Hello everyone! I'm HiddenJade Bluerose, nice to meet you all!

This is my first time here as a Fanfiction writer, the idea of this story neither belongs to me but to a dear person for me. It won't be a long story, maybe there will be a maximum of 5 chapters, still undecided.

Hope you'll enjoy to read it :)

Disclaimer/ warning: I don't own Star Wars Rebels, I apology for grammar mistakes and typos. What will happen here might rip your hearts and lay in tears, literally or maybe.

REDUCED TO VERMEIL ASHES

PROLOGUE

Fallen

"Ezra?!"

Shouted a surprised Sabine, staring at the far figure of a young man who was walking toward the Ghost, crossing the plain fields of long grass.

Hera, Zeb and Chopper turned their gazes toward the figure, dropping their jaws, shocked as they recognized their long lost crewmember.

Ezra had run away one year ago, after the incident... after his sudden change of behavior... after he had fallen into the seduction of the Holochron, but nobody knew about that part, only Kanan who wasn't present.

As the boy was approaching them, they saw how much he had changed: he wasn't wearing anymore bright colored clothes, just black and gray ones; even his pace was firm and even a bit menacing; his eyes were gloomy, but still blue. What seemed to not have changed was his height and hairstyle.

The Ghost crew had searched for him during those hellish year, scooping up every information they gathered, patching a way to find him and... apology to him for that incident, they wanted to make amend, restart and being a family once again. But without success, the boy had left them, his family, without leaving a track behind and disappearing in thin air... he had only left a big hole in every crewmember's heart.

And just like that, he had reappeared from nowhere, in front of them, on Lothal, where everything had began.

"Ezra!"

Shouted again Sabine and twitched forward with her arms spread open, meeting the approaching young man, this time even Zeb and Hera joined her enthusiasm, begginning to approach the two. Even Chopper whistled his joy by waving his metallic arms up in the air.

The Mandalorian tightly hugged her recovered friend, her heart was bumping, exhilarated. She finally felt at eas while digging her head in Ezra's wide chest. Above all, Sabine was the one to blame herself for Ezra's getaway... for the incident...

The young man stood stiff and rigid, staring at the girl without exchanging the hug and he felt her warm tears falling on his black shirt, wetting it.

" You're here! You've returned! You don't know how much we were worried for you..."

Managed to say Sabine, raising her chin to meet the cold blue eyes of Ezra, not even a smile on his face, it felt so odd.

"Where have you been for all this time? "

Ezra didn't reply, his eyes were unreadable while staring at the Mandalorian's hazel eyes, she felt only coldness from him... What had happened to him? What he had faced during those year?

"Ezra...?"

Dubiously inquired the girl, releasing the grip a bit around the boy, feeling uneasy every minute it was passing. But then, she was startled by Ezra's sudden one-armed hug. He even leant his face against Sabine's neck, whispering in her ear

" I'm sorry..."

Sabine was taken aback and promptly retorted

"Sorry? You? No, Ezra! Don't blame yourself! It's our fault not yours for..."

"I'm not talking about the incident..." sternly replied Ezra

"Then what?" Asked cheekily Sabine, who had tightened again the embrace, transmitting to Ezra only her support

"I'm sorry for this"

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, Ezra had swiftly grabbed the hilt of his lightsaber that was hanging on his side and ignited the weapon against the gut of the girl, its scarlet tip jabbing through her armor and flesh.

Sabine gasped and screamed, incredulous while watching the sabre that was popping out from his back, the agonizing pain made her fall on her knees.

She glanced again the boy's eyes that now weren't anymore blue but... gold and red-rimmed.

"Why...?" Exhaled the Mandalorian, her life quickly abandoned her body, and the world around her became dark.

Zeb and Hera had stopped their stroll, remaining still and startled, not believing their eyes or what to do. The boy malevolently smirked and glanced his former crewmembers with defying eyes, blood lust and eager.

"Who's next?"

The voice of Ezra spat, taunting

"The fallen Lasat honor guard? The Twi'lek? Or the patched droid?"

His golden red-rimmed eyes shone, the darkness around him corrupting everything...

I'll end it here for now. Everything will be explained through flashbacks during the arc of this story.

Reviews are well welcomed! I want to improve my writing style!

May the Force be with you all!

HiddenJade Bluerose