(Jessie pov)
I stare at my arm, then at my severed hand on the ground. My hand still grasps the purple lightsaber.
Ezra screams. I turn to him and find Darth Vader holding him to the wall with the Force.
The Emperor cackles and Force-pushes me to the ground. My red lightsaber, still in my other hand, deactivates and I let it go. I stare up at the Emperor, frightened.
I glance back down at my arm. There is no blood, but it stings worse than anything ever before.
The Emperor holds one red lightsaber to my neck. "And now, Jedi, you will die." He sneers. "So strong...yet so weak. Pathetic."
And before the lightsaber slashes and everything goes black, I turn to Ezra and mouth: I love you.
(Ezra pov)
I love you.
Unable to breathe or move, I watch as the Emperor slashes Jessie across the stomach. She hits the ground, barely breathing and unconscious.
"Nooooooooo!!!" I yell.
The Emperor cackles and turns to me. "There is no escape from the dark side, young Jedi."
Tears stream down my face and I shake my head. "I won't join you."
"Yes, you will. Here is your choice, Ezra: You join us and the girl lives another day, or she dies and you still join us. Your choice." Palpatine says evilly as Vader continues to pin me to the wall with the Force.
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Star Wars Rebels: Deep Dark Secrets
FanficBook three in the "Star Wars Rebels: The Newest Rebel" series. . . . . . Ezra Bridger never thought that his Master would ever stop nagging him about the Jedi Code's rules on love. But then again, he also never thought that he would be able to trust...
