Star Wars Rebels: Untold Secret

Chapter 3 Anger

                                                                                              Author's note:
     Hey there fellow sci-fi fanatics! I do hope you are enjoying my fanfic! I have finally found the time to write my book. "Yay! Your so awesome Joelle" oh thank you! I know I am. Anyhow, with school work and obsessing over TV (Flash) I have decided to continue my adventure as a writer to please my audience with another chapter. One again, constructive criticism will be helpful and sorry for grammar mistakes. Other than that, I bid you good day!

     Spector 7 out! Peace!!!

     Kannan's P.O.V.
     As soon as I made my way out of the crumpled up pieces of debris, I saw the Seventh sister hit Ezra in the head with the back of her lightsaber. "Ezra!" I yelled his name, but it was too late, he would be in a realm of darkness until he would wake.

"Wow, you did a fine job training you padawan. However, I think I can do a much better job with his discipline problem. Of course, once I'm done with you." She threatened with the intention to bring out my anger. That's not happening.

     "Maybe another time." I said as I launched my first attack towards her. My technique is sloppy due to my injured arm and every swing I make hurts like a bitch. Due to that unfortunate injury, the Seventh sister has the advantage over me. That's just great. The Seventh sister blocks my attacks and force pushes me back only the slightest bit to give her enough room to create a kick to the stomach. I fall backwards from the impact just when I hear my com. "Spector 5 to Spector 1, we have made it back to the Ghost. Where are you?" Those words filled me with relief, but it was soon replaced with a dreadful worry. The Fifth brother will make his way here and Ezra and I won't necessarily have a sliver of a chance. Just when those thoughts seeped in my head, I was soon being chocked. But by what? There was nothi- oh no. I knew exactly what was going on. Fifth brother has found us and I was being force chocked. Just great... just great.

"Well, it appears to be the Jedi and Padawan duo. It's no surprise that you have failed to defeat us, none the less help you Padawan." Fifth brother said the last word with a hiss. Just then, he let me tumble my way to the ground coughing for air as my lungs burned from the deprivation of that element. Once my lungs started to fill with air, I got kicked again in the stomach but this time I let out a small yelp. However to my surprise, I saw a glimpse of Ezra getting up, without the Seventh sister of Fifth brother noticing, and started to glow. It wasn't normal what he was doing but it caught the attention of everyone in this debris filled corridor.

Ezra's P.O.V.
All I heard were the sounds of lightsabers clashing against each other, nothing else. I was in an abyss of darkness that I knew nothing of how to get out. "Wake up! You have to help Kannan or else he might get his ass kicked!" I told myself.

     Soon, I was hearing more than just lightsabers clashing against one another, but the sounds of voices. I mean, sure they were muffled, but hey! They are still voices which means that I must be waking up. I need to be more determined.

Nothing. I could hear nothing more and nothing less. However, I could no longer hear the sounds of sabres clashing, I could only hear the muffled voices. "Wake up!" I repeated over and over in my head each time with more spike and determination to the words. Nothing. Still nothing! "Well.....Jedi and......duo.......failed..beat us......" Wait! I'm hearing words! Not muffled sounds but words! Good, good, making progress. I'm waking up, perfect. However, a few seconds pass and all I heard were muffled voices again. But then I herd a yelp. It was perfectly clear, as if I were there in the moment that it had happened. But that one yelp was all it took for me to wake up. "Kannan!" And with that last word I was back into consciousness, but I felt bizarre. I saw what was happening; Kannan on the floor with blood, a lot of blood on his forearm looking at me in disbelief, and the two Inquisitors, also with a look of disbelief written in black and white on all their faces. I looked down at my hand and I was glowing. I was glowing in an electric blue vibrant colour. I can't have this happen again...

CLIFFHANGER!!!! I'm so evil.