Rebel Duo

Normal Day?

Hey guys! I finally found the time to transfer over my Star Wars Rebels story from Quotev. It's not completed, so if you want updates on the chapters, check out this story over on my Quotev account. Without further a due, here's Rebel Duo.

-Eliza Bridger's POV-

"Ezra!" I shouted, kicking him out of bed. Ezra shouted and fell out of his bunk. He landed on the floor with a Thump! and moaned. He looked up at me, annoyed. "For an older sister," he said, getting up. "You sure are annoying."

"Hey, that's my job," I said, ruffling his hair. I grabbed my walking staff and Ezra grabbed his back pack. He yawned and I poked him in the stomach with my staff, saying, "Hey? you awake?"

He laughed and pushed my staff away, saying, "Yes, Eliza, I'm awake." I smiled and we both walked outside on to the old walk way of the old radio tower we lived in. Ezra leaned against the railing, looking out over the the fields of grass towards the city of Lothal. I sighed and leaned against my wooden staff, staring out towards the city. My name is Eliza Bridger. My brother is Ezra Bridger. He's fifteen and I'm sixteen, so we're pretty close. Ever since our parents had been taken when I was eight, I made a promise to protect my brother from anything and everything that came at us. We've been living in this old radio tower, since our home was taken away. We've been learning how to live on our own. I do odd jobs from time to time, while my brother learned the art of thievery. At first, I didn't approve of it, but when he showed me the results he was getting, I gave in. now, both him and I steal in order to survive, except there's one difference between us.

I steal from the empire and fight against them when I can.

He tries to prevent me; he doesn't want to lose me like we lost our parents eight years ago. But I still fight. I fight for them and my brother. Even though my brother looks a lot like my dad, I look a lot like my mom. She had dark hair, that was almost black. So my hair was dark and long, but I usually keep it in a ponytail. Ezra eyes were violet color, while mine were a lightening blue. Both of us had the dark skin from our parents, and Ezra wore dad's colors. I wore mom's. Her colors were a light purple and white. Although she wore skirts all the time, I wasn't like that and couldn't be if I was stealing. So, I wore a white shirt, with a purple poncho over it. The only thing that was purple or white were my pants, which were black. My shoes were white, but had black designs on them that showed recent rebel signs I've seen. I had a utility belt around my waist and both, Ezra and I, kept our electromagnetic slingshots on our left wrists.

As we stared out to the city, a shadow started to loom over us. I looked up and my grip on my staff grew. An Emperial Star Destroyer was flying over us, towards the city of Lotahl. I looked at Ezra, "You ready?"

He nodded and we both headed towards the functioning elevator. We made it to the bottom, and got on the speeder. "My turn to drive," Ezra said, sitting in the driver's seat. I rolled my eyes, and sat behind him, hugging him so I wouldn't fall off. He started the speeder up and we drove it into the city.

"Wonder what we'll be getting today!" I shouted over the window.

"I don't know!" Ezra said, as he sped along. We stopped not to far from the market place, and got off. As we walked, I stayed on Ezra's right, away from the walls of buildings. I've learned that a girl like me should be careful when walking in this part of the city. You can never be too careful. As we walked, I stopped Ezra with my staff.

"What?" he asked.

"Remember plan, "Poor and mighty?" I asked, giving him a mischievous look. He looked down the alley way and saw the scene. Some officers were arresting a merchant who was trying to see some Jogans. Ezra smiled, "This one is on me, sis," he said, starting to walk past me. As he started to pull off the plan, I felt something....odd.

I felt something moving, or a presence of sorts that didn't make any sense to me. I looked around, trying to find the source of this. My eyes fell on a man not too far from me. I couldn't get a good look at him since he turned a corner, but next thing I knew, the officers had left and Ezra was already getting the food for us. I walked over and said, "Ez, we got to move."

He nodded and started jumping up onto the covers for some of the stalls. Using my staff, I made a running start and leaped up onto one of the low roofs and, using that momentum, pushed off the staff to leap onto the upper roof next to Ezra. I walked with Ezra over to the edge of the roof, where over in the main square there was confusion about the recent "message" that was sent out to all the officers.

As they talked, I noticed some boxes that were being brought over to some Empiral speeders. "Those must be important," I said to Ezra, pointing them out to him.

"I almost feel bad for the Empire," he said, laughing.

"Almost," I said, leaning against my staff and watching the argument break out among the officers. Just then, the same feeling came again. It seemed it was happening with Ezra too, because he started looking around, as if he too heard or saw something.

"That was..." he mumbled, standing up. I looked up and saw, down one of the streets, the same man from earlier.

"Weird," I finished for him, looking at the guy. The guy was just....standing there in the middle of the road. He had dark brown hair, in a small ponytail. He had dark skin and wore a long green shirt with pieces of darker green arm on his right arm. He wore gray pants and I saw he wore a utility belt as well, with a blaster holster and brown combat boots.

Ezra raised an eyebrow and looked at me, "You see him too?"

"Well, obviously he's not a ghost," I said. "But...you FELT something about him right?"

He nodded, seeming to understand what I was saying. As we watched the guy, I felt that HE can tell where we were. I quickly pushed Ezra down just in time. "What are you doing?!" he asked, getting annoyed.

"He could tell where we were," I said poking my head back over. The guy looked around, as if looking for someone or something. But he seemed to ignore it and kept walking. His blue eyes were scanning the area in front of him, as if getting ready for something. He stopped and I noticed he pat his leg twice. A Lasanian came out of the door way, wearing similar color style as the man. He had a bo-rifle on his shoulder and, I had to say, I was impressed by the weapon choice.

The man kept walking as the Lasanian moved across the road. The man stopped again, and patted his leg twice. I noticed that a mandalorian, who was standing nearby, patted her leg three times, and the group of three started walking down the road, towards the officers.

I looked at Ezra and smiled, "Well, it seems were about to see a plan unfold here by this group." I stood up straight and placed my staff in it's holding on my back. I knelt down next to Ezra and said,

"Things are about to get a little bit interesting."

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Wonder what will happen next? Hope you guys liked this chapter! :)

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