Ezra's P.O.V
I groaned. The first thing I realized that whatever the bed was made out of was cold and hard. I opened my eyes and blinked a couple times taking in my surroundings. A light hung above was on while everything else in the room was pitch black. I tried to move to then see that I was restrained to a platform.
Where am I? Did the Empire capture me? I knew I shouldn't of followed that hallucination, I thought, frustrated.
"I see you are awake," a man's voice came.
My eyes scanned the shroud of shadows looking for the source of the voice.
"Who's there?" I asked, narrowing my eyes and trying to see through the darkness. Footsteps approached from behind as the person walked around the platform I was strapped too. Cold blue eyes met mine and a knowing smirk graced his lips.
No way, was my first thought. This had to be an illusion. A trick. This isn't real! This isn't him! This isn't-
"Can't say hello to your own father, I see?" My "dad" joked. I glared at the man and gritted my teeth.
"No, this is just an illusion. A sick hallucination by the Puppet Master! You aren't here! You're not real!" I yelled at the fake. The man seemed discouraged by my disbelief then took a hold of my chin to make me look into his eyes before slapping me across the face.
"Does that feel like an illusion, boy?" My "dad" questioned. A tingling sensation burned my cheek as I kept repeatedly denying the fact that this was truly my father. He was Infected! The Empire didn't have the cure! Did they? More debate was going on in my mind but I was always stuck in the middle.
"Now, you are going to listen and listen very carefully to me," the man spoke.
"And why should I?" I spat back.
"Or your rebel friend will take your consequences," he answered. My blood ran cold and gulped the fear of having Kanan pay for my problems. I wasn't sure what to do after that. What was I supposed to say? I couldn't let Kanan get hurt but no way I was going to help them.
I growled, "What do you want?"
He smiled deviously.
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Tua's P.O.V
I was finally released from the med room in which I was cured. I watch Kira color pictures of some...interesting characters. Hera, Ahsoka, Cornelius, and Sato were in the room next to us having an emergency meeting about Ezra.
No one has seen him in a couple of days and as a mother, I worried for the child's safety. They spent those days searching the forest for any clues to where the youth may have gone but there is still no hints or clues. Nothing, like he just disappeared in thin air.
Hera had a theory that he may have gone to save Kanan and covered his tracks without anyone noticing. Yet, we all knew that wasn't true. Ezra wouldn't have gotten far out of the forest without running into a problem. The rebel base and Cornelius's lab were the only safe places in these dark trees.
Of course, it's been really...quiet in these horrid woods lately. No rambunctious shrill of Infected or psychotic laughter from murderous human-eating monsters.
It made this place even scarier with how quiet things have gone. Something big was happening and everyone is only worried about getting the Cure this and that.
My eyes locked onto my little girl's picture of a dark figure with red eyes and outlined a white figure with sky blue eyes staring at each other.
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A Blessing and a Curse
FanfictionThe Puppet Master sees all. He hears all. Knows all. Controls all. He will do anything to get his hands on the ultimate power. Even if it means "removing" anything that gets in his way. ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// A m...
