TASOO: Whelp, I lost my creative juices for one story, so I decided to start another. I have been planning to do this story for a LONG LONG time. So its great that I can finally get around to it. This story is called Another Side and its about a blind girl. And before you ask ( spoilers from the season finale) No, I did not create this cause Kanan is now blind. In fact, in this story takes place back when he can see. I actually created this before that episode.
Ezra: Are you done yet?
TASOO: Not yet, were not just celebrating this story's beginning. We also have a certain person to recognize. Come on in here, EzraSWRebels.
SW:Hey everyone, its nice to see you again!
TASOO: ( Gets out cake with candles) Most of you may not know, but its SW's birth month this month. And because of this, we will do anything she wants to Ezra.
SW: and I have decide to push Ezra off the ship (smiles) This is going to awesome!
Ezra: WHAT?!
TASOO: (Laughs so hard, I'm crying) This is going to be so awesome. While we get ready, enjoy the chapter. I do not own star wars rebels, it belongs to Disney XD.
Prolouge: A Painful Past...
A black haired, snow skinned girl, grit her teeth in pain. In emotional pain. Why must she endure this endless torture? Memories. That was what she was feeling. Every so often, she would remember her past, and feel absolutely horrified by the memories. It was as if her mind wanted to destroy her.
It all started with a new opportunity: A new beginning. But this beginning wasn't one with the greatness. It was a dangerous beginning - a dangerous opportunity.
" As the number one troopers in the empire, you two must know you are dedicated to the most dangerous missions the empire has to offer." A Senator began one fateful day.
" Sir, yes sir!" Me and my sister chorused together. We were shoulder to shoulder in our Master's office. Well, formal Master. He used to train us when we were nothing but cadets. But now, even after we graduated, he would watch over us as if we were his precious children.
" So, you should also know our rivalries with the black sun." We both nodded at the information. We knew them well, they never followed empire laws, and were as bad as the wanted rebels. However, the rebels give the stuff they stole - they give it to the needy. The black sun keep the stuff they steal for themselves and kill anyone in their path. The rebels would never kill anyone, they would just stun them. The black sun may be after the same stuff as the rebels, but they certainly aren't the same.
" They have recruited a Sith." I perked up at this. A Sith? I glanced at my sister. Could we really kill a Sith?
" If they keep this creature, it could pose as a potential threat. Governor Tarkin doesn't seem pleased by this, and recruited you two to dispatch them." Governor Tarkin assigned this?!
" Cecelia." My name being called made me turn my direction the Senator. " Your our number one Sith on base. Callifa." My older sister turned to the Senator.
" Your our number one Soldier our empire has to offer." I huffed in my mind. I wasn't the number one Sith the empire had to offer? Why couldn't they just send their number one Sith?
" Together, you two are unstoppable. I know if I sent you two out on the same mission, you would prevent the other from dying. In a way, this makes you immortal." I get it now. If Callifa wasn't the best stormtrooper, they would send someone else. They just sent me to be her bodyguard- to make sure she doesn't die. I smiled a little at this. Protecting the number one Soldier? Sign me up! In a way, that makes me more powerful, right?
" I uploaded the details in your chip. You are dismissed." We exited the room, both of us with monotonous gazes. But once the door shut, as soon as we heard the click, we both leaped in the air.
" I cant believe it!" I laughed loudly as we walked down one of the star destroyer's many halls.
" Yeah, we did so good, we get to take out a Sith! A Sith Cece!" She turned to me and we held hands spinning around and around like little kids.
" We get to kill a Sith! We get to kill a Sith! We get to Kill a Sith!" We sang together, laughing loudly. Killing a Sith in the empire was a big deal, they were so strong! All of a sudden, the smile vanished off of Callifa's lips. She drew her hands away softly and quietly.
" Calli?" I whispered. " Hey." I placed a hand on her shoulder. I knew she was concerned of our safety. " Were gonna be alright... you know that... right?"
" But anything could happen. We don't even know how powerful this Sith is-" Callifa spoke softly with doubt.
" Then we will train as hard as we can until we depart! No one can take us down, not even emperor Palpatine!"
" I just hope your right..." Calli still seemed unsure, but at least managed a smile.
" Come on Calli." I opened the door to the training room for her with a smile. " By all means, how hard can it be to kill a Sith?" That cockiness I had that day, was my first mistake. It was my first mistake to ever doubt that I could kill someone of my own kind.
" Why...?" A dark brown haired, snow skinned girl wheezed over the ashes that burned in the red filled sky. The field stretched endlessly throughout the night. Why Why Why? The word seemed to repeat itself in my mind. There, lay my younger sister, her chocolate skin and pure white hair glittering through the night.
" Why did you save me?" The black haired girl seemed to whisper. Right where the dove haired girl's heart used to be, was now a gigantic bloody gash. However, the girl still mustered a smile, even if it pained her to do so.
" Because..." She managed to croak. " What would the world be, without you living on it?"
" It would never be the same without you!"
" Listen to me, Cecelia-"
" No! You listen to me! I can't just let you die!"
" Cecelia, I don't have much time-"
" SHUT UP!" Cecelia covered her ears in rage and screamed. This was all a dream. Her sister was not dying. Any moment now, she would wake up. " Your not dying, Calli, I know your not! So don't act like your not! Please! CALLI!" The girl that was supposedly not dying was loosing color to her face, the hand Cecelia held felt quite cold, and it was then that realization hit her like a rock in the head.
" Calli..."
" Why, that is rather unfortunate." I heard the man's voice that sent shivers up her spine. I dare not turn to face him, and instead relied on the force for his every movement. My sister was a fool. The Sith wanted nothing of Callifa, only wanted my head. After all, she was a fellow Sith and a deadly rival. For all I knew, they would have kept her alive if I just turned myself in!
" I-" My voice cracked with grief. I cleared my throat, hoping that would make me sound a little bit more presentable. " I beg for mercy... sir... please... spare me..." I whimpered. This beast- this monster murdered the most powerful stormtrooper in the empire- so how could I ever beat him?
" Hmph. We never introduced ourselves have we? You sister seemed to eager to fight as soon as she saw me, we seemed to skip it." My hearts seemed to skip a beat. How did he know Callifa was my sister? We looked nothing alike- almost like opposites!
" My name is Xiger. And you may be?" Xiger reached a hand out to me, and I quickly swatted it away.
" Were enemy's... you and me." I crossed my arms with a huff as I stood up. His eyes grew wide at that second.
" Your- your eyes..." He muttered, I raised an eyebrow. My eyes were perfectly fine! Sure, a little blurry but that must have been from the tears I just shed. He cleared his throat, and decided to move on from it, seeming to recover from the shock.
" We don't have to be." My attention spiked with interest. " You could join the Black Sun." My breath was taken away by his calmness. He just murdered a person, and he is calm?
" I'm loyal to the empire," I drew my eyes to the ground, refusing to make eye contact with him. " I would rather die then join you."
" How unfortunate." His wicked grin terrified me. He rose his hand and begun to raise me in the air, and before I knew it, my lungs grew cold. My eyes grew wide, as I chocked, begging for the air to be allowed passage through my body once more.
" And here I thought we could be friends." He gave an evil smirk at me. This man- he murdered my sister. He killed someone else, so he deserves to die.
I thrashed at his grip. " Monster!" I screeched in my mind. My ears, my neck and cheeks grew hot as sweat pooled down my face. My eyes flashed with pure rage, I knew something had to become of this. My story cannot end this way. This man- This man had to die.
" Wha-" His eyes twinkled with a mix of curiosity, alarm and interest. " Fighting back are you? Ha! Lets see how long the withering flower will last." I grit my teeth, my vision was blurring, my lungs screamed for air as much as my muscles screamed of exhaustion. I would not survive this. But I had to.
" You..." I found a small bit of oxygen entered my system. I glared at him. Now I knew he was playing with me, like a doll in a dollhouse.
" Mmm? Got something to say? Spill it." He questioned, I managed to croak out a sentence. How I did, was beyond me.
" You... Killed her..." I whispered. " Why would..." I choked again, the small bit of air gone as I prayed for it to return.
" Why would I do such a thing? Why would I-" He increased his grip on me, as he gave a hard laugh. " Murder Callifa?" Xiger answered for me. Just when I thought all was lost, a loud whirring was heard behind me. I was dropped to the floor, as I collapsed in a heap. My vision was blackening. Even if I was without Xiger's force choke, I had lost so much air in so much time. Now, even if the air was still in my lungs, it was overwhelming. Before I passed out, I noticed a boot. One that belonged to a stormtrooper. That was what saved me, the empire.
I grunted under my breath. " Why..." I mumbled. " Why couldn't it be me?" Her sightly eyes begun to water with sorrow. I was currently in my sleeping quarter's. It used to be ours. Mine, and Calli. But now... I glanced at the empty bed. It was neatly made, all trash discarded from the room. All signs of life are gone. It had been three days sense her death. The empire gave me three days to get back to work, three days to grieve. But three days isn't enough. I am still haunted by images of her death. By the time I got back to work, I was a Sithly mess. No matter what, I couldn't-
" Cecelina! Focus." My commander ordered. Yes, thats right. I went back to being a cadet. My image dropped drastically, and now I have to go back to school, they need to remind me of what I need to do to become a successful stormtrooper.
" Try levitating this tie fighter." My commander pointed toward the tie. It only suited one person, but it was still massive.
" Wha- lift THAT?! Are you crazy?!" I complained. This man was insane! How could I even manage to lift one of its wings?
" Cecelina, before your mission, you could have lifted this base with ease. So why cant you lift a measly tie fighter?" He was right. Ever sense my sister's death, I begun to lac focus. But I have to try. I have to get my name back. I cant go on as a small cadet that sits on the sidelines. I must be in the action. I must be a worthy trooper in the empire! Shooting my hand toward the tie, I closed my eyes. So far so good, the tie was lifting with ease.
" Come on Cece, higher higher." I snapped my eyes open to hear girlish giggling. A small girl, who looked around the age of 7 with snow white hair and dark brown skin floated in the air right where the Tie was.
" B-but what if I drop you?" I glanced to my right, where a small girl with snow white skin and dark brown hair looked fearfully at the little girl who was floating in the air.
" You wont, don't worry! Just takes a little concentration." Ah, right. The girl floating in the air is Calli. And the girl with the utmost concentration is me.
I dropped my hand in shock. How could she be alive? " Calli?" I dare not speak the word too loud, for the image might have disappeared before my very eyes.
The said girl turned and smiled at me. She smiled! Her genuine smile, was full of both sadness and softness. She looked so frail, as if a small touch would turn her into dust. Then, my heart stopped. I looked directly at my younger version. I remember this. So why... did it seem to cause me panic? My younger version darted her eyes open, panic stricken. Callifa was then sent plummeting down to the earth. And Callifa was laughing. Why was she laughing? Probably because she thought this was all supposed to be part of the show. But it wasn't. Time began to slow, my younger version sprinted toward Callifa. She would survive this drop. I knew my younger version would catch would catch her. So, why did I feel this dread? My younger version leaped in the sky, but not toward Callifa, toward me. Callifa disappeared into shimmers of light as I was sent to the floor.
" You idiot!" A rather deeper voice than my younger self's should have snapped. But that was because my younger self hadn't knocked me to the floor. My commander did.
" Wha-" My voice was barely a whisper. I looked around the room in shock. Where was I? The younger versions were gone. So where...? Training. A voice appeared in my mind. I took an alarming look toward the tie I was trying to levitate. Now, it had erupted in flames. I must have lost focus at a point.
" Its not the fact that you lost focus that makes me angry." My commander growled as he got to his feet. I followed his lead. " No, what really makes me angry is that when the Tie was plummeting toward you, you decided to just stand there instead of getting out of the way!" He was infuriated. " You do realize you just tried to commit suicide!?" My eyes went wide, my breath taken away. Suicide?
" Cecelina." His voice was dark and grave. I did not want to look at him. I felt like a pet Tooka, after she dug up the garden. " I don't want you going off to war, as an excuse to die."
" Its not an ex-"
" I don't want to hear it." My breath caught in my throat. " Your hurting, Cecelina. You think Callifa's death was your fault, that you should die too. Do you think I haven't noticed?
" I don't think-" He held up a hand, and I silenced myself, as if he stole my right to speak.
" You have failed the training, you have failed to become a stormtrooper. I am doing this for your safety." I swear, my heart stopped at his final statement. " From this day forward, you have been exiled from the empire. You are to not step on any base ever again."
The rest couple of days have been rough. Apparently, that sudden blurriness back at the battle with the Sith was not because of my tears. My eyes got damaged in the battle. Every day, it was normal, until the one day I woke up, and it was all gone. All I saw was a dark abyss, calling to me, to be engulfed in it. The blindness didn't help my lifestyle. No empire, meant no job, no job meant no money, no money meant no food. I had no one to turn to, the empire was my family. That was of course, before I met them, before I met the Ghost Crew.
TASOO: Uhhhh SW? You sure this is a good idea? ( Looks down and we are in Lothal's atmosphere with helmets on)
SW: A million times yes
TASOO: If you say so. Ezra, you have the force, so you technically can't die. Just push off when your a few feet from the ground.
Ezra: ( Sarcastically ) It will totally be fun plummeting to my death.
TASOO: Come on, Ezra, wont it be fun to please SW?
SW: (Smiles evilly)
Ezra: No.
TASOO: Well whatever, SW, will you do the honors?
SW: My pleasure
Ezra: Wait wait no! Please? Mercy?
SW: No (pushes Ezra)
Ezra: ( falls screaming a high pitched girly scream)
TASOO: (Comes back with Birthday Cake the rest of the ghost crew following)
Kanan: Where's Ezra?
SW: There (points to the ground)
Kanan: ( looks down and freaks out) What the-? What if he dies? ( The rest of the crew huddles around.)
Copper/Zeb: ( Laughs)
Sabine: Oh no.
Hera: ( shrugs) Well, it was bound to happen some time.
SW: (Shrugs) Hand me popcorn
TASOO: ( Gives popcorn to SW) I can't believe he is still falling. This was a good plan.
SW: I never regretted it, (watches Ezra)
TASOO: Aaaand. ( he lands to the ground, but being Ezra, he forgot to push off with the force and makes a little Ezra sized crater.
Kanan: Ezra! Quick everyone get the medical supplies.
TASOO/SW/Zeb/Chopper: (Laughing so hard)
TASOO: Lets sign off by singing happy birthday to SW.
Hera: Right NOW? Ezra's injured.
SW: Isn't he always?
Kanan: That's true... fine just one quick song.
Everyone: Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear, EzraSWRebels! Happy birthday to you!
SW: Aww, thank you so much!