Idea from my amazing friends ilovedolphins101 and VmCdReAmEr
Enjoy my fellow rebels!
*Ezra's POV*
It felt like part of me was torn away, like a twig being snapped in half. I staggered and was forced to use the wall of the Ghost to support myself. I barely heard my friends say my name in worry and surprise. My breathing was shallow, eyes wide and locked on the floor.
"He's gone" I whispered hoarsly.
Silence fell in the common room, everyones gaze on me.
"Kid...what?" I heard Zeb ask.
"Kanan's gone!" I yelled, tears making everything blurry as I snapped my gaze up to the crew.
"He's dead! I felt it! He's gone!"
"No" Sabine muttered, staring at the table, hands curling into fists to stop them shaking.
Zeb's exhaled, eyes closing tightly as he held his bow rifle hilt in a death grip. Chopper warbled in a low tone, his dome bowing. Hera leant against the wall, swallowing down her emotions. I breathed deeply, anger building up inside myself.
"We should've done an assult!" I shouted.
"We could've saved him!"
"Ezra" Hera said.
"We couldn't-"
"This is your fault!" I yelled before realising what I'd said. My rage taking control of my words.
"You were a coward! We could've saved him! We had a chance! I thought he was part of our family?!"
"Ezra that's enough" Hera said.
"I thought you loved him! Or was that all rubbish just like your leadership?!"
I clapped a hand over my mouth, eyes wide. Sabine and Zeb were staring at me, mouths gaping. Hera stood firm, expression emotionless.
"H-Hera...I-I..."
I couldn't speak, couldn't think, so I did the only thing left.
I ran.
I suppose you want a part 2?
Suggestions are open
Star-Wars-Dragons out 🐉
