AN: I'm back, at last!

The new Inquisitor stood before the rescue team. "I thought the Inquisition perished at Malachor!" exclaimed Ezra, surprised.

"Oh, that mission greatly reduced our numbers, but there are still many more of us," said the Ninth Sister.

"Malachor? That place is real?" wondered Tristan.

"Yeah, I have bad memories of that place," replied Ezra, as he charged in to duel the new inquisitor.

Meanwhile, Kanan and Rau landed on the Phantom and rushed to help. When they arrived, Ezra was dueling the inquisitor, while Sabine handled the Stormtroopers, and Tristan was getting his father to safety.

"Kanan, I'm so glad you made it," said Ezra.

"Kanan Jarrus, I've been looking forward to this for years," said the Ninth Sister.

"Well, I'm not going out without a fight!" proclaimed Kanan, charging into the duel.

After a few minutes of dueling, the Ninth Sister pushed Kanan and Ezra aside, turning her attention to Tristan, still helping his father. It was then she knew what she had to do.

The Ninth Sister activated the spinning mode on her saber, and threw it.

"Tristan, look out!" screamed Sabine, noticing, but it was too late.

The blade had not struck Tristan, but instead his and Sabine's father. The man collapsed to the ground as Tristan helplessly watched. His father was dead. The Ninth Sister retrieved her blade, and continued to duel Kanan and Ezra, who had gotten back up.

Meanwhile, at the Clan Wren Fort on Krownest

Countess Ursa Wren sat on her throne, wondering why Sabine and Tristan had not reported in yet. Suddenly, it hit her.

The communications were jammed, they're in trouble!

"Prepare my ship," said Ursa. "And summon six of our best fighters. I'm afraid this rescue mission now needs rescuing itself."

Back in Sundari Prison

As Kanan and Ezra dueled the Ninth Sister, Sabine heard a voice on her comlink. "Sabine, we're coming to help."

"Mother?" said Sabine, surprised. "This is very risky, there's an –"

The communications cut out again, just as a gauntlet fighter crashed backwards into the window.

"This is our chance, run!" said Kanan.

Kanan and Ezra ran, the Ninth sister in hot pursuit. Sabine, Tristan, and Rau soon followed. The six Mandalorian warriors ran out to fight the Ninth sister, but were all cut down in seconds. The Gauntlet fighter took off into the atmosphere.

Onboard the ship, the five members of the Strike Team were all exhausted.

"Where's Orion?" said Ursa.

"Viscount Orion Wren was an honorable Mandalorian, but I'm sorry, Countess, he didn't make it," said Rau.

Ursa almost cried, but barely managed to hold it in. The Gauntlet went into space, and it and the Ghost jumped to hyperspace.

Meanwhile, aboard the Chimaera, Thrawn contacted the Ninth Sister. "Inquisitor, was your mission successful?"

"Somewhat. Viscount Orion Wren is dead, but the rebels escaped. Should I pursue?" said the Ninth Sister coldly.

"No, my bodyguard, Rukh, will attend to this matter," replied Thrawn. He ended the transmission. "Rukh, you are to eliminate the rebels at the Clan Wren fort on Krownest."

"As you wish sir," said Rukh.

The Gauntlet and Ghost came out of hyperspace and landed on Krownest. Landing at the Clan Wren fortress, they entered, not noticing the imperial starfighter on the side of the building.

As Ursa walked to sit on her throne and discuss the situation at hand, a mysterious being jumped out from behind the throne. Sabine and Tristan drew their blasters, but the being was too fast. Ursa felt a massive jolt of painful electricity in her back, and collapsed.

Rukh looked on with a wicked smile as the great Mandalorian fell to her knees. "My work here is done. I imagine we will be seeing each other again soon," he said, returning into the shadows, exiting the fort, and taking off in his ship.

"Mother!" yelled Sabine and Tristan simultaneously, rushing to the wounded Ursa's side.

"Sabine… come… closer..." said Ursa weakly. "You… are… a… true… Mandalorian. You… are… worthy… to… lead..."

"Mother, no, I won't lose you..." Sabine cried, attempting to wipe away tears.

"It's… too… late… for… that. You… have… made… me… proud… Countess… Sabine… Wren..."

Ursa went limp, and Ezra and Kanan could sense her presence dissipating into the Force. It was over.

Sabine didn't know how long she stayed at her mother's side.