"We're here," Seventh Sister announced.

Ezra looked up from where he sat in the co-pilot seat, and saw Chandel. Simple planet, in his opinion; it was mostly covered in water.

Shrugging in indifference, Ezra walked to the exit just as the ship lanided. Hm, have to ask Seventh Sister what the ship's name is later… Probably something like Genesis or Death or something…

Seventh Sister walked next to Ezra as they exited the ship, Seventh saying, "We'll be helping the clones and Agent Kallus move some very important crates, so keep an eye out for any suspicious people. Kill them if you have to."

"Yes master," Ezra said, a sadistic smirk tugging at his lips, but he kept a neutral face. "I can stick to the rooftops so I could jump them."

"Good thinking." Ezra's heart filled with pride at the praise. "Don't lose sight of the crates, Ezra."

"I will not fail you, master." And with that, Ezra used the Force to jump onto a low roof. Steadying himself, he climbed up and reached the top roof, and stuck to the edge as he began walking, ocean blue eyes glued to the Seventh Sister who was walking down the street, and silently followed.

As he followed, he heard a voice behind him say, "So, you're part of the Empire?"

Ezra whirled around, lightsabre activated and held protectively in front of him. A male Pau'an with horns and purple eyes put his dark red gloved hands up in surrender. Ezra narrowed his eyes. A hybrid, then?

He surveyed the male in front of him. His clothes were a mix of black, dark red and brown, and a thick scar started from the middle of the forehead, past the closed right eye and ended at the jaw. "What do you want?"

"Nothing. Just thought I'd make conversation, considering you're on my roof. I'm Orion, by the way." Orion said, smiling in reassurance. As if noticing his curiosity, he explained, "I'm a Pau'an/Zabrak hybrid. I'm actually with a group of hybrids. Anyway, since this is my roof and technically your my guest, I thought I'd start a conversation. Are you a Sith?"

"No," Ezra answered immediately, then faltered. "Well, yes…?"

"You're master is an Imperial?"

Something in his mind whispered, No, my Master is a Rebel. A friend. A fath-

He cut off the thoughts abruptly, and growled, "Yes, she is. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a mission to follow."

"Go ahead," Orion said, shrugging, then added, "You lie, by the way. I can tell by your eyes. Here's a little advice, kid; reflection without learning is dangerous."

Ezra didn't reply. Instead, he deactivated his lightsabre, turned around, and walked away with a weight on his shoulders.

While Agent Kallus and Seventh Sister spoke as they walked through the street with the clones and crates in tow, Ezra stuck to the rooftops as he looked around for suspicious suspects.

While he walked, he wondered about the Inquisitor.

Soon enough, ocean blue eyes spotted a man with a hood rushing towards a clone.

Ezra smirked, and swooped down, lightsabre drawn.

~FLASHBACK~

As the Ghost landed, the crew filed out. Kanan and the Inquisitor went right as Hera, Sabine and Zeb went left.

Soon enough, both teams were in separate alleyways opposite each other, and Sabine waved at the two Jedi's.

Rolling his eyes, Kanan kept an eye out for the crates, and soon enough, they appeared with the clones, Agent Kallus and Seventh Sister.

"I don't see Ezra," Sabine said in the comm. Link

"Guess we'll have to ask Seventh Sister," Zeb replied.

Kanan ignored them, and as his hands waved for the signal to go, they stepped out with weapons drawn as a hooded man rushed at the crates.

And they all watched in horror as a familiar figure dropped down on the hooded man.

~END FLASHBACK~

Sending the hooded man onto his stomach, Ezra put a foot at either side of the man's hips as he impaled his lightsabre into the man's chest, not batting an eye.

Grinning as he brought his lightsabre to his side, Ezra glanced up. His chest filled with pride at his master's pleased look, and the pride almost dropped into guilt as he saw the horror stricken Ghost crew. Almost.

Stepping away from the dead man and towards his old friends, Ezra asked cheerfully, "Shall I dispose of them for you, master?"

"Yes."