Star Wars Rebels: Time Travel

Chapter 21

(Kanan pov)

I swear to the Force, I'm going to lose my hearing if I hear another alarm in my lifetime. This one is even louder than the ones that the Imperials use. But it's Hera's signal, alright.

Now I just have to figure out how to get out of here without passing out. I'm not sure that I'm going to be able to walk alone at all for a while, so I'm going to use the wall. I drag myself against the wall with my hands and pulling myself upright, lean against it. I sigh in exhaustion and frustration. This is going to be slow-going, which isn't exactly the best speed for escaping Seperatist captivity.

Thank the Force that the cell door slides open suddenly to reveal three of my favourite people in the galaxy.

"Karabast, Kanan! Sit down!" Zeb orders, rushing in with a bloody left arm. I obey tiredly and slide to the ground, and Zeb immediately hoists me up with his uninjured right arm. "Come on, wise Jedi. Let's go get Ezra."

"Is everyone okay?" I rasp as Zeb basically drags me down the cell hallway.

"Zeb got shot, but otherwise, yeah." Hera replies. "Try not to faint on us, love." She gives me a wry smile over her shoulder, leading the group.

"I had a run in with my mother and Pre Vizsla," Sabine calls from behind us. "It wasn't pleasant."

"Your mother?" I ask quietly, but my brain is still kind of fuzzy and I let the question go. "Where's Ezra?"

Hera stops at another cell. "Here."

She opens the door with a swipe of her keycard and pushing myself weakly off of Zeb's supporting arm, I throw myself inside.

There's no one there.

I smack my head against the floor as I land. "Why does he have to have such thin patience?" I moan.

The rest of my crew come charging in.

"Where is he?" Zeb roars.

"Isn't it obvious?" I ask, drained. "He's sneaking around, looking for a ship."

"Not according to Grevious," Hera says softly, looking up from her comlink. "He found Ezra at a databank. He's ordered the area clear of all Seperatist personal, with security around the border. He wants to take Ezra himself."

"Let's go," I say instantly and try to stand up. I immediately sway and topple to the floor again. My hearing gets fuzzy and my vision is blurry as something purple groans, picks me up, and swings me over a broad shoulder. I succumb to the growing darkness and shut my eyes, finally drowning out those kriffing alarms.