Star Wars Rebels: Time Travel

Chapter 4

(Zeb pov)

I open my eyes and gasp. I'm on my homeworld of Lasan. I recognize it immediately; how could I forget my home world? It's peaceful, and quiet, and Lasat are everywhere, bow-rifles strapped on their backs. I feel around for mine and thankfully, have it. There is no Imperial presence here, and I wonder.... What did the kid's crystal thing do? I once heard a legend about a rainbow Jedi crystal.... I quickly run up to a nearby Lasat vendor.

"Hey mate, what year is it? Like, what's the date?" I ask.

"It's the second year of the Clone Wars. I don't have the date. Sorry." The Lasat replies.

The Clone Wars? As in, before the Empire? "Thanks. By the way, are we on the Republic's side or the Separatists?"

Now the vendor gives me an odd glance. "We're with the Republic. Unless you're a spy?" He raises his voice a little.

"No mate. Sorry, I'm just out of it today. You know the war, changing every minute. Hard to keep up." I explain.

The Lasat smiles a little. "Yeah. Can't wait till it's over though. Then we can all get back to our lives. Good'ay, mate. Unless you're buyin'." He grins.

"See ya." I thank him and walk away.

Ezra Bridger, what on Lasan did you do?

Literally.