Chapter 22

Really guys, really! You thought I was done with my story! I wouldn't leave you like that! …

Stomachs turned to lead, hearts sank, lumps in their throats so big they could barley breath. I could say they felt all of these things, but truthfully, what they felt could not be put into words. They all had dark pasts, things they've regretted, things they've felt guilty about but this was, different. Couldn't quit be put into a simple sentence, so lets just say this. They. Felt. Terrible. Which was, most likely, one of the biggest understatements of all time.

"You didn't even notice." The words just hung there, as the doors from across their cell opened and they all endured the horrifying image of Ezra.

He was lying on the floor, he was covered in blood, you could see the marks on his neck, most likely from being chocked. And he made this, this wheezing noise, like it was hard to breath. It looked as if he had just taken on the entire Empire by himself.

And lost.

"Ezra!" Kanan yelled, trying to form another word besides his name, but couldn't. what was he supposed to say? 'Hey, sorry we didn't notice you've been being tortured for the last couple of days and we didn't notice?'

His head turned from the floor, with horrified bright blue eyes, not scared, horrified. But not because of all the pain he was in. Not because more blood was on the floor instead of him, not because he refused to break. But because he saw his crew in the cell next to his. And at that moment, nothing else mattered. His family was behind bars and there was nothing he could do but let it happen.

And just as soon as the doors opened, they closed. Leaving the crew one hundred percent speechless.

"I'll kill you." Kanan said through clenched teeth looking at all of the horrible, evil people on the other, on the wrong side of the bars. He knew it was an empty threat, and that he couldn't use the force in the cell, almost like he had a ten pound weight in his head.

"For doing what?" Tarkin spoke. " You are the ones who didn't even notice the absence of the child. Do not blame us for your negligence." And with that they left them, in an unbearable silence, knowing that only five feet away was Ezra, and they couldn't help him.

Pain.

That was all Ezra felt, it had increased. He had never felt this weak in a long time. He was still woozy from losing so much blood. He felt like if he didn't stop using all of his energy to keep sucking in air, that he would stop.

But that was nothing compared to what he felt next. He herd the door slid open, and he wasn't sure how much more of It he could take. But when he slowly turned his head he did not expect to see Tarkin, Kallus, and… him standing in the door way, and across the hall. He felt confusion was over him until he finally made out the prisoners that were behind them. He heard his name being yelled, the voice belonging to Kanan. He expected more, but that was all that was yelled. He locked eyes with everyone for a second, and though he tried not to show it, all hope had drained from his eyes. He was almost certain Kanan saw it.

After what felt like an eternity of being stared at, the doors once again, came together, leaving him in the darkness, even though he just wanted to look at them for a little longer. It look a full minuet until Ezra realized that he had been holding his breath. Just outside, just one wall between him and everyone he cared about. Then again, one wall can't be that strong. An one wall definitely wasn't strong enough to keep him away from his family.

Weather they knew it was him or not.

Rex went off to check the Ghost and see if there were ant indicators of where the Ghost crew went, of why they were there. Leaving Ahsoka, Zatt and Marah to the ware house.

They followed Ahsoka up the stairs and through all of the twists and turns of the maze, neither of them wanting to ask how she knew her way through it so well. When the finally got to the top, they had seen how he door was still open. Not a good first sign.

"Ok, how many stairs was that?" Zatt painted "because I counted a zillion!" he complained, like Zeb did only hours ago.

"Come on Zatt, I've seen you run way farther then that when we had Storm troopers on our tail." Said Marah, as he followed the surprisingly quite Ahsoka into the room at the top of the steps.

"Yea, well, when your life depends on it is usually a good motivator!" he said as he followed the girls into the room, also.

Marah clenched her fist at him. "Your life's about to depend on it!"

"Marah." Said their leader, calling her off. "You two such the primate and see if you can find anything." Said Ahsoka. "I am going to check the maze like part, and neither of you even turn a corner without me, or so help he you will become as lost as a Lothlen child!"

"Huh?" they both said, neither of them being from Lothal.

"Never mind." She said walking towards the walls, "It's just an exasperation."

Ahsoka made her way into the many corners. She had only been five minutes in, but it was still enough for a person who did not know the ware house well to get hopelessly lost.

She heard a faint beeping noise some ware far off, but ignored it. After realizing how useless it was to be wandering around looking for nothing in particular, she began to turn back when she heard the same noise, but closer this time. She immediately recognized it and began chasing it.

"Chopper?"

Hello! Sorry it was a little late, I was busy! :) ok, so I have a question, and whoever gets it right will get the most Amazifying shout out in my next chapter! Warning, this is such a Canadian question! Lol…

the Canadian food 'Bever tail' what was its original flavor?

Hee hee hee, good luck! Actually, not that hard! Lol, I REALLY hope you liked it! And yo guys rock! :D

-Azilia