Chapter 9

A/N: okay, HOLLY SH*T! I HAVE SOOO MANY FOLLOWERS AND FAVORITES! I logged on, and WOW! How have I not noticed this!? OVER 100! WOOOOOOO

Damn. Time I start earning them.

….

And just like that, Ezra Bridger had gotten dragged into yet another one of the Ghost crews 'excursions'. And it wasn't even technically his fault this time! ..sort of.

"Well," Hera sighed. "looks like your stuck with us again, kid. We can figure this all out in the morning. You can bunk with Zeb tonight."

"What?!" Demanded Zeb. "Can't we just strap 'im to the front of the ship?" he growled.

"We're in hyperspace, Zeb." Sighed Sabine.

"Really?" Said Ezra. "Hyperspace is the deal breaker here. Really?"

Hera sighed heavily. "Kids. There will be no strapping of children to the hull of my ship tonight." She said, walking out of the cockpit, and dragging Kanan by the shoulder with her. "And you." She pulled, "we need to talk."

As soon as the doors slid shut, Ezra glanced up toward them. "He's not coming back, is he?"

"It was nice knowing him." Commented Sabine.

….

Kanan was dragged into his own cabin and left to face an angered Hera. I'd take my chances with the Inquisitor, personally.

"I told you." She said, passing him back and forth as he sat on his bunk. "I knew this would happen! And did you listen?"

"No.." Kanan answered half-heartedly, and winched as Hera yelled,

"No! You didn't!"

Kanan thought back to that day. He kid had come in handy with the Wookies, and Kanan had to not admitted to anyone but himself, that he had felt something. Maybe something. Tiny! Like an itch in the back of the brain! Nothing more, or so he had hoped. Hera had pressed, but he dismissed it. He remembered when the kid had tried to swipe his lightsaber as he left. Nice try.

He caught him in the act, but nonetheless, she had been right, as always, and he was left to face the reality, that the kid, was indeed, force sensitive.

Damn.

Could he just once be right agents Hera? Once? Yea, even I'll admit that one's a long shot.

She sighed deeply, and looked to Kanan. "Talk to him." She said, leaving his cabin for her own. This conversation was about two mouths too late.

…

Zeb, Sabine, and Ezra all sat in the cockpit, swapping war stories, making fun of troopers, and all silently keeping an eye on each other. Okay, fine. Sabine was keeping an eye on them. Making sure Zeb didn't kill the kid. Plus, he had some cool stories, she could tell even Zeb was enjoying. It was always funny listening to people telling of how they had outsmarted a trooper, not that it was that hard. And when those 'people' turned out to be a kid who hasn't seen the light of fifteen? Well that's downright hilarious.

"So, explain to me again how you managed to lock pick a prison transport?" Sabine laughed, as Zeb sat back in his chair, arms crossed, and sort of half smiling.

"Well, after they caught me at the fruit stand, and I was thrown it, I noticed I wasn't alone. There was about three others on there, a Rodien woman, a old guy, I'd seen him around selling bread, so I guess he was committing 'treason', but anyway, the throw guy was even bigger then your Lasat friend." Ezra told them.

"My name is Zeb, kid." He stated. "Not 'Lasat friend'."

"My name is Ezra." Ezra smirked. "Not 'kid'. Anyway, so this big guy, I'm not even going to try to guess his species, looks at me, says 'you're the kid who stole that crate from those storm troopers a few weeks ago'" Ezra quoted, making his voice deep to sound like the man. "So then he raises his hand up, and it looked like he was going to hit me, and I swear I thought I was going to die. The old man and Rodien flinched back, and you'll never guess what he did." Chuckled Ezra.

"What?" Asked Sabine intuitively, Zeb's ears perking up.

"He pulled a pin out of his hair, his hair was longer then Hera's swinging things!" He said, the others just rolling their eyes at 'swingy things', but then bursting out laughing, as he continued. "So I bet he can't even see me through his hair, that's down to the floor, says 'nice one', then hands me the pin. As soon as I feel the transport stop, I pick the lock, and we all run for it." Ezra finishes.

Zeb gave a low laugh. "Gotta admit, kid." He said, "pretty funny. Troopers must 'ave felt like fools, gettin' that done to them bye a kid."

"Want to hear the best part?" Ezra asked. "I was nine."

And that got them really laughing, even Zeb. "Man, with how easy it is to beat them on the streets, how are they wining?" Ezra questioned aloud.

"Who says their winning?" Said Sabine.

But then the doors slid open, reviling a freshly yelled-at Jedi. "Kid, talk to you for a second?" He asked.

"I got a choice?" Ezra asked, standing up.

"What do you think?" Kanan asked, stepping out of the doorway to make room for Ezra to pass.

"I think you still have the laser sword I tried to swipe, so I'm just going to follow you." Ezra said, following Kanan out, leaving the two remaining Ghost members snickering.

….

Now it was Ezra who had sat in the bunk, as Kanan stood, making Ezra pretty uncomfortable. It made him feel like he was in trouble, being looked down on. Ezra wasn't the best with authority figures..

"We will return you to Lothal as soon as able. We can talk about what to do with the Inquisitor later, but look Kid, what did he say to you?" Kanan asked him.

"The Inquisitor?" Ezra asked, a bit surprised.

"Yes." Said Kanan, "the Inquisitor, what did he say to you?" Kanan pressed.

"Okay.." Said Ezra, "old 'yellow eyes' just kept going on about how 'I have power in me', whatever that means. But then it got even weirder, was was saying how he could 'feel darkness in me.' But I defiantly new that I was in trouble when he starting talking about..'the Darkside'? Now, I'm not one hundred percent sure what that is, but I just know it's bad, I mean, it is called the Darkside, so, you know, that doesn't exactly sound good…" Ezra was saying, but Kanan stopped listening at 'Darkside.'

He felt cold. "Uh, Kanan?" Ezra asked.

"I'll be right back." He whispered, before staggering out of the cabin. Giving Ezra plenty of time to…explore.

Kanan watched Ezra walk through his cabin with crossed arms, before going to Hera's room. He knocked on the door before sliding it open, to revile Hera looking at him with questioning eyes. He nodded at her.

"Now we'll know."

…..

-Azilia