Maintaining proper physic is imperative. Rehearsing proper form is vital. Growing immensely in strength through the force is crucial to success.

Never stop improving.

I'll need to start a routine. And a diet. A trip to the market couldn't hurt.

Opening my eyes, I gaze out on the horizon from my perch on a large rock.

I can feel them watching me.

There guilt . . . it weighs immensely on their shoulders.

But I'm stronger, more powerful .

I am strong enough to overthrow my old master. I can defeat the Empire. Take from them what they have taken from me.

It starts with training. Vader wasn't fond of the Empire, he just wasn't strong enough to do anything about it.

I will be.

. . .

There she is. Blind in her ways of confusion.

She'll try to talk to me. Be friends even.

No distractions.

Blow her off.

"Hey"

I sigh internally. "Yea?"

"Are . . . you alright? I mean you've been borderline unapproachable the past few weeks." Sabine takes a couple steps forward, probably to get a better look at my face.

You can't read my emotions Wren.

"This isn't like yo-"

"You have no idea what I'm like." I cut her off.

Turning to her, I keep my glare low. "You . . ."

Shit.

Im at a loss for words right now.

Turning back to the horizon I let out a quiet puff. "You don't know me Sabine."

"Ezra I-"

"You never TRIED to get to know me, ever." I emphasize with my hands. "Don't start trying now."

"You know . . . you don't have to go about this alone." I can hear the pain in her voice.

She has no right. I don't need her pity.

"I don't need you Sabine!" I whip around to face her.

Suddenly she takes a step back, left hand quickly covering her mouth.

The scar. Damn it.

I immediately turn back around.

It's awful I know. Twisted and ugly. Did NOT heal well like my back.

Damn Sith dagger.

"Ezra just . . . let me know if you need anything. Please?" That sounded more like a question than a request.

Good, she understands that we won't be having any talks in the future.

I let the silence run on and gaze at the sunset. After what feels like minutes, I hear soft footsteps prod away.

We start tomorrow.

I know, I know these chaps are short, but I hope that sets the stage for Ezra's mentality going forward. He's treading a dark path for now. SABEZRA in the future I PROMISE.

Thanks for reading :)