A Blast from the Past
Summary: Kanan and Ezra meet and end up fighting the mysterious masked Female Inquisitor. But after Kanan gets injured and Ezra has to fight her alone, her mask is knocked off, and Ezra recognizes her. Someone very important to his past. (Cover image belongs to lledra-fanstuffs)
Note: Get ready for the feels. I estimate about 66% of you guys will hate me by the end of this story.
ONE-SHOT!
Ezra's POV
Kanan and I walked into the abandoned warehouse. Vizago had called in his deal and told us to get some crates that were in here. Not to strange normally, but this time he said everyone else would have to stay on the Ghost. And the ship would also have to be several blocks away. I wasn't completely sure why, but I had a bad feeling about this place. But that may just be because we were on a planet heavily controlled by the Empire.
Anyways, Kanan and I quickly located the crates.
"Here we are." Kanan said.
"Good, let's get out of here. I don't like this place." I said.
"Yeah, I think your right, kid." Kanan agreed. "This place, it seems to have the dark side everywhere."
Wait, now Kanan was agreeing with me that this place was totally crazy. That defiantly means bad news. And this 'bad news' came two seconds later, with the sound of a lightsaber igniting.
We turned and looked and saw a figure. The figure appeared to be female and wore black armor that covered her from head to toe. She even wore a mask so we couldn't even tell who she was. She was wielding a double-bladed lightsaber that looked very similar to the one of the old Inquisitor that died on Tarkin's ship when we rescued Kanan.
"And there's the dark side." I said.
Kanan and I ignited our lightsabers and waited for the new Inquisitor to make the first move. She went after Kanan first, clearly seeing him as the bigger threat since he was older.
I tried to get a few jabs in as much as I can, but since she had a double blade she could block both of us at once. While she had Kanan in a saber lock she delivered a hard kick to his chest, knocking him back so he hit his head on a durasteel container, knocking him out.
I was on my own.
I thought back to my fight with the old Inquisitor on the ship, and tried to learn from my mistakes. I should probably avoid cat-walks, and be prepared in case she throws her lightsaber at me. I got off with a couple scars last time, but this time I may lose something, and I didn't want that to happen, no matter how cool cybernetic limbs looked.
The new female Inquisitor came at me twirling her lightsabers. I jumped back to avoid getting sliced in half. She swung and I blocked. I continued to block her swings and I managed to swing once or twice, but of course she blocked them, being much more skilled than me.
She swung particularly hard at my chest and I blocked it, and we ended up in a saber lock. As our lightsabers were locked, each of us pushing, trying to get better leverage, in the back of my mind I started to wonder. Why did she wear a mask? There was no sound of a respirator, so it wasn't to help her breath. She couldn't be trying to hide if she was ugly, considering how ugly the old Inquisitor was, and Tarkin is, the Empire obviously have no trouble displaying their ugly selves. So what was behind the mask.
I didn't have much more time to ponder this, as I had to jump onto a crate to avoid her slicing me when she got the upper hand in the lock. I should have seen what was coming next. She distracted me by spinning her saber, making me ready to block the spinning light beams of death, that I was not prepared for the strong kick to my stomach. She sent me flying onto the ground.
She was about to come down on me, and would have stabbed me right in the chest, but I managed to push her away with the Force. Her forward jumping momentum immediately switched and she flew backwards. I used this time to jump to my feet and prepare for her next attack.
The Inquisitor was on the ground, and she must have rolled with her fall because she was on her hands and knees. I noticed on the ground next to her was her mask. When she would stand up and face me I would find out what was under it.
And when she turned, I immediately wished I never knocked the mask off, that I never wished to see what was under it.
It wasn't that she was ugly, quite the opposite, she was beautiful. The most beautiful woman I've seen. She was a woman I knew a long time ago. She still had the same blue hair that was peeking out from under the helmet and the same lips that were always curved into a smile. But she wasn't smiling now, and her eyes were different. What were once blue eyes just like mine, where cold yellow.
"M-Mom?" was the only thing that could come out of my mouth.
"I haven't been called that in a long time." my mom said.
"Mom, it's me. It's Ezra." I said, tears in my eyes.
"Ezra," my mom said. I nodded, but she wasn't finished. "Your mother died a long time ago."
"But, but your right here." I protested.
My mom reactivated her lightsaber that got turned off when I pushed her with the Force.
"Mom, what are you doing? You hate the Empire! Why would you join them?" I asked. I backed away as she came towards me.
"I am the Empire now." my mom said.
"But, but you were the light in the dark!" I cried. "The spark of the rebellion."
"Sparks are easily snuffed out." my mom replied.
"Mom I don't want to fight you!" I said. "Please, you, you don't have to do this."
"It is my mission to destroy the rebels." my mom said.
"You were a rebel once yourself!" I cried. "Please, Mom, it's not too late. You can deny the Empire, give up the Dark Side! Join us!" She was still coming towards me, with her lightsaber getting poised to strike. "Join me." I added.
"The only person joining you, will be your Master in the afterlife." my Mom said. "After I kill you."
She swung her lightsaber and I blocked.
I was having trouble focusing at the task at hand of blocking the deadly attacks my mom was throwing at me. My mind was in turmoil.
"You would kill your own son?" I asked as she swung at my head, which I ducked under.
She did not answer me. But swung again and I blocked, getting in yet another saber lock. I could tell I was going to lose this one unless I acted now. But I didn't want to hurt my mom.
Before I could decide on any tactic my mom was thrown into the nearby wall and held there by Kanan. He started to head towards her
When I finally found my voice, "Don't hurt her!"
Kanan turned around in shock. "Ezra, she's an Inquisitor. Practically a Sith. She was trying to kill us a second ago."
"I know, but," I said.
"But what Ezra?" Kanan said.
"She's my mom." I said. I could tell I was crying now and I hated it.
"I thought your parents were dead." Kanan said confused and shocked.
"I did too." I said. "Kanan I can't kill my own mom. Can't we just like, I don't know, knock her out, get the crates and get out of here?"
"We'll just run into her again." Kanan said.
"I know, but maybe next time, I could bring her back." I begged.
Kanan looked into my eyes and must have seen my desperation; he used the Force to knock my mom out. "We better hurry." He sliced my mom's lightsaber that was lying at our feet in half, at least that would stop her from chasing us for a bit.
Kanan and I grabbed the two crates and ran back to the Ghost.
After we took off Kanan and I went to the cockpit where Hera was.
"Run into any trouble?" Hera asked.
"We met a new Inquisitor." Kanan said.
"What are we dealing with this time?" Hera asked.
"My mom." I said. I was still trying to wrap my head around her being an Inquisitor. I didn't even know she could use the Force. But what shocked me was that Hera didn't seem to be shocked. "Why are you not shocked?" I asked.
Hera didn't respond.
"Hera?" Kanan asked, confused by this too.
"Remember when Tseebo was on board?" Hera asked. "On Empire day when you guys left for that asteroid with all those nasty creatures?"
"Kinda hard to forget." I said.
"He said he knew what happened to your parents." Hera said.
"Wait!" I said. "You knew my mom was an Inqusitor?"
Hera's silence was all the answer I needed.
"You knew! All this time you knew! And you never told me! Even after Travis you never told me!" I yelled.
"Ezra please," Hera begged, but I was far too angry.
"I trusted you Hera!" I yelled. I could tell I was making half the objects in the room float, but I didn't care. "I trusted you that you wouldn't keep anymore secrets from me after Fulcrum!"
"Ezra," Kanan tried to calm me down.
"But, but you kept this from me!" I yelled, but my shouts were turning to sobs as my anger turned into sadness.
"If I can't trust you, and I can't trust my mom, who can I trust?" I sobbed, and ran out of the room to my cabin before I did or said something I would regret, locking out Zeb who was about to walk in when I beat him to it.
I thought I lost my parents to the Empire, but it turns out I lost my mom to the dark side. I don't know how I would be able to fight her if we ever crossed paths again.
Please don't kill me. I hope you liked it minus all the feels but this is what the hiatus is doing to me.