Ezra watched his master Kanan, make his way across the base. He sighed if I hadn't trusted Maul none of this would ever have happened! Kanan would still be able to see. Ahsoka would be alive. And a Maul wouldn't be wreaking havoc across the galaxy. Ezra started to walk back to The Ghost being careful to steer clear of the spider creatures. He locked himself in his and Zeb's cabin debating wether or not he should try to sleep. Deciding since he only had four hours to sleep last night, now would be a good time to rest. Ezra groaned getting comfortable as he pulled the blankets over his chest. He let the sleep take for now. Ezra opened his eyes, he wasn't on The Ghost. He was in a darkly lit room, empty except for the Zabrak who sat cross legged in front of him with a worried expression on his tattooed face. Ezra immediately stood up, backing away. He growled, "Maul you betrayed me! Betrayed us! I should have never trusted you!" Maul almost looked like he flinched, he stood up as well holding out his hands to show he didn't have any weapons, and said, "Ezra, I know you won't forgive me for what I did on Malachor, but I need you help. Ezra I'm the last being in this galaxy who has Dathomirian blood in my veins. I know I can't have any children, but I want a Legacy, someone who will pass on what I learned from my former master, my mother and my brother. In exchange...you can decide what you want, but I don't have much at this moment. I hope you understand. I shall leave you to your sleep, Goodnight my Apprentice, sleep well.
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A Master and his Apprentice
FanfictionEzra Bridger apprenticed to Jedi Knight Kanan Jarrus, takes an unusual interest in the former Sith Lord: Maul. The Zabrak has secrets that could hold the key to Ezra's future and the fate of the Rebellion.
