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Kanan's POV

Darkness surround me…where was I?

"You will tell me where the shrine is," a voice said.

"Make me Imperial scum!" a female voice replied aggressively.

A dim light started to appear and I could feel a cold, metal floor. I was on my knees and looked up to see a small Imperial cell. There were two figures standing in front of me. The light became brighter and I could see a female with white clothes and dark hair chained down on an interrogation table.

"Oh we will, trust me," said the first voice. I didn't need to see him to know it was the Inquisitor. The prisoner struggled in her chains and spat on the Inquisitor. Something about this stranger seemed familiar… who was it? "You will try. Doesn't mean you'll succeed," she said sarcastically, a grin appearing on her face.

"Kanan!" a voice yelled in the distance.

The Inquisitor motioned his hand toward her and two mechanical arms came around the side of the table. "Let's squeeze some of that will out of you," he said coldly. The stranger clenched her jaw and closed her eyes, just waiting for some kind of pain. "Caleb…" she whispered under her breathe. "Caleb please…" she whined silently. I was frozen. I hadn't heard that name for years…

Electricity jumped from the robotic arms to her as she tried her best not to react. She groaned and whined as the pain was becoming unbearable. She opened her eyes, revealing large brown eyes full of pain and sorrow but… hope. And those eyes were starring right at me…

"Kanan!" said a familiar voice. I clenched my eyes shut as voices began to appear, shouting at me. I held my head and there was silence for a moment, followed by a desperate voice saying "Please Caleb… help…" I opened my eyes in shock to see I was back on the Ghost, Ezra in front of me with concern in his eyes. "Kanan, are you okay?!" He asked, slightly paranoid. "What? Yeah… I'm fine. Why would you ask?" My padawan looked at me curiously. "You tell me. We were training and all of a sudden you just…collapsed." I stood up, still a bit dazed. "I'm fine. Training is cancelled," I said as I walked out of the common room and towards my cabin. I needed to clear my mind…

I walked into my cabin and locked the door. Could it really be? I sat on my bed and closed my eyes, trying to walk through what had happened. I heard a high pitched echo coming from my bed. The force was trying to tell me something. I opened my eyes and felt for the secret compartment in my bed and opened it. In there lay my holocron, a few old holodiscs and… the family neckless. I gently picked up the neckless, still in top condition. It was a beautiful white gem carved into the shape of a curved water droplet, hanging off a chain of small metal beads. Of course it was only half of it… the other half was given to…

I pulled the neckless up to my heart. Echoes of my childhood still hung fresh around the beautiful jewellery. Could it really be her? I asked myself. If it was, I needed to find her! It may be my only chance. I pulled the chain over my head and concentrated. She needed me, and I had to be there for her. That's what big brothers are for, right?

So what did you guys think? I'm still new to this so don't judge to harshly :D I love star wars rebels and this has always been a fan fic I wanted to write! Please talk politely on the reviews. Criticism is fine. Thank you all!

-Superherotiger