Happy Thanksgiving!
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This is my first FanFiction! I hope you read and review, if you have any suggestions that'd be great!
Sorry for the short Chapter, there will be a longer one up soon!
Thanks,
TheChosenOne260
It was a simple op; atleast that's what they were told. The rebellion knew no better.
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Ezra groaned, "Do we have to do this again?" He stretched out his stiff back. Kanan had been pressing hard on the training ever since Ezra had given him the scoop on the two new inquisitors. "You aren't trying!" Kanan sighed, before waving his arms in a cut gesture. "That's it for today," He walked up the ramp to the Ghost without another word. But, Kanan's mind was turning; Ezra's power was growing, he just didn't see it. "I thought there was no try," Ezra grumbled.
Ezra hated disappointing Kanan, but before he could say anything, Sabine interrupted. "Transmition from Ahsoka," she whispered. The mission was simple. Break into an Imperial Base and download some datafiles. "I though' she 'aid it would be a challenge?" Zeb grinned. The crew wasn't worried, especially not their youngest member.
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Ezra made his way through the endless maze of the ventilation system. "Tell me again why I have to do this?" He questioned.
" Hmmmmm, let's see….last time Zeb tried, I had to pull him out," Sabine quipped over the comm.
"It was one 'ime!" Zeb growled. Up in the vents, Ezra smirked. He prepared a come-back, "yea-?" but it quickly died.
He felt something cool, not cold, but definitely not normal. "Specter 6?" Sabine asked. "Are you there?" She knew Ezra could take care of himself, but he was the youngest, and therefore, she had to worry…at least, that's what she told herself. "Whe-Where else would I be?" Ezra asked innocently. But Sabine had heard the catch in his voice, "What is it? Do we need back-up? I can call in—"
"Karabast, Sabine, If I needed help, I'd call Kanan! Or you, of course" Ezra ackwardly covered. Sabine rolled her eyes. Now that he said it, it seemed like a good idea. "Kanan," Ezra said not bothering to use his code-name, "there's something wrong," he paused, "not- not cold," Ezra stopped taking a deep breath, "but wrong." He remembered the Sith Lord he had encountered before; it wasn't like this. The farther he crawled, the more he shivered. "Specter Six? I don't like this, get out of there!" Kanan sounded panicked.
"I haven't gotten the datafiles yet and-," Ezra continued oblivious.
"Just Get out of there NOW!" Kanan shouted. When Kanan raised his voice, you listened. He heard the rest of his crew shout warnings, their voices blurred together like one big explosion. Explosion. They were talking about an explosion. He had no time to move. No time to act.