Turn Back- A Star Wars Rebels Fanfiction

Chapter 7

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"Tilah."

I turn around, trying to find the voice calling out to me, but I all I can see is white mist everywhere.

"Hello? Who's out there?" I yell, running forward. I feel like I'm going crazy, like if I don't find someone soon, I will explode.

"Tilah! Help me!" Ezra screams, to my left. I turn toward his voice and run as fast as I can. I have to save him.

Finally, I burst through the mist and into a clearing. I look around frantically for him, and he appears in front of me, safe.

"Ezra! I thought I lost you!" I say, relieved. His face breaks into a grin, cut short by the red lightsaber that pierces his body.

I don't know who's scream was louder. His, or mine.

He falls forward, off the lightsaber and into my arms, where he dies. I shake his body. Tears run down my face and fall onto his. I look up at the person who killed him, who ended his life so quickly.

The Inquisitor stands in front of me, lightsaber activated. "Look around you." He says. "There's nothing left for you to care about."

I didn't realize until now that the dead bodies of the Ghost crew were scattered on the ground. Sabine, her hands pressing on a hole in her stomach, I guess she died that way. Hera, with slash marks across her body. Zeb, who's body is broken. Kanan, who looks like he was impaled on his own lightaber.

I look down at Ezra's body in my arms, and I lower his body to the ground, take my lightsaber from my belt.

"I'm sorry." I tell the Ghost crew, who really have become Ghosts. "I should have turned back when I had the chance."

Then I charge at the Inquisitor.

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I wake up with someone shaking me, and I panic. I lash out at the person, punching and trying to untangle myself from the blankets. I'm breathing hard, I feel like I have to run and hide somewhere.

"Calm down!" Sabine says. "It's me, you were just having a nightmare."

Still breathing heavily, I lay back down and try to sort through my thoughts. "S-sorry.." I stutter, trying to calm down. "That dream really freaked me out..."

"It sounded like it." Sabine folds her arms, and I notice that she's already dressed for the day. "You were screaming and thrashing around."

"What time is it?"

"About 7. It's time to get ready, anyway. You sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I say, shaking my head like it can get rid of the memory. "Do you ever get the feeling that.. that you made the wrong choice at one point in your life?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't stop thinking about how one day, I'll let you all down.." I admit, feeling ashamed for some reason. "In the Jedi Trials.. I have visions of all of you dying. Ever since then I've been having nightmares..."

"Hey, you're going to be fine, alright? You won't let us down. We all have each others' back."

"Yeah.. Well, I better get ready."

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That morning, me and Ezra are in the kitchen alone. I can't help but stare at him.