Chapter 10- Rebel to some, not to all

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Zare Leonnis followed his many higher ranked elder storm troopers into the smaller docked ship, a few paces away from the Ghost. In it was basically mission control. He walked up to one of the many computers and pushed a gloved finger to the screen, making a keyboard appear in front of him. He knew that this was a great risk, and he knew that the rebel crew were already beginning to question his loyalty, but nevertheless, he knew what he had to do, and who he had to stay loyal to.

Being an Imperial Cadet held very little perks. And being with the same brain washed, Empire grown, thirty something year old jerk troopers meant that you knew everyone of them and they knew you. It being a great displeasure of knowing each of their personalities as very little of them were pleasant. But the one silver lining is that with personalities came strengths. And with strengths came weaknesses.

And Zare knew as a fact that his commanding officer and chef 0R67 to his left, along with the jerk Lokoe, but he had to call him by his identification number, 6X01 and even trooper 163T, or 'Berko', to his right, knew nothing about technology. Heck, he could set up a bomb right in front of them using the software and they probably would just think it was a computer game.

Your only suppose to address storm troopers by there identification numbers, but when he had tried to call Berko '163T', he wouldn't let him, insisted he call him Berko. It was people like him, the very few kind storm troopers that drive Zare the craziest. Made him actually feel like he was betraying a friend. At times like those he just had to remind himself that he was just betraying the enemy. No. Not even betraying. For it to be betraying, he would have had to first been on their side.

Which made this next part so much easier.

As Zare pushed the button activating the two droids to fly over the Ghost scan it, he began to type in the software mechanism to activate a heat signature to locate Ezra. He knew that he must have looked like he was typing in Wookie to the other troopers and used this to his advantage.

"It's done." Said Zare, turning to the three other troopers. "You see this orange mark?" He said, pointing to the screen. It was all of the layout of the ship, and in one corner of the ship was an orange heating signature. "That's him. That's the rebel." Said Zare.

The other troopers looked, nodding slightly. "Good work, Cadet." Mumbled the commander. "I'll alert squadron six, we'll corner the sucker. 163T, 3X01, you come with me. Cadet, you wait outside of the ship and see if you are needed. This rebel is rouge and is welding a lightsaber, it's no place for a cadet." He commanded, leaving the ship with the other two at his side.

"Yes, Commander." Zare said, a bit of regret in his words, as he felt like he had, again, betrayed a friend. As the troopers left, Berko punching him playfully in his arm, but still enough to hurt, Zare pulled out his com. He looked the the open hatch of the ship, the ragged piece of cloth covering the exit way, making sure the troopers were completely gone as he ran back to the computer, looking on the Ghosts radio frequency.

As soon as he recognized it, he ripped off the back of his Imperial com, crossing the wires until he was on the same frequency matched to the one of the Ghost.

"Well, here goes everything." Zare whispered to himself as he spoke into the com. "Ezra?" Zare whispered in the com, "Ezra, come in."

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Ezra crawled through the vents of the Ghost, the gas on the vents dying down to a low smoke, but the gas mask still tightly succumbed to his face, nonetheless. Ezra tuned corners frantically, for once in this crazy day he did not know here to go. His friend had just ratted him out to the Empire! Was he ever really on his side to begin with?

"No." Ezra told himself. "No, I need to have more faith in Zare. Just because he's wearing an Imperial mask, doesn't mean that there's one under there."

Ezra found a place on the vent where the gas was almost no existent. He ripped off Sabine's mask, and took a deep breath. "Who am I kidding?" He breathed to no one but an empty vent.

Just then Ezra heard it. "Ezra?" He heard in a faint but unmistakable voice. He looked down through the vent to the cockpit, there, on the ships radio, Zare's voice flowed through.

How had he-? "The software!" Ezra whispered. "He must have hacked the ships software to the radio, and turned it into a one way com."

"Ezra, come in." Zare spoke through the radio.

"He must be trying to warn me." Said Ezra, as he was about to jump from the vent to hear the message better, when the sounds of muffled storm troopers stopped him.

"What was that?" He heard a trooper say, as the door slid open reviling two storm troopers as they walked into the cockpit.

The thing about a one way com, is only you can hear them. And they were about to hear Zare's warning!

The second Ezra realized this he jumped down form the vent, "what the?!" One said in surprise.

"The rebel!" The other announced, as they raised their weapons.

"Great job, ever think of leaving the Empire, becoming a detective?" Ezra asked, as he shot both of the troopers with his blaster built into his lightsaber, knocking them out instantly.

There was no doubt that the sound was going to attract more, he had to work fast. He close the doors to the cockpit, melting the lock and dragging the troopers off to the side. He then ran to the radio.

"Ezra, are you there?" Asked Zare, knowing Ezra couldn't answer. "Man I hope so, or else my cover is so blown. Listen," Zare whispered, "I don't have much time. When we scanned the ship, I tricked the other troopers into thinking that the ships main heat scores, the engine room, was really your heat signature. A heard of troopers are heading towards there right now. If you hurry, then you can cut them off and sabotage their ambush.

If you pull this off then it will be a whole squadron less of troopers to worry about. Good luck, and hurry. Oh, and Ezra? Try to just knock them out, would you? I've got a friend in there. If I find anything else out I'll call back in two hours. Make sure no troopers are around to hear it, or my cover is definitely blown! Assuming your even listening to this. Zare, sighing off. Remember! Engine room! Go!" Said Zare, before the line went dead with static.

"Rebel, or trooper in training." Ezra mumbled to himself, as Ezra could have easily not been around to hear that, and those two troopers could have just heard Zare's warning, blowing his search for his sister, and gaining him a ticket into Imperial prison. "Yup, defiantly rebel." Ezra mumbled, as more footsteps appeared outside of the doorway, but they were too late. Ezra had already force jumped up into the vent, and began making his way to the engine room.

He had an ambush to ambush.

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The Ghost crews starred in astonishment as they saw the two scanning droids scan the Ghost at Zare's command. A few minuets afterwards three troopers walked out of the ship, organizing a squadron of troopers.

"Listen up, troopers." The Ghost crew listened as a trooper with an orange shoulder blade addressed them. "We had detected a heat signature of the location of the rebel, due to the cadet hacking the system. We've got him cornered." He said.

The crew gasped. Zare had truly been on the Empires side. Zeb's fists clenched, "I'm gonna kill that kid." He growled, ignoring the guards calls for him to be quiet.

Just then Zare stepped out of the ship, the crew giving him the harshest glares possible, Kanan most of all. They thought they could trust him.

Zare knew that even though Ezra knew who's side he was on, it was not apparent to the entire Ghost crew.

Zare looked at them from across the field from where the Ghost crew kneeled, with big, brown, innocent eyes, as if trying to tell them that it was all going to be okay, as he slipped back on his helmet of which he hid behind, and ran to the trooper yelling for him.

But a simple look could not sway the crew. They knew, or thought they did, that Zare never was, and never had been on their side, and he had just turned Ezra's uphill battle into a mountain.

The crews heads shot up from their dazes at the sound of two shots being fired from inside of the ship. The biggest fear being that if Ezra was on the other side of that sound, and it was Zare's Intel that was responsible for it? Well, then it would mean that Zeb might just keep his promise.

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A/N, sorry for the long update, hope this made up for it. Hope for faster 11th chapter. ;)

-Azilia