Broken

The White Room

Sabine's P.O.V

'Should I look at the future?' I turned to face Billy.

'Probably not...' He replied.

'Can I?' I looked around the room.

'Yep...' He shrugged.

'Are you the Liberian?' I giggled.

'I guess...' He shrugged.

'Malia is Twilight, and Mason is Moondust. What does it mean?' I looked at him.

'Figure it out Sabine. I know you can.' He said, putting his hand on my chin.

'They weren't willing to serve the Empire though...' I looked away.

'The Emperor believes in some prophecy. Its probably not real, but apparently there's some kids who will bring peace. They are named, Moondust, Twilight, Caim, things like that.' Billy explained.

'Caim?' I looked up.

'Yeah, some dark side one...' Billy shrugged.

The real world...

"Morning Sabine!" Ezra said, holding himself above me.

"Mmmmm..." I  moaned. "Go back to bed..."

"Sabine, its eleven o'clock. Get up..." Ezra shook me.

"Ughh..." I sighed.

"Sabine..." He gave me 'the' look.

"Fine!" I sat up.

"Dont be so grumpy." He gave me my underwear. 

"Why do I have to get up? There is no mission today..." I moaned, while pulling my clothes on.

"Because there's a mission tomorrow?" He pulled me to my feet. "Hera was wondering whether we could get some supplies..."

"You could have said that in the first place..." I punched him in the shoulder, lightly.

I pulled on my Armor, then we headed to the Phantom.

On Lothal...

 Ezra started to whistle. I looked at him.

"What? I'm making myself look normal." He shrugged.

"If normal people look like a blueberry. Then yes, your normal..." I rolled my eyes.

"I like my eyes, and hair." He glared at me.

"Me too." I shrugged. "But, what would you look like with pink hair?" I looked at him.

"No! Sabine, no!" He put his hand up and backed away.

"Be careful Ezzy, you might his someone..." I giggled.

"Seriously Sabine? You are enjoying this way to much..." He elbowed me.

"But you like it." I kissed him. "Anyway. What do we need?" 

"Just, food, drinks and fuel." He shrugged.

"Cant be too hard." I shrugged. 

We walked through the middle of town. 

"Hello, citizens, your ID's please?" A woman in an imperial uniform walked up to us.

"We haven't been asked for our ID's before..." I looked at Ezra then at the woman.

The woman had a light grey Grand Admiral suit. She had green eyes, and her hair was practically white. The rest of her suit was black. She had a gun pinned on her side.