Me First Star Wars fan fiction… This story is heavily influenced but Sins007 story The Apprentice's Bond I highly suggest the story and it is absolutely amazing so check it out! This is before the event of Malachor, but after the Grand Inquisitors death.

Star date 5 BBY Centaxday, Empire day

Blaster shots were going forth. An Imperial scout and a mandalorian traded shots with six or seven stormtroopers. They had gathered the intel they needed about next months Imperial cargo routes. Now they just needed to escape the stormtroopers who were after them.

"This has to be the worst birthday present ever Sabine, just in and out you said, wouldn't be hard you said, TRY SAYING THAT WITH A SQUAD OF STORMTROOPERS ON OUR TAIL" the scout said.

"Stop your complaining and either shoot back or run, and I wish you guys would give me a present like this to me on my Birthday. Try being grateful Ezra" Sabine retorted.

The two ran through the street with a stormtrooper or two appearing at every new turn. Finally though they made it to the rendezvous point. Where the ghost was supposed to be waiting… except it wasn't.

The two looked at each other, then looked behind them as heavy boots could be heard with red blaster shots whizzing by them.

Sabine pushed a crate over and ordered Ezra to take cover behind a pillar.

"Where is the ghost" Ezra yelled to Sabine after taking down another stormtrooper.

"Figuring it out, just keep them off me… SPECTRE 2 where are you?"

Radio silence

"Hera?"

Still nothing

"HERA"

Finally something

"WHAT WHAT DO YOU WANT SPECTRE FIVE"

Sabine groaned and yelled back, "WERE WAITING FOR YOU AT THE RENDEZVOUS POINT"

A sudden silent curse was heard from Hera before responding, "At the moment some Ties got me unable to help you, but you could disappear in the crowd at the parade"

Ezra cursed and complained about Empire day being the worst. He then grabbed a thermal detonator and threw it at the stormtroopers, causing a confusion allowing Ezra and Sabine to escape.

The team ran through more alleyways before reaching the parade, there they split up. Sabine climbed up to some roofs to hide from imperial eyes.

Ezra however had to join the lines of scout troopers. He found a line that was forming and quickly got into line.

The troopers walked to line up with the rest of the stormtroopers. Regular troopers were placed behind the scouts, pilots, or officers.

However something was different today. Instead of a parade of AT-AT and AT-ST troop carriers or speeders, there was a line of… Wait that's the governor, and Grand Moff Tarkin.

But there was something else. Ezra knew this feeling. The cold, the emptiness, like everything happy in the world had been manipulated and tortured to where only the darkness was left.

Ezra found it harder to breath. The whole world was turning upside down. Things were getting dizzy and hard to see.

Someone started to say something towards him. Ezra had to focus, he had to pay attention. Ezra shook his head and focused on the person who was talking to him, he found that he would rather be dizzy, but it was too late.

It was Darth Vader.

"I'll ask once more troopers are you alright" the deep robotic voice said.

Ezra was dumb founded by this. Since when had a sith lord cared about a soldier.

Weakly Ezra answered with, "Y-yes sir, sorry sir, p-please forgive my st-stupidity sir."

Vader looked down into Ezra's helmet like he was staring into his soul, burning his heart in the process.

"Take off your helmet trooper" The dark lord commanded

"W-what?" Ezra replied

"Take Off Your Helmet, Ezra Bridger"

Ezra coughed, how could he know his name. Ezra was about to escape but his throat started to tighten up, and he couldn't breath well. Soon he was choking and on his knees.

"Before you today is one of the rebel leaders known as Ezra Bridger. He thinks he can hide but soon you will see" Vader then spoke to Ezra, "If you want to live boy, then i suggest taking that helmet off"

Ezra choking thought somebody would help him but nobody did. Ezra was losing consciousness so the only thing he could do at this point was captured immediately, or expose himself and run. But either way he was probably dead.

Ezra gripped his helmet, and the choking had loosened but had not stopped, Ezra then pulled of the helmet reaving his recognizable blue hair. His face was red and when Vader let go, he took a deep breath.

Probably a good few dozen troopers surrounded Ezra and pointed their blasters at them.

Ezra cursed himself and hoped Sabine would come to help, but before anything could happen he was coughed and forced to stand in front of Vader.

"You are strong with the force boy, but you lack control, your unstable." The dark lord said.

Ezra spit on Vader's feet. He might be afraid of Vader but he wouldn't show that, at least not now.

An officer stepped in front of Vader and slapped the boy, hard. There was an obvious hand mark on Ezra's face.

"Take him to my ship" Vader ordered an officer.

As Ezra was dragged to the ship, a sudden cloud of color appeared out of nowhere, this had to be Sabine. Multiple Grunts were heard around him, signaling that Sabine had taken them out.

Ezra heard a sudden "clink" and his coughs were off. Ezra looked towards Sabine who motioned him to run.

Ezra ran through the clouds and about a few feet ahead, but he didn't hear another pair of footsteps, When he turned around he saw the clouds start to whisp.

He saw a red light line across Sabine's neck, not piercing it just threatening to.

Ezra's blue bright eyes seemed to pop out of his eyes. Vader had her in his grasp and was willing to kill her.

"Now boy, either come with me willingly, or I'll kill your rebel friend. I'd make your choice boy you don't have much time"

Ezra froze, he looked at Sabine, like he could see her innocent soul. It was his duty as a Jedi to ensure the protection of all life, and only kill when necessary.

"Sabine, tell Spectre 1 that i'm sorry, and that I had no choice."

Sabine was slightly taken aback, but replied with "Ezra no i can't do th-"

"No, your life is worth more than mine… Promise me this one last thing, please!" Ezra begged

"F-fine, ok Ezra" Sabine looked down, at a loss for words.

Ezra looked back at vader. It was still deathly cold and he could feel the anger and hatred reflecting off of him. Ezra took a deep breath and conjured up every piece of bravery he could.

Ezra looked into Vader's red eye sockets on his mask, and stared back with his own bright blue eyes.

"I'll go with you, just don't hurt her" Ezra walked toward Vader and stopped halfway in front of him. Where a squadron of stormtroopers surrounded him and aimed their blasters.

Ezra offered his hands up and allowed the stormtrooper to cuff him.

One stormtrooper than pushed them forward and until he was past Vader, did Vader realise Sabine. Who looked quickly at Ezra before turning to run.

Vader approached the boy, Vader was emotionless but he seemed to be gloating the boy. Then he said the worst words Ezra would probably hear.

The masked robotic figure looked at an officer and with a very terrifying voice said, "Kill the rebel, and take this one to my ship."

Immediately the Stormtroopers and Scout snipers started to shoot at Sabine, at least landing 10 or more shots before she was taken down.

The last thing Ezra saw was her Helmet tumbling onto the floor and her shocked expressionless eyes looking at Ezra. Then Her purple eyes rolling back into her skull and closing her eyes forever.

Ezra fell to his knees, Something started to boil inside. The hate, the anger, the fury.

Ezra crushed the stormtroopers armor with the force killing them instantly, The cuff's were pulled off, his body started to shake, and his eyes, there was a glint of a slightly yellow in those blue lakes.

More troopers came to detain Ezra, but before that Ezra turned around and lifted them in the air as he slowly closed his fist. The troopers throats were squeezed tight.

"How does it feel padawan, the darkness, the anger, the hate…"

Ezra turned around to see Vader standing in what seemed like pride.

Then Ezra turned around, about 10-13 stormtroopers hanged dead, and it was Ezra's fist that had closed them.

Ezra dropped the dead troopers, the sith hint in his eyes gone and back to a bright electric blue. Ezra fell to the floor shaking. The coldness was overwhelming, he couldn't move.

Vader stood over him. The boy was his now, he would manipulate and turn the boy to the dark side.

Troopers ran over with more cufflinks but Vader halted them.

"There is no need for that, the boy is paralyzed. Fetch a stretcher and put him in one of the brigs."

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