meeting myself

by Azilia James

After their heated battle in defeating the inquisitor, the ghost crew go's on a mission to get Intel on a kyber crystal shipment, but when Ezra is captured by a strange new threat, in black armor, the crew doesn't even notice, for in his place, is an exact clone working for the empire. will the crew discover this is not there Spector 6? will Ezra fall at the hands of a new threat?

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The second Ezra's feet touched the tile floor after jumping out of the vent, he was completely and immediately, blind sighted.

The room appeared to be empty, but when he hopped out of the vent, a force sent him flying in to the wall about ten feet away. The first thing that threw thorough Ezra's mind was 'the inquisitor?' No, it couldn't have been him, he had watched as he realest the edge, falling into a never ending pit of spark, fire and ask, and not even a man of his capability could survive that fall. Besides, the force that sent him slamming, helplessly into the wall, was.. cold. And strong, stronger than anything he had ever felt with the inquisitor.

The inquisitor was always playing mind games, but this new threat he hadn't even seen yet, and he had already had blood pouring out of his arm, with bits of wall sticking out sticking out of it. His presents felt almost, angry?

Sabine fumbled with her com as she pulled it out of her belt and began speaking into it. "Spector six? Come in Spector six!" Her voice seemed to, echo. Both Sabine and Zeb gave each other confused looks, before Zeb took the com from Sabine.

"Kid? Kid, are you ok?" And again it echoed, no, that wasn't echoing, they both looked toward the vent that Ezra had climbed through, and there underneath it, on the floor, laid Ezra's com. "Great" said Zeb, "We have no way of warning him."

Ezra began to stand, but was immediately knocked back down by the force. This guy meant business. Ezra looked up from the ground, the man standing above him, wore all an black suit, that also acted as armor, and his breaths were heavy, and there were troopers behind him. He didn't speak much, the only words he spoke were to the men behind him. "This" he spoke in a deep voice, "this is what took down your so called inquisitor?" Ezra suddenly felt the ground disappear beneath him. He couldn't breathe, he grasped the invisible hand incasing his throat, but it was no use, he was too strong. "Pathetic" the man said, in his deep voice, and then to Ezra the world went black.

Ezra woke up in a cell, he had no idea how much time had passed, and the pain in his arm shot through his arm, and consumed his entire body. As soon as he realized where he was he shot up, almost immediately regretting it, as his head began to pound. Suddenly the door swung open, and the man in the dark suit entered, a cape swept behind him. But he was not alone, for behind him was a shadow in the door way, Ezra figured it was just another bucket head, considering this place was crawling with them, but as the shadow began getting closer, it was clear this was no trooper. Ezra's eyes filled with horror as he came to the horrible realization that this figure standing before him was none other then, him.