Ezra's P.O.V

I stood in the entrance way to my room and glared at Kanan. "What's there to talk about?" I asked and tried to keep my ground without looking away from the permanent scar I gave him. I didn't know why I was mad when he should be the one mad at me. I've been avoiding and running away from him for the past two years when all he wanted to do was talk with me.

I felt horrible for doing it for so long but it was for his own protection. I'm a monster that deserves to be locked up in a cage. I don't deserve another chance after everything I had done. "Can you help me to my room and then we will talk," Kanan said and held out his hand. Yet still, he wants to talk with me?! The room went completely silent and I wanted it so I could gather my thoughts.

"Please Ezra," Kanan begged. I have to keep reminding myself that I was just a padawan to him now, nothing more, nothing less. Then Kanan added, "Please......son." I was taken back by this and every muscle in my body flinched then I ran. "Ezra!" I heard Kanan call but I kept running to a spot I found on the base that I go to when I need some lone time.

I've been doing it a lot of being alone at this spot. It helps me gather my thoughts and meditate without any interruptions from someone else. I finally made it and sat down out of breath. I watched the sun set while the huge spiders crawl around looking for their next victim.

   I sighed as I tried to calm my nerves. I ran again, he just wanted to talk but I ran. Why do I even run? Is it to run from my problems? Maybe. Am I mad at him? No. I kept asking question after question in my head until it hit me.

   Am I scared of Kanan? Am I scared of what he thinks of me, of who I was supposed to become, of who I am right now? Yes, that's it. I'm afraid of Kanan thinking of me as a monster that blinded him and the disappearance of Dakota.

   I let out a shaky breath and hugged my knees to my chest. The sun finally set so I got up and walked back to the Ghost. I stopped when I heard footsteps from behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see no one. Then a cold voice whispered something but I didn't catch it. I looked around some more until I finally said, "Who's there?"

   A cold feeling came over me and I heard more noises come from around me coming closer. The voice said something again but I still didn't catch what it said. It sounded like a woman with a snake like voice that's mocking me. I grabbed my lightsaber and ignited my green blade. "Who's there?!" I yelled and looked around, "Show yourself!"

I kept turning in circles to find the source of the voice. It was getting hard to breath and the only light was coming from my lightsaber. The kept getting closer and closer and more snake like, deviously mocking me. The cold feeling never left and my breathing was unsteady. Why was it so hard to breath? Why does it feel so claustrophobic when I'm outside?

Then I froze when I felt something breathing down my neck. My hands were shakily gripping my lightsaber. My eyes widen when I finally heard what the woman with the snake like voice whispered into my ear. "Dustin."

I dropped my lightsaber and it deactivated when it hit the ground. My vision blurred and I fell unconscious onto the ground.

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