Ok, I am back. I am so sorry for not uploading but I have had a lot on my plate (too much in fact) and that gave me no time to write or put me in a mood so I couldn't write. Again I am sorry but I am going to try to make things better and upload quicker so here it is:

Chapter 2:

Sabine's POV

The townsfolk were creepy, they would look at us and stare. By us I mainly mean me and Ezra, it was like they were plotting some kind of curse or something, I didn't know what. We had bought the fuel from Arthur Coil but apparently it has been known to burn through metal, leaving a leaking ship stuck in space. Hera told me that the fuel is called Lie because it looks a lot like water and people have accidently drank it before, now it is under close guard. In order to make sure that Lie doesn't burn through the Ghost they need to put some kind of poisonous gas in the ship to clear it, meaning we need a place to stay.

Kanan's POV

"We have no more rooms." The tavern-keeper grumbled, his brow furrowed in annoyance. There was only one room free and it had only three beds. I looked around at the others. Ezra and Sabine were shivering from what I thought was cold, they kept on complaining about coming here and Ezra said he could sense someone. I send my mind back to the present.

"There is the attic…" the keeper's wife mumbled, she looked young but troubled, as if something haunted her day and night and made her weak and sick. I felt pity for the woman.

"No they cannot go up there."

"They can." She said mildly. As the woman spoke she pointed to Sabine and Ezra, everyone went quiet as I thought everything over and over.

"Fine, here's your credits." I grumbled, secretly wondering why everyone acted like we were outcasts. Sure they never have visitors but we are all sentient. Afterwards I drifted to sleep hoping that day would come soon.

Ezra's POV:

The night was quiet. Me and Sabine were forced to sleep in the attic, three large windows clamped tight shut opposite the door. In the centre of the room was a worn out rug, showing hints of red. It looked like this place hadn't been dusted for years.

"First-class accommodation, wouldn't ya say?" I joked, Sabine just glared at me and turned towards a dresser at my left.

"Who are they?" she asked, pointing towards a small oil painting showing three young girls holding dolls. The keeper's wife was standing next to them, smiling. "Didn't think she had it in 'er." But in the background there was someone else, faintly there, with red skin and a black cloak covering her.

I walked towards a dusty holo and pressed the button, it displayed an image of the three girls but this time only the woman in the cloak with red skin was with them and it looked like they were blank dolls being held up by strings. Sabine looked at the holo for a few minutes then said "We should get some sleep." I complied and we got into bed and slept.

A POV:

I remember

I remember revenge

I remember promising to take revenge

I remember my master and my apprentice

I remember my apprentice…

I remember the eagerness to help the Empire and bring the Sith to glory

I remember the potential locked up within

I remember the potential being unleashed

I remember the Sith dying

I remember the Jedi dying

I remember the apprentice going against my will

I remember the potential being destroyed

I remember my orders

I remember that this planet will die

I remember that I would be the one to kill it

Sabine's POV:

I woke up to a tea party.

"Ezra, wake up!" I whispered as loud as I could, fortunately he was awake and already watching.

We sat there in silence as the three little girls from the holo and the painting played with their dolls at their tea party…. The three girls from the holo and the painting had just magically appeared in the room and showed no indication we were here.

"Do you think they are ghosts?" Ezra quietly asked, I stared at him shocked. "Sorry, I remember some people on Lothal once started proclaiming ghosts are real. But seriously, this is clearly their room and it clearly hasn't been cleared out for years and the keeper and his wife seem a bit on edge." He explained, before I could say anything back the three girls turned their heads slowly towards us and, wide-eyed in a creepy sort of way, fixated their vision on a dark area of the wall next to us.

Then they rose with the same expression on their faces as in the holo, dropping the china in their hands. Then they walked slowly towards the windows while crushing the fragile doll heads beneath their feet as me and Ezra gawked at them, unable to move. Then they climbed onto the window sill and opened the hatches to the windows.

"Stop!" We both screamed but it didn't matter, the girls jumped. A soft crunch came from outside as the light started to pour in.

"My babies!" a woman screamed and sobbed, it was clearly the keeper's wife.

Suddenly the door started shaking and a wild Kanan burst through and startled us both.

"Why the stars did you lock the door!" He complained, then he looked at the handle, "Oh, no lock… Wait, then why couldn't I get in?" Kanan turned towards us and frowned, then turned towards the open windows. "You opened these?"

We shook our heads.

"They did." Ezra mumbled, pointing at the painting. Kanan turned and raised an eyebrow.

"Those girls opened the windows?"

"And jumped out." I added

"Hmm," Kanan pondered "that explains you two screaming."
Suddenly Hera sprinted into the room "We have a call from Fulcrum."

To be honest I wrote most of this from memory from the film, it isn't that scary when you watch it in school. Anyway I hope you liked this chapter and I will try to post more often. Peace