Kanan, Ashoka, and Hera heard Sabine and Ezra shouting at each other outside.
Kanan sighed at the two. “Both of you stop yelling.” They turned to their audience. “Thank you. Now, what are you two arguing about?”
This started the argument all over again. While Hera shot him an accusing look, Ashoka stepped forward, silencing them once more.
“If you two are done, I’m sending you on a mission.”
“With him/her?” They asked in unison, pointing at one another.
Ashoka ignored the comment. “One of my more reliable sources has told me of a disturbance in the Outer Rim. I want you two to check it out and report back. Am I clear?”
Sabine glared straight ahead as she flew the Phantom. She couldn’t believe that Ashoka had sent her on a mission with him.
While she was brooding about Ashoka being unreasonable, Ezra was having an internal conflict. He wanted to apologize, but couldn’t form the right words.
He sighed. “I’m sorry. Everything I said, wasn’t true. What you said was.” His sapphire orbs are trained onto his hands.
Sabine turned to look at him, a guilty expression etched onto her features. Before she could say something, the Phantom shook.
Ezra looked up. “What’s going on?”
Her eyes widened. “We’ve been caught in a Star Destroyer tracker beam! It’s pulling us in!”
A tall, solidly built humanoid with blue skin had his back facing Sabine and Ezra. Thrawn turned, red orbs studying the duo. “Well, look at what we have here. Ezra Bridger and Sabine Wren.”
“Who are you? How do you know us?” Sabine questioned.
“I’m Grand Admiral Thrawn. As for how I know you, your rebel crew are quite … famous throughout the galaxy.” A cruel smile rested upon his lips. “Take the girl to a cell, but first, give the boy his ‘medicine.’”
Captain Pellaeon nodded. He made his way over to the desk. He took out a syringe full of clear liquid and squirted a little into the air. Ezra’s captors held him down as Pellaeon came closer. He tried, in vain, to free himself.
Thrawn watched in amusement while Sabine watched, helpless, as the man injected the liquid into her friend that caused him to fall limp.
Sabine’s eyes widened. “What did you do?”
“Oh, nothing to worry about. He’s just in a semi coma. Now, take the girl to her cell,” said Thrawn
“Take the boy to one of the cells on the other side of the ship.”
Sabine groaned. “How does Ezra escape so easily?” The thought of her friend made her sigh. Chaos outside her cell interrupted her thoughts.
The doors swooshed open revealing Ketsu Onya. “Sabine.”
“Kets-?” Ketsu cut her off by dragging her out. “We have to get Ezra!”
“I’m sorry, but we can’t.”
Sabine wanted to argue; the alarm told her otherwise.
Sabine and Ketsu just finished explaining what had happened when Ashoka stood, determined “We’ll find him.”
A dismal silence followed.