Run, Sabine!

Stranded on Nowhere, Searching for Nobody

As the Ghost crew honed in on the transponder in Ezra's Saber, Sabine was making her way into town. Arriving on the planet, Kanan leaped of the the ship before touchdown, running in the direction of the transponder.

"C'mon, Sabine! Where are you?"

The signal led into an odd town, and so the crew began their search.

Meanwhile Ezra roamed the landscape, naked. He stole some clothes off of a clothesline and tried to remember what had happened. His lightsaber was missing, which he knew Kanan would be pissed at him for. He stole some food from the stands in the market, and stood on the roof.

Sabine was in another part of town, holed up in a shack she had found. She made her way around taking the sewers. Evidently, nobody checked down there. She was recharging her blasters, and had removed Ezra's Saber from her breast area. They were starting to get uncomfortable, and so she locked it to her side. She was doubting herself, as she had been a failure for the past few days. She sighed, and kept trekking down until she stood under a sewer grate in the bazaar.

As they all stand in three different areas of the city the Valeria Horn calls out.

"All citizens must attend the execution of the rebels captured yesterday. They have been tried for crimes against the empire, and found guilty. He will be burned, and then compacted into the fuel reserve. Long live the Empire!"

As the waves reached their ears, the same though ran through their skulls.

That man needs help!

Ezra's eyes dilated as he thought further. Could it be Sabine or Kanan or one of the others? He always traveled with them, and if he was there, they had to be close. He feared what would happen if it was Sabine.

Sabine fretted about if they had found the body she had buried in the field, and decided to make an example out of him. She couldn't let Ezra be remembered like that, and even if it wasn't him, the person person was a rebel, and could be useful.

When they all coincidentally assembled on three different rooftops overlooking the area.

They looked down at the scene from different angles, wondering what to do. Ezra pulled his stolen shirt up over his mouth, disguising his face.

Sabine was trained with your average blade, and was confident in her ability to use the lightsaber should bad turn to worse.

Kanan and Zeb overlooked the scene, while Hera was in the Ghost behind cloud cover.

They dragged a body up onto the stands. He was shirtless and clearly abused and beaten. Many fresh cuts, but nothing but blue blood leaked out. He had a toned body, but it was dirty and broken. His chest rose slow and steady. A burlap sack covered his head.

"This, is a known Rebel. He was found hiding like the coward he is in some nearby fields."

He kicked the teenage prisoner, with no response. A clone lifted him with one arm and put his head through the noose.

"The punishment for such unforgettable actions, is to be hanged by the neck until you are dead."

The boy was barely able to stand up to avoid being killed early.

They tanked the sack off of his face, and it was quite clearly, a living breathing Ezra.

"Drop him."

It was at this moment, did Sabine shoot the cord, causing the new Ezra to drop without being hanged, and both Ezra and Kanan jumped down into the fray.