Thanks to V, Mmjohns and Ezrabine fan66 for the feedback!

Mmjohns: I'm glad you're enjoying it. It used to be rather easy to follow, but FF took away their page breaks from stories, now it's jumpy. It's a pity.

V: I think Hera would insert herself as Space Grandma no matter what. And, yeah, Ezra would be terrifying if he was a Sith.

I apologise that this chapter took so long to upload, but my WiFi has been having difficulties. But, we're here now.

Enjoy!

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"Commander!" Szin, the second-in-command, ran in panicked. "It's him!"

Senator Mwelos, the Senator for Mygeeto, stood. "Blast it!" He opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a blaster pistol. "How did he find us?"

Abruptly, all the lights in the compound went out, and an otherworldly voice sounded. "I never lost you."

Mwelos held the pistol up in trembling hands. "Stay-Stay back!"

Mocking laughter filled the room. "Do you even know how to use that?"

A scream sounded, and the Senator turned around as Szin disappeared, leaving him alone with this demon.

Mwelos dropped the pistol and took a step back. "What do you want! I have thousands of credits!"

"I want information." The voice was sounding closer. "You will tell me everything I want to know."

Mwelos whirled. The voice had sounded like it was right against his ear. "Who are you?"

The voice was now a whisper. "Don't you know?"

Silence reigned for a few moments before Mwelos shakily walked to his datapad. "What do you want?"

"Information." The demon's voice hardened. "Word is you have a holo-tape of all the corrupt Senators planning to betray the Rebellion. I want it."

The dots connected for Mwelos. "Commander Bridger?" He stood, knowing that there was only one thing to get the Jedi to stop his rampage. Something he had learnt just a few days prior. "Sabine Wren is-"

The words died in his throat as air stopped, causing the Lurman to fall to his knees, clutching his throat. He could only watch as Ezra Bridger, now fully embracing his cover as the Blue Spirit, walked forward, hand outstretched. "Say her name again, and you won't walk away alive." He lowered the hood of the black cloak he had acquired, and removed the mask. "Just point. Where is the tape."

A frantic point to his the safe under his desk, and Ezra nodded. "Thanks." Turning away, he Force-Pushed the Senator out the window, the latter unable to scream due to the lack of air. As the Senator fell, Ezra knelt and grabbed a vibro blade from his belt, melting the lock on the safe. Taking the tape, he left the room, putting his mask back on as he walked away. "Time to visit an old friend."

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Sabine stared at the data pad, aghast. "Seventeen?" She looked up at Hera. "Seventeen Senators killed?"

Hera nodded. "All Senators who were in league with Senator Mothma. They were supporting the Rebellion too."

Sabine shook her head. "This doesn't make any sense. Why would Ezra attack our supporters?"

The airlock opened, and Zeb entered the Ghost. "Just received some news. The Blue Spirit is confirmed to be on Tatooine."

Hera dashed to the cockpit. "Prepare for takeoff!"

Ezra landed the Gauntlet outside of Mos Espa and grabbed Kanan's mask, placing it on his head in lieu of the Blue Spirit's mask. Then he grabbed his comlink. "K, you there?"

The voice that responded was wary. "Who is this?"

Ezra emerged from his ship and turned his face to the heat of the suns. "And old friend. We need to meet."

His contact sighed. "Look, Ezra. As happy as I am to hear from you, the Empire is starting to crack down pretty hard on this world. I can't-"

Ezra began walking towards the Force Signatures in the town. "I'm sure the Imperials don't know you're here. Besides, they aren't looking for me."

Silence reigned on the comm for a minute, before the other sighed. "I'm near the Cantina. Head inside, and I'll contact you."

Ezra nodded. "Thanks." He put away his comm and used the Force to find the largest concentration of life-forms, which was the building in the centre of the town. That would be the Cantina.

Focusing on each life-form as he walked through the town, Ezra smiled slightly as he located his quarry. Stepping inside the Cantina, he headed for the lone booth at the back of the building and took a seat. "You're supposed to be dead."

The man laughed. "From what I hear on Imperial comms, so are you."

Ezra smiled and removed his mask. "Good to see you, Jai."

Jai Kell stood and embraced Ezra. "Good to see you too." They returned to their seats, and Jai looked around. "Where's the rest of your crew?"

Ezra gave a small smile. "They had another mission. But this is important too."

Jai leaned forward. "So what is it?"

"I need you to identify something for me." He pulled the holo-disk out of his bag and handed it to the other. "I need you to identify the people on this recording."

Jai leaned back in his seat. "So I'm slicing into Imperial property?" He grinned. "I'll take it back to my place. Comm me if you have any problems."

Ezra stood. "Will do. Thanks, Jai."

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"Any leads?"

Sabine shook her head as she gazed onto the streets of Coruscant. "Nothing." She sighed. "If he was here, it wasn't recently." Ducking into an alley as a squadron of stormtroopers marched down the street, Sabine stowed her comm and readied her blasters, praying she wouldn't have to use them. Day by day, she was growing, and it would soon become a liability.

One of the troopers shone a light into her alley, and Sabine tensed, almost sighing in relief as he moved alone. Unconsciously tightening an arm around her midsection, she holstered her pistols. Yeah, this would be her last mission for a while. There were more important things to think about.

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"Did you find out who the other person was?"

Jai shook his head. "No." He dropped his data pad and turned to Ezra. "And I'm not going to either. Not until you tell me what's going on."

Ezra turned to him, a hardened expression on his face. "The Empire destroyed the Rebellion, and that video is the only proof that what remains of the Rebellion is backed by corrupt officials in the Senate."

"I don't care about any of that." Jai leaned forward. He handed Ezra another data pad, this one showing images of the Blue Spirit. "I want to know what happened to you. Why you're doing this alone."

All fight drained out of Ezra, and he dropped into a chair. "The Empire took something from me." He looked down at his hands. "Her name was Sabine Wren. And I need to make them pay."

Silence reigned for a few moments, before Jai picked up the data pad. "Actually, I did find out who the other person was." He handed Ezra the data pad. "His code name is Tresky. Works as a bounty hunter."

Ezra stared at the picture. It was the same person who had killed Sabine. "Any affiliation?"

Jai shook his head. "Not officially. But he has a calling card of sorts."

Ezra put the data pad down, dreading what he would hear. "What is it?"

Jai was silent for a few seconds. "Two inches above the heart. People who tended to those shots reported that they died in agony."

Forcing back images of Sabine, Ezra nodded, standing. "Do you know where this guy is now?"

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Ezra looked into the fire. "From there, I was directed to the Senator. Where you found me."

Sabine slowly nodded, taking it all in. "So everyone you killed was a traitor?"

Ezra nodded. "I verified everything they told me." He looked away. "But I ran into some trouble with gangs."

Sabine looked at him. "Who are they after? Ezra Bridger, or the Blue Spirit?"

Ezra gave a small smirk. "As far as I know, the Blue Spirit." Slowly, he took Sabine's hands. "I promise you, no harm will come to you or Caleb as long as I am alive."

Sabine smiled and kissed him. "I believe you." She stood. "Come on, let's go to bed."

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"My Lord?"

"Anakin, all I ever wanted was your love!"

Vader turned and regarded Admiral Piett. "The Jedi all but extinct now. The time has come to destroy the Rebellion."

Piett nodded. "And the captive?"

"You turned her against me!"

Vader returned to staring at the stars. "Send him to Mustafar."

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I). Lurmen are the natives of Mygeeto. Something I was rather surprised to learn.

II). Jai Kell, in the last half of S4 at least, felt like an obnoxious teenager, so I figured he had done something to make the Empire retaliate. Like how Mart and the others were stupidly reckless. Anyway, he escapes, but the Empire thinks he's dead.

III). In Canon, Vader is obsessed with Padmè, so I figure he's constantly replaying their final conversation in their head. As for the captive headed to Mustafar, I'll let you figure that one out...

Thanks for reading!

Judge