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Sadly I don't own Star Wars rebels or its characters so all the credit goes to them
Authors note:
Hey guys,I can't believe it! 100 followers and 100 reviews, you guys are amazing! I seriously didn't think my fanfic would make it this far. Anyways thank you guys for following, reviewing and favouriting revolution. Just a heads up the chapter is longer and un beta'd. Hope you enjoy the chapter and remember to review at the end.
/Ezra's PVO/
Darkness, that was all Ezra could see. Was he finally dead? He couldn't tell for sure. He tried moving but pain stopped him in the process. A scream broke free of his mouth and he whimpered in pain. It hurt so bad. Everything part of his body felt as if it was on fire. He thought he would never feel this agony again in a thousand years. It had been too long since he felt that pain, when he'd been evicted to the streets for nearly a year and was living with the other homeless kids. The memory flashed before his eyes and he saw himself as a kid in grimy clothes clutching a basket of food in his arms.
/Ezra's younger self PVO/
He was running. It wasn't his fault, well maybe it was, but he didn't mean it. He was hungry; he hadn't much other choice then stealing food or starve to death. His parents... They left him here alone and still hadn't come back yet for him. It had been awhile since they disappeared but he still believed they would come back and save him from his life on the streets. The other homeless kids didn't agree with him but he knew to keep up the hope, they had promised they would come back. Hearing shouts behind him he looked behind him to see the store owner and his employees running behind him shouting at the top of their lungs insults. He laughed out of fear and ran down another street into the crowds being small did have its privileges after all.
Moving through the crowd he heard a large crash behind him and laughed as he saw the store owner covered in fruit. Peeking through the cracks between legs he saw the rest of his staff trying to help him up only to slip and fall into another vendor. People were looking at the vendors and yelling erupted between the street vendor owners. He smirked and with the basket of food ran towards an abandoned building were most of the homeless kids stayed.
He approached the building and knocked twice then three times. They had made a special knock in case it was the imperials. The door opened and he went inside the building. It wasn't much but it almost felt like the family Ezra had, just with more threats and stealing. He looked around to hear greetings from the others there, he held up the basket of food and kids went racing all over exited to eat. Before anyone else could grab from his basket he put it on the floor and grabbed a small loaf of bread and some meat. He walked quickly up to the second floor of the building in order to get away from the small crowd of kids. They weren't many of them (close to 5 or six) but they shared mostly what they could to survive.
Ezra went towards his corner of the room and sat down tired after running from his little race from the vendor. He started munching on his small portion of food and took out a photo from his hiding spot. He sighed as he looked at the photo; it was of his parents and him celebrating his birthday. They were happy in the photo not having a care in the world; now his birthday was a sad reminder of when they had disappeared. Looking outside he hadn't realized how much time had passed. He stood up and walked downstairs, he needed some fresh air to clear his mind.
They would come back for him, he knew it. He exited the building and went out into the street, not noticing someone was following him. Walking down the street he stopped as a hand grabbed his shirt and lifted him into the air. He squirmed and tried to get free but hands wrapped around his feet and they lead him into an alley way. Dropping him on the ground he saw the vendor and his workers from earlier this morning and took up a fighting stance.
The vendor smirked and yelled "time for some payback brat!"
Ezra screamed as the first man hit him, then the next. He tried moving but they held a tight circle around him. He could feel the tears starting to pool down his face, hoping that someone would save him from the pain. He curled up in a ball hoping they would soon stop, and looked up at the sky. "Mom, dad" he said whimpering in pain, "Please come save me". But they didn't come to his rescue. The other homeless kids had been right after all. He held no more hope for his parents to come back and rescue him. After all they were dead, they had to be. Even if they were alive they would have come a long time ago to rescue him from this place.
/Ezra`s PVO present day/
He gasped sitting up from the memory and winced as his whole body protested in pain. So he wasn't dead after all he though looking around. The ship was quiet, too quiet for the Ghost. Usually you would hear Zeb running around chasing after chopper or Hera and Kanan yelling at them to stop messing around. He would usually be laughing at Zeb and mocking him for getting pissed of at a robot before Zeb starts chasing him all over the ship. He heard the door slide open and Ezra saw Hera come in blinking in shock that he was awake.
"Hey Hera", he said croaking, wincing in pain elevated.
"Ezra?" She said a dazed look on her face as she still didn't believe he was awake
"No, it's my ghost coming to haunt you" he said trying to smirk
Hera looked at him before smiling slightly, "It's good to have you back Ezra, how are you feeling?
"I feel great",he said sarcastically "How long was I out for?"
Hera smiled, then winced at his last question. "You were out for awhile, Ezra... Three days. You had a concussions and you were shot in the shoulder. We patched you up, but you didn't wake up till now." She looked at the door as Kanan and the rest of the crew entered the room.
Ezra looked at them before looking down at the bed he way laying on. He knew that they would ask him what had happened during the mission, at the moment he just really didn't want to talk about it. Talking about it would bring back memories from his past that he had tried so hard to forget after that night. Sighing he rested his head on the bed, enjoying the last minutes of comfort he would get, he could still feel the pain but it had dimmed down too mostly just his shoulder and head.
"How are you feeling kid"? Kanan asked him
"Fine, just a headache and my shoulder still hurts",he said mumbling
"Well you took quite the beating out there kid" Kanan said
Ezra frowned he knew he had been hurt but not that badly. There was still one question on his mind. "What happened out there?" He asked Kanan
He watched as Kanan scratched his head and looked at Ezra with a frown on his face. He knew they didn't want to tell him what happened, but he needed to know. He just needed to know what had happened to the prisoners and that man...
"I think we should talk about this later Ezra when your feeling better," Kanan said interrupting him out of his though
Ezra was starting to get angry, he wasn't a child he didn't need them to protect him. "Kanan, tell me now, I need to know!" He said angrily
Kanan didn't look surprised by his outburst of anger and watched him seeing if he would start another. Ezra took a deep breath and slowly his anger drained out of him. He watched as the rest of the crew huddled around Kanan and whispered to each other. There whisper grew frantic and Hera looked like she was going to strangle Kanan. Ezra smiled slightly as Kanan took a step away from Hera to turn towards him again.
"Ezra, will tell you what happened on one condition, you tell us why you-"
"Fine I'll tell you" Ezra said interrupting Kanan in the middle of speaking. He didn't care right now that they would find out about some of his past, he cared about what had happened to that man.
"You didn't even hear me out, Ezra" Kanan said slightly aggravated.
"I knew what you were going to say already and I accept the condition" Ezra crew looked at Ezra expectingly, waiting for him to start talking and he glared at them slightly.
" It happened a long time ago, when I was a kid and still had my parents. One night I heard a noise coming from somewhere in our house and I went to my parents room to see if they were up. Of course they were sound asleep so I walked out of there room and went down the hallway to see a light in my parents office room. I peeked through the crack and saw a man covered in a cloak going through my parents files. I stepped back and the floor creaked so I ran to my parents room. They told me that everything was alright and they took me back too my room. They also told me they would be leaving for awhile but they would come back the next day. They didn't come back and the rest was history. So that's my personally sob story and the reason I want to know what happened after I was injured and got knocked unconscious."Ezra said angrily. The crew looked shock, then realization had come on there expressions, the man Ezra met on the mission was the same man that was there before his parents went missing. Well kudos for them he though sarcastically.
"Ezra... I'm sorry for what happened to you as a child, but there could still be a chance that they could be alive!" Sabine said weakly
"Do you not think I though of that every night since they disappeared! There dead, they have to be or else I wouldn't have learned how to live on the streets. " he said turned his head towards Kanan. "So are you going to tell me what happened or what!?" Ezra said to him, knowing they didn't really deserve this treatment, but his anger was consuming him.
Kanan looked at him frowning " fine, Ezra will tell you... You were knocked unconscious and we went back to save you. We took you and the rest of the prisoners onboard the ship and escaped"
"Don't forget the part were we took the cloaked man with us" Zeb said grinning
Ezra froze at Zeb's comment and knew what he had to do. Gritting his teeth he managed to speak. "Where is he?"
"Zeb, you idiot you weren't suppose to tell him,"Sabine said yelling and smacked him on the head, Zeb yelped in the process and the two started bickering.
Ezra didn't hear Sabine yell as he was too busy looking at Kanan. "Tell me where he Is or else I'll tear the ship apart trying to find him myself!"Surprised at his outburst Sabine and Zeb stopped bickering to look at him.
Maybe that's not the greatest idea right now Ezra, your still hurt and I don't want you straining your body" Hera said
"No, will take you too him, Kanan said
"This isn't a good idea Kanan," Hera retorted back at Kanan. Kanan looked at her for a minute as a silent conversation went on between the two of them. "Fine,but I still don't agree with this at all,"She said
Kanan motioned for him to get off the bed and Ezra tried to get off but stumbled in the process. Kanan managed to keep him balanced and steered him towards the door. Kanan went down the hall and turned to the left and led Ezra to a door on the right. He opened the door and Ezra started shaking. Lying inside was the man who started all of Ezra's troubles from losing his parents to growing up on the streets . He walked inside and noticed the cuffs on him.
"We're going to have a little chat", Ezra said looking at the man. The man looked up at Ezra and grinned showing rotting pointed teeth. He couldn't wait to have that chat.