Decisions

Surprises 2

Kanan's P.O.V

Lyra and Sabine throw there smoke bombs and me and the Inquisitor attack. Vader easily fights us both but the longer the battle takes the more energy he uses and the harsher the Inquisitor fights. I throw a upper cut and get thrown back with a hard hit into a tie I fall to the floor Vader stands over me his lightsaber at my throat. I look up at him waiting for him to attack till he's knocked out from in front of me. Steel stands in front of me his lightsaber in a defensive position.

Vader falls to his knees after hitting the wall and I look back at Lyra to make sure she's okay. She fights as if nothing is wrong but I have never seen her fight the way she does now. Kinna and Lyra are back to back shooting at troopers rolling over each other's backs and firing throwing explosives and getting plan kill shots on them. Lyra throws her lightsaber through troopers like there nothing at all. Was this Lyra's dark side she was able to kill with out even a second thought!

I turn back to Vader and see he now stands up. I back up a little bit. I didn't know who Vader trained with. It would give me an advantage. Lyra seems to hear me and she runs over. She stops in between me and the Inquisitor.

"Anakin Skywalker the apprentice of Jedi Master and General of one of the clone army's Obi Wan Kenobi. Trained in the way of stealth and deception." Lyra states. Lyra pulls her lightsaber arm back and ignites her lightsaber her other arm is parallel with her blade. I take take my stance and so does the Inquisitor.

"Hey Kinna take your brothers place. Steel time to see if I have taught you well." Lyra calls back. I look behind me to see Kinna pull out a purple bladed lightsaber. Steel walks between me and Lyra and I look at Vader.

We all stand at the ready. All noise is gone as everyone watches. "Training was not easy for me either Steel. Open your self to Kanan and the Inquisitor. I have it's fine Kanan." Lyra tells me and I can hear Steel.

"How are we going to do this?" Steel asks Lyra and she goes silent. Either it was because she was talking to the Inquisitor for or she just wasn't talking all but I still couldn't hear her.

"Lyra plan?" I ask her and I look over at her. I can see she's thinking.

"I think the best way would be to divide and conquer he can't take us all at the same time." Steel says and I almost smile.

"Yeah he can he was trained by Obi Wan Kenobi the only Jedi that ranked above him was Jedi Knight and Jedi Master Yoda and Jedi Knight and Jedi Master Windu." Lyra says and I feel uneasiness coming off of her force signature.

"So only you can match him." Steel says.

"No the Inquisitor can." She says looking at him. Reluctantly I open my self to the Inquisitor.

"I might be able to fight him. yes. Defeat him. No." He says through the force. We all stand there calmly. This conversation had only taken about seven seconds but it felt like five minutes.

"Kanan your job is to help get a ship so we can get the hell out of here." Lyra tells me. I see the logic in a plan so I don't argue it makes sense but only she and the Inquisitor could fight Vader. I turn around and run at the troopers and everyone starts to shoot again. Everyone start fighting again. I hear lightsabers clashing again as me and few others try to get to a ship. We get the ship more than half the troopers that were originally there are dead or unconscious.

We continue to fight as Hera tries to start the ship. It's in imperial transport ship. I hear a scream of pain and I lose focus on what's really important. I know the scream to well. It haunts my dreams at night. It stabs my heart making me freeze. Paralyzed with fear. I look around and I see Lyra laying on the ground her head tilted towards me, as she fights unconsciousness. The Inquisitor in front of her holding Darth Vader's blade away from her. Blood covers her face. I force shove stormtrooper out of my way as I rush to where Lyra lays. When I get to her I see her armor. It has a deep cut in the center. I can see where his lightsaber meet skin.

"Kanan...." She whispers weakly. Lyra's lightsaber has rolled out of her hand as she passes out. I look at her face that has a burn going from her hair line on the left side of her face to her jaw line on the same side.