CHAPTER 1

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EZRA'S POV

I was trying to meditate when I heard zeb and chopper fighting. I closed my eyes tighter and tighter. Then I heard a crash. I keep trying to meditate. Then the door burst open. Zeb and chopper where messing with each other. Chopper shot a beam of electricity that zeb dodged and it hit me. "Hey!" I yelled and chased chopper and zeb around. They jumped into the cargo hold and I slid down the ladder.

"Woa, woah. I just finished stacking those crates, fix it!" He yelled and I picked up a few boxes. Zeb hit chopper once more and started lifting two crates at a time. Kanan came in when we finished and asked, "are you ready for training?"

"Do I have a choie?" I asked Sarcasticlly and he glared. We both walked to the outside of the ghost. He handed me the light saber and blind fold. "Mind explaining what were doing?" I asked.

"Zeb and chopper will be rolling these bins at you while you will be blind folded jumping over them and cuting them in half." He explaned snd I put on the blind fold. I got to admit I was a bit scared that I would get hit. "Ready? Go!" He said and I started to jump over the rolling round bins. Then I senced one was coming straight for me. I missing and it hit my gut then another tripped me. Zeb and chopper were laughing and I took off my blind fold to see kanan glaring at him. Then we all came in the ship.

As I tryed to sneak off kanan grabbed my wrist "Kid, you never learn. I sweat it's impossible to teach." He said and I looked down. "It's not impossible to teach it's impossible to teach me..." I mumbled to myself remebering the mission of lumanara when zeb told me it was hard to teach me. I

Came to my room and sat in my bed. The same questions circled my mind. Why am I such a bad student? Why do I mess up? is kanan annoyed by me?

I was deep in thought meditating for who knows how long. I generated more and more questions. I heard the door slash open. I heard a few echoed voices. "Yeah, he's been meditating for hours." Kanan said

"Is he ok?" Sabine asked him geting nervous. "Yeah, he's just deep in thought" kanan said. "Wonder what he's thinking. Of" sabine said. "I don't know what would motivate him to think this long, must be important." Kanan told sabine. I blivked a few times and then stood up. "Oh, hey ezra did we wake you?" Hera aksed. "No, it's fine. How long?" I asked hesitatently. "Bout 5 hours." Kanna smiled.

I walked around them and sat on the ramp. Then kanan sat down I looked away. I didn't think he would follow me. "What ya think about?" He asked. I stayed silent. "Must of been pretty important." He said wanting me to talk. I nodded, "yes, no, maybe....I don't know...."I finally said. "Ezra, you know you can talk to me?" He asked and I looked away. "Not this time." I said and he got up, patted my shoulder and left.

KANANS POV

I patted my padawan sholder and left. I felt his guilt, his feelings bottled up inside. He was hiding something. He felt guilt, towards something or someone. I needed to know so he can advance as a jedi.....plus I'm very curious. Usally he opens up. He talks to me, hera, or sabine. It has to be something he can't talk about. That's exactly why I'm going to get him to talk about it.

EZRA'S POV

I walked into the cockpit and hera was piloting the ship in hyperspace. "hey, if kanan asks, I'm meditating and tell him not to wake him. It's really important and just not a good day." I mumbled the last part. But she heard. She nodded and I came into my room and sat cross legged. I closed my eyes and started to meditate. The questions bumbered me. Will he give up on me? Will they leave me? Do they care? And the list keeps going.

KANANS POV

I was looking for ezra. I really needed to know what his problem is. I decide I should ask hera she sknows everything on the ship."hey hera, where's ezra?" I asked. "In his room, but he's meditating and he told me to Not let anyone in." Hera said as I was about to open the door she jumped in front of me. "Oh no you don't, love, he said it was important that no body disturb him." She informed

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