Rebel Base, Atollon, 0938, 3278 LY
Ezra was a terrible Padawan, or at least that's what he thought. He got Kanan blinded, smacked him with a crate, and failed at meditation. He wanted to be the Padawan his Master deserved, but he just wasn't. Maybe Kanan just put up with him because there were no other Jedi to do so. Maybe he was just a burden, unwanted by anyone he came into contact with.
The Padawan put his arms on his knees, putting his head in his arms. Maybe Kanan didn't want him. Maybe nobody wanted him. Dimly, he felt Kanan on the other side of the door, sitting down. Ezra quietly sobbed into his arms, not wanting to alarm the already protective older man. After a minute, he got up, wiping the tears off his face, going over to the door, sliding down onto the floor, feeling his Master on the other side of the door.
Kanan finally briefed, ''Hera has an op for us if you're up to it. Blow up an Imperial garrison.''
Ezra stood up, opening the door. ''Yeah,'' he responded, eyes glittering. ''What could go wrong?''
ESTÁS LEYENDO
1 | Star Wars Rebels: Beginning Of The End (completed)
FanfictionPreviously known as "In the Two Years" Takes place after ''Twilight of the Apprentice'' in the two-year gap between then and season three. All rights go to Lucasfilm. I own nothing. This is only fan-made.
