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Chapter 36

   Run.

   Do not look back.

   Kanan is fine.

   He'll be okay.

   Those were my thoughts as Sabine, Cornelius, Tua, and I ran through the dead trees. Through the depths of the darkness once again splitting paths with Kanan. I can't believe I left him again. This forest is truly the hot spot for evil. It deceives, clouds all your thoughts and replaces it with fear. It makes you go crazy and insane.

But the ones that haven't gone mad...are the ones who don't survive. I truly believe that the longer I stay in here, the more I feel myself being pulled into depression and madness. Like I'm lost and have no way to return back.

"Ezra!" I tripped over something and immediately snapped out of my thoughts. I stood, heavily breathing for air to enter my lungs as my shaky legs tried to keep me up. My eyes didn't want to look up from the ground yet. I felt so much weight being put down on my shoulders like I was going to fall again.

My stomach churned so I had to lean against the closest tree. I felt my myself burn up and hands tremble vigorously. I felt sick.

"You don't...look so good...Subject Pipsqueak," Cornelius said, still trying to catch his breathe. I didn't say anything and kept staring out into the trees. Something was watching us. Waiting. Learning.

That might be the start of my insanity fiasco or we truly were being followed by something. It felt like it almost was...connected to everything in the forest. Everything evil and vile. Including me. It brushed against my mind everyday since the 'big change.'

The bad voice.

It was here. Physically and mentally knowing my every move and step. It knows I'm here. And it sure is to keep a close watchful eye on me.

I know it wants me for purposes that are still yet to be solved but, I have a hunch that it isn't a good thing.

   "Where are we even going?" I asked, finally finding my voice. Cornelius and Tua both looked at me.

   "To see an old friend of mine," Cornelius said, joyfully.

   "Is he as loony as you?" Sabine asked, crossing her arms.

   "Subject Hothead, it's not a he but a she and it's not nice to call people names," Cornelius corrected. Sabine huffed and rolled her eyes.

"But no, she is very wise and can help us get out of this pickle we seem to be stuck in."

   We quietly began to walk through the trees and kept an eye out for anything out of the ordinary. I'm surprised we were able to escape without being followed. But why?

Why is it so quiet? I thought there would be more Infected or something chasing us. Where did the massive groups of Infected that were at the...bomb fire go? Where are the cannibals, murders, and crazy people groups?

Something was up and I wasn't liking the fact that it was quiet. Or maybe the forest was messing with our minds? A trap? Ambush?

"Come...closer."

I held my breath and gulped down my fear when hearing the voice. The cold voice. The evil in my head. It wants me but I resisted its temptation to grab and hold onto me.

"Go away," I muttered under my breath angrily.

"Ezra, are you okay?" Sabine asked, worried. I didn't answer her and kept my head low.

"Come...to...me. Let me control you!" It yelled the last part. I held the side of my head in pain and bit down on my tongue so no sound came out.

"Ezra," Tua spoke up.

"MINE!"

I yelped and gripped my head tightly. I clenched my teeth and stumbled on my feet. It hurt like no tomorrow and I could slowly feel the darkness try to engulf my mind.

"Ezra! EZRA!"

The voices echoed but I wasn't listening. My mind was being corrupted by the cold and I had to fight back. I had to keep whatever it was from taking control.

"Ezra."

I gasped and opened my eyes, looking around. That voice. It sounded so familiar. It wasn't the cold voice that wants to control me but...someone else. A sweet voice in a way yet, I could still feel the darkness brush against my soul and pushed the warmth away. I was afraid of it. Scared of it.

"Ezra. I'm waiting."

Then the voice disappeared.

My sister's voice.

"Erica," I muttered.

"Ezra, look at me. What's going on and who the heck is Erica?" Sabine said, shaking my shoulders. I was looking at the ground for a moment before slowly raising it to meet worried brown eyes.

My mouth was dry and hoped that the look on my face would give her a sign. I didn't want to talk at the moment but I don't think she caught on. So I shook my head and moved back down the trail with crossed arms and head bowed feeling lonely all of a sudden.

"Are we almost there, Cornelius?" I asked, rubbing my arms as if the cold didn't leave.

"Just one hop and a skip away," he said, grinning. I silently nodded, glad we were almost there...I think. I can never tell with this old dude. Deep down though, I knew he was saying we were almost there.

My hunch was right when we came up to a wall of vines and Cornelius pushed them away to reveal an old metal door. He knocked on it making a loud banging noise. A slot on the door slid open and eyes peered through. A deep voice asked for a password.

"Ah, come on Fred. You know who I am," Cornelius said.

"Password," the voice repeated, irritated.

Cornelius sighed, then said, "Rising from the flames."

The door opened and we walked into the building. The guy with the deep voice was gigantic and looked like he could do harm with only a finger. I walked passed him and down the dimly lit hall.

"What is this place?" Sabine asked.

"My friends place," Cornelius said.

"Do you know anything?" I asked Tua but she shook her head 'no.' We soon came into a room with all sorts of soldiers and workers. Computers littered the area and in the middle was a table with a map of the area.

"Ezra! Sabine!"

I looked over to see Hera and Zeb come over with smiles on their faces. A woman followed slowly behind. I couldn't help the smile on my face when seeing the other two. It's been to long if you ask me.

What I wasn't expecting was arms wrapping around Sabine and I, pulling us into a hug. I relaxed into the hug and let the scent of oil fill my nose letting me know that Hera was real. She was alive and here hugging Sabine and I.

"Are you two okay? Are you hurt?" Hera asked, worried, pulling back and checking to see if we were okay. I was glad Sabine spoke up because I don't think I could utter a word at the moment.

"Yeah, we're okay. I don't think I would be here if pipsqueak here didn't help me," she said.

"Hey, watch it Hothead," I replied, finding my voice. Hera seemed confused with the nicknames but smiled nonetheless. Zeb lightly punched me in the arm with a giant grin on his face.

"Well, I'm glad you both are okay and...getting along?" She questioned. My smile widen more until looking over at the strange looking woman, smiling.

Her presence was calming and relaxing. Purple wise eyes carefully watching us. Skin a strange dark orange and hair as white as snow with a blue tint. Her lips a puffy red.

She wore a red shirt with no sleeves and brown pants with a black belt. Can't forget the black boots.

Hera must of seem my curiosity for the woman.

"This is Ahsoka Tano. Ahsoka, this is Ezra," Hera introduced. Ahsoka smiled and raised her arm to shake my hand. I reached out and shook it.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ezra...," Ahsoka...said? Her lips didn't move at all. Was that her power? Telekinesis.

"Bridger, it's nice to meet you too," I replied, pulling back.

Her eyes widens along with Hera's in surprise. I looked at both of them with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" I asked.

Hera laid a hand on my shoulder, saying, " I think we should go and talk...in private."

I slowly nodded and we went to an empty room. It was just the three of us and a little girl with blond hair and light brown eyes. We stared at each other for a while until she broke our staring contest and went back to coloring.

Ahsoka smiled at the little girl.

"You want to say, hi?" Ahsoka asked her. The girl shook her head and went back to coloring. Yet, I felt something strange brush against my mind.

Like we were connected.

I ignored that crazy thought and looked back at Hera and Ahsoka.

"What are we going to talk about?" I asked, a bit nervous.

"Ezra," Ahsoka started.

"We knew your parents."

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