Chapter 4
Kallus entered behind the rest, Ezra had never hated the sound of his voice more then right in that moment, he wanted to use the force on them, knock them all out of the way and run, but he knew he was no match for the man in black, and he was completely drained , he could barely move his fingers without becoming completely exhausted.
"Uh! why if it isn't Ezra Bridger!" Kallus said with a smirk, you could see the distain in Ezra's eyes. "Hum, 'Ezra Bridger' far too formal, wouldn't you agree, I think street-rat will do."
Ezra winched at that last comment, but lying on the floor, Ezra's eyes were still glued to the figure behind them, the one that looked exactly like him. Down to every last detail, even the scars. Kallus followed his eyes. "Uh!" Kallus exclaimed, stepping to the side as the figure came closer. "You see, when you were out, we took it upon ourselves to.. collect some of your DNA. This, as I prefer to call it, Bridger 2.0." he laughed at his own comment, though it didn't help at all with Ezra's confusion. "Bridger" Kallus said as he turned to the clone, "why don't you shed some light on our situation for our friend here."
The clone bent down to Ezra, still lying on the floor, his own blood encircling him, it's voice was almost identical to Ezra's. "Let me make this really simple for you" the clone spoke, "I may look like you, but I am nothing, I do not think for myself and I am solely working for the empire, I have no feelings, or emotions unless they have to do with the empire, and there for, am the perfect solder. However looking like you, is in the empire's favor. I will pose as you and join your, 'crew' I believe you call it. And we will take your crew, and your rebel cell, down. And the best part is, when your 'crew' feels completely and utterly betrayed, they will think you betrayed them, and sins I will be posing on your ship they won't even come looking for you."
Ezra had not felt this kind of anger in a long time, the type of anger where you know that everything you have, and everyone you love is right in front of you and about to be ripped away, and you can't do anything. It boiled in his chest until he used up every last bit of energy he had left to lunge himself forward, attempting to tackle the clone, the clone that was about to take everything from him. He did not know what he hoped to accomplish by doing this, but he knew that he would hate himself if he didn't do anything, if he didn't at lest try.
He was instantaneously throw back agents the wall with the man in black outstretching his hand, his head bashed up agents the metal wall, and Ezra felt the wetness seep down his back, and he knew that is was blood coming from his head, he felt the pain in his young body triple, as he fell back to the ground, feeling dizzy, and watching the world slip away until it was nothing but darkness.
After it was clear he was passed out, Kallus turned to the man in black, "impressive of how quickly you took the boy out, Darth vator, but now what do we do with him, he was made it very clear he will not be joining the dark side." Darth vator spoke again, in his deep voice.
"It is clear you have been too easy one him, I will torcher him until he agrees to learn in the ways of the dark side, or until he dies, witch ever comes first."
"Ok, that's it" said Sabine clearly getting worried now, "its clear you won't fit in there, so I'm going in after him!" she said turning to the vent.
"Have you gone completely crazy!" Zeb said as he grabbed her arm and pulled her back, "It's a trap! You don't walk into a trap!"
"But Ezra did!"
It was clear a fight was about to break out when suddenly Ezra appeared from the vent. "What are you guys yelling about?" he said as he walked closer to them. Sabine glad to see her friend, but still completely confused looked at Ezra.
"Ezra!" she exclaimed, "but how, what did, how are you"
Zeb spoke for her, "It was a trap! How did you-" he was cut off by 'Ezra'.
"I don't know what your talking about, there was no trap." He said handing them a data chip that had the supposed kyber crystal intel on it.
"But how-" Sabine began, but was interrupted by Ezra, yet again.
"We should probably get going" he said already making his way out.
Sabine was still confused, and she could tell Zeb was too, something was off with Ezra, his blue eyes just didn't seem as electric.
