"I invoke the code to seek justice through single combat!"
―Sabine Wren
Mandalore
The bounty hunters were now in position. And so was Ezra...
"I'm in position..." Ezra's voice was distorted by his mask, which hid most of his face. His hair, now somewhat long, was allowed to flow freely.
"Whatever happens, I want that paycheck." Fett activated his jetpack and flew upwards, firing a rocket barrage. The rockets hit the clifface, causing a landslide that blocked off the pass.
The explosions were very difficult to ignore. The bright flashes of light received Sabine's attention quickly.
"I have a bad feeling about this..." She started running as fast as she could. Her jetpack's fuel was limited, and it might be needed in case she had to fight.
Bossk, basked in moonlight, roared at the top of his lungs. He threw impact grenades at a clifface on the other side of the pass. Now their target has no choice but to use her jetpack to escape.
To prevent Sabine's escape, Bane shot her jetpack with a deactivator. She was trapped, and had no choice but to fight. She hid the ground with a loud thud.
"Bounty hunters..." She deactivated her blasters' safety, and aimed them at Bane... "I'm guessing Saxon sent you..."
The Duros tipped his hat at her... "The Governor's giving each of us two million credits for your capture..." All three of them would do anything for wealth. But Bane in particular simply decided that collecting bounties was the most thrilling way to do so, rather than pillaging trade ships or becoming a soldier.
"That's very considerable... Too bad you'll never catch me alive..." However, she soon realized that she was surrounded. Bossk and Boba Fett both pointing blasters at her.
The Trandoshan growled. "If you don't get out of this aliiiiive, we can just deliverrrr your remains to the Black ssssssSun for a similar fee. Princcccce Xixorrrr never forgot how you fled ssso quicklllyyy."
She could fight them. She wasn't afraid. Situations like this are when she really shined... But one sound faded all of those thoughts...
A lightsaber ignited with a deep hum... Ffffkrrrrshhzzzwooooom!
The sudden green light immediately gained her interest. She only knew about one lightsaber that had that color, and wanted to know if it was really what she thinks...
Her eyes met a figure with dark, piercing green eyes and black shoulder-length hair. His hands tightly held the metallic hilt of a lightsaber that she immediately recognized as Ezra's. It seemed to be a trophy... A challenge...
"Inquisitor..." The thought of Ezra's death brought her rage... He didn't deserve that fate. She remembered how she weeped for hours after seeing the galaxy-wide broadcast. That Imperial deserved to be punished for defiling her best friend in such a way...
"It looks like I have something you want..." That was most certainly a taunt... A taunt said by an Inquistor that seems to be a... boy? He was nowhere near as old as the others.
"That weapon doesn't belong to you." Sabine said to the boy, trying to threaten him. There was no possibility for Sabine to win this battle. He could use the force, and she could not. All she can do is try fighting...
"It does now..." His Droid reattached to the back of his chestplate. "Tiber Saxon needs your... expertise. And we've been ordered to bring you to him, preferably alive..."
"I'll never go willingly." She ignited the Darksaber... He was too close for blasters, and her jetpack's disabled. She had no choice but to duel him fairly, though she doubted that he'll play by the rules. "You're no Mandalorian, but I still invoke the code to seek justice through single combat!"
With a powerful swing, the child of Mandalore made the first move. Its sheer ferocity caught the boy off guard. He quickly blocked it, using the Force to boost his more or less average arm strength.
This will be fun. He thought to himself...
The bounty hunters sat back and watched. Whether he wins or not, they can still subdue her easily. They're getting their money, no matter what happens.
"We were hoping the situation would be better by now..." The icy blue image of General Hera Syndulla, projected by Chopper, spoke with Kanan alone... It's been three weeks since he left Yavin to join Sabine on Mandalore... Three weeks was too long... And Mandalore was too far away from Yavin. They felt like they were a galaxy apart, which was true...
"We're planning to attack Saxon's cruiser directly. Hopefully we can destroy that weapon before it kills more people... Like what happened to Rau." Kanan's facial expressions didn't change very much under that mask. Nor did he smile often... He was only focused on the here and now, with a slight focus on the future. Nothing of the past...
"Well, if you can't get to that weapon... The planet will be lost..." Her expression was grim... Kanan can sense it... She was thinking of the thousands that would die at the weapon's hands... With no memory but a pile of ashes.
"I have faith in Sabine... She can do it..." He was sincere. He'd seen Sabine's growth as a person. From a lost girl running from her past, to a powerful rebel, and finally going full circle as she confronts her past head on. It made him proud... It made them both proud... If only Ezra could see how far she's gotten...
"The rumors about the weapon are how I convinced Mon Mothma to help... But when that's done I need you to come back..." Hearing that made Kanan smile...
"Ah... Having trouble overthrowing the Empire without me?" The sass began to come back after the seriousness of the rest of the conversation. He wanted to be with her again... It's been too long...
"Our team is an important asset to the Rebellion." Hera knew well about how much her team gets done. She's heard chatter comparing her team to the Republic commandos. They worked best together, just like Delta Squad... But like Delta Squad, they lost one of their valuable members during the war...
"An asset? Is that what we are?" Kanan never liked the concept of fighting for another military. He already had enough of military protocol during the Clone Wars. After all, he was only fourteen years old when the War ended... He managed to lay low for a while, but now he's in yet another war. He won't get used to that after such a traumatic war experience.
"You know what I mean..."
"You know how I feel..." That slightly confused Hera.
"Are we still talking about the mission?" She could see this becoming far more personal.
"That depends..." He slightly leaned forward. He's been neglecting his feelings for so long. His duties as a master were always first... But Ezra's gone... The Jedi are dead... Perhaps he could get away with breaking the Jedi Code...
"On what?"
Kanan's answer was more or less annoying... "You know..."
Chopper was certainly irritated by what he said... But he's also irritated by just about anything.
The Twi'lek general sighed... "Be careful out there... see you soon..."
The hologram disappeared, leaving Kanan to contemplate alone... Chopper decided to leave him in peace for once.
Unfortunately that was cut short by Korkie Kryze running towards him frantically.
"Sabine's in danger!" He yelled.
"What?" He stood up, and turned to 'look' at the Mandalorian's visor.
"Bounty hunters..." That was enough to get him to act. He started running towards the speeders. He joined with Mandalorian warriors, Tristan, Ursa, Bo Katan, and Rex. They then all jumped onto speeders to reach Sabine's last known position.
-I do have a reason why Ezra started acting very un-Ezra as the story progressed. With some inspiration from the MCU.
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-And to all Americans reading this when it was first uploaded, Happy Thanksgiving! Here's something to be thankful for.