Reliving a nightmare

Remembering

Kanan walked towards Ezra.
"What's happened to you Ezra?" Kanan asked.
"I'm sorry. They didn't give me a choice. They forced me to turn, to change into something I didn't want. Please believe me" Ezra pleaded.
"I've always believed in you Ezra. I just want to hear you say your not completely gone."
Ezra expression softened.
"I know you believe in me Kanan. And I'm grateful for that. And I'll never truly be gone."
"That's all I needed to hear. May the Force be with you Ezra Bridger."

Both Kanan and Izor sat up with gasps in their beds. They breathed heavily and looked over at their lightsabers.
Izor picked his up while Kanan trailed his fingers over the handle.
'Why did it have to happen?' Kanan thought.
Izor looked at his blade with a sigh.
Activating it, the red blade hummed as he looked at it.
Kanan.
The name echoed in his mind. It seemed oddly familiar.
He was my old master. He was my friend.
Friend?!
What was he thinking? The Jedi was his enemy.
But Kanan didn't want to fight him
Because...
"Because he loves me" Izor said deactivating the blade.
He put the lightsaber on his bed side table and sighed.

Things just got a lot more complicated.