Ezra's POV
I opened my eyes to find myself strapped in some sort of...thing. It looked like the same thing that Kanan was strapped in when he got captured by the Empire. I felt stiff; it felt like someone stunned me by a blaster. I looked at myself and found myself bloody and bruised up. I had never been this injured before. I shouldn't have gone to my tower in the first place. But I wanted to clear my mind.
Suddenly the door opened and Darth Vader came in. I found out his name when they found me. His breathing was really loud.
"And you are?" he asked coldly.
"Jabba the Hutt." I said.
"Your lying." he said as he slapped me.
"Fine! It's Ezra. Ezra Bridger." I finally said.
"And do you realize why your here?"
"I don't know."
He stared at me through his helmet, which I don't understand why he has a helmet in the first place.
"Your here because I know that your a Jedi." he said.
"What, you got some sort of criminal record on me?" I asked coldly.
"You will fall to the Dark Side....eventually." he said as he closed the door.
I rubbed my cheek on my shoulder. He hit me where my scar was back with that final showdown with the Inquisitor. It was bleeding a little bit. Is this how Kanan felt when he was captured? He must have been tortured more then I was right now.
"Ezra....."
"Kanan?"
"Thank God your alive!"
To be continued....
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