A full month as gone by, the war rages on. The TIE Corps has seen many great

battles over such a short span of time. They’ve trained endlessly for this, flying

and dominating all throughout space. The fleet returns from their recent large

scale battle at Lao‐Mon, and the War Commodores prepare their pilots for the

next and final battle.

VA Phoenix Berkana, VA Silwar Nahilo, VA Marenta Jean, and COL Genie meet

together in the war room to go over the latest battle reports. Silwar looks over

the recent report of ships lost across the Challenge’s fleet.

“Well, we fought valiantly, no major casualties and nothing the Empire can’t

recover from. We only lost one platform and it’s... Oh... oh no…” Silwar pinches

the bridge of his nose and signs slowly.

“What’s wrong Admiral? It can’t be that bad, I mean, the Hammer lost a large

number of our Assault Frigates, and you said it yourself that you’ve lost but one

platform” questions Genie.

“Yeah! What’s one platform when we lost several of our Victory Star Destroyers

and Defender squadrons?!” exclaims Marenta.

“You don’t understand, we lost the Chalquilla Distillery!!” Silwar bursts out in

rage.

The room falls silent before Phoenix clears his throat. “On the bright side Admiral,

it seems your pilots managed to save the recent most batch of Chalquilla, so not

all is lost.

Phoenix then turns to Genie. However, Colonel, I do have news to report

regarding one of your pilots. It seems CPT Solohan50 has been transferred to the

Hammer’s infirmary, from what I’ve read from this report, he has fallen ill and is

currently under observation.”

Genie looks at Phoenix with great confusion. “How could this happen? All of our

pilots go through a vigorous health screening before they’re cleared for battle.

How is he sick, he had a clean bill of health?”

“Well, that’s the thing Colonel, he was indeed healthy before leaving for Lao‐Mon

but we’re not quite sure what happened, just keep an eye on the little guy. God

knows we can’t afford to have a sick ewok running around the place!”

Unbeknownst to the crew, Solohan decided to take a quick little detour while the

skirmish at Lao‐Mon occurred and lands top side for a quick rest. A field of snowy

colorful flowers is found around him near his landing site. “Ee chee wa maa! –

Wow! These are pretty” Solohan exclaims as he sniffs the cold flowers and

promptly goes into a sneezing fit. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to shirk my

duties and come down here. First the cold now these strange smelling flowers, I

better head back before I get into trouble. Solohan climbs back into his custom

ship fit for an ewok and returns to the Hammer, constantly sneezing back to base.

Genie visits Solohan in the Infirmary

“Captain Solohan! Admiral Phoenix tells me you’re sick. What’s going on man?

You never get sick, I’ve known you for a very long time and never once have you

been sick on my watch.” Genie looks down at the Solohan as he rests in the

hospital bed, he notices the Captain’s nose is draining an absurd amount of snot.

“Man, you gotta pull yourself together, here take this tissue.” Genie reaches for a

tissue from the tissue box and hand it to Solohan. Suddenly, Solohan lunges at

Genie’s wrist and bites down.

“OW! Are you out of your mind?! Did you just bite me?” Genie yells.

As Genie recoils from the shock of being bitten, Solohan leaps out of bed and

sprints out of the infirmary and down the hall. “Solohan where are you going?!

You can’t be running around while sick! This dang ewok, always up to something.

Genie radio’s to the crew to report an ewok on the loose. “Attention, Solohan has

escaped the infirmary wing, be on the lookout for a furry little critter running

around and bring him back to his bed, however proceed with caution. The little

guy just chomped down on my wrist for no reason”.

Shortly after the radio transmission, Genie starts to feel unwell. “What is wrong

with this guy? Anyway, I’ve got plenty to worry about, someone else can wrangle

him up. I’m starting to get a headache anyway, I better go lie down myself.”

Genie retires to the Lambda quarters and turns in for the night along with the

other Lambda crew.

Later that night…

Genie tosses and turns in his bunk, violently shaking in cold sweat. “Hnghhhh,

hrrrrghh!!” Genie clutches his chest and falls out of bed. His body convulsing on

the floor, when suddenly he transforms into an ewok! His furry little blue body

gets up off the floor and sprints towards Lieutenant Wolve’s bunk.

“Hey, what’s that thing?! OWW!!” exclaimed a groggy Wolve. Genie bites Wolve

and then sprints to Lieutenant Merlin’s bunk, and then to Captain

DemwookieeCheeks bunk and also bites them too. Just as quickly as Genie

transformed, so did Wolve Wookiee, and Merlin.

The remaining lambda pilots barricade the doors and hunker down to avoid also

being bit. The four ewoks climb into the vents and make their way to the other

squadron’s rooms.

Merlin and Wookiee slip into Beta’s room and bites ElleOhh, Xye, KeblaOmega,

and Wildfire

Wolve shimmies into the tailor’s office and bites TheBlackxRanger

In the dead of night, all the newly transformed ewoks, including Solohan, make

their way into the hangar and sneak aboard shuttles that are scheduled for

departures to the various ships of the TIE Corps fleet. Before long, the ewoks bite

and infect crew throughout the ships, sparing no pilot, even the admirals and

commanders.

Meanwhile, Captain Xylo Pethtel and Admiral Miles Prower were having a

meeting discussing combat operations in Mile’s office aboard the Aggressor.

“So, that’s my idea of a morale building exercise we can have for the fleet. What

do you think Admiral?” asks Xylo. “I’ll add that idea to the list, you’re a great asset

to the team Captain, let’s discuss these plans in detail next week but for now let’s

crack open this bottle of chalquilla to celebrate. To the empire!” Miles cheers. “To

the Empire!” Xylo cheers back as they slam the dark green drink. “So, have I ever

told you the story about my blue friend? He’s pretty fast and…“ Miles is

interrupted as alarms begin to go off.

ALERT – UNKNOWN INTRUDERS HAVE MADE THEIR WAY ABOARD – SEAL ALL

DOORS AND EXITS

“Sir?! What is going on??” yells Xylo. “I have no idea but let’s get these doors

secured, we don’t have much time, quickly grab that handle” demands Miles. Xylo

runs to the door but it’s too late, a swarm of ewoks enters the room and tackles

Xylo to the floor.

“Get these dang ewoks off me! Who let these things onto the ship!? Miles help

me!!” exclaims Xylo not before he passes out from the attack. Miles is then

attacked by the swarm of ewoks, the ewoks furiously bite Miles to no avail, and

they cannot penetrate his droid body. Miles grabs the ewoks one by one and

throws them out the door, promptly sealing the room and rushes to Xylo’s side.

Xylo’s body violently convulsing as he turns into an ewok, however, just as quickly

as he transforms, he reverts back to his normal self.

“hnghh, ughh…what’s going..on..” Xylo mutters. “I have no clue Xylo but it looked

like you turned into a purple ewok for a brief moment. We need to get to a more

secure location, let me radio the Commodores and see what’s going on.” Miles

reaches for his comlink, “This is Admiral Miles Prower, I need a status report,

what is going on?” Miles waits for a response however coms are dead silent. “I

repeat this is Miles. Prower. We were attacked by a group of ewoks, is anyone

there?”

“Sir, I think it might just be us for the time being, we need to get out of here”.

“You’re right Xylo, this ship has been compromised, quickly, we need to get to my

shuttle. In the event of situation like this, theres protocol for safe haven. Let me

try Admiral Pickled Yoda in the Science offices, hopefully he’s alright. “Admiral

Yoda, are you there??” Miles blurts out hurriedly.

“This is Admiral Yoda, what going on? Is everything alright?” “No Sir, it seems

we’re running rampant with ewoks! Xylo was bitten and he transformed into an

ewok but for a brief moment before reverting back to himself.”

“Well, in all my years in the science office, I’ve never heard a tale quite like that.

Are you able to make your way to my quarters? Everything seems normal on this

end, if you can make it here in one piece we can get to the bottom of this”

explained Yoda.

“Alright Xylo, we’re going to fight our way to Yoda, are you ready?” “Yes Sir!”

salutes Xylo. “Alright, follow me”.

Xylo and Miles rush through the corridors of the ship, they sneak past ewoks at

every turn, watching in horror as pilot after pilot is transformed into an ewok.

“Sir, we have to help them! We can’t just ignore what’s going on” exclaims Xylo.

“Not now Captain, we’ll help them soon enough, but we need to understand why

these pilots are transforming into ewoks. “It’s like the apocalypse is happening

right before our very eyes” said Miles. “An ewokalypse, if you will, Sir” “Now’s not

the time for jokes Captain! We’re almost to the Science office, hopefully Admiral

Yoda is safe.”

Xylo and Miles arrive at the Science Office door and radio Yoda via comlink.

“Admiral, we’re outside the door, let us in!” “Are you alone? Did any of those

bloody ewoks follow you?” “No, it’s just us, please let us in!!” yelled Xylo. “Alright

hurry, get inside, I’ll see the doors” told Yoda.

Xylo pants as he tries to catch his breath, Miles approaches Yoda to explain the

situation. “Alright, here’s what we know. It seems a group of ewoks made their

way onto the fleet and is infecting our crew via bite. The pilots are transforming

into ewoks and our dear Xylo here also was bitten, but for some reason he

reverted back to his regular self shortly after”.

“That’s indeed a unique situation, one I’ve never seen before. Xylo, have a seat. I

want to run some blood tests to see why you’re not suffering the same fate as the

others.” Yoda grabs his kits and takes blood samples from Xylo’s arm, he

processes the blood samples in a machine while asking Xylo a few questions.

“Have you had anything to eat or drink within the last 24 hours?”

“Well, let’s see. I haven’t been paid my weekly credits yet so I’ve been eating

nothing but steamed zucchinis the last week. Oh! I also had celebratory shots of

Chalquilla with the Admiral here right before this happened, but that’s about it”.

“Zucchinis and Chalquilla…that’s a strange combination for sure. Not exactly the

best regiment for our pilots, especially during Imperial Storm”. “Huh, that’s

strange…” Yoda looks into the microscope to examine the blood samples”. “It

seems your blood has been infected with a virus. This virus is combining with the

nutrients and alcohol from that zucchini and chalquilla cocktail of yours which

seems to be killing this virus which gives me an idea.”

“Miles, I need you to do me a favor. Go back out there and get me one of those

ewoks, bring it back and we’ll cage it up. I want to run some experiments.” “Hold

on a second, you want me to go back out there? Where the ewoks are? We’re

perfectly safe here!” shouted Miles.

“The way I see it Admiral is this, you must have been also bitten by those ewoks

judging by the holes in your uniform. I see no issue with you going out at there as

it seems you’re immune, what with you being a droid and all. So hurry, go quickly

and get our specimen. Oh, before I forget, I want you to also bring back zucchinis

from the mess hall, I have some chalquilla tucked away here. I was saving this

batch for a special occasion, but now is good a time as any.”

Miles salutes to Yoda and exits the room, Yoda secures the door once more.

Meanwhile, Yoda grabs a cage from the storage area and sets it upon the table.

“When Miles comes back, we’re gonna put the furry creature here. If my

hypothesis is right, the combination of the zucchini and chalquilla might be the

ticket we need to get us out of this mess. How are you holding up Captain?”

“Well sir, to be quite honest this whole thing has me shaken up pretty bad. It’s

not every day you turn into an ewok, you know?” Yoda nods in agreement.

Not before long, Miles returns with a lone ewok and a bag of zucchinis. “I

managed to subdue this blue one, he was separated from his pack. It wasn’t easy

retrieving these veggies either, those ewoks were all over the kitchen, wouldn’t

go near these though”. Miles throws the bag on the table and shoves the ewok

into the cage.

“Alright, now, I’m going to infuse the zucchini with the chalquilla. Let’s hope this

does the trick. Miles, I want you to inject this into the ewok’s arm. You’re the only

one that can do it without risk of getting bitten." “Alright, hand it over.”

Yoda hands Miles the syringe, filled with a dark green, almost jelly like fluid. “Here

goes nothing!” Miles injects the concoction into the ewoks arm, at first nothing

happens, but suddenly the ewok begins to transform back to a pilot! “What in the

world?! COLONEL GENIE?! You were an ewok??!” all three gasp loudly.

“Hnggh…what is going on, why…am I in a cage? Xylo, Yoda, Miles? What are you

guys doing here, where am I? Genie asks perplexedly. “Well, it seems this is did

the trick. Colonel, our best guess is that you were bit by another ewok. We still

don’t understand why our pilots our transforming in the first place, but we’re glad

you’re back. I’d like to run some blood tests to confirm my hypothesis. Sorry for

another jab, but your service is greatly appreciated.”

Yoda grabs another syringe and extracts some blood. “Hmm, eureka! This is it.

Alright guys, I have a plan. It’s not going to be easy at first, but we’re our only

hope to save us. This combination indeed is the cure for this virus, and it seems to

also stop future strains of this virus from coming back. Take these syringes, each

of you, find every last ewok on this ship and give them the injection. I’ll work on

making more of this cure, come back to the Science Office when you run out.”

Miles, Xylo, and Genie spread out and hunt down every last ewok, injecting them

with the cure. They let each pilot know what’s going on and as they cure pilots,

their numbers grow making the hunt easier. After a long and diligent night, they

managed to revert all pilots back to their true selves.

“Sir, I think we found them all, but this one ewok isn’t changing back to normal

after giving the injection” says Xylo. “Let me see his face, oh I know this ewok oh

too well. It’s Captain Solohan!” “You fool, weren’t you the one that bit me in the

first place, did you cause all this trouble?” “Noo Cha Eh! Pritka pritka! I have no

idea what you’re on about but you have the wrong idea! Says Solohan.

“Well at any rate, I’m glad this nightmare is over. We already have one ewok, now

we know what happens when we have a fleet full of ewoks!” says Miles as he

chuckles over how absurd of an idea that is.

“I suppose that means we’ll be having a regular dose of that zuccquilla from now

on, Solohan, we’re putting this on your tab, and it won’t be cheap!” laughs Genie.

The crew celebrate with a round of zuccquilla and put an end to the ewokalypse.