Chapter 1: The Mission
"Sabine, you'll place bombs here, here, here, and here." Hera instructed.
"Got it," Sabine replied.
"Ezra, you part is to get in there, get the Intel, and get out, quickly and silently." Hera continued.
"Alright," Ezra responded. He knew it would be harder than it used to be. When he first joined the crew he could crawl through the vents quite easily, but that was three years ago. Since then, under the crew's care, especially Hera's, he finally got the proper nutrition; he had grown several inches and put on a healthy amount of weight. While that was nice, he no longer could fit in the ventilation system of most star cruisers and buildings.
"Everybody know their part?" Hera asked.
"Yes," the rest of the crew replied.
"Alright, we'll be there in half an hour, get prepared." Hera instructed.
Ezra stood there, watching the rest of the crew slowly leave the common room. Hera went back to the cockpit for obvious reasons, Chopper following behind her. Sabine headed back in the direction of her cabin, supposedly to prep her bombs. Zeb left to go grab his weapon, so it was just Kanan and Ezra left.
"Are you ready?" Kanan asked, not quite looking in Ezra's direction. While it saddened him slightly that Kanan couldn't meet his gaze, he had gotten somewhat used to it over time.
"Yeah," Ezra replied. "I got my lightsaber and my blaster, so I'm good to go."
"Did you study the map precisely so you know the best way to get into the office?" Kanan asked.
"I suppose I could do that now." Ezra responded, rubbing the back of his neck.
Kanan smirked. He heard Ezra start the map up again and begin trying to figure out the best path to take.
"I think I figured it out." Ezra said.
"Good," Kanan smiled. "But do you have a back-up plan, in case this one doesn't work out."
"Nah, I won't need one." Ezra denied. "This one is foolproof."
Kanan raised an eyebrow underneath his mask, "Are you sure?"
"Positive." Ezra replied, voice full of confidence.
The plan wasn't foolproof. Ezra wasn't counting on an alarm going off after he took the intel off the database.
"Specter 6 you better get out of there." Kanan warned over the comm.
"Yeah Specter 1," Ezra agreed. "I'm on my way back." He started running down his chosen path, but right before he turned he heard stormtroopers. "Guess I have to wing a different path."
Instead of turning he went straight.
"Specter 6 where are you?" Kanan asked over the comm.
"I had to go a different way, there were bucket heads." Ezra informed. "I think I'm nearly back to the hanger."
"Well hurry the bombs are going to go off soon." Hera warned.
"Wait, Specter 6, which direction are you coming from?" Sabine asked.
"From the West." Ezra answered.
"Karabast!" Sabine swore.
"I can see the hanger bay now." Ezra replied.
"Ezra, get out of there now!" Sabine yelled. "A bomb is about to—" the rest of her warning was cut off by the explosion.
The bomb blew up feet away from Ezra. Ezra registered pain, then nothing as he passed out.
"Specter 6?" Kanan called over the comm. "Specter 6 respond." He grew steadily more worried. "Ezra pick up."
"Specter 4 do you see him?" Hera asked.
"Yeah I see the kid." Zeb responded. He ran over to the teen's motionless body. "He's alive,"
Relief swam through Kanan's body.
"Just passed out." Zeb continued. He picked up Ezra and quickly carried him back to the Ghost.
"Bring him to the medbay. If it's really bad we can take him to the med-wing at the base." Hera ordered.
Zeb laid Ezra down gently on the bed and started looking him over. The blast had torn and burned through his clothing slightly. There were some minor burns on his arms, and a bit on his neck. But what made Zeb a bit concerned and confused was the blood that was slowly flowing from his ears.
"How bad is it?" Kanan asked coming in.
"A few minor burns on his arms and neck that I think will heal in only a few days with bacta. But there is blood coming from ears." Zeb informed.
"That can't be good," Kanan grimaced.
"I'm sure the kit will be fine." Zeb reassured.
Once they arrived back at the base they went ahead and brought Ezra to the med-wing to make sure nothing was too bad.
Kanan and Hera waited out in the waiting room while a medic and med-droid looked Ezra over.
"I'm sure he's going to be alright love." Hera reassured.
"Kanan Jarrus and Hera Syndulla?" the medic came into the waiting room.
"Yes," Hera responded.
"How bad is it?" Kanan asked.
The medic sighed.
Ezra wasn't sure exactly when he came back to. He opened his eyes, but he immediately closed them again due to the blindly light. He slowly opened them and adjusted to the light. He found that he was in the med-wing back on the base, he let out a sigh of relief.
The med-wing in question was strangely silent. Even when there were no patients there were normally machines and droids active that made whirring and beeping sounds.
He looked over to his right and saw Kanan, sitting in the chair, a worried expression etched on his face. He smiled. Then he saw Hera right by him.
Hera gained a surprised look on her face as she noticed that Ezra was awake. She shook Kanan's shoulder and said, something. For some reason Ezra couldn't hear her. He saw her lips moving but couldn't hear what she said.
Kanan looked in his direction, and it happened again. Kanan said something, but Ezra couldn't hear him.
"I can't hear you." Ezra said.
Confusion filled him. He could have sworn the words passed his lips, but didn't hear himself.
Kanan's lips moved again.
"Kanan I can't hear you." Ezra repeated.
Confusion was replaced by panic as he realized what happened. He realized why the med-wing was so silent. Why he couldn't hear what Kanan and Hera were saying even though he saw their lips moving. Why he couldn't even himself even though he was positive he spoke. The explosion had caused him to go deaf.
