Ezra Bridger, Descendant of Revan

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Chapter 1

"Block, slash, parry..." Many words came from the holocron, helping 14 year old Ezra Bridger swing his purple lightsaber. His parents told him that is was a family heirloom- a few months before the Empire took them right before his eyes. Now, the only thing Ezra had left of his parents were the 3 lightsabers- the purple and red from Revan, and the yellow from Bastilla Shan, and the few holocrons lying around, all passed down to the last descendant of Revan. Ezra was currently following the instructions of the holocron his father had made, learning Jedi lightsaber forms that his own father, Ephraim Bridger, had learned when he was the Jedi Sentinel Commander. He usually practiced all the teachings from the holocrons every day, practicing with all 3 lightsabers. The holocrons also taught him about using the Force, meditation, extending senses, and in the case of Revan's holocron, force lightning and mind domination. He walked both the paths of light and dark, like his ancestor Revan, and found the Force was not divided into sections called light or dark; it was just 1 unified, perfectly woven fabric that makes up this universe, and to use the Force on physical objects was like bending the fabric a little.

While his father was a Jedi Sentinel, his mother, Mira Bridger, was a Mandalorian descendant of Te Ani'la Mand'alor, or Mandalor the Ultimate. He managed to learn basic Mandalorian from the texts his mother left behind, and had a suit of armor that came with two blasters, wrist gauntlets, a jetpack, and a vibroblade.

Ending his training, Ezra put down his lightsaber and prepared for his trip to town. As he walked out with his backpack of tools, his weapons hidden in his armor, a Star Destroyer appeared in the sky as he made sure his orange jacket covered the Beskar metal of his armor. The young Force user suddenly felt a nudge in the Force, telling him to go to the city. Climbing down his tower, he turned on his speeder and made his way to town.

Upon his arrival, he saw 2 Imperial officers harassing a merchant. Looking around to make sure no one noticed, he discreetly swiped the comlink and walked in to the nearby alley. "This is a Code Red; I repeat, Code Red." The officers heard the "emergency" and rushed over to the loading weapons, leaving behind a merchant who noticed what Ezra had done. He offered some fruit, but Ezra declined. He then jumped on a nearby rooftop to watch the Imperials panic.

"What's the emergency?" asked one of the officers. "What emergency? We were just told to load the crates." replied a trooper. "Then load them!" Ezra snickered, but stopped when he felt a strange feeling. Making sure he was hidden in the Force, he looked around, and noticed someone who felt like a Jedi. Analyzing his face, he recognized him as Padawan Caleb Dume, apprentice to Depa Billaba, from the records of existing Jedi in his father's holocron.

"So he survived…" Ezra mused to himself. He watched as the Jedi walked up to a Lasat and gave a signal by tapping his holster, and the Lasat got up and walked somewhere. The Jedi gave another signal to a Mandalorian who clearly liked colors; Ezra had a slight interest in art, he experimented with red, orange, blue, and purple paint on his armor and any stormtrooper helmets he collected. The only helmets that sat unpainted were his mother's Mandalorian helmet, his father's Jedi Sentinel helmet, and a Death Trooper helmet he snagged when he accidentally stumbled upon a kyber crystal shipment. The female Mandalorian, though, has her armor painted in a way that looked like an explosion of red, purple, and pink. He could guess her hair was dyed, though he could not have ever guessed that her bombs were colorful explosions that were somehow effective in destroying a speeder.

The band of rebels attacked the Imperials, and as Ezra watched, he suddenly felt the urge, through the Force, to steal one of the speeders, and years of experience from his holocron training sessions told him to comply. He jumped down, and decided to mess with the rebels, by shouting "Thanks for doing the heavy lifting!" He accelerated the speeder away, but sensed a figure jump toward him before hearing a thump behind him. He glanced back, and saw it was the Mandalorian. He looked further back, and saw Imperials chasing them, firing their blasters. Ezra didn't want the Mandalorian to die, so he pulled her with the Force and seated her in front of him. "Keep driving!" Ezra yelled to her, gesturing with a blaster from his jacket to emphasize his point. The Mandalorian complied and faced forward, steering the speeder onto an open highway.

Ezra turned around a full 180 degrees. Since he no longer needed to drive, he took both blasters and blasted 2 Imperial speeders simultaneously, with one shot each. His blasters immediately turned toward the next speeder- the one the Jedi was on. Ezra kept the blaster aimed at him for a moment, as if to say "I could shoot you" before turning to the other Imperial speeders.

After Sabine jumped onto the other boy's speeder, Kanan grabbed another, and then he, along with Zeb, chased after the mysterious boy. Kanan, watched, shocked, as the boy turned around and immediately shot 2 Imperials without aiming for more than a second. Gesturing to Zeb to take the crates attached to the speeder, Kanan sped up to the boy. He saw the boy point his blaster at him for a second, and Kanan was afraid he was going to shoot. Then, the boy turned his attention to the other Imperials, leaving Kanan to wonder "Why didn't he shoot me?" He was broken out of his thoughts by a high pitched whine.

Ezra looked in the sky and saw the source of the high pitched whine: a TIE fighter. His blasters couldn't do anything, so he was about to resort to using the Force, when a Correlian ship blasted them. Ezra relaxed, glad he didn't have to use his abilities yet. He saw the ship lower itself and open a ramp, and saw the other rebels jump aboard with the crates. The Force told Ezra to follow, so tapping the Mandalorian driver on the shoulder, Ezra gestured to the ramp. The Mandalorian understood, and maneuvered the speeder on to the ship, taking the speeder and two crates inside. The ramp closed, and Ezra sensed the ship gaining altitude quickly. He ran inward and almost crashed into the Jedi. Luckily, both Force users used their instincts to dodge, and Ezra said "Sorry about that, but since I'm on the ship I'm going to take one of your turrets."

Leaving the Jedi behind, he climbed a ladder and sat in the turret seat. Making sure he was still invisible in the Force, he called upon the Force and used it to guide his turret. Every shot he fired hit its mark, and soon the ship jumped into hyperspace.

"That was some nice shooting Spectres." A female's voice sounded through the ship. Sliding down the ladder, Ezra entered what he assumed was a common room and "Wasn't us, it was the new guy over there." The Mandalorian gestured over to Ezra and all eyes turned to him. He noticed 2 more members of the ship, a droid and a twi'lek. The Padawan, probably the leader since he was a Jedi, asked "Who are you?

There is no update pattern that I follow. I could have one in 3 weeks at the earliest, 4 months at the most because of schoolwork. I will try to keep posting. Hope you enjoy my first fanfic. All reviews are welcome.