new chapter so soon? I guess i'm bored enough

there was no jedi training anymore, now that kanan was blinded and ezra's lightsaber had been destroyed, at least there was no fighting jedi training. when they actually did train, in the last two weeks since malachor, it was always focused around the force once again. ezra didn't have that much of a problem with it since it helped kanan get better at doing stuff without seeing, it was the very least he could do for trusting maul and causing all this in the first place, though he didn't feel like he needed much time working with the force as much as he did fighting. he needed to be training, and not training with the force either, training with a lightsaber, to better his abilities in case he ever met maul again. often times, he had snuck into kanan's room while he was gone and practiced with the lightsaber behind his master's back. this had become a daily thing and today was no different.

ezra got into a ready position as he used the force to move an object that would be his opponent. he attacked it, using a move he had discovered in the sith holocron. he combined it with jumping from a part of the wall in his and zeb's shared room and slashing at it, the lightsaber cutting it in half and, leaving two sides still glowing where they had made contact with the blue lightsaber.

he repeated this a few more times before sliding to the floor, leaning his head against the wall he sat against. he used the force to grab the holocron to open it and looked through the same things he had seen over and over again for the past two weeks, having been looking through the whole holocron since that first night since they got back.

what happened next surprised him.

the blue haired girl looked down from the tree she stood on to see many inquisitors, training or full, talking, chatting, growling at each other, or teasing some of the younger children.

"shadow," a boy, seventeen, with dark brown hair, nearly black in the moonlight, and emerald green eyes jumped up to stand next to her on the tree. "it's midnight." he took a look at the moon high above them, then focused back onto shadow.

"i see that, marcus." she said calmly. " thank you." with that, she jumped higher up the bare tree until she had to flap her wings slightly to stay there. "inquisition." she said, her voice, demanding to be heard and demanding respect, slightly echoing over the clearing filled with people of all races, ages, shapes, and sizes. "as you all know, tonight is the final day of the month as well as the first day, otherwise you wouldn't be here. welcome, new," she gave an encouraging smile to a five year old who had now been put into the training inquisition, "and old," she nodded respectfully towards the one who was now the new grand inquisitor. " to the hanging tree tournament. for those who are new or are unsure of the rules, here they are. we will start with the beginning battles, a fight until death or one surrenders. you are able to fight whoever you want but only if they are above the age of thirteen and agree to fight. " she said. with a slight growl at buster, the boy from two weeks ago. "there are no age limits on fighting against the head inquisitor. as rules say, the head inquisitor cannot deny a fight, but be warned that I am not one you want to underestimate or one you want to fight while overestimating yourself. you may all begin, i'll tell everyone when the tournament starts." she climbed down the tree to stand beside marcus again.

"ten credits says that buster challenges you again." he said lightly, watching the boy and his followers argue with a dirty blonde mint eyed male human defending eight.

"you're on." she said playfully, slightly shoving him so he had to hold her hand to steady himself.

a few hours later, after the tournament had started and ended, they were all back in the inquisition headquarters.

"huh, surprised buster didn't challenge you again, that's a first." a young sixteen year old with dyed pink hair and lime green eye contacts commented, painting her lightsaber pink and green with nail polish. "might want to watch out, him not doing anything against you is a seriously bad sign."

"thanks, miss obvio." a girl with plain brown hair and plain brown eyes commented. unlike the pink haired girl who preferred to show skin while not on missions, the brunette covered everything but her hands and her head with clothing.

"autumn, aurora, shut up." shadow said simply, then went back to watching marcus with a smug expression. he tried to ignore it but ended up giving up and giving her the ten credits she had one.

eight didn't comment or even act like she knew what was going on, though she enjoyed the drama, she just stared at a wall and planning a giant mural that would never happen. she was oblivious to the an orange twi'lek a year older than her watching her with a slight smile, a little too intimate. The twi'lek, skulltula, shook her head and hit her head with her fist. "no, no. you are straight, you are straight. you are a twi'lek, therefore you are straight." She mentally told herself.

the male from earlier walked up, smiling slightly at eight, and spoke in shadow's ear.

shadow stiffened, then whispered something back, making marcus suspicious. shadow followed the male out of the room while marcus trailed a safe distance behind them.

maria took a sip of her caf, listening to sarah and a golden blonde adult with golden brown eyes argue away over a stupid mission. sarah had rushed into the fight, infuriating warper.

"disobedience, failure to follow orders, abandoning your job, and endangering your life, what the hell were you thinking?!" warper shouted, countering sarah's own voice.

"maybe if you just let me fight, I wouldn't be disobeying orders and all that noise." sarah hissed at her mother.

"you are a medic, not a fighter! you heal people, you'll get yourself killed if you go into an active battlefield. stick to what you're good at." warper replied.

"I have spent all my life training so I could fight and yes, I also looked at healing but I still know about fighting, enough to actually be effective out there. I've spent too long learning how to fight just so you cam deny me permission to help the rebellion. "

"you're helping the rebellion right now, by being a medic." warper snorted.

"it's not the same!"

"oh dead, my daughter's become adrenaline junky." warper sighed dramatically

"one way, one day, i'm going to show you that I can handle my own both in the med bay and in a fight." sarah hissed, hen turned to walk away.

"the hell are you going?!" Warper called after her

"to my room!" The words were followed with a button being hit and a metal door closing.

nova sat at the desk, hearing her handmaiden, shayada rant about the attack on the imperial complex in town, them only releasing the news two weeks afterwards because it caused so much destruction, making nova proud, though she didn't show it and continued to mess with the new highlights in her hair, now a pixie cut.

"'some people are saying it's a jedi doing the attacks.'" shayada read "Hannah, what do you think?" she asked, looking over at nova expectantly

nova rolled her eyes "please don't call me that, I go by nova, if you forgot." she sighed. "and It could happen, I guess. have you heard about the rebel cell that used to do attacks on lothal? there were rumors that the leader was a jedi and that he had an apprentice and the rumor was true."

"true. now then, how about we go and pick out your dress for tonight?" shayada asked, opening up nova's closet and looking at all the white and black dresses.

"i already have one chosen." nova shrugged, closing the closet with a remote.

"what? But I mean, these are so colorfu, and jace is wearing a tuxedo." she eyed a black dress with silver designs hand stitched into it on each side .

"first, black and white is not colorful in the slightest since white is the absence if color and black is too much color to make it nonexistent. Second, I don't give a flying feather what jace is wearing, I'm still wearing what I picked," Nova said stubbornly, adding a pink highlight on her bangs. "Now, thanks for informing me about the attacks and thanks for letting me know what my brother possibly won't wear. Go ahead and go down to the kitchen and grab something for yourself, anyone who questions you can deal with me.

Shayada nodded, "thank you... nova." She smiled and left with a polite bow.

"Now for the fun part. " nova chuckled, looking at the Closet.

Nova walked into the ballroom, smiling mischievously at the people dressed in black and white and gray dresses and suits staring at her dress in disgust and dislike. It only made her want to show off the black dress with paint splatters starting distanced at the waste and getting more dense until the very bottom where there was no black at all, just blue, pink, yellow, purple, orange, green, and a bit of red. A golden belt separated the black of the upper part of the dress from the colorful bottom part, making a good contrast to the black. Her sleeves went all the way to her wrists, the left sleeve made a purple x with paint while splotches of other colors were around it at the very bottom of the sleeve while the left side covered her shoulder in paint and did the x at her elbow, covering half of her chest as well. Her hair was purple at the top and faded into hot pink the lower it went, going as low as her chin for the bangs.

She walked over to the three chairs facing the entrance, giving a daring smirk to her father, who looked surprised and enraged at her outfit, and sat down in the throne beside her father's. "Hey dad." She said cheerfully, watching the people start to look away and get back into dancing.

"What are you wearing," He growled, looking at her dress with an embarrassed glare. "Do you not understand that this is a formal event?!"

"I'm quite aware of that," she smiled, "this is my formal wear."

her father opened his mouth to make a sharp reply but was interrupted by a boy sharing nova's eyes and height and looked almost exactly like her zoomed in and landed in the throne on the other side of her father. His hair was short and spiky and he war a black suit with a fire tie and flames on the cuffs of the jacket.

"Hi jacey." Nova said with an amused smile, noticing everyone's surprised looks towards his appearance and his clothing.

"Hi novey." He said with the same tone, winking at one of the teenage girls staring at him with a glare that said she was not amused.

Their father sighed and looked at the party, "why do I even try with you two?"

Rainy watched as her brother spoke to the one who would pay for the capture of their next target. She looked around the empty warehouse, seeing if there was a way she could run out of without Jarrod seeing.

Her lips went deeper into the frown she had when she found none, though she still looked. Her seemed to flash when she saw one near her. With a single glance at her brother, she ran for the small hole and dived through it.

She stood up when outside and looked around. It was dark since it was near midnight but the street lights made it slightly better, even though they were dim from the lack of attention. She followed the road until she was at the imperial complex that had been attacked two weeks earlier. Instead of looking for clues, she snuck up to the gates and knocked out a storm trooper, then changed into his armor. She walked in and entered the complex. She walked over to the holding cell area and checked who was there, then sighed when she didn't find the name savanna tray dust.

She left the complex moments before the alarms went off, them having found the knocked storm trooper, and changed back into her regular clothes without a care for the large sirens behind her.

Diana glared at the alley wall with a target painted on it. She shot at it with the blaster she had stolen, just barely missing the center. She didn't even want to think about the amount of storm troopers she had shot since two weeks ago, each time it made her have to hold back puke. Some of those troopers were her friends and she shot them like they were nothing but training dummies just so she could survive.

She sighed and fell against a wall near her. She ate the Last of the protein bar she had and curled up into a ball on a torn white piece of cloth that used to be her old uniform. She used a jacket she had stolen as a blanket and her old helmet as a pillow

Layla walked through the house. Her mother was away on an errand and her father was at work, no one was there to keep an eye on her.

She walked outside and sat down on the small porch. She couldn't see the scenery but she absolutely loved the smell. She closed her eyes and started to hum a soft and solemn tune.

Rose stood at the side of a street with her comm link up. "Project, we've been doing this for weeks, are you sure they haven't gotten our bluff by now? " she asked nervously, looking down the street.

" they're storm troopers, of course they haven't," max's voice said through the comm "come on, lily, just be the good actress you are."

Rose sighed. "If something goes wrong, if we actually live through it, I'm killing you. "

"Wouldn't ask for anything less," max joked. "Okay, they're on their way. Remember our improvisation lessons."

Rose rolled her eyes and put the small device into her pocket, then started walking when she saw the vehicle approach.

The driver, a storm trooper, tried to stop but only slowed down before Hitting her.

Rose, used to this drill after 2 weeks of doing the same thing, pretended she was seriously injured. She faked being injured and attempted to stand up, only to make herself fall.

"What the hell were you doing?!" A storm trooper shouted while jumping out of the vehicle.

"Sorry, I didn't see you, I was so focused on getting..." she thought for a second, making it seem like she had trouble remembering, "out kriff! I need to go and meet up with my brother! We were supposed to walk to the store together to get something for mom's birthday! " she attempted to get up but made herself fall again.

"You stay right here," The storm trooper said seriously, receiving glares from his colleagues "you're not going anywhere until you're okay."

While all This was going on, max pulled up behind the vehicle and took the crates filled with credits, then put them into his vehicle. When he finished, he drove over to the front and got out immediately. "The kriffing hell happened here?!" He asked, rushing to his faking sister.

"You're the brother she was talking about? " she trooper asked

"Yes," max snapped, "Now what happened?!"

"She walked in front of me, I tried to stop but I couldn't. "

Max sighed and helped his sister up. " she has this issue every once in awhile. I'll take her to the medical center, you get going. I'm assuming that you're late as it is."

The storm trooper nodded and got into the vehicle and drove off with an apology and a thank you.

Rose popped up from the passenger seat. "So did you get it?"

"Yep," max smiled. "So how do you feel?"

" I could be better. My arm is scraped and my head hurts."Rose replied

"Nothing a little ice cream can fix." Max said brightly, turning up the music