Snowy Misfortune

The Young Trooper

Ezra focused his eyes at the Pau'an and gave a growl. Hatred glowed in his dark eyes.

At first the Imperial had seemed impressed, if not smug, but now he was thoroughly surprised.

"My hatred for you is ineffable..."

Hands clenched in fists and breathing low.

Angrily, he snarled. Using his force ability, Ezra picked up Agent Kallus -from where he had also stopped to stare- and threw him toward the Inquisitor. And since it statistically wouldn't be in the Imperial's best interest to injure one of his best Agents, the Inquisitor couldn't easily deflect the mass thrown his way.

When Kanan looked up, he felt fear strike him at the sight. Ezra's eyes glared a menacingly dangerous rage that could've only been possible in nightmares. And at that moment, Kanan's heart broke, knowing he had let his student down.

"Spector 5, how are things going?"

Sabine ran through the corridors of the ship, making her way to the area Zeb had told her.

"So for so good on my part. Spector 4 notified me of his location. Spector 1 and Spector 6 have yet to report."

Quickly disposing of troopers in front of her, Sabine turned a corner. Throwing a grenade behind her at all the other officers chasing her, she waited for the explosion to continue.

"Spector 4 sounds frantic. I think something might have taken a wrong turn. I'll assist and let you know."

"Copy that Spector 5. Ghost out."

Kanan watched in horror as Ezra threw around the ISB Agent with such force, he almost felt pity for the Imperial. From slamming him into the wall, to hitting him against the ceiling. But whatever it was, the surrounding few troopers didn't intend to interfere.

Once Ezra had thoroughly knocked out the Agent, he moved toward the Inquisitor. "This darkness...isn't that what you wanted for me, Inquisitor?" Tilting his head.

Standing his ground, said Imperial frowned. "Well you certainly got that down, boy."

Smirking, Ezra stopped right in front of the Pau'an, "Damn right!"

And in a flash, Ezra lunged forward and tackled the tall Imperial to the ground. Picking up the Inquisitor's light saber with the force, he threw it in the general direction of Kanan and Zeb.

Kanan cautiously took hold of it, unsure whether that pass had been intentional or not. Looking back, he noticed Sabine running forward. Followed by chasing troopers.

"Kanan! Zeb!" The lasat turned around and helped shoot the remaining chasers when Sabine joined them. "Hera is still maintaining her position, as well as Chopper. We're just waiting for you guys."

Once the troopers were disposed of, Kanan spoke up. "We have to get Ezra out of here."

Following her leader's gaze, Sabine did a double take at their youngest member. "What happened?"

"We came a bit too late."

Back on the Ghost, Hera became worried. A little nagging in her mind told her something might be going wrong, but now it throbbed with the knowledge that something is most likely wrong.

Refocussing, she managed to dodge fire from a TIE, and shot back, taking it out. "Well, at least this Star Destroyer didn't have more than one complete fleet of TIE fighters aboard, otherwise our ship would have been down long ago."

Proceeding to dodge and counter attack, Hera was thinking about all the things that could be happening on that Imperial ship.

A ring on her comm again brought her back to focus. Picking up, she heard angry yells and thumps.