Corerillan Ships ✔️

Promises

Ezra stood in front of Kanan. Kanan could not believe how much the boy had changed over the past seven years. It seemed like only yesterday that had met the short messy dark haired blue eyed teen in a raggedy orange jumpsuit. Kanan remember how Ezra had stolen a couple creates from them and he had chased him down. He remembered that impressive jump Ezra had made onto the Ghost with one of those crates. He remembered catching the boy with his lightsaber and how the boy had saved the little Wookiee kid. Kanan also remembered Ezra in his tower asking Kanan about the force. That was the day he became his Padawan and joined the crew. Ezra had only been 14 at the time. The same age Kanan was when he was training under master Depa Billaba.

Ezra was now 22 years old. His hair was still as messy as it had been back then but now at least most of it was pulled back. A few shorter strands still hung around his face. The orange jumpsuit long gone. It was replaced by a light brown shirt and some dark brown pants. His blue eyes looked at Kanan as a friend and mentor still but that had become more out of respect now. His green gloves replaced with black ones that Sabine had given him. Ezra had taken to double wielding. His repaired blaster highbred lightsaber hung on the right. A matching lightsaber that looked as if the other one had been cut in half length ways to make it was on the left. He was no longer the kid that once lived on the streets of Lothal. That boy was long gone.

Before Kanan now was a young Jedi knight who had faced his own dark side as well as fought both Sith and inquisitors. Sometimes two at once. Kanan was impressed by how little time it had taken Ezra to learn all this. Kanan had lost his sight for a year and the boy had grown so much in that time. Just before that master and Padawan had been evenly matched in duels. Kanan improved without his vision. It still only took Ezra a couple years after that before he could beat him. Ezra had learned in seven years what had taken Kanan almost thirty years to learn.

"Happy birthday Padawan Bridger." Kanan said.

"Only you still call me that." Ezra smiled.

"That's because no matter what you'll always be my Padawan even if your training has been completed for a thousand years." Kanan says.

"And you'll always be my master." Ezra replied. A blonde male Ezra's age walked up behind Ezra with Princess Leia beside him.

"Kanan, Ezra we need your help." Leia says. Ezra turns around to look at the two young adults his age standing behind him.

"Who is your guest princess?" Ezra ask.

"Luke Skywalker." The blonde boy replied. Ezra's eyes angled and his smile flattened out. He was mad and Kanan could feel it radiating off him.

"The boy who blow up the Death Star? Son of Anakin Skywalker?" Ezra says.

"That's me. Jealous?" Luke replies.

"No, why would I be? I was a hero in the rebellion long before you were. This crews part of how the rebel alliance got started." Ezra informed him. Leia nods in agreement as if to confirm this.

"So is it true that your both Jedi?" Luke asked.

"It's true." Kanan confirmed. "Why?"

"Master Obi Wan had started training me. After his death I went to master Yoda for training. In my last fight with Vader I lost my dad's lightsaber. I need some help getting a new one. Leia and Chewbacca said that the two of you might know how I can come about one." Luke explained.

"You'll have to build it from scratch like I did but we can help you find the parts." Ezra confirmed.

"Thank you." Luke says.

"Anything else our crew can help you with?" Kanan asked.

"We could use some help rescuing a friend from Jabba the Huntt." Leia answered. "I seem to remember your crew specializing in rescue missions."

Ezra smile like he's about to do something Kanan wouldn't approve of. "I think I can help you with a plan for that as well. I've always wanted to mess with a Hutt. Especially Jabba." He says. Luke looks at him like he's crazy.

"I wouldn't recommend it. I've lived most of my life under his rule. At least until my Aunt and Uncle died." Luke says.

"For seven years I lived with my parents before the empire arrested them. I then spent seven more years living on the streets of Lothal. I stole from crime bosses, imperial officials, rich, street venders, and bounty hunters before I joined this rebel cell and started learning about the force a little over seven years ago. I know the criminal underworld and how to blend in with it better than most." Ezra states.

"I'm from Tattooine. There is no place worst than there with the criminal underworld of the galaxy." Luke says.

"But where you ever part of it?" Ezra ask. "Even once I was part of this crew and his Padawan we still dealt with it everyday as part of it. I've dealt with pirates, crime bosses, smugglers, bounty hunters, pawn shop owners, street rats, ect. You name it I've dealt with it at some point. Some as Allies some as enemies. I've even killed a rouge Sith that even Master Kenobi and Vader could not kill. I can handle anything." Ezra says.

"I told you he could help Luke. Ezra isn't just any Jedi and rebel. He's like us he's lost everything and had to work hard to make a life of his own." Leia says. Luke smiles and holds out his hand to Ezra.

"Then I guess we have a team." Luke says.

"I guess we do. Nice to meet you Padawan Skywalker. I'm Jedi knight Ezra Bridger and this is my master Kanan Jarrus. Our crew and I will be honored to help you and the Princess both." Ezra says taking Luke's hand.

"Then let's get to work boys. We've got a galaxy to free." Leia says. The four humans walk into the hall to join the rest of the Ghost crew and Chewie.