Rebel Scum

Chapter 6 - What She's Worth

I must have blacked out, because the next thing I know I hear my name being called, my eyes open and take time to adjust, but the blur turns out to be Ezra.

"Soren... Soren, wake up..." he says softly, still working at the lock.

"Ezra?" I ask, even to me the sound of my voice is quiet. I'm exhausted.

"Did they hurt you?" he asks, knowing they did but for some reason he asked. I see the look of anger as he looks over my cut and bruised body.

"I'll... be fine, but one of the inquisitors is here. You shouldn't have come, they're using me as bait."

"We know, and we don't care, we came to save you and that's what we'll do!" The lock snaps open and my body is no longer held to the iron board. I fumble into Ezra's arms and he helps me up. "Can you walk?" he asks.

"I'm sure I can... I just need a minute."

"We don't really have a minute."

He opens the cell door and looks back and forth, holding tighter to me. Seeing nothing, he helps me out, my legs still feel numb and my head pulses.

He stays silent, I know he's angry.

After hobbling along for a while I stretch my arms and legs, bending my back and wincing at the slight resistance they give me. "I think I'll be alright."

"Good, Zeb, Kanan, and Sabine are working on our distraction. Let's go." He leads and I follow. We race down the hallways of the destroyer. When I frown, realizing there's no stormtroopers.

"Ezra, why aren't there any troopers around?"

"I was just wondering the same thing... Specter one?" Ezra calls into his comlink. "No answer..."

"They're jamming the comms," I say, hiding the fear that something bad happened to them.

"Something doesn't feel right," he says quietly, stopping in his tracks and pulling me back. He stands there silently, then suddenly grabs my hand and begins to run in the direction we just came from. I look behind us and see the Inquisitor and some troopers darting after us. My eyes widen, I didn't feel that. I look at Ezra, his eyes focused and intense. He knows so much more than I do.

We run and duck and dive, trying our best to evade our aggressors. Yet it gets harder, they're much faster than we are.

"Ezra," I say breathlessly, "we need to think of something, we're going nowhere fast..."

"I know..." he whispers, "Have any ideas?"

"Maybe... you said they were going to start a distraction. What if we take these bucket heads and use the distraction to distract."

He looks at me and I know he understands what I'm thinking. "Do you know where they are?" I ask. "Running around this whole destroyer seems like a lot."

He smiles at me and nods, "Follow me."

I obey and we both cut corners, diving down the hallways in a flurry.

All of a sudden I see troopers running down the hallway in front of us, we both instantly skid to a halt. I grab Ezra's hand and run in the opposite direction. He's shocked at first by my touch but instantly is reminded of the situation when the Stormtroopers start shooting at us. I assume his shock is because I grabbed his hand the past two times of him doing it not counting. I look behind me and see they've stopped shooting. Ezra pulls us back, then I see why, we're surrounded.

"Nowhere to run," he whispers.

"Running wouldn't do anything anyway," says the robotic voice of the Inquisitor, "Surrender young Jedi. For your sake, and for hers."