Hello! This fic is a slight AU, where Sabine, Zeb, and Ezra's escape from the inquisitors did not go so well. I hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 1 – Decent

"I can't hold them alone!" The female Inquisitor shouted.

Ezra watched from the ship as she struggled. The other man was occupied with redirecting Sabine's shots, and was in no position to hold them back.

Ezra turned his lightsaber upside down in his hands and used the blue blade to slice through his restrains. The pressure on his wrists released, and he knew that it would leave bruises. He turned his lightsaber back around and looked up, just in time to see the red laser headed right for Sabine.

But there was no time to stop it.

She grunted as the blast hit her chest plate, throwing her back into the ship.

"Sabine!" Ezra yelled. He wanted to go and check on her, to make sure she was okay, but he knew that first they had to get away from the inquisitors. The male inquisitor was now free to pull the ship back with the force, and if he did, they would all be killed.

Ezra took a step towards the open door, prepared to detract his lightsaber and use the energy blasts on them. But before he could, he heard the female Inquisitor scream in rage. The ship jerked forward, and Ezra had to grab onto something to keep from falling off.

Yes, yes! They were getting away! A wave of relief washed over him, and he let his guard down, confident that they would make it out.

And that had been his undoing.

As soon as he had released the wall, his body jerked. At first, he was unsure of what was going on. But he glanced down at the male Inquisitor, who had his hand outstretched and a smirk on his face. Ezra's fear spiked as he realized what was going on.

He turned to Sabine, who was just getting up off the ground, and hoped it was not the last time he would see her.

And then, the world around him blurred.

"Ezra!" called Sabine's voice, but there was no stopping his decent.

The floor smacked into his back, the air in his lungs releasing all at once. He gasped, thirsty for fresh air, as he watched the Phantom barely escape through the closing doors.

The metallic sound of the hanger doors closing confirmed his destiny.

Above him, two sets of Imperial hate-filled eyes bore down. They had been tricked once, and Sabine and Zeb had gotten away. Ezra was glad for that. But that meant they would not be tricked again.

"Well, well. Looks like you're stuck with us, pretty." She leaned down and ran her sharp claws against his cheek. Ezra flinched away, but made no move to run. If he did, he knew he would end up losing a limb. "And I hope you won't try to run away again." Her claws pressed deeper into his skin, and Ezra could feel a trickle of blood oozing down his cheek. "Because that would make me very angry." She drew her hands away from him. "Let's get him back somewhere more… safe."

Ezra was powerless against the male inquisitor's strong hands jerking him up.

"Why can't we kill him now?" the man asked, squeezing his large and bulky hands tighter around Ezra's shoulders.

"Because," the female inquisitor jeered. "He's going to lure in his Jedi master and Ahsoka Tano. And once we kill them, he may prove valuable to the Empire. That is, of course, with the proper training." The woman lowered her gaze into Ezra's eyes, who stared defiantly. "I bet you don't even know how strong you are."

"And I bet that you would shut up five minutes ago, but apparently, you never stop talking," Ezra sassed.

The female inquisitor smirked, her eyes aglow with something that made Ezra sick.

"Keep talking, boy." Her red blade ignited. "I love it when I have to use this." The woman raised the red blade and slashed down, and Ezra's world was overfilled with pain.

"Speaking of discipline…" Kanan said upon hearing the Phantom docking onto the Ghost. The hatch opened and Sabine jumped down it, landing in a crouch.

"We need to move. Now," she said, standing up and taking a step to the side so Zeb could jump down as well.

"Wait, what? What are you talking about?" Hera asked, standing up from her seat. Sabine and Zeb glanced at each other, and looked back at them.

"Wait…" Kanan said, his mind connecting the dots. "Where's Ezra?" There was a brief moment of silence.

"He's been captured by the two inquisitors we ran into at the station," Sabine explained, almost at a whisper. "They… they grabbed him and pulled him off the ship with the force. He… he looked at me in the eyes when it happened. Kanan... he was terrified."

"They won't kill him… at least, not yet." Zeb said. "He's being used as bait to get to you an' Ahsoka. We tried to get away without 'aving the fleet come, and we almost did – that is, until they pulled the kid out of the ship. If we 'adn't gone then – we all would 'ave died."

The ship was silent, all its inhabitants lost in their worries.

"Did you know?" Sabine asked, her voice trembling. "Did you know there were more Inquisitors?"

Kanan slumped down on to the table, running a hand through his hair.

"No, I didn't," he admitted.

"So," Rex asked after another prolonged silence. "What's the plan?"

"The plan is, we go and rescue him," Kanan said, standing back up with confidence.

"But Kanan," Hera said. "If we do this, we're walking right into a trap. And what about the rest of the fleet?" Kanan pondered this a moment before looking back up at her.

"Yeah, I know. And this is a risk we have to take. Ezra's a part of this team, and he's a part of this rebellion. I'm not leaving him behind to the Empire." Hera nodded, accepting his answer.

"Sabine, with me. Set the coordinates while I contact Ahsoka. Kanan, try and come up with a plan that will actually work," she teased, running out the door.

"Like that's gonna happen," Zeb grumbled, and Rex chuckled.

"It must be a Jedi thing." Rex said, his mind wandering back to the Clone Wars. "They never follow the plan."

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R & R

~ Kavella ~