(I finally made a part two to this! It's been years and I felt guilty reading my work and not having somewhat of a happy ending to it. Especially since a lot of you wanted a part 2. So here it is! I hope you all enjoy!)
The sun had eventually gone down, leaving Ezra in the dark shivering. The wind had grown harsher during the night making him wish he had at least brought a jacket.
Speaking of, Ezra hadn't taken anything useful for survival. No ration bars, canteens of water or even a medical kit. He would surely die if he didn't come up with some type of plan.
Or maybe dying wouldn't be too bad, Ezra thought while shaking his head slightly, ashamed for thinking such a thing. He had sat down in the dirt with his knees to his chest.
The hallucinations had eventually stopped, which he was grateful for. But the dehydration was still an issue and he was low on energy. Of course Ezra felt awful and alone, but he also felt incredibly stupid. Was leaving the crew the right choice? It felt like the only solution at the moment when they didn't trust him on missions. But leaving didn't make him feel any less lonely.
It had only been a day since he ran off from the Ghost, leaving his family and everything he worked for behind. He could tell it's been that long since the sun only went down once so far.
Ezra sighed deeply and leaned back against the freezing cold rock. At least now it's understandable for him to feel alone since no one was around him. It was worse feeling alone and constantly surrounded by people. He just felt no one would understand why he was feeling like this. Not even Kanan.
He buried his head on top of his arm wrapped around his knees. Ezra couldn't think of Kanan now. He couldn't go through another panic attack thinking about everything that happened at Malachor. The guilt weighed him down so much, at least now he could have some coherent thoughts until surely he would have another breakdown.
He would come up with a plan in the morning. Right now, he just needed to breathe.
2 days later
Kanan sat in his meditation stance, mask covering half his face, while deep into his thoughts. It had gotten easier to concentrate since his medical leave gave him a cleared schedule. It was much better for Kanan to focus on his surroundings and let the force buzz around him.
But lately, the force has made Kanan feel on edge. There was a disturbance a few days ago that made his blood cold. He constantly felt strong emotions of loneliness spread across from his bond with Ezra. It wasn't the first time he felt such powerful feelings from his student and figured he would get a chance to talk to Ezra one day.
That is, until Hera informed him of Ezra's disappearance.
"We can't find him, Kanan." Hera had said two days ago. He could hear her pacing behind him. "We were only gone a few hours but all of his stuff is gone and there's no trace of him. He left his com and they aren't sending any search parties until it's been 24 hours. It's my fault I shouldn't have left him! If I had just done a better job then maybe-"
"Hera, calm down." He had told her, turning to face her even though he couldn't see her concerned face. "We will find him, alright? Maybe he will come back. I could even try contacting him through the force and see if I could locate him."
Hera sniffed, clearly trying not to sob in front of him. "Ok. I just..need to figure things out."
That was the last conversation they had about it. Kanan stayed glued to his spot outside, trying to find Ezra through the force. However, their connection wasn't as strong as it used to be. It seemed to be fading and it was hard to pinpoint where exactly he was.
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Kanan and Ezra One Shots
FanficThis is mostly going to be one shots of Kanan and Ezra. Mostly father and son moments and master and apprentice moments. I will take recommendations. I DONT OWN STAR WARS REBELS!!!!!