Chapter One: Reason

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~ Reminder ~

I do not own Star Wars Rebels!!
I know nobody is going to read this piece of trash so I don't know who I'm talking to (probs myself). Meh 😑 
Oh yeah this is also my first story : kinda exited but I fear I might misspell, mistake a couple things along the way.

~ Back to the story ~

Ezra's POV - (5th day after the Battle of Malachor  <— yes it's spelled that way.)

    It was barely the afternoon, I saw Hera and Rex helping Kanan walk around the base. They have been sticking with him to make sure he could walk around without difficulty. Nobody talks to me anymore, aside from Hera who acts like a psychiatrist. I need help- I know! But I always trusted Kanan and now he hates me. He probably regrets training, just like Rex does. Maybe even wishes to kill me. I can't blame him. It's my fault he's blind now.

   I go back to the Ghost, hoping Rex didn't spot me, I run back to my cabin, where me and Zeb share a room. I see my dead-still collection of helmets. But- I felt something- It was the Sith Holocron. The same one that Maul had tricked me into activating the Temple. I cringe at the thought of him.
He betrayed me. And I should've seen it coming. I should've listened to Kanan. He warned me. Once again, MY fault.

    I pull the Holocron towards me with the Force. All of my thoughts about Maul had clouded my mind. With two thoughts being common in my mind: Revenge. Fault.

- "Revenge is NOT the Jedi way, Ezra" says a voice in my head. But I didn't listen. Kanan already hated me, the world had turned their back from me.
- "I don't care" I reply "As long as I don't tell anybody, nobody will notice. I have done this before. Putting my mask now won't be any different."
This time, it's not about trust. It's about the Darkside.

NOTE FROM FUTURE:

The next chapters are bad... but I'll get the hang of it... (hopefully)

- Aqua

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