Hi guys, I'm really sorry for not updating (I was on vacation in Sweden with no computer access.)
This is the last chapter of this story. I am working on an Ahsoka story – I love her so much for some reason...
Ahsoka – Thanks? I feel kind of weird right now.
And now, fellow unicorns, on with the story!
Ezra walked down the ramp of the Ghost into the sunlight that bathed it. He took a deep breath of the slightly dusty air.
"Kanan should be out any second now," thought Ezra to himself. He smiled happily. The Living Force was strong in this part of Lothal, which Kanan had chosen for the setting of a training exercise. Ezra wondered what it would be today…not light saber sparring, probably something to do with the environment.
"Padawan, are you ready for training?" asked Kanan. Ezra jumped at the sound of his voice. He had been too caught up in the environment and the abundance of the Living Force around him to notice.
"Yes Master! I'm ready for anything!" said Ezra in a voice that was a little too loud and enthusiastic.
"Well, in that case, a blindfold won't bother you, will it?" said Kanan as he fished around in his pocket for the aforementioned blindfold. Ezra gulped. Then he smiled, for he had decided that nothing could break his buoyant good mood today, even if he still had some traces of colour at the roots of his dark blue hair from last night's fiasco. Kanan then found the blindfold that he was looking for and fastened it around Ezra's head.
"Today, my young Padawan, you will evade traps using the Force. The traps are courtesy of Sabine and Zeb, who will be observing in their hiding place somewhere." He lowered his voice, sotto voce. "I sensed…mischief…from Zeb. He probably wants to get back at you for earlier. Expect the unexpected and be careful."
"But-"started Ezra.
"No. Now go. Quickly-I think they're awakening." Ezra gulped again and ran. He wanted to ask what, exactly, were "awakening," but he was already on his way. He let the force flow through him, so he could sense his surroundings with the blindfold on. The Force told him which way to run, and he ran.
Ezra Force jumped over a strange pit filled with small orange bubbles, but was nearly missed by what he thought was a fireball which flew over his head. The "fireball" exploded, showering a curious (right at that moment – it was occupied in finding, and chasing, a probable future meal, but doing this lazily) nearby lothcat with red, orange, and yellow paint. The small lothrat that it had been chasing scurried into its hole nearby, safe for the moment. The lothcat squeaked and slunk away in shame to the nearest water hole.
The next paint bomb, which was coloured with purple and black, hit him squarely in his face. Ezra sensed it a few moments too late for him to dodge it, for he had been occupied with watching the spectacle that had unfolded before his eyes. The paint dripped down from his face onto his jumpsuit, saturating it with dark paint, and adding insult to injury.
"Poodoo…" muttered Ezra. Another paint bomb came at him but he dodged it. He kept running.
Hera was watching the entertaining training exercise from her normal place, the cockpit. She had a big smile on her face. Sabine and Zeb were having lots of fun, and Ezra was learning quickly.
In a conversation had one day while watching the Lothal sunrise on top of the ship with Kanan (they both were early risers) Kanan had told her that he was very proud of Ezra being strong in the Living Force. He said this with a rare, genuine smile on his face and Hera had smiled back. She could tell he was at peace.
Hera loved Kanan with all her heart, and simply being with him made her happy. She knew he felt the same way, but there were more important things in their lives to deal with first.
Like the Empire.
The ship sensor on the console beeped. A couple red blips were coming in from the east. They were still far away on the horizon. The crew of the Ghost still had some time left, but not much. Blasted Tie fighters.
"Specters Four and Five! Get Specter Six and get on the Ghost. Now! Tie fighters incoming!" Hera's sense of urgency carried over on the comm.
"Specter Six! Ezra! Take your blindfold off and get on the Ghost!" shouted Sabine. Ezra complied. They ran up the ramp as the Ghost's engines got started. Kanan was waiting for them there.
"Good job, Ezra. We'll have to continue the exercise another time. Go wash off." Ezra grumbled but he did as he was told.
Sabine dashed off to the gun turret cockpit, and Zeb and Kanan joined Hera and Chopper in the main cockpit. The Ghost lifted off.
The first Tie was taken by surprise and it fell quickly, spiraling downwards to a fiery demise. Its partner put up more of a fight, trying a few fancy tricks, but nothing Hera couldn't handle. The whole fight only lasted a minute. The Ghost vanished into hyperspace after.
Having washed up in the fresher, Ezra went into the cockpit to ask Zeb what had been "awakening."
Zeb just smiled in a creepy way that made Ezra nervous.
Finis
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