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We're arriving on Yavin's doorstep. I've been waiting for this for so long. They are bringing Hera Syndulla to me. I want to talk with her. I want to yell at her for doing this to me. She ordered the mission. I saved her life and what do I get out of it... almost dying and getting impaled by a thousand rocks. I hear the doors open. I turn. The throw her to the ground. I look down at her. 

"Leave us." I order.

They nod. The doors close behind them. I pull off my mask. I slam it onto the podium.

"Ezra... your face." She breathes.

"Is a cause of your decision." I move my hand over the scar.

"I... didn't want this to happen." She says.

"Obviously." I roll my eyes.

"What happened to you? The grandson of Emperor Palpatine?" She asks.

I shrug. 

"You think I asked for this? I didn't ask to be left behind and impaled!" I yell.

"Impaled?!" She draws back.

"It's kind of a gruesome story." I cough.

I grab something from the desk. I take out a small blue pill. Normally I can't miss transfusion's however... there's a bit of a loophole. I was given pills that stop the bleeding inside of me and keep my veins intact. Unfortunately, they don't last forever.

"Ezra! What do you want?!" She yells.

I punch her in the face. Man, that feels awkward. I never punched any of them before. She looks at me in surprise. I draw my hand back. I can see I punched her hard. I busted a lip. I look at my hand and I see blood. Oops.

"The destruction of this Rebellion." I say.

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