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Ronin's POV

It's all my fault.

And I know it is. It's what I've been thinking about for the past two hours.

I mentally sigh. I haven't been able to help Ezra when he needed me. I thought he was dead like his parents. And now, here I am, not able to help him once more.

If only I had been there for him. If only I didn't think he was dead. If only I went to look for him. If only I got him out of the ship before he left with the rebels.

I hear the door open and see Sabine with Hera. I knew they were talking, but I wasn't listening. I was too worried to do anything.

I feel a hand being placed on my shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay?" I hear Kanan ask with uncertainty.

I nod, not realizing I was shaking. "Yea, Yeah. I'm fine."

I feel the hand being taken off. "Alright, if you say so."

We continued to create the plan. And, honestly, I wasn't entirely listening.

How can you concentrate when your nephew was taken by the Empire and you don't know what's happening to him?

The door opens once more and we see Myra and….Lyra was it?

Everyone looks their way. "Myra? Lyra? What's wrong?" Hera asks.

They walk up to us, a disc in Lyra's hand. "What's wrong is what's on this disc." Lyra replies. "Zare sent it to us and we downloaded it."

The door opens to reveal Zeb, but nobody pays attention to him.

She looks at us with a determination and worry. "And Ezra is in terrible danger."

Zeb's POV

I can't wait.

I can't wait while the kid's wi' the Empire. I have to leave the room and occupy myself. I have to do some'in' to help me be calm. I hate to admit 'is but….he's like family to me.

He reminds me of my younger brother. And after what happened to him, I won't let the same'in' happen to the ki-…..to Ezra.

I walk into the cabin I am temporarily stayin' in.

I sit on the bed and lay down. I pull the blanket over me and try to sleep.

Key word, 'try.'

I can't sleep. The kid's name keeps racin' 'rough my head. And my brain refuses to shut down.

I get up and sigh. "'Is isn't going to help." I mutter. "Best if I see if Zare got the info."

I walk out of the cabin and down the hallway. It's so…quiet. Usually, we would hear Ezra laughin' or arguin' 'bout some'in'...

Soon enough, I'm standin' in front of the room. I sigh once more and open the door. No one is here. Must be in the conference room. (Again, don't judge)

I walk in and see everyone but Chopper 'ere. Must be doin' some'in'. Probably botherin' someone here.

'Ey noticed I was 'ere, but didn't say any'in'. I notice the disc in Lyra's hand before she says some'in'. Some'in' 'at will tear 'is crew apart if we don't get 'im back 'ome.

"And Ezra is in terrible danger."

Myra's POV

"And Ezra is in terrible danger."

Ezra….Danger…..No…..He's strong…..He won't break….I know he won't.

They all look at us. "Why? What's wrong?" Kanan asks.

Lyra takes a deep breath and holds up the disc. "On this disc…it shows where Ezra is."

Everyone immediately has a glimmer of hope and determination in their eyes.

"But…." Lyra says, her voice trailing away. "Where he is….isn't a place where he might survive…"

Ashoka looks at her. "Where is he?"

Lyra inserts the disc into the holoprojector.

She points to the name at the bottom. "He's on…...Mustafar."

Everyone is silent. No one moves. Silence being the only thing heard around us….

Mustafar….No…..He can't be there. Not on Mustafar. Not Mustafar. Not Mustafar! Not–

My thoughts break as Lyra asks, "N-Now that we know where he is, what's the plan?"

The adults and Sabine look at each other and back at us. How complicated can it be?

Sabine tells us the plan. Okaaay….it might be a bit more complicated than I thought.

"We'll leave tomorrow." Hera says. "Get some sleep everyone. You're going to need it."

We nod and walk out. I follow Sabine and Lyra back to the cabin. We walk in and see Talin sleeping peacefully in the corner. I lay down onto the bed, Sabine next to me and Lyra above.

I turn my back to them and face the wall. I couldn't talk or look at them.

Not when Ezzy is in danger. Not when he's on Mustafar. Not when they can find out what happened to me….

Stop, Myra. You're thinking about what will happen when they find out, while your brother is in trouble.

I mentally sigh. My…other me is right. How can I think like that? Especially, when the Empire could be doing who knows what to Ezzy.

I couldn't live with myself if I only thought of what will happen when they find out. I couldn't be like that. It just isn't me.

I close my eyes has I slowly drifted off to sleep.

Don't worry, Ezzy. We'll rescue you…..I know we will.

Hera's POV

I turn to Kanan after everyone leaves.

"Do you really think we'll get him back, Kanan?"

He doesn't takes his eyes off the hologram. "I'm positive. We have to get him back."

I place a hand on his shoulder. "I want him back, too, Kanan." I take my hand off and look away. "He's the only thing keeping us together. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be the family we are today."

"You're right about that." He looks at me. "And we'll do anything to get him back."

I smile at him. "Of, course we will." I look at the time. "We should get to bed. We'll need everyone fully rested for tomorrow."

Kanan nods and walks to the door. He stops and looks over his shoulder. "Aren't you coming?"

I shake my head. "Soon. I need to do something first."

He nods hesitantly. "Be careful and come quickly. I don't want anything else to happen."

"I will."

He closes the door, leaving me in utter silence. I sigh and walk out. I walk over to the girls' cabin.

I open the door and see them sleeping on the bed. I feel myself bringing forward a small smile. They seem so peaceful, especially after what happened to them.

I close the door and head over to my cabin. As I approach it, I see Chopper waiting outside for me.

"Hey, Chop."

"Bep bup beep bop."

"Come on in."

"Bep boop de whop."

I nod and walk in to see Kanan with his back to me on the top bunk, obviously awake. Chopper rolls away, the door closing behind him.

I crawl into the bottom bunk and pull the blanket over me. But, I couldn't sleep.

How can I when Ezra is being held captive by the Empire? He's family. He's like a son to me. Just like Sabine and Myra are daughters to me. Even Lyra.

I can't lose him. Not like how I lost my mother. Not like how I lost my friends to the Empire. I can't lose anymore of those that I care about.

Please, Ezra. Be safe.

Ezra's POV

I don't know how long it's been since they left.

The fifth brother stopped sometime ago. I'm covered in bruises, cuts, and burns. Pain was everywhere. I couldn't move without feeling it. I laid still on the floor, not caring if I was uncomfortable.

I wouldn't tell them. I wouldn't join them either. I can't. It'll endanger my family and friends. And joining them will just endanger them even more. I couldn't risk it.

How can I escape? They probably have about hundreds of troopers surrounding this place. I need to find a way. The Ghost is on its way. I know it is. I just need to make it easier for them to get me. But how? May-

Before I can continue my thoughts, the cell door opened. I glare at them as they walked in.

"Hello, Bridger." The seventh sister says with a smirk. "Did you like your little session with my brother here?"

"Maybe, maybe not." I reply, pain going through me as I speak.

Her smirk disappears and is replaced with a frown. "Are you ready to tell or join us now, boy?"

I slightly chuckle. "I think you already know my answer."

She growls. "Very well." To turns to the fifth brother. "You may continue, but stop if he has had enough." She lowers her voice to make sure I didn't here. Which didn't quite work. "Vader needs him alive."

She walks out, the door closing behind her.

Vader?! What does he want from me? Why does he needs me alive? Wh-

The fifth brother walks up to me, the saber in his hand. I brace myself for impact.

The saber comes down onto my chest. Then my leg. My arm. My shoulder. My ankle.

The pain went on and on. But, I had to go through it. I won't tell them. I never will. I won't put my family and friends in danger.

They're already on their way. I just need to make it through this. I can't die on them. I can't leave them.

After what felt like years, the inquisitor finally stopped. He put the lightsaber away and walked out the cold cell, leaving me surrounded with the fresh, sticky substance.

At least it's over. There's still one thing on my mind though. Okay, maybe a bunch of things.

What does Vader want with me? Why keep me alive when he can easily kill me? It doesn't make sense. Unless….

I didn't finish the train of thought. It was unbelievable. No one would believe it.

I ignore the pain and move myself onto my back. I close my eyes as exhaustion over came me.

Hurry, guys. Please.

Kanan's POV

I couldn't think. None of us could.

How can we when Ezra is with the empire? He's my Padawan. Most of all, he's a son to me.

How could I have let this happen? I should've been there with him. I could've stopped everything before the Empire got a hold of him.

As we traveled through hyperspace on an unknown ship to the empire, everything and everyone was quiet.

Sabine is in her cabin with Lyra and Myra. Zeb is either in his cabin sleeping or punching something. Hera, who fell asleep a few minutes ago, is beneath me. Ahsoka and Ronin are in their own cabin. And Chopper and Leo are who knows where.

Me? I'm sitting on the bunk, thinking.

I hope Ezra is okay. But, what if he's not okay? What if he's severely hurt? Will we be able to help him? What if we get there too late? No, that won't happen…right?

All these questions ran through my head as I thought of the consequences or results of what might've happened to Ezra.

I hear a small ruckus underneath me. I look down and see Hera looking up.

She looks at me with concern. "Love? What's wrong?"

I sigh. "Everything. If only this hadn't happened. What if Ezra's severely hurt?" I lower my voice into a whisper. "What if we're too late?"

Hera glares at me. "Kanan Jarrus! You do not and will not say that!" Her expression softens. "We'll get him back. I know we will….you know that, too. Don't you?"

I look at her. "Of course, I do!" I look back down. "But…what if…we do lose him? What would we do then?"

Hera gives a small sigh and looks at the wall. "I don't know….but, it won't happen. Don't think like that. We will get him back."

I look at her and nod. "Thanks, Hera."

A slight smile forms. "Anytime, love."

Hera lays back down and slowly fall into a deep sleep. Silence took over again, putting weight on top of my shoulders.

I sigh and get up. Maybe I should walk around some more or talk with someone.

I walk out of the room with him still on my mind.

Sabine's POV

I can't wait any longer.

So couldn't Lyra and Myra. Can't we get there any faster? I want to help him. Get him back home before he's hurt even more. We don't even know what's happening to him!

Why did the Empire have to bring him to Mustafar? It brings back bad memories. And it's the worst place for Ezra, a Jedi, to be at.

The lava planet is the very place that both Darth Vader and Sidious come back to many times.

After the rise of the Empire, captured Jedi were brought to the volcanic world for interrogation and execution. It's even rumored that Vader does the interrogation himself!

My eyes close as I fall into a restless slumber, my mind still thinking about him.

Oh, Ezra. Please don't let them kill you. You're special to me and the heart of our family. Stay alive.

We're coming to get you….and we won't leave without you.

Leo's POV (Honestly, I forgot about him.)

I can't think. Or speak. Or move any part of my body for that matter of fact.

Ezra's on Mustafar?! Oh, no. No, no, no, no, NO! He can't be! This has to be some sort of trick…right?

But, what if it isn't?! That place….Ezra might not even survive it just like Sabine said. When they interrogate people there, they leave them severely injured! They even kill them, too, sometimes!

"Whop?"

Vader and Sidious are also known to be there most of the time! What if the Inquisitors are doing the interrogation to Ezra? Oh, no….what if Vader is doing the interrogation?!

"Whop."

Ezra….if Vader is doing the interrogation….he might not survive at all. But, he could and he will. Ezra's strong. He won't give in. I know he won't.

"Whoooop."

But, what if he does? What if they force him to tell everything? What if they force him to join the dark side. What if–

Ahhh! This is to much! I can't take it! I'm going to get a headache soon if I don't stop thinking. But, I can't stop. Ezra is in the hands of the empire! How can I not!

Ezra is the only one who accepted me. Didn't judge me by how I looked or what I did. He understood what it was like to live on the streets. Why did I listen to him? I should've dragged him with Hera and me. I could've done something! If only I could change it. If only I could go back in time. If o–

"Whoooop!"

"Ahhh!"

I scream and fall off the chair I was sitting on. I look up to see Chopper standing over me.

I get up and glare at him. "What on Emos, Chopper?! Don't do that!"

"Whop woop."

From being on the streets, you learn how to understand and speak many different types of languages. Including droid.

"Sorry? Sorry?! Think what would've happened if we were in a battle right now!" I see him back up a bit and my expression softens. "I-I-I'm sorry. It's just…"

I sigh. "Ezra's on Mustafar. And who knows what's happening to him?"

"Boop wop beep bop?"

I look away. "He was the only one to truly accept me. He didn't judge me by my actions or appearance." I look at the metal floor. "And he understood what it was like to live on the streets. He understood what it was like to be alone."

My voice goes from loud to just above a whisper. "He knew what it was like to lose your family to the Empire."

The moment I said that…silence hung around us, putting us into an uncomfortable position.

"Beep bop wop."

I look at the orange and gray droid besides me. "It's fine, Chopper. I needed to get that out of my system anyway."

"Bep bep boop?"

I raise a brow. "Why are you so concerned all of a sudden? Aren't you the stubborn, mischievous, hate everyone droid? Don't you hate Ezra?"

He starts whopping at me rapidly. "Whop whop wob bop! Woop bop be. Boop de bop! Wop bep whoop!"

I back up a bit. "Okay, okay. I get it."

He sighs. "Boop be."

I shrug. "It's fine."

"Beep be bop….bep whop ebop boop. Bop be wop woop beep. Bep boop whoop whop."

"Yea, you're right. It isn't the same." I get up. "I'm going to get some sleep. It's better than sitting around, worrying."

"Bep bop. Beep whop wheep boop."

Chopper rolls out the door, leaving me in the cabin alone. I sigh and look down.

I don't want to lose someone else. Maybe if I hadn't been with Ezra, he wouldn't be in this situation right now. Whenever I get close to someone, they end of being hurt.

Like my family.

Tears immediately start well into my eyes. I quickly blink them and lean against the metal wall of the cabin.

I have haven't thought about them that much for a while. Even though it's been three years, it still hurts to talk about them. Much less, think. I can't even look at the picture I have without tearing up.

Why did the Empire have to kill them? Why did they have to kill my parents? Why did they have to kill my siblings, but my sister? Why did they even take her?

Rina.

Her name still rung through my head. Why would they take her? And to use her against me? Sure, it was to get Ezra to them, but why? Why not kill her? Which I don't want, but why use her to their advantage?

She's probably dead anyway. She's probably been dead since they got her. Probably killed her right after showing me her on the holoprojector. Rina couldn't be alive. The Empire has no use for her since I betrayed them.

I sigh once more.

This is too much for my brain. I can't think straight. I should just get some sleep.

I lay down onto my back, pulling the blanket on me.

We're coming, Ezra. And I won't forget my promise, Rina.

§§§§§§§

"Everyone, we're almost there." I hear Hera's voice over the speakers. "Come over to the conference room. It's time."

I groggily sit up and rub my eyes.

It's time already? It only felt like a couple of minutes.

I get up from the bed and head over to the conference room. I walk in and see everyone, but Myra there.

I stand in between Lyra and Zeb.

"Where's Myra?" Hera and I ask at the exact moment. We look at each blankly.

"She didn't sleep well." Sabine answers. "She was having a nightmare. Though she wouldn't tell us what it was about."

Hera nods and turns to the rest of us. "Okay, so now that we're only a few minutes away from arriving, let's go over the plan once more."

And we did.

The plan might be complicated, but it's easy enough to understand. After going over the plan, one by one, we left the room.

I walked down the hall to get some supplies, only to bump into Myra.

"We have got to stop meeting like this." I say as I help her up once more.

"Yea." Was her only reply.

An awkward silence hung around us.

"So…" Myra starts. "What happened? I woke up to see Lyra and Sabine gone."

"Oh yea. We're almost there." I answer. "I'm going to get some supplies we'll need. Do you know where they keep them?"

Myra nods. "Yup. Follow me."

We walk through the halls of the ship as the silence returned once more. Neither of us said a word. All was silent until it was broken.

"So…" Myra starts once more after a min or two. "How did you meet E-Ezzy?"

I'm guessing that's what she calls Ezra.

"Well, he helped me with some stormtroopers. I decided to help him with the injuries he had in return." I say as I recall the memory. "I guess we just became friends after that."

Myra looks at me. "That's not all, is it? You're hiding something."

I look away. "I-I'm not ready. I-I just can't talk about it yet."

She nods. "Whenever you're ready, tell us, okay?"

"Okay."

We stop in front of a storage room.

"Here we are."

Myra opens the door and I see many things. Grenades, blasters, a couple of bo-rifles, more weapons, and….paint?

Myra sees me staring at the paint. "Sabine likes to keep some here in emergencies. And by emergencies, I mean when she runs out of art supplies. She goes bonkers when she doesn't have her supplies."

I try to imagine Sabine going bonkers, but I can't. Maybe it's because she seems really mature and caring since I met her.

"Okay, thanks."

Myra gives a slight smile. She grabs a blaster and attaches it to her belt. Along with some grenades. I do the same and take some extra in case.

Once we were ready, we walk out the room and down the halls once more.

"So, Sabine told us that you didn't sleep well. Why?" I say trying to start up a convo.

"Just reliving some things from my past." She answers as she looks down. Before I could ask what, she continues. "I don't want to talk about it. They're not ready…I'm not ready."

"I guess we both have something we're not ready to talk about."

"Yeah."

I was about to say something else when we heard an innocent, confused sound.

"Meow?"

We turn around and see the little Emo-cat, Talin. Myra walks over to Talin and picks it up.

"What are you doing here?" She asks as she pet him.

"Meow." It says, rubbing his against her chest.

I walk over to them. "I'm pretty sure he just missed you."

"Meeeow."

Talin purrs and continues to rub his head against Myra's chest in approval. We give a small chuckle.

"Everyone come to the cockpit." We hear Kanan's voice from the speakers. "We're here."

Myra and I look at each other and nod. We continue to walk down the halls and to the cargo hold. By the time we reach there, everyone was ready to go.

It's time. Time to fight. Time to get Ezra back. Time to avenge my family.

We're here, Ezra. Don't be dead by the time we get to you.