Hey people's! So I'm back with a new story since none o' y'all seem to like the fighter… All's good! Any who, I am so not excited for season three SWR! Wahhh! Do ya know why? Ok Ok…. I'll give y'all a spoiler… It's about Zebby boyLwell, here I go! Also warning there may be lemon scenes and also very gory violent scenes and don't be surprised if MOC die! Ok ok here we go!

~Wind

"Enough! Get me a First Aid Kit!" The Jedi's voice boomed through the ship. "NOW! You'll be ok, bud. It's ok… it's ok."

He grabbed a towel, and pressed it firmly against the blood that flowed across the wounded's face.

Fast footsteps ran across the floor. Hushed voices of the rebel crew raised suddenly to yells. They are panicking. Because of him, thought Kanan.

In the corner sat a young boy. People seemed to avoid him, considering what he had done. Kanan arose.

"Kanan, don't-"

"Quiet, just shh. It's alright. You'll live. This boy won't." Blue hair stood on the boys head, his eyes avoiding Kanan's.

The shuffling quickly stopped.

Hera walked behind Kanan, and reached for his arm. The arm ripped out of the Twi'lek's weak hands. Sabine's colourful turquoise hair shifted through the wind that passed through the ship. Her head hung low, in shame and disappointment as she looked at the blue haired boy. Her eyes shifted uneasily side to side, as did everyone else's.

All eyes seemed to be on the man and the boy.

But no one would dare directly look at either.

And the injured would look at no one.

"It's time that you understand what you have done, you ingrate. You-"

"Kanan,"

The Jedi quit talking, simply staring harder at the boy, his pilot's voice echoing behind him sadly.

"You will be killed. The way he," Kanan pointed over towards the bloody warrior. "Was almost killed by you." A light saber was pulled out of his belt. All the spectators gasped. Sabine sobbed softly, enough to be heard but not acknowledged. Chopper bobbed, zooming over to Kanan.

"No Chopper. There's no stopping a monster." A voice coughed from the back of the room. He's ok! Good. He'll make it, if he shuts up.

"Don't talk." Kanan turned towards the boy again. And this time he took a step. Astounded creatures around the ship took turns; they would look at the wounded, then the prisoner, and continue doing that for a long sentence of time.

"No Kanan. I thought this day" he coughed, blood spilling on his shirt. "This day would never come. Seeing him go. But not like this. Kanan, he did nothing." Hera rushed over and draped the cloth on his mouth.

"I'm doing this Zeb," he raised his light saber to the roof of the ship. "Not for me. But to avenge you, and kill Ezra for setting that bomb. If it weren't for him, Zeb wouldn't be dyeing. Goodbye Ezra." And as he swung down, he said the memorable words that ended life as the rebel crew knew it. "Goodbye."

"NO!" Sabine ran forward, the light saber slicing her arm and leg, as her foot bled endlessly. "Ezra…" gasps followed, including Kanan's open face. Screams came about the ship and everyone began to shuffle around. Her neck bled, the cut showing the severed bone and the flesh along with her arm and leg. She gasped for air, suddenly weakening and failing at getting what she needed.

"SABINE!" Ezra and Kanan screamed as her last breath escaped. Zeb laughed.

"I told you there was no stopping a monster." And he stopped breathing.

72 HOURS EARLIER

Ezra and Zeb zoomed away from the ghost ship.

"Eh, I can't believe I'm in charge of getting gas with the Padawan."

The blue haired boy laughed, going faster. "Oh come on, this is what you've been waiting for." He sped up again, the slowed down one more time. "You comin, fat guy?" Zeb turned to face Ezra. He growled, and started to speed up. "Alright, let's go big buddy!" Ezra chuckled one more time.

Dust kicked up behind the bikes, and they raced fast. Rocks lay in the way as well as logs and quite weird animals growled in disbelief as the dust prowled above them.

Me:Alright people! That was a-

Ezra: Prologue and a preview of chapter one.

Kanan: Why the dull fa-

Ezra: READ THE DAMN STORY!

Hera: Zeb totally owned you in the last part though for sure man.

Zeb: Wow. I'm going to be dead soon. Weird.

Destiny: AWW YOU GUYS GET TO PLAY WITH THE WOLFYSD:

Me: *slaps head* Idiot.

Skylar: Hmm ok well she's got to go a pushy dad who would of guessed.