"What?" Hera gasped,
"What do you mean no?" Ezra said, his shoulders becoming stiff.
"I mean I don't want the job."
"But-,"
"The answer is no." I growled, marching back to my TIE.
"Please, don't go." Ezra pleaded, making me stop in my tracks. It was like I was back on the Imperial Starship all over again. Expect this time, me and Ezra were fighting with our words. I stormed off, climbing back into my TIE Fighter and flying away as fast as I could.
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I angrily threw my helmet away from me, running through cave system aimlessly. My violet lightsaber tore at the walls. Anger and hate fueling the pain, I put all my emotions into every stroke of the saber. I was trained to be a Jedi. To have control over my emotions, not to form attachments. Yet I ran away. I formed attachments and as far as my emotions went I was a loose cannon. I had failed everyone and to be honest, I was afraid of hurting them more if I took on the mission. So it was decided, I would have to make sure they didn't find me.
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Fiksi Penggemar"You are a Rebel. No matter what anyone says." Celeste Greys is broken. She lost the only family she ever knew. Her best friends, her mentor and any connection she had to her Father- gone when she left the Ghost Crew. Even though it is said time he...
