Wow... So a lot happens in this chapter... If you have any questions PM me, or, if there's enough, I'll have a QnA

Sorry I haven't updated, I've been writing a lot, in different stories. So enjoy!

I drifted in and out of consciousness, barely picking up on anything everyone else did before I lost it again. Several times I woke up to nothing but constant movement, and Kanan's heavy breathing, and my arm limply swaying over his shoulder. I just remembered what happened when my eyes closed….

It sounded as if more footsteps were joining the group.

"Is that?" It sounded like Sabine, as she asked surprised.

"Yeah." Kanan answered…..

There was someone shouting. Kanan maybe.. He was barking out orders. Why? I was only able to slightly move my head, as a large white thing leaked through the darkness.

Is it still night? It feels like it's been longer. Wait. That's. That's. The ship! Ghost!

I was trying to figure out was Kanan was saying, as I was able to make out Hera waiting on the ramp. The dark spots around my eyes grew, blocking out everything, as I passed out cold.

I was trying to figure out what field I was in, when I heard my own voice.

"Don't you think this is a little high?" I was about five or six at this time. The abandoned communications tower on Lothal appeared. "Can't we get caught?"

"Calm down Ara, its abandoned." Ezra had tried to reassure me.

That was the first time I was at that tower with him. I had missed one of the rungs, and almost fell. I hung in the air for a while, waiting to hit the cold hard ground. I never did. I thought it was strange then, when out of nowhere Ezra grabbed my arm to stop me from falling, when he couldn't have known that would happen. I smile now that I know the reason. I reached out, for no real reason, but then, the younger version of myself, was alone. It was six years later. I was still small, but could hold my own just as well as anyone else. By that time, I hadn't been on Lothal for close to five years. I had wrapped a hand around one of the lower rungs. Feeling the cool metal, and I almost felt like the kid I was an eternity ago. But those years had been slow, and unforgiving to me. I had felt, and started to act older. As I had climbed the ladder, I thought of the ecstatic, careful, loving girl that had done the same so long ago. That little girl was replaced by a strong-headed, short tempered, commanding stranger. I believed that seeing Ezra could bring out the caring side of me. If I still had that side, under all the scars and armor. Distracted, my foot had missed the next rung, but I didn't notice. When my other foot missed the rung as well, I had snapped out of my growing anger, and grabbed onto something. I felt my hand start to slip off of it, but, the object wrapped around my hand more. I looked up to see Ezra smiling down at me.

"It's been six years. And I'm still catching you when you fall?" He softly laughed down at me.

"I can catch myself perfectly fine, thank you very much." I said.

"Alright, then you won't mind if I - Let go." He had laughed.

"Ezra!" I was starting to get mad again, so I didn't notice that Ezra had lifted me onto the tower's platform.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." He still laughed, with a hand on my shoulder. "What. No, Thank you Ezra from saving me from my habit to fall?" He teased when I just stared at him.

I punched him in the shoulder.

"Sure. Ya' jerk." I said, wrapping my arms around him. "It's good to see you."

"Yeah." Ezra agreed, returning the favor.

I leaned against a guardrail, and looked out over the unending field. A soft breeze moved most of my hair from my face, as the rest of it was pulled back. My eyes danced along with the waving grasses, as I remembered a time when Ezra had kept up from being caught from troopers. We had stood there for a while in silence, as a gentle wind blew. I was just starting to think about when my mother found us, when a voice brought me back to the present.

"Ara? Ara?" Ezra called loudly.

"Huhh?" As the sound automatically escaped my tongue, I realized how stiff I had been.

"How's your mother?" He asked.

My eyes dropped to the ground, as I tried to form the words to explain. Ezra figured it out.

"Oh. I'm sorry." Ezra said.

There were a few moments of silence, before Ezra bumped into me. I looked up to see a mischievous smile on his face. I smiled back at him

(A little Later)

We walked through the market. I was still a little confused why, but I just went with it. We both gave a silent smile, as we thought of every memory we had in this place. I looked up at the blue sky, as another soft breeze rolled through. I looked to my side. I started to panic a little when Ezra wasn't by my side. I stopped, searching around me. I spotted blue hair, as Ezra walked away from a stand. As he walked back to me, his eyes shined with something I couldn't figure out. He had something in his hand that the sun shone off of. Before I could even attempt to figure out what he had in mind, Ezra had his hands around my wrist. When he took them away, he revealed a simple, yet beautiful, silver colored bracelet. I couldn't take this.

"Ezra-" I started.

"C'mon Ara. For the good times. It's a little thing to remember me by when you leave." I could see the pain in Ezra's eyes as he said the last word. All I could manage was a smile. It was right after that I heard a commotion in a near by alley. Ezra had given me a stern look that said No, its not worth it. Mine was the exact opposite, as I ran into the alley. Ezra had followed me. We had gotten there just in time as a group of thugs with imperial blasters trying to rob a merchant. A few of them had held back the merchant's daughter. I stepped in, and Ezra took the beating so the thug wouldn't hurt me. He still did, but not as bad. We both blacked out. I woke up first in the
trench like area. My knee was hurt, and any muscle I had aced, but other than that I was fine. I got a strange feeling as I rewatched this memory that someone else was seeing it too. Eza. Ezra that idiot. He had a bad head wound. It was all my fault and I knew it. The merchant's daughter, Alsia, had came to help us. When she came forward, I expected her to lower her head. I had cursed myself, thinking I cost her her father's life, when she lifted her chin high.

"You saved my Papa." She had said into my shoulder, as I pulled Ezra's arm over my neck. I followed her. Soon, thankfully. Ezra woke up, right after I boosted Alsia out of the deep trench.

"Welcome back. How do you feel?" I huffed a little.

"Like a ship hit me." Ezra answered painfully.

"Alright. Your turn." I stated.

"For what?"

"Climbing." I keeled down helping Ezra up.

"As I'll ever be." A typical remark.

I counted down, then boosted Ezra up. With Alsia's help, he got up over the edge. On my own I wouldn't be able to get up there. I had to reveal my ability this time. For Ezra. I backed up. I truly didn't understand much about gambling, but I was about to figure it out.

Focus. I ordered. Focus.

I closed my eyes, as I got faster. I lifted my chin, and jumped. I flipped through the air. Then my feet were on the ground. I stood and walked back to see Alsia's and Ezra's surprised look.

"How'd you do that?" Alsia asked.

"Not the time to explain. We need to get going." As I helped Ezra to his feet, he gave me a look with mixed feelings.

"Why haven't you told me." He sounded betrayed, as more blood ran down his face.

"The less you knew the better." Alsia swiftly lead us again, as it got harder to hold Ezra up. I had a good feeling that we were halfway there, when Ezra started to get heavier.

"C'mon Ezra. We're almost there. Just stay awake. Ezra!" I had dropped to my knees as Ezra lost consciousness, with his arm still around my shoulder. I felt a crushing pain in my knee, before I landed on it. I gritted my teeth, trying not to cry out in pain. Alsia went ahead to get her father. There I was. On my knees, as sweat rolled down my face. Then a voice rang through my head. No. Not one, but several.

"Do not give in now after coming this far, young one."

"A new hope will rise in time."

I almost got confused, but I nodded my head. Taking a deep breath, I slowly stood, and I made my way to the merchant's home. I laid Ezra down, and the merchant quickly tended to my knee a little. Then, I walked out, shutting the door behind me. I started walking, but then I stopped. It was hard to move on, but I managed to walk up to one of the alleys long walls. I threw my fist into it, then I rested my forehead on it.

Stronger. Thats what I'll be. But is it worth it? I thought.

I closed my eyes and walked far away from the door.

Then a few of the voices returned. But I didn't hear them a second time when I left Ezra.

"Death follows you like a cloak on your shoulders. But, you always escape it. To live one more day. To give it another."

"You must realize that you may hate your life. Hate your past. But remember. You know very well you wouldn't trade for another."

Then my vision changed. Kanan was sitting on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands. By the looks of it, it was two years ago. After they believed I was dead. Then, a letter fell from the shelf. Kanan glanced up from the floor at it. It was his name written neatly on the front. That was what really caught his attention. He knew that handwriting. Too well. I placed it there. My mother had written it. Even though I've never read it before, I could see the words clearly now.

Dear Caleb,

By now Ara has found you. Which means I have already passed on. I can't think of a better teacher for her. A spitfire of stubbornness. I laugh now, seeing you two butting heads, and arguing like father and daughter. She never was able to do that with her own father, but undoubtedly she will with you. Sadly I had come to the conclusion that Ara may not be the person I see her becoming because she never knew her father. But I can see you can change that. Yes, she may be difficult at times, but you must take a step back, because you are as well. Patients is all you need. The both of you. I believe in time she will meet him, and I have mixed feelings about this. Ever since she was young, Haken and I could tell, she has a bright future. Alas, times have become harder than anyone could have expected. I know you are the safest option. Not even my dear brother Haken can create the safety you can. That group of yours can help her. I know now she may not get along with one of them. I sense that her friend Ezra, will be with you. I feel that she is almost like a silent protector. She takes after her father too much. I've always believed that a headstrong student was perfect for a headstrong master. Caleb, I need you to keep reading this. I would change that goodbye a million times over. Looking over my life, the good, and the bad, that is at the top of my list that I would make different, to make right. Caleb, my friend, there is so much I could tell you. But I will leave some of it for you to figure out. Keep pushing on, and train those two with the best of your ability. Like I know you will. The fate and hope of billions lies in your hands, Caleb. You are the best for that job, I have faith in you, old friend. I have faith in the future.

Love Always,

Allia

Questions filled my mind, but were quickly interrupted when Kanan lowered the letter. He drug a hand over his eyes, then he stared at the floor.

"I failed you Allia." Kanan whispered.

His words rang through my mind.

I failed you Allia...