Sabine watches the fight before her first clenched tight with the white of her knuckles showing. Her brother seems to be having a hard time defeating his opponent.

Tristan suited in his fully armor was blocking a fury of punches and kicks. His opponent who was dressed in green mandalorian armor swings his fist to the right causing it to connect with the side of Tristan's face. The force of the punch causes Tristan's helmet to fly off and skip along the ground.

He stumbles back and shakes his head and brings up his hands to strike back, but when he looks up he couldn't see his opponent anywhere. Turning around he was meet with fist slamming right into him causing him to fly back and onto the ground.

Barely being able to lift his head he looks up at the Mandalorian with a glare, but not before slowly turning to face Sabine in the crowd giving her an apologetic look. He drops his head and falls unconscious causing his opponent to raise his arms in victory.

Removing his helmet reveals a young man with braided blonde hair. He lets out a loud war cry towards the crowd a smile on his face. He turns to Sabine direction and makes his way over to her. He stops in front of her podium where she sat with her mother and father.

"No matter what challenge comes my way," He begins to speak. "I Konda Strorrass of Clan Eldar shall crush all who stand between me and my prize!" He gives Sabine one last look and a toothy grin before walking off with his helmet on his side.

Slamming her fist against the stand, Sabine jumps over her podium and rushes over to her brother who was still on the ground. Sliding over him, Sabine sits him up and gives him a shake.

"Tristan?"

He lets out a grumble and slowly opens his eyes.

"Ugh…Everything is shaking," He says. Shaking his head, Tristan looks at Sabine a few second later a frown grows on his face. "Sabine I'm…sorry I couldn't,"

Sabine silences him and pats his shoulder and lets out a sigh.

"It's alright you tried your best."

The two Wren siblings were back on Krownest to patch up their wounds. Tristan was in his room resting while Sabine Sat on the snowy ground in front of the frozen lake.

She lets out a sigh, her slender arms fall behind her as she stares off into the distance. Over the years of her staying on Krownest with her family to help Mandalor be free from the empire.

Her time in the Rebellion has been sparse especially when the fighting intensified when the final battle came to push back the last of the empire remnants in the sector. But when news of the Empire's super weapon being destroyed near Yavin 4 came it caused the rest of their forces to retreat into the core worlds.

Ever since then Mandalor has been aiding the rebellion by sending them ships, supplies. After the war to free their sector their numbers were low and needed time to grow and repair the damage the empire has done.

And with Clan Wren being one of the first few to stand up against the Empire many responsibilities were given to them.

Over the years Sabine has grown into a fierce young woman though to be completely honest nothing is any different about her other than the change of her hair which was now bright yellow with some streak of red.

Its been years since she has had any direct interaction with the rebellion…since she had any interaction with the Ghost crew. She lets out a sigh as memories with begin to flow back into her head.

"Sabine?"

Turning around, Sabine sees her mother walking down the stairs. Time has aged her well with her hair slightly turning grey, but her features still strong and fierce.

"I was just made aware of the outcome," she walks over Sabine and sits down on her knees next to her. "Have you chosen a third challenger yet?" Her mother just like Sabine, she was not too keen on having Konda "claim" her daughter as his mate. Over the years of finally being with her daughter once again she has come to learn that Sabine was not someone who can be just picked up from her feet and taken away. She must make the choice herself and no one could say otherwise.

"No…" Sabine says without staring at her mother. "I have to find someone before the twelfth rotation or else that means…" An angry expression grew on Sabine's face not wanting to say the rest.

Ursa stares down at her daughter her stoic expression faltering slightly.

"Perhaps there could be someone left to be a challenger."

"There is no one in sector that I trust enough to fight for me." Sabine says with frustration. "Both Tristan and I have both lost fair and square."

"What about someone who not of this sector?"

"What are you talking about?" Sabine asks finally looking up at her mother.

"The challenger does not specifically have to be of Mandalorian descent," Her mother says. "The tradition doesn't state that they can't be an outsider."

Sabine starts to understand what her mother was saying. She gets up from her seat and begins to make her way towards the stairs. Her mother stands up and watches but was surprised to see her run back to her engulfing her in a hug.

Sabine begins to pack what essentials she'll need for the trip ahead. She won't lie a part of her was excited after all this time she'll finally get a chance to return to her friends.

All set and ready to move Sabine takes one of the vacant kom'rk-class fighters near her family home.

Looking out the glass, Sabine sees her family waving her off as her ship begins to ascend. She types in a few coordinates and positions the ship to jump. With a click of a button, the stars around her begin to stretch as her ship jumps into hyperspace.

Sabine sits back in her seat and lets out a sigh. She couldn't remember the last time she saw the rest of the Ghost crew. It'll be a nice change then always being surrounded by random relatives that she probably only saw once when she was a child. She wishes she could be visiting for a better reason.

Sabine sits silently for the rest of trip until finally she jumps out of hyperspace to see the massive green planet. It was almost hard for not to jump in her seat as she approaches the planet.

A pair of X-wing fighters flew in on her flanks.

"Unknown fighter identify yourself." Says a voice from her coms.

"This is Sabine Wren of clan Wren from Mandalor." Sabine says pushing down on a button. "I'm here on business to meet someone."

"Hold while we confirm your identity." Answers a pilot.

Keeping a steady speed, Sabine waits for them to respond back to her. Only taking a few minutes, the voice returns and tells her to follow the x-wings down to a landing platform.

The base has grown since the last time Sabine was here. There was a large group of fighters in a row with various pilots inspecting the ships and keeping maintenance.

She lands her fighter and opens the cockpit and jumps onto the ground. She looks around to see if there was anything she found familiar.

"Miss, we need you to come with me." A rebel guard walks up to her a data pad in his hand and a blaster rifle hung on his back.

"Oh, it's alright," Sabine says. "I'm here to meet Hera Syndulla…er…I mean General Syndulla."

This didn't change the guard's plan and insisted on her following him.

"Is there a problem here soldier?" Asks a voice behind Sabine.

"Captain!" The guard quickly responds. "I'm just following protocol to bring," he looks down at his data pad. "Sabine Wren to command to get her inspected."

A pair of purple hands fell on Sabine's shoulder and pulls her back.

"Don't worry I'll make sure she is uh…properly inspected."

Looking between his data pad and to whoever it was behind Sabine he lets out a sigh and salutes. He walks away leaving Sabine and whoever it was that just helped her.

"You know if you plan on coming here you should at least let one of know."

Finally turning around, Sabine came face to face with a very familiar purple furred lasast. His large frame overshadowing her's.

"Zeb!" Sabine yells as she jumps at him wrapping her arms around his waist.

As if he knew what was coming, Zed kept his arms open for her second before she jumped at him.

"It's good to see you too Sabine." He says. "Been too long."

The two pull away and smile at each other.

"How have you been?" Sabine asks.

"Eh you know same old same old," he says shrugging. "Hitting the Empire here and there, but mostly I'm in charge of training the new recruits." He motions her to follow him. "What about you? It's been what how many years?"

The two begin to talk as they walk both sharing stories about what has happened. They arrive at a very welcoming sight as they approach a certain ship they spent so many years in.

"I can't believe it's still standing after all these years." Sabine says with a big smile.

"Don't let Hera hear you say that." Zeb says with a low laugh. "Come on, she should be inside doing some repairs." He pulls up his wrist and dials a code and speaks. "Hey, it's me Zeb, I got someone you need to see."

"Can it wait Zeb I'm a little…Ah! Chopper I said hold it steady!"

Zeb gives Sabine a smile while raising a brow making Sabine muffle a laugh.

"I think you'll want to see who it is."

"Alright I'll be out in a second."

The two watches as the ramp to lower itself revealing Hera standing back wiping her hands.

"Okay Zeb who's this…person," Hera's eyes grew wide as she stares down at Sabine. She slowly walks down the ramp and stands in front of Sabine examining her from top to bottom.

Sabine looks back with a wide smile on her face.

Without any words the two embrace each other in a hug both of them burying their faces within each other shoulders.

Zeb steps back to give the two some room and walks up the ramp.

Hera pulls out from the hug her eyes getting a little watery.

"Sabine what are you doing here?" She asks. "Heh what does it matter, I'm so happy to see her."

"I'm happy to see you too."

"You've grown up so much," Hera says looking over Sabine again. "You look great."

Sabines nods her head in thanks.

For the next hour the two-talk non-stop each of them just happy to be with each other's presence. It wasn't after they caught up that Hera asks her why she decided to visit suddenly.

Sabine lets out a sigh as explains her predicament.

"A month ago, a Mandalorian names Konda Strorrass decided he wanted to claim me as…mate." Sabine says the last word with great distaste. "Of course, I rejected him, so his response was to challenge me for his right."

Hera gives her a worried look.

"I'm guessing you're here not because you want to celebrate you winning." Hera asks.

Sabine shakes her head and lets out a sigh.

"I'm allowed to choose two others to challenge Konda along with me and both Tristan and I lost our fight with him."

Hera begins to put two and two together as to why Sabine was here.

"So, you're here to ask a final challenger." Hera ask crossing her arms as she stares at Sabine with a worried look.

Without answering Sabine nods her head.

"I know it's very sudden, but there isn't anyone I can depend on to do this and…" Sabine was stopped by Hera who places a hand on hers.

"Sabine we're family," Hera says giving her a comforting smile. "No matter where you are or how far you are from us we'll always be a family." Hera says clenching her hand. "And a family always helps each other."

Sabine gives the motherly Twi'lek a thankful smile.

"Now I'm pretty there's someone around here that will be just as happy to see you as he is to help you." Hera says. "Come on I'm pretty sure I know where he is."

Hey guys I hope you like the story! This is my first time writing fanfiction so yea. The idea came to me one day and I thought "hey why not i write about this?" and so blamo out came this...whatever it is. AGain I hope you enjoy the read.