Omg you guys! I've finally worked up the courage to actually post one of these things i wrote! Im super pumped for someone to actually read it and (hopefully) not judge me too harshly. Anyway, I had this idea in a dream I had and was curious how the Ghost crew would handle such a situation.

Do I own Star Wars Rebels? HAHAHAHAHHA…..no…..no I don't….

"Ugh, this planet is horrible"

"You can say that again"

"This planet is horrible"

"I didn't mean it literally kid"

"Oh, sorry Kanan"

"It's fine"

The walked side by side through the tatooine marketplace, vendors, dealers, and consumers bustling about all over, making lots of noise. Periodically Ezra would hear the shouts of a disagreement, and then wince when the shouts were followed by the sound of a blaster.

"One things for sure," the padawan said to his master, "we aren't the only ones out here with a bounty on our heads."

"Ha! That's for sure. In here." Kanan pointed to a small building with a rounded shape. Ezra pulled his hood farther over his face and covered his nose and mouth with a spare strip of fabric, further shielding him from both the stinging sand being blown by the wind, as well as the watchful eyes of the many faces in the crowd. Kanan, was sporting a similar look, except instead of a cloak, he had a sand colored poncho draped over his shoulders, hiding the light saber at his belt.

They approached the door of the place and heard music coming from inside the door, which slid open automatically when they approached. Smoke and noise drifted out as the pair made their way inside the crowded cantina. Kanan approached the bar, Ezra following not far behind, and held up a hand signal to the bartender who ,after reaching under the counter, handed two cups to the jedi master. Kanan took them and handed one of them to his padawan before leaning close and telling him "whatever you do, don't drink it. Just hold on to it and stay close to me while I try to find the contact."

"Kanan..."

"What is it?"

Ezra replied by nodding his head in the direction of a table in the corner, at which a man was smiling with his feet crossed on top of the table, staring directly at him. "Think that's our guy?" Kanan turned his head in the direction of the stranger, nodding as if to say 'you?' The man returned the gesture with a gesture of his own, brushing up on his forehead twice before holding up two fingers in a salute like motion. This had been the agreed upon signal for the contact. Ezra's blue eyes flicked around in search of any prying eyes, but thankfully, everyone seemed too occupied with their drinks, and brawls.

Gradually, as to avoid attracting any attention, Kanan and Ezra made their way over to the table, dodging a few fistfights before finally sitting down.

The man was tall, and well built, but seemed rugged and his skin looked worn, like leather that had been left in the sun too long. He once, Ezra thought, must have been handsome, but age and stress seemed to have taken their toll on his looks. He wasn't evil looking by any means, but his smug expression gave Ezra an uneasy feeling that made him hesitant to sit down next to the stranger.

"You have the droid?" Kanan asked from the chair next to him.

"It's out back in the alley. You'll need to be quick, and avoid attracting attention, but you can go out that door," he motioned to a small archway just beyond the last table towards the back." follow the passage until you get outside, and I'll meet you there with the droid."

Kanan just nodded as he stood up. He placed a discrete hand Ezras shoulder leading him through the maze of people and tables.

Soon we were outside in the alley be hind the building. Kanan was exchanging information with our contact from inside before the man turned and lifted a cloth off of a few crates. Or at least what one would have thought had been crates, for underneath was a tiny mouse droid.

This had been what they had come for. One of their contacts had managed to steal an imperial mouse droid with a hard drive containing blueprints of the empires latest battle ship. The crew of the ghost had them been sent on a mission to the outer rim to pick it up. They had chosen tatooine for this particular job, because of the huge amount of criminal presence, and the relatively small amount of imperial interference. Still it was dangerous. Very few on this part of the planet could be trusted, and Kanan and Ezra were on the edge of their seats, ready to spring into action at a moments notice.

"Specter 1 to ghost. We've acquired the droid and will be heading to the rendezvous point as soon as possible. Ezra are you ready?"

But the padawan did not answer. He was too busy watching a commotion that was going on at the end of the alleyway. Their was a woman screaming as she held a small boy tightly in her arms. Around them was a group of scary looking men trying to remove the boy from her grasp. They soon suceeded, and the women let out a heart-wrenching wail.

"MOMMY!" The boys small voice cried out.

Something inside of Ezra snapped. The sight of a mother being torn from her child by a group of animals made the orphans insides begin to boil.

"Slave traders." Kanan spat out with disgust "Ezra? Ezra! Stop!" But it was too late he as he already taken off down the alleyway towards the skirmish. By the time Kanan got there, eight out of twelve of the men were already down, and within another ten seconds the other four were rolling on the ground in pain. Ezra picked up the boy. He must have been a bout three or four, with sandy brown hair and a tear streaked face. Gently he handed the boy to his mother who broke into sobs of thanks before running off to find shelter.

"Specter six!" Kanans voice was filled with disapproval. "That was-"

"I know, I know. I'm reckless and stupid, save the lecture for later. It's just," an expression of sadness washed over his face, "no child deserves to grow up without a mother."

Kanan instantly felt guilty. His disapproval dissolved into sympathy. "Wow, you got all these guys by yourself?" Karan laughed but it was cut short by Ezras glare in his direction "Let's just get back to the ship."

"But I don't want to go back out there!" Ezra whined, "I don't know if you noticed, but this planet is horrible"

"Don't be such a baby! Its just a little supply run." Hera tried to reason with the boy, "and, Zeb

will go with you, won't you Zeb?"

"What! Don't bring me into this!"

"Garazeb Orr-"

"Okay! Fine, fine. I'll go with the kid"

"Awe man. I but I jut got back."

They went back out to the miserable desert landscape, and it seemed to Zeb that he had only blinked, before Ezra disappeared. He searched around franticly, hoping for the kids blue head to pop up from behind a crate or something. "Oh oh" he said to himself "Kanans gonna kill me..."

So thats chapter one. I have already started on chapter two, and it should be up shortly. Was this chapter too short? Too long? Too...anything? I have no clue, still just testing the waters here

Please let me know what you think *puppy eyes*

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