Welcome to my new Star Wars Rebels fanfic!

It was a lot of fun to write this during study hall, and I was surprised that I had written most of this during that short time. It's amazing how when your bored, that's when your mind is the most creative. Random stuff can turn into master pieces and a true work of art. Who knew, right? Maybe that's why Ezra decided to mess with the Empire at such an early age. I mean, who in the right of mind steals from the Empire unless you are dying of boredom? (That could be qualified as a prediction to why he stole from them, but pretty much everyone knows that it was for survival. *Or was it?*

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars Rebels. If I did, then Ezra would be a sith and there would be blood, gore, and torture. ( Does that sound a little bit too dark?)

Chapter one: A test of faith

"...There is a reward for ten thousand credits for the arrest of the insurgents responsible for the transmissions. They are wanted dead or alive. These traitors will be tried for high treason, and whoever is associated/allied with them will also be punished severely. The Empire has no room for these rebels nor for any rebels of the matter. We..."

Ephraim angrily switched off the radio, as a wave of stress ran through him. Chills cascaded down his bones and ice covered his veins. His breath turned labored and he looked into his wife's eyes which were equally as wide as his.

"Mira", he breathe out. "What... what are we...", he trailed off lost for words.

Mira bit her lip and rubbed her right arm. They had been doing transmissions for almost seven years. In a few weeks it would be their son's seventh birthday, and also the anniversary of the Empire's wretched rule. They've been sending inspirational messages ever since Ezra's birth and never have they encountered such a problem.

"We must keep fighting", she finally said breaking the tense silence.

An angry yell boomed from Ephraim startling her.

"Keep fighting", he shouted! "Mira, the Empire is after us now! There are probably wanted posters for the 'rebels' arrests plastered all over the city and possibly on all of Lothal! We should stop now while we are ahead!" He was now standing, and his tone held nothing but fear. "What if-", he lowered his voice. "- What if Tseebo was right? We should think of our son first."

"And we are", Mira narrowed her eyes. "Everything we are doing is for him. To make the universe a better place." She stood up. "Things are getting worse out there", she gestured to the closed and covered window. "Tell me you haven't noticed the troopers monitoring the streets. Tell me that you haven't heard people talk about losing their farms. Tell me that you don't know that Lothal has become nothing but one giant factory for producing weapons! Tell me, Ephraim! I really want to know how blind you are!"

"Mira, I know what it's becoming", he threw his arms in the air! "I know." He took a deep breath. "But Ezra?"

"Will either be sent to a military academy or be a blind follower of the Empire", she stated. "I would die to make sure that my child is free and happy. Besides." She walked over to Ephraim and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. She gave him a small smile. "You said that Ezra was all you ever thought about."

"And he is." He brushed off her hand agitatedly. "Which is why I think we need to stop."

"Well it's too late for that", Mira snapped! Her smile was completely gone. "This was your idea from the beginning and I questioned your decision, but you were all..." She deepened her voice in mockery. "...'Mira this is the only way to fight for our boy's freedom'. And I went along with it." Her voice went back to its original pitch. "We became the voices of freedom. People are actually listening to us, and the most important thing is that we gave them hope. Hope for a better future, and hope to keep them fighting in the present. But now that the Empire is looking for us you want to back down now. What happened to never giving up?"

"I'm not", argued Ephraim. "I want to fight back as much as you do, but is it worth the risk? Ezra needs us to protect him from the dangers out there. We can't do that if we're dead or in a detention cell."

"Which won't happen", defended Mira. "As long as we have faith, nothing bad is going to happen to us."

"And how could you be so sure", Ephraim asked?

"Because I believe that one day we are going to make a difference in this world. For our son and for everyone."

Ephraim opened his mouth to say something but automatically closed it. Mira was right. When he had came up with the plan to speak out against the Empire, he knew what he was getting himself into. He was fighting for his son and fighting for his wife. Lothal needed to hear their voices, and the people had to know the truth hidden within the lies of the Empire. When they had first started the transmissions, both of them had agreed to keep fighting no matter what. It was a promise that neither one of them would break.

"Alright", he said giving in. "We will continue to send messages, but under only one condition."

"Anything", Mira replied glad that her husband had agreed to keep fighting.

"We have to cut back on the amount of messages we send. The Empire might try to track down the signal and they could easily find our location. Starting tomorrow we have to be more cautious than we ever were. Okay?"

Mira nodded. "Okay. But do you think we should notify Gall Trayvis about our problem?"

"Yes. That way we would have double the insurance. The senator has the skills and resources to make sure that we don't get caught."

"Then it's settled. We will contact him first thing in the morning and everything will be safe for us to continue on."

Ephraim smirked. "You make that sound easy."

Mira rolled her eyes. "Is it ever?"

"Mommy. Daddy."

The two parents turned around and saw Ezra standing in the door way rubbing his deep blue eyes tiredly.

"Ezra, baby why are you still up? It's past your bed time", Mira said lightly chiding her child.

"I couldn't sleep", he said yawning. "I kept on hearing you and daddy yell at each other."

Ephraim and Mira exchanged glances as they realized what they had done.

"We weren't yelling", said Ephraim trying to cover up their mistake. "Your mom and I were just having a loud conversation." He put his arm around his wife's shoulders. "Right honey?"

"Yeah", she said following his example. "A very, very loud conversation."

Ezra nodded falling for their act.

"Why don't we go read you a story", suggested Mira. "We'll read The little Republic boy who could... . Does that sound nice?"

Ezra beamed at the mention of his favorite story, despite him being exhausted. "Really?"

"Really", she confirmed. "And your father would be more than happy to act out the parts too. Wouldn't you Ephraim?"

"Of course", he said. "Wait. What?"

"Go to your room now, sweet heart. Just give us a minute and we'll be right behind you."

"Okay", Ezra said excitedly as he dashed to his room.

The two of them watched the bundle of joy dash to his room. Mira leaned her head on Ephraim's shoulder and he held her tighter. Their argument from one minute ago seemed to vanish and all that was left was a strong understandment. They knew what they had to do for their little boy.

"So", started Ephraim. "I have to act out the story. Why?"

"Because you love you son and would do anything for him", replied Mira sweetly. "And." She took her elbow and nudged him on the side. "It's your punishment for talking back to me."

"What? But honey..."

"Don't honey me now." She put her hands on her hips. "Remember that next time, and you don't ever go against me." She pointed her finger on his chest. "Got it."

Ephraim raised up his hands in surrender. "Don't worry, boss. It won't ever happen again."

Mira smiled in triumph. "It better not."

And that's the first chapter!

I have always wanted to write about Ezra's parents, and I think that their personalities might be correct. I can picture Mira being loving and kind, but also stubborn and courageous. Then with Ephraim he is brave, head strong, but also a bit reckless at times.

Anyway, I hope you all liked this chapter. The next one will be short but it will be sooooo worth it.

Summary for chapter two: Little Ezra and his parents are reading a bed time story, while Ephraim is stuck acting out the parts[ courtesy of Mira].

~Debra101