Without Hope

by Fear0001

Ezra is so close to the dark side. Depression seems to take over his life. But when one day, he turns to see Kanan gone and the Phantom in wrecks, when he finds out that the Empire has taken over and the Rebellion is over, Ezra is confused. But it gets worse when he realizes that he and Kanan are supposed to be dead. Could it have something to do with "Without hope we are nothing?"

Hiya rebels! So this fic is a continue to "Feelings of regret" my other fic. if you havent read it i recommend you check it out, but you don't have to. This shut be better than feelings of regret though, because now I'm better at writing, and that was my first fanfiction! And i've had this idea for some time... hehe

I spin around and Kanan is gone. "Kanan?" I say. My voice echoes off the walls of the phantom and a musty smell invades my nostrils. "Kanan? I repeat uncertainly.

The door hisses open and I turn to see a man and a woman come in, which I don't recognize. "Who are you?" I say in confusion. "Where's Kanan?" The man shakes his head.

"Sorry son." He says kindly. "But we don't know anyone called Kanan. We live here now, in this broken down ship." I frown, knitting my brow.

"No..." I murmur. "This is Hera's ship, the Phantom, it belongs to the rebels-"

"Belonged." Interrupts the man. "There aren't any more rebels. The empire has won. Anyone who thinks otherwise is kidding themselves."

I shake my head, moving my finger to my temple. "No, no. I'm part of the rebellion, we were winning, and we're fighting for other people's freedom. I'm Ezra Bridger!"

The woman looks at me with apprehension, as though she feels sorry for me. She moves forwards and put her hand on my shoulder. I flinch slightly.

"Honey, you must be confused. Ezra Bridger died three years ago, his death was tragic. The last Jedi in the galaxy did everything to save him. In the end he just quit caring. He died a year after Ezra. Their bodies lay rotting beneath this ship-"

"No..." I whisper. "That-that's not true, I'm Ezra, Kanan, Kanan's my master, we fought Vader, Maul and the Inquisitors, we are Jedi's! I'm not confused, I know who I am! The rebellion was growing more and more stronger, I was growing stronger... You don't understand, the empire hasn't won..." I look around in despair and desperation. "There has to still be hope!"

The woman shakes her head. "There isn't any more hope. We are all suffering under the wrath of the empire. There is no hope and we are nothing." I freeze and my heart misses a beat. Kanan's words echo in my ear. "Without hope we are nothing."

There's no more hope... Which means we really are nothing.

Woa, what's going to happen next? Stay tuned to find out!

-Fear