The blind monk, the armored, war- weary veteran with a huge gun, and the fourteen year old boy who not only stowed away on a star destroyer, but brought it down, rode on camels for about an hour through the arid environment of Jedha. Ezra could feel that the light-side of the force was strong with this planet. He'd asked Chirrut Imwe if Jedha was the home world of the Jedi, and he'd said no. That honor went to Ach too, a planet of lush green islands, where the first Jedi temple had been built. Jedha was named after the Jedi, and had been the headquarters, if you will, of the Jedi Order before a Sith Army on Coruscant was defeated. Their temple, except for the lower levels, had been destroyed, and a new Jedi temple built over it, to signify light suppressing dark. Afterwards, it was decided that this dwelling place, and the planet it was on, would be the home base for the Jedi. The Jedi had moved their base of operations several times to several planets; Achch to, Tython, Ossus, Illum, they even took over Exar Kun's Massasi Temples, after they defeated him of course, and remade them into Jedi Temples.

They at last came to what looked like a two hundred-foot termite mound. It had been designed to look that way, so as to ward off Imperials. Baze Malbus got off of his camel, walked up to the base of it, and knocked on it's mud brick door.

" What is the password," a Voice said from the other side.

"The force controls us, we don't control it," Baze replied, not at all believing those words. The door opened, and there stood a turquoise Feeorin. He looked at a certain Lothal orphan questioningly.

"Hello there Nemo, this is Ezra Bridger, a native of Lothal. He stowed away on a Star Destroyer coming here. More importantly than that, he discovered a sinister project of the Empire's, and actually managed to bring down the vessel!"

Nemo audibly gasped and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He gave an incredulous look to the blue-haired orphan.

"We wouldn't have believed it either, if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes," Baze Malbus spoke up. Then his blind and still-faithful-to-the-force companion, Chirrut Imwe added, "The force is with him."

"Imperial incompetence is just as much,if not more, to blame for my success," Ezra interjected.

"Tell everyone to come out of there, and I'll explain it to them."

All three adults complied with the teenagers demand. They hollered for everyone to come out of the colossal termite mound, and everyone heard them due to the air holes in it. It took about seven minutes for the mound's 500 hundred inhabitants to safely exit the humble abode. Once they did, Chirrut quieted them down with his hands and gave Ezra the floor.

Ezra Bridger gave them his name first. Then he divulged his parents names, Mira and Ephraim Bridger. He explained to his new comrades that his parents had secretly broadcast anti-Imperial messages, from a radio station in their basement. Despite their best efforts, eventually they were discovered, and arrested by the Empire. This arrest wasn't official; Imperial "arrests rarely were. His parents like so many Imperail dissidents, had simply vanished one day. Chirrut and Baze, who'd been standing next to the boy, each put one of their hands on his shoulders as a small comfort. 6 years later, he'd decided to leave Lothal and see the rest of the Galaxy. He explained, in detail, how he'd emptied out a weapons crate, been brought aboard the ship, crawled through the air vents, reached the Bridge and heard of the Empires sinister project. The Jedha freedom fighters were visibly alarmed, and anxious when Ezra repeated the Sadistic Imperial officer's words about a weapon that functioned as a giant lightsaber, and how it could do to a planet what was done to a person. It was, without a doubt, a weapon of mass destruction. They were exceedingly astounded and impressed, when he explained how, using an Imperial schematic and bombs, disabled a Star destroyers life support system, piloted a tie fighter, shot up a hangar, landed the fighter, and last, but certainly not least, caused the destroyer to crash vertically and explode. They murmured amongst themselves.

" This kid is really bad ass!"

"For a child to do all that, it's unheard of!"

"I know pilots that couldn't bring down a cruiser"

"It takes years of experience to fly and plant bombs, and he does it in seconds. It's kind of scary."

"This child can help us show the Galaxy that hope isn't dead."

"My friends," Chirrut Imwe spoke up, silencing the blabber.

"It was the will of the force that Ezra Bridger accomplish what he has. People with skill and powers fail and die constantly. The force decides our fate. We don't use it, it uses us." Ezra was intrigued. He never heard of this particular philosophy from a force user before.

"It was also the will of the force that he discover this terrible project of the Empire's, so that we of the Whills could stop it."

"How are we going to stop a planet destroyer, Chirrut? We have a hard enough to time bringing down regular Imperial weapons and vessels?"

"You know the answer to that question my friend," Chirrut responded. "The force shall show us the way, or will send someone to show us the way. For now, we must rest and meditate. Everyone back inside. Ezra my boy, come with me."

The young Bridger followed the blind fighter through the crowd of resistance fighters, into the termite mound, and after a few minutes of navigating the tunnels, arrived at Chirrut Imwe's room. It was circular, and about two yards wide and six yards long. There were books, water canteens, scrolls, canned foot blankets and a makeshift mattress. Everything was well organized. The fact that Chirrut was blind made it all the more impressive.

" Take 3 long steps back my boy," the blind shaman said kindly. Ezra did as he was told suspiciously. Suddenly, Chirrut charged at Ezra with his staff raised. Though startled, Ezra moved quickly, and dodged with a "Whoah!". Chirrut swung his staff sideways, causing the blue haired orphan to duck. Then he swung at the boy's legs causing him to jump up. The blind Shaman than thrust his staff forward at Ezra, in a stabbing motion, causing him to back up, lose his footing, and fall on his butt. As Chirrut raised his staff for another attack, Ezra thrust his hand out, sending the blind man flying toward the sandbrick wall. His staff embedded it, while he fell on his back. Ezra looked on in utter shock at what he had done.

"It's just as I suspected Ezra Bridger, you are Force-sensitive," Chirrut Imwe explained to his confused guest. Ezra looked at Imwe and thought to himself,'I have the powers of a Jedi.'

"Why didn't you tell me you were testing me?" Ezra said frowning at Chirrut.

"If you didn't believe you were really in danger, your force powers might not have revealed itself," Chirrut patiently replied. Ezra didn't want to admit it, but the man had a point.

"So now what?"

"Now you meditate. Clear your mind of all thoughts. Focus inward, on yourself. The force will provide you with a solution to your and our current dilemma."

" Maybe I should just ask the force to help me," Ezra suggested.

"Yes, that might work," Chirrut agreed. Without another word he walked out of his room to give Ezra space.

The young Bridger sat down, legs crossed, and hands on his knees. He took a deep breath, and spoke to the force. Acknowledging it as the energy-field created by every life form, that surrounded and penetrated all living things in the Galaxy. His parents told him all about that. He explained that the Empire was building a device that would allow the Empire to wipe out whole planets, in order to terrorize the Galaxy into submission. He need to know exactly what this device was called, and people to help him destroy it. He implored the force to help him. Suddenly he heard a voice, disembodied in it's tone.''

"Jyn, my daughter, this is Galen your father. The Empire may have made me work on this genocidal project. But I swear, as sure I as I brought you into this world, I won't let the Empire take planets and people out of it. I will sabotage it, without making it obvious to the Imperials that I have.'

Ezra then heard another disembodied voice, this time female in nature.

"Daddy I don't know where you are, or what the Empire has you working on. But I know you'll do evrything you can to stop it. I also know someday I'll find you. We'll be together again, and together we'll free you and everyone else from. the Empire's grip"

Ezra opened his eyes wide, and then said, "Guys, I know what we need to do!"