Firstly, before people start yelling at me about using someone work, 'Sakura245' allowed me to use it, so don't flame me, it's not nice.

Now that's out of the way… I read, 'Freezing Darkness' from 'Sakura245' and I got an idea from it. It will be kinda the same but my version will be more violent (with torture, punishment, and death) and with a ship that you don't see a lot. But because I love seeing these two are together, this fanfiction will have Ezra x Seventh Sister and maybe more ships in future chapters. Now let us get into the story.

Disclaimer: Don't own or ever will own star wars rebels except for future OC's.

Chapter 1

Ezra hadn't made it.

By saving Sabine, Zeb and Chopper, he doomed himself, but make no mistake, he wasn't dead. He wasn't exactly "great either". Ezra could still remember everything that happened, he leaned his head back against the cold hard metal wall of an imperial ship's cell. The binders that had his arms bound together had begun to eat at his skin making his hands numb, and his head felt as though it had been, crushed and jumped on, and put back together the wrong way. Ezra had the female Inquisitors to thank for that. How did he end up like this? He asked himself, However, he didn't understand why he would ask himself a question like that, he already knew.

***Flashback***

As Ezra left his master and the clone to yell at each other again, He assigned himself with Zeb, Sabine, and Chopper to go on a mission, to retrieve medical supplies. Sure, Ezra knew he would be in trouble when he returned, but he really didn't need to listen to both his trainers bickering with each other. However when they arrived at the old abandoned clone medical ship, Ezra had a sick feeling that they would be in trouble soon but as he continued the mission, nothing bad happened. However, when he heard Chopper was in trouble he knew his instincts were right, he had to get there fast, Ezra might have hated him, but he was still a part of the crew. They came out of an air vent thinking they found Chopper, but Sabine and Ezra must have taken a wrong turn because he what he heard was not Chopper's voice but a human and not one of the Ghost crew.

"My pet told me you were here, I've been searching for you for some time," A female voice said up ahead wrapped in the shadows.

Ezra first thought, was that the imperial army had paid a bounty hunter to kill the Ghost crew. However, as Ezra thoughts become words, the female's only answer was just an evil, almost demented, laugh followed by an emotionless voice.

"Guess again" as she comes out of the shadows and activates her lightsaber showing herself to be the one thing he feared the most, an Inquisitor.

"You're an Inquisitor," Ezra said trying to suppress the fear in his voice but failed miserably.

"Oh, good, you know what I am, so then I won't have to explain it to you then, so you know what comes next", she said seriously as she slowly followed the retreating rebels, with her droids following her.

As they slowly moved back to try an escape, Sabine started shooting at the many droids that circled her, trying to kill, with their electric charge.

As Sabine was fighting her battle, Ezra was engaging the Inquisitor, he used everything Kanan taught him but Ezra was easily pushed away and the Inquisitor activated the spinning dish in the middle of the blades and it started to spin.

She could sense the fear emitting from the young apprentice increase.

"We have to run Sabine" like Kanan said, "it's never a fair fight". Ezra knew if they stayed, it would turn bad.

We need to find Zeb and Chopper. As they turned a corner, they couldn't believe their eyes, another Inquisitor.

"Ah, not who we're looking for".

As they, both ran away to a different hallway with both Inquisitors slowly closing in. "How many of these guys are here"?

Sabine shouted to Ezra. "Two! Go, go"! Sabine shouted at me as they ran to another hallway leading to a closed door.

Sabine quickly opened it and ran through. However, the female Inquisitor would not let the apprentice leave so easily, so using the force she stopped him in his tracks while her droids moved toward him and wrapping their vice-like death grip on his legs and pulling him further away from escape.

Ezra knew there was no way they both could get away so Ezra reacted with instinct, activated his lightsaber and destroyed the control panel, allowing Sabine to escape but Ezra was not so lucky. As soon as Ezra destroyed the control panel. He heard the Inquisitor slowly walking to him, while her droids clamped onto him and the door allowing no escape.

The female Inquisitor now in talking distance stole Ezra lightsaber and with such an emotionless voice as their last conversation "Such a noble act, just like a Jedi".

"I'm learning", he might have been caught but that doesn't mean he'll act serious about. "However, not quite enough", she said with a happy sarcastic voice that surprised and angered Ezra. However, before Ezra could answer back to the Inquisitor, she deflected a lightsaber attack from the other Inquisitor that would have killed him, though Ezra was pleased that he wasn't dead, he knew he probably wouldn't like why the female Inquisitor would want him alive.

"I'm surprised to see you here Fifth Brother." The Female Inquisitor said while pushing him away from the apprentice.

"The kill is mine, Seventh Sister." The Inquisitor known as the Fifth Bother said with anger laced venom in his voice.

"You are short-sighted. We can use the boy as bait to draw in the others. Now find the girl now". The Inquisitor known as Seventh Sister said in a serious voice.

The Fifth Brother listened to the command giving and left with two droids. As the droids holding Ezra's hands left with the brother leaving only one holding his shoulder, Ezra tried to take it off, while the Sister stared at him, amused at his attempts but after a while of staring at him, well she did have work to do.

"Now, you and I are gonna have a talk," she said as she turned her way to Ezra, and if you're good, maybe some of your friends will survive, The Seventh Sister said, while in a sweet but threatening way as she ran her clawed, gloved hand across his face.

With the force, the Sister moved Ezra to the Command Station as it was the easiest place to hold him and interrogate.

"You handle a lightsaber well, apprentice," the Inquisitor sneered.

"Well, I've got some time, if you wanted a lesson," Ezra smirked.

The mask around her face split into portions and slid out of the way, revealing her face. She gave an evil smile.

"You have great potential," she said, taking a step back. "But perhaps it is I that might teach you, as your master never achieved the rank of Jedi Knight, did he?" she sat in a chair and one of her robots climbed up behind her.

"Maybe not," Ezra murmured, leaning away. "But he took out the last Inquisitor, so I think I'll just stick with him," he smiled.

"Yes," the Sister mused. "The death of the Grand Inquisitor was a surprise to all," she ignited Ezra's lightsaber. "But it does present a chance for the rest of us with," she stood and angled the lightsaber at his neck. "New opportunities. There are many hunting you now, she smirked. "All intent on killing you," she leaned towards him and angled the lightsaber in between them. "And your master," she looked at him. "Does that frighten you?"

Ezra sighed. "If you were going to kill me, you would've already done it," he said.

The Inquisitor stood. "Kill you?" She said, pretending to sound startled. "I don't have any plans to kill you," she reached out her hand. Then she closed it. "Yet,"

All the Sister wanted was the location of Rebels, probably to kill them which Ezra would not allow. So he would fight with all his will.

"Why can you just not cooperate? Why do you compel me to inflict pain? You know we'll find the others, so why not just tell me where they are?" The Sister asked finally starting to get annoyed.

To which Ezra answered back, because unlike you, I can shut up, you're like a broken protocol droid.

"Shh, Hmm. You hide your fear well. Poor child. If, only you had the power to protect your friends." The Seventh sister said with what sounded like actual pitty.

"Shows what you know. I'm growing more powerful every day." Ezra said with "Unfortunate there's no one left to train you, the Jedi of old is dead". The Sister said in a serious voice

"Not all of 'em". Ezra said, wanted to prove her wrong "We know about Ahsoka Tano," Sister said again with her emotionless voice again

"Who's Ahsoka Tano?" Ezra lied trying to protect whomever he could

"As pretty as you are"…

"What?" Ezra interrupted

"I only need you alive. That doesn't mean in one piece." Sister said like Ezra hadn't just interrupted her.

The Sister ignited her lightsaber and pointed it near his neck. "Now, where's Ahsoka Tano?" Sister asked again getting frustrated by the second.

Just when Ezra thought, she would kill him right there on the spot, the brother arrived holding Sabine by the neck.

"What has the boy revealed?" The fifth brother said dropping Sabine on the floor.

To which the sister answered back with a snappy comeback, "Nothing I wish to share".

"Contact your rebel friends and bring them here. That's all I ask." The sister said trying to be calm with him again.

"Let me think about that. Ezra took a while like he was actually decided to do what she wanted before ended with a snappy comeback saying. "Uh, no."

"Contact your friends." The Sister now yelling,

"I'm not talking to you right now. Sabine, where's Zeb?" Ezra asked

"We tried to fight, but Zeb never had a chance," Sabine said, not wanted to believe it herself

"What are you saying?" Ezra said started to fear what she meant.

"Your friend is dead." She wanted to create fear in the mind of the apprentice, fear would make him tell, what he knew.

But what she felt through the force, was not fear but hope, after their Rebel commander called in for a check-up.

"Hello, Spectre-6, come in. Uh, do you read? This is Commander Meiloorun." Zeb said "Uh, Commander Meiloorun. Yes, I can hear you." Sabine said

"You missed your check-in. Am I correct in assuming mechanical difficulties have your craft stranded again, and you're in need of help with repairs?" Zeb said

"Answer him." The Sister said in a serious voice.

"Commander, we, uh, we can handle everything. No need for you or the others," Sabine said, trying to deceive the Inquisitors and the fifth brother believed it, but picked Sabine by the neck to try to change Ezra's mind.

"No, Commander. We changed our mind. We could use some help. Bring Kanan, and you better bring Ahsoka too." Ezra said as he didn't want Sabine to die

"Very well. Meet you in Bay Six. And don't worry. We'll fix everything. Just keep your chin up and it'll all be fine." Zeb said and the communication ended

"Well, let's go now. Don't have all day." The Sister said in her playful tone, she loved it when a plan went right.

"Chin up. What does that mean Ezra said, he didn't understand what Zeb meant by that." Ezra got his answer though when he looked up and saw the phantom attached to the ceiling with Zeb and Chopper in it. I quickly tapped Sabine's shoulder and pointed up, before either one of the Inquisitor saw, and she understood straight away.

However, one of the Sister's droids saw the phantom as well and responded straight away with informing its master. The Sister heard and looked up.

His cover was blown. He had to act fast. Detaching and shooting at the Inquisitors while Sabine and Ezra ran to the ship. He did it, they might actually all get out of hearing alive.

Escape had been within his grasp, so close that he could taste it. As Zeb continued to shot at the inquisitors from the Phantom, he and Sabine ran. He was sure that they'd make it. He was half right, because only Sabine got to the ship. One moment he was be her side, the next, a cold embrace grabbed his neck and yanked him backwards.

It pulled him to the ground, ripping the air from his lungs. Ezra sat up and shook his head to try to clear the ringing in his ears. When his vision came into better focus, he could make out the hangar doors closing, the Phantom being held back by the Force, and the Seventh Sister keeping him from moving with the Force.

It all seemed to be a blur after that. Ezra could only really process a few things, Sabine's face in the back of the Phantom, the cold surrounding him, and the absolute knowledge that if Zeb, Sabine, and Chopper didn't escape at that moment, the whole Ghost crew would die. No! He couldn't let that happen!

Summoning all of his will, Ezra felt the coldness around him become a part of him. He was barely aware of Sabine yelling or the frantic beating of his own heart. As the ship burst forward into space, he said the same two words that he said when he and Sabine first met the inquisitors. "Sabine, run!" A sonic wave seemed to release from him, sending the ship flying and the inquisitors staggering backwards.

He could sense it deep down, that he'd used the dark side. Just as what happened last time, his legs buckled, his skin felt frozen, and his mind was foggy. Another second passed, and just as quickly as the sudden rush of power came, it left. He collapsed, unmoving on the floor. He didn't have time to breath before a large hand lifted him off the floor by his neck.

Ezra was conscious enough to panic as the grip tightened. "You will pay with your life for that." The boy was almost sure that he'd see a red blade in front of his face, but instead, the hand around his neck just kept tightening. He wouldn't be surprised if a few of the bones in his neck were breaking. "Yeah, well." He choked out. "I'd say it was a decent bargain." He tried to take a ragged breath in as this clamp around his neck cut off his air supply completely. His fingers clawed at the hands that held him there; his feet kicked out against the empty air.

He couldn't hear it well, but the Seventh Sister said something, yelled it more like. Then, he was thrown against the wall like a ragdoll. His head hit first, then the rest of him, after that, he fell to the ground in a small, coughing heap. Ezra didn't get a chance to recover before once again he was lifted by his neck. It wasn't tight enough to keep him from breathing, but it was enough to keep his breaths labored. "Really," A female voice said. "He will be much more useful to us if we keep him alive." The pressure on his throat doubled, and that was his last memory.

When he came to, he was on the floor of an unfamiliar ship. His hands were still bound at the wrist, and he felt sick. Slowly, bit by bit, he raised himself to sitting position. It hurt like heck, but leaning against the wall offered him some support.

When his eyes focused, he could tell that he was in some sort of imperial prison. He knew that it'd been a completely sad, naive hope, but he hoped so hard that the encounter with the Inquisitors had been a dream.

***End flashback***

In any case, he didn't regret his decision. Sabine, Zeb, and Chopper escaped. Kanan would come to his rescue. It would all be okay, he knew it, but doubt came into his mind. The two inquisitors. He'd forced himself to sound so sure when he was being interrogated, so sure of his master's strength and power, but in truth, all he could do was hope. Kanan will come get me. I'll live. He won't be killed. Everything will work out. Ezra thought, trying to will himself to have faith.

They hadn't abandoned him. Maybe it looked like it at first glance, but he knew that Sabine and Zeb were aware that they couldn't face the inquisitors alone. They needed a Jedi to do that. Ezra knew it, they'd be back.

He tried to look on the bright side of the situation. He was alive, for the time being. They probably didn't plan on killing him too soon. Or wait, that last one was probably a bad thing…

He groaned as a headache struck hard. Maybe it was from how many times his head got hit, maybe it was because he tried to use the Force to contact Kanan. Either way, it sent waves of pain over his body. He tried to ignore it and think about the bright side again. At least I'm not being interrogated again. He thought, satisfied with himself for coming up with a reason to be thankful for something.

The door slid open, and he found himself looking into eyes as cold and unrelenting as a night's sky. Ezra didn't even try to hide a sigh of annoyance. Great job, Ezra. You just had to say something. The next few hours of his life would not be easy.

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