Steps into the Darkness (Star Wars Rebels)

Chapter Thirteen: Incident

Sadly, this book might not continue. There is a slight chance for that. Just saying.

- illa/ xylars

Ezra wiped the sweat off his hands, trying to get a less shakier grip on the gun.

"Look, Ezr— WHAT THE KRIFF-"

Sabine lounged towards Ezra, to avoid her dear possibly more than brother to get gunned in the head, but in the process getting Ezra's arm injured.

"Sabin—" Ezra started, clutching his wound and trying to catch his breath, "SABINE!" Anger got to the messed up teenager, making him kick Sabine out of his room, "I don't want to see you anymore, AND I KRIFFING MEAN IT."

The words hit Sabine harder than it should. Her chest hardened, tears slowly forming in her eyes. She turned back towards Ezra, hoping to get a sympathetic look from the teenager, but all she saw was rage. Not like it was a new emotion nowadays. It felt like Ezra's world had shattered the second they left Ahsoka behind.

The doors closed and Ezra was once again alone. He took his clothes off, and put on shorts and a simple plain T-shirt. He took his gloves off, and carefully manipulated his arm, trying not to make it worse. His hands and wrists were marked with scars from the life in the streets. He wore gloves to cover it, but not every wound gets covered with sheer clothing.

He took out a knife that he had stored in a shelf, maybe in the first day of meeting the crew, but stumbled as he tried to get up his bunk. He cried softly, remembering his old life, not in the streets, but when things used to be so much simpler. When his worries where if Sabine liked him or not, not when it was a pool of shame due to Maul manipulating him into blinding his master and leaving Ahsoka to die. He shifted, leaning on his side. Kanan blamed him, no other explanation.

Hera knocked the door, waiting for Ezra to answer. "Ezra." She started sternly. "Open up. Now. That's an order, Spector 6."

Her voice was serious, Ezra knew if he ignored her he'd get reprimanded. Sometimes he wished everybody could just leave him alone.

Ezra opened the door, eyes hazy and a clutching a cloth pressed into his arm injury. Hera narrowed her eyes.

"I'd ground you, but I'd be a favor in that case. You are to remain in my supervision, Ezra Bridger. For until you get better."

Ezra stiffened, relaxing his wound. Hera noticed his message.

"Mentally better."

"I don't need your help." He sneered, wincing due to his pain. "Im perfectly fine on my own."

Hera raised her hand. "Listen here, young boy. You will cooperate to my orders, or else I'll see if they have an open slot in the medbay to keep you there. Is that what you want? I'll still take you out on missions."

The young Jedi bit his tongue. "Yes, ma'am."

Sabine came out if the corner, eyes dry from crying. "I'll assign Sabine to supervise you. If you step out of line, by any means, you'll see yourself in an isolated place."

Hera patted Sabine on her shoulder. "Good luck."

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The room was silent, aside from Ezra's occasional grunts. Sabine stood in a corner, watching Bridger as he struggled to remain cold.

"Need help?" She asked softly.

"Shut up."

Guess that's a no. Sabine though to herself quietly. She sighed, shoulders slouching a bit. Ezra tried to stand up, but quickly sat back down. He was exhausted, and double the exhaustion due to his wound. He panted softly, beads of sweat crawling down his forehead. He probably got himself a fever of some sort, he'd been so reckless and uncaring, everything could happen to him.

"Do you need help?"

Ezra refused to talk to Sabine. "Answer." She repeated more strictly.

"Y-y-y.. maybe."

Sabine sighed, rolling her eyes mentally at the frustrating attitude of Ezra Bridger. She touched his forehead, which by not-so-much of a surprise, was burning hot. He laided down on his bed, groaning and moaning slightly. Sabine's eyes widen.

"This.. this is not good.."

Ezra's hazy and clouded eyes looked at her, his beautiful and smooth ocean blue eyes clouded with grey-unfocused attitude. Sabine pinched his cheek.

"Stay alive. I'm going to get Hera."

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Am I finally making a new chapter? Am I? It's been a year :3 !!!

- illa / xylars