THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS TO SEASON TWO IF YOU AREN'T CAUGHT UP....GET CAUGHT UP!!!!!!
Heyo I'm not dead....yeah.....
I forgot I had this story and started you know reading instead of writing.
Ezra fluttered his eyes open,
"K-kanan, I need to tell you something..." He whispered.
Kanan looked back at the rest of the crew and signaled them to leave. "What do you need, padawan."
"I saw it...I felt it, and I hardly know what it is." Ezra's voice was strong yet week, young but wise.
"What do you think it is?" Kanan asked worried.
"Darkness, it was all black and cold. Yellow eyes stared at me. That was all I saw the yellow eyes, they made me cold."
"That was it?"
"No," He spoke truthfully. "After awhile I saw...I think I saw people of the past."
Kanan remembered the conversation before his mediation.
"I know I'm not your father, but I hope you'll feel comfortable talking to me." Kanan said deeply.
"I...I-" Ezra pulled Kanan into a hug. "Thank you, master."
AFTER FIRE ACROSS THE GALAXY AND AFTER THEY FOUND REX (SEASON 2 SPOILER)
Ezra sat and watched the stars.
Today.....was the second worst day in his life. Next to the day his parents were captured.
He had another "vision" of darkness.
He knew it was time to train with Rex and Kanan wanted to train as well.
He just doubted if he still wanted to be a jedi. He didn't want these visions.
Kanan was doing research on how to stop them. They happened every once and awhile.
Rex was walking around the ship once he saw Ezra, he was going to tell him to get his butt to training but Kanan stopped him. He put his pointer finger in from of his lips.
Silently they walked to the cockpit, where pilot Hera was.
"Another one?"Hera turned around after they were in hyperspace.
"Yeah."
"Another? Another what?" Rex asked.
"It's not a vision and not a dream. Ezra has a.....talent." Kanan explained.
"Guessing it's not the normal talent like, drawing, or cooking?" Asked the retired clone.
"He sees darkness. We Don't know what this is or what it means." Hera bud in.
"That's why he's looking at the stars. After these visions he either meditates or looks at the stars." Kanan sighed.
"Hmm..." Rex thought.
Zeb, Sabine and chop were arguing loudly. Ezra just wanted scream. Every time he felt hate towards anyone every thing would be cold.
"IT WAS MY PAINT!" Sabine yelled.
"TELL CHOP THAT!" Zeb agreed back.
"ALOOOO" chop yelled or beeped.
Ezra slowly walked into the common room where the argument took place. It was cold. He could feel the hatred even though it was faint between the two specters.
This was the third time this week. Anything the crew fought he could feel the yellow eyes on him.
"STOP!" He screamed. "STOP, DON'T YOU FEEL THEM?"
"Feel what Ezra?" Sabine asked conserned.
"The cold...." Ezra whispered.
"Kanan?!" Zeb yelled.
Ezra was beginning to blush due to his embarrassing lash out.
He sat at the table and put his hand in his bangs. Jarrus ran into the room along with the pilot and clone captian.
"What? What is it?!" Kanan panicked
Havoc of the Ghost.
Ezra made a break for it. He slowly crep into his room. Kanan, of course, followed.
"Talk to me."Kanan said sincerely.
"When they fight I feel hate, I feel cold. The people tell me that I need to stop them.... What's wrong with me?" He whispered.
"Ezra. You had a rough past. You are easily pulled to the dark side but you possess the ability to know what is dark and light. Your experiencing these dark visions because of your resistance. You are sure your good, but inside you know that the darkness can win. Your street smart like nature tell you to be on the winning sode."
"I need to stop thinking about the posibility and start thinking optimisc?" He said more like a question.
"Precisely."
"That seems....do able...." Ezra smiled. "I'll try"
"Do or do no-"
"Kanan don't ruin it."
Kanan pouted.
