Secrets

Ezra Pt. 9

Alyssa's POV

Ezra had changed. An unbelievable amount. He had just threatened to kill me over some girl, wait no. His perfect little empress. Family and the clan were way more important that that Sabine girl. We headed to the surface of Mandalor and we're contacted.

"This is Marcus Bridger, leader of Clan Bridger. State your name, clearance code and business." Grandfather commanded.

"This is Ezra Bridger, of Clan Bidger, House Jansen. Clearance code hd53. I'm here to help my people." Ezra stated. There was a short silence on the other side of the com system that had me and Ezra on the egde of our seats.

"Permission granted. Landing bay 2609. It's about time you came back." Grandfather said sternly. The call cut off and Ezra let out a relaxed sigh.

"That was the easy part." Ezra laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked wondering why he would laugh about the fact that we could be killed once we get down to the surface.

"A few different reasons." Ezra answered.

"Name a few." I challenged, feeling confident that he didn't have an answer.

"Well 1) it means the fun is really gonna begin 2) I knew it would make you uneasy and 3) I guess Kanan is just really rubbing off on me." Ezra answered smartly.

"Kanan?" I questioned.

"He's my master."

"Oh..."

Time skip because I have no clue were to go in that conversation, so time skip was the best option.

Ezra's POV

I had gotten settled in my room, and was headed to the throne room to speak with my grandparents. I was dredging it. Luckily, my com went off. I connected it to a holographic display that was in the middle of my room. A life sized display of Kanan and Hera appeared once I answered the call.

"Hey guys." I greeted, while sitting down on the edge of my bed instead of standing up looking all big and bad.

"Hey Ez." Kanan greeted, smiling.

"How's Mandalor?" Hera asked.

"I mean I would much rather be with you guys or Bine, but until I end this war, I can't come back." I said with a bit of nervousness.

"Why so nervous?" Kanan asked with worry filling his voice.

"I should have been here for years. What if my people don't accept me back a future Mandalor? What if I cause war among my clan? What if I can't rule as good as my father could have? What if I can't impress my family? What if my clan gets destroyed? It would be all my fault." I panicked while pacing. I ran my fingers through my short hair.

"Ezra, it's gonna be, okay." Hera soothed. I sat back down on my bed with my head in my hands.

"Meditate on it Ezra." Kanan instructed.

"Okay, I will." I sighed.

"Call us if you need or want to. Talk to you soon." Hera said.

"Okay, bye." I said, looking up slightly.

"Bye bud." Kanan said then ended the call. Just then Alyssa ran in with panic on her face. I quickly got up and ran over to her. She was in while and red mandalorian armor.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Your gonna want to see this. It has to do with your lady friend."
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See yah in the next chapter