Rise From The Ashes

Staying With Him

Alex's p.o.v.

An alarm woke me  up from one of my nightmares. The lights were flashing red and I could hear storm troopers running outside my door.  Got up and opened my door. "Battle stations sir." A trooper tells me. I shut the door and turn on some warm water. The steam woke me up. Why did I have a feeling today was going to be a long day. 

I headed up to the control center. Lieutenant List was there. "Lieutenant List, are we under attack?" I ask. "No, and I attend to keep it that way." He looks out the window. "That shuddle reportably blasted its way out of the Lothal Airport. I'm moving to intercept. Prepare tractor beam." He says. "We have tractor lock." One of the officers says. "I'll head up the boarding party." I say. I had a bad feeling about this.  

We arrive at the shuttle and two storm troopers bring out a boy in an orange space suit. "Let go of me, you're making a mistake." I electric voice says. "Remove his helmet." I say. He takes it off to reveal Ezra Bridger. "What are you looking at, Imperial scum." He says. I try not to laugh. What was he doing here. "Sir you might want to see this." A trooper calls from inside the shuttle. I walk bast Bridger and into the shuttle. Two troopers were standing over a girl in an Agent's uniform. She groans and one of the troopers and I help her up. When she opened her eyes I knew for sure who it was. Emily. "Are you hurt ma'am?" One of the troopers asks. "No, I'm fine, I was being transferred to Admiral Thrawn's fleet. When I was getting ready to take off, the bounty hunter came behind me and shot me." She explains. "I'm Agent Calrie." She finishes. "Come with me." I say. She follows me out of the shuttle. "Is this the boy that shot you?" I ask her. "Yes." She says glaring at him. "Serves you right." Bridger says. I see Emily's fist clench. They were very good actors. "Bring him to the detention cells." I say. I walk next to Emily. "What are you doing here?" I whisper. "We will explain every thing." She whispers back. 

We arrive at the detention cells and the troopers throw Ezra into one. "Leave us, we will interrogate her ourselves." Emily says. They nod and leave. I use my code cylinderto turn off the cameras. "I can't believe you actually shot me!" Emily yells. "How else was it supposed to be convincing?" Ezra asks. "I don't know, maybe I could have just lied down on the floor!" She yells back. I push them apart. "Ok this is off topic, you can handle your sibling disputes later. Do you realize how dangerous it is for you to be here. If anyone recognizes you.." I was cut off by Ezra. "They won't. You know how big the Empire is, most troopers don't even know what I look like." He says. "And you?" I ask Emily. "I'm marked dead on Imperial records and all my data was moved from Imperial to Rebel once I join. So I just hacked into the Imperial data-banks and put in a fake name and information." She explains. "You just, hacked in, to the Empire?" I ask. She nods her head and smiles. "You guys know that if you're discovered I will be arrested for treason?" I ask. "Well you might be anyway. We think the Empire was monitoring your last fulcrum transmission." Ezra explains. "So you got captured just to warn me?!" I shout. How stupid are they? "Oh come on Alex, you know us better than that, we are here to rescue you. You're finally going to join the Rebels!" She shouts with a big smile. "I don't have a choice do I?" I ask. "Nope." She says. I sigh and give her a small smile. "Wait, you can smile?!" Ezra jokes. I roll my eyes and Emily punches him in the shoulder. "I guess we will have to, work together." I say holding out my hand. "Open this door!" I hear Lieutenant List yell from outside the door. Emily smirks. She takes my hand and puts it into a fist, then nods at Ezra. I smirk and punch him. I guess Emily thought it was pay back for him shooting her. 

"Stop! I'll tell you anything!" Ezra shouts as the door opens. "A confession already? You are good, but it will have to wait. Grand Admiral Thrawn's fleet has arrived and he has summoned us aboard. Bring the prisoner!" List says. "Why the prisionor?" Emily asks. "To show how affective I am against the Rebel  insurgents here on Lothal." List says. "He's not a Rebel, he's a bounty hunter." I say. "He is from Lothal, that is enough." List says. We walk out of the cell. "He sure is full of himself isn't he?" Emily ask. I scoff. "You have no idea." I whisper back. She laughs a little.