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Also, would it be ok if you spread it around, U know? The chaps r way longer two! PEACE!!While I ran, the inquisitor ignited his saber also. I stopped as soon as he did so. "I can't charge" I mumbled.
"I can't fight him" "He is to strong. I'm not ready"I looked over my shoulder, and saw Sabine.
A tear rolled down my eye. Sister, is that really my sister? Did she really mean that I was her brother? So many questions I needed to have answered.
Sabine did always have those beautiful eyes, they always sparkled as the sun rose. I used to look at her, dumbfounded, she'd just laugh and walk away.
"Amazing isn't it? Just astounding, Ezra, if you would have joined me, she would be breathing you know." I turned back to the Inquisitor.
"She was to young to die, look what you have done." I angrily told him.
"And for what? Power, why? Why does the empire feel the need to rule, when they are the only reason the Galaxy suffers day by day."
"The empire is, and always has been, the ruler Ezra. People just need to open their eyes! They are the problem with this world, they are the reason so many lives suffer!"
"THATS A LIE!" I yelled.
"You killed my parents, you told me they were alive, just to bring back the pain, just to hurt me, and it did hurt."
"If you felt pain, Bridger, then that's good, that was my goal. To get you to experience anger, fear, hatred, and the dark side."
"Well, your doing a great job." I said sarcastically.
"IVE HAD ENOUGH BRIDGER! TIME TO DIE! TROOPERS!!"
Three troopers ran at me, I deflected their blasters then shot at them wi my slingshot. I hit one, but he didn't die, I hit him again, right in the forehead. He dropped to the floor.
The others ran at me. But they got blown away. Not by me, not by the Inquisitor, but by.... Jedi?
About twenty Jedi were standing behind me.
They charged at the remaining troopers, and the Inquisitor. They all fell quickly.
A tall black man and two white men walked towards me.
"Ezra," The tall man said, in his deep and rough voice. "You have proven worthy of becoming a Jedi knight."Woah!" "I though their were no more Jedi." I stuttered.
"That was a rumor. One we made to make the empire think they were safe. So they would let their guard down."
"So, how many are their, you know.... Jedi."
"Three hundred, currently." He informed me.
"Double woah" I said.
"What's your name.... Since you know my name now."
"Mace, Mace Windew."
Cliffhanger! POW!! There will be one or two more chapters, then the story will end. Tell me so far, what was your fav chapter. CARTOON MASTER OUT!!
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The Crash - A Star Wars Rebels Fan-Fiction
FanfictionEzra and Kanan are on there way to a mission. When suddenly. Out of the blue. Disaster strikes, and the two fellow Jedi are sent crashing down to their doom. Will they survive, or will they be lost forever?