Hope In The Face Of Fear!

Chapter 6: An Old Friend

Sorry the update is late guys :(
I forgot my school blocked Wattpad recently.
I hope this was worth the wait :)

Sabines POV:
I was supposed to be packing for university but I couldn't help but notice that Ezra's seemed really distant and alert all day. What is he up too?

"Hey Ez?" I ask and tap his shoulder, to which he visibly flinched.

"Oh, it's you Sabine. Sorry about that" he winces and rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.

"It's fine. What has you so on edge anyway?" I ask.

"I don't know" he lied to my face "old habits die hard I guess".

I raise an eyebrow, knowing he's lying, and he turns to me once more. "Okay fine. I think Kanan and Ahsoka know where the Rebels are, but they won't tell me where".

I sigh "Ez... Kanan's just trying to keep you safe, and I'm sure him and Ahsoka will help them when they find them"

"But why won't they just tell me that themselves? I have a right to know!"

"Is that what has you so worked up? The fact that no one's telling you anything?" I ask

"I don't know Sabine. Maybe that's part of it, but Jai, Zare, Morena, and even Oleg are also my family. They've saved my life multiple times on the streets" he explained with a sad expression.

"We know" I said and placed my hand on his shoulder. "And you know that if you ever need to talk... I'm here, and I care".

Ezra gave me a sad smile before nodding and wiping his cheek which had a couple of tears rolling down them. "Thanks Sabine".

Just then the door opened and Kanan stepped out. "Sabine? Ezra?" He asked us, probably wondering why we were stood outside his room. "You kids okay?" He asked questioningly.

Ezra quickly wiped at his face again before turning to Kanan. "Yeah. We're okay. I was just going to ask if I could go for a walk" he smiled innocently, and I saw Kanan raise an eyebrow.

"Don't go far Ezra. Okay?"

"Don't worry Kanan, I'll be fine"

Ezra's POV:
I walked through the polluted streets, the smell of car oil filling my nostrils. Closing my eyes, I embraced the night air around me.

I knew every nook and cranny of this street.

"Ow" I grunted as I walked into a pole. "That's new" I say as I fell to the ground.

"No. Actually it's always been there my boy. Don't tell me your loosing your touch young Phantom" a familiar voice laughed.

A smile spread on my face as I looked up to see Hondo standing there looking slightly amused.

I got to my feet. "Hondo!" I greeted and he embraced me in a hug.

"Phantom my boy!"

"Hondo, you know I don't go be that name anymore" I smile.

"Oh right. It's Ezra" he corrects himself and I nod in appreciation. "I can't tell you how good it is to see you my friend. You can never find good work these days" he says putting his arm around my shoulders and pointing a thump in the direction of a small man with dark hair and a tattoo on the left side of his face, death glaring at Hondo. But can you really blame him? I mean... it is Hondo!

The small man stops over to us and starts jabbing his finger in Hondo's chest, and speaking some kind of insult in an unfamiliar language.

Maybe I should've listened more when my Languages teacher told me that learning different languages would be useful...

Hondo sighed. "Yes Mulch. I told you that I would get paid once the job is done. Can't you see I'm in the middle of a reunion here?!" He said.

I rolled my eyes. Sure, Hondo was nice, but I definatly wouldn't trust him with any personal information. I took a risk be even telling him my name!

The small man said a few more things that I know I wouldn't have wanted to hear, even if I understood him.

"Alright, alright, alright! I'll get to the point. Ezra, I have a job that I think you might find beneficial..." he trailed off.

I should've refused straight away, but something made me hesitate. No! It's not right! I didn't need to do this anymore! This isn't who I am!

"I'm sorry Hondo, but that's not who I am" I say and begin to walk away.

"Yes yes. I'm sorry. Your right... You're Ezra Bridger". I hesitated. "But right now, we don't need Ezra Bridger. We need Phantom" I stopped dead in my tracks.

"What do you mean 'we'?!" I quizzed.

Hondo walked up to me and took me by the shoulders and into an alley. "The entire rebellion itself" he whispered into my ear.

My eyes widened with horror. "They're Alive?!!Where are they!" I raise my voice with joy.

"SSH!!! They'll hear you!" He scolded and looked around him wearily.

"Who?"

"The Inquisitor wasn't the only one trying to kill you Ezra. There's something FAR Worse after you, and I am here to get you away from him!" He says with urgency.

"Him?" I ask pointing at Mulch who glares at me and kicks my shin.

A can was knocked over in the alley and the three of us snapped our heads towards the sound. "Phantom... Child..." a gentle female voice spoke. "Don't be afraid" the shadow purred.

"We're not!" I growled getting into a defensive stance.

"Phantom's right. We don't fear you you mad woman! Or your unnaturally muscular brother!" Hondo spoke up.

She laughed, and Hondo and Mulch where out of there, running faster then I'd ever seen. "You know where to find me Phantom!"

"You're just running away?!!" I shout.

he stopped and looked extremely offended and stomped his foot in protest "i am NOT running away! It's a strategic retreat!!!" He then ran off, Mulch close on his heels.

I rolled my eyes and turned back to the figure who was getting closer, but it was too dark to see her properly.

"Who are you?!"

"I am known as the seventh sister. And you will be known as an ally of the dark lord" the figure said.

"Yeah no. I prefer Phantom if you don't mind. Darkness doesn't really suit me. I think orange is more my colour" I joked.

I couldn't see it, but I could sense her anger.

"Come the easy way or me and my brother will take you by force" she threatened.

"Coming the easy way was never really my speciality lady. Ask anyone. My teachers would vow for me" I said truthfully.

"Fine!" She yelled and before I processed anything, a knife flew inches past my head! "Then the hard way it is!"

"And this is my ticket to leave" I mutter and make a break for it, dashing out of the alley and down the road towards my house with Seventh Sister right behind me, as I try to loose her.

"Why doesn't anyone get good humour these days?!"