~Zia's P.O.V~
My father said he would come back for me. I have waited for a long time. Heleft me here. Alone.
Little food.
Almost no water.
My father hates me. He has, ever since I almost choked him. I was little!
It has been 4 months. I wonder if he has died. Furry builds up inside me and slowly I pick the locks tomy bindings and do the same with the locks to the cell.
I dust off my uniform. Climbing out of the sector I go to the cockpit "Where is my father" I ask agent Kallus.
The agents eyes widen "The Inquisitor is dead, Zia"
"Where are we currently located?" I ask.
"Lothal"
I nod and head out of the ship. Maybe I will find some friends from before my dad learned of my deception.
Maybe a knew ember will help the spark.
Maybe
~Diamond's P.O.V~
Zia has learned of her father's death. The little girl has a lot of potential. But she has no concept of the fact that she serves the Empire. Like the Rebel's would want a little girl like her.
How could she help.
I slam my headinto my desk. I want to stop this. I want to stop it all. The rebels, the empire, I am getting sick and tired of this all!
Attached pic of Flare!
Bye
