So Corona am I right? Yea such a great thing huh? I had to go on a bit of a break due to things in real life but MAYBE I will be able to get more of these chapters out now.

Before I start the next chapter, I'm going to try and make these a bit longer to read. I cant promise this, as I am not really good at long writing and what not. I'm going to try, though.

Lastly, I am planning on two chapters, including this one, before I move into the part of the story that is changed from the original storyline. I will explain that more later.

Both of these chapters will be used to explain a few changes from the end of Season Two into Season Three. These are not canon in any way, but I would like the believe that they make sense

Anyway, to the story

A few weeks after the events on Malachor

Ezra sat by the holotable in the Ghost. He had his arms crossed, his blue hair slightly covering his face. He had grown since Malachor, but there were still some parts of the child Ezra left in him. This was being shown at that moment.

"Ezra… you really should get it cut," Hera said. She stood in front of the table, looking at him. Ezra crosses his arms.

"Why? I think it looks fine" Ezra replied confidently. Hera sighed and rubbed her head.

"It's a surprise you can see anything at all," Hera said. Ezra sat up a little in his seat as Sabine and Zeb both walked into the room.

"You can say that again," Sabine said as she calmly walked past them and towards her room. Zeb leaned against a wall.

"You know kid for someone who needs to use a blaster you sure like to not be able to aim" Zeb said with a laugh. Ezra stood up.

"I shoot just fine!" He said. Zeb laughed more.

"Yea, if you say so kid" Zeb replied as he grabbed some food and walked off to his room. Ezra shook his head.

"Speaking of aiming, you have blaster training with Rex soon you know" Hera said. Ezra nodded.

"Yea, and I will prove you all wrong!" Ezra said.

"Blast!" Ezra said, missing another shot at a Stormtrooper helmet laying on a bench. He stood up, shaking the DC-17 pistol around. "This must not be sighted correctly!"

"Are you sure it's not your hair getting in the way?" Rex asked, standing behind him. Ezra slightly growled.

"Oh come on not you too! It's not my hair!" Ezra said, turning back towards the helmet. He fired another blast, but again it missed. Rex sighed.

"You are getting too hostile, what's on your mind?" Rex asked. Ezra stopped in his tracks. He had just started to use that Sith Holocron to train, but he didn't want to tell Rex that. Especially after what happened to Ahsoka.

"It's nothing" he coldly replied.

"Nothing? I know it's not nothing. It's about Kanan, isn't it?" Rex asked. Ezra sighed. It was, partially, about Kanan. He hadn't been around for most of his recent training.

"Fine you caught me" Ezra said. Rex walked over next to him.

"Sometimes people need to figure out what to do. Kanan needs that, especially now" Rex said. "Trust me, Ahsoka and Anakin were that way sometimes too"

Ezra turned and nodded before a rebel soldier ran over to the pair.

"Sirs, Mon Mothma needs you and the rest of Phoenix Squadron in the command center," he said.

"The Blue Shadow Virus!" Rex exclaimed, hitting the holotable. The others looked around, confused. Ezra put a hand on Rex's shoulder.

"What's wrong? You are obviously upset" Ezra said. Rex sighed.

"I dealt with that stuff on Naboo during the Clone Wars. Nasty stuff almost killed me. What is the Empire doing with it" Rex asked, turning to Mon Mothma.

"We don't know, but it can't be good. We do have an idea of where the synthesized virus is being transported from, however" Mothma said, bringing up a hologram of a planet with a Star Destroyer in orbit.

"It's on a Star Destroyer?" Hera asked. Mothma nodded.

"Yes, unfortunately it's in orbit above Naboo" Mothma said. Rex's face was now more pale than before.

"We need to destroy that virus before the Empire can use it!" Ezra said.

"You cannot destroy it on that Star Destroyer, or we risk the safety of the people on Naboo. We need to recover that virus and dispose of it safely" Mothma said. Ezra sighed.

"Alright" He said, turning to Hera. "What are you thinking?"

"We send you, Sabine, and Zeb inside that Star Destroyer while me and some of the fleet create a distraction. You get that virus, leave, and we destroy the Star Destroyer" Hera said.

"Phoenix Squadron be careful, once there is an attack reinforcements will come, this is the Emperor's homeworld" Mothma said. Hera and the others nodded before leaving the room.

"Here, take this" Sabine said, tossing a respirator to Ezra.

"Why do I need this if the virus isn't going to be released?" Ezra asked.

"The Blue Shadow Virus is very deadly in it's airborne form. It was created that way during the Clone Wars and we have no antidote on hand. No chances" Sabine said. Ezra nodded.

"Heh maybe for this mission you can actually be able to see" Zeb said, slightly punching Ezra's arm. Ezra sighed.

"Not again" Ezra started before Hera walked into the room.

"Everyone ready?" Hera asked. Everyone nodded except for Ezra.

"I don't have a blaster," Ezra said. He felt a hand on his left shoulder. He turned to see Sabine holding out one of her blaster pistols to him.

"Just don't lose it, or waste too much of the charge missing" She said. Ezra couldn't see her face, but he could tell she was smirking.

"Thanks," he said, grabbing the weapon.

"Ok you guys, get to the Phantom and prepare to take off" Hera said.

"Go!" Ezra heard through the coms of the Phantom. He felt the ship shake and depart from the Ghost as they flew towards the Star Destroyer. Around them the ships were fighting, with dogfight between starfighters happening around the area. Ezra put on his respirator and inspected the WESTAR-35 blaster pistol. It was an elegant weapon, for sure.

"Kid you trying to see where the trigger is?" Zeb asked, laughing. The noise was filtered through his own respirator. Ezra let out a fake laugh back.

"Ha Ha" he said. He was kind of getting sick of the jokes.

"Cut it you two, the canisters are supposed to be in the main storage area, which is not far from the hangar. Once we clear the hangar we get there and secure them" Sabine said. Zeb and Ezra nodded as the Phantom flew into the hangar. They landed, quickly dropping it's ramp and running to the blast door leading to the storage area. Luckily, the troopers that were supposed to be,in the hangar were busy and not able to be at their posts

"Remember guys, watch where you shoot. We don't want this stuff getting out into this destroyer" Sabine said.

Ezra nodded, opening the blast door with a few clicks on the touchpad beside it. Inside, there were a few canisters and a squad of Stormtroopers. Ezra stepped back and aimed the blaster at them.

"Blast them!" A helmeted voice from a Stormtrooper said, as red blaster bolts started flying. Zeb, Sabine, and Ezra ducked behind a set of crates and started to fire back

One of Ezra's blasts hit close to a container, which Sabine noticed. She turned towards him. She quickly swiped her blaster away from him.

"Hey!" Ezra yelled.

"You are getting too close to those containers!" Sabine yelled. Ezra parted his hair slightly from his face. He saw the marks on the walls and went a little pale.

"G-Got it" Ezra said quietly, ducking down as blaster shots rang out above his head. He sat there listening to the constant blaster fire. At this rate, there wouldn't be long for them to get out of there before Imperial reinforcements would get to them.

"I can still help," Ezra said to himself as he looked up, extending his hand. Suddenly the stormtroopers were sent flying into the wall, falling unconscious.

"Well that's helpful" Zeb said, laughing as Ezra sighed. The crew grabbed the containers, moving them back onto the Phantom as they took the ship away and back towards the Ghost.

Ezra stepped onto the Ghost and moved his hair from his face again. The more and more time he spent out in the field, the more he started to hate the fact that his hair kept getting in his way. He let out a sigh, knowing just what he had to do. With that, he turned and started heading to Hera's quarters.

After a few minutes, Ezra stepped out of the room, rubbing his newly cut hair. He liked it, very simple. It would allow him to keep up his marksmanship until he found another way to get another lightsaber. He walked into his room, laid on his bunk, and fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.

So sorry if that seems a bit cut short, but I wrote most of the story at one point, then the break came and I just now finished it up. My plans for the story may change a little bit, but I know the next chapter I am going to write. I should be working on it, if not finishing it soon after I finally finished this one.