Hey guys, so I know it hasn't been too long. Well, I've got some free time on my hands so I thought why not? Okay, so thanks to , NightOwl Fury, LazeBlaZe7, AngelWolf1994, ImagineShine, al'verde, Zaconator and Zackis, smurf lover forever, MaryMarina and ako94 for reviewing/following/favoring along with all 175 readers! Thank you all so much. Also, Karma/Sabrina's theme for this story is No Boundaries by Kris Allen, since it describes her past, pain and hope in my opinion. Oh, and you're gonna learn more about Karma's past in this chapter and more about her mysterious ability. I think that's everything so...enjoy!
It had been a little while after Ezra and Karma had joined the crew of the Ghost. Since then, the two had grown closer to the rebels but the reason they came, Ezra's Jedi training, had yet to go anywhere. Since she revealed herself to be the lost Jedi Padawan Sabrina Jarrus, apparently Kanan had the same idea as her by taking her last name for his alias, Karma had stopped wearing her hood, unless necessary, and spoken more of her past, though most of it remained hidden. Her shirt now had Sabine's rebel symbol painted on it in light green and her blaster had light green swirls painted on it, courtesy of Sabine again. Presently, the rebels were trying to escape the Empire...again.
"I don't have a shot!" Kanan informed from the gun turrent, trying to fire on the TIEs following the crew. Hera turned to Chopper and cried,
"Chopper, do you have the coordinates?" Chopper let out a few beeps, which Karma understood as a confirmation.
"What did he say?" Zeb asked, confused.
"He said, 'hello hyperspace'!" Hera smiled.
"That's not what he said." Zeb muttered as Hera activated the hyperspace and the stars began to streak by.
"Told you we'd get away." Kanan said as he entered the cockpit.
"With the shipment." Sabine stated, "You said we'd get away with the shipment."
"Kanan, we're low on everything." Hera said.
"Food." Ezra said.
"Explosives." Sabine added.
"Fuel." Karma supplied, knowing that was one of the biggest ones.
"We need to make some money, or we might as well put the Ghost in storage." Hera stated. The rebels fell silent until Kanan suggested,
"There's always Vizago's job."
"So we're arms dealers again?" Zeb asked.
"Mmm, more like arms redistributors." Kanan corrected.
"Call it whatever you want, Caleb. I'm still calling it stealing, even if it is the only way we can get by." Karma stated from her now usual spot against the wall, her right hand playing with her purple streak while her left hand hung limply by her side. She had gotten back into the habit when she started leaving her hood off. Of course, when she was younger the streak was black like the rest of her hair.
"Come on." Zeb said, "We don't even know what kind of weapons we're talking about here."
"Hey, if it puts food on the table and frees up time for oh, I don't know, Jedi training, then I'm in." Ezra stated. Karma sighed and hung her head.
"I hate to say it, but I'm with Ezra." She said, "And I really hate to say it." And how could she not? She's a hidden Jedi who's only gone without food for so long. She may be used to hunger but this was really pushing it. Kanan walked forward, pushed Ezra back and asked Hera,
"You game?"
"Say I am. What then?" Hera asked.
"I already know the mission. Let's head to the spaceport." Kanan said.
Once they reached the spaceport, each of the rebels got on the shuttle seperately. Zeb and Sabine went on first, followed by Ezra and Chopper, then Karma and Kanan took the most time to get on. As they entered the shuttle, Chopper went ahead of Zeb and Sabine.
"How rude." Zeb quipped as he passed the droid. Ezra walked up to the droid and hit him as Karma brushed past him, taking the seat behind the boy.
"This way, Mr. Wabo." A woman, who Karma recognized from her research as Maketh Tua, said as she led none other than Amda Wabo onto the shuttle. "We have seats in the front." As the two entered, Zeb looked over at Ezra while Sabine looked at Karma. The two sat, luckily, in front of Sabine and Zeb. Once they sat, Wabo said something in his native tongue. "Ugh, where is that translator?" Tua demanded.
"Coming, minister! Come along, Artoo." A voice Karma hadn't heard in 14 years said. The former Jedi's eyes widened when none other than See-Threepio and Artoo-Detoo stepped onto the shuttle. Quickly, she raised her hood, knowing she couldn't let them see her, less they recognize her. If there was one thing she remembered with perfect clarity, it was Threepio's blabber mouth, which would reveal her and have the entire shuttle after her in a second.
Kanan got on the shuttle just before it took off and took his seat next to Karma.
"Sentients, please prepare for takeoff." The droid flying the shuttle said. As they entered hyperspace, Kanan leaned in and whispered in Karma's ear,
"Why are you wearing the hood?"
"Some old friends of mine are on here and one of them is the biggest blabber mouth you'll ever meet." Karma explained as she pushed her lightsaber further into her boot so it wouldn't be seen. Kanan nodded in understanding and leaned back casually. Chopper began to poke Ezra and after a while the boy cried, as planned,
"Will you cut it out? You have plenty of room! Stop crowding me!" In response, Chopper shocked Ezra twice, knocking him to the ground. "Ow!" Ezra cried. Kanan stood and said,
"Kid, how 'bout you get that rustbucket under control?" As Kanan sat down, Chopper made some noises and tried to shock the former Jedi but he leaned out of the way. Just then, Ezra got up and cried,
"Mind your own business!" Once again, Chopper shocked him and Kanan took over Karma's original role, allowing her to hide.
"Hey pilot. Isn't there some rule about droids in the passenger area?" He said. The pilot turned around and sighed,
"I am sorry, sir. Your astromech must proceed to the back of the craft."
"Hey!" Ezra cried, "If my astromech's banished, then those two astromechs are banished too!"
"Astromech? Me?" Threepio said, offended, "I have never been so insulted. I'll have you know that I am a protocal droid, fluent in over six million forms-"
"Pilot, these two droids are with me and I'm on Imperial business." Tua interuppted. For once, Karma thanked the Force for an Imperial. What? That droid can really be annoying.
"I'm sorry ma'am but these are Imperial regulations." The pilot said, turning back around.
"But minister-" Threepio started but Tua interuppted again and Karma just stopped listening. She felt a hand on her own and looked up to see Kanan looking at her worridley.
"You okay?" He whispered. She smiled slightly,
"As good as I can be." Kanan took her hand in his and began to rub his thumb on the back of hers, something that always managed to calm her down when she was nervous. Karma smiled in thanks as the two fell into silence for the rest of the trip.
Once the shuttle landed on Garel, Karma made sure she exited behind Chopper and in front of Kanan so as not to be noticed by Threepio and Artoo. She followed Kanan and the two met up with Sabine and Zeb after they passed on the location they needed Ezra to get into.
"Bay 7." Sabine explained as the groups met up. Once she did, they split up again to get to Bay 7. As they did, Karma removed her hood, feeling safer with the droids out of sight. As they walked, Ezra's voice came over the comm, saying,
"Kanan, I thought you were going to teach me Jedi stuff. So far, all I'm doing is thieving and I already know how to do that." Karma covered her right eye with the same hand and sighed.
"I blame myself." She whispered as Kanan replied,
"Just get to Bay 7, open the door and we all get paid."
"So we steal to stay alive." Ezra summed up, "See? I told you I already knew how to do this." Taking out her own comm, Karma said,
"Ezra, how many times have I told you to not make smart aleck remarks?"
"Karm, how many times have I told you you're not my mom?" Ezra quipped. Karma shook her head.
"Let's see...this makes it a total of 73 times in the past 5 years." She smirked. There was silence on the other end until Ezra replied,
"You actually kept track of that?"
"Kid, she keeps track of everything." Kanan said.
The four met up again outside Bay 7 when Ezra spoke again through the comm, saying,
"Okay, I'm in Bay 7." Seconds later, the door opened and the four approached, Zeb clapping slowly.
"Well, kid, you pulled it off." He stated.
"Was there ever any doubt?" Ezra smirked.
"Yes." Sabine and Zeb stated in unison while Karma just giggled. The three walked past Ezra, Zeb touching his shoulder and Sabine pulling him behind them, and headed to the crates while Kanan opened the door for the Ghost. Zeb opened a crate and jumped back.
"Karabast." He whispered.
"Whoa! They're T-7 ion disruptors." Sabine said, taking one out. "They were banned by the Senate. You can short-circuit an entire ship with these."
"That's not why they were banned." Zeb whispered. Karma, too, felt horror on seeing those weapons. They were deadly and she didn't want anything to do with them.
And now I'm helping smuggle them out for a crime lord. She thought to herself. She shook her head as Kanan grabbed the weapon from Sabine, returned it and the lid to the crate and said,
"Get 'em aboard before company comes." Quickly, the rebels began to load them on carts to be pushed onto the ship.
As Sabine and Karma pushed one cart and Zeb and Ezra pushed another towards the ship, Kanan cried,
"Hurry! We're running out of-"
"Time's up! We're busted." Ezra cried as Storm Troopers, Threepio, Artoo, Tua and Wabo all came running into Bay 7, armed.
"Hands up!" A Storm Trooper ordered as they stopped running. Calmly, Zeb walked forward, hands up.
"What are you doing?" Ezra whispered. As Kanan stood by Sabine and Karma, Karma whispered,
"Why is this reminding me specifically of the Wookie incident?"
"There's a problem here?" Zeb asked. Wabo said something nobody understood until Threepio translated,
"Amda Wabo says those crates contain his disruptors."
"Uh, must be some mistake." Zeb said, "Can't possibly be disruptors in there cause they're illegal, right?" Kanan motioned for the girls to keep pushing the crates. Karma helped Sabine for a distance before she took out her blaster, pulled up her hood and ran back to join the group.
"That's irrelevent!" Tua said, "We're going to search 'your' crates."
"Be my guest." Zeb said.
"Forward!" The leader trooper ordered.
"On second thought..." Zeb said as two troopers passed him. He grabbed them and threw them, knocking all but one trooper down. The Lasat ran forward and threw the last remaining Storm Trooper as the others got back up and began to fire at him. Zeb punched three out before he took out his Bo-Rifle and put it in its staff mode, saying, "You want disruptors, you gotta come through me!" He then proceeded to attack the troopers with the Bo-Rifle. As he attacked, he cried, "Never again! You're trying to shoot me? You missed!" As Zeb fought, Kanan and Karma ran back over and stood beside Ezra, who was hiding behind some crates.
"Get those crates aboard the ship, now!" Kanan ordered.
"Uh, right." Ezra agreed and began to push the crates over to Sabine while Kanan and Karma began to help Zeb by shooting at the remaining Storm Troopers.
"Spectre 4, time to go!" Kanan cried.
"Right." Zeb agreed. As they ran, Karma took out her comm and said into it,
"Spectre 7 to Ghost. We're good to go!" Zeb and Karma made it before the ramp lifted and Kanan barely made it, as the ramp began to close as he did.
"Oh look, Chopper made friends." Sabine said as Karma reached her and Ezra. Karma's eyes widened as she saw none other than Threepio and Artoo and her hood was already down. Chopper turned and made some noises at the droids. Sighing, Karma jumped down and revealed herself, saying,
"What's going on?"
"I am See-Threepio, and this is my counterpart, Artoo-Detoo." Threepio introduced. Karma raised an eyebrow. How was it the gold droid didn't recognize her? "I was translating for Minister Tua when we were attacked by thieves like, uh, you." Just then, Zeb and Kanan entered. Once Kanan and Zeb were caught up on everything, Kanan said,
"We've got company. Imperial droids. Spectre 5, let's get a couple of restraining bolts on these two."
"Yup, on it." Sabine nodded.
"Spectre 6, Spectre 7, Spectre 3, keep an eye on them." Kanan stated.
"Right. That'll happen." Ezra said.
"Excuse me, sir, but this is a terrible mistake." Threepio said, "My partner and I are in the service of Minister Tua of Lothal..." Karma shook her head at the droid and naturally tuned him out. He never changes.
"Kanan. A word?" Zeb said.
"Can it wait?" Kanan asked, "If I don't confirm our rendezvous with Vizago, we'll have done all this for nothing."
"Yeah. About that, maybe this time we don't sell to Vizago, eh?" Zeb said, "Maybe we get those disruptors out of circulation instead."
"Least we got 'em out of Imperial circulation." Sabine said as she paused on the ladder. "When I was translating, I found out they were shipping those T-7s as prototypes so the Empire could mass-produce them on Lothal."
"Why is it always Lothal?" Karma muttered under her breath.
"See Zeb?" Kanan said, "Perfect crime. We steal weapons meant for the Empire and sell them for credits we desperately need to keep this bird flying."
"Oh, hey." Sabine said, "If we need credits, maybe Vizago will buy those two droids."
"Yeah. Good idea." Kanan stated before he climbed up the ladder.
Later, everyone but Karma had left the droids alone and she was currently sitting alone with Artoo. She smiled at the blue astromech as he let out a series of beeps.
"Yes, Artoo, it is me." She nodded. Artoo let out another series of beeps. "No, you can't call me Sabrina. You have to call me Karma, alright?" She said, "Well, they know I'm a Jedi but I'm not fully ready to become Sabrina again." Artoo was confused. Karma sighed, "Artoo...do you remember how I looked up to...him? Well...what if I turn out like him? That's my biggest fear of becoming a Jedi again. I want to, I really do, but he was my idol and one of my closest friends and just like that, he turned on us. I...can't look at myself as a Jedi without seeing his influence. No matter how much I want to be me and not him, it's like some part of me was shaped because of him. A part...I can't let go." Artoo beeped sympathetically for the young woman. After a while, he beeped some more. Karma smiled slightly, "Yes, Master told me all about them some time after I left before he blocked our bond. I've been looking but I don't know where they are. All I know is that they are the hope Master Obi-Wan promised me. And when I do meet them, I will protect them like Master, Master Obi-Wan, Master Windu, he and she always did me."
Later, Karma sat in the cockpit with Hera as she called Ezra in.
"Hera, Karm, Zeb's booted me from my own-" Ezra started.
"We know, but maybe you could cut Zeb a little slack today." Hera suggested.
"Oh, the way he cuts me slack?" Ezra said sarcastically.
"Do you know what a T-7 disruptor is, what it does to an organic being?" Karma asked softly, her left hand fingering her braid.
"Uh, no." Ezra said, sitting next to Hera while Karma sat behind her.
"Well, Zeb knows." Hera explained, "Because it's what the Imperials used on his people when they cleared his home world."
"Very few Lasats survived." Karma said, "And none remain on Lasan." Ezra leaned back in his seat, ran his hand through his hair and said,
"I guess I could cut him a little slack."
"Good man." Hera smiled as did Karma. "So, how's the Jedi training going with Kanan?"
"Jedi training? Never heard of it." Ezra said, spinning in his seat.
"We'll see about that." Hera said.
"Ezra...remember. Training to be a Jedi is going to be difficult, even more so for you then it was for Caleb and me." Karma said, "We started at a very young age and you're starting even older than the oldest kid I know of to be allowed into the Order. You have to be commited and dedicated in order to do the training." Ezra stared at the former Jedi Padawan in silence and a little awe when they came out of hyperspace.
"Home sweet home." Ezra stated.
As the group waited to leave the ship, Hera, Karma and Kanan climbed down the ladder.
"Can we discuss this later?" Kanan asked, irritated.
"That's fine, love. But we will discuss it." Hera stated.
"Definitely." Karma agreed. Artoo slid forward and let out a series of beeps.
"Oh, right." Sabine said, "This Artoo says its real mission was to make sure the T-7s never reached the Empire and that his master will pay handsomely for their return."
"I'll think about it." Kanan said.
"So, we're not selling the droids but we're selling the T-7s?" Zeb stated, "We don't even know who Vizago's buyer is."
"We know it's not the Empire and I already made a deal with Vizago." Kanan said, "So let's get these crates off the boat." The rebels did so but Karma whispered to Kanan,
"I don't like this, Caleb, not one bit." Kanan had nothing to say to that and remained silent.
Vizago took out a T-7 and inspected it before saying,
"Oh. I can make some beautiful music with these."
"They're not that kind of instruments!" Zeb growled.
"Ah. You just have to know how to play them." Vizago said, "And how to play those who want to buy them."
"You have to buy them from us first." Ezra stated, crossing his arms.
"Finally. Someone on your crew who understands business." Vizago said, pointing at Kanan, who pushed the crime lord's arm away from him.
"Let's just get this over with." Kanan said. Just then, they all heard the sound of a starship. They turned and, sure enough, one of the Empire's was heading right for them.
"What is this?" Vizago asked, "You were followed!"
"That's not possible!" Hera said.
"Tell it to the Empire!" Vizago cried before he ran to one of his transports. "Leave the rest! We're gone!" Kanan grabbed Vizago's arm and said,
"You haven't paid us!"
"Cikatro Vizago doesn't pay for half a shipment." Vizago stated as he climbed into the transport, "And he doesn't pay for trouble with Imperials. My friends, I hope you live to bargain another day. And if you don't, eh." With that, Vizago was gone.
"That wasn't very reassuring." Karma stated sarcastically as the rebels all gathered around Kanan.
"Shouldn't we be going too?" Sabine asked.
"We can't let these disruptors fall into Imperial hands." Kanan said, "Sabine, destroy the guns."
"Ha! Now you're speaking my language!" Sabine said and Karma could just tell the girl was grinning under her helmet. "I'll go get my gear." With that, the explosive artist ran off. The others soon followed and Kanan ordered,
"Hera, Sabrina, help Sabine open the crates! Zeb, Ezra, line 'em up!" He picked up a disruptor and said, "Meanwhile, I'll deal with the Walkers."
"Oh no, not alone." Karma shook her head. "I'll hold them back for you while you shoot."
"Rina-" Kanan started to argue but the female Jedi stared at him long and hard.
"Caleb, I can do this." Kanan sighed and agreed. The Walkers' presence was announced by one firing on the rebels. Quickly, Karma stood close to the opening and held out her hands. She reached into the Force and pushed with all her strength, knowing the Walkers were heavy. The first one slowed down a little and Kanan took the shot, hitting it perfectly. Karma instantly began to push on the other but it fought back hard enough that light green began to swirl on the girl's arms. Before Kanan could fire, however, the Walker did, knocking the two Jedi back. Hera instantly got to work distracting the Walker while Zeb pushed the two Jedi back onto their feet. Karma groaned when the lift lowered and Storm Troopers came out let by the same agent as last time, Kallus Ezra had told her. As the Storm Troopers ran forward, Threepio walked towards them. "Threepio, what the Sith are you doing!?" The girl cried as the droid said,
"Thank you. Thank you. I knew some form of rescue would arrive. I told Artoo, but he thinks so ill of Storm Troopers." The troopers knelt down and began to shoot. "Wait! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! You're here to rescue me!" Threepio cried as he ran as fast as he could back to the rebels, who were firing on the Storm Troopers. Zeb shot down a trooper and Kallus came forward.
"You! Lasat!" He said as he took out a Bo-Rifle. "Face me!" Zeb looked at the weapon before he went forward.
"Wait!" Kanan cried.
"Zeb!" Ezra cried.
"No!" Karma finished, all three reaching for him at the same time. The two charged each other and Zeb easily knocked Kallus down.
"Only the Honor Guard of Lasan may carry a Bo-Rifle!" Zeb cried.
"I know." Kallus smirked, "I removed it from a guardsman myself!" The two fought until Kallus was backing up, Zeb advancing on him. "I was there when Lasan fell. I know why you fear those disruptors." Kallus said, "I gave the order to use them!" As the two continued to fight, Karma, Ezra and Kanan ran over to that side, getting a better view of the battle and were watching as Zeb was kicked and struck by the Bo-Rifle twice.
"That fool Lasat's gonna get himself killed!" Kanan groaned.
"Okay. We're ready." Sabine finally said. While Ezra and Kanan took one, Karma joined Sabine, Threepio and Artoo. "Everyone, push!" Sabine said. Once the guns were released, Karma cried loud enough for only the rebels to hear,
"Run!" When the guns exploded, all the rebels were knocked to the ground and Kallus had an opening. He struck Zeb right in the chest. "NO!" Karma cried in horror as Zeb fell. Just as Kallus was about to strike Zeb, Ezra cried,
"NO!" Suddenly, Kallus was pushed back and Karma felt the massive push of the Force. She turned and saw Ezra staring at his hands in shock.
"Spectre 2, Spectre 7, get the kid aboard!" Kanan ordered.
"Right." Hera agreed as the two women ran to the boy and pulled him towards the Ghost, Sabine, Artoo and Threepio following. "Move, all of you, now!" Hera cried as they ran.
"Will our torment never end?" Threepio whined as he and Artoo, followed by Kanan and Zeb, entered the ship. Once the last two were on, Hera ordered,
"Chopper, get us out of here." The droid complied and soon they were out of Lothal's atmosphere.
"Will he be okay?" Sabine asked as all of the rebels stood over Zeb. Zeb groaned but finally managed to say,
"Yeah."
"Let me check to make sure." Karma said, kneeling beside the Lasat. "I was trained by medical droids when I was a kid so I'm technically a fully liscensed doctor."
"You never told me that." Kanan said.
"I was going to...the day you left." Karma stated. "Anyways, I was born with a life force that allows me to read a body's system to see if something's hurt." Karma held her hands over Zeb's shoulder and light green light began to swirl around her hands. After a few minutes she smiled, "Everything's good." Kanan helped the weak Lasat up as the girl warned, "Just don't push yourself too hard for a while."
"Thanks mate. Appreciate the save." Zeb said.
"It wasn't me. It was Ezra." Kanan said. The boy smiled at the Lasat and he smiled back his thanks. Hera and Karma gave Kanan a look as he added, "And Ezra, your formal Jedi training starts tomorrow." Hera and Karma smiled down at the official Padawan as Artoo beeped.
Karma stood beside Kanan as he was given the credits for the droids, her hood up.
"That's very generous, sir." Kanan said.
"Well, I'm very fond of these droids." The man smiled.
"Then I'm glad we could return them." Kanan said.
"The simplest gesture of kindness can fill a galaxy with hope." The man recited.
"Isn't that a Jedi saying?" Kanan asked. The man put his hand on the former Jedi's shoulder and said,
"Safe travels, my friend."
"Safe travels." Kanan repeated and began to leave when he noticed Karma wasn't with him. "Karma?" He called, complying with her request of him calling her 'Karma' while returning the droids.
"I'll be back in a minute." She replied. Kanan nodded and left the girl with the man. Once Kanan left, Karma removed her hood and smiled, "It's good to see you again, Senator Organa." Bail's eyes widened as he recognized her.
"Sabrina?" He whispered. Karma bowed her head.
"I don't have long but...take care of these droids for me, alright?" She said, "They're...a fond memory for me."
"Of course." Bail nodded. Karma smiled her thanks before she followed Kanan back to the Ghost, ready for their next adventure.
There's the chapter, hope you guys enjoyed! And go listen to No Boundaries so you can get a better feel of Karma. Thanks for reading and please review! Later!
