Background: Season 1 finale.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars Rebels nor any of the characters mentioned here.
The Grand Inquisitor smiled with triumph. After all the trouble he had gone through chasing after those two particular Rebels, he had finally cornered them when they were weak, where they could not run away.
He swung his lightsaber at the Jedi and his Padawan with all his might.
But instead of screams, or even a blue blade of energy to counter his red one, a resounding CLANG followed the threatening sizzle.
He looked again, confused.
There they were, smug grins on their faces, lurking behind a shiny metal board stamped with the Disney logo and the words 'PLOT SHIELD' written on top.
"Disney's got our back, you can't kill us, sucker," Ezra teased.
The Inquisitor stomped his feet and snarled in anger.
"Fuck you!" He screamed.
Ezra started to wail upon being cursed at.
As Kanan tried to calm him down while glaring at the Inquisitor, Mickey Mouse appeared out of nowhere and said "That's it, you're fired."
Mickey handed him a paper upon which the words
"Death Sentence to: Grand Inquisitor
Time: Season One Finale
Excuse: Upsetting the protagonist"
were written.
The Inquisitor just glared, lost for words.
After a moment, he decided he couldn't take it any longer.
"THAT'S IT! FUCK YOU ALL! I QUIT!"
And he jumped off from a very convenient, very high rail-less bridgeway that they all happened to be standing on.
Ezra and Kanan watched him fall into the nothingness (because it wasn't rendered yet).
"I thought I was supposed to kill him," Kanan murmured sluggishly.
"That's okay," Mickey replied. "We'll just use some cleverly edited clips. He was gonna be killed off one way or the other, because he isn't in the original trilogy."
They all agreed on that and walked home.