Muhahahahaha! The plot thickens and my dark side comes out! Review and tell me who you think Ezra's "Shadow" is!

THE PHANTOM

"Are you sure the kids will be alright?" Hera asked for what seemed to Kanan like the 15th time.

Kanan laughed. "They'll be fine. Can you just stop worrying about them and relax?"

Hera sighed. "I'll try…"

THE GHOST, COMMON ROOM

"I still don't see why Hera put you in charge," Ezra whined. "Just because your older doesn't mean you get to order us around."

Zeb grunted. "You heard Hera. I'm in charge, and I expect you to behave for once."

Ezra crossed his arms and slouched in a corner. "And who's going to make me?" he mumbled.

Zeb growled, infuriated by Ezra's attitude, and picked up the young teen by his shirt. "I am going to make you, Lothrat! Even if I have to throw you out the airlock!" he threw Ezra down, muttering under his breath, and stomped off to the kitchen to look for the to-do list Hera had made.

Ezra smirked. He had been with the crew of the Ghost long enough to know how to make Zeb angry enough to leave him alone. It was a talent.

THE KITCHEN

Zeb stomped into the kitchen, mumbling. He fumbled around for the list Hera had made. "Karrabast!" he exclaimed. "Where is that list?!" Finally, after some searching, he found what he was looking for. His eyes scanned it for a suitable task and came to rest on the last item: a supply run on Helet. A large grin formed on Zeb's face, and the Lasat made a dash for the cockpit.

EZRA/ZEB'S ROOM

Ezra climbed onto his bunk, his anger threatening to overflow. "Why does Zeb get to be in charge? Why not me? everyone gets things—important things—to do. Sabine gets solo missions, Chopper gets to fly the Phantom, even Zeb is in charge!" he kicked the wall in fury. "KARRABAST!" he yelled to no one in particular.

Your right, a voice whispered.

Ezra sat up and looked around. "Who was that?" he asked.

No answer.

"Chopper, if this is a prank…"

No answer.

"Chopper?"

I'm not Chopper. I'm not Zeb or Sabine, either.

Ezra jumped. "W-who are you? Where a-are you?" he asked, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice.

I am neither Chopper, nor Sabine, nor Zeb. I am you. Or rather what you could be.

The young teen scanned the room once more. "Where are you?" he asked.

I am here, you just can't see me. I am your shadow. I have always been with you. You just have never noticed me. I keep you safe, as well as keep you company. My job is to make sure that you reach your full potential. makes sense?

Ezra shrugged. "No, but I think I know what you're talking about."

Good. I am sure, now that you are aware of me, we will be the best of friends.

"Yea, sure."

What seems to be the matter?

Ezra sighed. "Just upset."

About what?

"Everything. Zeb gets to be in charge, Sabine has permission to fly the Ghost, even Chopper is allowed to fly the Phantom. It's not fair!"

I see. You're right. It isn't fair, is it? They don't trust you because they don't know your full potential. they won't know your full potential until they see you use it!

"How? What am I supposed to do?"

Be brave. When you and the others are in peril, be brave. Take risks. Take the chance of losing your life for the ones you love. Then they will see how serious you truly are.

Ezra's mood lifted. "Really? Will it work?"

Yes, it will.

Ezra was about to ask what exactly he was supposed to do when the Ghost gave a sharp jerk, causing him to fall off his bed. Sore, Ezra got up and rushed to the cockpit.

He got there just in time to see the Zeb key the Ghost to jump into hyperspace.

"What on Lothal are you doing?!" Ezra yelled.

Zeb turned, surprised to see the teen in the cockpit, before answering his question. "Remember that list Hera gave us? A list of things to do?"

Era nodded and took a seat.

"I looked at the list and one of the things that need to be done was to pick up some supplies on Helet."

"That ball of ice?" Ezra asked, shivering at the thought of the deserted planet made entirely of ocean. "Why there?"

"Dunno. But it was on the list, so it needs to be done."

"Wasn't that the one thing Hera told us not to do until they got back?"

Zeb shrugged. "Didn't bother to look." The Lasat flicked a switched and the Ghost jerked out of hyperspace throwing Ezra back into his seat.

Groaning, he sat up. "Do you even know how to fly this thing?"

"Yea." Zeb paused, then added, "Sort of…"