Hello! Miss me? Of course you did! It's been two days, so that means I absolutely must update. The story has a mind of its own. That, and the fact that I have a tendency to post things at the beginning of the month to kick it off in a great way! So, yeah... I updated Reluctant Master, which I haven't touched in a long time (BTW: That was my first rebels fanfic and it is about a year old!) So, here it is. Enjoy!

Ezra walked out to the medical bay, one arm still clutching his side. His cracked ribs were healing, he could tell that much. It still hurt beyond words though. The Seventh Sister stood to his left. He could sense that her mind and body were ready to grab him in case he tried to run at any given moment.

So, he wouldn't run. Not yet at least. If he tried to escape too soon, she would pull him back, stop playing cat and mouse, and break him without a second thought. Then, if that happened, he would truly be dead.

"You know that I'm smart enough not to run," he spoke. His own voice surprised him. It was tired, cold, and distant. He hated the sound of it. It's just because of the situation. I won't be like this when I get home. He thought to himself, trying to calm his fears of his personality changing.

"Good," The Seventh Sister said, her voice devoid of emotion, so much that she might as well have been a droid. "That way I know you will not attempt anything idiotic." He said nothing, just stared on ahead. "You would not attempt something now, at the least."

Ezra fought to control his feelings, she was on to him. She sensed what he planned to do. He'd have to tread more carefully. A lot more carefully. Chances were that escape could only be carried out in one swift move. If he failed the first time, it would be unlikely that he could try, try again. He'd probably be dead if he failed that first time.

For the moment, he forced himself not to think about all of it. He could risk the Seventh Sister knowing his every move.

Ezra noted where his cell was in relativity to the training room. If the place had a training room, it could not be an ordinary prison. The empire never treated their captives so well as to give them the luxury of exercise.

The door closed as soon as Ezra stepped into the cell. At this point, it felt like a closet. Small, cramped, dark. Even darker now since Ezra had stepped outside of it.

When Ezra was sure the Seventh Sister was gone, he began thinking hard about his escape plan. I need to figure out what system I'm in. That's the first priority… Then, I'll find the communication room, and contact the Ghost. At that point, they'll have enough clues to find out where I am.

He considered of how he could convince the Inquisitor to trust him. That part was less straightforward. It was obvious that she knew that he planned on leaving. If he could just make it look like he was joining her on the Dark Side, he could make it out.

He thought about it so hard that it gave him a headache. Still working a plan out in his head, until he fell asleep in the spot on the floor that he'd designated as a bed. I'll figure out a way. Sooner or later.

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"Your task was to gather information about the rebels, not take an apprentice," the Fifth Brother roared angrily. The Seventh Sister turned to him, annoyance in her Force signature.

"And what business of it is yours?"

"We are not in need of a new recruit! You were ordered to-"

"The boy is more powerful than he knows! Training him will bring us to destroy more rebels that we could with just his knowledge." She paused, knowing a point that would help her win the argument. "He knows next to nothing of the rebellion."

"What?!"

"What were you anticipating? He's only a child. Are you so short sighted that you would assume he carries highly sensitive information?" She smiled as everything tipped to her favor. "You may want to kill him, but he is under my jurisdiction for now. It's his life now or hundreds of rebels later. Now, which would be more effective to bringing down the rebellion?" She asked condescendingly.

The Fifth Brother growled. "He must be able to use the Dark Side in a matter of weeks if he is to stay alive. If he cannot, I will tear him apart."

The Seventh Sister chuckled. "That is not a problem. I have made him hate me. In time, he will hate his former master for abandoning him. He will hate his friends for allowing him to get captured. He will hate himself for killing a man in a few days. His rage will bring him to our side."

Sorry that this one was a bit short.. this is all build up to some serious plot twists and stuff coming up! The previous chapter got over 360 views, so thank you for that. Everyone who read it. I only got 5 reviews, so if you read this chapter, I would really appreciate it if anyone who is remotely interested in this story reviews. I feed off of reviews! Symbiotic relationship, guys... I give you chapters faster if you give me reviews! I NEED FEEDBACK! May the Force be with you! Happy August! (=