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Chapter 1: Dark Side
(Ezra's POV) 'How did this go so wrong?' I thought.
I rushed forward and grabbed Kanan's lightsaber, pointing it at the Inquisitor.
"Your meager training is nothing in the face of true power." he sneered.
"You're not going near him!" I shouted.
To my despair, the blade was force-grabbed from my hands.
"I believe I am. In fact, I think it's time to end both Jedi and Padawan…for good." the man sneered.
The Inquisitor crept closer, dragging the two lightsabers along the ground.
"Your devotion to your master is admirable, but it will not save you. Nothing can." he growled, force-throwing me backwards, nearly off the edge of a small chasm. I scrambled to pull myself up.
"Get back!" I shouted.
"Ah yes. Good. Go on. Unleash your anger." the villain laughed. "I will teach you what your master could not."
"You don't have anything to teach me!" I yelled.
He was only a few yards away now. "The darkness is too strong for you, orphan. It's swallowing you up, even now." he taunted.
"No!" I cried.
"Your master will die." the Inquisitor teased, pushing my limits.
"No!" I yelled again.
"Your friends will die, and everything you hoped for will be lost. This is the way the story ends." he laughed.
My world turned gray at my final word.
"NO!"
(Kanan's POV)
I opened my eyes slowly, forgetting for a moment where I was. I looked up and what I saw terrified me. Ezra was cornered. The pebbles around me were levitating. Ezra's electric blue eyes snapped open as a massive fyrnock came up behind the boy. In a split second, I knew what had happened to my young Padawan.
"Ezra? No!" I shouted.
Ezra sent the giant creature on the Inquisitor. I watched as his eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed, drained from the power he had summoned. I stood quickly, retrieving my blaster and running to where he had fallen. I pulled him into my arms. I patted his cheek.
"Ezra?" I asked.
His eyes fluttered open.
"Kanan? W-what happened? I-I feel so cold." the boy murmured.
"I know." I said worriedly. I heard a loud crash behind me. Come on, we're leaving."
I slung him over my shoulder and ran towards the Phantom, force-grabbing my lightsaber from where the Inquisitor had dropped it. As I began to enter the ship, he threw his double-bladed saber at us. I deflected it and climbed in, setting Ezra down in the back and hopping into the pilot's seat. I fired at the Inquisitor's ship as we took off so he couldn't follow us.