Chapter 2: Meeting the Force Sensitive
Ezra's P.O.V
This force sensitive has been knocked out cold for a while, and we were all getting aggravated by that as we waited in the med bay for him to wake up from his incident, where we restrained him in case he was going to freak out. I sensed that he was about to wake up, and he did.
He got scared after he woke up, screaming, in which I was right about him freaking out.
"Hey hey, it's okay, it's okay." I said to him, connecting to him through the force to calm him down. "Who are you people!?" he asked afraid. "And where am I?!" "You had a seizure earlier, in which you lost consciousness, so we brought you into the med bay of our ship." "A ship? A ship? A ship!? Who are you and what do you want from me!?" He was panicking a whole lot, even with my connections to him through the force, he still did not calm down.
"Sir, we don't want anything from you. All we want to know is why you called us out here." I said, sounding as calm as I possibly can. He seemed to be calming down, but was still afraid. "I did not call you out here. Even with my strange ability, I did not call you out here. I don't know how, but it happened. I'm pretty sure that you may have my same abilities, kid, and I'm sure that you understand that I don't know how to control them if there is a way to do that. I don't know how I called you out here through my abilities, I'm telling you."
"And you are right about me having your abilities. It is known as the 'Force,' and it is strong with you." "The force? Is that what it's called?" I nodded. I saw him turn his head, and he was freaking out again. "What's the matter now?" I asked him. "Aliens I tell you, aliens!" he responded. He was probably talking about Hera and Zeb.
"Don't worry about them. They're friendly and they're with us." I said. "Really?" he asked. "Really." I answered. He seemed to calm down a little bit after knowing that Hera and Zeb don't do any harm to anybody, except the Empire during our missions that is.
Anyway, my thoughts told me that it was time to get his name. "And what is your name, sir?" I asked him. "Why?" he asked. "We would like to know your name. I could help you control your powers, and I'd get to know you better as I help teach you if you give me your name." "Okay, fine, I'll give you my name. My name is Jacob Louis." "Well, Jacob, my name is Ezra, and that's Kanan, Alex, Sabine, Hera, and Zeb." I said, pointing to everybody as I told Jacob their names.
"Look, how do I control my powers, Ezra? In fact, how did I get them in the first place?" Jacob asked me. "There are people born in the galaxy who seem to have a natural act of force sensitivity in them." Kanan said, answering for me. "What he said." I told Jacob. "And if I was born with it, is there a way to remove whatever is causing me to experience my abilities?"
"Kanan and I have no knowledge of that, but we do know that there is a way to control it. All you gotta do is learn." "And will the both of you teach me?" I didn't know what to say. Kanan and I wanted to help Jacob, but I still wondered how did he call to me with the force even if he didn't tend to do it, and why he looks like me a little bit. I had a lot of questions on my mind about Jacob. But in the end, we agreed to teach Jacob how to control his powers, thinking that we'd get more answers as to why there was a force sensitive on a planet in a different galaxy, where the force is unheard of, and why he looks like me in particular. That I really wanted to know.
All of a sudden, we started hearing some sirens outside, or sounds that sounded like them. "Crap, it's the cops. Get me unrestrained and let me deal with them. You can't risk being seen." Jacob said. I nodded, and Kanan and I released him, in which he went to find the exit of the Ghost, where Kanan and I were watching him, waiting for his next action as we watched Jacob through the force.
Jacob's P.O.V
My "force" abilities, as Kanan and Ezra called them earlier, have also gotten me into trouble, and at times with the law. I remember that I even did time once after I accidentally, and unknowingly, did something with my powers to help out a blind person cross the street sometime in my late teens, in which I somehow ended up causing a major collision on the road between numerous vehicles, which may have been caused by me having anxiety about my powers as I helped the person cross the street, and the police believed me to be responsible. I did time because of that, and a few other accidental moments.
I've practically been given the reputation of a fugitive if you wanna look at it that way because of my powers, to the point where it lost me some of my closest friends after I unknowingly endangered them accidentally with my abilities. Even my friend Ross, who is a police officer in my neighborhood, took me as a person who can't be trusted, and he actually arrested me a couple of times due to the powers. If it was him outside the ship, then I'd better get him away from here before he discovers those guys.
I came out of the ship, bright lights in my way, seeing a bunch of Seattle police officers with their weapons raised at me. And guess who was with them. Ross.
"Jacob, on the ground now!" Ross ordered me, his gun raised with the other cops. My mind started racing as I felt that another incident was gonna occur with my powers, in which I believed that I might end up hurting my own friend. "Ross, I've told for the last ten billion times, I am sorry about my powers. It's not my fault that I got them, I may have been born with them." I explained to Ross, me on my knees with my hands behind my head.
"Jacob, it's not about that. What are you doing in this forest anyway with that ship? Using it because of your powers, Jacob?!" Ross furiously asked. "Look, Ross, I can explain." I said. "And you are going to. Keep your hands where I can see them." Ross ordered me, him gesturing for his men to cuff me.
I felt my mind racing again with the force, and I felt myself about to burst. I twitched a little bit. "Stay right there! Don't move, Jacob!" Ross ordered me. My mind raced further, and then I broke.
I let out a cry, my hands slipping from the back of my head, sending Ross and the cops flying into a tree. I got up, and my brain was under pressure from processing how I just did that with my ability. I looked down at my hands as I felt uneasy, and incredibly anxious, and then I snapped back to reality when I heard Ross say, "Use lethal force, but DO NOT kill him!" Now I was really worried.
And then shots were fired at me, me using my strange new ability in my powers to send the cops flying again into the trees. But then one of them fired his gun on the ground, and the bullet went into my shoulder. I groaned in pain after impact, and then I realized that I had only two options at this point.
Either I let myself get arrested by Ross and spend the rest of my life in prison with myself not knowing how to control my powers, or me hurting him and then having a manhunt on me established with a high price on my head as an alternate scenario to that option, or I go with this group of people from space to learn how to control my powers, while at the same time avoiding trouble with me in space.
In the end, I decided to go with them.
Shots were being fired at me again, and I bolted into the ship as I was covering up my shoulder, the entrance closing up behind me as Alex helped me over to the med bay, where he started treating me.
Next, I felt the ship starting to take off, and then we ascended to space. Great. I struggle with these strange powers, I meet a group of people with two of them who know how to control it, I get shot after I unknowingly sent Ross and the cops flying into trees, and now I'm going to space with these guys. This part in my life just got extremely interesting.
Ezra's P.O.V
Once we left Earth, we went to the nearest cluster that led back to our galaxy, and we went into hyperspace just shortly after. Jacob was getting his wound treated in the med bay by Alex, while Kanan and I talked privately in my room, mainly about the questions I had about Jacob and his force connection.
"But seriously though, Kanan," I said. "How is it that he is born on a planet in a different galaxy and he still has the force on a planet in a galaxy that has no knowledge of the force whatsoever? That, and how is it that he claimed when he didn't mean to summon us out here when he did do it somehow?"
"I guess there's really one answer for both those questions from what I can infer, Ezra. The force works in mysterious ways." Kanan answered.