Few days later...
The movable base of clones walked slowly through the sands of Tatooine. New residents, the crew of the Ghost, slowly attach to a new home. Ghost was severely damaged and the rebels had to leave it for a while in the workshop of Ahsoka's friend. Hera wasn't thrilled. She didn't like to leave her babe.
Life on Tatooine was a bit different. They had to save water more than ever. Clothes have become lighter (which didn't help Ezra in concentration). And they had to watch out for the Tuskens. It was the worst.
That day, Ezra and Kanan were training to fight on the upper deck. Instead of lightsabers they used metal tubes. Near to them were Hera and Ahsoka. Ex-Jedi tried to compensate Twi'lek the temporary loss of the Ghost.
"No way," Hera said firmly folding her arms. "I won't fly this thing"
"Why?" Ahsoka raised an eyebrow. The fighter was brand new and shiny. It had streamlined shapes and impressive firepower. Rebel forces tried hard to surpass the Imperial TIEs.
"It's a new one. The new doesn't mean stronger or better," said Hera, looking suspiciously at the gleaming hull. "I trust only the Ghost and Phantom"
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"Ezra, you had to be careful on your feet, not looking at them all the time!" Kanan shouted while hitting his Padawan's thigh "Focus!"
"I'm focused!" Ezra protested, wincing in pain. This workout was worse than all the others put together. The boy had bruises and hematomas all over his body. He suspected a concussion too.
"Not so much as you should, kid!" Jedi hit young Bridger in side. Ezra fell on metal floor. He had tears in his eyes.
"What's wrong with you, Kanan?!" he screamed "Inquisitor's dead! We don't have to worry about my mind!"
"He told me that something worse is commin'. I just want to you be safe!" Kanan was really angry.
"Okay, sunshine, easy" Hera put her hand on his shoulder "We know, you want protect us all, but now you exaggerate. You and Ezra need a rest. Now"
Kanan sighed and helped Ezra to get up. The boy hissed in pain. Kanan's last punch was really hard.
"Commander Tano!" Rex came out on the upper deck "I've message from Vizago. Rakhesh will be here in two hours"
"Perfect!" Ahsoka smiled happily, "The more, the merrier!"
"Who is Rakhesh?" Hera asked. She knew Ahsoka for a long time, but she never heard of anyone with such name.
"He's my friend. He took me in when I left the Order," said the ex-Jedi "He's... peculiar. Oh, I'm sure you will be great to work with him"
"If so, I can't wait," Kanan smiled for the first time that day.
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Crew of the Ghost was waiting for newcomer with impatience. They wanted to meet this whole Rakhesh. Little space ship, belonging to Vizago docked on the roof of a moving base. They all watched the tall hooded figure in black. When the man's face became visible, the rebels went pale. With fear and anger. When golden eyes of the newcomer adapt to bright light, he stepped back uneasily.
"Damn," swore Inquisitor.
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It was long time, but there it is: the second chapter. Oh, and I'm working on new version of Sick Mind.
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Information and trust (Star Wars Rebels fanfic; ON HIATUS)
FanfictionWarning: English isn't my native language and back when I was still writing this fanfiction I relied too much on the Google Translate. Also, this story was written years ago when I was way less experienced in writing. To the team joined a new membe...
