Chapter 18: Out Of Hyperspace

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(Kanan pov)

A few minutes later, sitting in the cockpit, Hera announces. "We're out of hyperspace!"
I turn to look at Arianna. She's been awfully quiet since we found out she wasn't Force-sensitive.
Arianna looks up from her gaze at her boots and sees me. She smiles, but it's a fake smile.
"Arianna, are you alright?" I ask. She shakes her head.
"I feel like it's my fault. That Ezra and Jessie got captured," she says quietly.
"It's not your fault at all! It's no ones," I tell her. "Ezra and Jessie knew the risks when they went on the supply run. All we can do is hope that we're not too late."
Hera flies us over the Imperial Headquarters. "Go go go!" She shouts.

Zeb opens the ramp to the Ghost, and jumps out. Sabine follows, then I grab Arianna's arm and jump. She gasps as the ground rushes towards us form about 50 feet in the air. We land on the ground hard and stand up.
"Are you okay?" I ask her. She nods shakily. "Yeah."
"Okay rebels, let's move. Sabine, Zeb, distraction please." I tell my crew members.
Arianna and I duck behind some crates as Zeb starts shooting at random things and Sabine starts spray-painting things. A minute later, stormtroopers come rushing in, hearing the blaster shots.
"Hands up, rebels!" The commander says, aiming his rifle at our fitness. Sabine grins and slowly raises her hands. She drops a smoke bomb into the middle of the troopers and her and Zeb dive for cover.

As the stormtroopers fumble in the smoke, I nod at Arianna and we race out of the hanger bay and run for the cell block where Ezra and Jessie are being held. My words from earlier flags through my mind: I hope we aren't too late.

(Ezra pov)

I shake my head, tears in my eyes threatening to spill over. "I can't choose either one of those."
"It's either she lives, or she dies." Cadet says. "Choose, Bridger."
Then I sense it. Kanan! I call out through the Force.

(Kanan pov)

Kanan! Someone's calls out through the Force.
Ezra! I respond. Are you okay?
Kanan, help! He yells.

Arianna taps my shoulder. "Kanan, we're here!"
We stop outside the cell door. Immediately I sense Darth Vader, and the Inquisitor, although the Inquisitor is unconscious. Oh no.
And then I sense an even MORE powerful force. The Emperor.

I pull out my lightsaber, activate it, and start to cut a hole through the durasteel door.

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