Darth Minar

Chapter 22

As Ezra floated in his consciousness, he saw darkness.  He saw nothing, he heard nothing.  He felt nothing, he smelled nothing, he tasted nothing.

He was nothing.

All he knew was darkness, but a sudden flash of light, and he was now somewhere.  Not floating in nothingness, but a room that looked all too familiar.  Was the Force trying to tell him something?

In the distance he saw himself, standing in a circle of light.  A voice suddenly surrounded him, and he remembered.

"Tell me, why must you become Jedi?"  Master Yoda's voice echoed, a voice Ezra hadn't recognized or known at the time.  The watched his younger self suddenly become flustered, staring at the ceiling.

"I don't know, I guess because Kanan believes I can."  His voice was soft and somewhat reserved.  He looked tired and exasperated, and Ezra remembered the day well.  

"Ah, Kanan thinks you can."  Yoda taunted in understanding.  "Hm.  And you?"  

"Well, I'll become stronger, powerful."  Ezra answered immediately.  Yoda exhaled.

"Oh, power, you seek."   Yoda stated.  Ezra became frantic, and began to speak darkly.

"I'd make the Empire suffer for everything it did."  He vowed, spitting words like acid.  "For everything it took!"  He began to shout now.  "For my parents!  I-I don't want to be helpless anymore!"  He shouted, fear and anger clouding him and he scowled.  

"Jedi way is revenge?  Teach this, your master did?"  Yoda questioned.   Ezra became frantic yet again, and shook his head.

"No, Kanan would never."  Ezra spoke with authority, he spoke with no fear.  "He's a good master, a great master-" He added for credibility and support.  Ezra stared at the ceiling in disbelief, searching for the source of the voice who questioned everything he said.

"Then why seek you revenge?"  Yoda asked.    

"I don't!"  Ezra insisted fearlessly, glaring.  Yoda made an unimpressed noise.

"Inside you, much anger, much fear," Ezra shook his head.  He was becoming angry, proving Master Yoda's words to be true.

"I just want to protect me and my friends!"

"And this is why you must be Jedi?"

"Yes, and not just them, everyone."  Ezra had settled down.  Looking onto the scene still, he remembered his clouded emotions from that day.  "I'll protect everyone."  He paused for a second, thinking on his words and sighing.

"Before I met Kanan, I only ever thought of myself.  But, Kanan and the rest, they don't think like that.  They help people, they give everything away and I see it.  I see how it makes people feel."  Ezra stared forward now, a sadness overtaking him.

"Feel, yes!"  Yoda exclaimed.  "How?"

"Alive."  Ezra answered without skipping a beat.  "They feel alive.  Like I do now."

"Good, good."  Yoda answered, and suddenly the room was engulfed in a sea of stars.  A sense of floating over came him yet again, but in a positive way.  Yoda continued to speak.

"Ahead of you a difficult path, there is, Padawan.  A Jedi you may yet be. "  And that's when a light, a star it seemed or a spirit, brighter than the others began to float towards him.  He held up his hands towards it, a shard or a crystal, brilliant and glowing landed in his grasp.  Ezra smiled, a sense of joy and awe overcoming him yet again.  He was curious, and examined it carefully.