The Ghost Crew One-shots

Bonds through time part 10

tw language, violence, abuse

Ezra slowly drifted off to sleep, comfortable on Kanan's back but disgusted by the vision he saw. He was exhausted, the adrenalin previously present was slowly leaving his body making him even more drowzy. Very soon he completely fell alseep but it was far from peaceful...

IN EZRA'S DREAM...

"I SAID DO IT BETTER YOU LITTLE BASTARD !!" A loud male yell echoed in Ezra's mind as his dream soon cleared up showing a very familiar scene. There was a room that seemed to be within the Jedi temple and  a young blue haired boy was doing what seemed to be a lightsaber form with a taller male figure standing over him "Didn't you fucking hear what I said ? Other Padawans can do this shit so much better than you" The older male Jedi said. It was Ezra's old master, Lucious. He was wearing the standard outfit for a Master Jedi with his own lightsaber hanging from a belt around his waist. 

The young Ezra that seemed to look like he was around 12 was clearly trying his best. The hands which he held his lightsaber with were shaking more and more with each yell from the older man. 

Ezra was too distracted by his master's yells and insults that he was barely focusing on the form he was practising. He just wanted the older Jedi to stop scaring him. 

After yet another mistake made by the youngling, Lucious suddenly hit the wall hard as he sighed in frustration "You worthless apprentice. I explain all of it to you and you still fuck up ??" 

The younger boy was panicking even more now but nothing would have prepared him for what came next. Lucious suddenly bolted towards the defensless boy, looking him straight in the face and then slapping his face hard.

A shock of pain spread through Ezra's body that he didnt even notice his Master had hit him so hard the small boy had fallen on the ground from the impact.

"Why did I have to get stuck with the likes of you ? Not even the Jedi council trusts me, are YOU LIKE THEM TOO ?? DO YOU DOUBT MY TEACHING TACTICS AS WELL ??" Lucious screamed at the fragile boy. Ezra touched his cheek but immedietely winced back in pain, his cheek was red and completely swollen.

"What if it leaves a bruise"The youngling thought

But his thoughts were interrupted by a hard kick in his stomach that pushed him in the opposite direction "You are so worthless, untalented, stupid and disgusting. I feel ashamed to be called your Master" Lucious spoke as he walked closer to the boy that was now gripping on his stomach in pain.

"What's wrong ? Can't take a little hit" The older man chuckeled as he hit Ezra in the stomach once again. This time the poor boy seemed to cough up blood. But Lucious didn't care, he continued to hit and kick Ezra with his leg. The youngling screamed in pain "P-Please I'm sorry ! L-Let me Try again P-Please-"

But Lucious was not listening, he continued to beat up the boy and he seemed to take some kind of pleasure in it too since he was laughing the entire time, calling his apprentice weak and pathetic.

Untill finally...Ezra's defense instincts hit, and he put his hand up. In that moment, force pushing his Master in the opposite direction. The pain was still pulsating throughout his body but he had much more concerning matters to worry about now. It felt his own heart was beating out of his chest at the realisation of what he just did. Without a second thought he said "Master I-I I'm so sorry I don't know w-what came over me, I'm sorry I'm sorry-" the youngling cried as his Master slowly got up from the floor. 

"You little shit, Dare to use such things against ME ? Seems like you haven't quite yet learned your lesson..." Lucious said while taking the lightsaber from his belt and turning it on "You need a more permanent reminder"

Ezra could feel himself starting to shake as he apologised more and more but nothing was stopping his Master that was approaching him faster and faster. At the last moment, the youngling got up as he tried running to the door but they were being held shut with the force by his Master.

"Coward, you won't even face your punishment directly." Lucious said as he came closer

Ezra could feel his heart beating out of his chest, he didn't know what to do, he froze in fear not being able to make a single sound. Suddenly the older man grabbed him by the arm, pinning him down on the ground. 

"Hope this teaches you some respect" Lucious chuckeled as he pulled up on of Ezra's sleeves revealing his wrist. Soon enough the scared young boy could feel heat radiating close to his arm as he struggeled with all his strength. But it was all in vain, the lightsaber was coming closer and closer and.....

BACK IN REALITY....

Ezra shot up from his bed, breathing heavily. It took him a few moments to realise where he was, It seemed like he was back in the infirmary. Kanan and the doc must have put him back to bed. After inspecting his surroundings he heard a faint noise of someone calling his name, it was becoming louder and louder untill Ezra turned his head and saw that it was in fact Kanan that was calling him. His kind eyes met the ones of the younger boy. The Master was asking if he was alright and if he should call the doctor. Kanan was about to get up and find the doctor when Ezra in his half awake state reached out his hand and gently grabbed the older man's sleeve

"Please..don't leave.." Ezra said in a shaky voice, he could feel his incoming sobs as the tears had already started pouring down. Kanan immedietely noticed the situation even with his Padawan's head down. Without even thinking, he bent down towards the youth and hugged him tight. Within a few moments of feeling another person's heat against his own body, Ezra slowly hugged his Master back. Finally letting out the sobs he was holding in for such a long time. 

He finally felt safe while in Kanan's arms, being comforted by the man's scent and gentle embrace...