Star Wars Rebels: Marooned 2 (Short Story) Part 2

(This time the two young lovers are not alone. But that can be challenging as well)

Realization:

The Terran was much like Lothal and Knownest put together. The landscape consisted of Trees and nearby was a stream, that and it felt like it was about to rain and Ezra believed that there would be snow mixed in the rain. "Okay this is more like your home, so you take the lead on how we set up camp." Ezra said to Sabine and she smiled. If they had landed on a Planet that was moderate temperature and had large Plains and Mountains, she would defer that Ezra say how to set up camp. But this Planet was not as cold as Knownest, but it was cold enough that if they did not do things right. They would be both wet and cold. While she checked out the area, Ezra pulled out an All Weather Camouflage Coat out of his Emergency Kit Backpack. Then removed his orange Jacket and stuffed it inside the bag. She nodded pulled out her own Coat, placing her Helmet inside the Bag. Slipping into the coat and putting the hood up. It had begun to rain and she could see white flakes within the rain. Finding an adequate spot, she pointed to it.

"You construct a Lean Two and I will see about getting a Fire going." Sabine told him and walked back to the Fighter. Ezra watched her for a second, wanting to ask how she was going to start a fire when everything seemed to be soaking wet. But he suspected that she learned a few things growing up on Knownest. Where it was much colder then here. At the Fighter, Sabine removed a panel and then pulled out the Emergency Maneuvering Thruster Gel Pack. Taking the Panel and the Pack over to where Ezra had already put a long Wooden Pole from one tree to another, about six feet from the ground. He went to the Fighter and removed the Emergency Plastech Parachute from the Tail and after flopping it on the Pole, he tied it to it as well. Stretching the Parachute outwards and using rocks held it down. The last step he laid other poles down on top of it. "Nice and it should work. Could you collect a good portion of Firewood. Does not matter if it is wet or not." Sabine commented with a smile. Placing a Flat Rock just under the edge, with her knife she removed some Gel and slathered it in a pile on the rock. Taking some nearby sticks she layered them over the Gel and when Ezra returned with an armload of Wood, she put some of those on it as well. "When you have wet wood, having something that burns at over 1000 degrees helps dry it instantly and set it on fire." She told him and he nodded. Using her Solar Lighter she carefully set the Gel on fire and it flared into existence. The last step she did was put the Panel on the other side of the fire. "Radiation Reflection, this way the heat is sent inside the Shelter." Then looked over at him as he laid down a Large Tarp on the ground under the Lean Two Roof.

"This Reduces Convection, right?" Ezra stated and Sabine smiled approvingly. "I better get some more Wood so it can dry, could you unpack the Sleeping Bags." He suggested and she went to the Kits and removed the thin but warm Sleeping Bags. Unzipping them so she could attach them together. When he came back with a bundle of damp wood, setting it down so that it could dry by the fire that was burning. He stared at the attached Sleeping Bags curiously.

"What? We are Married. We sleep together and..." Sabine moved closer to him putting her arms around his neck and smiled at him seductively. "And tonight is our first official night together...I hope you are not too tired, because you wont be going to sleep right away." Leaning closer she kissed him and guided him inside. Once under the Lean Two, she started to remove her Armor. "Get Naked." She ordered him forcefully.

Lying inside the Sleeping Joined Sleeping Bag together with Ezra on top of her, in between her legs. Sabine was in heaven. He was methodically thrusting into her and she loved it. With his hands by her head. Her own hands on his shoulders and her legs now wrapped around his waist, with her ankles crossed. She could not help but pull at him when she came and she came quite often. Climaxing every couple of minutes in orgasmic Ecstasy, as he slowly slid his Manhood into her. Sabine expected him to jump on her after they aroused each other by touching and feeling each other with their hands. But instead he was doing her to her delight in a nice slow steady manner. As she neared another pleasing orgasm, her legs tightened around him as she moaned his name. She also moaned in every language she knew for him not to stop. When he himself climaxed, to her it felt like she was having an epileptic seizure. She shook, stiffened and convulsed as she had a monstrous orgasm that pulsated through her body like an explosion of pleasure. The next time, Sabine was on top and the third time they switched back and forth. Near dawn, Sabine awoke with her head comfortably on top of Ezra. They both effectively passed out after their last session. Rolling off him, she reached over to her Backpack and after rifling through it found two pairs of Unisex Underwear. Of course there was no Bra. Slipping on the nondescript underwear, she put on her Body Suit. Slipping out of the Sleeping Bag, the fire had died down to embers. Throwing some of the dried wood on it, she glanced back at Ezra. He had stirred and awoke. "Good Morning..." She smiled. "My Love." He smiled at her and grabbed for his own bag. Putting on a new pair of Underwear and then his clothes. Joining her at the fire as she stoked it back into burning, sitting down next to her.

"Good Morning, My Love." Ezra said back to her and she leaned against him. She could not help but be happy. She was married now to the only person she ever even considered to be a perfect match for her. Though it took her some time to discover how important he was to her. When he stiffened slightly she became alarmed. "We are not alone anymore." He whispered and she glanced casually about in front of them.

"Where and how many?" Sabine whispered back. He looked over to the left near some dense brush. Then he picked up two sticks and threw them on the fire. She instantly understood that he had just told her that two people. Reaching behind her she eased one of her Blaster Pistols towards her. While she saw out of the corner of her right eye, as Ezra's Lightsaber slid along the ground to a few inches from his right hand. "That my dear Ez'ika is cheating." She whispered to him with a wry smile. With his Lightsaber in his hand, he stood and faced the Bushes. Sabine knelt, ready to aim and fire her Blaster if necessary.

"We both know you are there. Come out. We mean you no harm." Ezra said confidently and the bushes rattled a bit. A Man stepped out, holding an old style Slug Thrower Rifle. Sabine stared at the Rifle and felt like laughing. It was an antique, at least a couple hundred years old.

"Who are you? Did you come through the Void and is that your Ship?" The Older Man asked keeping his Rifle pointed downward. Not even threatening them with it. Before they could answer a Woman came out of the Bushes.

"Stop being so unsocial Renso." The Woman stated as she stepped closer to them and smiled. "Hello there and Welcome. I am Ashina and that is Renso, my overprotective Husband." She said holding out her hand in greeting. "He can be a bit of an idiot." She added and the Man scowled.

"I am Sabine and this is my Husband Ezra." Sabine said introducing herself, moving her hand away from her Blaster. "It is alright Ezra, that Rifle there has a bent Firing Stud. I doubt that it would even fire." She informed him as she pointed just above the trigger of the Ancient Rifle. The Man they now knew was called Renso grimaced and shrugged.

"Can't fool a Mandalorian can I?" Renso said with a small smile, gesturing to the Armor inside the Shelter. Both Sabine and Ezra laughed and the two visitors did as well. "So did you two come through the Void...oh that is what we call that Ion Nebula. The Void." Ezra nodded and Renso looked over at the small ship. "Figured...we saw you fly over our House and suspected that we got some new arrivals."

"So others have come here...any recently?" Ezra asked hoping that perhaps they could somehow get passage off the Planet and back to somewhere that they could contact Hera and Kanan to come get them. Ashina shook her head.

"About fifty years...no wait we had some about 18 years ago..they were fleeing something called the Empire. But most of them left..or rather tried to. They did not make it." Ashina told them and they looked at her with confusion.

"It is the Void. Sure you can do that power down thing coming in..Going out is another story. Somehow a Ship loses it's inertia and you end up stuck in the Middle of that thing. So you got a choice, sit there and die of suffocation or..." Renso did not finish. Everyone knew that as soon as you powered up a Ship, the Ionized discharges would concentrate on the Power and BOOM.

"Well I guess we are stuck here then." Sabine said with a smile. Not minding that they were stranded. She was a bit worried that their marriage might not be a long and happy one. Not with the Emperor dead set on killing Jedi. Ashina gasped audibly.

"Oh where is my head. Why stand out here in the rain and snow, when our house is only five miles from here." Ashina said with a huge smile. "I insist that you two come and have breakfast..let us tell you all about Haven. That is what the people here call this place." An hour later, they sat at a round table in a small modest House. Eating some type of nut flavored portage. What made Sabine delighted was that they did have Caff. As they sipped the hot beverage, Renso exhaled sharply.

"I think you two will like it here on Haven. Though we do have...well not really a problem. But they can be a bit of an annoyance." Renso looked over at his Wife who grumbled.

"They are nothing but thugs and bullies, that believe that everyone should pay them some type of tribute. For their protection is what they tell us." Ashina said angrily and continued to scowl.

"Who?" Ezra asked with curiosity and Renso exhaled sharply.

"JEDI." Renso replied and the two new arrivals stared at each other in shock.

Yavin 4: Missing in Action (MIA)

When Hera, Kanan and Zeb returned from the Supply Mission. They learned about the Disaster with the A-Wing group. Hera and Kanan immediately sought out General Anton Merrick to find out if they searched the area for survivors. "We conducted a thorough search of the area, after the Imperials left that is. All we found was seven destroyed A-Wing Debris and six of our Pilots. None of them were Sabine Wren or Ezra Bridger." The General said sadly believing that he had been the one that sent all those pilots to their deaths. He had not known that the Imperials had flooded the Area with TIE Fighters to harass the small Rebel Fleet that was hiding there.

"You said Seven Fighters...no sign of the other Fighter?" Kanan asked and Anton shook his head.

"We are hoping that perhaps one or the other was able to get into the missing Fighter and the two jumped to safety." Anton said and that led to another more important question.

"Where are they then? By this time they should either have come back or at least contacted someone to come get them." Hera stated and again Anton shook his head. Kanan exhaled and smiled.

"Unless a certain Mandalorian Girl has decided to...we both know she has been hiding the fact that she has plans for them. Plans that involve Marriage Vows." Kanan said with a wry smile and Hera shook her head.

"You don't think that she used this as an opportunity to run off with Ezra and has no plans on returning. Now that she has what she wants." Hera thought for a minute. "Wait she would at the very least contact her Family, letting them know of her plans or at the very least that she is alive and well. From the number of Communiques that Ursa Wren has sent me, I do not think Sabine has contacted her recently." There left one more option and Hera was even more reluctant to recommend it. "What about the Nebula? Could they have gone in there?" Anton shook his head and frowned.

"Not unless they wanted to commit suicide. That was an Ion Cluster Nebula. No one and I mean no one would in their rightful mind would go in there. That Ionized energy discharges could vaporize a Star Destroyer in a second." Anton told them and Hera looked over at Kanan. It sounded like something that both of the younger Specters would do if they were desperate enough. Kanan shook his head as well.

"Even if they did and they somehow survived. There is no way to reach them. No Ship can survive in that thing, well not for very long. Not even the Ghost dear." Kanan said and Hera closed her eyes. Nodding with agreement.

"So what do we tell Ursa Wren? That her Daughter is listed MIA or that we suspect that she was crazy and desperate enough to enter a Ion Nebula." Hera asked, Kanan and Anton both shook their heads and did not relish the idea of telling Countess Ursa Wren either choice.

Haven:

That word hung in the air for several minutes and Sabine broke the silence glancing over at Ezra. "I thought, well outside here the Jedi are protectors. The ones I have seen are not like those you say are here." She did not want to divulge that Ezra was a Jedi not until she knew more about those that their hosts were describing. Renso laughed sarcastically.

"Not here. Protectors! HA. The only thing they protect is their need to be oppressive! There are seven of them. Darius who is their Master and then his six Jedi Knights that roam around from Town to Town to collect the Tribute and assert their dominance." Renso growled and then exhaled.

"They are not all as bad as Renso is stating. See Renso is annoyed because he does not like giving two hundred pounds of Bailey Wheat Grain as Tribute." Ashina said with a smile. "The Jedi have been doing this since the original Colonists arrived three hundred years ago. Well as my Grandfather used to tell me at first the Colonists gave the Tribute so that the Jedi could handle disputes and legal problems. But as time went by, with only about five thousand people. There is not many disputes that need a Jedi to intervene." She explained and Ezra relaxed a bit. Though he still was a bit concerned.

"It sounds like that they are not acting like the Jedi that we know." Ezra commented and Renso shook his head.

"Don't get me wrong. Everyone gives some Tribute to them. It has been that way for years so it is expected. There are times though that when they come for the Tribute, they are abrasive and..." Renso did not want to completely intimidate the new arrivals about the Jedi. Though he thought it strange that neither of his guests seemed too concerned.

"What Renso is trying to say. The Jedi feel that they are better then the rest of us. They portray an arrogance that can be a little off putting." Ashina poured them all so more Caff and then smiled. "Lets move this conversation onto other things. Now that you are here, you probably have a lot of questions and we should be able to answer most of them." A few hours later, Renso suggested that they bring the A-Wing Fighter to the Farm so that no one would lay claim to it. Even damaged, the components was worth a lot. So while Ezra and Renso using a large Wagon and two Ten Foot tall furry Biped Reptiles called Randars they left. To both Sabine and Ezra. Randars looked like a mixture of a Tonton and a Dewback with large Fanged Teeth. While Ezra was gone Sabine found herself thinking about what she and he could do on basically a Farming Planet. Mandalorians were not Farmers. The last time she tried to grow Flowers back home, they died within a week and she suspected it would be the same with anything she tried to grow. So being a Farmer was definitely out. Ashina saw her staring off into the distance. "They wont be back for hours dear. Or is it something else that you are thinking about?" The older woman asked and Sabine nodded.

"I do not think I would be a good farmer and I am betting Ezra wont be one either." Sabine said and Ashina smiled. Then thought about something that the younger woman said when they first met.

"You noticed that my Husbands Slug Thrower had a bent firing stud. Do you think you could fix that?" Ashina asked remembering what her Grandmother told her about Mandalorians. That the Warrior Race seemed to have a thing with Weapons. Sabine smiled and nodded.

"Sure nothing to it. All I would need to do is replace it with a piece of Filament Wire wrapped around a Piece of Carbonate metal." Sabine told her and Ashina waved her right hand in a classic there you go motion.

"There is a critical need for a Weapon Repairer, maybe even someone that can make some that are not as old as the ones we have now." Ashina suggested and Sabine wondered if there was actually a need for someone to fix and make new ones. She made that mistake when she was at the Academy and created the Duchess. She did not plan on making that mistake again.

"I do not know. What would anyone here need with Weapons?" Sabine asked and Ashina smiled reassuringly.

"We do not need them against each other...there are some vicious Predators roaming about. They generally do not come near any Habitation, but they are still out there." Ashina pointed towards the Mountains to the East.

"I will have to discuss it with Ezra before I do anything like that." Sabine told her and Ahina shrugged.

"Good idea. Now come inside, I have some Fig Nut Cookies that should be done baking by now. We can sit and relax until the Men come back. Oh and don't worry about the Predators...Renso knows all about them and they generally do not come down this far from the Mountains." Ashina told her and led her back inside to have some cookies. While they ate, Sabine told the older woman what was happening outside the Nebula.

With the use of a Pulley and using one of the Randars, the two slid the Damaged A-Wing up onto the Wagon. On the way back, Ezra had to admire how fast the Furry Lizards could run while pulling a Wagon behind them. Watching them with fascination as the two Reptiles bobbed their heads back and forth as they ran. With their heads down and their tails pointed straight out they could really move. Renso noticed Ezra staring at the two Randars. "Most of the Air Speeders are in the Scrap Yard, there is only a few Larger Versions left and they are used to move supplies around from one Town to another. So we use domesticated Randars. There are wild ones out there and as you probably can tell, they are predators. But if you feed them adequately they are docile enough." He told Ezra and the younger man closed his eyes. Reaching out with the Force and connected with one of them. He could feel that the Large Reptile did not have any aggressive feelings towards Renso. None at all. So Ezra surmised that Renso did take great care of the Randars. Opening his eyes again, he yawned. Making it look like he had dozed off for a second. "Feeling a little tired are we?" Renso asked and Ezra nodded.

"Tends to happen when...well me and Sabine have only been married for perhaps two days. Yesterday and Today." Ezra said and Renso chuckled.

"Oh I understand fully. Young love is wonderful and in time that love grows. Then before you know it, you end up like me and Ashina. Not believing that you have been Married for 12 years." Renso said with with a huge smile. Returning his attention to his Randars. "Come on Hizz, keep up with Rizz." He told the Reptile and it seemed to have understood him. Hizz quickened it's gate and was soon keeping up with Rizz. It did not take long for them to get back and Ezra found Sabine waiting impatiently. Giving him a nice pleasant smile as she stepped over to the A-Wing on the Wagon. While Renso put the Randars away and fed them. Leaving Ezra and Sabine to check over the Fighter. When she opened the Engine Hatch again, she scowled. The Damage was extensive. When the Hyperdrive was skewered with a Blaster Bolt, it had melted down and that damaged the Primary Sublight Engines. Looking over her shoulder Ezra exhaled sharply.

"Well we are...I doubt that we could jury rig this thing to even make orbit." Ezra said and Sabine shrugged. Moving over to the Emergency Transponder. Since the chance of a Normal Transmission piercing through the Nebula was virtually impossible. A Transponder had perhaps a 2% chance. That is if it was not intercepted by a Nebula Ion discharge. Pulling out the Transponder, Sabine snarled.

"SHIT!" Sabine turned it around in her hands and showed Ezra. The Core of the Transponder was charred. The Wiring had been fused and burned. "Well there goes our only chance of someone finding us." She tossed the useless thing on the ground and was tempted to take her Blaster out and shoot it.

"So I guess this place is going to be home. I got to say Cyan'ika it is not that bad. No Empire, No Emperor, No Darth Vadar and No Inquisitors." Ezra said and Sabine had to agree with that. The Chances of them having a life where they did not have to worry about one of those was always going to be a problem. Even if they moved to Knownest, eventually one of the threats would discover where they were and come after him. Not much of a guaranteed safe future for them.

"There is still the Jedi here. I do not like the idea that if it comes down to it. It would be you against 7 of them. Not actually even or fair odds." Sabine told him and Ezra gazed off in the distance.

"Funny thing is I cannot sense them. If they are...you know fully trained Jedi. I would be able to sense them. Well I can, but it is...I do know it feels dim. Like they are not completely in tune with the Force." Ezra said and Sabine wondered if perhaps over the years that these Jedi forgot important aspects of the Force. Like how to use it completely. If that was true, 7 or twice that number would not stand a chance against Ezra.

"Do not go looking for a fight Ez'ika! I plan on having you around for the next seventy or more years." Sabine slipped her right arm around his waist and pulled herself closer to him. Leaning her head on his shoulder and smiled.

"Hey you two...Dinner is ready. Come on in." Ashina said from the doorway and the two went inside. Renso offered them the Barn and tomorrow he would take them to Valda. The nearest town, so that they could decide what they were going to do. Sabine told Ezra about Ashina's idea of her being Weapons Repairer and Maker. He thought that was a wonderful idea.

To be continued