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Chapter 12

Sunset

Zero keys remaining

Disbelieve. The same disbelief that filled Kanan's eyes only moments ago quickly filled them once more. But this disbelief was, better. For this disbelief was that Ezra, Ezra Bridger, street rat from lothal, the one who kept so much in side, always wore the band aid, ripped it off, exposing the open flesh, which was everything he had tried to hide. For now, the fifteen year old boy that stood before them was finally ready to show them one of the chapters.

More than anything Ezra did not want to open that box. He wished that whatever was in there could just stay buried, but on the other hand, he always knew that he would have to open it, would want to open it. Guess now was as good a time as any.

The crew just watched as Ezra slowly climbed out and began to walk towards the boarded up door. "Ready to open the box?" were the only word they had wanted to hear ever sins Zeb had spotted the square like symbol burned into the floor. But hearing Ezra say them, in an un-sure, only-doing-this-because-I-have-to-voice, it just made them feel all the more guilty. Guilty for forcing him to open something he had worked so hard to hide, to never have to see again, but the thing they felt most guilty about? Letting him do it.

They walked through the streets of lothal, all of them having something they wanted to say, but none of them making a sound. They walked past the same shops being packed up, only to be put back tomorrow, and they walked past the same children pleading to their parents that they weren't cold, and begging for five more minuets. The sky's once almost candy coated sky of colours was now turning pink, purple and blue.

Ezra had remembered that when he was alone, this was his favorite part of the day, all the shop owners that hade yelled at him when he swiped the occasional piece of fruit, all the storm troopers that had yelled curse's at him and fired their blasters at him, all that went away as he laid outside his watch tower and stared at the sky of colours that seemed like thy went on forever.

Ezra's knuckle's hurt from never loosening his grip, of which he held the key. And finally after what had felt like hours to his crew and seconds to Ezra, they arrived at the ghost, in one of the many grass fields of lothal.

Ezra threw the key and let Sabine catch it, and the crew ran inside the ghost, thinking Ezra was close behind, but really, he sat down in the grass field, right outside of the ghost, an looked up at the sky, the calming colours slowly fading.

The crew ran inside, they haven't been this existed in a while. They all looked at the box, sitting on the table, with only one lock remaining on it, and the words angrily scratched across the top 'DO NOT OPEN'. Though none of them had ever really been for following rules.

What were they waiting for? They should have ripped off that lock finally seen what was in that box, though none of them moved. "Where's the kid?" asked Zeb, scanning the room, "he should be here, the thing is his."

Chopper made a few noise's and pointed to the door"

"Choppers right" said Hera, translating, "he's still outside.

They all gave each other the same look the same look, before heading out the door.

Ezra suddenly felt a surprising thud agents his head. "Ow!" he said turning to see the crew walking towards him. Ezra looked down to see that Sabine had thrown the key at him.

"Carful" said Hera looking at Sabine.

"Yea" added Kanan, "I worked hard stitching up that head!" He said with a smile.

Before he knew what was happening they were all sitting on the grass with him, handing hin the box. An immediate look of confusion spread across Ezra's face.

"you can show us what's in it when your ready." Said Kanan

"Yea" added Zeb, " I suppose we can wait a little longer" he said giving Ezra a sight shove.

Ezra was totally blind sighted. He didn't see this coming at all. He figured that they would have looked through it the second they had the chance. But the fact that they didn't, that was how he knew he could trust them.

"don't you guys get it?" Ezra said handing back the key and box, "I didn't have to show you guys where the final key was, I had already won. I" he paused for a second "I trust you guys, and I am ready." He said looking them all in the eye. "let's just open it." You could hear it in his voice, as if he was nervous to open it. Kanan just gave a slight nod before putting the key in the hole, and slowly tuning it until hearing the smallest tiniest 'click' that had somehow echoed off of nothing. Kanan had never noticed this before, but without all the locks on it the box was actually very, light.

He slowly opened the box, with everyone looking over his shoulder only to see that all that lied at the bottom of the box was, a dusty old, data pad, with one video one it. And It was dated eight years ago.

The crew just starred, what could have been on this video that was so important? All eyes were on Ezra. "go on, watch it" Ezra said even though all colour had drained from hi face. Kanan, not tacking his eyes off of Ezra, pressed play.

It was a man and a woman, Ezra's eyes widened when they came on the screen they looked so familiar. Sabine had seen this people before. In a picture, the picture she had gotten Ezra for his birthday. "Ezra" Sabine said in a hushed voice as they sat in the field, "are those your," she trialled off. "My parent?" he asked never tacking eyes off of the screen. "Yup" he finished.

They looked angry, like they were arguing.

"I'm telling you Mira" the man said, worry in his voice, "all the broadcasting, I think the empire has traced our signal"

"You don't think I know that!" the woman yelled burning her face into her hands

"You don't think I know that!" she shot back, tears beginning to stream down her face.

"calm down" he said in a strong, yet soft voice.

"don't tell me to calm down!"

It looked like he was about to say something else, but then took focus to the data pad, as if first noticing it. "Is that filming?" he asked pointing towards the screen.

"That doesn't matter! There is no way of knowing how long they were tracing us!" she screamed before hugging her husband.

"Look" he said looking deep into her eyes, "if they where tracing us for long, they would have already been here"

"But-" she tried to protest but was cut off by the man.

"But nothing, we need to stop broadcasting, at least for the time being."

"stop! Stop broadcast-" she was cut off once more by a potted plant falling over by the couch.

"Ezra" said his father, as his mother quickly turned around and wiped away her tears, refusing to let her son see her cry.

Then two small bright blue eyes popped up from behind the couch. "um, yes?" the little boy said still behind the couch.

"come here" his father said rolling his eyes.

A small boy, skinny, with dark hair and the bluest eyes you've ever seen suddenly appeared from behind the couch.

"where you ease dropping again?" the man said, with strictness in his voice.

"um, no?" the boy said with a sheepish smile.

"Ezra" the man said.

The little boy sighed, "yes" he said looking down, but then his eyes shot right up, as if about to plead his case. "But only cause I heard you guys yelling!" he then turned his attention to his mother. "Mommy, why are you crying?"

The woman quickly wiped away at her eyes and said through a week voice, "oh, I'm not sweet heart! Mommy's just being silly. Come here" she said opening her arms and letting her son run into then as she lifted him from the ground.

"were just talking" said his father.

"About the bucket heads!" said Ezra

"I thought I told you not to call them that" said his mother

"then they shouldn't where buckets!" said Ezra

"Kids got a point" said his dad

"Not helping" she said as she placed Ezra back on the ground, "ok, you go get a broom and clean up the plant you knocked over, and me and dad are going to go into the broadcasting room and sort some things out, ok."

But before he could answer his parents had already disappeared into the underground room. "make me clean up" Ezra grumbled to himself as he walked to the closet to be the broom. But then he heard a snap come from outside, he peered out the window and you could see the fear in his eyes the second he looked behind the curations.

The crew, never tacking their eyes off the screen, watched in horror.

He turned away from the curation and yelled "MOMM-" but before he could finish the door exploded as the Empire blew the door open, the blast sending the child slamming into the wall, and before they knew it storm troopers were flooding in.

"EZRA!" his parent yelled as they came scrambling up the latter, after all they had heard was their child scream for them, followed by a blast.

They immediately where grabbed by troopers, angrily pulling away trying to get to their son, who was just now standing up and realizing what was happening.

"Mommy!" he yelled as he tried to make it to her, her arms almost making their way around him before a trooper, well more like three of them grabbed her, kicking her until she spat up blood. "MOMMY! He yelled as he tried to make his way to her, she was just lying there in front of him, only a few feet away. He almost made it to, until a trooper grabbed him from behind by his shoulder and pulling back as hard as he could, sending the boy to the ground. Hard.

"MIRA!" Ezra's father shouted as he fought his way through storm troopers, and grabbing her hand. But only for a second before being ripped away as well, with a blaster pointed four inch's away from his head. "NO!" Ezra screamed as he hit the blaster from the troopers hands, and panicking as the man looked at him, not happy. But before he could grab his father's outstretched hand, another trooped came up behind Ezra hand hit him in the back of his head with the butt of his blaster.

Ezra fell to the ground instantly, blood gushing from his head, way more than this morning. The little boy screamed out in pain as his father fought back in protest, only to be beaten just like his wife, if not worse, before rendering him unconscious.

The men grabbed his parents and began dragging them out the door. Ezra tried pulling at the men, trying to prevent them from taking his parents any further, but I was no use, it was not slowing them down, just making them angry, and with almost no warring, they shot Ezra in the leg.

His other knee giving out in the process the seven year old fell to the ground clutching his leg as blood poured from his leg like water, the seven year old cried out in pain, but not for the serious injuries he had sustained, but of his parents. He had tried to walk, to chase after them, but he couldn't stand, no matter how hard he tried, the shot to his leg was still pouring out red, as was his head, around the sixth time he tried to stand, and fell, he stayed down, passed out from blood loss. And all you could hear for the rest of the video was his parents screaming his name, then the sound of a ship take off. And that was the last time he heard his parents voice's. Then after another minuet, the data pad died, leaving the crew in absolute silence.

Ezra had to look away half way through the video, all eyes were back on him.

He turned to face Zeb. "well" he said in a light voice, "you wanted to know how I got the leg brace!" he said with an all to forced crooked smile.

"Ezra-" said Kanan, not knowing what to say,

"don't" said Ezra, then looked at Sabine who wouldn't make eye contact, "hey, you finally got to see one of the chapters, hope it was a good read" he said lightly punching her shoulder, and then watching a small smile slowly grow bigger onto her face.

"Wow" said Zeb, "you were one ugly kid!" he said laughing, followed by the rest of the crew.

"Hey!" yelled Ezra, " beats being an uglier adult!" he shot back, followed by more laughter.

They joked around some more until one by one, hey all started disappearing inside of the ship, until it was just Kanan and Ezra.

"Well" said Ezra standing up, "I'm going to go to bed too,"

"Hey Ezra?" said Kanan walking up to Ezra,

"Yea"

"Thanks for showing us, for- for trusting us, that took a lot of guts."

"Thanks" said Ezra, "next time I'll try not to…" he couldn't find the words

"To lock up your secrets" finished Kanan

"yea" said Ezra, "And thanks, for you know, being someone I can trust."

He began to head into the ship once more before he heard, "oh, and Ezra?"

He turned to Kanan, "yes?"

"You where a pretty cute kid if it means any thing!"