A/N: Merry Christmas! I am here to spread holiday joy, via locking Ezra in a cell! What? I can do that if I want to. Bought a new ugly Christmas sweater yesterday. If the gingerbread man falls off…new toy for my nieces and nephews. I only have this one and one other story to update before I'm done for the month. The other story is That's Our Penny. Umm, yeah.

Oh, umm, not entirely sure if I did this or not, but, Ezra calling Palpatine out as a sith was Catlovingmermaid's idea…

Disclaimer: I own Nothing! Except my OCs!

Chapter Ten: Now I'm bored!

~Ezra's POV~

I glared at the steel wall across from me. Out of all the plans that they could come up with, the best one they are going with involved me sitting in a cell. Oh, I wasn't alone; Rex and Ahsoka were in the cell with me. Though that was more of a precaution that I wouldn't do something stupid, like climb through the vents.

"Ezra? How about you give Rex back the blaster?" Ahsoka tried for the millionth time to get me to hand my lightsaber over to the clone.

"Seeing has he doesn't know how to use it, I think not." I snipped back, annoyance flaring up in me.

"Look here kid, I'm a soldier! I know how to use a blaster, no matter how funny looking it is!" Rex scoffed loudly as he rolled his eyes at me.

I immediately arched my eyebrows at that statement. "You work with Jedi. Have fought with a sith lord…and you don't recognize a lightsaber when you see one?!" I flicked it onto the saber setting, the glowing blue blade shot out, nearly stabbing the wall.

"That was a…you are not allowed to stab the Chancellor with that thing!" Rex yelped just as his comlink clicked on.

"Captain…do I want to know why your discussing stabbing the chancellor?" Master Kenobi's voice crackled through the comlink.

"The funny looking blaster that we found on the kid ain't a blaster, it's a lightsaber. And with his attitude towards our Chancellor, I thought telling him not to use it on him a good idea." Rex responded back, eyeing the blue blade.

"How come it's blue?" Ahsoka asked as she examined it from a safe distance.

"What color did you expect it to be? White blades go to Fulcrum. Ka … I mean umm." Ezra faltered upon realizing the way his companions heads snapped up to look at him with round eyes.

"Have you ever seen Fulcrum use her lightsabers?" Ahsoka promptly prodded.

"Sure, how do you think I got this scar here? Sitting around in a cell doing nothing?"I sarcastically asked as I pointed to my scar on my right wrist that I got on a mission gone bad, at least Fulcrum had saved me, and my hand.

"Master! Can I please have a different assignment?" Ahsoka once again called Anakin on her comlink.

"No…what did the kid do this time?" Anakin sounded slightly amused.

"He's being sarcastic." Ahsoka groaned aloud.

"Really? Glad to hear that he stopped kicking the wall." Anakin showed no sympathy to the young torguta.

"Skyguy! Please let me out of here." Ahsoka begged, just as the comlink went dead.

"That can't be good." I muttered to myself, just as all the power went off.

"This is not part of the pla…Ah!" Rex yelled out suddenly.

"Rex!?" Ahsoka and I called out, both of us forgetting about our lightsabers.

Silence fell as no one answered. Nervous, reached out to grab my fellow padawan's hand. Only for another hand to clap itself over my mouth. My nose was pinched shut making it hard to breathe. So, I did the only logical thing to do. I slumped forward in a dead faint, my body going limp on me. A surprised grunt escaped my assailant as he, at least I think it was a he, readjusted his grip on me, allowing for me to breathe.

"Hurry up with those two will ya!?" A definite male voice hissed out in the darkness.

"Their almost there. What about you?" Another voice, female this time, spoke up where Rex was last I checked.

"Out like a light. Now let's go. The count's waiting for us!" My captor hissed at his companions.

~Several Minutes Later, Anakin's POV~

I slowly opened my eyes to find myself tussled and lying on my side, facing the cell door. A groan escaped me as I pushed myself up into a sitting position. I could see into several cells, which only showed all of the clones tied up in two of them, and Obi-wan and Snips tied up in another two cells. The cell between the two with the clones had a none moving Ezra lying on his side, hands tied behind his back.

"Is everyone ok?" I croaked out as I scanned my former master's exhausted face.

"Besides totally annoyed that we were all jumped on? I'm just fine." Snips drily announced.

"Hey, Ezra! You alright there?" Rex leaned against Cody as he struggled to sit up.

Silence fell as they waited for an answer from the young teen. And waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, I had enough and kicked the scoffed up wall, "Ezra! Just answer the question, now!"

A loud bang resided throughout the hall as our captors strolled all mightily into the room. There were at least six of them, all humanoids. Two were female, while the others were male.

"Knock it off! Serra, get the boy!" The tallest male, he had red skin and blue hair-like lines over the top of his head, called out suddenly.

A frightened looking female stepped forward. She had pale blue skin and thick curly red hair, she was also the smallest one there, and was no where as hard-looking as the others. Walking over to the cell Ezra was in she opened it and immediately grabbed the force-sensitive teen. Ezra's head promptly fell off, revealing that it really was a watermelon. The bounty hunters stared at the fake teen in shock for about five seconds.

"I want this ship on lockdown, immediately!" The leader spun around to face another male, one who looked just like Serra, "Gerro! You're the one who caught him supposedly, so you're fired!"

I blinked slowly as I tried to wrap my head around the fact the kid escaped, while we didn't. Maybe he was right to complain about the lack of action on his part of the plan…

~Ezra's POV, three hours later~

"But…" I stared in objection at the comlink I managed to snitch from Rex.

"No buts. We'll send help young one." Master Windu's voice cut me off.

I glared at the comlink, quiet glad that he couldn't see me. "Yes Master. While you do that, I'll try to contact Uncle Gregor…" I got the response I wanted immediately.

"No! Absolutely not! Your crazy, trigger happy, uncle will not help you with this. Actually, make that as a you're not allowed to contact any of your uncles. Understood?" Master Windu sounded like he was about to pass out of fright.

"Yeah, understood. Get here soon." I clicked off the comlink, smiling to myself over how spending the last three hours regaling the stoic Jedi master with stories about my supposed uncles was a brilliant idea.

A/N: Done! Well this chapter is done. And it's another cliffhanger! In case you're confused, Ezra was telling Windu about the clones in the rebellion. Especially Gregor. My impression on him is that he is indestructible and a smidgen trigger happy if you're a stormtrooper. Ezra was careful to make sure that Windu doesn't realize he's talking about three certain clones. Not entirely sure how he escaped, you probably noticed that he faked falling unconscious, while the others really did pass out.

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