Technical Specialty	StarFighter and Starship Repair
Combat Specialty	Interception/Recon
Side Arm	Modified SoroSuub QuickSnap 36T Blaster Carbine
Favorite Beverage	Blue Stuff
Physical Description	Human Male, Age 28

Bio: Jeff grew up in a middle class, easy going family on Coruscant. His father was a merchant who owned a small shipping business. Jeff's mother also was involved in the family business. Although they were often gone at a week or two at a time, Jeff enjoyed a happy life, ignorant of the rebellion raging out in the Rim. All that changed when Jeff was just seventeen years old when an officer flanked by two storm troopers visited him when his mother and father were off world on business. "Son…something has happened." Those words would change Jeff's life forever. Jeff discovered from the official report that a group a rebels jumped the transport group and raided the frigates. Apparently my parents were captured, the report said, that they were brutally tortured concerning information they knew nothing about. Torture was clearly evident on the bodies that Jeff had to identify. Jeff wanted only revenge against the monsters that did this and immediately joined the Imperial Academy. Driven by his rage he quickly rose to top of his class. If he had waited one more year he would have had the qualifications to join an Interceptor wing, but he couldn't wait. He kept sending requests for duty near the rim, where the rebels were. Soon after he got that chance. He was transferred to a TIE Bomber squadron. After about a year of duty their TIE bomber squadron was ordered to bomb a suspected Rebel base on Dantooine. There was in fact a rebel base, however, its seize was much larger than intelligence had reported. Their fighter cover was blown away quickly and had to scramble to just try to get back to the Nebulon-B. Jeff managed to separate from the group and had picked up only one X-Wing. He knew he had a chance. However, the pilot on his tail was an obvious Ace, and Jeff's bulky and shieldless bomber was no mach for the X-Wing. Jeff's rage exploded inside him, he wasn't going down alone. He allowed the X-Wing to get closer on his tail while doing his best to avoid its laser fire. When the X-Wing was practically within arms reach. Jeff cut throttle, but as he did his knee moved the stick a bit causing the collision only to sever the X-Wings left wing (it's shields had already been blown in combat with the TIE fighters). His bomber was, however, coming apart at the seems. He last memories of the crash were trying to get back some thruster power before he hit the water of a nearby river. Jeff awoke with his hands shackled behinds his back, bloody, and completely soaked. The rebel pilot had survived and captured him. While the awaited a transport to come pick them up. Jeff violently cursed at the rebel as he made several attempts to open the lines of communication. Jeff was dragged back to the base for interrogation. After a week, Jeff finally spoke about why he hated the rebels so much. After telling them the story of his parents' demise they related him a different story. Apparently Jeff's parents were running supplies for the Rebellion and during on exchange were ambushed by the Empire. Jeff refused to believe this at first, but when they were able to prove through several R-2 units who still had video documentation of the battle. Jeff was filled rage ten fold that he had felt for rebellion for the Empire which was responsible for his parents death . He wished to right his past wrongs and still to avenge his bold parents. He joined in with Bandit Wing at first a squadron loosely associated with the rebellion filled with lose cannons and people with shady pasts. He proved himself to be loyal and when the opportunity presented itself he put in a transfer to the Liberty to join Corsair to fly the craft he truly loved, the A-Wing. Porky's bombing history is what got him his nickname, but he always took speed and maneuverability over sheer firepower.

Technical Specialty	Imperial Starfighter Combat Tactics
Combat Specialty	X-Wing pilot
Side Arm	Standard-issue Alliance blaster pistol
Favorite Beverage	Alderaanian Brandy
Physical Description	Human male, age 26 standard, 1.83m, 94kg, brown hair, grey eyes.

Bio: Born and raised on Alderaan, Mauler lived throughout his childhood in the rural parts of the planet and longed to join the imperial military, inspired by news of their continuous victories against the "barbaric rebel terrorists". At age 18, Jeoffrey moved to Alderaan's capital city, and there reveived an education which enabled him to join the imperial academy. Initially signing up for officer training in the Imperial Navy, Mauler quickly became interested in piloting and starfighter combat tactics. He transfered over to Flight School where he graduted with flying color as a TIE Interceptor pilot and was assigned to the Nebulon B Frigate "Impetuous". After surviving through numerous engagements against Rebels and pirates Jeoffrey quickly became disheartened by the loss of many of his comrades, and the subsequent slaughter of new recutis prematurely sent in the field. By the end of his first year in active duty, he already questionned his loyalty to the Empire... then came news of Alderaan's destruction. Devastated, Mauler flew on for a couple of mission until the "Impetuous" was ambushed by an Alliance Mon Calamari Cruiser. Knowing defeat was inevitable, Jeoffrey surrendered at the start of the battle and was tractored in the Rebel Cruiser. As he was brought aboard and put in the ship's brig, Mauler knew that the Impetuous, and his friends, had been destroyed and killed. For months, Jeoffrey had to endure constant interrogations and psychologycal testing, while Alliance intel ran complete background checks on him and eventually came up with nothing. He was reluctantly released and cleared for acceptance in Alliance Flight Training. Mauler spent over a year training for advanced fighter piloting, which proved much more intense than the one he received from the Empire. Eventually, he reached active status as an X-wing and A-wing pilot, though his marks proved that he was at his best while flying an X-wing. After a few more months on board an Alliance Strike Cruiser, Mauler was transfered to the Liberty's Corsair Squadron. Though he now flew against the Empire, he knew that few of his fellow piltos aboard the Strike Cruiser had truly trusted him. However, even he could never shed the doubts that crept in his mind whenever he flew on a mission... wether or not his choice had been right, if it was worth the price he paid for it. He only hoped that this situation would change aboard the Liberty.

Technical Specialty	Starfighter Repair
Combat Specialty	Dogfighting
Side Arm	Blastech DL-18 Blaster Pistol, Melee Standard Vibroblade
Favorite Beverage	Corellian Brandi with Quarren Ale
Physical Description	human male, age 18 standard, 1.8m, 77kg, brown hair, hazel eyes

Bio: Brendan Cohoe was born on Kessel to parents in the Imperial Civil Service who managed the processing sections of spice plant #HK90070027. His parents placed him in the group crèche for his raising and promptly forgot about him. This was an all too familiar occurrence on Imperial outposts where parents abdicated their responsibility in favor of the State run institutions. Life was hard on Kessel, even for the son of two administrators. Brendan grew up with strict rules and turned out to be someone who only looked out for one person and one person only, himself. He became a cook, serving meals to the galactic flotsom and jetsom that the Empire washed up on the shores of the spice mines. Crime lords, common criminals, and the odd political prisoner, Brendan had a first hand look at those who had hit rock bottom in the galaxy. But with the few credits he earned, and with the political pull of his parents, he bought an old modified version of the T-16 Skyhopper. Teaching himself to fly he soon bid goodbye to the spice mines and made his way to the nearby trading center on Kessel where, in addition to getting a job as a cook, he started a small courier business. Hired to transport a Sullustan he unwittingly became an accomplice to murder. He landed his passenger at the coordinates specified and waited approximately one hour when, as scheduled, his passenger returned to the transport. But before he could lift off, his hopper was surrounded by Stormtroopers, who took both Brendan and the Sullustan into custody. It turned out that the Sullustan was involved in a smuggling operation and had just assassinated a high ranking Imperial Officer who had been taking graft from the operation. After being interrogated for several weeks Brendan was sentenced to life imprisonment in the spice mines. He never received any word from his parents and he never saw them again. Eleven months working in the mines nearly killed him but taught him much about what was happening in the galaxy at large. He learned of the oppression of the non-human races by the Empire and saw the number of political prisoners rise. He also heard of the growing rebellion against the tyranny of the Emperor. While many tried to escape and were killed for their trouble, Brendan watched and waited. His knowledge of the operation of the spice mines, learned from his parents, gave him an advantage that others did not enjoy. He waited for his chance and managed to s#96968B a breathing apparatus used in the lower levels of the mine that were subject to flooding. With this he took a desperate gamble and sealed himself in with a load of spice. During shipment he managed to extricate himself from the cargo pod and gain entrance to the crew sections of the freighter. Luckily the ship was flying shorthanded and, after a brief (and fatal) struggle with the three crewmen on board, he found himself free. Brendan managed to jettison the cargo and to pilot the ship deep into the Outer Rim before he succumbed to spice poisoning from his over exposure to the stuff. Luckily, his ship was discovered by elements of the Alliance (Red Squadron) and he was transferred to a hospital ship. After his recovery he joined the Rebellion and applied for a position as a starfighter pilot. Training and combat assignments followed and due to his skill and abilities he was assigned to Buccaneer Squadron.

Technical Specialty	Starfighter Repair
Combat Specialty	Two Handed Sword Fighting Style
Side Arm	BlasTech DL-18; Lomabian Fighting Sword
Favorite Beverage	Suicide Slide
Physical Description	Human Male, age 22 standard, 1.61 m. 60 kg., black hair, green eyes

Bio: Born into the fighting class of the human colony of Lomabi; Jonathan "Valkyrie" Hu was by birthright destined to become a "protector" of the people. In the Lomabi society this was both a high honor and a weighty responsibility. As he progressed through the rigorous martial training, he also began to study starfighters and their maintenance in his free time. This gave him the knowledge and skills to enable him to make small starfighter repairs in the field. Valkyrie also was trained in the Lomabian Sword fighting style. A Lomabian Fighting Sword is made of a light but strong alloy. It is based on the same principle as the vibro-blade and is activated upon leaving the scabbard. Valkyrie also studied the two handed fighting style of the Mortem and is considered a master at this form of martial combat. The Lomabians were an proud and honorable race, and when the Empire first came, they accepted a treaty of alliance. However, when the Empire set up a garrison on the planet and stationed a star destroyer in orbit, the Lomabians became wary. When asked to remove the garrison and star destroyer (something allowed under the treaty they and the Imperium had signed), the Empire reacted in violent force. The Lomabians retaliated with violence of their own, ten-folded by their anger at being betrayed. Realizing that their planet would eventually be overrun, the Lomabians decided to evacuate. Valkyrie was assigned to Vermilion Flight, the flight of four Y-Wings which were to defend the last of the fleeing transports carrying the population off Lomabi. While safe-guarding the last group of transports, Valkyrie was carried away in the heat of battle and strayed too far from the transports while skirmishing with the TIEs which were attacking the main diversionary force. When Imperial reinforcements appeared Vermilion Flight was cut off from rejoining the ships they were guarding. Resulting from this major tactical mistake, the last group of transports were destroyed, one of which was carrying Valkyrie's girlfriend, Katrina. Cut off and outnumbered, Valkyrie's entire flight was lost, and he soon found himself fighting alone. Finally, with most of his systems inoperable, he initiated the hyperdrive sequence, but a malfunction caused a failure in his astromech he came out of hyperspace far from the known areas of the Outer Rim. Wounded in the battle he managed to land is damaged craft on the planet, Mortem, a rather desolate place with a hostile environment where only the strong survived. Here he learned of the drink called a Suicide Slide, which became his favorite to this day. Valkyrie stayed on Mortem until he had healed in body and spirit and learned the ways of their fighting arts which were similar to that of the Lomabians. Having repaired his Y-Wing he departed and went in search of the rebellion, word of which had reached even the backwater world of Mortem. After searching for many months, he finally made contact with the rebels and came to the Cruiser Liberty where he joined the fight against the Empire as a pilot in Buccaneer. Due to the loss of his girlfriend, he is often passive, and rarely extends himself outward to others. Though when his friendship is gained, his loyalty is unmatched. He will aid the Rebellion in as many ways as he can.

Technical Specialty	Flight systems design analyst
Combat Specialty	Sniper
Side Arm	Rovar AR holdout blaster
Favorite Beverage	Jones Soda
Physical Description	Human male, age undeclared, 1.63m, blond hair, hazel eyes.

Bio: Nick as a young boy grew up rather quickly. His family owned a subspace refueling platform orbiting Turkana III. Nick's father, Dave, was quick to get his only son into the field of Starship analysis. Nick excelled, especially in the area of Navigational Systems on most ships that he came in touch with. He successfully got a junk Blockade runner working again and became a great help as a flight maintenance technician. While working on the station a group of merchants jumped into the system on a Modified Corvette and requested immediate help due to a malfunction of their navigational system. Nick was quick to help. When it turned out that the Merchants had lost all of their credits due to a pirate raid they offered Nick an A-Wing starfighter in return for his services. Soon after acquiring the A-Wing, Nick had tought himself to fly it. The speed, agility, and swivel lasers of the ship put him up against a new challenge. He adapted and became a well trained starfighter pilot and excelled in combat maneuverability. He spent most of his time targeting small drones and became a excellent sharp shooter. Talyn was out on a small exhibition flight when a Calamari Cruiser jumped in to the sector at about 3 klicks away. The long range sensor pack identified it as the Alliance CRS Liberty. He had never seen a ship that size before and before he knew it two Nebulon b-2 modified Frigate's arrived and began attacking the Liberty. Several snub fighters launched from the hanger of the Liberty, including several from the legendary Rogue Squadron. Nick thre himself into the fray on behalf of the rebel ships. During the short battle one of the Frigates was badly mauled and both barely anaged to escape. Damaged, the Liberty needed repairs and Nick offered assistance. For his courage, Talyn was offered a position aboard the Liberty as a member of Corsair Squadron. Nick jumped at the offer to join the Alliance cause and has served the Alliance ever since.

Technical Specialty	Hyperspace Physics
Combat Specialty	Combat Marksmanship
Side Arm	DL-44
Favorite Beverage	Anything Alcoholic
Physical Description	Human male, Age: 27 standard, Height: 1.72m Hair: Brown, Eyes: Green

Bio: Philip's earliest memory was of the Imperial Academy, under the name of Carg Varia. He was 18 with no memories of his life before enrolling to the Academy after extensive medical treatment. He excelled as a pilot but was overlooked many times during squad placement. He was eventually assigned to tie interceptor squadron Iota on the Strike Cruiser Ironhand. He was soon given the callsign 'Remorseless' and became a respected member of his squadron. On his 19th birthday, he was flying in a raid on a suspected 'Rebel Base' in the Outer Rim when his ship was disabled. After taking a heavy beating the Ironhand and the 2 Victory Star Destroyers retreated, leaving him helpless in space with very little oxygen left. He sent out a surrender message as he blacked out... He woke up on a Rebel freighter, where he was questioned before being imprisoned. He was being shipped to another Rebel base when he was able to escape by stealing a shuttle. He returned to the Ironhand's command sector where he was soon rejoined with his squadron. Over the next few weeks his dreams were plagued by strange visions of an unknown freighter being attacked. He would be in control of the freighter while a Z-95 snubfighter was escorting them -- he was within a planet's atmosphere and his engines had just been blown away by 6 TIE bombers, he was going down and there was no way to prevent the inevitable crash. Other images also intruded on his dreams, they included images of a family, on a peaceful world, miles away from the Imperial wars. It was the eve of his 21st birthday when the dreams seemed to reveal a set of coordinates. Stealing a shuttle, he left the Ironhand to pursue the strange images. On his arrival in the sector he found a habitable system. Feeling a strange sense of familiarity and emboldened by the system's presence, he chose the planet he felt most familiar with and landed. Exploring the planet he felt strangely at peace as the landscape triggered more images, more memories of his previous life, of his family, and his true name. The knowledge of the planet led his to a spaceport he had seen in his visions. He asked about the freighter he had seen in his visions and he was directed to a nearby farm. On entry to the farm he was recognized and he was first called by his real name, Philip Lane. He spent the next year on the strange world, with his memories slowly returning. During this time he discovered that there had been a young man who had shipped on the freighter and survived the attack, then told his family of Philip's 'death' and left. He left the world, attempting to find his old friend, but with no name and only a vague description, he lost his trail on an unknown planet. There he survived as an assassin and he began drinking heavily as a way of escaping reality. After six months, he managed to stop drinking and sort out his life. He eventually heard a report that his friend had met some Rebels and had left to join them. Boarding a stolen X-wing, he left to find the rebels... He eventually found a freighter under Imperial attack from half a squadron of squints. He flew in and took out half the squints on his first surprise charge. He turned and locked on to another interceptor, weaving and turning on his six, then fired a quad blast to vape him. By now, the two remaining interceptors had turned to target him. Charging straight towards him, he vaped one of them but the others destroyed his flight controls as it passed. Sitting and waiting for the end, he heard over the radio the sound of two A-Wing pilots... He signed up to join the Alliance, received the callsign 'BlackViper', and is now awaiting placement in a squadron, hoping to find his old friend...

Technical Specialty	Computer Engineering
Combat Specialty	Fighter sweep, escort, heavy assault
Side Arm	Vespin Laser Pistol
Favorite Beverage	Frigean Ice-Lemon Tea
Physical Description	Human male, age 18 standard, 180cm, 80kg, black hair, brown eyes

Bio: Michael Lee Chun To was born to a middle class family on Grand IV. Michael was a promising student who wished to study science at the University on Coruscant. Unfortunately, just before sitting for the entrance exams, the plans he had for his future were shattered. The governor of the Grand system, Moff Quarrel, had increased the tax rate again and again. Local organizations started a revolution and finally the government was toppled. Soon, they announced they had joined the Rebel Alliance. Palpatine was outraged. To set an example for any other systems who would dare to defy him, Imperial forces launched a massive attack on Michael's planet, ordering an orbital bombardment of the capital city. Unable to resist, those with means tried to flee the ruin and destruction aided by the local Rebels. But the Rebels could only save a handful of the population and while Michael lived, his entire family was killed in the Emperor's retribution. A boy alone in a large galaxy, he soon realized that tears were futile and that he must put away the feelings of a child and make the decisions of an adult. He realized that he could just try to survive, to bend to whatever fate had in store, or he could try to make a difference, try to change things for the better even though it seemed futile. He had no thoughts of revenge, only a burning desire to set things right. To, in some small way, help others avoid the crushing heel of Imperial oppression. And so he found his way to the Outer Rim and made contact with the Rebel Alliance. At the local academy he received intensive training both in fighter and bomber courses. One year later, he finished the course with the highest score. With two other classmates, they jumped ship and joined the Alliance to fight on the side of freedom. He had his first combat mission when he was 16 year old. The mission objective was to intercept the imperial task force advancing to Duke system, which have just announced joined the Rebel Alliance. He knew that now he really was making a difference and that the lives of many people would be affected by his actions. In that battle he distinguished himself with 16 confirmed kills and assisted the Y-Wing squadron in a Star-Destroyer attack by knocked down its shield generators. The task forces had been broken down temporarily, and the evacuation was a total success. After that mission, he was promoted to Lieutenant and became the executive officer of his X-Wing Squadron. Gaining skill and experience he was soon known as one of the best (and youngest) pilots in the Alliance. When the B-Wing fighter/bomber was deployed by Admiral Ackbar, Michael was chosen as one of the first pilots to test the craft in combat conditions.

Technical Specialty	Historian specializing in the Clone Wars
Combat Specialty	Hand to Hand combat
Side Arm	Corellian Blastech 800
Favorite Beverage	Corellian Whiskey
Physical Description	Human male, age 24 standard

Bio: My parents were killed shortly after my birth and I was led to believe they were slaughtered by the rebellion. I was given the name Wedge Gaven. I was brought up by a blood thirsty bounty hunter and taught in the ways of the mercenary. However, when I came of age he urged me to enlist in the Imperial Naval Academy. After graduation, I discovered classified documentation that showed my parents were killed by my bounty hunter guardian at the request of the Empire. I was to be given the name Wedge Gaven and enlisted in the Navy. The document also revealed my true name. On my first patrol in a ship with hyperdrive I deserted and adopted my real name. I then enlisted with the Alliance and developed a relationship with Kas Slom. On a mission to knock out an Imperial cruiser she was taken out by a TIE interceptor which left me distraught enough to make me leave the rebellion. To earn my food I was forced to sell my services as a mercenary. On one of these jobs I met my former guardian. We fought, but he had the upper hand and he was about to do away with me a man stepped from the shadows and knocked him unconscious. As I picked up my fallen blaster and prepared to pull the trigger I looked at the man who had raised me and paused. The moment stretched and as it did so I heard the Imperial authorities come up from behind, forcing me and my savior to run. The man, Ouvir, was a teacher and spiritualist and became my mentor for the following two years until his death from old age. At the end of this time I realized what I must do and so with the help of Ouvir's little droid I re-enlisted with the Alliance as an A-wing pilot.

1st Lieutenant Rafael "-Hyl-" Costa Guerra

Search and Rescue

Current Assignment: Search and Rescue.
Attached to Mon Calamari Star Cruiser, Liberty.

Technical Specialty	Inteligence information gathering
Combat Specialty	SAR, Combat Extraction
Side Arm	Blastech DL-44 blaster
Favorite Beverage	Water
Physical Description	Human male, age 23 standard, 1.74m, 73kg, dark hair, dark eyes

Bio: Rafael "-Hyl-" Costa Guerra was born on the planet Yavin-VIII, one of the three planets able to support human life in the Yavin System. A top secret Imperial lab with researchers and technical staff was researching human physiology there, and it was there that his parents met. His father was one of the researchers and his mother an expert in human body alterations in space. After three years the program was cancelled and they left to join a new research project. -Hyl- started studying human physiology at an early age, but when he was 19 his parents and eight others defected from the Empire in protest against the projects they were working on and made their escape in a stolen shuttle. An Imperial shuttle with stormtroopers docked with their ship, but an Alliance task force arrived to help. A commando unit boarded the ship making them prisoner. After a few days and a lot of questions they were released by the Alliance but all decided to stay and help the rebellion. -Hyl- started at the Academy and after one year of training at the Rebel training facilities and on the Flag Ship Independence, -Hyl- applied to Corsair Squadron and was granted his commission. At this point, his parents were working together as alliance researchers. -Hyl- joined the Rebel Alliance because, as a pilot, he could be a useful tool against the Evil Empire (more useful than as a researcher, in his opinion). He applied to Corsair squadron because he could live with and learn from the most qualified pilots in the alliance, Rogue Squadron. Ever since -Hyl- read the Hoth debriefing report describing Rogue's fight against the Imperial walkers (AT/ATs), he has been honing his skills in the hopes of some day becoming a Rogue member. Still with more experience in the simulator than in real ships, -Hyl- is increasing his skills quickly and hopes to contribute to Corsair Squadron. -Records Update- After having served with distinction in Corsair Squadron, Rafael suddenly requested a transfer out of a space combat unit. The details of what lead to this request for a tranfer are known only by a few Alliance personel. The Alliance rumor mill has it that -Hyl- witnessed the death of an Imperial pilot on a close head on flyby during the [CLASSIFIED] Operation and Rafael believed the Imperial to be an old acquantaince of his that he helped kill in combat. Alliance Medical Staff believes that -HYL- has suffered from a severe emotional distress know as "Laser Shock" following this incident, but at this time cannot confirm due to his inability to discuss this alleged incident. Shortly after this incident -HYL- requested an immediate transfer away from combat duty and volunteered to put his talents to use in order to fill the vacant position of Search and Rescue. Rafael believes that this position should not go unfilled and that this position now best suits his intelligence gathering talents. With his droid - Zeesix at his side -HYL- believes he can find a missing or captured pilot anywhere in the galaxy.

Technical Specialty	Communications and Computer Systems
Combat Specialty	Dogfighting
Side Arm	Holdout Blaster
Favorite Beverage	Strawberry Daiquiri
Physical Description	Human male, 25 standard, 1.7m, 87kg, black hair, brown eyes

Bio: Chris Stephen was born on the Imperial city on Coruscant. His father was a high ranking Imperial test-pilot, honored by the Imperium for his piloting skills. His mother was an Imperial intelligence officer assigned to gather information on the fledging Rebel Alliance. Chris applied to the Imperial Naval Academy and in testing his piloting skills were readily apparent. His callsign was given to him by his classmates for standing up to a senior classman in a dispute over a female that they had both taken a liking too. Each in a squint, Chris defeated him in single combat in the Academy simulators. He graduated with honors from the academy in the top of his class. During this time his father was assigned to the team that eventually developed the TIE-Advanced starfighter. Security was so high on that top-secret project that Chris had not seen his father for over a standard year. Before being shipped off to active duty, Chris was given a week's leave. He spent this time with his mother and she told him of the activities of the Rebellion and their desperate fight against the Empire as the last vestiges of the old Republic were being swept away. Chris had known for some time that his mother was sympathetic to their cause, but he was taken by surprise when she approached him with the idea of defecting. At first, this outraged Chris, he was loyal to the Empire, but coming from his mother he gave it some thought . She showed him proof of the oppression, unwarranted death, and grief that the Empire caused, and this opened Chris's eyes to the truth. After much thought and soul searching, a meeting with rebel agents was arranged and his defection was almost complete. But the meeting was somehow leaked to the Empire and a trap was set for Chris. The Rebel escort, comprised of three X-wings, and Chris, in an Interceptor, fought out of the trap. Their escape was due in no small part to Chris, who displayed outstanding skill and saved the life of one of the X-Wing pilots when his weapons systems were damaged. The Rebels were impressed with his piloting skills and Chris' defection was complete. His mother also embraced the Rebellion, and was offered a position with Alliance Intelligence, which she accepted. "Animal" was given training on Rebel starfighters and his skills in dogfighting and computer systems attracted the notice of Alliance High Command and he was offered a place in Buccaneer Squadron aboard the Liberty. While still on Coruscant his mother had told Chris stories of the CRS Liberty, home of the legendary Rogue Squadron and their accomplishments; so with his destiny laid out before him, he accepted in hopes that one man can make a difference.