I looked around my cell like a thousandth time, but it didn't make me any calmer or maybe just for a few seconds. I was nervous since I woke up today. The reason was unknown to me, but my instincts told me that I need to leave the prison as soon as possible. Sadly I knew that today isn't a good choice for a break out because there was twice as much guard as it would be tomorrow. That's why I stayed even though it made me more and more nervous with each passing minute.
"I can do this. I go through this day then tomorrow I leave this place." I breathed out to myself.
I sat in a corner far from my cells door with my knees pulled up to my chest. My arms were around my knees. Times like this I wished I could go back to my best friend because he's the only one who knows me and the only person who can calm me down.
Every time I thought of my best friend I felt like crying, but never let the tears out. No matter what they do to me I won't give them the satisfaction that they see me crying. No I'm stronger than that. I was able to pull myself through 6 and a half year so I will be able to get through this last day too.
The door of my cell opened and in walked a man I hoped I will never see. His clothes were black and grey, his skin ashen grey, but his eyes… his eyes were yellow. I wanted to run away to put as much space between me and this… this man as possible, but I didn't move because I knew I won't be able to get through the guards today because of their number and my gift told me, I won't stand a chance against the person, who stood in my cell in my current state.
"Good morning." greeted me the stranger.
I didn't greet him. I just stared at the person who haunted me in my sleep.
"I heard from the agent who's stationed here that you don't talk." he chuckled darkly. "I will change that."
As I heard him tell me the last phrase my blood ran cold. Knowing this man from my nightmares I knew that he's capable of really mean things.
"Stand up!"
I stayed silent and didn't move from my spot. I made the decision right there. I won't say a word no matter what. Even if it will cost me my life.
"I said stand up!" the man ordered me louder this time.
When he realized I won't move his arm shot upwards and an invisible force lifted me up from the ground. I didn't show him my surprise. The only hint of my fear were my wide eyes.
"You will show me respect from now on." he said menacingly and slammed my body into the wall. "You will do what I say." told me the man and slammed me into the wall and the ground with each word. Then lifted me up again, gave me a warning glare and an evil smile. After that the invisible force let me go and I fell to the ground. I was barely able to breath, so I didn't move. I knew that in my current state I won't be able to move even an inch.
When I was able to look up the man wasn't there anymore. It was then that I realized how cold I felt. His presence made me so cold that I began to shiver. I don't want see that person again. Right after that thought crossed my mind I realized that my body was screaming in pain. It hurt so much I wanted to scream, cry and let some of my pain in my gift, but I knew he would feel it so I didn't let it go and didn't let any sound escape from me. I just laid there letting the cold ground cool my skin that was hot from the pain, with my eyes shut thightly and biting in my lower lip.
3rd person's P.O.V.
The Ghost was now in space flying towards Lothal after a successful night mission where they blew up one part of a big imperial base, got them self's food and weapons they could sell for credits so they can buy fuel for the Ghost and the Phantom. The mission was risky, but not that much like some of their last ones where they ran in the Inquisitor.
The crew of the Ghost was still sleeping because they got in bed just 3 hours ago. Everyone was sound asleep. Even Chopper was silent as he recharged. The calm however didn't last too long. Kanan Jarrus the leader of the rebels woke up to a strange feeling in the Force. He sat down on the ground cross-legged. He began to meditate to pinpoint where the feeling came from. As he let the Force guide him he was surprised to realize it came from his padawan.
The jedi stood up and went to the youth's room silently. When he walked in he didn't see anything suspicious at first, but as he took a closer look he realized the boy was in immense pain. He ran to his padawan's side, grabbed the boy's arms and shook him lightly trying to wake him up, but the young boy didn't seem to feel it so he reached out towards his padawan with the Force. As his Force signature brushed with the youth's he felt the pain more clearly.
The young human boy woke up to hot pain and his master's presence. He was struggling to breath, normally.
"Kanan." whimpered the boy through the pain as he began to again his breath.
"Ezra." called the jedi as he saw his apprentice was falling back to sleep. "Look at me!" ordered the older man shaking the youth lightly to stop him from falling asleep. "Ezra, you need to stay awake!"
"Why?" asked the padawan weakly.
"Because we need to find out what happened to you." answered the rebel's leader. He scooped the boy up in his arms and ran to the med bay.
Once they were in the med bay the jedi laid the youth down on one of the beds. Then he set up a scanner to scan his padawan for injuries. After that he began to go through the cabinets looking for a needle. He was so panicked that he didn't realize how much noise he made.
The crew woke up to loud banging noises coming from the med bay. Hera, who's, motherly instincts kicked in, jumped off he bunk and hurried to the med bay followed by Sabine and Zeb, who was dragged by the mandalorian. As they got in they all froze down rooted to their spot, shock evident on their faces. Hera was the first one to regain her composure. After she got over her shock she ran to the man, who was still looking through cabinets.
"Kanan." called him the twi'lek, but he didn't realize it or the fact the rest of the crew was even in the room with them.
Seeing this Hera grabbed the jedi's shoulders turning him towards herself and shook him hardly so he will direct his attention to her. When she saw that she got his attention she asked the question the others treaded to ask.
"Kanan. What happened to Ezra?"
"I-I-I don't know" stuttered out the rebels leader.
"What do you mean?" asked the pilot.
"I woke up to a strange feeling in the Force. It came from Ezra. He's in immense pain. It was hard to wake him up and when he woke up he was struggling to breath. Then he nearly fell asleep again. I shook him to make him stay awake, took him here and began to scan for injuries.
"What were you doing when we ran in?"
"I was looking for a needle."
"To test his blood to see if he was poisoned?" asked the green skinned twi'lek.
"Yes." said the man defeatedly looking at the floor.
"It's okay." reassured him the pilot. "We help you."
"Thanks."
Hera smiled at their leader kindly then went over to one of the cabinets the jedi didn't o through taking out a needle. She took an example from the boy's blood and tested it for poisons. It was negative meaning that he didn't have any poison in his system.
"He's not poisoned." said the relived Hera.
"And there isn't any injury." said the confused mandalorian, who went over to the scanner when it was done.
"What?" asked the other three.
"How can it be?" whispered Hera.
"Kanan?" called out Ezra.
The rebel's leader ran over to the boy. He took the youth's hand in his own. He thought the boy will say something but he was asleep.
"Ezra?" shook the padawan's shoulder the older male.
As the youth opened his eyes he looked tired and confused.
"Why do I feel your pain?"
The jedi couldn't understand the boys question so he voiced his own.
"What do you mean? I'm not in pain."
"Then who's pain do I feel because it's not mine." said the padawan weakly.
Kanan used their training bond so he could get an answer. He felt Ezra on the other side of their bond and felt the pain coming from him... no, not from him, he corrected himself. He couldn't believe what he found out. The boy had another bond with someone else and the pain was coming from that person, but as he discovered it he realized that the pain in the boy was beginning to lessen as the person on Ezra's second bond began to shut the bond on the other end.
Once the jedi was able to get over his shock that rooted him to his spot he turned to the boy still shocked by his discover.
"Ezra?" asked the rebels leader.
"Yeah?" came the tired reply from the youth, who was now completely fine.
"Who's on the other side of your bond?"
"You."
"And who's on the other side of your other bond?"
Ezra and the crew looked at Kanan confusedly not understanding what he meant.
"What are you talking about Kanan? I don't have a bond with anyone beside you. Who could I have a bond... with." exclaimed Ezra heatedly at first, but when he was nearly at the end of his phrase realization came to him like lightning. "No. It can't be. Or... c-could?" whispered the boy to himself looking off in the distance.
The jedi didn't like the facial expression his apprentice wore. He didn't like the feeling coming from him either.
"Ezra."
"I don't want to talk!" snapped the boy.
The crew was taken a back at the youth's sudden outburst. They didn't understand what happened to him, what made him so angry all of the sudden.
"Leave me alone." said the padawan, who already regretted snapping at them, turning away from them.
"Ezra." tried the rebel's leader again.
"Please Kanan. Leave me alone." said the boy with sadness in his voice that he tried to hide. "I want to be alone."
Before the older male could say anything Hera walked over to him. She placed her hand on his shoulder, shook her head sadly and pulled him towards the door.
Once Ezra was alone he let his teas out. He couldn't believe that his best friend was alive.