Darth Minar

Chapter 25

SIX MONTHS LATER

Ezra was integrating nicely back to normal life; completely void of the dark side, he seemed genuinely happy again.  Kanan and Ezra trained and meditated nearly every night. The worst of the storm seemed over for the young Jedi, especially since all signs of Minar were erased.  He was back to his cheery, and no doubt smug, self.  

With the return of the young man, the entire Ghost crew seemed more light-hearted and happy than they'd been in months.  Their family was back together again.  

But Kanan was still plagued with the calls from the dark side.  

He felt as if he'd never be whole again, but that wouldn't stop him from fighting for the light.  He had a young Padawan to train and protect, and nothing would stop him from seeing it through this time.  

Along with that, Ezra had received all his titles back, and had once again become a prominent member of the rebellion.  They were growing closer and closer everyday to ending the Empire, and the thought alone made Ezra shiver.  He wanted an end to the  Empire so bad, he couldn't help but hope it would be over soon.  He wanted it to be over soon.  

"Ezra!  Ezra!  Snap out of it!"  Ezra heard Kanan snap lightly.  He'd zoned out during their training again.  "Ezra, you have to stop zoning out, if you zone out while fighting like this, you could get seriously injured."  

"Yeah, yeah, I know."  Ezra answered with a sigh.  He looked around to catch rebels passing by and giving him weird looks.  Nothing new.  

Ezra had become a sith lord, broken into the base and terrorized everyone, and then died.  Of course he was going to get some weird looks, but he didn't expect them to last this long.  It's been six months since his miraculous recovery, and some people still felt he didn't belong.  

"I know what's going through your head, Ezra, and you shouldn't worry about it.  You can't control people, but they will come around eventually."  Kanan said, moving to put his hand on his padawan's shoulder.  Ezra sighed, pulling his master into a quick hug.  Kanan was surprised at first, but quickly repaid the affection.  

"I love you, Kanan," Ezra whispered, very audible.  Kanan smiled softly, sensing Hera's presence approaching and a swell of love coming forth.  The pair let go slowly, Ezra meeting Hera's eyes as she approached.  He smiled quickly, hailing her with a quick hello.  

"My Jedis, how are you today?  An early start I see?"  She inquired, positioning her hands on her hips as she spoke.  

"You know the way of us Jedi, up before the suns."  Ezra said with an eyeroll and a chuckle, causing Hera to sprout another smile.  

"Well, I came with news of a mission in need of two Jedi," she said, serious now.  "You've got Rex and Zeb coming too, they're preparing a shuttle."

"What exactly is the mission, Hera?"  Ezra asked with raised eyebrows.  Hera pulled out a holodisc and showed a hologram of a ship.  Kanan stiffened slightly.     

"I need the four of you to go to this Imperial Shuttle that belongs to-"

"-Vader."  Kanan answered simply, almost as if he could see.  "Isn't it a little soon, Hera?"  

"This order is straight from Sato, he needed the best of the best."  Hera answered with a small, slightly sad, smile.  "This is a recon and rescue mission.  An important rebel spy has been suspected within the ranks and needs an out."  Ezra nodded slightly.

"I'll go get ready."  Ezra said, running towards his quarters.  Kanan sighed and Hera took his hand.

"Oh, Kanan," she sighed.  "You're so cold, are you getting sick?  I can put someone else on the mission if you're not feeling up to it."  Kanan grunted slightly, shaking his head.