Chapter 3: D.I.S.
Hey guys! Sup! Sorry no one has come to visit. Apparently they're busy with S2.
Disclaimer: Yeah. I was watching Brothers of the Broken Horn with her and she squealed when Blueberry did that move she had him do in VOF.
Me: I did not SQUEAL. It was a manly shout.
Disclaimer: Sure Dragon…suuurrre.
Me: Just do your damn job.
Disclaimer: Dragon owns nothing.
Aris tightened the belt on her red pants and tucked in her long-sleeve crimson shirt. She put her salmon colored parka on her seat. She heard she doors to the cockpit hiss open. Standing in the doorway was Ezra, wearing his backpack and clutching a pale orange parka in his hand. He had said his farewells to the crew.
"So, you ready to do this?" she asked.
"As I'll ever be," he replied, flopping down in the seat next to her.
"Then let's go," she said, grabbing the controls. She pressed a button and the Hawkwind detached from the Ghost. Ezra watched with a fleeting glance as they moved further and further away from the ship he called home. The stars turned into streaks as they jumped into hyperspace. No one realized that the course they were on would take them close enough to Hoth to be on a collision course with the asteroid field on the outer edge of its atmosphere.
Ezra reclined in the chair a while later, telling stories.
"So then, I hear this voice, right? And he asks me all these questions. He won't tell me his name. Just says that he's a guide. I look up, and there's these lights floating around in front of me," he said.
"Wow…go on, don't leave me hanging!" Aris demanded, enthralled with his latest story.
"So I followed it. I ended up in another room with three doors. I chose the one in the middle-," he started.
"You picked the middle door!? That's like, the default choice in EVERY book!" she complained.
"Well I didn't really know protocol for this stuff, and I haven't taken the time to read a book since I was six! Anyway, everything goes all mystical, and he asks me more questions, like why I wanted to become a Jedi," he explained.
"What did you say?" she inquired.
"At first I said that Kanan believed I could, and that I wanted revenge on the Empire. He asked me if Kanan had taught me that revenge was the Jedi way. I said that he was wrong. Kanan is a great master. Then I told him I wanted to protect my friends, and how it made the others feel when they help people. How they feel alive," he returned.
"It really does make you feel that way," she mused.
"Then, he told me that I might become a Jedi after all. A blue light floated down in front of me. Kanan said it was a Kyber crystal. We returned to the ship and the others gave me parts to help me built my lightsaber. It took weeks, but I finally finished it and well…," he reached down and grabbed it off his belt. "Here it is," he handed it to her. She turned it over in her hands, running her fingers along the grooves in the hilt. She admired the fine craftsmanship.
"It's beautifully made. You know, I made my blaster too," she said.
"Really? How?" he asked.
"Well, I was on a mission with my mother and another rebel around Sabine's age and-,"
A blaring alarm sounded, successfully ending her story. The lights flashed red.
"What the…what is that?" Ezra exclaimed.
"A collision warning? But…of course! Hoth is surrounded by asteroids!" Aris cried. "How could I have forgotten?" she asked herself.
She pulled them out for hyperspace too late. She ship rocked violently as they struck an asteroid. Aris took hold of the controls. Ezra tried to send a distress call to the fleet.
"Ghost this is Hawkwind! We're kind of in trouble here!" he yelled.
"Ezra where are you?" Hera's voice came over the comm.
"We're-," the ship rocked again and the lights and comm went out. "Aris get us out of here!"
"I would love to! But I have to tell you something. I'm not flying this ship anymore. That last one got the engines! We're dead in space!" she yelled.
They both screamed as another asteroid struck the ship, knocking them into the gravitational pull of the planet. The windshield turned into fire. Ezra's temple struck the dash and his world turned into blackness. He never felt the shard of glass that embedded itself in his left calf or the heavy metal panel that fell on top of him.
Hera and Kanan were relaxing in the common room when Chopper rolled in.
"Distress call?" Hera wondered.
Chopper projected it. It was an image of Ezra, a panicked look on his face.
"Ghost this is Hawkwind! We're kind of in trouble here!" he shouted. They heard a loud crash and saw the image fizzle for a moment.
"Ezra where are you?" Hera asked urgently.
"We're-," another loud bang and the image vanished and the audio turned to static.
"Gah! Chop, triangulate where that signal came from!" she ordered.
The droid beeped and grumbled.
"What do you mean the signal's gone?!" she yelled.
"It sounded like they collided with something," said an alarmed Sabine. "An asteroid maybe. But there are asteroid fields all over that sector," the worry was ostensible in her voice.
Kanan bit his lip. This would be no easy task. But his Padawan was in trouble and so help him he would find those kids if it killed him.
Aris opened her eyes. Her vision blurred in and out of focus. Finally her world stopped spinning. She peered around her. There was fire everywhere. She saw her bag and grabbed it along with her parka. She saw something orange under a large metal sheet. She narrowed her eyes when she saw a white symbol on it. She suddenly realized that it wasn't a something…
It was someone.
A/N
Me: If Ezra got hurt this much in the show, Kanan would lock him up for his own good. But who doesn't love a good Ezra whump story!?
Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure no one.
-SWMCDC227