Hey guys! I'm glad I got some fans here. If you write stories, I'll go check them out after this. Also The Fighter is up for grabbing. I don't want or need it anymore; I put way to many OC's in it. If I don't get any offers it's no problem I'll just delete it. So, here it is! Chapter one. I'm just going to put on the preview I did for you guys on it as well. So I'm sitting at home, happy as hell BECAUSE I GOT MY PHONEEEE! That's right. Though I have no contacts except for my family and Destiny. Eh. So here we go! Also, there is indeed a reason why the characters are a bit OOC. You'll see. Here we go for the final time!

Wind

Ezra and Zeb zoomed away from the ghost ship.

"Eh, I can't believe I'm in charge of getting gas with the Padawan."

The blue haired boy laughed, going faster. "Oh come on, this is what you've been waiting for." He sped up again, the slowed down one more time. "You comin, fat guy?" Zeb turned to face Ezra. He growled, and started to speed up. "Alright, let's go big buddy!" Ezra chuckled one more time.

Dust kicked up behind the bikes, and they raced fast. Rocks lay in the way as well as logs and quite weird animals growled in disbelief as the dust prowled above them.

Ezra would dodge everything he could, slowly looking behind him to see if Zeb was there. He had crashed.

"Oww my head…." The lasat groaned as he held his head in disbelief. "It hurts…" blood smoothly ran down Zeb's face.

"Zeb!" he got off the bike and ran up to his enemy. "Are you alright, fatty?"

Zeb turned his face to Ezra's pushing him over. "Fine."

"Let's go then!" The young boy chimed. Zeb growled as he got back on his 74-z speeder bike.

"They are waiting for us. We turn back, bring Kanan." Zeb started to drive back towards the ship.

"A little scared, are ya?" The young boy chuckled, mounting his speeder bike.

"I don't want to die."

Kanan's POV

"Get the ship ready Hera. I see them."

Outside of the ship Kanan and Hera stood awaiting their supplies for the next few weeks. Slowly, they realized there wasn't any. "Zeb, where's the supplies?" Kanan yelled, looking at the two speeder bikes as they approached. The Lasat didn't answer. "Zeb,"

"Empire had a trap sent. I am not going to die today." He growled and entered the ship. Sabine came zooming back, a bag of supplies in hand.

Ezra stared at her and she smiled a quick smile at him.

"No, no! No! NO, no." he growled, looking at Sabine and Ezra. "Anyway, why don't you go help Hera get the supplies put away, Sabine?" He looked at his Padawan. "You-"

"I have to go treat Zeb's wound!" he snickered quietly. As if you would, Ezra, let alone have Zeb allow you to.

"Ok." He smiled, shoving Ezra onto the ship.

Kanan walked into the cock pit. He pressed his mouth to the comlink. "Let's get this going, Hera."

A fuzzy voice answered back into his hearing.

"You got it, captain." A bit of laughing came after, and he leaned back.

He slowly pressed buttons, raising them from the ground. He had shut the entrance, turned the power on, and got them floating. Her turn.

"Hey, I think I'm going to practice the force in my room." Ezra popped in to talk to Kanan.

"You do that, Padawan." Ezra looked flushed, and he walked to his room. There was something about Kanan, something that made him feel different.

It made him feel stronger. Wiser. More confident.

He laughed to himself, scolding what he just said. He pressed his voice to the comlink and suddenly he turned violent.

"Hera, get down here now. I'm not doing a Twi'lek's work for her." He covered his mouth as soon as he said it. What… What made me say that? Hera came running through the ship and walked into the cockpit.

"Get out." Kanan walked out without saying a word, his head shamed to his feet. As soon as he got to his room he turned on the radio.

Yes everyone, we have a special announcement from the Empire!

Hello. My name is Captain Rex and I am here to inform you of a dangerous virus.

Darth Vader was said to say that it can cause deathly results.

As well as releasing a side of you that wasn't even there before.

How this became the Empire does not know, but we are looking into it.

Thank you for listening to our warning.

Well, there you have it folks! Now for the rest of this evening we will-

Kanan shut off the receiver. Is that what I have? Could I have been infected?

"Yes. I was." Kanan laughed to himself again, in disbelief.

"I came to apologize, Kanan. But I do expect an apology from you." His door barged open, and Hera entered the room.

"Oh please Twi'lek, just go mop the floors."

Hera gasped.

"Who are you?"

Kanan smirked as he looked at her.

"I'm Kanan, love."

Me: I got a new chapter!

Kanan: Let's try to keep this going.

Hera: I have a question, a virus like this doesn't just happen. Someone had to be, like inject-

Me: SHHH!

Skylar: *looks at destiny* Still beautiful…. *continues to stare*

Destiny: WOLFYS! AND WAFFLES! YAY!

Zeb: Alright Wind wants to eat breakfast so ciao everyone.

Ezra: Remember to review! Bye!