A Star Wars Rebels Fanfic That Doesn't have a title.
Chapter 1
Ezra was walking around the streets of Lothal. Kanan had finally assigned him his own jedi mission, and was about to receive his briefing. They had created a one-way transmission from the ghost to him because there was crazy interference there nowadays. He had just received his instructions when he sensed it.
He had sensed a presence. He was sensing lots then, but this one was... different. Probably just another lothalian. He thought. You've been paranoid ever since you had that fight with the Inquisitor. He calmed down a little, but he couldn't shake the feeling he was being watched.
He heard something. Something like light padding footsteps. Probably just a lothal cat. He told himself, and he kept telling himself that. At least until he saw a stun gun pointed at his face.
Ezra woke up to unfamiliar surroundings. He was on a ship, currently in hyperspace. It wasn't Hera's, that was certain. He looked down. He was in the passenger seat, but he wasn't restrained, which he found very strange. The only irregularity he could find was some gloves made out of an unknown material. He tried to take them off, but he found that he couldn't.
To his right he saw someone in a blue, spray painted Mandalorian helmet that reminded him greatly of Sabine's. They wore a blue, bullet proof jacket, and a black, shock absorbing shirt, and armoured blue and black boots. (not that he could tell they held these qualities. They looked completely normal to even the most trained eyes.) On their waist they wore a blue utility belt with two guns (both stunners by the look of them), two grappling hooks, and two transmitters. Why they had two of everything he had no idea. Maybe their favourite number was two or something. They also had a very complex machine thing with a screen, like a mini computer or something. (Or in our words, a very advanced phone.)
The only thing he could be sure of about their identity was that they were female, as she had curves.
She noticed him looking. "Aaaaannnd he's awake." She said, turing to face him while expertly unclipping a gun from her belt. Ezra tried to use the force to take it out of her hand, but it wouldn't work. "Nice try." She said. He looked at her puzzlingly. "Jedi proof gloves" Now he was a Lothal cat if he knew how that worked. She tensed her trigger finger, about to shoot. "Wait!" He pleaded. She relaxed her finger. "Who are you?" He asked. "….Lilly." "Lilly who?" "Lilly's all you need to know." And with that she pulled the trigger.