Chapter 3: The Absolutely Impossible

Ezra's P.O.V

This Mandalorian was looking to end me once and for all, but I while I did want to get back at her due to her having part in Kanan's death, I had better places to be at this point. I force pushed her, her body going back into the stairs before I pulled her towards me, stepping out of the way as her body went past me. "Don't think you're so lucky, boy!" the Mando said, releasing that same lasso she used on me back on the space station. She tied my body and then pulled me towards her. Having if I didn't have the Force on my side I would have been done for by her sword, ducking beneath her swing and then kicking her right in her groin.

Her sword was dropped in the process. I broke myself free and then back flipped away from her, calling her sword to me with the Force. Until I was able to get my lightsaber back, that is if I'm able to get it back, I had to make due with this weapon. "Nice move, kid. Too bad that it won't save you." Suddenly, my eyes widened as two red, short lightsabers emerged from her wrist gauntlets, quickly hacking and slashing at me. Having if this simple blade wasn't made out of a lightsaber withstanding material, I didn't know what I'd do, but I've been taught to never rely solely on a weapon. I quickly blocked her attacks, striking at her shoulder when there was an opening. She groaned in pain, and then a poof of orange and pink smoke appeared. I may have lost sight of her, but my senses were telling me that she was around here somewhere.

"Goodbye, Jedi!" I heard her voice before blaster shots were fired at me. The Force told me just in time to dodge them, using the it to dash to the side, out of the way. The Mando was making a run for it, heading up the stairs. I chased after her, double timing it. Suddenly, the ground and building shook as I found myself clinging onto a wall. Then the ground shook again, and then again. It looked like a bombardment had begun. I had to get out of here asap, even if it meant making sure this Mando was left behind.

I finally made it to the top, seeing that the Mando was almost at the exit. The ground shook again, and then the building shook harder with it. I clang onto the wall again, and that time I felt pain in my stomach from the cut left on my body earlier from her. "Leaving so soon?" I called to her, pulling her back with the Force and then making a last ditch effort to get out of this building before I went down with it. I was literally at the exit when I felt my shoulder being grabbed onto by the Mando, being yanked back. She was about to stomp my face before I swept my leg and took her down, getting on top of her and removing her helmet, throwing it at her face before I threw another punch. However, it was more like was about to throw another punch.

Her face... something about it somehow turned me on. How? She had tan skin, beautiful chocolate brown eyes, and her hair was cut short and dyed blue with shades of green on the edges. This was one vibrant Mando. Most likely it'll be the only one I'll ever meet that's like that. However, myself being distracted by her looks was a mistake, as the Mando flipped me over, her hands over mine on her sword. Both of us were on the ground, fighting for control over it, the point of the sword pointing right into my eye.

Suddenly, an explosion went off not far from us, and then another. The bombardment was getting closer. The Mando then looked into my eyes, pure anger in hers before she punched me hard in the face, and then everything went black.

Sabine's P.O.V

There was no point anymore about this Jedi. I knocked him out, and he will go down with the bombardment and the prison. I had to get to Tristan as soon as possible and get off this planet. Raising my left wrist to my mouth before I grabbed my helmet and slipped it on, I contacted him, making my way outside as I did so. "Tristan, come in! Where are you?" There was static on the other end. "Tristan?" Static again. "Please don't tell me..." I said to myself. "Tristan, please respond!" Finally, it looked like he came through.

"*static* Sabine *static* all personnel have been evac *static* -jured due to the explosions. I am under debris and... and... it looks like I'm not gonna make it. *static* -ever you do, Sabine, you must *static*" As the last bit of static came through, a huge explosion sounded off, and off in the distance, racing towards me was the bombardment. My brother was gone at this point, but the Jedi was going to be gone as well. However, I was going to be gone as well. The explosion was racing toward me in the distance. A ship was still here, but I was going to be taken down in the explosion with it due to how fast it was coming at me. My mind was racing as I finally decided to do the impossible.

Equipping my pistol, I held it to my chin, slipping the barrel underneath the crack of my helmet. I was extremely hesitant on doing this, but I didn't want to die a brutal death. Ironic considering that I'm the one who killed her enemies in brutal ways. "Mando'ad draar digu aliit. (A Mandalorian never forgets family)"I said to myself before I steadily squeezed the trigger, closing my eyes as the explosion neared me. This was the end of Sabine Wren.

Or so I thought.

I opened my eyes when I felt a force on my blaster. It was the Jedi! What was he doing? He my blaster threw my blaster on the ground and then looked back at the explosion, the look on his face expressing fear. I thought Jedi never had fear. In fact, I thought Jedi never had that many emotions for that matter. No, there was no way he was doing what I thought he was doing. If this was what it was, there was no telling how my clan and my faction would react to such an act, let alone his. I stood there shocked, until the next words that escaped his lips snapped me out of my shocked trance.

"Run! Run now, run like you've never ran before!"

Now he was seriously pushing the boundaries, but I didn't object to what he was telling me. Never had I imagined that this would be the day that history took a bit of a different turn. Turning around, me and the Jedi began sprinting back to the building, doing exactly what he told me. There was only one place that was able to keep us safe. The underground, which was where Tristan and I interrogated both of them. Running back into the building, I took charge of getting us underground.

"Head down to where we interrogated you two! That'll keep us safe!" I yelled over the sound of the explosion traveling.

"Are you crazy?! You're gonna torture me again, aren't you?!"

"Ugh, just trust me on this!" I felt such a huge tremor in my mind. There was absolutely no way that this was really happening. There was absolutely no way that I told him to trust me, trust his enemy.

He didn't say a word and we sprinted downstairs, the fireball of the explosion making its way towards us. "Come on, move!" he told me. I sprinted downstairs with him, the entrance to the cells just two flights down, the fireball hot on our tail. "Keep running! Don't look back!" he ordered, myself picking up the pace even more than I thought possible. The entrance was dead ahead, the fireball getting more and more closer to us. I was unprepared for the next thing that happened.

I got tackled to the ground by the Jedi. My instinct was telling me to fight back, but when he said his next words, I didn't fight back. "Keep your head down!" Planting his body on top of mine, we both felt the immense heat that was rushing towards us. My head was down on the ground, closing my eyes as part of me felt like death was gonna take us, but part of me tried to deny it, let alone try to deny the fact that this Jedi was actually saving me! A scream was the next thing that escaped his mouth, followed by the slamming of a door, and then more screaming. This continued for about a minute as the Jedi was grunting at this point, until, I felt his body relax slightly, but not by a whole lot.

I felt his body get off me, both of us panting. I was extremely stunned, confused, yet thankful. I tried so hard to comprehend what just happened. I can't believe that I'm still alive, and it's because of him. Breathing heavily as I removed my helmet, my face sweaty underneath, I looked at my savior, perplexed. There's no telling how both of our factions would feel about this since it happened. I wanted to thank him, more like had to thank him, but my mind was telling me to kill him now while he was exhausted. As much as I tried to reach for my blaster and take him out, my face still expressing shock and confusion, I didn't reach for it. This was a much different situation than earlier, a situation where a Mandalorian's greatest enemy just saved my life. When these next few words escaped my trembling lips, never have I thought that this was the person that I'd be thanking.

"You-you-y-you... you saved my life. Thank you, thank you so much!"