Sorry this is later than usual. I also apologize in advance for the shortness.
Summary: Ezra has just created his new lightsaber and the holocron he has kept hidden has some tricks up its sleeve.
Ezra sighed in relief as the green blade hummed in the air. He had managed to save his crystal after his lightsaber was destroyed on Malachor and had recently (and secretly) acquired the parts to make a new one. He had his DL-11 now, so there was no need for a blaster on the hilt, especially after Vartoc (finally) cleared him for blasters. Not lightsabers however, strangely enough.
He had been working on the weapon on and off for the past week under strict instructions to be as discreet as possible. Ezra had barely been cleared for blasters and General Jackass (the unspoken, unofficial nickname for their "good friend" Vartoc) would most likely throw a fit if he caught Ezra using a lightsaber.
"This is to stay within the crew because Force forbid a Jedi can use a traditional weapon..." Kanan had told him.
Ezra rolled his eyes at the thought of Vartoc finding out about the saber and was about to leave the room when he heard a familiar voice.
"Leaving so soon?"
Ezra froze at the voice. That voice was so cold and so familiar.
The voice echoed in his head, and Ezra sighed in relief knowing that no one heard.
"Fear not Ezra Bridger. You're the only one who can hear me."
"What do you want?" Ezra growled into his mind. "You're the reason we are all in this mess. You didn't give me what I wanted when I opened you in the first place!"
"Because I wanted to make sure you weren't weak like you were at the Temple. You have passed my test. My secrets are yours. I sense much guilt in you child. Fear, anger... You've been dealt a great injustice and you seek to correct it."
"I am trying to move past what happened," Ezra sighed, sitting down and slipping into meditation. "But I can't move past the fact that in the end, if I hadn't trusted Maul, we would have been long gone before Vader showed up. Kanan would still be able to see and Ahsoka would still be here. It all circles back to my mistake. I want to do what I can to make up, but dying is no longer an option."
"You wished for death?"
Ezra tensed. "I did for a while. Not anymore."
"I have been watching you since you have awakened me Ezra Bridger. You are spiraling out of control. You worry your master. You worry your friends. They fear for your safety, your sanity, your life."
"Thanks for the update." Ezra muttered sarcastically.
"Watch your tone. I am giving you a chance to regain control of yourself. You've spent far to long hindering your abilities."
"That's what I was taught to do. I was told that letting lose is a bad thing and that it could lead to corruption."
The holocron laughed. "Child, it is far too late for that. My secrets are yours. Take them. Train with them. Make the Empire and the one called Maul suffer for what they did. The temple may be destroyed but you aren't. Do what must be done."
Ezra took a deep breath. "Tell me what I need to know."
Kanan felt cold. It wasn't like when someone cranked up the coolant system and it slowly got colder. Kanan felt like he was suddenly dipped in water on Hoth.
Something was very wrong.
So sorry this is short. I didn't know how I could continue this without rambling. My Saturday update will most likely not be a Saturday update. I will probably post again on Monday time permitting.