Secrets [A Star Wars Rebels Fanfic]---COMPLETED

The Loss Secret.

Kanan's P.O.V

I was running.

I heard my breathing, but it wasn't my own.

"Bridger!" A voice screams and panic fills me, or rather, the boy. "Bridger, you cannot hide forever, you are a weak! You cannot escape!" The boy skids to a stop. There in front of us was a beautiful young woman. Her hair floated around his face and she smiled when she saw us.

"Ezra," she purred. "What about your promise?" She asked in a singsong voice. 

"Ezra," I rasped. "Who is this," Ezra was breathing heavily, eyes wide. 

"You-you-you kik-killed mee," Ezra rasped, his eyes wide with fear. I stare at him in surprise.

"You-she-" the young woman laughed. 

"Yes," she smirked, eyes flickering. "I killed him. Your so-called-alive-padwon is dead," Ezra screams and backs against the wall. 

"Ezra!" Another voice shouts and a girl with spark-red hair leans forward, grasping his arm.

"Ezra! You are Alive!" She screams. "You are ALIVE!" 

I lurch forward, panting. I looked over at Hera. She looks back at me.

"What's wrong?" She asked. I swallowed.

"I think," I say slowly. "I think Ezra's, dead. "