Nothing but Trouble: A Star Wars Rebels Fanfic

Is It Worth It?- By Indigo

Dear journal,

Another day I failed ugh I bet Kanan's gonna kill me this time or maybe whip me, who knows?

I hesitated again, I couldn't help it those troopers....they keep reminding me of Rex and as always I panicked.

Am I really that worth it?

The crew saved me like always but I still feel I should have died, I deserve it after all because of me millions of people died of my power.

Oh I wish for the troopers to be cured, but sadly it hasn't happened but I might change that. Don't tell Kanan or the others but soon I'm going to sneak to Corusant. I keep getting flashbacks of Order 66 and from Kana's descriptions I knowi have to do this, if I can kill Sidious not only will I cure the troops but make me, my parents, everyone a free slave. Sorry this is short but I might as well send something to anyone who would read this if I died.

So here's the story of how I came on the team.

I was just a lone slave that after the Bloody fire Rex send me to the crew. Then when Rex died the crew took me in and I've been with them ever since. I even have a Lightsaber now, blue like Ezra and Kanan's but it's got a sort of power, I can't explain in it that no Lightsaber ever had before. Anyway I'll write down for the crew just in case.

For Rei, Aura, Renchi, Ezra, Sabine, Hera, Kanan, Zeb, and Chopper-

Thank you for taking me in, I would have been lost without you all. Kanan, being as Ezra says a bossy pants, you still inspired me to become a Jedi and your padawan and believing that I had what it took. To Renchi, Aura, and Rei, my friends and sisters you all are the best and I couldn't have ever smiled without your pranks and laughs to cheer me up. To Hera, thank you for at least helping from not letting Zeb or Kanan kill me when I mess up, just don't blame them when I leave ok?

To Chopper, you little rusbucket thanks for always being there for me, though I can just after shocking Ezra when he's with me that your jealous hm?

To Sabine, thanks for teaching me how to use my art to express myself, I can still remember the day you saw me painting in my room, never do that again hehehe.

For Ezra, oh the list goes on for you. You are worth a hundred shots, your kind and caring and always there for me when I was down. For Rex you hugged me tight, you took the punches from Zeb to me. Ezra you are the love of my life, and if I die know that I'll always love you.

To all may the force be with you always

~Indigo Star