Hello everyone!
Sorry that this chapter is a little later than I would like it to be, I had trouble working out a few of the parts. Some of it is a little rushed, so there are probably a lot of mistakes. Oh well. XD. Anyways, enjoy!
A few miles away from the small building, a plume of black smoke rose into the air. It came from a crashed ship, the Ghost.
In the cockpit of the ship, Hera pulled herself up off the ground. There was smoke pouring into the room and she coughed. She remembered seeing Kanan hit his head as they were crashing and was filled with worry for him. She hurriedly glanced around the room. Spotting Kanan lying on the floor, she called out, "Kanan, are you alright?"
No response.
"Kanan!" she said again, crawling over to him. She coughed again and shook him, "Kanan!"
He groaned and opened his eyes. Hera sighed in relief.
"Come on," she said, "we have to get out of here."
Kanan sat up and looked at her, he grimaced and put a hand to his head.
"Yeah."
Hera grabbed his arm and helped him up. They left the cockpit, both of them coughing as they made their way through the smoke.
A large figure emerged from the smog.
"Zeb!" Hera called as she recognized him. He had Chopper tucked under his arm.
The lasat coughed, "Glad you too are alright, I was coming to get you."
Hera nodded, "Thanks, now come on, let's get out of here."
They started down the hall again, but Kanan stumbled. They stopped as he leaned against the wall.
"Sorry," he apologized, "Just a little dizzy."
"Doesn't surprise me," Hera said, grabbing his arm and pulling it over her shoulder to help him,"You hit your head pretty hard."
They kept going and made it to the room with the docking ram. They saw Sabine, who was just then putting the ramp down.
Hera was relieved to see that none of the explosives had gone off and that Sabine was alright. They all hurried outside, anxious to get out of the smoke. Sabine held back a little. They all made it out into the fresh air. Zeb set Chopper down. Chopper made loud complaining noises, despite the fact that Zeb, who was probably one of the least likely people to help Chopper, had just carried him out of a smoking ship.
Hera sighed, glad that her crew was alright. Then she frowned, but where was…
"Where's the kid?" Zeb asked the question before Hera.
Sabine looked at Zeb, "He…" she stopped. She looked down and squeezed her eyes shut.
Everyone watched Sabine, a feeling of dread fell over the group.
"Sabine, where is he?" Kanan asked.
Sabine opened her eyes again and started to explain, "It was an accident… While we were crashing, the docking ram lowered, and Ezra…" she trailed off, shaking her head, "He fell."
"And you just let him fall?!" Kanan asked incredulously.
"I-I tried…"
"Well apparently that wasn't enough," Kanan said harshly.
Sabine didn't meet his gaze.
Hera sighed slightly and grabbed Kanan's arm then pulled him away.
"What?" he asked.
"Kanan, you can't blame Sabine."
"I wasn't I was just…" his protests were cut off my Hera's cold glare.
"Blaming Sabine doesn't help. If anything, it just makes things worse. She already feels terrible for what happened, she doesn't need you shoving it in her face."
Kanan sighed, "I'm sorry I spoke without thinking."
Hera shook her head, "Don't apologize to me, apologize to Sabine. But only when you're sure you mean it," she sighed, "Now stay here, I'll be right back."
She walked back to the rest of the group and turned to Zeb, "Zeb, can you scout out the area?"
Zeb nodded, "Will do." he turned and walked away to do as Hera asked.
Hera turned to Sabine, "Will you help Chopper run a diagnosis of the ship?"
Sabine nodded slightly and walked over to Chopper.
Hera sighed and walked back over to Kanan, "Alright, I suppose we better see how bad that head injury is."
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Hera finished up her examination and switched off the flashlight she had been using, "Do you remember the words I told you?" she asked Kanan.
"Uh Bantha, meiloorun, droid," he answered.
Hera nodded, "Good, looks like your short term memory is alright. Looks like your concussion is just a mild one thank goodness."
Kanan nodded, "Can I go now?"
Hera sighed, "I think you need to rest."
"I'm going to try to use the force to find Ezra."
Hera nodded, "Yes I know, but that puts a lot of strain on your mind."
Kanan frowned, "Do you want to find him or not?"
"I want to find him, but I also don't want you to hurt yourself."
"I'll be fine," Kanan argued.
"Alright," she consented, "If you're sure that you'll be okay."
"Hera!" Zeb called.
Hera turned to look, "Oh good he's back."
Zeb walked over to them, "Nothing to report, I think that we'll be safe here for the time being."
Hera nodded, "Thank you Zeb. Can you go with Kanan now? I want you to watch him and make sure nothing goes wrong."
"I don't need him to come with me," Kanan protested.
Hera shrugged, "You have a concussion, you could pass out or something.
"Fine," Kanan said, walking away.
Zeb watched Kanan then looked to Hera. They both could tell how worried Kanan was for his padawan. Zeb turned and followed Kanan.
Hera sighed then went to find Sabine.
When she found Sabine, Hera walked over to her and said, "Sabine, it wasn't your fault."
Sabine ignored her and kept working.
Hera closed her eyes and sighed, worried for her crew.
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When they had found a place that suited Kanan, he knelt down and sighed, working to clear his mind of distractions. Zeb sat down to wait.
Kanan closed his eyes, trying to concentrate, but the constant throbbing pain in his head was making it difficult. He frowned and tried harder, reaching through the force to find his padawan. After a few minutes, Kanan felt something. He felt certain that it was Ezra. Kanan tried contacting him, but right then he felt a sudden, stabbing pain coming from the side of his head. He lost focus and cried out
Zeb looked over, "Kanan? Are you alright?" he asked, sounding worried.
"Yeah. I'm fine, it's just the headache," Kanan answered, though he was unsure. The pain had been different than his own. It had felt like he had been hit in the head again. And he had seen something. Something blue and purple? Maybe he hadn't really sensed Ezra, maybe he was starting to imagine things.
Kanan sighed, it just didn't make any sense. He got to his feet and looked over at Zeb, "Let's get back to the others."
Zeb nodded and also got up. They started back to the Ghost.
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Hera sighed and closed up the panel where she had been working. She turned to Sabine, "Kanan and Zeb will be back soon, we better go meet them."
Sabine nodded slightly and left the room. It was obvious to Hera that Sabine still was still troubled about what had happened to Ezra and most likely was still blaming herself. Hera sighed, it made sense. If she was in Sabine's situation, she would most likely feel the same way.
Hera followed Sabine outside. Sabine sat on a fallen tree trunk and put her head in her hands. Chopper had decided that he didn't feel like helping repair the Ghost at the moment and was instead bothering one of the native forest animals, a six-legged monkey-like creature. Hera shook her head at him and sighed.
She spotted movement in the corner of her eye and looked over. It was Kanan and Zeb. She smiled slightly, but the smiled faded when she saw the look on Kanan's face, and she knew that he hadn't been able to locate Ezra.
The two came over. Sabine looked up, a hopeful expression on her face.
Kanan sighed, "I couldn't find Ezra."
"Does that mean," Sabine trailed off then started over, "Is he gone?"
Kanan shook his head, "No, not necessarily. He could still be alive," he was still unsure to whether or not what he had sensed had actually been Ezra. He decided not to mention it.
The crew was silent for a few moments, worried about their young friend.
Hera finally spoke up, "Well I'm afraid we have more bad news," she paused before going on, "I don't think that I'll be able to get the Ghost into flying shape."
Ok, so there's chapter 3!
Hopefully it made sense. :) If you have any questions or see something that I could fix, leave a review or message me. Thanks!
-Nova