Working Alone.

The Dark Side.

Ezra was still agape at how fast Kanan had made it back to the ship as he watched the Ghost take off and become a tiny speck in the distant horizon. And as it went further and further away, he realised that his only hope of ever becoming something more in his short human life was vanishing. Ezra plodded back into his tower, all the happiness he'd once had gone. Dumping his dull yellow backpack beside the door and removing his shoes, Ezra collapsed onto his bed in the tower and fell into a restless, nightmare filled sleep.

<Time skip to elsewhere>
A tall and sinister Pau'un figure stood on the bridge of the 'Liberation'. He'd only just arrived at this tiny, out-of-the-way wasteland of a planet. News of a rebel crew with a potential Jedi causing trouble in the vicinity had reached him via Agent Kallus. And the Pau'un was here to deal with the problem.
"Sir," said an officer behind him. The Pau'un turned and faced the man whose name was Agent Kallus.
"Yes?" asked the Inquisitor.
"We have received a report that the rebels have just left the outskirts of Capitol City," informed Agent Kallus. "What would you like us to do about them?"
"Nothing, for now," replied the Inquisitor.
"Sir?" asked Kallus, slightly taken aback.
"I already have a plan to deal with these rebels," explained the Inquisitor. "A plan that is already in motion."