Chapter 4
We have been on the road for a couple of hours and the whole time was absolute silence. I mean, what was there to say?
'Oh hey, so you're an assassin that so happened to of killed my parents and for some reason, protecting me from other assassins. Then taking me to random places all over, killing people, raiding places, and don't give me any darn clue of what is going on!'
Man, how does this guy sleep at night knowing what he has been doing? Not even my petty thieving would be able to top any of the stuff Kanan has seen or done.
The car stopped and the two of us left the car. We are at some kind of coastline somewhere in America. Don't ask me where in America though.
I followed Kanan down a dock to an old fishing boat with a man holding a bundle of rope.
"Hey Choppers," Kanan greeted and getting the sailor's attention. I felt so small in his presence but didn't show him any signs of it.
"Hello Kanan, what de ye have here?" Chopper spoke in a pirate like way and gestured to me.
"This is Ezra and we need you to take us the Britain," Kanan said. I looked over at the man shocked but he pretended that he didn't see me. We are going to a different country! Why does he not tell me these things?
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," I said backing away angrily, "You never said anything about leaving the country!"
"Kid, this is fo-" I stopped Kanan.
"Yeah, I heard it, 'for my own protection,' I mocked making the man mad. Good, he can be mad all he wants because I'm already ticked off!
I still continued, "I get that I supposedly need to be protected but I can handle myself!"
My voice began to get louder, "You have dragged me all around the place and never told me once why or who I need protection from!"
Once my rambling was done, I death glared at Kanan with cold eyes. He just stared back at me blankly.
"You're right," he said. My body froze. I wasn't expecting that response and waited for him to continue to explain.
"I know I haven't given you every little detail on what I'm doing but let's face the music for a minute. Would you have come or done anything I said if I told you what was happening?"
My mouth open but no words came out. I hate to admit this but he's right. I wouldn't have done anything if he told me everything about what's going on. To be totally honest, not even my full curious side wants to know most of it. Yet, a desire to get revenge burned inside of me but every chance I get, I hesitate.
Waiting, watching, needing to know, and then disaster strikes before my questions are answered. Or maybe they are being answered and I just don't realize it yet. Maybe that's why I'm still following him, to get answers and then figure out who really was up to all of this. In the back of my mind, I don't think Kanan is the real enemy, just a cover up. Someone's toy to pay for every kill they get.
There was more to this than what was getting out here and to get closer to the truth...
My eyes landed on Kanan's pistol that was revealed a little.
...I may have to learn.
I looked up at the two men. "Let's go," I said those two words which would mean leaving the only home I ever knew. Or wherever my home was, it was nowhere near the ocean.
"Climb aboard mates, the Phantom wouldn't sail ye self," Chopper said going to the wheel of the boat. Kanan and I got on board the old tug boat. Soon, we were off to Britain. I watched the land of America get smaller and smaller as we sailed father and father out to sea. The land disappeared and I was lead down to the lower deck.
I went down the stairs until hitting the floor of an old room filled with different things. There were maps, treasures, junk, parts, you name it and he'll probably have it. To the side, an old, wooden table with chairs were set. On top were some stuff with a little extra space to be filled.
I sat on one of the chairs while Kanan sat on the one diagonal from me. I looked up at the man and asked, "How can you kill people?"
Kanan looked over at me really confused.
"I mean, how can you kill people without hesitation. You make and do it so easily," I explained. The man did something I wasn't expecting.
He took the gun out and dismantled it then gave it to me. "Load," was all Kanan said. I was interested in where this was going so I swiftly loaded the weapon. "Pull this part back," he said pointing to the sliding part. I slid the part back then it popped forward again.
"Aim," Kanan told me and I leveled the gun at some weird picture of monkeys on the wall. A hand reached out and pulled the gun over. Now the end of the pistol was aiming at Kanan's chest. I looked him in the eyes confused and worried.
He stared at me blankly saying, "Shoot." My body tensed and my finger was laying right over the trigger. I could end all of this right now. If I just pull the trigger. Yet, there was something stopping me and saying that this wasn't right.
"I said, "shoot,"" Kanan demanded but my trembling hands and every other inch of my well-being froze from the cold. The cold surrounding me and whispering 'do it.' To cold. Way to cold. Then the weight of the gun lessened from my hands. Things were lighter and the warmth came back. I realized Kanan took the gun from me.
"That's how," he said. I gulped and stared at the man in amazement. This was probably harder for him than it was for me. I can see it now. He doesn't want to do this as much as I do but has to be done or else...
I don't know. I don't know what is going through that head of his. I don't know why he's protecting me. I don't know why he killed my family but not me. I don't know the people who want our heads. Nothing.
All I know is to keep on the run. That's all I ever knew ever since my mom died. Ever since my dad married a rich, snobby woman. Run Ezra, just run and you'll be fine. Well nothing in my life was fine, nothing! I lost my mom, ran away, lost my alive folks, in a little game of predator and prey. I'm the prey and I'm being hunted but never knew until Kanan showed.
Of course, I still barely knew anything but I'm still alive so that some good brownie points there. Even if I'm still being hunted like a lost sheep in a woods full of wolves.
"You thirsty or hungry, kid?" I snapped out of my thoughts and saw Kanan and Chopper staring at me.
"Oh uh, no thanks. I'm good," I said. Chopper nodded his head then left with Kanan on his tail. I just stayed in the seat and waited until we arrived at our destination.
Kanan soon came back into the room.
"Ok kid, we are almost there. So I'm going to tell you what our next move is," he said sitting down in the empty chair. I nodded.
"When we get off, we are going to head to the nearest train station and go to my house..." he began. Kanan explained the rest of the plan until we heard Chopper tell us that we're here.
The two of us gather our things and Kanan thanked Chopper. The sailor gave us a proud grin before waving goodbye.
Kanan and I walked down the peer, into the city. People scurried around the streets and horns beeped every once in a while when traffic held them. My eyes kept a look out for any suspicious characters that may want to cause us trouble, which yet are to be found.
I let out a long sigh of breath, not aware of holding it the whole time. We made it to the station without any backstabbers, literally.
I followed Kanan to the ticket booth. While he was getting the tickets, I looked around curiously at civilians minding their own beeswax. That's when an unsettling feeling came as a woman leaning against the wall, smoking, was watching me with a devious grin.
She had short black hair and a black, leather jacket with a red shirt underneath. The woman also had navy, blue jeans and nice, black boots. Her skin is so pale that she could be mistaken for a ghost, especially the black, soulless eyes.
That woman was going to be a major problem for Kanan and I. I wasn't going to like this ride any better than the next person who enters the train with the three of us on board. If that is she is going to be on the same train. This could all me in my head from lack of food and sleep.
Those two things, I can worry about later. For now, its survival of the fittest. The predator is starting her hunt and I'm her main prey.
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