Reliving a nightmare

Survive

Sabine paced anxiously in her cell, thinking only of Ezra. The boy was nearly back to normal but she was worried. He'd been gone for over ten minutes. She was nervous something had happened to him. Her train of thought was brought to a halt when the cell door opened. Sabine looked round to see a squad of Stormtroopers outside the door. Izor was in front of them.
"Ezra, I'm glad you're back, I thought you'd been..."
"Silence rebel" the teen snarled.
Sabine stared. Was this the same boy she almost kissed a few minutes ago?
"E-Ezra?" She stuttered.
"Don't call me that, my name is Izor" Izor growled.
Sabine felt her heart stop. This wasn't right. A few minutes ago, Ezra Bridger was with her. Now, here stood the ruthless Sith, Izor Night Hunter.
"Why are you here?" Sabine asked though she felt like she knew the answer.
"To execute you" Izor replied with a mad look in his eyes.
Sabine's gaze narrowed and she watched Izor step into her cell. Like lightning, she dodged past him, raced up the stairs, closed and then locked the cell door.
The troopers readied their blasters and Sabine waited for someone to make the first move. A trooper fired as Sabine flipped over him. Knocking the Stormtrooper out, Sabine grabbed his blaster and shot the remaining troops. As the last one fell, a red lightsaber shot through the door. Sabine ran down the hall as she heard the hiss of the door open. Skidding round the corner, Sabine pressed the button of another entry port and she continued to run.
Izor was out of his mind, he seemed slightly deranged. Sabine had to run for her life. She could hear the distant clanking of the Sith's boots behind her.
Sabine ran into a reactor room slightly out of breath. Long catwalks went from door to door, and a long fall went into the dark depths below. Before Sabine could reach the next door, it clacked as it was locked. Looking round, the Mandalorin saw Izor walking towards her. Lightsaber just cutting across the metal surface.
"Running is pointless, you cannot escape your fate" Izor said.
"Ezra...Ezra please" Sabine begged, facing the Sith completely.
"You will die just like that Lasat did. The one I murdered personally."
"Ezra please stop" Sabine pleaded, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
She didn't want to believe what was happening. Her friend, her family was about to strike her down. She was about to fail her goal. Bringing Ezra home. And that was the worst death imaginable.
"Begging is useless, no one will save you and I will not show you mercy. Stalling will not help you either" Izor continued, approaching Sabine every second.
The girl felt like her fear was drowning her. It was all she could feel. All she could think of.
The fear of death.
Tears were rolling down Sabine's face as Izor got closer. Her breathing was uneven as she knew her end was going to happen at any second. But, something interfered with Sabine's thoughts.

Survive.

The one word she'd been living off ever since she'd ran from the Imperial Academy. Survival was what she went off everyday in the rebellion.
She'd survived this long.
She wasn't going to stop surviving now.
Clenching her fists, Sabine used the back of her hand to rub her eyes. Standing straight, the girl's eyes blazed with determination. Izor stopped, gazing at Sabine with confusion.
"Why?" He asked.
"Why aren't you scared? I can feel emotions and yours are... different."
"I'm not afraid" Sabine spoke clearly and strongly.
"I'm not afraid of you or death. I'm going to fulfill my promise to Kanan and Hera. I'm going to bring you home. I'm going to survive."
Sabine began walking towards Ezra, gaze narrowed and fists clenched. Izor began to doubt himself. He stepped back slightly and looked at Sabine with bewilderment.

*Izor's POV*

I didn't understand what was happening. The rebel was in tears a second ago. Hope and strength crushed by fear. Something had changed her mind though. It looked like something was motivating her.
I suddenly felt something in my head change.
This rebel was different.
She was strong, determined full of hope.

Sabine Wren.

She was my friend.