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Meeting Again

Tekara's POV

"I'll escort them personally to their cells." I said as I starred down these strangers I was tasked to find. I don't understand why my Master wanted me to find them. They are weak and pathetic, the twi'lek looks strong but I can sense a hated and brokenness inside of her. The Lasat, he has a big frame but I can see his ribs and I sense he has given up fighting, it seemed he lived for fighting, once. The droid is a piece of junk, who would keep that thing when you could just get a top of the line model and seemed to have its data circuits broken . And the girl, the girl, she seemed the most broken of the four, even more than the droid. She kept looking at me, I could sense her feeling afraid and she seems to think she knows me. She's wrong.

"Good, job men." I said addressing the troops and turned around. "You will live another day. Dismissed. I can handle these four, GN-9888, stay here to accompany me and GN-5324, GN-8167, Gn-2629 guard the ship."

Eights gulped.

"I'll be ok." The twi'lek, Hera said to comfort her crew.

"I assure you, it won't." I said turning to face them again as the three troops I assigned stood by the ship and GN-9888 came to stand behind me and the rest cleared out.

"Now, be quiet scum, my Master only said you had to stay alive not in one piece." I started to walk away. "Come on, GN-9888 follow behind them, make sure no one steps out of line. And you won't be needing these." I force pulled their weapons out of their pockets. "And droid, don't try anything or maybe the girl here will lose an arm."

The girl, Sabine, gulped.

I walked to the cell hall, surprisingly they didn't try anything. I thought this was going to be fun.

"Ezra, please." Sabine said.

"Save your breath Sabine." Hera said, and looked down.

"Listen to your Captain, Sabine save your breath." I said. "I don't know who this Ezra character is and I'm definitely not him."

I could feel Sabine's heart sink.

We finally reached the cell, I picked special for the three of them.

"You three in here." I pointed to the empty cell. "The droid will come with me to have his memory searched for information, then wiped and if he's useful, he'll survive, if not I bet he'll be useful for scrap."

"Please, Ezra don't you remember me, I'm Sabine Wren, we went on missions together, you trained as a Jedi." Sabine said, something tugged at the back of my mind.

"Now you be quiet, I don't know who this Ezra is and I can still separate you three." I said and force pushed the three into the cell and locked the door. "Me, a Jedi, nonsense." I mumbled.

"What did you say sir?" Eights asked.

"Nothing." I replied.

"Take this droid to have it's memory searched and wiped, GN-9888." I told the nervous trooper.

"Yes, Sir." He said, shaking. "Come on droid."

C1-10P seemed to grumble in protest.

"Remember droid, I can still hurt your friends." C1-10P shook. With that final warning I walked away from the cell and back to my quarters to give my Master a report.