Hey everybody! This is my last prewritten chapter and I'm very busy this week so the next update may be a bit slow. To apologize for this, I decided to do review replies! (PS. Anyone else watch the episode on Saturday! I KNEW IT! Also looking forward to next Saturday's episode!) One more thing! Bread Points to those who can guess the origins and/or symbolism behind the OCs' names.
Rebel Spectre 6: I don't know? Will Ezra live? Will Ezra die? It's a mystery within a mystery! :)
Geccarenee13: Thanks!
MafiStory: I'm being very bad with the cliffies lately aren't I?
Cassturn93: I still have three weeks to redeem myself! Besides, if I get coal, I can cook a burger.
rebekahtpe: I don't know. With the midseason finale footage I've been seeing, I might be beat to it.
Rebels-lover: There there. It will be okay. *hands you virtual cookie*
Specter14: Don't worry. I confused myself several times while writing this. If you need clarification, feel free to PM me. :)
Midnight Luna: I'm sure you're great! *hands Inner Fangirl chocolate to wash the soap out* And $?!% is right!
LordSkyJacker: Why yes. Yes I do. :) *casually hides hair under beanie*
Lenovo416: Thanks! :) You're right. No one stabs Ezra and gets away with it.
EvilMindedZ: Thanks! And I drew inspiration from many sources. :) And it was just Aversa's leg that got pinned under the statue.
Kanan felt his blood run cold when Ismene spoke. He felt like a zombie, except zombies didn't feel the pain that came with being unable to cry.
"Kanan!" Ismene yelled. Warning beeps filled the room, and Kanan stood quickly. Ismene guided him to a chair and sat him down. "What's your blood type?" she asked.
"I think it is O negative," Kanan replied.
"Good," Ismene replied. "Ezra is A negative. I need you to donate some blood."
"Will it save him?"
Ismene sighed. "I don't know, but I prefer a 50-50 shot to no shot at all." Kanan nodded and rolled up his sleeve. He felt something cold and wet rub onto his arm, followed by a sharp prick. In the next few minutes, he began to feel dizzy.
"Is it working?" Kanan slurred.
"I don't know," Ismene replied, but I can only give him so much more of your blood and I can't give him mine because I'm B positive. Not a good match."
A few more heart pounding minutes passed before Ismene removed the tube and bandaged Kanan's arm. "Ismene?" Kanan asked nervously.
"I stitched up the wound and put a bacta patch over it. Your blood did the trick Kanan. I think he's going to be okay."
Kanan sighed in relief. He tried to stand, but Ismene placed a hand on his shoulder. "Not yet," she said. "I had to take quite a bit of blood. I'll call Hera."
"What about the Empire?"
"We still have half an hour, but we may be stuck here a while. Hopefully Hera's close."
Ismene stood up and headed towards a holoprojector in the corner of the room. She dialed a code and a few seconds later, Hera's worried face appeared. "Ismene? What's wrong? Where are Kanan and Ezra? They didn't check in."
Ismene sighed. "We had an incident. Kanan, Ezra, and I are the only ones left here."
"The others?" Hera asked.
Ismene shook her head. "Dead."
"Oh stars…" Hera breathed. "What happened? Are Kanan and Ezra okay?"
"They'll be fine but you need to get down here and fast. Ezra is seriously injured. I was able to stabilize him but I don't know how long it will last. Kanan had to give some blood so he's not really up for any fighting and the Empire's on their way."
Hera nodded. "I'm coming. Just be ready to move."
Ismeme walked towards Kanan. "Can you walk?"
"I think so," Kanan replied. "Are we leaving?"
Ismene nodded. "We're leaving. We just have to move quickly."
"Can Ezra be safely moved?" Kanan asked.
"He should be. Does your ship have a medkit?"
"It does," Kanan replied.
"Then let's go."
Kanan carried Ezra carefully to avoid aggravating his injuries, dizziness washing over him in waves. They made their way up the stairs and were almost to the door when Ismene stopped suddenly, causing Kanan to almost crash into her. "What is it?" he asked.
"They're early…"
"Karabast…" Kanan muttered. "How did they get through the door? I thought the panel was shot."
"They must have cut it open. The basement walls are soundproof, which is why we didn't hear it."
Ismene stared at the security monitor where she was getting the footage. Skyle's body was covered in a tarp and two Stormtroopers were speaking to an officer.
"They found Skyle…" Ismene whispered.
"They probably found the others too…" Kanan growled. "What are we going to do? Hera's going to be landing any minute."
Ismene sighed. "I'd hate to do this, but we really don't have a choice."
"What are you planning?" Kanan asked.
"We're going to have to engage," Ismene said. "It's the only choice we have. Come back down here for a second?"
"Why?" Kanan asked.
"Kanan," Ismene began. "You can't fight because you are short on blood and you have Ezra. You need to trust me. Can you do that?"
"Ismene, I trust you, but what are you doing?"
"Can I trust you not to stop no matter what happens to me?"
Kanan's eyes widened when he realized what Ismene planned to do.
"Ismene, no!"
"Kanan, answer me!" Ismene said firmly. "Can I trust you?"
Kanan nodded, shutting his eyes tightly. "Yes. You can trust me."
Ismene pulled out her blaster and took a deep breath. "Ready?" she asked.
"I'm ready."
"When I open this door, run and don't stop."
Kanan nodded once more. "You'll make it onto the ship, right?"
Ismene turned to Kanan. "Don't worry Kanan. I'll be right behind you."
Kanan didn't know why, but he had a gut-wrenching feeling that Ismene was lying.
As Hera swooped down from in the Phantom II, her heart was pounding. It had been a good half hour since she last spoke with Ismene. A lot can change in half an hour. She nervously turned on the commlink. "Phantom II to Spectre-1, do you copy?"
There was only static.
"Spectre-1, come in!"
Hera began to panic. Did the Empire block communications? Were Kanan and Ismene trying to get themselves and Ezra out and didn't hear the comm go off? Or…
Hera punched the accelerator, desperate to get to the surface before it was too late.
Ismene took a deep breath and opened the door. When the door shrieked, the Stormtroopers immediately turned their weapons in the direction of the sound. "Who's there?" one of them yelled. Ismene took a deep breath and shot one of the Stormtroopers. He fell to the ground and the others immediately opened fire. Kanan adjusted his hold on Ezra and took off. As Ismene shot down Stormtrooper after Stormtrooper, Kanan suddenly heard something that nearly made him laugh with joy. The sound of the Phantom II's engines rumbled outside of the mansion. Hera had arrived.
As the ship hovered outside of the door, Kanan dove into the Force and dove towards where he sensed the ship. The door opened, revealing Hera, who assisted in shooting down the troopers. "Come on!" Hera yelled. Kanan made a running jump into the ship and landed smoothly. "Lay him down!" Hera ordered. Kanan did as he was told, laying his padawan down on the seats. He frantically wiped his hands on his pants and turned in the general direction of the open hatch. "Ismene!" he yelled. "Ismene, let's go!"
The Stormtroopers began firing on the Phantom II as Ismene ran towards it as she leapt on board. One shot grazed the bottom of the ship and it rocked violently, sending Ismene spiraling to the ground.
"Ismene!" Hera screamed.
Oops! I did it again! Honestly, Ismene's fate has been an eternal battle since I started planning this story. Good Bread Thief wanted me to keep her alive for future use. Bad Bread Thief wants Ismene dead. Which Bread Thief won? Find out next time! MWAHAHAHAHA! *hides*
