"Kanan!" Ezra screamed. "NO!"
He watched in horror as the crimson blade pierced his master's body.The Inquisitor laughed at the pathetic boy as he stared in terror.
"Your master is dead, my boy. And so are your friends! But if you wish to live you can always come to the darkside."
"Never!" Ezra backed away from the Inquisitor.
A nasty smile slid across his face. "Never is such a long time."
Ezra ignited his lighsaber preparing for the worst.
"Honestly your going to fight me? You think you can defeat me?" The Inquisitor asked incredulously. Ezra didn't think for a second he could defeat the Inquisitor, his master had failed and he knew he would too. He had just lost his only family it didn't matter what happened to him now. He attacked first in an effort to gain the upper hand but, his attacks were weak. The Inquisitor easily avoided them and wrenched Ezra's lightsaber out of his hands. Using the Force the Inquisitor lifted him up above the floor, tightening an invisible hand around Ezra's neck.
"Your quite strong in the Force. The Empire could always use someone like you." The Inquisitor mused.
"No!" Ezra croaked. The Inquisitor flicked his wrist sending him slamming into a large rock. Ezra fought to remain conscious but darkness won out, as it always does.
When Ezra awoke he found himself in a small, cold detention cell lit only by dim blue lights, illuminating the black walls. Blood still trickled out of his nose and mouth, small cuts across his body stained his clothes. The Inquisitor stepped into the room, startling Ezra.
"Ah good, your awake." He smiled, sending a chill down Ezra's spine.
"What do you want?" Ezra spat, trying to sound braver than he felt.
"To teach you." He leaned closer to him. "Wether you like it not."
Ezra glared defiantly at him. "You have nothing to teach me fang face!"
"We shall see about that." Grabbing a fist full of Ezra's hair the Inquisitor dragged him out of the cell.
"Ah! Let go!" The Inquisitor ignored Ezra pulling him down the corridor and into a dark room, lights flickered on as they entered.
"Now, now, be a good student and obey your master." He said letting go of Ezra.
"You're not my master!" Ezra shouted, glaring at the Inquisitor. He laughed menacingly.
"Oh, is that so? Well, if you won't join the darkside willingly then there is always the alternative." His stare was cold and ruthless. Ezra glared back, but he was begining to have doubts in the back of his head. The Inquisitor scoffed at him.
"Theyr'e always so defiant at the begining." He turned and walked out of the room locking the door behind him.
"Hey!" Ezra shouted kicking the door, he felt so scared and alone. He had lost everything in just a few short hours. The Ghost had been destroyed along with Hera, Chopper, Zeb and Sabine. Ezra choked back the emotions that threatened to drown him. Kanan was gone too, there was no one left, no one left that cared about him. Suddenly the floor begin to shake violently, hidden blasters mounted on the walls fired in every direction. Ezra scrambled out of the way, but a shot hit him the leg. He yelped in pain and crawled behind one of the many obstacles that were set up around the room he was in. Looking around Ezra saw a exit at the opposite end of the room. There was no way he could reach it in one piece, blaster cannons lined the walls, crates and barriers were scattered about. The floor had quit shaking much to Ezra's relief, it was short lived though as holodroids entered the room behind him.
