Hello readers it is I the EmpireEmpress with my first fan-fiction. Due to my extreme geekiness and large imagination I am determined to make this a wonderful story.

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Ezra's POV

The rain softly pattered against the Ghost as I sat on the ramp looking out at the once beautiful city of Lothal. A small loth-cat had wandered its way over to me and snuggled up against my leg. The soft sound of the rain and the familiar scent of the tall grass made my eyelids heavy as lead. I fell asleep but I soon awoke to the sound of blasters.

"Sabine grab the top gun, Zeb grab the crates." Shouted Hera. I stood up and ran to grab the second crate Zeb was pushing.

"Where have you been kid?" Zeb asked as he slid me one of the crates across the dew covered grass.

"Stop the chit-chat and hurry up." Hera shouted from the cockpit. Zeb and I ran as fast as we could to get to the ramp of the Ghost. We were almost home free when a crimson blade came out of nowhere and sliced right through my shoulder.

"Karabast!" I shouted in pain as I grabbed my injured shoulder. We made it to the ramp and threw the crates into the ship. I turned around to attempt to catch a glimpse of who threw the lightsaber. In front of a platoon of soldiers stood a tall figure in a black cloak with a girl beside him, holding a deep red lightsaber.

Kanan's POV

I ran from the cockpit to the bay to find an injured Ezra with Zeb leaning over him. I kneeled next to him and examined his shoulder.

"Stop it, I'm fine." The teen protested. He stood up and walked to his room. I followed him in. He sat on his bunk as he wrapped his shoulder.

"Ezra, you know that you're not alone anymore. You don't have to act like it, we're here to help you." I told him as I sat next to my young padawan.

"I know Kanan, but I can still do things myself. Plus it's only a small cut." Ezra said as he rubbed his shoulder. I put my hand on his good shoulder and looked into his bright blue eyes.

"I know Ezra, just remember what I said." I got up and left the room. I entered the cockpit and sat with a sigh.

"How's Ezra?" Hera asked as she flipped buttons and switches to pilot the ship.

"He's stubborn like normal." I said as I leaned back in my chair. Hera sat next to me and put her hands on mine.

"It'll get better love, just give it time." Hera said as she softly kissed my cheek. Chopper came crashing in as Zeb chased him.

"Come back here! I'm gonna turn you into a pile of scrap metal." Zeb growled as he attempted to hit Chopper with his fists. Chopper tased Zeb causing him to fall into the wall pushing pushing some of the buttons. The Ghost shook, Hera flipped some switches until the Ghost was still again.

"Garazeb Orrelios! Chopper! You know better than to bust in here fighting. Both of you will be cleaning the Ghost when we land." Hera scolded. Zeb's ears went down.

"But Hera…" Zeb began to protest.

"No buts, I want the vents spotless." Hera ordered. Zeb and Chopper shuffled out of the room.

Sabine's POV

I leaned against the counter in the kitchen as I sipped some tea. Ezra walked in, his blue hair was a little messy, but his eyes were still bright.

"How's the shoulder?" I asked as he grabbed a cup of tea. He stood next to me.

"Killing me. How's the paintings?" He asked as he rubbed his shoulder.

"I've got a little painter's block but I'll get over it." I replied. The Ghost landed in Garel. We walked down the ramp to enter the city.

"You have until sundown. Zeb, Chopper, you two will be staying here." Hera informed us. Zeb's ears went down as Chopper grumbled. I walked up to Zeb.

"It could be worse, you could be cleaning the exhaust vents." I joked as I walked with Ezra.

"We are cleaning the exhaust vents." Zeb complained. Ezra laughed, Chopper rolled up to him and gave him a couple shocks.

"Hey!" exclaimed Ezra. Zeb grabbed Chopper by the head and dragged him into the Ghost. I walked with Ezra and Kanan into the city. We were surrounded by people of all sorts of different races. Ezra tapped me on the shoulder. He looked at me as he strolled up to an Imperial lieutenant and grabbed the com-link out of his pocket. Ezra ran into the crowed. I started to follow until I saw him return the com-link to the same lieutenant's pocket.

"Now watch the magic happen." Ezra grabbed a stinkfriut and threw it at the lieutenant. Ezra grabbed my hand and pulled me into an ally. He began to climb up the building, I followed. On the rooftop we saw the lieutenant covered in stinkfriut, pull out his com to call for bucket-heads. When he took the com-link off of his face, a large black circle was left around his mouth. Ezra began to laugh and I did too.

Ezra's POV

I sat at the edge of the roof with tears in my eyes from laughing so hard. Sabine stood up, and began climbing down from the roof.

"We better get going, it's almost sundown." She said as she slid down the building's wall. I followed her. We began to weave our way through the crowd. A group of men in black with scars covering their deformed faces cut me off from Sabine.

"Well, well, well, what have we got here?" said the man on the far left. The moved in closer.

"Looks like a little loth-rat." said the one on the far right. They surrounded me.

"Time to exterminate this little pest, for good." The leader of the gang said. They pulled out knives and blasters. They dove in on me, slicing left and right, blaster bolts were everywhere. I force jumped up onto a rooftop and began running.

"Get back here you little brat! We're not done with you!" Shouted the gang. It just had to be them. It couldn't have been Agent Kallus, or an Inquisitor. I was about to jump to the next building when a blaster bolt hit me straight in the leg. I fell off the side of the building and hit the alley floor hard. I couldn't move my arm, and everything was blurry. I groaned and reached for my com-link. I heard footsteps walking up to me.

"Oh no, the little loth-rat fell." The gang leader snarled. He cackled as he and his gang kicked me repeatedly. They kicked me in the stomach, the spine, the ribs. They left me in the alley to lie there coughing up blood.

It's a bit of a messed up ending but I'm a bit of a messed up person. I made up the gang, and I apologize for any incorrect names for objects and places in my story. I'll be making another chapter ASAP.

Until next time fellow Rebels and Imperials. ;)