Two to Three chapters left! I might not combine a few like I planned, but oh well. I gotta type it before I make the decision. Quick observation. It dawned on me as I first wrote this chapter, that Ara finds herself in alleys a LOT. A comment from Ara - "C'ause that's where you find all the action."

Alright, at some point in this chapter, I'm gonna put a quote in parenthesis, it's one I found a while ago I put down to possibly use it to put on one of my friends birthday present last year. It REALLY fits this chapter, and it makes me think of one of my other friends. I also think it might be good for some of you :)

Alright, enjoy the possibly short chapter!

I found myself waiting in a cleared alley for Kanan. I pulled my hood down, as the rest of the cloak draped around me. Mistan had given me a lightsaber, and showed me a few defense moves just in case. I swear, he worries too much. They had put a listening device on me, and had cameras hidden in a few spots, but I had no idea where. I leaned against the wall behind me, holding my arms against my back so I wouldn't take the wire off myself. Tyranus, Mistan, and a small group of bucket-, troopers, were further into the alley hidden. If communication stopped, it'd take a few minutes for them to get here, or, if I gave a code word. As footsteps entered the alley, I found myself trying to come up with a sentence that didn't sound too suspicious.

Ara, Ria, the whispering wind called.

What the hell am I doing? I realized what I almost did. No, no, no. NO. They are your friends Ara. You're family.

But are they really? The wind said the words slowly, sending chills through me, as it's voice captivated me. You said they didn't care about you. Isn't that true? It was Them that let Haken get captured. It was all their fault you lost the last person you had left. You are powerful. More powerful than they could realize. Jedi only teach weakness. You would become a powerful sith. You could match Lord Vader's superiority. And help rid of the Jedi. The force calls your name.

I looked up to see Kanan walk to me, with Zeb a little distance behind. I narrowed my eyes a little, as I started to believe the voice. Anger slowly ran through me, along with my own blood.

"Specter seven." There was no emotion in Kanan's voice.

"Seven." Zeb spat, looking away.

"Ya' know, it's really funny, that you both still call me that when you know my name." I said coldly. Then I looked at the ground, away from the two, as the code word filled my mind along with hate. "What family you've been." I growled under my breath. Without thinking, somehow I signaled them to where my wire was. Kanan's stare grew harder. Zeb's ears went back a little, and he started to show his teeth. I attempted to jump out of his way, as Zeb rushed me. Reaching to my belt for the lightsaber Mistan gave me, and seconds away from just shouting the code word, when he grabbed me, and slammed my back against the wall. He held me there, in a position where my feet couldn't touch the ground. The code word was about to slip off my tongue, when a voice shouted in my head.

No young one. You mustn't let the dark side get to you. If you do, everyone is doomed. You cannot be rash. This may not be the first time the dark side has become you, but you should stay strong. For noting can be answered with hate. Even your slightest actions, fill people with the hope no other can bring. You may not be destined to bring downfall to the empire, but your roll is just as important.

Then Zeb pulled out the wire. My eyes widened.

"Predictable." Kanan mumbled, as Zeb destroyed the device.

If I was on the ground, I'd be trembling. Realizing I almost got my friends killed. I could feel the color from my face drain. Shame shadowed me as Zeb still held me up. I closed my mouth, and shook my head.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Pay attention. I scolded myself.

Zeb loosened up his hold, as I met Kanan's slightly worried stare. Somehow, from my look, he figured out that wasn't acting. My expression hardened some.

"Quit hesitating. Do whatever you have to do to convince them you hate me. Hell. Brake my arm if you have to. I can take it. Really." My look didn't change, just in case. "We have to be quick, we only have a few minutes." I gave them as much information as I could, in exchange for a few fake missions. Then the two siths, along with troopers, stormed their way into the alley. From only one end. Mistan was up front. Zeb turned to Kanan, and they both nodded. Kanan ran off, the nZeb threw me into the wall across the alley. He ran to catch the attention of the group. I got up and ran after Kanan, jumping over crates to catch up to him.

"Stop!" I yelled after him, trying not to be surprised by the aggression that lined my voice.

"Alright." Kanan sharply turned around, and picked me up by my throat.

"There's one who I have to be careful of or he'll catch on. The other is a softy, thinking he should train me." I paused, as Kanan actually cut off some of my breathing. "N-no.. sign of.. Haken. But it..it sh..ouldn't.. be.. l-long. T.. tell Ezra.. I'll be… back.. s..soon.. and I… c-can't wait.. to come….home." Then, Mistan slid to the beginning of the alley we were in. Kanan looked angrily at him, then back at me. Worry lined his eyes.

"No faking.. this one.. I'll.. b-be.. fine." I quietly reassured him. Kanan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then used the force to throw me across the alley. The right side of my face harshly scraped the pavement before I knocked into some crates.

( "The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for." - Bob Marley. like I said, it fits the chapter, and second CountryGurl28, yes this makes me think of you.)

"Ria!" Mistan called as he ran to me. I stood up, brushing myself off. The name I gave them had enough ties to my real name, I responded to it with ease, without giving up my real name. The right side of my face burned as if I was right next to a fire, as it bled a little. Blood ran out of my nose, and streamed over my lips. I wiped my mouth, and looked at my blood stained hand.

"Are you alright Ria?" Mistan asked, a little worry lined his voice as he stood next to me. I looked up at the empty alley ahead of me.

"I'm peachy." I replied coolly through gritted teeth.

Just damned peachy….

First of, I really want to have a QnA right before part 2 of the last chapter, so either PM me a question(s) or put the in the comments. Seriously, it could be a simple question about the story, or even about the author. I've never done one before, and I think it would be the best way to send off this story! And I'm hoping I can get the last few up soon, because I have way too many exciting plans for afterward. Now what was I gonna say? Uhg. I'll figure it out later... maybe. So please, in any way you want, send me those questions you might just be dying to get answered! Or a question that just pops into your head.. Ask away people!