An:Hello!I have some urgent news to share with all of you guys who are reading this. I am going to Withchita, Kansas for 5-6 days, so. I won't update very soon, so don't any of you ask why I'm not updating.
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Disclamir:I do not own Star wars rebels nor it's charecters
It started out as a nice dream, but then it turned into a nightmare. It always does, this is how it played over, it was a recurring dream or in my case, a nightmare.
I started out with me at the park with Ahsoka playing soccer like we use to before when she had a home and took care of me. Occasionally she would take me to the park and we would play soccer, then the dream turned into a nightmare. The empire appeared and captured Ahsoka, and killed her, then I got captured and tortured by the empire, on the edge of death but not dieing. Then I see the imperials kill Kanan, Hera, Zeb, Chopper, and Sabine. They kill Sabine and Hera by shooting them, they stab Zeb and Chopper in the hearts killing them instantly. then they tortured Kanan, slowly killing him and I watched. Then everything vanished and I was alone, as I always was and always be. Then I heard the voice of the others, demanding why I didn't save them or how weak I am or how pitiful I am, how I should just go die in a hole or- the one that hurt the most- why did we even take you in? Then I wake up in the middle of the night.
I haven't had a dream like that since I was 8 years old and Ahsoka was kicked out of her home and onto the streets so I had to teach her how to survive. Even then we had time to go play soccer at the park but when she turned 9 everything changed. When her and Ahsoka were chatting at the park, Imperials came so I told Ahsoka to get out of there. She wanted to stay but I forced her to leave, I broke my heart but I told her I never wanted to see her again. The Imperials asked once more before they beat me if I would join them and I said in a million years.
I nearly died, that was a wonderful birthday present. The Imperials want me so much because of my parents. My parents spoke out against them and they killed my parents. Some woman found me and took me to the Imperials, that is when I became their personal punching bag and experiment. But some dude named Anakin Skywalker, he was new to the imperials, he helped me escape when I was 4, never heard from him again.
But that was also when I met Ahsoka, she was only 14 years old then. SHe took me in with her and patched up the wounds the imperials inflicted on me. I didn't trust her but over time I trusted her and I bunked with her for a bit then went back onto the streets but visited her regularly.
Then the Art massacre when I was 5 years old, that was when I found my trusty spray gun. I modified it a bit. But when I was 6, I met the Separatists. The Imperials closest friends, and the imperials informed them about me so. They aid the empire in finding me, though they have never found me because I'm always 2 steps ahead. I was 7 when I stole this one dude's Iphone 5, he practically wanted me to take it. So I did, I knew that the guy would track me so I disabled the tracker chip, and have been listening to music since.
I shook myself out of these thoughts and quietly snuck out of my room and into Sabine's. Not to talk to her, no. But since she has a window porch and their are hand holds in the wall, I've climbed buildings before with barely any hand holds. I quietly walked into her room, not to wake her and opened the glass door. I walked out onto the porch and closed it behind me. I took my leather fingerless gloves I got from Target-I totally did not steal them- and put them on.
I scanned the wall to see for good hand hold and bad ones, I can use ones about an inch out of the wall or out of the wall more, and the bad ones are the ones that are crumbly or that look weak. I grabbed the closest one that was a few feet higher so I had to step onto her chair, but I reached it and started climbing. It was tricky but I am addicted to the adrenaline that ran through my veins when I did something dangerous and exhilarating.
Since I so use to keep moving, I can't stay in the same place for a long time unless I'm doing something, like reading or painting. I am sort of AD-HD, I may be AD-HD but I never got tested for having it. When I was at a height that if I fall I'd become a blue and tan pancake, I gripped harder on my right hand hold and made sure my right foot was sturdy and swung around. The wind whipped through my hair and I climbed higher, I had a perfect view of the sunrise when it came up.
This isn't my first time up here, so I hide a couple things up here, like Zeb's Ipod-I''m sure he won't miss it- and a sketchbook-from Sabine -, a few sketching pencils-also from Sabine-, and colored pencils-again, from Sabine. While I sat crisscross applesauce, leaning on the chimney, sketching the stars while adding a touch of color, I thought about my dream.
Why did it affect me so much?
I knew something was off when I woke up, so i opened that little tunnel in between me and Ezra's room. I climbed through and saw Ahsoka sleeping peacefully on the floor and Ezra gone. I knew she would go somewhere where she could think. I knew it! The roof, I remember watching Ezra as she jumped across roofs to escape the Imperials, so she must be use to be able to think under the stars.
I run/crawl through the tunnel back to my room, my room just doesn't have a door to Ezra's room and a door opening to secret tunnels, but also two secret set of stair that lead to the attic or the bottom set of secret stairs to the attic are across from my bed, I pull on the cord and as the stairs come down, so does a huge dust cloud. I cough and hack violently, waving my hand to try and clear the dust. As a second thought I grab my flashlight and my photo book.
The attic is even more dusty than I remember, at the far end is a ladder that leads to the roof. I walk as fast as I can without running and climb up the ladder, the hatch to the roof is stuck so I have to pound on it a couple times until it finally opens. The sunrise was beautiful, as it normally was.
There I find Ezra, earbuds in her ears, her eyes trained on her sketchbook as her pencil decorated it with designs. I cautiously approach , careful not to startle her.
"Hey."I gently greet, nudging her shoulder with my own.
She dropped her pencil and jumped slightly,"What are you doing here?"she asked, and"How did you find me?"
"I use to, and still do, come up here when I get a nightmare. It's a beautiful place to stay but I always have to get to my room before Hera comes to check on me. How I found you? I just assumed you might be up here."I answered casually,"So what was your nightmare about?"I ask.
"Um-well."she stuttered, taking out her earbuds out and looking down at her unfinished sketch of a rose.
"How 'bout I tell you a bit about me, and then you tell me what your nightmare was about."I compromise.
"Sure."she says, putting her things down.
"Okay,"I take out the photo book and open to the closet photo,"That's me and my folks, they died when I was six. I became a street rat, running from foster homes until I was 12, they sent me to this kind woman. Her name was Depa Billaba, she was firm, stern, but caring and as usually the first night I run and when they brought me back the foster parent would be angry but she was concerned. I had mud all over me and I made a mud trail walking inside but after I washed up and got new clothes, it was like no muddy kid had ever walked through.
From then on, we got closer, she taught me how to play baseball and I was a pro at it. She sent me to school, we were like real mother and son, she was happy for me when the Crousant Jedi called and wanted me to join their professional team. I joined but a couple years after I found out when I got home, I saw a man shot my mother, Depa Billaba and got away free with it. I was a street rat again, but when I was old enough I got a stable job and moved to Lothal.
There I meet Hera, back then she was a professional race car driver, we got married. I nearly had a heart attack when someone rammed into her at 100 mph, she was suppose to die. But she survived, that was after we adopted Zeb and Sabine."I said, pointing to different pictures and articles as the story progressed.
"Well, my nightmare was that you all died and um- your ghost pestered me about, Why didn't you save us? You should go die in a hole."All that jibber-jabber."she said, nervously wringing her hands.
"You should now that we would never do that."I say, hugging her.
She tensed at first but then relaxed and hugged back,then I noticed the Ipod,"Is that Zeb's Ipod?"I ask, raising my eyebrow at her.
"Well, it's not like he's gonna miss it!"she exclaimed.
"Fine but when he wants his Ipod, you have to explain to him where it is."I said, sternly.
"Sir,yes,sir!"she shouted, saluting.
"Now come on, we have to get down before Hera gets a heart attack."I say, motioning for her to follow me down the ladder and stairs through the small tunnel. But when I get there she already sitting on her bed, innocently staring at me.
"How-how'd you get here so fast?"I ask, dusting of all the dust I got on my clothes.
"I climbed down the wall, sneaked through Sabine's room, into mine and past Ahsoka."she casually said, if she didn't just climb down a wall with only about a few inch long hand holds!
"YOU WHAT?!"I shriek at the top of my lungs.
"Shut up, Kanan. Still too early."Ahsoka says, going back to sleep.
"SHUT UP KANAN!"echoed through the house