The Ghost Crew

Alternate ToftA Part 5

Lol. So here it is. Maybe Vader will show mercy. Who am I kidding? Ezra is going to suffer. I am so sad without Rebels. It makes me want to torture Ezra even more. But also Kanera is canon. It balances out. So not to much torture but just enough. Enjoy.

Ezra's POV:

My head. My chest. My throat. My, oh what am I kidding, everything hurts. I remember all the torture, unfortunately. I remember I passed out after another hallucination. Then I think I was taken to a cell.

I was on the metal bench facing the ceiling. I decide to open my eyes and see my commendations. I was with Kanan and Ashoka. They are alive. I saw them die so many times. I thought Vader actually killed them.

I sigh in relief. Or in retrospect I cough in relief. Ashoka and Kanan wake up on the other side of the room. Ashoka rushes to me. She was on her knees on the floor. She was staring at me with worry. I must have been doing the same thing.

"Ezra, are you okay? Are you thirsty or hungry?" Ashoka asks. She starts running a hand through my hair. It relaxes me. Kanan grabs the ration bar and cup of water and sits next to Ashoka. He was looking in my direction relief was coming off of him in waves like Ashoka. How long was I out?

I open my mouth to say something but I start to cough up again. I have no moisture in my mouth. I try to get up but Kanan pushes me down. Ashoka brings the cup to my lips. She raises my head and I gulp it all down.

Even though I usually never accept help, I feel like hell and back. Also, my fingers are broken with my arms so I can't do much. I remember I have a lightsaber mark on my chest and it burns like no tomorrow. Yeah I would love some help at the moment.

"It's okay. It's okay," Ashoka murmurs. I beg to differ but at the moment it was okay. I finish up the water. Ashoka puts my head down and puts her hands through my hair.

Kanan sat next to my head and I couldn't help but cringe. I did this. It was my fault. If I didn't trust Maul then we might not be here. I might not have been in this much pain.

"Can I sit up?" I ask. Ashoka and Kanan look at each other then me then each other again then me.

"Sure kid," Kanan says. They get me sitting up and I put my head against the cold metal wall. Ashoka and Kanan sit on my sides to make sure I don't fall. I feel like I'm about to.

"What happened?" I rasp out. My throat seriously hurts but I need to speak. The silence is killing me from the inside.

"You passed out from the hallucinations. Then Vader put you with us and he gave us food and sis she bring a medical droid," Ashoka says. Kanan barks out a laugh.

"As if." I smile met roll my eyes. Even when captured, he still cracks a joke. How does Hera deal with this? Ashoka glares but it wasn't a threatening kind. More like come on, mature.

Just at that moment the door slides open. To reveal a droid, that looks like a medical droid. Both adults get up and get in front of me. Okay. I am just going to stay seated here and not move.

Vader then walks in. I feel shivers go down my spine. The door shuts behind him. The thought of electricity era into my head and I instinctively close my eyes in anticipation. Then I remember I have no cuffs. Must be my lucky day.

"What do you want?" Kanan spats. I open my eye and Vader is just staring at us. Creepy. His breathing is the only sound in the room for a while.

"The boy is going to be treated and that requires taking him to the med-bay," Vader says with no emotion. Yeah right. He will heal me then torture me. Or no healing just torture. We aren't complete idiots, Vader.