The Crash - A Star Wars Rebels Fan-Fiction

Inquisitor?

I was half asleep and half awake. I felt surprisingly tired, but I had to escape.

I looked around my surroundings, on the left, their was a long, narrow, seemingly endless, hallway.
To my right, their was, the inquisitor? I yelled.

He was surrounded by four or five stormtroopers. "Well, look who's awake," he grinned.

"What do you want?" I spat back.

"Well, let's begin then, shall we?" He chuckled.

Begin? If he thought he was going to get a thing out of me, then he was just as dumb as a blind falcon trying to catch a bird.

"Tell me, where is Ezra Bridger?" He demanded.

"I'll never talk!" I yelled back.

He ignited his lightsaber. Then walked towards me. And with one blow, he cut my left arm. Not deep enough to detach it, but enough to hurt like crazy.

I yelled. Grabbing my wound and holding my arm together.

"Now will you talk?" He said.

"No way! Never in a million years!" I told him back.

"Very well." He said quietly.

"Get the boy!" The inquisitor informed his troopers.

"I thought you didn't know where Ezra was!" I yelled.

"That was a test, one you flunked." He informed me.

I saw Ezra walk out. Three stormtroopers pointing their weapons at him.

"SABINE!" "EZRA"

The inquisitor walked towards me. "Death is good, see Ezra." He said.

Then he raised his lightsaber.

EZRAS POV

"NO!" I yelled. But it was to late to do anything.

I saw Sabines eyes roll to the back of her head. Then she fell. The inquisitors blade sliced right through her stomach. I ran towards her.

"Ezra, my dear brother." She said quietly.

"Stay awake. Please. Please!" I cried.

Then, her eyes closed, she was dead.

I looked at the inquisitor. "I thought I killed you!" I yelled, getting angrier.

"Yes, you did a great job killing a hologram." He told me.

"You will suffer, just like you've made her suffer."

"Ok, if that's how you want it to be." He said. Then, he through me my lightsaber.

I ignited it. Then charged.