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It had been a few days since the fight against the empire in the square and life tried to continue without their little Ezra, but the crew couldn't help but be depressed after what had happened. Hera hadn't left Kanan's side at all, constantly worrying over him. His wounds had started to heal and his bruises looked a bit better, but he still hadn't woken up.

"… Please …"

Hera whispered

"… Please wake up …"

Almost like magic Kanan started to twitch a bit on the med bay bed as he started to crack his eyes open. Hera's head shot up instantly as she saw he friend wake up. "Kanan" Hera said happily. Kanan head keep moving all over the place as if he was looking for something.

"… Ez … ra …" Kanan's raspy voice asked

Or someone…

Hera's heart broke when she heard him call out for the boy, it almost sounded like begging all she could do was shake her head as she tried to hold back tears

"I'm… I'm so sorry… Kanan… " Hera didn't even need to finish that sentence as she saw the memories come back to Kanan. The explosion… The inquisitor and… The man called Vader… The battle against each other... and as they tried to make the escape… Ezra falling to the ground unconscious, and being left behind as the square was going up in flames… It was so painful to remember it made tears slid down Kanan's cheeks

"Ezra… Ezra will be fine he's stronger than anyone… he'll be fine…" Hera tried to reassure him and herself, but Kanan knew that it was a lie. Whoever or whatever this Darth Vader was he had won easily and Kanan couldn't help but curse himself for it Ezra being there and not him, for not of dying to protect his padawan and instead it was Ezra that had protected him. His mind was filled with regret as he kept remembering "you let them get him" "you didn't protect him" and now with Vader taking Ezra god knows where he couldn't protect Ezra from danger, from the dark side. As Kanan lied there on the bed, barely able to move he sent out a message into the force

"Be strong, be strong my padawan. Trust in the force and I shall come for you, my dear Ezra" and with that Kanan slipped back into sleep.

Far across the galaxies the message was reserved by Ezra, waking him up from a realm sleep.

"… Kanan …" Ezra whispered out

It took Ezra a few seconds to realise where he was and even then he wasn't sure. When he was asleep he could feel he was in space, like the whole battle had been a terrible dream and when he would wake up he would see Kanan and Hera and everyone else, but much to his dismay he realised that the room he woke up in was a lot bigger than his cabin on the ghost. It was a very boring room all grays and whites and blacks it almost made Ezra sick there was only a bed and a dresser, two doors one leaving the room and one to the refresher and finally and window showing off the beauty of space as the stars streaked by. "… shit …" Ezra thought as he realised where this was… he was on an imperial ship. He slowly got up and walked around the room it seemed perfect normal except for the fact that there seemed to be a barrier around the room and it was made of the dark side. It seemed to be caging him or maybe even protecting him but it made the room colder than usual. He suddenly noticed that another reason he might be so cold was that his jumper was complete destroyed. Sure it was still on his body, but it had holes and burns and blaster marks all over it even though strangely all of his wounds had been patched up whall he was asleep. He walked to the dresser and opened it to find interesting set of clothes. A white turtleneck with a black vest, grey pants and finally a pair of black boots and oddly a black cape.

The room was freezing so he took the clothes (minus the cape) into the refresher and turned on the shower as he quickly cleaned of the dirt and grim from the battle and from however long he had been asleep and then he quickly put on the fresh cloths he didn't like being out of his favorite outfit, but this one seemed fine, but he decided to ripe a piece of his orange jumper off and tie it around his waist. He exited back into the room only to find that he was no longer alone that in fact he was now with the man that had brought him here… Darth Vader.

They both stood still staring at each other (or at least he thought they were staring at each other Ezra wasn't too sure about the mask) it was almost like the universe stood still. Vader with pride and interest in finally seeing his son face-to-face and Ezra though in fear of the man right before him he did a good job of hiding it, but soon enough that silence end when Vader spoke out truly bring the universe to a halt

"… My son …"

"What the hell?" and with that ot felt like Ezra's world broke apart.