Star Wars Rebels One Shots

Brother to Brother

Blasters were firing in every direction, as the Rebels kept pushing to attack the Empire. Sabine ducked down behind a few crates as some troopers fired at her. She looked to Zeb, who fired at one of them. She gave him a small smile when he ducked down himself. 

"You alright?" he asked, shooting at a few more. Sabine shot down another one that was coming closer to get a better shot. 

"Yeah," she replied, "there's too many! We need to get the others and go." Zeb nodded and looked up, hearing the sound of a saber igniting. Sabine looked up too, hope in her eyes. That hope was shattered, it was an Inquisitor. 

"Sabine!" someone yelled. Hera was at her knees, the red blade to her neck. "Run!" Hera looked to Zeb, as they both put their weapons down. A blaster could be felt at the back of each of their heads. 

"Hands up, rebels." Kallus muttered. Zeb growled, quietly replying, 

"Thought you were on our side..."

Sabine watched as she and Zeb were both restrained, thrown on their knees besides Hera. Hera looked to them, worry in her eyes. She scanned over each of them, making sure they were uninjured. She let out a sigh of relief when she realized they weren't. 

"Wait for my signal, then run." Kallus murmured, as he threw Zeb onto his knees. Zeb looked to him, confused, but he trusted Kallus. If he didn't pull through for them, this would be Zeb's own fault. 

"Commander, there are still two more rebels and a droid fighting at hangar bay 12." one of the troopers told the Inquisitor. Kallus walked away without anyone else noticing, planting one explosive on the building behind the group. He could see from the corner of his eye that the two Jedi were fighting stormtroopers, winning as well. Meanwhile, the droid was cowering away in fear behind some crates. Kallus walked back to his position, watching as the Inquisitor gave the  troopers commands. 

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"Ezra, behind you!" Kanan yelled, as he watched his padawan be shot in the shoulder. Ezra screamed in pain and fell to the ground, holding his now bleeding shoulder. Kanan used the force to shove the trooper into a wall, and he closed the doors to the hangar so more wouldn't come for them. 

"Kanan..." Ezra groaned, as his master deflected some more trooper shots. 

"Hang on, kid!" Kanan yelled, as he finished off the troopers. Soon enough, they had some time. Kanan immediately rushed to Ezra, helping the boy sit up. Ezra groaned, as Kanan gently removed the boy's hand from his shoulder. While Kanan put pressure on the wound, Ezra started talking,

"Shouldn't the others..." he paused to take a breath, "be here by now?" Kanan looked around, nodding. 

"We have to trust them, you're shoulder isn't in any state for you to try and help them." Kanan replied, helping Ezra stand. 

"You can still fight," Ezra stated, as Chopper came out of his hiding spot, "Chopper and I can get back tot he ship."

"I'm not leaving you, not now." Kanan responded, as he helped Ezra walked to the door. He sued the force to make sure no one was on the other side. They were in luck. 

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Kanan walked with Ezra, Chopper following them, as they arrived to the remains of a fight. There was some small fires, on the remains of an Imperial building. Rubble was laid out across the landing pad. There were dead stormtroopers everywhere, worst of all, a few puddles of blood, without bodies. Someone must of been carried away, there were drips all along the ground, heading away from the base. Ezra said something that Kanan didn't hear. 

Chopper beeped, replying to the boy. 

"What was that Ezra?" Kanan asked, as he sat Ezra down.