention a Felucian farmer, who was driving a small hover-tram onto the tarmac, with several carts of fish that had been caught from the streams. "Even poor," Sunset finished, gazing back to the human man and Chagrian woman who were enjoying their meal in each other's company.
"This kind of unity, is the kind of closeness that the Republic should be, the kind we should have been all along," Sunset remarked. She gestured the group to keep following; and despite not wanting it to show, Lyra and Bon Bon couldn't help but be intrigued by Sunset's words. This definitely didn't sound like the Republic they remembered from long ago, and even Rainbow and Applejack were starting to understand what Sunset meant.
Sunset led them further across the tarmac, some more workers passing them by and getting out of the way.
"I didn't know it before, but I do now. We as the Jedi, failed our duty as guardians of the Republic. We didn't realize all we were doing was protecting the interests of the Senate and the leaders, not in the very people we swear we were protecting," Sunset explained.
"Wait, hold on a second..." Rainbow interrupted. "We... didn't? I don't understand, how could we... we... we fought a war! We fought a war for three long years to protect the citizens of the Republic, and we lost, how could we have been on the wrong side the entire time?"
“I’m not saying we were on the wrong side, Rainbow Dash,” Sunset answered, patiently, “But it was a war we shouldn’t have fought to begin with.” She added, just as Rainbow opened her mouth to argue further, “Do you remember when the Clone Wars began, for us and Equestria?”
“I do,” Applejack said grimly. “They began right after the Storm Empire launched an invasion of the whole dang planet. And if you’re tellin’ me that we shoulda just rolled over for that-“
“I’m not!” Sunset insisted. “Please, AJ, don’t think I’d ever say that.” She sighed, clearly thinking about what to say next, and then she said, tentatively, “Do you remember what happened when the war progressed? After we rallied and fought back the Storm Armies over Canterlot?”
Rainbow and Applejack both nodded.
“I remember,” Rainbow said, dully. “Like I could forget the fighting on Geonosis.”
“Or Umbara,” Applejack grimaced, repressing a shudder.
Sunset nodded in sympathy. “And that’s just it. The fighting didn’t stop at Equestria. It just kept going… and we all got swept up in it.”
Bon-Bon folded her arms, a skeptical look on her face. “What are you getting at here, Shimmer?” she asked.
Sunset Shimmer looked firmly at Lyra, and at AJ and at Dash too, as she began to speak in earnest now. “A Jedi uses the Force for knowledge and defense, never to attack. That’s what Master Yoda taught us, nearly every day at the Temple, and it was a lesson we all forgot when we ourselves were attacked. We got caught up in fighting back, and didn’t stop fighting when we had driven back the invaders… we, the Jedi Order, were supposed to be guardians of peace and defenders of justice, but instead we let ourselves get caught up in bringing war instead.”
“We could have drawn the line, when we turned back the Storm King’s forces. But we pushed forward. And we got sucked into war, bogged down across whole star systems. And people suffered everywhere for it. Neutral parties, citizens of the Republic, even on the other side, when we started invading the Storm King’s territory.” Sunset Shimmer frowned harshly, her eyes turning downcast for a moment as she said, “We should have been better. Sued for peace, or established a border and held the line there. But instead, the peacekeepers of the Republic became its bringers of war.”
Sunset briefly turned around, trying to find her place again, and then turned back at her group. "The point is, we made things worse. And then when Blueblood took over as Chancellor, and then taking up the mantle of Emperor, I will never understand," Sunset grit her teeth on that last part. "All he had to do was declare that the old ways of doing things were ineffective and that the government needed change. Because people were unhappy with the Republic and the Jedi, that includes us," she continued, gesturing to Rainbow and Applejack who looked ashamed, "everyone bought into the idea and the promise of the Galactic Empire."
Sunset let out a heavy sigh at that remark and she cupped her face, trying to bring herself together and stay composed. She looked up at them with a wistful frown. "None of them knew what was soon to come."
"Well yeah, we became the top fugitives in the galaxy," Rainbow grimaced, folding her arms with a furled eyebrows. "Not like we had a choice; either die or run to live."
"Why else would I suggest my family move to a place that's always warm and hot?" Lyra remarked.
"Anyways," Sunset said a little louder. The group understood she wasn't done, and allowed her to keep talking. "So that promise to bring order to the galaxy and fix the problems the Republic had? Yeah, that was all a lie."
Bon Bon was about to say something sarcastic and snarky, but Lyra rubbed her elbow into her shoulder, stopping her from speaking again.
"I don't understand," Flurry asked. "I know there were several fights with the Empire that were reported over the holonet, but if they were supposed to fix things, why do people hate them?"
Sunset's eye twitched at that question. But she didn't explode or rant, instead taking a deep breath to breathe in and out, and slowly rubbing her face to try and process how stupid that question was, at least to her.
"Lyra, Bon Bon. You two have lived on Tatooine for how long?"
"Fifteen years," Lyra answered.
"How many Imperial occupations run through the towns and villages on Tatooine?"
"Not many, but once in a while, we'll see them come," Bon Bon answered this time.
"Do you have chain code identification?" Sunset asked.
"Yes, yes we do," Lyra revealed. "We knew the Empire would pull us over to question us at some point or another, so we had chain codes registered in the event that happens," she said, sounding a little shaken up at the end of that sentence. "You don't know how scared it makes me to imagine one of them forcing my daughter over for something she didn't do."
"Well I'm afraid there's much more to it than that," Sunset continued. She looked back at some more of her rebellious coworkers. This time her eyes were set on a few aquatic species who looked as if they had been emerging from a swim near the streams; a Nautolan, a Quarren, and a Karkorodon. All of them were hauling a few more nets filled with fish that had been caught, and eventually filling up some crates for them to be delivered to their kitchen wing of the base for freezing. A fellow Mikkian gave them the nod as she hauled off the fish. "All of these people here, more than half of them had to deal with harassment and assault from the Empire. If they didn't abide by their rules, they were arrested for 'treason', which is their excuse to just police people without real reason."
Now Flurry was starting to understand what she meant; her curious expression turning to a frown.
"Yona and her people were arrested for no real reason," Sunset droned on, seeing the Yakyakiee snort in anger. "That Goatal man, over there by the Y-Wing?" She pointed. "He was almost arrested just for trying to sell fruit on the market. Or that Ithorian man, the one with the vest the translator on his neck," she gestured. "He nearly was arrested for conspiring with 'insurgents' who were trying to chase Imperials off Lothal since they were killing their economy and their farms."
"So they're basically the battle droids from the Storm Empire, only more extensive," Lyra summurized.
"Not exactly. The Storm King may have been in charge, and was a tyrant, but there were people in his kingdom that did truthfully wanted to live in peace without violence. The Galactic Empire? They may bring order and security, but only through an iron fist... or with the business end of a blaster.. I didn't want to, but... I nearly gave up."
Sunset sighed again, getting a soft pat from Applejack's shoulders to reassure her. Sunset patted her hand, and kept going.
"I didn't want to give up. But I saw how bleak everything was, and I realized I had no chance. The people who sided with the Empire, those who chose to join them instead of leave, only made things worse. But then I saw more... they even oppressed their own people. I watched from my apartment as they held a citizen at gunpoint, one of the troopers even questioned why they did it, seeing as how they were supposed to be soldiers not executioners. But that only got him a blaster shot through his chest. No one did anything, no one stood up to them or tried to stop them."
Sunset looked up, this time with a bit more bravery in her face. "But it was then, I had a decision to make. I could either stay hiding... or I could live again, and do something. I had a chance to begin again, and I took that chance. I fought my way through the galaxy, gathering people who sympathized with my cause, and I learned several rebel cells had been created long before my journey. I met up with them all, I helped move many of them here on this planet, and we've been building our forces ever since. We're fighting to bring back the Republic; not the same government that failed, but a Republic that will be improved, be the trusting government we should have had from the start."
Sunset finally finished, folding her arms. "So now you understand."
"... I see," Lyra replied, still trying to process all of Sunset's words. "And so you and everyone else here are basically fighting to bring back the Republic and fix the problems the Republic had in the first place?"
"That's our mission, yes," Sunset answered. She could still see Lyra wasn't entirely happy about what she had learned, making the former Jedi sigh. "Lyra, what happened before... I... we should have seen it all from the start. We should have realized that all we did was make things worse... I should have been a better friend. To you, to them," she gestured to Applejack and Rainbow Dash who looked equally disheartened to hear those words. How could they have been so blind to the world around them?
"But I want to make things better, I seriously want to make things better. Not just for us, but for everyone in the galaxy we hurt. For every person we screwed over, for every real problem that existed that we just ignored, for every man, woman, and child in the galaxy who's probably too scared to speak up about any issues out of fear of being jailed for 'treason'. Please... I'm begging you. If you guys stay with us, I promise you, you will see some real changes around the galaxy. Actual, sincere, changes."
Lyra and Bon Bon looked at one another, then back to Sunset. This goal of hers seemed ambitious, although to them it seemed impossible. But as they considered all their options and thought back to the forces collected outside the temple, knowing many years it took to assemble these forces... Sunset wasn't kidding. That alone made them look back at the former Jedi with an agreeing smile, nodding at her in agreement.
"Thank you," Sunset sighed with relief. "I promise you two aren't going to regret this."
"I hope so. For the sake of my wife, and my daughter at least," Lyra said. "Now, is there anything else you need to show us? I can't speak for my family, but I'm starting to get a little hungry, sooo...?"
"I'll take you all to the cafeteria to get something to eat. There's just two more things I need to show you first. Follow me," Sunset gestured.
The group followed Sunset back inside the temple and entered another room. The sight didn't make Rainbow or Applejack all that impressed, but it did light up the Heartstrings family when they saw it.
“Oooh…” Flurry said in awe.
The room they were inside was a workshop. Tools laying about, a speeder bike mounted on a lift for repairs with some engineers working on it. And in the other side of the bay, there were dozens if not hundreds of droid parts all scattered about. Eyes, arms, heads, struts, a whole bunch of stuff! Perfect for anyone to make a new droid if they desired. There were practically crates overflowing with parts!
“Oh I am going to be swimming in those parts before this day is over,” Bon Bon giggled.
“I thought you might like this,” Sunset laughed, walking in with them. “Lyra told me you’re a droidsmith, right?”
“I am. You want me to assemble droids, just give me the tools, and I’ll get right to work.”
Sunset grinned. “Maybe some other time. But please, follow me. There's one more person I want you to meet, he'll be joining us on missions.”
The group followed Sunset into one of the command centers, showing many Rebel admirals and generals at work, monitoring the equipment and transmissions, looking for anything new or listening in to reports from Rebel allies across the galaxy. Some of them flipped through the starcharts, others were navigating the galaxy map from the massive holoprojection table.
The most distinguishable character that any of them could pick out was the shiny gold protocol droid looking over the table, assisting with the search for other nearby systems.
“But before we meet him, here’s someone else I’d like you to meet,” Sunset said, tapping the protocol droid’s shoulder.
His bright yellow eyes turned to look at her. “Oh, mistress Shimmer, may I help you?”
“I want you to meet some new members of our team,” Sunset said, gesturing to the group.
“Pleased to meet you all. I am C3PO, human cyborg relations,” the protocol droid announced. “And you are?”
“My name is Lyra Heartstrings, Jedi Knight. And this is my wife Bon Bon, and our daughter Flurry Heart,” Lyra introduced, shaking the droid’s hand.
“Nice to meet you, goldie,” Bon Bon smiled.
“Glad to see another droid survived the fall of the Republic,” Applejack grinned.
“I…” the gold droid looked up and his head nodded up and down, remembering that face. “Master Applejack! I knew one day you would return. Oh and Master Rainbow Dash, oh, so good to see you again.”
Rainbow smiled, making a clicking sound with her tongue.
“Oh my. Whatever happened to your arm?”
“Uhhhh… let’s just say, an accident was involved,” Rainbow summarized, not wanting to go into any more detail.
And some more of the arrived friends marched in; IG-11, Cheep, G-G, and Spike rolled inside.
“Oh goodness gracious! An assassin droid, please, don’t shoot!” 3PO threw his hands up to surrender.
“Wait, wait!” Flurry stepped in front of the droid. “It’s okay! He’s with us, he’s a friend.”
“What do you mean, friend? He’s an assassin droid!”
“I am IG-11. I am this child’s nurse droid. I am not programmed to hunt, but to nurse and protect,” the assassin explained.
“Oh… oh my,” 3PO said, unsure of how to handle it. That is until he heard the beeps coming from the two astromechs close.
“Chirp chirp chirp churp. Chirp churp choop chup.”
“Bwoop boop.”
“My sincerest apologies, how could I have missed you two?”
“Bweep beep.”
“Chirp churp.”
“It is a pleasure to meet you, CH33P and RG-G1.”
The two astromechs swiveled their heads around in a 360 motion.
“Oh, where is uh…” Sunset droned off, subtly letting 3PO know who she meant.
“He just went off to help finish the repairs on Captain Koovah's X-Wing with R2-KT. He should be coming back any minute,” C-3PO replied.
“Who? Who is he talking about?” Flurry asked.
“Oh, he’s someone only Applejack and Rainbow would know,” Sunset said, smiling. “He’s an old friend of the Republic, served since day one. He’s reliable, smart, he’s one of the best soldiers… and friends you can ask for.”
“Well come on, who is he?”
Just then, the doors opened. They could not see who it was, but a shadow emerged from the hallway. A white leg first rolled inside, connected to an astromech torso and legs. A gray dome with blue paneling on the head, and on a few torso panels. He rolled inside and stood up straight to address his friend with the same kind of professionalism that he always used to address allies inside the base.
“Flurry, Lyra, Bon Bon, 11. I want you guys to meet another close friend of mine,” Sunset squatted down next to the astromech, still facing her friends. “R2-D2.”
“Brt brt brt bwoop.”
“Hey, R2, how’s it going buddy?” Spike said, rolling up to him, face to face.
“Bweep bert bert bert bop.”
“No kidding,” Spike said, rolling around to look at the new people. “We're making a lot of friends today.”
“This guy has fought since the beginning of the Clone Wars and to the end of the Clone Wars. He is a legend, fighting alongside many prominent figures in the war,” Sunset explained, patting his dome. “Including Skywalker himself.”
The Changeling’s wings flapped with excitement. “Skywalker? As in the Anakin Skywalker?”
“Mmmhmm,” Sunset nodded. “But that’s a discussion for another time. Now that you all have seen the base, how about we go get some grub?"
Day turned to evening. After parking the Sweetie Drop with the other freighters, the gang followed Sunset into the mess hall to get dinner. There were plenty of workers in the mess hall eating their meals, talking with others about their day, etc. And of course, there plenty of spaces to accommodate everyone. Stone walls all around just like the rest of the base, with a few warm lights that didn't hurt anyone's eyes. Various tables of shapes and sizes, a few corner booths made for private discussions.
The group followed behind Sunset as they went inside. Just then, a WA-7 service droid rolled up. "We got more customers, honey! Jedi by the look of them."
The main man they had for the kitchen poked his head out. A slightly chubby Besalisk with a mustache and dirty clothes, most likely from all the cooking he was doing. He waved to the General and saw the other guests, recognizing two of them right off the bat.
"Come on up, grab some grub!" He hollered.
Sunset smiled as she led the group forward. "Everyone, this is another old friend of mine; Dexter Jetster. Finest cook on Yavin IV."
His eyes took notice of the new members that were with her. "Wow! What do you know. The Jedi haven't gone extinct as the galaxy thinks, huh? Hehehe. Please, take whatever you like! There's more where that came from!"
Sunset and the group started to grab clean trays from the rack nearby, lining up one by one to grab some food.
"We've been trying to put in a bit more effort to have a bit more delectable food for the past few weeks. We still carry standard ration sticks on missions, but we've been trying to make the most out of who we could recruit and take. We've got food from across the galaxy here; meats, veggies, fruits, dairy products, we've got everything nutritious here to make sure we keep up the fighting force. And nothing wrong with a small bit of dessert either," Sunset gestured, showing the dessert selection at the end of the line.
She grabbed her meal first; a small amount of Nuna Legs, with a few harvested veggies grown on Naboo. And when she reached the end of the line, she grabbed a cup and got some blue milk from the dispenser, eager to sit down and enjoy her meal. One by one, everyone got something that looked delicious to them and followed Sunset to a selection of tables and booths along a wall where they could all sit.
Flurry found herself next to Ocellus as the Changeling planted herself next to her, along with the rest of Team Six as they pulled themselves to the tables. Her eyes looked around some more, looking at the cafeteria environment.
"I highly recommend you all hit the sack early tonight. Since the five of you are new, I need you to attend the Species Resources seminar in the morning before going to training," Sunset explained.
"Sunset, we know how to behave around people," Bon Bon protested.
"Maybe you do, but I still think it's necessary. This isn't the Clone Wars anymore, we're not working with the Republic. I don't want to go to work tomorrow and have to break up anyone because of some dispute over someone's tail or fur or scales. Understand?"
"... Yes Sunset," the five of them said, as if they were called out by a school principal.
"Thank you," Sunset softly replied. "Now, anyone here have a topic of conversation they would like to propose?"
"I do," Flurry asked. "If you don't mind me asking, you said that my auntie showed a picture of me when I was just a baby. Did you... know my aunt?"
Sunset was caught off guard, and she ended up doing a spit-take of her drink which managed to hit the stone wall behind Flurry's head. She took wipe her mouth and look at her friends with an embarassed look.
"S-Sorry about that. Kinda surprised me, I didn't think I'd be hearing that question today. Or at all..." the general cleared her throat. "S-So, um, what did you hear?"
"I don't really know much. My moms just told me she was a great Jedi, but... she's dead," Flurry said, rather somberly.
"... Oh. Well, your moms aren't wrong. Twilight was a great Jedi, a long time ago," Sunset began, trying to find the right way to phrase her words. "Before everything was the way it was, she along with Rainbow and Applejack here, and many others, they held a council on Equestria; a Jedi Temple. You understand what the Jedi's roles are supposed to be, right?"
"I think so?" Flurry rubbed the back of her head, and taking another sip of her milk. "But Mom only tells me a little, she doesn't really talk about it much," she said, looking over to Lyra.
"And for good reason," Lyra added. "It becomes difficult after a while."
"Well, if you're young with the Force, I think it is important to understand what happened. At least, some of it," Sunset answered. She had a small wistful smile as she thought back to long ago. "Before I joined them, I was actually an apprentice for the Sith; the Storm Empire. I didn't know why I had joined them, but they offered me a chance to live and get off the streets, only after they saw what kind of power I had. I tried to do my best with them, but I couldn't keep up with them. They taught me to use anger and rage as fuel for power."
"Which is not the Jedi way," Applejack shook her head.
"Exactly," Sunset acknowledged with a finger.
Flurry just kept nibbling on her food as she listened to the general.
"But one day, after some much contemplation and consideration... I decided to try and desert them. I escaped in my starship, and fled. What I didn't realize was I had attracted the Jedi's attention, as well as the Sith. And when I found an ancient temple holding what I thought would give me power, there they were. The Mane Jedi Council, who had followed me all the way there. Two of them sitting next to me, along with Master Twilight Sparkle; your aunt."
Flurry's expressions didn't change. She was intrigued, but she wasn't speaking much, only listening as she enjoyed her dinner with their friends.
"I didn't leave quietly. I fought as best as I could, and they dragged me out in electro-cuffs. I thought when they brought me to Equestria, my life was over. They were going to execute me on the spot, and that would be my end. I didn't ask to be dragged, I didn't want to be so angry and vengeful, I... it was how I was raised," Sunset sighed remorsefully. Rainbow's metallic fingers patted her friend's shoulder in sympathy. "But what shocked me to my core, they didn't kill me. Twilight and her friends offered me a chance to join them."
"To become a Jedi?"
"To be a better person," Sunset corrected. "From that day on, I had to work, train, build my way up to becoming a proper Force-user, understanding how to properly hone my strength. But as I stayed... I noticed something. Spending time with them, the Jedi and their friends on Equestria... I felt this strange joy, this warm feeling. It took me a while to understand but, I realized from that day on... I was home."
Lyra had to admit, she did share a smile with the others.
"From that day on, I chose to dedicate my life to helping people, to stopping the Storm Empire, and try to win the war. I didn't just jump into the battlefields to get some sick adrenaline kick from slashing at droids, or showing how much more aggression I had over others. I fought because I wanted to stand for what I believed in, and I wanted to help every citizen in the galaxy because it was right. Because it was good, and above all... it's kind."
The group of friends exchanged some silence among each other.
"Well said. Very well said," Bon Bon admitted. "I suppose that belief hasn't changed since then?"
"No. The rules may have changed, along with the current power constructs, but I'm still going to fight the Empire. For everything and everyone we lost, and to finally make things right. Even if it means if I have to go down fighting to accomplish it," Sunset reassured with boldness in her voice.
"I hope so, for our sake. I just don't want to come back to a war that will play us all again," Lyra said with a rather low and ominous tone.
"Lyra, I swear to you, this isn't going to be the same."
"I hope so, Sunset. I hope so..."
Once their newest recruits had gone to bed, Sunset went straight back to work. With Spike following her, the two of them entered one of many briefing rooms on base. Waiting for her was Captain Sentry, Admiral Raddus, General Dodonna, Spike, and R2-D2.
"I apologize for delaying our meeting. Now that our new recruits have settled in, I believe now we can take a look at those dataplans. Spike, do you have them?"
"Still have them," Spike nodded, using one of his receptors to access the port. "Displaying dataplans, now."
Everyone gathered around the projection, watching as a new image was on display. A blueprint schematic of a TIE Fighter; unlike any they had ever seen. Three wings in a triangular formation, with weapons on each wing. Along with the schematics were detailed notes regarding the structure and design.
"What kind of TIE is that?" Captain Sentry asked, confused.
"According to the schematics, it's called a TIE Defender," Spike answered. "Commissioned by Grand Admiral Thrawn of the Imperial High Command."
"Thrawn... I recognize that name," Sunset grit her teeth. "Hard to believe he used to be an officer of the Republic. Great mind, and yet he chose to stay with them." She briefly recognized the attention of the other officers in the room and cleared her throat. "Anyways, Spike, is there anything else about this project from the data?"
"Well, there's more information regarding weapons and technicalities, but it's going to take hours to go through. I think we better show some of this to the analysts," Spike said.
"Are there factories producing this project? How many of them are there?" General Dodonna asked.
"Apparently, just one. There are coordinates marked, but I can't say I've been to the system," Spike said.
"Beep boop. Brt bop beep, bwoop bweep bop," R2 chittered.
"Great. Not even R2 recognize these coordinates," Spike groaned.
"I'll talk with the imagery analysts," Raddus spoke up. "Perhaps someone else might know the system. Maybe those new recruits might know as well."
"I'll talk to them about it in the morning. Right now, let's just put our focus on this. Is there any other relevant information we should know from here?"
"So far, no. I'll try to have more information as we decrypt through it," Spike said.
"I think you've done enough today Spike. You should go get charged up. And that goes for you too, General," Admiral Raddus ordered.
"Admiral, I'm not tired," Sunset protested.
"Sunset, when is the last time you've gotten sleep?"
"I'll sleep after we decipher this information," Sunset argued.
"Sunset, come on, you don't think straight when you're tired. I know you're stressed, but you need some rest," Flash insisted.
"I... okay," Sunset agreed, defeated. She couldn't argue with the admiral, or her friend. She never did function well being awake for more than the allotted hours any normal being should have been awake. "You have someone else to take over my shift?"
"Yeah, we got it," Flash nodded.
"Alright. See you in the morning guys," Sunset waved as she left the briefing room.
"Good night General," General Dodonna nodded.
The door slid open with a faint grinding of metal, and Sunset Shimmer stepped through and into her quarters. It was a small room, simple in both accommodations and decorations; the biggest addition she had made was for a small terrarium, containing in it a small reminder of home in the form of an Equestrian sun gecko. Ray, as she’d named the little reptile, was the one bright spot in an otherwise very spartan chamber.
There was always so much work to be done, she saw little point in trying to beautify a chamber she mostly just used for sleeping, or for checking up on her pet. And besides… she was still a Jedi at heart. Or at least, she did as much to live up to the ideal as she could.
Sunset removed her jacket and carelessly tossed it over a nearby chair. As she then sat down on her bunk and began to remove her boots, it finally started to sink in for her that she was, in fact, tired. Very tired, as found herself unable to suppress a big, embarrassing yawn.
“How long have I been up?” Sunset mused out loud, wincing as she sucked in a deep breath, and stretched. Aches and stiff muscles that she had ignored earlier on were now making their existence known, and she winced as she unbuckled her belt and lightsaber.
I really need to get some sleep, she thought ruefully. She stripped down to her underclothes, and then put on a simple top and pants for her nightwear. The soft pajama clothes made her very much ready to just clamber into bed and fall into a deep, hopefully long, sleep, but there was still one more step to attend to before she could do just that.
Sunset knelt on the floor, and pulled a mat and a cushion out from underneath her bunk. She set the two out in the center of the floor – cushion resting neatly on top of the mat – and then, after a few careful stretches to relax, she sat down on top of the mat, closed her eyes, and worked to gather her thoughts.
As she sat, breathing steadily, rhythmically, in and out, Sunset felt herself start to relax. The weight of the day’s work began to slip away, as she opened herself up to the flow of the Force…
I am one with the Force, and the Force is one with me…
Sunset repeated, in her head, the mantra, over and over again, as she slipped bit by bit into a meditative trance.
--
Across the galaxy, another figure was seated in meditation.
Like Sunset Shimmer, this person was a Force user, resting after a long day and reaching out for the Force. Unlike Sunset Shimmer, this person was seated, not on a humble mat on a plain stone floor, but inside of a high-tech metal chamber on top of a raised, hexagonal dais.
Inside this chamber, oxygen and other breathing gases were occasionally, almost rhythmically, pumped inside, for the benefit of the occupant. The person inside the chamber did not mind the sound, the steady hiss of pressurized air, and the faint hum of machinery. They were long since used to it. No, the occupant of the breathing chamber sat stiffly, regally; they might have almost been a statue… or perhaps, a machine at rest, would have been a more fitting description.
If the Force swirled gently around Sunset Shimmer, it churned and writhed around this person. Like a raging river, or a blazing wildfire, the Force stormed and thundered… and the occupant of the breathing chamber would not have it any other way.
Peace was a lie. One that the Jedi had clung to for a thousand generations, and it had led them to their doom. There was no peace in the galaxy. There was only passion, and power, and strength… and only for those with the will to take it. This was the true secret of the Force. This was the true power…
The power of the Dark.
All the while as Sunset tapped into the Force, she sunk deep into her mind, feeling a sense of calm and easement. She felt the spirits of the past flowing with her, meditating with her. She was ready to slip further away--
Shimmer.
Sunset's eyes twitched. She knew that voice that called to her.
Shimmer.
Her eyes opened, finding herself in the middle of a wide open plain. Grassy blades brushed in the wind, and she saw some open patches of paved land in front of her. And to top it all off, the sun was nice and shining over a beautiful summer day. This wasn't Yavin IV; it was Equestria.
She didn't know what was enticing her, but she chose to take a few feet forward and step into the open path in front of her. She looked around her, taking in that warm air and beauty around her. But a new prescence made her turn around, instantly. Suddenly, standing across from her in the open path was Darth Midnight. She stood stiffly, staring off at her, breathing heavily into her air filters.
Sunset grit her teeth. "Midnight."
"It won't be long before we face each other again. Our long awaited meeting will soon come."
Sunset said nothing. She just stared defiantly back.
"You could have joined me and the Empire. You could have helped bring justice to the galaxy."
Sunset scoffed. "Your construct of justice is just keeping everyone in line with fear and scare tactics. I'm not going to be any part of it. Just give up trying to talk me into joining, it didn't work before, it won't work now."
Midnight was quiet for a moment. Her voice turned dangerously low. "You still stand by your beliefs I see. You haven't forgotten what Master Twilight had taught you."
A gust of wind brushed through Sunset's hair as she stood, but it didn't faze her.
"I must admit, I was quite surprised to find out that two more members of the Jedi Council had finally come out of hiding," she said, rather ominously low. "It'd be a shame if the remaining three didn't find you..."
That sentence made Sunset's spine tingle. And she broke her fierce look for a moment.
"That scares you, doesn't it? Just the thought of seeing the very last of the original Jedi Masters no longer in existence, all of those memories just... fading away..."
"You wouldn't dare..."
"It will only be a matter of time before they are found, and all traces of the Clone Wars past is erased forever. Although they aren't as important as another matter. You have a new addition to your Rebellion, don't you? I felt a strange energy in my chambers, raw energy that I haven't felt in a long time..."
Her mask kept breathing intensely, sending more shivers down Sunset's spine.
"I will await the day I finally meet your new apprentice. Til we meet again, Shimmer..."
--
Sunset's eyes opened wide and she gasped. Her heart pounded against her chest, and she nearly fell over with a splitting headache. She pulled herself onto her hands and knees, trying to breathe slowly and carefully. Sweat was running down her forehead, and she tried to wipe it away as best as she could. Carefully, she pulled herself up to sit, letting her legs rest on the ground while her back laid against her bed.
The General reached for a nearby towel, wiping some of the excess sweat from her head, trying to bring her heart rate down. And suddenly she felt a strange bump of scales rub against her hand. Looking by, she saw that her pet had escaped its terrarium and had crawled its way towards her. He kept nudging her hand, trying to give her some means of affection. He saw her and was scared out of his mind. Sunset smiled softly and extended a hand to let Ray climb into her palm. She raised her hand up, moving her arm around so he could climb on top of her hand so he could see her.
"It's okay Ray," she whispered. "I'm okay. I hope."
The gecko still gave her a nuzzle with his head, and Sunset couldn't help but nuzzle back. For all the hell that this war was, she did have her moments of sunshine and joy that made it worth fighting for. And having little Ray with her made the fighting all the more worth it. Ray climbed up her arm and down her body, curling up on her lap just to keep her company. Sunset didn't bother to find, she enjoyed having her little ray of sunshine with her. Feeling exhausted, her eyes wearily closed, and she fell asleep.
Stats
Page generated in 0.03 seconds
Total duration
974 users online
550,838 hits today, 2,561,572 yesterday
FIMFiction
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Fanfiction
Designed and coded by knighty & Xaquseg - © 2011-2024
Follow & Support Us
Support us
SubStar
Chat!
Discord
Follow us
Twitter
MLP: Friendship is Magic® - © 2024 Hasbro Inc.®
Fimfiction is in no way affiliated with or endorsed by Hasbro Inc.®
It was a wait, but very much worth it, Four.
Lots of fun to see the various cameos in this chapter - everybody from the droids like Chopper and K2 (really found his interaction with Flurry to be hilarious), as well as other faces as well.
And we got another tease of our major Dark Side leader here... Midnight's little Force-vision confrontation with Sunset was nicely done.
I always wondered about the time on Empire Rise to power