TASOO: I do not own Mango. It belongs to EzraSWRebels while Star Wars Rebels belongs to Disney XD. So only SW reviewed the answer to T... so I guess I'm changing it to T. Dark story, here I come Mwahahahahahahaha! There is either 2 or 3 chapters left, so this book is almost done sadly. But that also means the long awaited climax is coming up!
Mango sat on the cell bed, many bangs sounding through the air. The ghost crew might have been in separate cell, but that never cause their will to die. Zeb was punching the walls like an animal, and Sabine was throwing as many bombs as she could, but each cell was made of titanium, Mango had realized before. She could feel the air thick with the force indicating that Ezra and Kanan were communicating with each other, deep in... uh... telepathic conversation? Murmurs were heard across the hallway, those belonging to Hera and someone she did not know, but Hera did know as Fulcrum. She knew that stormtroopers were guarding her cell outside, so sneaking out that way was not an option. She led her eyes to the air ducts... was it possible she could escape through there? She thought she heard rumors of Ezra doing it 24/7 around the ghost... She leaped to her feet and garbed the grated of the air ducts, making sure to put her weight in her feet as she put them on the walls, sincerely hanging on like Spiderman or something. She pulled with all her might, pulling the grate off and back flipping to the ground in a crouch. She grinned triumphantly, looking at the grate in her hands and lightly setting it on the ground.
" What was that?" A voice that belonged to a stormtrooper sounded from outside, causing Mango to flinch. The heard her fall to the ground! Quick as a mouse, Mango scurried up the walls once again, running into the ducks and crawling inside it.
" Where is she?!" A voice sounded after the door to the cell burst open. The man picked up the grate and instantly knew her plan.
" She's escaping through the ducts! " A stormtrooper yelled at the top of his lungs as Mango fought to urge to not tremble. The corner was so close... one she turned it, she was out of range.
" I see her!" One yelled, peering through the hole, and Mango swore it was that moment that her heart had leaped into her throat.
" Set yours guns to stun and get her!" One yelled, as she heard a small clank against the metal that indicated that their blaster's were inside the ducts, aiming at her. Just a little more...! She clenched her teeth as she took a brave leap. Time seemed to slow as a horrifying red laser seemed to spit out of the gun, nearing closer and closer to her back just barely grazing her hair when she leaped to the right, taking shelter on the sides of the ducts, breathing heavily. Feeling the hot laser on her back had definitely scared her, as she pressed her ear to the cold mental, breathing heavily.
" Drat! She got away." One trooper was heard from inside the ducts.
" Get the Inquisitor, he may be able to find her signature inside the ducts and cut a hole out of them. We cant let her escape!" As soon as the words left the other trooper's mouth, Mango felt pure terror etch her heart. She needed to find her mom, and fast.
'But those eyes, Kanan...' Ezra told Kanan through the voice, he was haunted by the eyes that Mango possessed. How could someone with the power of a Sith, the power of dark and misery, also have the powers of a peacemaker, those of light and hope?
' Ezra, I just told you, Mango may have the power of a Sith Lord, but she is still a peacemaker inside. All we can do is protect her from what dark force is lurking in her heart.' Kanan's voice rang in Ezra's mind, and on that instant, a chill ran up his spine, how powerful just was this dark force? Kanan's heart skipped a beat when a thud came right above him. Tracing the creature's signature, he realized it was Mango, escaping. Quickly, he masked the signature so no one would be able to find out where she was. If anyone figured out she was escaping, then it would be all over.
'Kanan, what was that?' Ezra's voice rung in Kanan's head, but he didn't hear him.
" Go." He whispered under his breath. If Mango is to find out what side she must choose, then she must do it alone. If either side were to mingle with her, then it could help that side, or worsen it. There was one thing he knew for sure, Mango must make this decision alone.
There was one thing Mango knew for sure, she was not doing this alone. She had to find her mother so she could know for sure on which decision to make. It took her forever and she began to wonder if her mother was even on this ship, but finally as she reached the end of the air ducts did she meet one last cell. Her mother waited there, eyes glued to the door. Her heart seemed to rise with hope and happiness higher then she ever felt before, not even wasting a second to grab the air duct and rip it off, her fingernails aching by the sudden action but she paid to attention to it. She watched as her horror stricken mom stared at her as if she were a ghost, as she dropped to the floor and gave a grin.
" Mango?!" Lisa's breath was barely a whisper, careful of the troopers guarding her cell outside.
" Mommy..." Mango wasn't sure if it was a dream or reality, but seeing her mother that she had prayed for, that she had cried for and had wished for with all her heart. Seeing her in front of her made her happy, sad and angry at the same time. Mixed emotions made her confused for no reason and exhausted of everything that had happened to far. But yet, seeing her mother here... Mango's mind was spinning, her heart going a mile a minute, and she felt like to faint at the sudden pulse. Her arms were shaky, and her mother swiftly pulled her into a hug before she could collapse on the ground right there.
" Shh..." Her mother whispered, feeling a delicate hand on her head and gently stroked her like she used to do a few years ago.
" I tried to! Mommy, I tried to be strong, but I couldn't, I just couldn't and I-!" Mango was cut off, she was speaking so fast she forgot to draw a breath, she always felt she needed to be strong around the ghost crew, after all they were strong. If she was to be on her best behavior, she didn't want to act like a burden being such a crybaby. But now that they weren't here and her mom was...
" Mango?" Her mom's soft voice echoed in her ears, but Mango didn't hear it, her soft sobs drowned out all the voices around her, all she could hear was her breath going the same speed as her heart.
" I'm sorry..." She whispered, her cheeks wet with tears. " I dont know what to do, I've been alone for so long." It wasn't true, she wasn't alone, the ghost crew was with her the whole way. But it didn't feel the same, not without her mother by her side. She was blinded by this, and it wasn't until she spent a second with her that she realized how much she had truly been missing.
" Do? I'll tell you what we will do. I didn't know you were here, but now that your in my arms, we can leave this wretched joint and go home." Lisa's words were harder than what Mango was used too, her softness was gone and replaced with distaste.
" Leave? But mommy, I have learned so much here, and made friends." Lisa looked at her more sternly at this.
" And just what friends are those?" She asked, a hint of worry in her voice. Mango didn't know how to answer, and she bowed her head respectfully.
" I dont know, but... I will. I know that I will if I just..." Mango sighed, she truly had no idea what to do, but at least she had calmed down.
" I am not sure what to do, or what side to choose-" Mango stopped when Lisa put a hand on her daughter's shoulder, her grip was firm, telling her she was being serious, but her gaze was soft and full of love.
" Then dont. I'm going to get us out of here, so you will be away from Thurman, and away from harm." Lisa's voice was full of worry and determination, and Mango knew that she would do anything to keep her safe.
" Thurman? Y-you know him?" Mango asked, her eyes wide at this. She knew Thurman as a friend- or a possible friend. Was he a friend of her mom? Then maybe she knew what side to choose...
" I do, unfortunately." 'Unfortunately?' Mango thought. Did she hurt her mother? " Thurman... is your father." Lisa's words sent Mango's head spinning and she could have sworn her heart stopped that second the last word left Lisa's lips. She never thought of her friend that way, and she could only master one word, sense she seemed to forget the rest.
"...What?"
TASOO: I didn't know if I should go a little more or stop here, but I decided here was a good place to stop, a great cliffhanger huh? I'm trying to update twice a month, so I should update soon!