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Chapter 3 - Danger

Ahsoka arrived an hour after the crew had. For Kanan, it was the longest hour of his life. He had been too anxious to meditate, too agitated to talk to anyone, and too worried to argue with Rex. He knew the impending fight would be difficult and costly, and he knew that he might not make it back alive.

But he had to try.

If the two Inquisitors were anything like the last one, he would be in trouble. He never really even defeated the first one; he chose to fall into the fire. And the only reason Kanan had been able to one up him was because he had thought Ezra was dead. How was he supposed to defeat two more?

But now he did have Ahsoka. She had more training than he did, but she had left the Jedi order before completing it as well. What they really needed was a Jedi master, not two ex-padawans. But the masters had all been killed; it was only them left to train the next generation.

He was following Ahsoka to the Phantom, anxious to finally be able to do something instead of wait.

"Kanan." He stopped and turned to look at Hera. "Are you sure about this?" she asked. He sighed.

"No." Zeb and Sabine stiffened while Hera continued to stare him down. "But," he added. "I have faith that you'll have my back." Hera still looked a bit concerned, but nodded her head.

"Kanan," Sabine said, and he turned towards him. "The Mirialan Inquisitor is the one you need to watch out for. She's the one who grabbed Ezra the first time. And she has probe droids that electrocute anything they can latch onto. But the male Inquisitor is stronger and won't hesitate to kill."

"Thanks, Sabine," Kanan said, storing the information away.

"And Kanan?" she asked. "Don't do anything stupid."

"When have I ever done anything stupid?" he asked, tossing his hands up casually, as if in confusion. Hera put her hand on his shoulder and spoke.

"That would take too long to answer," she said. "And I agree. We'll be waiting for your signal." He nodded.

"Kanan?" Ahsoka asked, looking down from the ladder. "It's time."

"Alright," he said, and began climbing up the ladder, before stopping halfway. He glanced over his shoulder and took one last look at the crew before entering the Phantom and closing the hatch. He hoped it was not the last time he would see their faces.

"Don't worry, Kanan," Ahsoka said as he walked up and stood behind her. "We'll bring him back."

"I hope so," he said. But in all honesty, he knew that he would do anything to get his padawan back; even if that meant not coming back with him. Ahsoka detached the Phantom from the Ghost, and they made their way towards the looming medical station, knowing of the danger that was to come.

Putting in a code to the Phantom and pressing a button above her head, the station doors slid open. Ahsoka navigated the Phantom into the hangar and landed it.

"So, what exactly is the plan?" Kanan asked as they walked into the hangar.

"Not entirely sure," Ahsoka responded. "Since we're walking right into a trap, I'm assuming that we're going end up winging it anyway."

"You're right about that," Kanan said. He pulled out his com link and spoke into it. "Sabine, where was Ezra held last time?"

Sabine's voice crackled to life. "We were in the control room at the center," she responded.

"Alright, we're headed there now," he said, and put his com away. He walked up to Ahsoka and pressed the first blue button. When nothing happened, he turned to Ahsoka.

"Power's probably out." He placed a hand on his saber. "We'll have to-" The door slid open, and Kanan turned back to Ahsoka, whose hand was stretched out.

"Probably easier this way," she said, walking through the entryway.

"Yeah…" Kanan said, realizing for the first time how much more powerful Ahsoka was.

The door slid shut behind him as they continued walking through the dark and abandoned hallways. At the first intersection, she turned to him.

"Which way?" Kanan closed his eyes, reaching out to the force. He stretched his senses far and wide, searching for the familiarity of his padawan's force signature. And when he did not feel it right away, panic rose from his chest. But before his panic could become full blown, out of the corner of his mind, he felt Ezra reaching out for him. It was weak and afraid, but it was Ezra.

Kanan opened his eyes and darted down the left hallway. Ahsoka followed him as he maneuvered through the halls and towards the center control station. His heart raced as he drew nearer, Ezra's presence becoming more present and aware. His padawan must have sensed his presence.

He turned down the next hallway and saw the door to the control room. He was so close-

The door ahead of him slid closed, and Kanan, who was still running at top speed, slammed into it head first. Ahsoka, who was a bit behind him, had the time to slow down and come to a graceful stop. Kanan could sense her amusement as he lied on the floor.

He groaned as he sat up. "Is this their definition of a trap?" he asked. He stood up with a helping hand from Ahsoka, and ignited his blue blade.

"No," a different voice said, and the two ex-padawans whipped around. Before them stood a large bulky man with glass white eyes. "This is," he said, as the red lightsaber pierced through the darkness. Behind him, one seeker droid appeared, its red light matching with his blade.

Beside him, Ahsoka pulled out her own blades, surprising Kanan as two white lights beamed through the dark. He made a mental note to ask her about that later.

"It's two against one," he said to Ahsoka. "We can take him."

Kanan felt the door behind him open and another voice join the conversation.

"You seem so sure of yourself," the voice said, and Kanan turned around again for his eyes to rest on a yellow-eyed Mirialan. His grip on his lightsaber tightened, remembering what Sabine had told him. "And I'd be happy to prove you wrong."

"Where's Ezra," Kanan questioned forcefully.

"Oh, trust me; your pretty youngling is… occupied at the moment. But don't worry; you'll be joining him soon." She smiled.

"What did you do to him?" Kanan threatened again, not caring that his anger was getting the best of him. He needed to know that Ezra was alright.

"I'm sure that you'll find out soon enough," she said.

"Kanan," Ahsoka said, before Kanan could get another retort in. He took a calming breath, knowing he needed to focus.

"Ahsoka Tano," the female inquisitor said, looking over her. "I'm glad I finally get to meet you."

"The feeling's not mutual," she quipped. The inquisitor seemed to be amused.

"Hm. You seem to have as much quip as the youngling. But I can shut you up, just like I did him."

Kanan charged forward, not caring about anything other than fighting the woman who caused his padawan pain. Her lightsaber ignited and clashed with his. While his face was scrunched in anger and worry, she was lax and smirking.

She pushed him off of her blade, taking a step back and blocking his next swing. He was fighting forcefully but recklessly, allowing her to gain an advantage and force push him back against the wall before his next jab.

He grunted in pain but landed on his feet. He glanced over at Ahsoka, who was fighting the male inquisitor with elegance and grace. He had ignited his second saber and, true to Sabine's observations, he was stronger, but was not as agile as the female was.

Kanan looked back just in time to block one of her swings. Their blades clashed back and forth; she twisted and turned through the motions as Kanan was forced into defense.

Suddenly he felt a cold metal attach to his shoulder. He glanced to the side, but before he could react to the seeker droid, the electric energy shot through his body. He jolted and let out a gasp of pain.

The female Inquisitor stepped forward, her red blade centimeters away from his face. But even with the electric current racing through his body, he connected with the force, and pushed her away. She hit the door of the control room and fell to the ground.

Kanan then turned and grabbed the droid, trying to rip it off. However, when it did not come off, he twisted his blade to his left hand and stabbed it through its red eye. The light died, as did the electric current, and the droid fell from his shoulder. He sighed, letting his shoulders drop.

From behind him, Ahsoka was thrown back from a well-placed kick to the ribs. This seemed to only make her more determined, as her lightsabers clashed with more speed. She bended backwards to avoid a slash, a move that was so expertly implemented, Kanan had no doubt that she had done it many times before.

With a few more clashes, Ahsoka back flipped away with a kick to the inquisitor's face, landing beside Kanan, who had just gathered the strength to stand up.

"Enough!" Kanan and Ahsoka whipped their heads around to see the female inquisitor, who was now standing and using the wall as support. She quickly relinquished the wall and stood straight up on her own. "As much as I'm enjoying myself here, I'd much rather get to know you personally before I kill you. So."

She pressed a button on the panel and the door to the control room opened, revealing a sight that made Kanan freeze and his stomach churn.

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R & R

~ Kavella ~