Hello! I have been very busy lately, but I still wanted to post a new chapter of this. I'm in a bit of mood right now because of the season finale of rebels...Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

"Well, since we're on Tatooine, we may as well rob an imperial shipment," I said casually. Obi-wan frowned. He didn't like the fact that I put my padawan or myself in so many risky positions. I couldn't blame him, but I had to help out the rebellion and with all the down time Kasari and I have had, we could lose our edge if we didn't go on an actual mission soon.

We had a brief visit with my master. "Master, are you planning on joining us?" He shook his head, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" He asked.

I sighed. "We've been through a lot in the past few weeks. I give her some break time and I get the feeling that we'll just be lazy if we keep up this way." Kasari needed some time in the field that wasn't completely emotionally draining. "We shouldn't be long," I concluded as I walked out.

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They surrounded us. "Kasari, remember, keep your blade in front of you at all times!" I shouted over the noise of shots.

"You think I'm not?!" She yelled back. I looked over at her.

"Nevermind," I responded. "Your form is fine!" I dropped to the ground, the sand burning my hands.

We'd expected an easy mission. We were sadly mistaken. It turns out that the transport was really a trap for rebels. Of course, we had to fall right into it.

What was supposed to be the cargo was just a battalion of stormtroopers. I didn't want to use fighting as a first resort, but we had little choice. Running in this barren wasteland would get us nowhere, there was nothing else we could do.

They packed superior weapons this time. Things that could actually knock me off my feet. I mean it literally. Maybe it was a rocket or some especially strong blast, but I was knocked down. The sand scorched my skin and I bit back a scream. I looked up to find myself staring into the barrel of a blaster, inches from my face. I swallowed. Was this where it was supposed to end? Would Kasari be able to run, and possibly get Obi-wan to complete her training?

"Master!" Kasari's voice screamed. She came through the crowd of stormtroopers, looking more like a demon rather than a padawan. I had never seen her fight like that. Kicking, screaming, punching, slashing. Weather she killed anyone or not, I didn't know.

I saw her eyes. They weren't gray anymore. They were silver, like a cold, unfeeling metal. I shivered as I felt a rush of cold air. That couldn't be good. We were on Tatooine. It couldn't be natural. The cold was coming from her!

She kicked the trooper who stood over me at the side of the head. He went down easily, unmoving. "You will pay!" She yelled. The voice didn't sound like hers. I felt a wave of sickness run over me. This was when she shifted to the dark side. Kanan mentioned that Ezra had fallen to the darkside once. The cold. The anger. The fear.

Kasari held her lightsaber high above the man's head, about to slice him in half. I couldn't let her do that. She'd be lost if she killed him. I lept over beside them, my lightsaber blocking her cut. "What you doing there, Kasari?"

She looked at me in a way she never had before. It was a look of sheer anger. Then her eyes lost focus. She squinted, then toppled over.

I turned off my lightsaber and supported her head in the crook of my arm. I called her name, slapping her cheek gently. He skin felt frozen. She moaned and I released a breath that I held. She would be okay. She wasn't the only one stirring. The troopers were as well.

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How many miles away from the ship were we? It was a distance, especially when carrying an unconscious fifteen year old on my back.

"Dunan?" She asked as she came to.

"I'm here."

"What happened?"

"You don't remember?" She shook her head.

"Not really. I just got really angry. Then, nothing."

I pressed my lips together. I didn't want to say it. Couldn't we just gloss over this and pretend it didn't happen?

"You used the dark side," I admitted.

She stiffened. "I was trying to save us," she said weakly.

"I know, but you acted out of emotions."

"Why did I feel so cold?" She asked.

"The dark side kills you. You basically had one foot in the grave."

She gulped, then I felt hot tears soaking through my shirt. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. You had to save me. If you hadn't I'd be dead." A pause. "I am dead. Dead weight!"

I stopped walking. "I'm telling you, it will be okay." She tried to swallow her tears. "Go ahead and cry if you want to get all the feels out now rather than in a fight. Cry and become stronger."
I totally stole the end of this chapter from Laughing Under the Clouds. If you have not caught my none too subtle hints by now, WATCH IT! Trust me, I will add more references to it! This chapter was not exactly how I planned, but I was crunched for time, tired, bored, and in a hole from the newest episode! PLEASE REVIEW! The next few chapters will get back into the Rebels story line! Can't wait! May the Force be with you!