Chapter 12

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Maia POV

It was our ...

No no no ... Think nothing, feel nothing.

The Inquisitor pushed my head back. He did it so hard that my head smacked against the wall. For a moment I saw black spots dancing in front of my eyes.

"I think I maybe going to talk with that brother of yours. He will corporate." Said the Inquisitor and he turned toward the door.

Immediately I thought of Jonathan, but he would have nothing about him. Of course he meant Dai.

"And that plan of yours, I would maybe rework." Said the Inquisitor before he left the room. "I thought maybe he would like to see another cell. Perhaps own one of these beautiful spaces. But then maybe I'll let him decide. Just to make it easy for you."

Then he was gone.

Nobody wanted to start first with talking. Until Hera first broke the silence again. She probably thought that the Inquisitor would now be gone. "What did he mean?"

"Did Ezra explained how he met us?" I asked. They all nodded.

"We then you should know. What did he tell you? "

"Well," began Kanan. "That Dai wanted to rob him on the street and ..."

I interrupted him immediately. "Typical. Why do I always have to explain everything!? "

But first I had to think about where I should begin.

"So Dai and I met Ezra when he ..."

Dai POV

The Inquisitor had just been to see me and he had asked me about the code in my neck. Especially in Ezra's one he was interested. And if I still knew the person who put this tattoo in our necks.

Of course I still had known it. How could I forget that bastard and what he had done to us.

Life on the streets was hard, but harder was the life of a ...

Note: Hehe I still didn't reveal much. Just go back reading. Hup! Hup! Scroll dawn or what you have to do... ^-^

Ezra POV

When the Inquisitor had left a while, my eyes were closed shut. Suddenly there was a tiredness in my whole body.

Immediately I was hunted with old memories when I fell asleep. The first was something just before my meeting with Dai and Maia.

The two stormtroopers were bringing me to a cell. And that only for a few jogans.

A few meters and then I escape. Then I could run my little plan into action.

And 5, 4, 3, 2, and ...

"You there! Stop! The street-rat is bought free." A commander Broke my thoughts.

I turned around and looked at him in disbelief. I? Bought free? Impossible. Right? There was no one more? Would his parents ...? No Ezra they are dead!

Hundreds questions raced through my head.

One of the two troopers wanted already release my handcuffs until a voice interrupted them. "No no. Let him just tied. One time one of them run away after he was released. And you understand that I do not want to experience that again. I have well paid for him. "

The man came running up to me and pushed my chin up with two fingers as if he wanted to examine me. He nodded approvingly. "Hm. Hm. I must admit that this is my best catch is until now. "

Catch?

The man turned and walked away. When I did not move and was just surprised, I got a hard stump behind me head from someone. I turned around and saw the two troopers standing there. One of them had already returned his gun ready to give me again a stump. That I easily dodged. As a 10 year old were you not too big.

But fast and flexible ...

I ducked through the legs of the trooper who had just wanted to knock me down and tackled him. I grabbed his keys and ran. The other trooper shot at me, but I managed to dodge each shot.

Before I turned the corner, I looked quickly back and saw the man, who had been "free" me, angrily shout at the troopers. I chuckled, but I became distracted because of this and run right into a trooper and he immediately hit me unconscious.

Maia POV

"So my brother was talking with me because he was gone 'shopping' as he called it." I explained.

"Then in the middle of our conversation he came storming in through the large doors of the large room. Two men carried a boy with black hair with a blue tint inside. He seemed unconscious.

Dai hid immediately, knowing what the consequences would have been if he had seen him. Luckily, he was too busy with his grumbling. "You know, I think this might is going to be my biggest waste of money. But just wait, I'll break him! Than he will make a good catch for me."

The boy seemed to wake up. He shook his head and then looked around. He had two electric blue eyes where you could drown right away. "

I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. Had I really said that out loud?

"Anyway," I continued. "He pointed me to initiate the boy in everything after he was firmly chained. He had already tried to escape twice he told me. The boy woke up and immediately began to struggle against his captives. Although he might have been the same age as my brother and that was 10, he had some straight. He pushed the two men just to the side and immediately turned on his heels to walk away as fast as he could.

"Guards! Get him!" he shouted.

The door opened and five men jumped on him. The two men he had pushed away also came to help and they managed to beat him back unconscious after he was carried to a cell. I had to follow the men who dragged the boy... "

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Yeah I didn't give much information away now. You probably already have your suspicions, but it's a lot to put together. If you want to do it well he.

You know my chapters are longer in Dutch but it are exact the same words, so that you know those chapters were longer when I first write it.

Boh I update as soon as possible. I already have been called a torture (by lucyonyxsage ). Oh and even if I update as soon as possible as life allows me (primarily school and that's only two days busy, can you believe it ?!). ;-) But for you who call me a turd (lucyonyxsage again) I do my best to update this story as soon as possible

And hey I didn't taught to update already. I will probably already update tomorrow if I don't get too much math homework.

But I hope you had enjoyed it. And pleas comment bellow.

~ Star Lover Rebel Out



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