"Is this the place?"

"It is, sis."

"Great! Let's go in and save-."

I jolted awake, confused this time. I sat up and looked around, seeing I was in the med bay, again. I sighed as I rubbed my hands together, for I was feeling a little cold. No one else was in the med bay, which means that it might be night and everyone was sleeping or everyone was in the main room.

I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up. There was a pile of clothes on the chair next to the bed, which I gratefully took and started changing. When I laid the last of my clothes on the chair, folded, I looked around for a mirror to see how I looked. A mirror was placed next to the door, so I went to see how I looked.

I was wearing an outfit similar to Ezra's clothes, but was white and pink. My braid was still in, but it looked messy so I took it out and let it loose. I didn't feel like doing anything special with my hair today.

When my hair is out of a braid, it reaches mid back. I hardly got haircuts because I liked to grow my hair out. I exited the med bay, trying to find the main room. After a few turns and twists, I entered a room where everybody, minus Hera and Sabine, were hanging out. Kanan was playing on the game board with an astromech.

"Hey you're awake kid." Zeb gruffly said from where he was sitting next to Kanan, watching the game play out. "Nali! Are you okay?!" Ezra appeared at my side from where he was standing next to the astromech. "I'm fine Ezra. How long was I out this time?" I reassured Ezra before turning to the others with a raised eyebrow. "A couple of hours." Kanan pressed a button, sending one of his monsters to attack one of the astromech's monster, killing it.

The astromech beeped a couple of times before sending a monster to attack the victorious monster, killing it too. "Who's the astromech?" I waved a hand towards the astromech. "Is this Chopper?"

"Yeah, that's the rust bucket alright." Zeb glared at Chopper. Chopper made a few beeping noises before winning the game, killing the last of Kanan's monsters. Guess he doesn't like Chopper.

"We're about to arrive at Lothal Nali, we can drop you off now." Kanan stood up and walked past me and Ezra, before stopping and patting my head than walking on as the door closed behind him. "You're leaving Nali?" Ezra looked a little hurt as I glanced at him.

"Lothal is my home Ezra, besides I don't know anything about this crew but that they steal from the Empire. You know me well Ezra, I don't place trust in strangers right off the bat." I spun on my heels and walked through the door, with it closing behind me, as I went to look for Hera in the cockpit.

"Your awake Nali, how are you feeling?" Hera looked at me when I sat down in the chair next to her when I entered the cockpit. "Fine." I glanced out the window, we're still in hyperspace. "You know, you saved their lives, if they stayed any longer they would've been burnt in the lava." Hera smiled at me, patting my head.

Why do people like to pat me on the head?

"Yeah, sure." I mumbled as I nervously glanced away. Please don't ask how I knew. Please don't ask me.

"How did you know the lava was going to burst? There were no visible lava rivers going under the base." Hera turned her chair towards me as she crossed her arms. I mentally face palmed at my luck.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." I drummed my fingers on my knees, as I looked everywhere but where Hera was sitting. "I know it had something to do with when you blacked out Nali." Hera continued on. I gulped as I glanced out, surprised and relieved to see we were out of hyperspace and could see Lothal.

"Oh look! We're here, bye Hera!" I got up and sprinted out of the cockpit. I sighed as I rubbed my forehead, making my way to the hanger so I could get off the Ghost. I managed to get off the Ghost without running into anyone, well besides Chopper, and am now in the town closest to the tower I lived in.

I sighed as I looked up at the sky. I finally found Ezra, and now I left him. Well, I better steal some books to see what happened to me with all the visions I've been having. I know a good merchant to steal from, at this time of day he should be on break so I can go and steal his supplies without being caught.

I quickly turned into a familiar alleyway and stopped in the middle of it. I looked around, making sure no one was watching, then walked right through the wall. Good thing I stole that illusion device to guard my secret stash. A week after Ezra disappeared I stole this illusion device off a traveling merchant that stopped by.

I rewired it to look like an alley way wall with a picture of a pink star sprayed on it to mark the location of my hideout. I stored all the valuables I stole in here to sell at a later date. There were a couple of crates with the valuables inside them in a corner, and a wooden desk and chair in the other corner. That's pretty much all I had in here.

I went to my desk and took my black cloak from where I had it folded on top. I put it on and tied the strings together, to keep it from falling off, and put the large hood up. The hood covered the upper half of my face so people won't be able to identify me. The cloak reached all the way down to my ankles, loosely, to keep my figure hidden from prying eyes.

I turned and walked out of my hideout, making sure no one saw of course, before weaving my way into the large crowd of people in the market, on my way to my destination.

Ah, there the stand is and he isn't there. Perfect. The crate with all the books filled with knowledge about the past should be just behind the stand. If I remember correctly, it should have a password.

I casually made my way to the edge of the crowd, than ducked behind the stand before anyone could see me. The crate was small, after all it only held books, and was able to fit underneath the stand. Most people didn't even know there was a crate under the stand.

But I'm not most people.

I smirked as I took one of my many hacking tools from my belt and started on the lock. This type of lock was hard to hack, but I've been hacking ever since I was 8 years old. It would take maybe a minute or two before I could open the crate to get the antique books inside.

"What are we looking for anyway Zeb?"

I froze as I heard someone just in front of the stand. That sounded very familiar.

"We're looking for a small crate. Now Kanan didn't tell us what exactly was inside but that it was behind an unattended stand at this time of day."

That was Zeb. That must mean the other person was Sabine, judging by her feminine voice. I only talked to her once though, but who else could it be?

"You think this is the one?"

"It's the only unattended stand on this street Sabine."

I was right. Better hurry and hack this sucker so I can book it. They can't look behind the stand now since the crowds would've thickened by now and it'll look suspicious if they looked behind a stand that wasn't their own. That buys me a little time.

I twisted my tool a couple of more times, trying to open the lock. After ten seconds, I heard a slight click and grinned widely as I saw the crate open. Inside were at least three books, a little dusty after not being read in so long.

The Jedi Ways

Training a Padawan

The History of the Seers

I was puzzled, all of these were about the old religion. I already knew a little about the Jedi, but a Seer? That was new to me.

"It's time Sabine."

I quickly took the books out and put them in the inner pocket of my cloak. I sewed a large pocket inside my cloak to stash stolen items so I wouldn't have to carry it. I crawled around the stand, just in time to see Zeb and Sabine duck behind the stand.

I got up and started walking away from the stand, on the outside of the crowd in case I needed to run. I know they're Ezra's friends and all, but when I comes to surviving, I always chose my life and Ezra's over someone else.

"It's gone! Spectre 1, this is Spectre 4, the crate is empty."

I stopped to pretend to look over the items at a couple of stands away, so I can eavesdrop on Zeb as he talked to the comm.

"Find the items. It's very important, Spectre 1 out."

"Understood."

I glanced over at them and saw that Sabine had her helmet on. Hard to tell where she's looking with that thing on. Zeb looked a little frustrated that I beat him to the goods. Heh.

"Zeb look!"

Sabine pointed near me. Zeb turned to see where she was pointing at, and looked straight at me.

Wait, is she pointing at me?

"That cloaked person has the goods! I can see the tool that was used to open the crate in his hands!"

I looked down at my hand, and indeed, I forgot to put it on my belt. I quickly put it on my belt and turned to try and walk through the crowd. Well, this is not going according to plan. Then again, when has it ever gone perfectly?

I could hear footsteps behind me as Zeb and Sabine tried to catch up to me. Damn, time to run. I started running, pushing past confused citizens, trying to outrun them. But, unfortunately to me, they probably did this a lot.

Zeb was quickly catching up to me, while Sabine jumped up to the roofs, preventing me from being able to escape there. At this rate, Zeb will catch up to me. Think Nali, think! If I can take a right turn up ahead, I'll be able to make my way into the alleyway with my hideout in it. If I'm quick enough, Zeb won't see me enter and I'll be able to escape.

I took a sharp right turn, just as Zeb was reaching out to grab me, which sent Zeb to the ground. Smirking, I weaved my way through the crowd, away from Sabine since she was on the roofs on the left side of the street.

I almost tripped, but managed to get my balance, and continued on running. My few seconds lost gave an advantage to Zeb since he was now on his feet running towards me at full speed.

The streets connected to my alleyway were always less populated than the other streets, which meant I had less cover to stop Zeb from getting me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a couple of little kids chasing each other, smiling and laughing.

A game? I haven't played tag in so long, I use to play with Ezra every once in a while and I was unbeatable. Than it struck me. Hey, Zeb's chasing me, it's kind of like tag in a way. I could feel a grin on my face as I glanced behind me to see Zeb still on my trail.

Time to play.

A giggle escaped me as I took a turn into the alleyway which held my hideout. I stopped in the middle, right in front of the illusion, and spun on my heels to face Zeb at the entrance. I looked behind me to see Sabine jump down, blocking that exit.

"The jig is up, hand over whatever was in that crate before this gets ugly." Zeb gruffly said as he held out a hand. I put my hand to my belt, picking on one of my smoke bombs before twirling it in my hand and setting it off.

I threw it down in front of me just as smoke exploded from it, filling the alleyway. I turned towards the wall and walked through the illusion, leaving behind a very angry Lasat and a laughing Mandalorian.

"That was classic Zeb! Did you see where he went?"

"Of course not Sabine, I was too busy waving smoke away from my face! We better tell Kanan."

I listened as their footsteps and voices grew lower and lower till I couldn't hear them anymore. I sighed as I waited for a minute or two before venturing out. I looked around the street, making sure none of the crew was there, before melting into the crowd.

Why did they try and take the books? Kanan didn't tell Zeb or Sabine why he needed it though. He must know, after all he is the leader of the group. But the question is, why does he want some books about the old religion?

I broke away from my thoughts as I bumped into what felt like a wall. I fell back, wincing as my head hit the ground. I sat up, rubbing my now sore head as I heard a familiar voice.

"I'm sorry!"

I looked up, and saw Ezra. He had his hand out to help me up. Lucky for me, my cloak still covered me so he didn't know who I was. I reached out, hesitating, before taking his hand in mine. Ezra pulled me up, to which I ended up close to him.

Blushing, I realized that Ezra was taller than me by an inch. I nodded to him, before brushing past him rather briskly as I quickened my steps. Zeb hasn't told him to look for a cloaked person or Ezra would've pickpocketed me.

Ezra is a master at pickpocketing people, but I was the one who taught him. He tried a few times before to pickpocket me, when I had something for him but wouldn't show him yet, but I always caught him.

That memory brought a smile to my face as I walked at the edge of the crowd of people. I needed to get a speeder so I could get out of town and make my way to my home, the abandoned tower. Lucky for me, a storm trooper was sitting on a speeder near me. I casually walked next to the speeder, pretending to look at the merchant stand that the speeder was parker next too.

I activated my sling shot and aimed at the trooper. I was out of his sights, so he didn't see the energy shot coming right at him. The trooper gave a cry as he became paralyzed, which will wear off in a couple of seconds. I turned towards the speeder and pushed the poor fellow right off.

I hopped right on and zoomed right off, since I was attracting unwanted attention. I moved the speeder to the right to avoid a couple of blasts as some speeders came in pursuit of me.

If only I had a blaster.

I yelped when I turned onto a very busy street. I tried to avoid the blasts from the troopers on the speeders behind me while I tried to avoid the citizens and merchant stands. My cloak flared behind me as the wind caught it, but luckily my hood stayed on covering my face.

I managed to avoid the stands, minus at least one or two, and somehow lost the troopers. Though I guess it won't be long till they catch up to me. I turned left on to a non-busy street. Only a couple of people were wandering on this street, which didn't pay me any attention thankfully.

I gasped as I felt weight behind me. I glanced behind me, and nearly fell off my seat in shock. "Spectre 4 told me to look for a cloaked person. Now, hand over whatever you stole." Ezra had his slingshot pulled back, for more power, and had it aimed at me. Where did he come from?! Damn it, if he shocks me we'll crash. So he must be bluffing.

I turned around and tried to shake him off. I squeaked as I felt electricity pulse through me. He shot me! I lost control of the speeder, thanks Ezra, and could only watch in horror as we headed straight for a wall.

I don't own Star Wars Rebels but my OC. I don't own the plot either, but a little of it like the 1st three chapters were my own.