Chapter 6
Kanan sensed it as soon as the others returned from the mission, he had been side tracked making sure that they got the Intel, but now that he was alone, he was sure of it. Ezra's presents, it felt, cold, distant. Sabine did say they ran into some trouble, he just didn't know what. But the strangest part was, he also sensed pain, it was muffled, like it was trying to be covered up, but he could feel waves of pain so strong that they somehow, seeped through, but seeped through what?
Kanan ran down to the cockpit as fast as he could, where the rest of the crew was, and there was Ezra, he looked perfectly fine. Not a scratch on him, well if you didn't count his scars, the crew had tried their best to not say anything when they saw him and Ezra, but it only takes one insensitive lasat to call him scar face. He knew Zeb was trying to laugh through it, but really, it always hurt Kanan, just a little bit, every time he saw them. A permeant reminder that he could not protect his young padawan, was now burned into his face.
"Ezra, are you..ok?" Kanan asked.
The whole crew looked at him confused, even Kanan knew that it must of sounded like the stupidest question ever, he was clearly fine, then came Kanan running into the room and asking if he was ok?
"um, yes?" the clone answered, wondering if he had already blown his cover.
"Why do you ask Kanan?" asked Hera.
"Oh, it's, well, I uh, I just thought I felt something, never mind." He said with a confused look on his face as he sat down.
The clone was finally starting to understand.
"Ok then" said Hera moving right on, "Lets see where their keeping the kyber crystals, then we can form our plan, the empire can do some horrible things if they get their hands on those crystals, I've just received blue print plans from Ahsoka, the weapons that the empire is plaining to make, they could tack out entire species with these, and you know they will."
An immediate look of remorse filled Hera's eyes as she realized what she had just said. Zeb turned away at the sudden bust of memory, of how his species was now endangered because of the empire.
Hera looked like she was going to say something, but Zeb beat her to it, "yea, and like heck I'm going to let that happen again."
Hera smiled, knowing that he was not mad, and began inserting the data chip to see what information Ezra had downloaded.
The clone looked over at the Jedi, one more, 'I believe they call him Kanan' he thought, he could see that he detected pain. "I'll be right back" he said as he excited the room.
"Bridger to bass, bass come in." He whispered into the com, once he knew they could not hear him.
"Kallus here" the clone could hear screaming in the back round.
"You need to block out the force better , the Jedi is already beginning to pick up pain waves from his padawan."
"Impossible, Vader is blocking out the signal so he cannot connect his master through the force!"
The clone sighed in frustration, why would he be lying?! " Yes sir, I realize that, I believe waves of pain are seeping through the blockage, considering how much pain you are causing the boy. How much pain are you causeing his anyway? Seeing as it is seeping through the blockage."
"Enough, enough pain. Thank you for the update Bridger, it has been noted, have you given them the data chip with what they think has the location of the crystal?"
"Yes" answered the clone, "Don't worry, we'll be there, just make sure the ambush is ready, I will make sure the Jedi does not have his light sabor on him at the time of the attack."
"good, Kallus sighing off"
"Wait! One more thing,"
"What is it?"
"The rebels seemed to have known what we are going to do with the crystals, said they got it from someone named 'Ahsoka'"
Kallus's eye's widened at the mention of that name, and a wicked smile spread across his face." Uh, Ahsoka, code name fulcrum, we've been trying to catch her ever sin's order 66, if we capture the rebels, it could take us take us one step closer to finding her. Excellent work Bridger, see you in a few days, with ether one more force user on our side, or one more dead padawan, Kallus sighing off."
Kallus put away his com and tuned to see the screaming boy, as Vader drew his light savor, and began slowly dragging the hot red blade, down the trembling child's arm. Fresh blood staining the old blood stains. "I will ask you one more time" Tarkin said in a calm yet annoyed voice, "tell us what you know of a larger rebellion."
"I-I still know nothing more then when you asked me five seconds ago." Said Ezra, even though he had been being touched, he still had it in him to say something witty.
He was met with a blank stare from Tarkin, then her turned to Vader, "again" he said.
Once again Vader drew his sabor and made his way for the boys other arm.
"Stop" said Kallus, and was met with vacant stares.
"What is the meaning of this" demanded Tarkin.
"Vader" said Kallus, "you need to make the signal blocking out the force stronger if you wish to cause the boy more pain, his waves of sorrow are beginning to seep through."
"Very well" responded Vader, "I will strengthen the blockage with the dark force." He glanced at the bleeding boy strapped to the table, "We are far from done here, bring in the mind probe."
Hey, hope you liked this chapter, just wanted to say sorry that in my last chapter I spelled 'Tarkin' Tarkington! Thank you Jedirebelwrighter! Next chapter will be posted within the next two days! (most likely, you never know right!)
-Azilia