Ezra coughed up blood sitting against a grimy wall of an alley, a large pile of bins and rubbish hiding him from view of the street, a small group of stormtroopers rushing around the streets. And as they passed, he held his breath. Sighing in relief as the troopers rushed onwards, but that joy was short lived.

A faint clinking sound could be heard, Ezra peaked his head around, looking through a small hole in the pile of rubbish, he saw a group of stormtroopers listening to a man in a black helmet with a red Visor covering his eyes, the helmet looked to be made of metal, and covered his neck, making it look as if the helmet connected straight to the metal shoulder and chest piece of the armour that went down to about the start of his abdomen. A grey slightly baggy shirt was worn underneath alongside some tight-fitting grey pants that looked very formal, the bottom of the pants vanished into a long pair of black metal boots, looking closer Ezra could examine his pants noting a silver-plated hip piece on his left leg. Alongside long slim grey sleaves with black stripes down that faded into black leather gloves.

'You can't take him, that we know… but you also can't run from him. How long can you hide? I tried to hide from inquisitors, didn't end well' The force apparition gestured to the gaping hole through his black jedi tunic and chest.

The Inquisitor cut himself off abruptly, staring straight at the rubbish pile, he saw what looked to be a silhouette of a person, but it was distorted and fuzzy, he could see through the outline but it looked as if he was staring at an area with intense heat, the air waving and wobbling. He snapped out of it looking back to the troopers.

"I shall deal with the Jedi… you find his friends" the voice was distorted and robotic almost. Before the troopers walked away, they heard a faint sound from the alleyway. "Go I shall deal with this"

Hera managed to pick up Sabine with the help of Rex. Dragging the girl out the building as the sound of heavy footsteps echoed down the many streets, the good news was it sounded a few streets away. Rushing they did their best, but each step felt like hell, their injuries worsened by the weight of carrying an unconscious woman with partial Beskar armour on. Most of the Beskar was missing, the forearm and shoulders were missing, and hands too, just the torso was left, and the leg pieces, her boots there too. Her shoulder plates were also missing. Her head drooping down as she was dragged, her arms around Rex and Hera's shoulders. Her legs dragging across the ground.

"What about Ezra?" Hera turned to Rex as they staggered through the streets, towards a large open market area, the dark city illuminated by hanging neon signs,

"He'll find his way, besides he'd rather your safety than to risk going back for him" as they spoke stormtroopers approached from the distance behind them, the large market filled with civilians who quickly scattered as the Ghost hovered above, the ramp lowered and on it stood Kanan wielding both his and Ezra's lightsabers, both ignited as blaster fire filled the dark sky.

Ezra coughed as he sprinted as best, he could, using walls, market stalls on the streets, and boxes to help him walk, stumbling from each to each, moving fast and silently, the man in black metal armour following him, reaching behind his back as Ezra ran towards a large open street, a circular black lightsaber hilt was pulled off his back, igniting the side pointed away from himself the man continued walking as the crimson blade scraped the ground causing sparks to fly up into the night. Ezra screamed in rage as he thought about how he left Hera and Rex.

"Please be okay guys… If this is it for me, at least let it be worth something" as he spoke to himself, he noticed a large group of troopers firing at him, or past him. Looking around the boy w noticed the Ghost hovering above the ground bloodstained blue hair flowing past his eyes, Kanan deflecting blaster fire with two blue blades, Hera and Rex trying to get up with Sabine. Throwing the girl up they started to climb, the man in black armour with the red blade noticed Ezra rushing to them and with a sick laugh extended his free hand before swiftly pulling it towards his chest. Both Hera and Rex were sent flying towards the inquisitor tumbling over the ground just in front of Ezra, with a groan of pain Ezra picked them up the two running as Ezra faced the inquisitor.

"You know… they aren't making it to the ship, you're weak, defenceless and useless!" Ezra held his hands by his side, one faced backwards, as Kanan lost one of the lightsabers into the air.

"You talk too much" Ezra gripped his strangely designed lightsaber igniting the blade as he lunged towards the inquisitor who swiftly moved pushing the blade away with his own.

The two struck at each other both sides blocking each other, Ezra lifted his blade above his head and with a scream brought it down with intense force almost knocking the crimson blade back into its wielder's face. The two had their blades locked as the inquisitor gripped his lightsaber hilt with two hands a second crimson blade erupting out of the other side of the blade free of Ezra's blade, the inquisitor spun slightly, swinging the second side towards Ezra's head, the boy swiftly leaning back ducking the blade but losing control of the locked blades, the inquisitor swung wildly with both sides as Ezra twisted and leant around the blades, the man lunged the lightsaber at Ezra's face, the boy swiftly leaning to the side, a large clip of his slightly grimy hair burning off, an the tips charring black. Ezra used the second of weakness to place his hand against the inquisitor's chest throwing the man back through the air, crashing into a beige wall as Ezra sprinted to the Ghost, Kanan still trying to help Hera into the ship.

Ezra rushed over lifting the woman up as the ramp began to close, the inquisitor threw his lightsaber at them, it spun like a boomerang flying towards Hera and Ezra, the boy ignited his own blade blocking the crimson blades from hitting Hera in a blinding flash using the force to throw the lightsaber back at the inquisitor the blades cutting at his mask cracking the red visor slightly and burning the metal alongside throwing the man to the ground.

Ezra groaned in pain extinguishing his blade attaching it to his belt, he smiled about to say something to Hera when he noticed her embrace with Kanan. He coughed quietly into his hands rubbing blood onto his pants sighing with discomfort and desolation as he looked around the cargo bay, Zeb rushing to the unconscious Mandalorian holding her tightly in his arms, a gleeful smile as the woman let out a sigh in her unconscious state. Rex and Ahsoka hugging also. Ezra winced as he held his right arm, blood dripping slightly, staining the burnt ripped sleeve of his orange shirt. He laughed to himself, coughing slightly louder as he spat blood up onto the metal floor. Ezra heard Kanan try and get his attention and quickly the boy wiped the blood from his lip with his hand, stepping in front of the small puddle of blood to hide it.

"Ezra, that was stupid of you not to try and contact us earlier-" Ezra cut him off about to walk away

"I get it, I can't do anything right" the boy limped away barely able to walk, having to give up and sit on a box with a groan of defeat.

"You going to listen to what I have to say?" Kanan questioned his arms folded standing in front of the boy. Ezra simply standing up, a look of pure pain as he staggered past Kanan

"Why should I? You made it clear how you feel I'll stay out of your way once we land" Ezra stumbled from box to box before climbing the ladder and leaving the cargo hold. The blue and white hues of hyperspace visible from the cockpit thanks to Chopper piloting the ship.