Forgetting (Discontinued)

Chapter 15

Sorry for not updating guys. I have been making drafts of the next chapters and improving them over these last months. So far I think this one chapter is ready for you guys to see. It will be a few more days for my next chapters to be ready. Please do not be mad at me.

Seventh Sister's POV

The boy has been advancing at a fast rate. Too fast for Fifth brother's liking apparently. His recent words have been echoing in my head all throughout the day. What if he still remembers? What if that is why he is advancing so quickly? He is a threat! We must put him under restraints!

I have tried to ignore the words, but each time my apprentice improves, his words return. I have decided to talk to Ezra and ask him a few questions.

"Master. You have called." he said as he came in and the door shut behind him. I turned from the window to face him.

"Yes, apprentice. I have to ask a few questions of you." I said as walked up to me and sat down in the chair I had positioned in the middle of the empty room. when he sat down I started to speak. "Tell me about your past, my apprentice. I want to know more about you" I said.

He started speaking right after I asked him the question. "I lived with my parents. They spoke for the empire, against the rebels." he said the word like it was venom in his mouth. "They were loyal to the empire and told secrets that the public didn't know about. They told about what the empire did for the people in secret. They told about how they tried to keep everyone safe from the rebels. They spoke out against the rebels' bad deeds. How the rebels killed the empire. How they were trying to bring tyranny to the galaxy." I was starting to like where this was going. The memory wipe had apparently worked and altering his memories was proving to pay off.

"Then the rebels came to our house! They started banging at the door and eventually knocked it down. but by then we were in the basement hiding. My parents sent a transmission to the empire for help. The patrols said they were on their way, but they were too late." Tears were now coming to his eyes. Part of me wanted to go over and hug him to make him feel better. The other part wanted to watch him cry. No matter the feelings in my gut, I stayed still, watching him.

"The rebels found the entrance into the secret basement. They found us. My father tried to fight back while my mother hid me. Once she hid me she went to help my father. I heard a thump and then, my mother screamed. There was another thump and I couldn't help but peak out." He started sobbing uncontrollably.

I couldn't help it anymore. A guilt for making him recall the event surfaced. An instinct that I had long ago locked away resurfaced and I recognized it as a motherly instinct I had locked away years ago. That guilt and the motherly instinct took over as I went over to him and hugged him.

He flinched then froze when I touched him. He stayed like that for a moment before returning the hug. (Do not judge I'm exploring Seventh in a new perspective, and so far I'm liking it.)

We stayed like this in silence for a while before I spoke. "If you don't want to continue you don't have to." I told him while I started rubbing his back.

"No Master, I have to tell you, since you asked for the information." he said breaking the hug. I looked at him and nodded for him to continue.

"My mother was on the floor next to my father. The rebels took away my parents. Then a few minutes later the Imperial troops came in, but they were too late. My parents were gone. They were too late. They scanned the entire house but didn't find me. I was hiding, hiding because I thought they wee the rebel troops that could've come back. I stayed in the streets throughout my life until I ran into the Ghost crew. They said they cared for me and that my past was just unfair. They took me in, and I thought they really cared. I should've put into question why the Lasat was so mean to me, why the Mandilorian always tried to get as far away from me as possible. I should've asked why the Jedi didn't want to train me and why the entire crew in general ignored me. They were all rude to me in a different way each." His expression changed from guilt to betrayal as he continued.

"They said they would always come back for me and never leave me, but they lied." His expression turned into an angered one. "On one of their missions they left me for dead. They planned the entire thing out. The mandilorian put the bombs in the correct places, but they ask evacuated ahead if time. They never told me. Once they were all out they detonated the bombs with me still running out. I was almost out and they looked surprised when they saw me. The Lasat looked at me clearly angered then told the Mandilorian something, she shook her head and then the explosions finally went off. The building fell and I was thrown away from the building and a piece of rubble feel on my leg. They looked at me and just ran into the ship. The mandilorian turned around and stunned me. That knocked me out cold. When I woke up I resorted to living off the streets again. I kept looking for that crew and did my best to make their missions impossible. But they always found a way to get out. On one of their supply runs I made it hard for them to get it, but they saw me, and so did Agent Kallus. The Lasat went after me and hurt me pretty badly. By then though the agent had already called you and Fifth Brother. You were the one who took me in. Fifth clearly doesn't like me though." At the mention of Kallus, Fifth, and me, he looked and sounded almost happy.

"Thank you, Ezra." I said "that was all I needed of you. You can go now."

"Thank you, mom-I-I mean M-master." He said as he bowed and quickly turned to leave. This shocked me a bit,but it also made me smile. He was starting to warm up to me.

"Ezra!" He froze in the spot.

"Y-yes, Master?"

"You don't have to call me Master, if you like you can call me Seven or... Mom." I said smiling as he slowly turned to look at me in disbelief. But that disbelief quickly turned into happiness. And with that happiness came tears.

"Yes, Mas-Mom." He said then he turned to leave again, wiped his tears, and exited the room. This would work out perfectly.

So hey guys what do you think so far? I will post the next chapter as soon as possible. As I said before I decided to explore a new side of Seventh. Please tell me how you liked it in the comments. And if you have any ideas please tell me.