Hey everyone! It's been way to long. :)

Sadly this story took way to long. XD I have been planning to write this sense halfway through Giving In. Anyway I hope you all like this story. :) I do not plan on keep all the chapters going along with the episode, manly this one. The other chapters also wont be this long.

If anyone of you have ideas, thoughts, and/or suggestions for this story I would love to hear them. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Rebels. That right belongs Disney.

Ezra leaned against the railing of the old communications tower, watching the distant city with tired blue eyes. He had been here for months and there was still no sign of the mission objective and it was getting rather boring.

Do to his failure on his last assignment he was now forced to prove himself to his superiors by taking on this one. So far it had been nothing but boredom. He would just go into the city, keep an eye on key Imperial shipments for any unwanted activity, and unfortunately for him there was none. He was beginning to think this mission was a big waste of time.

Soon the deep rumble pierced the air, causing the young teen to look up to see an Imperial Star Destroyer entering the atmosphere and make its way toward Capital City.

"Welp, time for work." Turning around, Ezra made his way into the tower and began to collect a few supplies, including his small stun-stinging slingshot. All though it wasn't much, it was the only weapon he had for the mission.

Once at the base of the tower, Ezra grabbed the hidden speeder and drove off in the direction of the city. He often received data on particular imported and exported goods. Today some important crates were to be transferred from the city to the Destroyer. It was his task to covertly watch over it.

With a sigh, Ezra stashed his bike with in one of the many alleyways of the city, before steadily making his way over to the shipment. But as he passed by a street something managed to catch his eye.

"You can't do this!" A merchant yelled as stormtroopers began to carry him away. Ezra watched for a moment before a grin crossed his young features.

'Why not mess with the grunts a little?' Stealthily he began to make his way over to the two, still listening as they spoke and waiting for the right time to strike.

"Oh, yeah? Well, who's gonna stop us?" The larger of the two Imperials just chuckled and turned his attention onto a couple of bystanders. "You? You?" He laughed even more as they ducked their heads away, not wanting to get involved. Ezra took this chance and came in from behind, his head held low as he stepped between the two.

"Hey, mister, a spare jogan?"

"Move along, Loth-Rat" The larger man spat, making Ezra place his hands up in a surrendering like movement, however it was just a ploy to distract the two into lowering their guard.

"Sorry, sorry. Not looking for trouble." Turning to the thinner of the two, the boy made it seem like he was apologising to them but instead took the chance at their lowered guard and snatched the small metal device from the man's belt. With that he began to back away before turning around and straightening up as he made his way over to a near by ally, playfully flipping the small communicator in his hand as he went. "But it sure has a way of finding me."

Rounding the corner, Ezra stopped and looked back at the two, a mischievous grin across his face. It was times like these that he liked that only few knew who he was. It gave him the chance to have a little fun. Clearing his throat he began to speak into the communicator with a slightly deeper tone than his usual voice.

"All officers to the main square. This is a code-red emergency." Ezra watched from behind the corner as the two Imperials looked to the communicator before returning their attention to the merchant.

"It's your lucky day, Lothal Scum. You two, come with us." With that the two Stormtroopers tossed the merchant to the street and went to follow one of the two men in charge, while the larger of the two threw the basket of fruit down to the ground before quickly falling behind the others.

Coming out from his spot in the alleyway, Ezra walked over to the merchant and his fruit, communicator still in hand as he continued to speak into it.

"Stay on alert. Repeat, this is a code red." The merchant looked up at the boy in surprise as he clambered up from the ground.

"Thank you." The man extended a hand with a purple jogan to the boy.

"No, thank you." Ezra took it with a smile before scooting his backpack over and placing it in there with a few other of the merchant's fruit.

"Wait, wait! What are you doing?" Although he was on an assigned mission, Ezra wasn't given the supplies he was needed. Instead he actually had to play out his role as a street-rat. Thus the snatching of food whenever he could.

"Hey, a kid's gotta eat." With that Ezra quickly made his way away from the merchant and onto a few crates and the top of a nearby stand before scaling part the wall of a building and onto it's roof.

Slowly Ezra walked across the flat topped building and over to the edge just above a few Imperials and their speeders. Kneeling down he began to listen in on what they were going on about. Apparently his little prank dragged the commanders and their two 'troopers to here and now currently they were debating about the so called code red with the man in charge.

"Almost feel bad for them. Almost." Ezra said with a smirk as he continued watched them from his vantage point, but soon he was pulled away as something seemed to be tugging at his mind, asking for his attention. "That was weird. I-" Quickly getting to his feet, Ezra turned around and looked down in the direction his attention was being dragged too. He looked there, rather confused until he saw a man, with his dark brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. He wore a green shirt and dark green armor along the man's right arm.

Ezra ducked down as he noticed the man turning in his direction. He waited a few moments before peering over the edge again and peering back down at the man. The boy watched as he walked closer to the building he was on, but then the man stopped in front of the doorway of another structure and patted his thigh twice. This seemed odd to Ezra, until an odd purple creature strode out of the doorway. Making it appear as if the man had given him some kind fo signal.

The man then proceeded a few more paces down the street and over to a rather colorfully clad person. And again he patted his side, but this time was given a response as they two patted their side, or rather their holstered blaster. It was there that the two parted ways, taking two different streets. The colorful being heading along side the building Ezra was on and the man walking the other direction and out of site. Curiosity striking the teen, he decided to keep his focus on the colorful character below, soon realising they were heading toward the Imperials and their shipment.

"Interesting." Ezra muttered, still watching them carefully. 'Could this be them?' His gaze followed the colorful being as they casually made their over to the Imperials. They made their way past a speeder, not really drawing much attention. If he weren't paying attention, Ezra might have missed the fact that they had thrown something onto the speeder. A trooper seemed to notice their close proximity and went to confront them. Though he didn't get far as a the device exploded off the speeder sending him crashing to the ground.

'Thats got to be them.' Ezra thought as he surveyed the hectic madness that took over the commander barked ordered at his 'troopers as they jumped aboard their speeders and drove away from the explosion. Ezra quickly followed them atop the roof but as soon as they took off they came to a stop and so did he. He watched as a landspeeder, driven by the man he had seemingly sensed earlier, drove in front of the speeders, blocking their path.

"How's it going?" With that the man sprung out of the vehicle and kicked one of the troopers in the face, effectively knocking him out and to the ground. Soon blaster fire erupted from the scene. By now Ezra definitely knew he had found the mission objective, now all he need to do was somehow infiltrate their ranks. Carefully he watched the scene before him as the strange creature from before charged in, effectively taking out the remainder of the troopers.

'Well it's now or never.' Ezra thought and quickly hopped down from the rooftop. Grabbing onto cables to slow his momentum before landing in one of the speeders' seats. "Thanks for doing the heavy lifting." Pulling back on the controls, Ezra speed backwards. Ducking to the side as the purple being attempted to land a punch. With a final wave he stopped the speeder and then drove it forward onto another street, figuring they might follow him if these crates were so important.

As he drove down the street Ezra was suddenly startled as figure seemed to jump at him from the above. Looking over his shoulder, he noticed it was the colorful person from before that was now kneeling atop one of the crates.

"Pretty gutsy move, kid." Ezra quickly swerved the speeder, attempting to knock the girl off, but to no avail. The sound of a blaster being draw soon drew his attention back to his unwanted passenger as she pointed one at him. "If the big guy catches you, he'll end you." Saying that she pointed the blaster between the two crates and took a shot, separating the two. "Good luck!" She called as she drifted behind. Ezra just smiled and continued through the streets as he saw the man and the creature not far behind on the other two speeders.

As Ezra rounded the corner he saw stormtroopers standing ready with blasters aiming directly at him. Instead of slowing down, Ezra decided to speed forward. However when the sounds of blaster fire erupted he was surprised to find out it came from the man on the speeder behind him. 'He helped me? But why? I am stealing from them after all.'

"Who are these guys?" Ezra glanced over in confusion at the two, they were definitely not like others he met. Returning his attention to the street in front of him only to be startled by pedestrians. Quickly he directed the speeder in such a way that it flew over the heads of the people and over and down another street.

Ezra continued speeding along the roads until he found himself outside of the city and on the long stretch of road that were between other cities and town. Soon the sound of more blaster fire reached his ears and looking back over his shoulder Ezra looked just in time to see the back end of his speeder get shot.

"Thats never good!" Ezra exclaimed. 'For once these guys have good aim.' He grumbled mentally before veering off onto oncoming traffic. Lucky their were only two other vehicles headed his way and Ezra managed to evade them easily. Looking back at the two, he watched as they fired back at the two 'troopers pursuing them. But then suddenly the purple creature rapidly slowed down his speeder and knocked one of the 'troopers of his speeder. The man on the other hand slow down just enough so he was now driving parallel to the remaining trooper. It almost look like the man was surrendering to the 'trooper, that is until he tossed him something and then sped a head. The trooper drifted behind before finally disappearing in an explosion.

Seeing them catch back up to them, Ezra gave a slight smirk. 'Can't make this too easy for them.' With that he pushed the controls forward, shooting his speeder farther ahead than the other two and for a moment, Ezra wondered if he pushed too far ahead. But then out of no where a speeder landed in front of him, causing sparks to fly into his face. swiping at the air in front of his face, Ezra attempting to clear his vision. However once he could see, he immediately had to pull back on the controls to stop the speeder from colliding with the man and his speeder. This caused his speeder to turn slightly and end up perpendicular to the road and parallel to the man.

Ezra gave a sigh and leaned into the control pannel of his speeder before looking back up at the man before him.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the guy who was stealing that create." The guy seemed cocking to Ezra. Who ever he was, it seemed like he knew what he was doing. Then again, if these people really were the mission objective then they had to know what they were doing.

"Hey, look. I stole this stuff, w-whatever it is, fair and square." Ezra spoke, doing his best to make it sound like he actually didn't know what was in it or that meant to take the crate of blasters for himself.

"And you made it pretty far, but I have plans for that crate. So today's not your day." Ezra watched as a tie soon came into view and he couldn't help but smirk. 'Again, can't make this easy for them.' Ezra figured. He knew if he didn't slip into their ranks today, he might be able to another day. After all the intel he got on these people told him they often struck in the same facility a few times.

"Mm, day's not over." With that he drove his speeder out and away from the man, watching as the man seemed to notice the tie and move away from his speeder. Just in time too as the tie seemed to land a hit, exploding the small vehicle. "Have a good one!" Ezra called, giving a wave to the man as he regained his footing before taking off down the road.

However Ezra didn't get as far as he wanted, as he soon heard the sounds of a tie over head. But before he could get any further the tie managed to shoot the speeder and send him and the crate flying. Stumbling back up to his feet Ezra watched as the tie zoomed off only to turn around and head back. Looking back at the speeder, Ezra saw there was no hope in using it again as it was completely destroyed. Luckily the crate of blasters still remained intact.'Great, just what I need. And here I thought if I got far enough I could keep this to impress my superiors with the return of crate along with the intel.' Turning back at the sound of a the tie returning, Ezra watched as it came closer and closer. And just as he thought it was about to fire upon him it suddenly exploded in a ball of smoke and debris.

Ezra spun around once more to see a freighter floating nearby, the man from before standing on its open ramp looking down at Ezra with a slight smirk across his face.

"You need a ride?" He eyed the man suspiciously before directing his attention past the ship and onto the distant, but vastly approaching ties. "Kid you have a better option?" The man's hand was extended and Ezra hesitated for a moment before reminding himself at the task at hand. "Come on!" He quickly turned and ran toward the crate, activating its hovering mode. "Leave the crate! You'll never make it!" He heard the man call, but Ezra knew he needed it. He had to be believable after all. Taking the crate, he began to run as fast as he possibly could, trying even harder when the ties began to firing down at him. It was times like this he wished they knew, but then again that might give it all away. When he finally came close enough to the ship, Ezra lept off the ground and managed to get the crate onto the ramp.

'A little help would be nice.' He thought while dangling in the air as his hands clung to the edge of the ramp. Ezra struggled for a moment before finally pulling himself aboard. Pushing the crate toward the man, the two brought the crate inside the ship, the ramp closing shut behind them.

Once inside, Ezra knelt down catching his breath for a moment before looking around. He recognized the other two in what seemed to be the cargo hold from back in Capital City, the odd purple creature and the colorful girl that he now figured to be a mandalorian. 'Welp here goes nothing.' Ezra thought as he got back to his feet. He needed to play the part of a street kid right, otherwise this whole mission would be for nothing. As the creature removed the lid to the crate, Ezra pretend to be surprised and hurry over to it. "Oh, do you have any idea what these are worth on the black market?" Ezra snatched up one of the blasters, pretending to examine it like it was treasure.

"I do, actually." Spoke the man behind Ezra, but Ezra just ignored him as he examined the imperial blaster.

"Don't get any ideas." The purple being growled at him, or at least thats what Ezra thought, it was hard to tell with how gruff his voice was.

"Thier mine." Ezra glared up at the creater.

"If you hadn't gotten in our way-" Purple being yanked the blaster out of his hands, to which Ezra deepened his glare.

"Too bad. I got to them first." Ezra glared back at the creature as he leaned over the crate. He was definitely not going like this guy, but he had to deal with it. Ezra had to focus and stay on mission.

"It's not who's first. It's who's last." Ezra was pushed back from the crate by the man. Giving him and the now smirking creature a glare.

'Oh great. A guy who thinks he knows everything. Wonderful.' Ezra grumbled in his thoughts as he watched the man make his way over to a yellow ladder.

"Keep an eye on our friend here." With that the man climbed up the ladder and disappeared onto a different level of the ship. Returning his attention to the creature Ezra watched as he placed the lid back onto it and was about to move it away, that is until the kid decided to climb atop it and take a seat.

"Oi! Kid get off."

Ezra gave a mental smirk at the creature. 'He might be more fun to mess with then the grunts.' Crossing his arms, the kid remained where he was as he stared defiantly at the beast. "No way. My crate. My Blasters." The shipped rocked hard for a moment and Ezra would have fallen off if he hadn't clung onto the crate beneath him.

"They ain't yours."

"Look, I was just doing the same thing you were. Stealing to survive."

"You have no idea what we were doing. You don't know us." The creature knocked his fist into Ezra's stomach, almost knocking him off the crate in the process. 'Okay, he is definitely annoying.'

"And I don't want to. I just want off the burner." Ezra hopped down from the crate and glared up at the creature. 'Okay, not exactly true, but it's bound to help me keep my cover.' The purple being glared right back at the kid, causing them to close and face to face.

"Please. Nothing would thrill me more than tossing you out, while in flight." The two continued to glare at one another.

"I would love to see you try!" Ezra snapped back but then suddenly a shudder ran through the ship, knocking the two off balance. Ezra collided with the metal floor and when he tried to get up he was slammed back down by a heavy mass. "Get off!" Ezra grumbled. "I can't...breath!"

"I'm not that heavy in this gravity." The purple creature grumbled as he got off the floor and off Ezra.

"Not the weight." The young teen groaned as he got into a sitting position on the floor. "The smell." Ezra waved his hand near his nose in an almost disgusted manner.

The creature looked offended for a moment before his features twisted into anger."You don't like the air quality in here, eh? Fine! I'll give it in your own room!" With that the creature suddenly grabbed hold of Ezra by the ankle and began to drag him through the small ship.

"Hey, Stop!" The kid yelped as the back of his head collided with the metallic floor, dazing his mind for a moment as a dull throb went through him. Next thing he knew is in some sort of meeting room. "Let go!" Ezra protested as he was thrown into a small closet like room, the door quickly hissing shut behind him. 'Well that worked better than I planned.' Ezra smirked as he looked around the small area. A large grin spread across his face as he spotted the vent he had been hoping to find. Quickly pulling off his backpack, the kid began to work at the bolts that held to vent cover him place. As soon as the top two were gone the vent flipped open. Pushing his backpack in first, Ezra clambered in behind and began to make his way through the ship. He figured he was bound to find something sooner or later. Suddenly a voice that Ezra recognized to be the man's voice came through the ship's com, causing him to hesitate for a moment before grinning mischievously as he continued through the ventilation system.

"Zeb. Sabine. Where's the kid?"

"Calm down Chief. He's in… uh, here." Came the familiar voice of the creature the Ezra now was guessing to be known as Zeb.

"Zeb. Where is he?"

"Well, he is still in the ship." Ezra couldn't help but laugh to himself about how the insurgents were handling his momentary escape. However he wasn't paying attention and managed to bang his head into the ceiling of the vent, causing the sound of struck metal to resonate through vents. 'Well thats just great.'

"Oh he's in the ship alright." He heard a young girl's voice come through the com now and could only guess it was the mandalorian girl he saw earlier, but wasn't entirely sure.

As Ezra continued through the vents, he was stopped by a sudden noise. "Whoa!" He scrambled to grab onto something as the bottom part of the vent gave out but only managed to get the strap of his backpack, causing it to all out after him and collide with his head after he had hit the floor.

Groaning, Ezra clambered up into a seat next to wear he had landed and for a second to catch his breath. However when he opened his eyes he was surprised to see the dark expanses of space."I'm… I'm in space." He stared out in awe and wonder. His entire life he had been on the planet of Lothal training. Suddenly ship rocked as Tie Fighters began firing down upon them. "And I'm about die!" He exclaimed, quickly leaning back in the chair.

Suddenly voices rang through the ship's com once more as an unfamiliar voice rang through them along with that of the man he met before. Ezra continued to watch as a Tie exploded before him, but then suddenly he was yanked out of the chair and pushed behind it. Turning around, the young boy turned to glare at whoever it was, but was surprised to see it was a was colorful mandalorian girl. She removed her helmet and Ezra was amazed by how pretty she was.

Abruptly the ship shook as Ezra guessed it was struck again. Swiftly the girl placed her helmet on the back of the chair and took a seat in the chair and began to fire onto any Ties that flew into her path. 'A little flirting can't hurt' Ezra grinned as the thought came to mind.

"My name's Ezra. Whats yours?" Suddenly Ezra was yanked back and held in the air and found himself face to face with all too familiar creature.

"My Name's Zeb, you loth-rat." He growled as he held tight to Ezra coller.

"Calculations complete, but we need an opening."

"Found one!" The mandalorian began firing once more and managed to take down a Tie.

"Entering Hyperspace" Within moments the stars began to streak away outside the ship and Ezra watched as dashed into the vivid array of blues of hyperspace. Before he could admire the swirls of blue, Ezra was dragged out of the room by Zeb and up to what he guessed was the cockpit.

"Let go! You can't keep me here!" The kid said angrily, yanking his arm out of the creature's crasp.

"Calm down, we're taking you back to Lothal." Answered the woman that Ezra recognized to be the voice that rang over the ship's com before.

'Wait, not yet! I still need some information on these guys!' Ezra thought shocked, he had to think of something fast. "Wait. Right now? With Imperials chasing us?"

"We lost the Ties when we jumped and the Ghost can scramble it's signature. So they won't recognize us when we return." Informed Twi'lek, or at least that is what Ezra thought she was.

"Oh thats pretty cool." Ezra's curiosity was struck at the sound of that. He often heard ships could do that but never got to be on one like that. 'Stay focused.' Returning his attention to the task at hand, as he spoke again as he still tried to act in his cover as a street-rat. "So just drop me and my blasters outside Capital City and-"

"Their not your blasters."

"And we're not going back to Capital City. The job's not done." Ezra found himself cut off as the the door hissed open behind him to reveal the mandalorian girl and the man from before. 'There doesn't seem to be many of them at least.' He mentally noted as he waited aboard the bridge for them to return to Lothal, keeping an observant eye on the Twi'lek steered the ship and how the others went about their prep for wherever they were going next.

As the ship landed and the ramp opened, Ezra stepped out into the grassy fields of his homeworld. Looking down the hill, he noticed a small town, darkened by the dawn's very little light. Turning around he noticed that the man and Twi'lek were headed somewhere else with the dark crate that Ezra knew held the blasters.

"Hey, where are they going?" The boy asked, hoping to get some bit of information already, but was disappointed when he heard Zeb's response.

"If I told you, I'd have to kill you. Oh and I might just kill you anyway."

"Grab a crate pull your weight." Ordered the young mandalorian. Hesitating for a moment, Ezra decided take a crate and follow the two. Ezra figured these two had blasters, scene he knew there were blasters in the others as well.

'Maybe there is a buyer or someone else that they sell these two. If there is then I will be sure to write it up for my superiors.' But as Ezra walked through the small town, he began to realise that it was barely a town at all. The houses were more like small rundown buildings or tents. "Lived on Lothal my whole life, never been here." He said without really thinking as he looked around at the small buildings and saw people just standing around with sad and depressed looks about them. When Ezra took this mission he didn't expect to see this.

"The Imperials don't advertise it." The colorful mandalorian said, her voice holding a soft edge of sadness and disappointment to the Empire in it.

"Locals call it Tarkin-Town" Zeb Added.

"Named for grand moff Tarkin, governor of the outer rim." She continued as they walked through the long street, if you could call it that. The roads were basically dirt paths that had been stamped upon by many feet of the residents of the town. "He kicked these folks of their farms when the Empire wanted their land."

"Anyone try to fight back, got arrested… for treason." Ezra looked to the depressed bystanders as they payed little to attention to the trio as they walked on by.

Seeing these people like this seemed to shock and almost dishearten they young man as he continued to make his way down the road and into the center of town.

By they time they entered the center of the small town and placed the crates down it was early morning.

"Who wants free grub?" Zeb called out and removed to reveal not more blasters but crates of fruit instead. Ezra looked in shock at the crates and the people that quickly began to accumulate around them.

A rodian approached the boy and took one of the fruit from the crate. "Thank you. Thank you so much!" The man placed his hand on Ezra's shoulder in appreciation before walking off to go eat in peace. The kid just stood there look between the people, the crates, Zeb and the mandalorian girl. 'Is this why they came here? To help people?' Ezra once again looked at the many sad and depressed looking people and couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as he thought about the original outcome for these crates. "I-I didn't do anything."

As the crowd grew, Ezra took his chance and backed away and slowly began to make the long track back to the Ghost. His arms were crossed and his sapphire gazed was directed down onto the soft earth. He couldn't understand it. Why would they risk getting caught and grab the crates just to give it away freely? It didn't seem right to him. They didn't seem right. There had to be more to them. He needed to stay with these people and learned all he could about them. He needed to understand them clearly if he was to report back to his superiors.

Ezra was pulled from his thoughts as he climbed the hill and the freighter came into view. With a sigh he sat his small form down atop the grassy landscape of his home world. His curious gaze shifted onto the small town below, watching as the morning's sun began to illuminate it more. Although he did not understand them, he couldn't help but feel his own curiosity spike as to why they would do that. 'People just don't do that.'

But soon Ezra found himself being dragged from his thoughts as a familiar feeling began to tug at the back of his mind. It was the same feeling he got before that was was dragging his attention to the man that seemed to run this crew. Turning to look over his shoulder, he could feel whatever it was that was begging for his attention, coming from inside the ship.

Getting up, Ezra slowly began to walk up the open ramp and on board the ship. He followed the feeling up the ladder and onto the bridge. There he turned to the back doors and they hissed open, allowing him access to the small corridor. Taking a few steps in the feeling began to pull him to his right and he found himself looking at a cabin door. Inspecting it for a moment, Ezra found it to be locked. Taking off his backpack and kneeling down to the panel beside the door, he began to go to work.

Using the skills he learned in his training, he carefully began to get the panel to unlock. However a sound down the hall distracted him, causing Ezra to look away from his nearly done hacking. But when he saw no one was there, he went back to work and had the door slide open within moments. Returning his tools to his backpack and placing it back on his back, Ezra got to his feet and entered the small room.

Looking around, he noticed how neat and tidy it was. "Now if I were an insurgent where would I hide something?" He slowly walked further into the room, taking a seat on the cabin's lower bunk. Once again the feeling tugged at his mined, drawing his attention down along the bunk's edge. "Okay." He said quietly, taking his hand he felt along the side of the bunk, feeling for anything odd or out of place. "Weird." He felt and odd uneven pattern along the metallic side of the bunk. Getting off the bunk and crouching down next to it, Ezra began to examine it, noticing how one of the decorative panels along the side seemed slightly worn down.

As soon as his hand applied pressure to it, the panel slid open revealing a hidden drawer. Inside he noticed a rather odd, golden colored cube. Lifting it up he carefully looked over the odd patterns along its sides. "Might be important if they were hiding it here." With that he took the cube and placed it in one of his side pockets.

Looking back to the drawer, Ezra noticed there was still something else inside. Pulling it out he found a rather long and oddly shaped cylinder inside. Curiously he pulled it out and inspected it with curious eyes. Though as he grabbed hold of it with two hands it cylinder's end suddenly ignited into a brilliant blue blade. Slowly Ezra arose from his crouch and looked over the vibrant blade.

Taking the blade in one hand again, he lightly slice through the air, watching as the blade seemed to dance and vibrate at every movement. "Whoa." He said in wonder. In his years of training he had never come across as something as deadly or beautiful as this. It was simply mesmerizing. Bring it close to his face, Ezra could feel the warmth of the blade against his skin. Although it was not touching him, it still felt rather hot so he made sure not to bring it too close.

Suddenly a hiss behind him told Ezra that someone else had entered the room. Turning around slightly he saw the man, the droid and the twi'lek standing there, giving him a stern look.

"Careful." The man spoke, seeming to cross his arms in frustration at the young man before him. "You'll cut your arm off." The orange droid beside him, grumbled in annoyance, seeming to add his two cents to the conversation, though Ezra could not make out what he was saying. Something he sometimes wished he learn while he was still in training.

"Look, I know you're not going to believe me, but its like this thing wanted me to take it." It was kinda the truth. Then again he couldn't tell them the whole truth about him coming here to gather intel on them.

"Your right. I don't believe you. Now hand me the lightsaber." The man spoke sternly, extending his hand as he expected the kid to hand over the laser sword.

"Lightsaber? Isn't that the weapon of the Jedi?" Ezra asked excitedly. He had only heard a bit about the Jedi, but not enough about them. He did, however, hear a bit about their weapons. Though the stories he heard did not do the blade justice. Curiously he slowly swung the blade through the air once more, still mystified by its deadly beauty.

"Give it to me and get out." The look in the man's eye told Ezra that he shouldn't try his patience any further. Reluctantly he shut off the lightsaber and made his way over to the door, giving it to the man as he walked by. 'Well there goes that. I wonder why he had a lightsaber?' Ezra wondered as he continued down the small corridor, but then he remembered he didn't lose all that he found in the man's room. 'At least I still have this.' He pulled out the small golden cube and gave it a light toss in the air before putting it back away, a small smirk crossing his lips.

Walking down the small corridors of the ship, Ezra entered unfamiliar area's. Slowing his pace, he entered a room a little larger than the others. It had a small booth-like couch in the corner along with a table and stool. Across from it was a small set of doors that Ezra recognized as the tiny room Zeb had thrown him in before.

Ezra continued to walk across the room and to a set of doors. Hissing open they revealed a small room with a table and booth to his right and to his left he noticed the mandalorian girl with her helmet off and drinking something from a cup.

"Not to good at following directions, are you?" She said, removing her cup from her lips as she looked to the boy.

'Oh, you have no idea.' Ezra thought as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, stepping closer to her as they started up conversation. "Not so much. You?" Gesturing to the young girl, Ezra stepped closer to the counter along the left side of the small room.

"Never been my specialty." She answered with a soft chuckle.

"Who are you people? I mean, you're not thieves exactly." Ezra said, hoping to possibly get some information out of this girl.

"We're not exactly anything. We're a crew, a team. In some ways a family."

'A crew can't really be like a family… can they?' Ezra thought, turning his gaze downcast and away from the girl. His mind skipped to moments when he had worked with others on missions and they had never been anything close to what could even be considered family.

Nearly forgetting about the conversation, Ezra looked back up to the mandalorian and spoke once more. "What happened to your real family?"

"The Empire." She looked away for a moment, her gaze turning stern before looking back up at the boy with a softer expression. "What happened to yours?" As soon as the words left her mouth the two teens were surprised by the sound of the doors hissed open behind them. Turning around Ezra saw the orange astromech roll in, followed by the purple creature known as Zeb.

"Kanan wants us in the common room." Zeb grumbled as he leaned against the door frame before knocking atop the droid's head. "If he ties anything, sound the alarm. Or shoot him." The last words caused the kid to flinch slightly as the mech grumbled up at the creature. "Shush. Just watch him." With that Zeb turned around and headed out of the room, followed by the mandalorian girl.

"Sabine. My name's Sabine." The girl stopped and turned to glance over her shoulder at Ezra. A grin spread across his face as he went to go follow her out of the room, but unfortunately was stopped by a rather annoying droid.

Ezra glared down at the droid as he heard the doors close. Looking up, a large, mischievous grin spread across his face as he noticed the a vent just above the counter and remembered how there was one in small, closet like room. 'Best if I go listen in on them. Might some worthy information.'

Quickly climbing the counters, Ezra got to the vent cover and began to get to work at it with one of his tools, ignoring the angry grumbles of the astromech. Within seconds he had the cover off and was climbing inside. Pausing for a moment, he listened around until he found the direction the crew's voices were coming from and began to crawl through the vents toward them.

"...those hairy beasts. They saved some of my people." Ezra managed to catch Zeb's raspy voice through the vents as he made his way over to to the entrance to the ventilation system he had entered earlier that day.

"If we don't intercept this ship, we'll never find them." Erza listened as he carefully attempted to get out of the vent, however his hands slipped and he fell to the floor with a thud.

'Please don't hear it.' Ezra thought nervously as he crouched down with in the tiny closet like room. Unfortunately he heard that the talking stopped and a moment later the door quickly slid opened to reveal the crew's shocked faces. 'Crud!' Quickly spinning around, Ezra leaped into the air vents hoping to escape. However he was pulled back and tossed to the floor by strong hands.

"I ordered Chopper to keep watch." Ezra heard Zeb yell as rolled over onto his back to look up at the crew. Warbled grumbles drew his attention to the orange droid now rolling into the room with his robotic arms flailing. Whatever it said, it didn't seem to be nice so Ezra sent the droid a glare.

Ezra turned his attention back onto the others only to see an angry Zeb growl at him. "Can we please get rid of him?" He stepped closer to the kid, causing Ezra to nervously scoot backwards.

"No, we can't." Sabine suddenly spoke up as the others barred Zeb from coming any closer to Ezra. "The kid knows too much."

"We don't have time to take him home anyway. We need to move now." The twi'lek came over and offered Ezra, helping him up the instant he accepted it. She then placed her hand on his shoulder and guided him out of the room. "I'll keep an eye on him." The green Twi'lek lead Ezra to the bridge and pointed at the seat next to her. "Sit."

Ezra sat down in the copilot's chair and watched as the woman took the pilot's seat and began messing with the controls.

"Got a name or should I just keep calling you kid?"

Ezra hesitated for a moment before answering. "Ezra. And you are?"

"Hera." She glanced at Ezra and he caught sight of a similar trait that had helped him on missions in the past. 'She's softhearted. Good! Maybe if I can get her to trust me and she'll give me more information.'

"You know this whole mission things is nuts. I not against sticking it to the empire but there's no way I'd stick my neck out this far. Who does that?"

"We do." She said softly, glancing at him before returning her attention to the controls.

'Well thats not the answer I wanted.' Ezra mentally sighed to himself and looked away from the Twi'lek pilot and out into the deep blue swirls of hyperspace. But soon the blues disappeared as the Ghost dropped out and they were met by the site of a small Imperial transport.

"Imperial Transport 651, This is Starbird coming inbound." Hera's voice took a stern edge to it as she spoke to the other ship through the com. Ezra skeptical glance between her and the dashboard where the communicator was.

"State your business." An authoritative man's voice came through.

"Bounty. We captured an additional wookiee prisoner and have transfer orders to place him with you."

'She can't be serious if she thinks they're going to by it.'

"We have no such orders." Looking out window Ezra noticed a couple of ties detach from the transport and make their way over to the Ghost.

'Oh yeah, they're definitely going to buy it.' He thought sarcastically.

"Thats fine. We already got paid… by Governor Tarkin. If you don't want the oversized morning, I'll jettison her. Let you explain to your superiors why the empire has one less slave." The pilot said, her tone seeming so true that she could have fooled Ezra if he wasn't sitting right there.

'Looks like I am not the only one that knows how to act.' There was a brief silence as the Ghost moved closer to the Imperial ship.

"Permission to dock. Bay 1." Hera looked over and smile at the teen, seeming to have notice his mistrust in it not going to plan. Taking the controls of the Ghost, Hera maneuvered it into position to dock with the other Ship.

Moments past as they waited on the bridge until Kanan's voice rang through the com. "No troopers. Security is soft." Suddenly static came through the com, surprising both the pilot and kid.

"Specter-1, come in." Hera tried to fiddle with the controls, attempting to see if it might be a connection problem. "Specter-4? Specter-5?" Still the only answer she got was static. "Ah, com's down. No, not down… jammed?"

Ezra looked away from a now concerned looking Hera and to the stars outside as a familiar, uneasy feeling nagged at him. Suddenly a large triangular ship dropped out of hyperspace before them.

"Thats an Imperial Star destroyer!" Hera exclaimed, her concerned features turning to worry now.

'Already? I barely got any intel on these guys!' Ezra thought annoyed as she stared at the massive ship approaching them. Looking over he noticed the pilot quickly flipping switches to the controls to the ship. "This whole thing was a set up." Ezra said, still deciding to play his part till the end of the mission. He figured he had to or else he would be considered a complete failure for blowing it early. He didn't want to be seen as a screw up, not again.

"Its begining to look that way." The two watched as the Destroy was quickly closing the distance on them. Though as he watched it come closer, Ezra couldn't help but feel at least a little sorry for the crew. He knew how the Empire threatened it's traitors, but then again he never cared about it before so why should he start now? "You need to board the transport and warn them." Hera snapped, quickly drawing Ezra out of his thoughts.

"What?! Why don't you do it?"

"I need to be ready to take off, or none of us stands a chance."

'It's the Empire. You already don't stand a chance.' Ezra snapped back mentally. "No. No way. Why would I risk my life for a bunch of strangers?" 'Its not anyone has ever risked their life for mine.'

"Because Kanan risked his for you." Her words quickly caused Ezra to go silent. "If all you do is fight for your own life, then your life is worth need you Ezra, they need you right now." Hera's voice came across sternly but also soft at the same time as she tried to urge the kid to go help her comrades.

Turning away from the Twi'lek, Ezra looked up and out the window to see them being towed into the large bay of the Star Destroyer. What was bothering Ezra though, was why he cared? Why was he feeling bad if they got caught? Yes Kanan risked his life to save his, but still…

Ezra's thoughts whirled around in his head. Part of him wanted to stay to the mission and let them get captured. But then their was another part of him that was glad that someone cared, if only a little, enough to actually help him, even if it was part of his deception.

"Listen," The pilot spoke up again, drawing the kid out of his confused thoughts. "our crew boarded that transport to selflessly rescue Imperial prisoners. They have no idea they walked into a trap, no idea what's coming." Hera softly placed her hand atop the boy's shoulder, trying to convey how necessary it was to get the others out of there. "You need to go warn the Ezra."

"No it's too late for them He-"

"You don't mean that."

"I do, I swear I do." Ezra looked reluctantly out the window before quickly bolting out of the co-pilot's chair and running out of the cockpit to the starboard airlock. "Which is why I can't believe I'm doing this."

As Ezra board the Imperial ship, he didn't bother to look around to get his bearings. He already knew the layout was and where the brig would be. 'Why in the galaxy am I doing this? This goes against the mission.' Slowing the a hult, the kid directed his attention to the metallic floor. 'I'm breaking protocol. I should just head to the bridge and let them get caught. But then again...' Thoughts of Sabine and Hera came across his mind. Though he did not know them long, they seemed so nice to him. Nicer than he ever been treated by his comrades. And what about that man, Kanan? There was something about him. Ezra felt like he could completely trust him, but he didn't understand why.

Clenching his fists, Ezra concentrated on what he should do. He could help them and for once feel cared about… but with that there was a risk… Deserting the Empire doesn't really have best upsides if you got caught. But if he staid at his post and let them get caught… He might be considered a screw up anymore and possibly get a better position. But then what would happen to the others? Would they get hurt for his sel-

The sound of troopers marching through the corridors snapped him out of his thoughts and Ezra quickly ran to hid around the corner of an entrance to another hallway. He remained quiet and unmoving as he waited for them to pass by. When the steps finally faded Ezra breathed a sigh of relief and bolted from his hiding spot and toward the brig. 'Thats it. I am getting them out of here, but that doesn't mean I'm quitting the Empire.' He thought as he weaved his way through the ship's corridors and closer to the where the others were.

"...to be going smoother than our last op." Ezra could hear Zeb's grumbling voice faintly ecode through the corridors and he came near them.

"It's a trap!" Ezra exclaimed as he rounded the corner to see the two near the door, ready to open it with a detonator. "We've got to get out here. It's a trap!"

"Karabast!" Zeb growled, turning to face the kid as Ezra just stopped in front of them, placing his hands on his knees as he attempted to catch his breath. "The kid's blowing another op."

"It's not an op… It's a trap." Ezra repeated through panted breaths. "Hera sent me to warn you."

Kanan looked at the kid sceptical, seeming to debate on whether he should believe Ezra. But there was no longer time to contemplate as the supposed cell door slid open, revealing several stormtroopers behind it.

"Run!" Ezra shouted just as Kanan and Zeb retreated from the door. He went to follow but quickly stopped and spun around. Pulling his slingshot back Ezra took aim at the the detonator by the door. It soon exploded causing the the be shot back. 'Again, why am I doing this?' Turning back around, the kid when to quickly follow the other two as they rounded a corner. "We need to warn Sabine and Chopper, but they jammed the com."

"They'll follow plan. It'll be fine." Kanan called over his shoulder as they ran down the narrow corridor.

"Yeah, 'cause the plan's gone just great so far." That comment caused the two adults to give looks back at the kid.

As they ran down another hallway they suddenly were met by a group of storm troopers and their commander. A commander Ezra was all too familiar with.

"Don't stop." Kanan ordered, surprising the teen.

'Are you serious? Do plan on ramming them?'

"Push off now!" As suddenly as Kanan said that weightlessness took over and for several moments they drifted in the air before the Imperials could recover, Kanan began to fire upon them.

Soon their commander, Agent Kallus as Ezra knew him as, began to fire back. Before he could do anything, Ezra was suddenly pushed behind Zeb by the creature's massive hands. Retaliating back against Zeb, Ezra grabbed onto his legs and climbed up the purple creature's back, earning an annoyed hey from him.

Kanan soon shot himself forward, using the wall to propel himself and into stormtroopers. Zeb followed closed behind and barreled into the 'troopers, knocking a few into the agent. Taking the opening, the three flew past the Imperials and toward the Ghost.

"You doing okay, kid?" Kanan asked, glancing back at the two just as Zeb roughly removed him from his back.

"You kidding?" Ezra did his best to keep up with the two, but found it a bit hard due to the fact he had never been in zero-gravity.

Just as they rounded another corner Kanan called now out to them. Ezra nearly missed it as a split second later he nearly face-planted into the floor as the gravity returned. There was barely a moment for Ezra to catch his breath before Zeb grabbed his backpack pushed him forward.

The hatch to the Ghost soon came into view as did Sabine and Chopper. Kanan quickly gave orders then the three were close behind with Zeb and Ezra in pursuit. Suddenly Zeb yanked the kid back, causing Ezra to stumble back and glare at him while Zeb got to the hatch first. However before the young teen could catch up or even make a remark he was roughly grabbed from behind and into a strong headlock.

"Let go!" Struggling in the strong grip, Ezra managed to get a glimpse of who it was that caught him. It was none other than Agent Kallus. 'Well this is just great.' Soon a couple of troopers appeared, coming to the aid of their superior.

"Kid, get out of the way!" Growled Zeb from the still open hatch. He pulled his weapon off his back and took aim at the stormtroopers. Seeming to not be able to get a shot, the creature backed up to the other side of the hat, taking shelter from the 'troopers' fire there.

"I'm trying! Just let me do this!" Ezra managed to only get the first part clearly out as the troopers' fire drown out the rest. Though his words where not directed at Zeb, but rather at the agent holding him back. 'I didn't want to go back. Not yet! I just needed more time. So I could grab more intel.'

The next thing the kid heard immediately snapped him away from his thoughts and make direct eye contact with Zeb. "Sorry, kid." At first he was confused but then that confusion turned into surprise as he realised what was happening. "You did good." With that the hatch door hissed closed.

Ezra stood there for several moments, just staring at the door before snapping himself back to reality. "Agent Kallus, sir! There is a bomb on board. We need to get off now!" Ezra shouted in the man's grip. Remembering some of the plans that Kanan mentioned.

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment before releasing the boy, looking him over carefully before handing him over to one of the troopers. "Taking him to the Destroyer. He can explain himself there."

Grabbing Ezra by his arm the troopers and Kallus quickly made their way off the transport and into the hanger of the Star Destroyer. They made it just in time too, just moments later the Imperial Transport exploded in a colorful array.

After a couple of moments of staring at the destroyed ship, Ezra returned his attention back two the two troopers and more importantly, Agent Kallus. The second the Agent ask for an explanation, Ezra told him everything about his mission he was given and his operating number to verify he was telling the truth.

After several moments, Kallus looked over a datapad he had requested from a storm trooper. He had plugged in the kid's number and was now searching through the records.

"It says here you are stationed back on Lothal." The Agent casually waved off a hand, not looking up from the datapad as he told the two 'troopers they were dismissed from guarding Ezra.

"I was, but it was barely twenty-four hours ago that I got picked up by those Insurgents. I had yet to get the chance to report back."

"And have you found anything?"

Ezra hesitated, collecting his thoughts on what had happened since he got caught up in the Ghost crew. "Uh, no sir. I-"

"Then you are dismissed from this mission." Kallus finally looked up from the datapad and gave Ezra a stern look.

"But sir, if I had more time I could-"

"Was I not clear?" The Agent's voice growing dark, causing Ezra to flinch back. "You are dismissed from this mission. When we return to Lathol you will be resigned to a new task. Am I understood?"

"Yes sir." Ezra looked down, avoiding the Agent's steely gaze on him.

"Very well. You are dismissed. I am sure you will have no trouble finding your quarters." Kallus gave the teen the datapad as it held a lay out of the ship on it and the location of his room.

"No sir." Taking the datapad, Ezra still looked toward the metallic floor until he heard the fading footsteps of the agent before looking back up. He watched as Kallus left the hanger to probably what Ezra guessed was the bridge.

Once gone Ezra began to make his leave, using the datapad guide him. Once he arrived at his room, Ezra plugged in the pass code and walked in. As soon as Ezra entered the small quarters he dropped his backpack on the floor before collapsing onto his bed and staring up at the ceiling. He remained like that for sometime. Quiet, unmoving as she justed blankly stared upward.

"Ugh! I'm such an idiot!" The teen exclaimed, slamming his fist onto the bed before sitting and placing his arms on his knees. "I'm so stupid. How could I think there was someone out there that cared? Everyone is just the same." Quietly he muttered to himself, letting out a sigh as his gaze still remaining unfocused as he hunched over.

He took this chance to relax his tense muscles and refocus his thoughts. Ezra faintly noticed the faint sound of a metallic click, but paid little mind to it, figuring it might be the usual noises for the ship or something. Other than that it was mostly quiet in the small room, or it was till a soft voice broke the silence.

"This is Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. I regret to report that both our Jedi order and the Republic have fallen, with the dark shadow of the Empire rising to take their place."

At first Ezra completely ignored the voice, thinking it might be someone out side passing by, but as he was surprised to see a holo-gram of man being projected from the cube that Ezra had taken from Kanan's room earlier that day.

"This message is a warning and a reminder for any surviving Jedi trust in the force." With that said the holo-gram suddenly shut off and the cube fell to the floor with a clang.

Sliding down off his bed to the floor, Ezra scooped up the now disfigured cube. "Is it broken?" He wandered, slowly turning it this way and that as he examined it. But suddenly the gears in his head clicked. "Wait… Jedi? The Republic?" Ezra remained glued to the spot, bright, electric blue eyes fix curiously on the odd cube within his hands.

"Agent Kallus needs to see this." As soon as the words left his mouth, Ezra was already standing up with backpack already on his back and was headed towards the door. However he was drawn to a halt as a familiar sight caught his eye. "Haven't had one of these in the longest time. Might as well enjoy it while I can." Picking up the the small white helmet, Ezra placed it on his head and playfully marched out of his quarters and toward the bridge.

As Ezra got closer and closer to the bridge, he began to listen in on the com's radio chatter. A few things came across the line, most of them seeming boring and uninteresting to Ezra, but a few words caught his attention and he began to listen carefully.

"...will dock on Kessel within two hours. The wookiees will be off-loaded to work spice mine K-77."

'Wookiees huh? They were what the insurgents were after.' Ezra quick shook his head, trying to rid himself the train of thought. Why should it matter to him what they were after anymore, it was not longer his mission.

Finally Ezra reached the bridge, but just as he walked in an officer called across the room to Kallus. "Agent Kallus, there's a security breach in the lower hanger." Ezra walked further onto the bridge, listening carefully to what the officer had to say. "I don't know how, but the rebel ship approached without alerting our sensors."

"What? They came back?" Ezra said out loud, stunned by the thought someone would do that. This outburst however, drew the attention of a certain I.S.B. Agent.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well I-uh…" The teen shifted slightly under the man's man's gaze.

"I don't have time for this." Kallus quickly stepped around the boy and began to make his way out of the bidge, activating his com as he did so. "Order all stormtroopers to converge on the lower hanger. I'll meet them there."

Ezra quickly spun around on his heels, an idea forming in his head. "Agent Kallus, sir, wait!" He called out as he ran to catch up with the man.

"What is it?"

"What if I went back with the Insurgents?" This caused the agent to come to a complete stop and turn to fully look at the boy.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying let me go back with them and gather more intel. They came back here for me after all, I'm sure of it. Why not take this chance?"

Kallus's steely gaze rested on the boy as he contemplated the idea. It didn't take long for Ezra to get an answer. "Very well, but don't screw this up like last time."

"I promise sir! I won't let you down!" With that he bolted away toward the lower hanger.

Rounding several corridors, alarms blaring all the while, Ezra got closer and closer to the hanger until finally he got close enough to where he caught the sound familiar voices of the crew.

"And this time, try not to leave till everyone's back aboard." Ezra could see Sabine and Kanan run past the end of the corridor and down another.

"That was not my fault!" Zeb grumbled, slowing to a stop.

"Well, thats debatable." Ezra said in a joking sarcastic voice as he slid out through the entrance of the side hall. Zeb just glared at the kid and an instant later slammed his fist into the helmet Ezra was wearing, causing him to fall backwards and onto the ground. "First you ditch me, then you hit me?" Ezra grumbled as he climbed to his feet and removed his helmet so he could glare daggers at the creature.

"How was I supposed to know it was you? You're wearing a bucket!" Zeb growled back to which Ezra was going to retort back but was stopped by the sound of several people storming down the hall. He turned around to see it was several troopers following close behind Agent Kallus.

'Doesn't look like he gave me much of a head start.' Ezra remarked in his thoughts. Just as the others turned to run back toward the Ghost, Ezra took the cadet helmet and threw it at the I.S.B. Agent before turning to join the others.

"Specter-1 to Ghost, we're leaving." Kanan called through the com. Both he and Sabine turned and fired back at the Imperials as they ran towards the open ramp of their ship.

Once on the ramp Ezra spun around and pulled back his slingshot and took aim at a couple of troopers. 'Every little bit helps.' He figured, seeing as he did what he could to convince the crew, no matter how small, that he was against the Empire.

"Oh no!" The kid suddenly felt a massive hand on his shoulder and he looked up with surprise to see Zeb standing over him. "This time you aboard first!" He heard the creature snap before being yanked inside the cargo hold.

"Ghost, raise the ramp." Kanan called through the ship, to which Ezra thought he might be calling up to Hera who was now at the controls. Ezra watched as the ramped closed in front of him. He soon felt the ship began to move as it lifted off the hanger's floor. Turning to look at the others, he noticed that Sabine had something in her hand and with a faint nod and a grin she pressed a button on what Ezra now realised was a detonator.

The Ghost rocked slightly as an explosion outside of the ship went off. Seconds later Ezra could feel the freighter in full motion as he figured it was leaving the Destroyer's hanger and out into space.

As the three crew members spoke, Ezra decided to head away from them and up to the bridge. Once the bridge doors opened, he found himself being greeted by the Twi'lek pilot. "Welcome aboard, again." Hera glanced over her shoulder at the young boy before returning her attention on the controls.

"Thanks. Thanks you." Ezra started, but then corrected himself to sound more appreciative, The kid awkwardly rubbing the back of his head. He really hadn't expected this. Heck he never expected it. When he was left behind on group missions, he was expected to fend for himself, and not have someone help him. "I really didn't think you'd come back for me." Crossing his arms, the young teen leaned back into the door frame.

"I'll get you home now." Hera said, flipping a few switches as she began to plug in the coordinates in for Lothal. "I'm sure your parents must be worried sick." Hera said with a soft smile, as she leaned over on the back of her chair to have a better look at the boy.

At the mention of parents, Ezra looked away from the older woman avoiding eye contact with her as the old memories of that night, the night his whole life changed, quickly flashed through his mind in short flashes images. "I don't have parents." Was all he mumbled out as he continued to look away from the pilot.

The air in the room seemed to grow heavy as Hera began to understand what the teen ment by those words. But before she could think out the right words Kanan, Sabine, and Chopper walked aboard the bridge and Ezra seemed to perk up, uncrossing his arms and standing straight up instead of leaning against the door frame. "And you've got somewhere else to be."

'Am I really going to do this?' He thought for a moment, hesitating on his choice of action. 'Of course! How else am I going to gain their trust? It's not like I have any other reason for doing this.' "I know where they're really taking the wookiees." He said quickly, taking a step further onto the bridge. The kid watched as everyone shifted in their seats. 'I am so dead if Kallus finds out about this.' "Have you heard of the spice mines of Kessel?"

It seemed to Ezra that everyone in the roomed stiffened at the the name, which really confused the teen sense he had barely heard of it. It remained uneasily quiet for a few minutes before Sabine finally turned around in her seat and explained why. "Slaves sent there last a few months, maybe a year."

"And for Wookiees born in the forest, it's a death sentence."

'Wait, what?' Ezra was surprised at what they were saying. He knew the empire could be harsh at times, but this? Crossing his arms as he took it in, he made it seem like he thought about it before speaking up. "Then I guess we better go save them."

""We?"" Sabine repeated as her, Hera, Kanan, and maybe even Chopper looked back at him with questioning looks.

"Come this far. Might as well finish the job."

"Setting course for Kessel." Hera said, returning to the controls as she plugged in the new coordinates for the mining planet.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ezra noticed that Kanan was giving him some kind of look. It was odd, the kid couldn't quite tell why the man was looking that way at him or what he was even thinking. 'Is he suspicious of me? No he can't be. It's not obvious what I am, is it?'

It had been a few hours since the crew rescued Ezra from the Star Destroyer and during that span of time, Kanan had gone over the plan of the mission and what his part in it was. For now he just had to wait in the cargo hold with Zeb and the others as Hera steered the ship towards Kessel. The young teen and the purple creature stood near the ladder that lead to bridge as they waited for their arrival to the planet. Ezra's hands had a steady grip on the ladder as the ship swayed slightly.

It was an odd feeling, but Ezra could almost feel the gravity shift as the entered the atmosphere of the planet. Seconds later the sound of the turrets firing told the four in the hold that the plan was in motion.

"Try not to get dead." Ezra looked up at Zeb with a puzzled expression that soon turned to a glare. "Don't want to carry your body out."

'Gee thanks, I feel so much better.'

As soon as the ramp opened up, Kanan, Sabine, Zeb, and Ezra poured out and ran for the nearest cover, several crates stacked together. Having their backs to the crates, Ezra looked over to Kanan, to which he was given a nod. Taking that as the signal, the teen carefully began to seek behind the crates and around the 'troopers to the Wookiees.

The Stormtroopers continued to fire at the other three, not even noticing that someone had made it past them. Taking advantage of the distraction, Ezra made it all the way to the Wookiees unnoticed, however at first they didn't think he was friendly and growled at the young teen. "Hey, hey. I'm here to help." He said quickly, and pulled out a tool.

The hairy creatures seemed to calm down at this and allow his help. 'Offer them freedom and you basically have anyone's trust.' He quickly got to work at removing the cuffs from their hands. An action that they seemed rather thankful for.

As soon as they were free, the Wookiees turned on the Imperials that continued to fire upon Kanan and the others, effectively knocking them out. At that moment it seems like everything had gone according to Kanan's plan, that is until a familiar sound reached the ears of everyone on the ground.

Three Tie Fighters sprang out through a foggy valley, just below and behind the Ghost. They quickly began to fire at the freighter, to which had returned fire almost immediately, effectively bringing down at least one of the ties. However that small victory didn't last as an Imperial Freighter emerged from the foggy valley as well. Within seconds it fired down at everyone on the ground, causing Ezra and the others to jump out of the way and for cover. Hera on the other hand, had to take evasive maneuvers and quickly steered the Ghost away, Ties not far behind her.

The Imperial ship swiftly landed and let off its load of Stormtroopers and their commander. From their distance away, Ezra could barely make out the order Kallus gave to the 'troopers just before the stormed off the ship.

In the confusion and rush to take cover, a Wookiee managed to get hit but was quickly helped up by Zeb and brought over to cover. Though it seemed more like he was being dragged, as the Wookiee seemed to struggle slightly away from Zeb and try to reach for something. Looking the direction the creature was reaching out to, Ezra noticed as smaller, probably a child, Wookie, running off in the wrong direction and away from the others as a Stormtrooper chased after him.

The teen stared at the two running off and for a split moment he thought about going after them, but quickly pushed the thought away. 'He is on his own, just like everyone else in this galaxy.' Rushing over to the others, Ezra quickly joined them and took cover behind several crates.

"I can't maintain position!" Hera called through the comlink, sounding rather frustrated

"Go! Lead the Ties away and give yourself maneuvering room!" Kanan called back through the com.

"I am not leaving you behind!" Hera practically yelled back. Watching the two argue through the com, Ezra remained hidden behind the crates and watched as Kanan looked up from the comlink look around at their surroundings. Ezra could almost see the gears going the man's mind as it seemed he was coming up with a back up plan.

"No you're not. We're running a 22-pickup." He said, seeming to finally have a plan in mind.

'A what?' Ezra looked puzzled at Kanan, not really sure what the code stood for.

"Seriously?" Sabine asked, chiming in.

"Do you have a better option?"

"Jump into the pit and get it over with." Zeb said.

"Alright, I'll be back. Make sure you're ready."

""22-pickup?" Care to let me in on the secret?" Ezra asked, hoping to get some form of explanation to what was going on.

"Kid, I'm about to let everyone in on the secret." Without a seconds notice, Kanan climbed over the crates. Blaster fire whizzed by him as he seemed to casually evade them. Agent Kallus suddenly gave the order to cease fire as all eyes fixed on Kanan to see what he was up to. Reaching for a couple of items on his bet, Ezra watched as the man twisted the pieces together to one single object.

'No way...' The kid just stared in awe as the blue beam ignited from the saber. 'He's… he's a jedi?' Ezra, along with everyone else, besides Sabine and Zeb, seemed stunned at the site before them. But that moment of stunned silence did not last long as Kallus quickly gave the order to focus the fire on Kanan.

"Time to go!" Kanan called back to them as he deflected a few of the blaster bolts back towards the troopers.

"Right." Answered Zeb and began to direct the Wookiees into one of the large transport containers. Ezra watched as the one Wookiee that was using Zeb for support was still trying to reach out toward the no longer visible Wookiee child. Turning back around the teen looked over to see Kanan doing all he could to keep the 'troopers at bay.

'Is this really worth it? They are risking their lives for someone they probably don't even know. Why would they do this? It's ridiculous.' At that thought, Hera's words from earlier rang through his mind. Fighting with his thoughts for a moment, Ezra angrily banged his fist into one of the crates before stealthily sneaking around it, Kanan, and the troopers. 'I can't believe I am doing this again.' He didn't know by he had to, but for some reason he did. He had to save that little Wookie.

As he ran as fast as he could, Ezra tried as best as he could to catch up to the two and luckily, they soon came into view. Ezra following close behind, the three ran onto a long catwalk that stretched out over a huge creves.

"Hey." The kid called, grabbing the Stormtrooper's attention, causing him to turn and take aim at Ezra. Crouching down the teen felt an all too familiar feeling he got in these kind of situation. Just as soon as the 'trooper fired at the teen, Ezra lept into the air and flipped over man, now standing between him and the young Wookie.

Before the 'trooper had any time to react, Ezra fired his slingshot several times, effectively knocking the man off the catwalk. "Gotcha." Breathing out a sigh of relief, Ezra turned around and began to work at removing the cuffs from the Wookie's wrists.

"It's over for you." Ezra quickly spun around to see Agent Kallus standing a few feet away, pointing a blaster directly at them. "Have you and your crew surrender now."

"I don't know where you get that idea. I work alone." Ezra called back, playing along as notice the Ghost fly below the catwalk just a few moments ago.

"Not this time." Look over in the direction of the voice, Ezra, the Wookiee, and Kallus saw the Ghost rise up with Kanan standing on top of it with lightsaber in hand.

Kullus decided to take this chance and fire at the Jedi, however it didn't seem to work out so well for him, as Kanan dodged the first two shots and redirected the last one right back at the Agent, effectively knocking him of the catwalk as well.

"Jump kid!" Kanan called as the Ghost dropped down slightly to catch both Ezra and the little Wookiee.

Moments later all three were back in the freighter and entering the cargo hold where the other Wookiees were. Immediately the young Wookiee slid down the ladder and ran over to who Ezra guessed was his father.

Oddly enough to Ezra, he felt happy to see the two back together. Originally intel on where the Wookiees were to go was not meant to be part of his mission and he question himself on why he would go to the lengths of helping them. The question kinda floated in his head but the only answer he gave himself was that it was the only way to fully get the crews trusts so he could stay and gather more intel. But was that really the reason why?

Abruptly the teen was brought out of his thoughts by a kind hand being placed on his shoulder. Looking up Ezra noticed it was Kanan. He looked up the man, a bit surprised for a moment before looking back down to the others. The contact was nice, it reminded the teen that there was someone who was willing to watch his back for once. But soon that comforting hand left as Kanan went to go join the others.

'No. I can't think like that. No one is really like that. I just need to stay focused. And pay attention to the task at hand.' Ezra thought, pushing the kind feelings, ignoring them and acting like they weren't even there in the first place

After a few hours the crew managed to rendezvous with a small Wookiee ship and they began to say goodbye to their furry friends.

"Uhm, he says if we ever need help, the Wookiees will be there." Sabine translated. The father of the young Wookiee gave a kind growl as patted the top of Ezra's head, causing the teen to smile up at him

"Good luck, Kitwarr. Try to stay out of trouble." Ezra said to the little Wookiee.

Zeb just gave a slight laugh and walked around the kid to get to the door. "Look who's talking."

"So… I guess you drop me off next?" The teen looked down at the floor.

"Uhm, yeah." Zep said, pushing one of the buttons to close the hatch before turning around to face them. "Finally right?" He said with a faint chuckle, although you could tell there was a hint of sadness in his words. It seemed he didn't want Ezra to go.

"Right." The teen grumbled quietly to himself as he walked away. Even though he wouldn't admit it, he liked it here. But he had a mission to complete. Slowly he made it over to ladder just under the dorsal cannon and leaned against it.

He watched as Zeb and Sabine quietly walked past him. Kanan wasn't far behind, however the ship suddenly shook as the Wookiee ship detached. This gave Ezra the opportunity to snatch the lightsaber right of Kanan's belt with out him knowing. "Oh, uh, sorry." He carefully concealed the two piece lightsaber behind his back. 'If I'm leaving now then I might as well take this. It will help Kallus later on if the Jedi doesn't have his signature weapon. Plus I get a nifty souvenir.' He thought with a childish grin.

Within an hour or so the arrived on Lothal. Sliding down the ladder, Ezra entered the cargo hold and was met with sad faces. Giving a faint smile to Sabine and Chopper, Ezra slowly walked over to Zeb. "So, uh, see you around?"

"Not if we see you first." Zeb joked, playfully punching the kid in the shoulder, causing him to spin around slightly.

"Don't worry, you won't." With that Ezra made his way down the ramp and out of the Ghost only to be met by the site of Kanan and Hera standing out there waiting for him.

"I think you have something that belongs to me." Kanan said, standing there cross armed and waiting.

Reaching behind him, Ezra grabbed not the lightsaber but the cube he had snatched earlier from Kanan's room. Lightly he tossed it over to the Jedi before turning to leave. "Good luck." Was all he said before running off toward his tower.

It wasn't long before Ezra found himself inside the old building. Breathing out a sigh, he took the lightsaber out from his backpack and looked over it. 'Well this just great. Barely got anything on them. Its not like I can report that he's a Jedi, Kallus already knows that.' Looking up, Ezra slowly glanced around the room. But then something familiar tugged at the back of his mind, seeming to pulling his attention toward the figure in the doorway. "What's the force?" He knew right away who it was and turned around to see the Jedi standing there. Although he had heard about the Jedi, he barely knew anything about them. So he decided if Kanan was here now, he might as well get some answers.

"The force is everywhere. It surrounds us and penetrates us. It binds the galaxy together. And it's strong with you, Ezra. Otherwise, you'd never have been able to open the holocron." Kanan informed, as he stepped further into the tower's main room.

'So thats what it's called? Wait, that can't be the only reason he came up.' The teen thought to himself as he careful watched the man before him. "So, what do you want?"

"To offer you a choice. You can keep the lightsaber you stole," Spoke the Jedi as he motioned toward said lightsaber in the kid's hand before gesturing to the rest of the room. "let it become just another dusty souvenir, or you can give it back and come with us, come with me and be trained in the ways of the force. Learn what it truly means to be a Jedi."

'Jedi? That can't be right. Me? No way.'

"I thought the empire wiped out all the Jedi?"

"Not all of us."

Looking away from the man, Ezra looked back down at the lightsaber, puzzled by Kanan's words. 'Be trained… as a Jedi? That can't be right.' Looking back up he noticed that Kanan was now gone, he just seemed to up and vanish. Ezra stared out the open door, his mind seeing to buzz with a flurry of thoughts. 'Would I be going against everything I know if I went with them now?' This and many other questioning thoughts floated around in young Ezra's mind before he finally came to a decision.

Quickly turning around, Ezra went over to the desk and pulled open a small hidden compartment just underneath the table. There he grabbed the hidden data pad and began to quickly jot down a few sentences.

Agent Kallus

I have been able to acquire more time to fulfill this mission. I do not know how long it will last but as this mission continues I will be sure to leave further information acquired from the insurgents in a datapad that will be left here. Any intel deemed important enough I will find a way to notify you immediately.

Ezra Bridger

Once that was written out, the young teen return the datapad back to its hiding spot. Ezra then made his way to the door, sparing one glance back at the placed before having the door hiss shut behind him.