Found

Chapter 2

3rd POV
Ezra gathered a Clone troop and had permission to use a Republican Cruiser. It was waiting for him in space, floating over Coruscant. Him and other Clones are heading to the landing platform. Where three Republic Gunships are ready to take them to the Cruiser.

"Commander," Clone trooper, 7349, called to him. He was the Clone captain of Ezra's troop. It grew bigger once Ezra came back. Like other Clones, they go by names, not numbers.

"Yes Tucker," Ezra turned to him. His Jedi robe hidding his eyes.

"All troopers are ready to take off at your command," Captain Tucker reported. Ezra nodded once. Tucker then left with the other Clones. Ezra was about to follow him until a voice stopped him.

"Ezra," Ahsoka slowly walked up to him. She didn't like to be in other people's business. Well, sometimes. Yet, she always wanted to make sure Ezra wasn't getting himself in trouble. Ezra turned to face her. "W-Where are you going?"

"To Bespin," Ezra stated. Ahsoka eyes wondered a bit. Just looking at the floor.

"Oh. By yourself?"

"Yeah. A Republican Cruiser crashed on Bespin. The other Jedi are to busy, so Master Windu asked me to take care of it."

Ahsoka looked up to him, "Be careful out there."

"When have I not?" He arched his eyebrow. Ahsoka rolled her eyes.

"Ever since you came to the Jedi Temple."

"I guess you're right."

"Well, g-good luck," Ahsoka smiled and left. She quickly went to find Anakin.

"Thanks," Ezra mumbled. She was already gone by then. He headed to the Republic Gunships.

"Sir, do we take off now?" Tucker asked.

"Yes," Ezra nodded.

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The Cruiser hovered over Bespin. A few remains of the Republic Cruiser floated in outerspace. Nothing in sight except a fire visible from the planets ground. Ezra quickly tried to communicate with them.

"Republican Crusier 226, this is Commander Bridger. Do you copy?"

No answer.

"Republican Crusier 226, this is Commander Bridger. Do you copy?" Ezra tried again. His voice a bit louder. Nothing. Static was the only thing heard.

"Ready two gunships. We're going down there," Ezra ordered.

"Yes, sir," a Clone obeyed.

"Check the scanners. Are there any Separatist ships near by?" Ezra commanded.

"No, Commander. No Separatists ship in sight," a Clone reported.

Ezra nodded to him. His moment to prove to his Master he can deal with this type of things. All Ezra really wanted is to make his Master proud. After all he has done for him, Ezra just wants to repay the favor one day.

"Commander. The ships are good to go," Tucker told him.

"Good. I will need-"

"Sir, a Separatist ship is coming out of hyperspace!" The same Clone as before yelled. Ezra started to panic. He knew things were going to end up wrong.

"Put up the ships shields. I need a trooper at every cannon. Captain Tucker," Ezra the ship exit hyperspace. The threatening look it gave upon the Republic Cruiser gave a few of the Clones chills. "Ready my troop." Tucker stood up straight and saluted to him. "R7, ready my starship, too. A battle is about to begin."