"Hey, kids gotta eat." As he fake salutes to the man, putting his backpack back on, he jumps from thing to thing to get to the roof. He starts to run, wanting to get away from the main square, he feels the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He changes his direction from going to his tower to an area near the blasters that the Empire was transporting that day. He gets on his stomach, looking over to a man wearing green. He has a blaster, a ponytail, and what he believes is a two-piece lightsaber. He reaches out to the man, trying to see what he's doing, but quickly ducks as the man turns around. He stays low to the building and when he feels the man's eyes off of him, he looks back up and sees him pass a Lasat and another human, a female. He sees her reach into her pocket and pull out a bomb.
Too curious to move, he makes sure that he is far enough that the bomb won't affect him.
As she walks by a speeder, she throws the bomb on to the speeder. A stormtrooper is about to call out to her but stops as he hears the beeping of the bomb, which is getting faster. It goes off with a loud boom. "Get those crates out of here! Keep them secure at all costs!" He watches as the stormtroopers, three, hurries off with the crates, "All costs, huh? I like the sound of that." He follows them, sensing the male is going to block them off. He watches from the edge of the building as he sees a car pull up. "How's it goin'?" The man kicks one of the troopers and shoots the other. He ducks as the other trooper start shooting at him and begin an almost like 'duel' between the two. As backup comes, the Lasat comes from a door and grabs a trooper and throws it at the other and does it again with the last two. When all of them are knocked out, the man stands from his position, smirking. The kid jumps from the building, using a metal pole to land on one of the three speeders. The man looks at him with an agape mouth.
"Thanks for doing the heavy lifting!" He fake salutes again, as he starts to back up, dodging a punch the Lasat was aiming at him, cheekily smiling as he waves to the two.
"Now what?"
"A-after that kid!"
As he backs up, he knocks out three more troopers and dodges an imperial trying to grab him. He hears the hum of two more speeders behind him as he speeds up. After a minute, he feels the girl up on one of the rooftops. When he feels her jump, he moves over to the left, making her miss the crate. He looks back at her and feels her surprise; and a little bit of anger. He looks forward as sees a group of troopers. He speeds up and pulls out his blaster, easily shooting all four of them before the man behind him can even get his blaster out. He puts his blaster back in his holster and mumbles,
"Who are these guys?" He makes a sharp left turn, yelping a little, trying not to hit any of the yelling citizens crowding the streets.
"Who is that kid?" The man mumbles as he gets away from the crowded streets.
As the speed out of Capital City, two stormtroopers on speakers are behind the man and the Lasat. They start to shoot them with the bikes guns but end up missing the two and hit the kids speeder. "That's never good!" He loses control, quickly turning to the left, jumping the streets separator, and dodges two cars coming at him; the two crates still attached to his speeder. He hears blaster shots them a bomb, coming to the conclusion that the man and Lasat were able to get rid of the two. He looks to the right, seeing the man look at him, and he looks forward again, speeding up. He hears the man slow down and detach the crates and then speeds back up. He knows exactly what the man is doing.
He sees the speeder jump the gap and land in front of him, sending sparks of the metal into his eyes. He slows down and pulls the speeder so it's doing sideways. It stops a foot away from the man's speeder. He looks him right in the eye.
"Who are you?" He says, voice hard and emotionless.
"I'm the guy who's stealing those crates."
"Well," he chuckles, "I got news for you buddy. I stole these blasters, fair and square." He senses the incoming TIE and ready his speeder to leave.
"And you got pretty far. But I got plans for that crate. So today's not your day."
"As do I, Jedi. And, well, the day's not over." He winks as he pulls away. The man looks at him, surprised, but then rolls his eyes.
"Oh, wonderful." He quickly jumps from the speeder, finally hearing the TIE. As his speeder turns into ash, he hears the speeder and sees the kid.
"Have a good one." He waves. The man smiles and shakes his head, thinking this is one cocky kid. He pulls out a com.
"This is Specter 1, I need a lift."
As the kid leaves the road, he makes a sharp right turn towards the hills he hears the scream of a TIE behind him and starts going in a zigzag, making sure he doesn't get hit. As he hears another ship approaching, the TIE blows up, a cloud of smoke in its wake. He looks behind him, four TIEs incoming and a cargo ship behind him, the man standing on the ramp. He meets the man's eyes and glares at him. He turns his head back towards the hills and speeds up, getting the cloaking device out of his pocket, attaching it to the speeder and dismantling the tracking device. Turning it on, and stopping the speeder, he hears the ship pull up, the ties chasing after it, not seeing his speeder anymore. He smirks.
"Now, let's go store these babies." He says to himself.
He takes the blaster rifles to the side of a mountain where there is a rock with a faint looking cut out. As he concentrates, the cutout begins to move towards him, then to the side. The 'door' is about five feet wide and seven feet tall. He easily pushes the speeder bike and crates inside and 'closes' the 'door'. He finds a small switch near the hole and turns on all of the lights, seeing all the crates of medical supplies, food, weapons, etc. in the large room. He detaches the crates and pushes them towards the weapons area, and the speeder bike towards the, well, bike area.
He goes to the small area with blankets and pillows on the floor, only a single light in the small room. He sits down and begins to meditate, concentrating on the feeling he had when he saw the man, and focusing on his energy. He begins to see the space of a cockpit of the ship he saw the man in. He sees a green twi'lek and the man. He concentrates harder and hears what they're saying.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you did that on purpose."
"If you knew any better, we wouldn't be in this situation. Seriously Kanan, what happened?"
"Some kid."
"Some kid?"
"Yes, 'Some kid'. He stole a speeder with two crates of blasters."
"Must be Some kid. Spill it."
"Aren't you a little busy?"
"Spill." She says, glaring at the man. Kanan throws his hands up, defeated.
"Fine. This kid jumped down from the roof. He landed on a speeder bike. He stole it and got away. Zeb tried to punch him, he blocked it and Sabine tried to get the jump on him, but he made sure she didn't even touch the crate. He shot down four troopers before I could even get my blaster out and was able to avoid the TIE fighter and get away with both crates. There. Spilled. Happy?"
"Kid sounds impressive." Kanan turns his chair towards her, disbelief all over his face.
"You're not thinking what I think you're thinking." He says accusingly.
"He held on to a crate, no two crates, of blasters with a pack of troopers on his tail and a TIE, and has mysteriously disappeared."
"Because we were there to save him! He's a street rat. He's wild, reckless, dangerous, and gone with two crates of our blasters."
"Sabine?" Hera says, finger on the ships main intercom button.
"Yeah, Hera?"
"See if you can figure out where the kid went. Track his heat signature or something."
"After we're not about to be shot down."
"Please. And the shields are holding, but you need to buy me time to calculate the jump to light speed."
"Buyin' time. Now!" He looks out the cockpit window as the Twi'lek, Hera, is calculating the jump. Kanan, using the cockpit's cannon shoots down a TIE and he sees the girl down below.
She jumps into the seat, taking hold of the cannon below the cockpit.
"Calculation's complete, but I need an opening!"
"Found one!"
The girl, Sabine, shoots down a TIE and Hera makes the jump to hyperspace.
Ezra's eyes open, he quickly grabs his backpack and takes the back way out of his cave. He gets his hidden bike and travels to his tower as fast as he can before the girl can track his heat signature.
As he puts his bike near the side of his tower, he takes the elevator up and walks into his 'room'. Inside is a table, a bunk bed sort of thing, and trooper helmets. As he sits on his bed, he goes back into his meditative state, going back to the ship. They had exited hyperspace when he sees the girl in the common room, looking at a pad.
"Ok, so it says here that he's in a communications tower on the outskirts of Capital City. From what I can tell, it was abandoned years ago." She looks up at Kanan, and he puts his hand on his chin, thinking.
"Well, he would've had plenty of time to hide them, so we'll all go after we're finished with Vizago and Tarkintown. Meet at the Ghost after sundown and we'll leave. And Zeb, no attacking the kid or zapping him, Chopper." The Lasat, which he believes is Zeb, and Chopper the droid, groan and let out beeps of frustration.
As they return from giving food to the people of Tarkintown, and Kanan and Hera selling the blasters to Vizago, they fly over to the tower. Ezra exits his meditative state and 'returns' to his tower, waiting for them to enter. He walks over to his makeshift desk and works on the lightsaber he has been building for the last month after finding the temple on Lothal. When the door opens, he sees Kanan, Hera, Sabine, and Zeb.
"Where's Chopper?" He turns towards the group, his eyebrow raised.
"Excuse me?" Hera asks suspiciously.
"Where is Chopper. I thought he was coming with you guys to find the crates of blasters I stole. Well, honestly, it's not my problem." He turns back to the cylinder, fitting small wires and pieces into the core of the blade, the crystal already inside. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Zeb move towards him, growling, but Kanan sticks out his hand and walks towards him.
"That's a fancy weapon you got there. What is it?"
"Oh, don't do that with me. You know very well what it is, Dume." Kanan looks at him, fear and surprise in his eyes, but they quickly turn to anger. Kanan doesn't move, but Ezra hears a shift of fabric and the click of a blaster. No, two blasters. He pulls one of them from their owner's hand with the force, examining the colorful blaster. Hera still has hers aimed at him as she shifts her eyes over to Kanan in worry. Zeb just stands there, knowing if he did pull out his rifle, he would shoot the kid. So, he didn't. At least, not yet.
"Well, aren't you a ways from home, Sabine? Mando armor and guns." He whistles. "And no wonder you left the imperial academy, it's nothing but white. And, well, you know, weapons." He says, looking up at her as she flinches at the last word.
"Give it back!" He throws the blaster back at her.
"If you're looking for the crates, you won't find them here."
"That's what we were counting on. Chopper, have you found them?" Hera says, although blaster still aimed at Ezra, presses a button on her COM. A series of beeps the reply. "What do you mean it's nothing but rock?" Ezra laughs.
"I told you, won't find 'em. Now, if you excuse me..." He goes back to working in his lightsaber. As three of the four leave, Kanan telling them to give him a chance to talk to the kid. Kanan and Ezra are there in silence before Kanan speaks.
"How do you know?" Ezra shrugs. Kanan sighs, knowing he won't get anything out of the boy. So, he takes something from his pocket and places the blue cube on the desk.
"Open it."
"No. I'm not going to open your stupid Holocron."
"Why?"
"Don't wanna."
"What's your name?"
"What's it matter to you."
"What is your name."
"Ezra. Ezra Bridger."
"Mines-"
"Kanan Jarrus. I know. Or Caleb Dume."
"Open it," Kanan says with more of a growl, his patience lowering. Ezra looks at him.
"Why?"
"Why not?" Ezra sighs.
"Fine." As he concentrates on the cube, he feels it open, a message playing.
"This is Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. I regret to report that both our Jedi Order and the Republic, have fallen with a dark shadow of the Empire rising to take their place. This message is a warning and a reminder for any surviving Jedi. Trust in The Force. Do not return to the Temple...that time has passed. And our future is uncertain. We will each be challenged. Our trust. Our faith. Our friendships. But we must persevere. And in time, a new hope will emerge. May the Force be with you, always."
"There. I opened your stupid cube. Now, leave. And no, I won't join you. And I'm...sorry about you're master." Ezra looks down at his lightsaber, not meeting Kanan's eyes.
"How do you know about her?" Kanan questions.
"The force?" Kanan sighs, but nods.
"Keep it." He says, nodding towards the Holocron. "And that's fine. But, if you ever need us, give us a call. And he sets down a Holopad and leaves, leaving Ezra in the dark, with only a single light on. He picks up the Holocron and sees what he can learn what he doesn't already know.