What if...? [A Star Wars Rebels Fan Fiction]

Sabine, part two

Sabine walked along a corridor. She followed four others in front of her. They stood in a line waiting for the man.

He came. The man walked into the room, with a younger boy, maybe two or three years younger than herself.

The man introduced himself. "I am the Inquistor." He said, "and this is my apprentice, Ezra."

Sabine studied the boy. Why did she feel as if she knew him?

"I am here to see if you posses a gift few have," the man said. "Ezra will take four of you to another room, then you shall be tested one by one."

Sabine followed the boy and three others to a room. Slowly, the room drained of people, until it was just Sabine and the boy.

"Alright. Who are you? I feel as if I know you, and why is that?" Ezra said to Sabine, with a hint of anger hidden by kindly spoken words.

"I was about to ask you that as well. I had the same feeling with a lasat I killed..." Sabine started, "and when he died, I felt like I was killing a brother."

Ezra moved closer to Sabine. "I saw a man once, and I had the same thing, what is going on?" He asked.

"Why do I feel as if your master is someone we should fear?" Sabine shook her head. Everything was just so wrong with, well, everything.

Sabine sighed. She sat down on the chair, and closed her eyes. And then she ssaw something. A man, the same one that Ezra had seen. The one in the green shirt. He reached out calling for help.

Sabine gasped and stood up, and so did Ezra from where he had fallen on the floor. "I just saw..." Sabine started.

"Ya, me too." Ezra said.

"Who is he?" Sabine asked.

"I could ask you the same question" a voice said from behind them. Neither dared to look, as the door locked and the sound of a saber igniting echoed through the room.

----Still not telling where----

It was so odd. He couldn't do anything. He had tried. He couldn't move, couldn't talk, all he could do was meditate, and hope for the best.

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Hmmmm, in a world where Kanan Jerrus never existed, Sabine and Ezra meet anyway, and Hera never buys the ghost, who could be the mystery man??

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