It's been a month since Ezra has joined and Hera has been thinking about updating the medical files. She sets up the Med Bay for all check ups and calls over the comms to report to the Bay. One by one, they file in with Ezra last. She turns to them on her spinning chair and said with a smile, "Ok I'm just updating some files and I need to give you all check ups. Who's first?"
Before anyone could speak though Ezra interrupted saying "Wait, What's a check up?" They all turned towards him in shock, not believing what was just said. "Are y'all going to stare or explain?" Hera snapped out of it,"It's where I check a few things over with your body like your heart and blood pressure." He nodded in understanding and Zeb smirked "I believe the Kid just volunteered." Hera smiled and wavered him over. He glared at Zeb but went over non the less. He went and waited next to the table waiting for what she was going to do. She waved him over to a box and pointed at it. "What do you you want me to do with a box?" She chuckled and said "Step on" he gently stepped on it and waited for her to tell him to step off.
Hera waited for the scale to finish up adding and when it did, she was left in confusion. She looked at the teen and said "That's not right. Your not 43 pounds." He stood there confused by the weight number, thinking that was good?
She put down her clipboard and stood from her chair. She grabbed Ezra under his arms and gently picked him up onto her hip making her gasp.
Kanan and Zeb came over confused but when Hera passed Ezra to Kanan in the same position, he too gasped in non belief. He passed the kid to Zebs waiting arms as he gasped as the rest. He stared at the kid with wide eyes, "Don't you eat?!?" Ezra nodded his head side to side. "What does that even mean?" Kanan asked as Zeb put Ezra down. "I'm still on street schedule. Eat twice a week but I'm still trying to break it." Hera nodded and sat down with her clipboard again, writing down the new facts. She waved to the table for him to sit down on and he went to sit. She came over with a stick and stuck it down his throat making sure of no redness or irritation. She then moved on to his ears, checking for the same thing. She was about to move into his eyes when he said "Wait, before you do my eyes, I need to do something." She nodded and he went to the fresher.

Two minutes later, he came out but he was different, making all of them gasp. He had his hands out in front of him but what stood out the most were his big eyes. The sapphire blue turned into an amazing, mesmerizing, electric blue with a black rim around the iris. He stared straight ahead and hopped up onto the table again. Hera hadn't looked up from her clipboard and when she heard him hit the table, she looked up at him only to gasp as she has already many times.

They seem to be doing that a lot with this check up.

She leaned forward in her chair and said "Are those your natural eyes?!?" He nodded sheepishly looking forward. "What did you do to make them that color? You had a sapphire blue before." He blindly picked something out of his pocket and said "I was born blind so I wear these contacts to let me at least see shapes." She nodded and wrote the new notes on the growing list. But she had one more question, "Why do they change the color then?" "When I was younger and still had my parents, the other kids and street rats actually made fun of my eye color. Saying stuff like those are ugly, are you a freak? And crap like that so I got those." Hera nodded and glanced behind Ezra to the other members, all having a face of pity and sadness.
She then had to ask stupid questions but she wanted some answers.
"What color is your natural hair?" "Bright blue but I have a spray in " Sabine interrupted curiously and said "Go take it out, I want to see" He nodded his head and left.
A few minutes later his comes out with the hair he said, a bright blue. Sabine voiced a thought "Is this dyed too?" He shook his head and said "Nope. Got it from my Dad. He's hair was straight blue but never asked why we have BLUE hair instead of normal colors." They all chuckled and Hera wrote it down. "When's your birthday?" He looked down, mood darkening.
"I have the most stupid birthday. The day the Empire declared they won was when I was born. So Empire Day" they sat there in stunned silence. Kanan cleared his throat and Hera quickly wrote it down. "I'm sorry I have to ask these two questions but who were your parents and when did they die?" Ezra took a deep breath and said "My parents were Mira and Ephraim Bridger aka The Voices of Freedom. They were killed on my seventh birthday" Hera shook her head and wrote it down. "Allergies?" He groaned and threw his head back "I hate allergies. Ok I'm allergic to wool, peanut butter, chocolate, pollen, eggs, milk, and cantaloupe." She chuckled and wrote it down. "When were your last shots?" He tilted his head in confusion and said "What shots? Do you mean like stitches because I don't use shots" She gasped and said "You don't use pain killers?" He shook his head, "They were never available so I did the old fashion way." She shook her head and stood up and got standard shots for his age.

After five minutes of sitting while getting about ten shots, he was finished. "How did you not flinch? You literally got ten shots?" Sabine asked. He shrugged, "They feel like pricks to me." Hera went back to her chair and said "Ok I need you to take off your clothes except your boxers." He jumped off and said "Way to be blunt."

He took off his jacket and gloves first, showing his scarred fingers. He then took off his jumper showing his bony arms and orange T shirt, scaring the others what they were going to see. He slowly took off his pants showing a pair of navy blue boxers and short skinny legs with more then a few scars. He looked each and every single one of them in the eye. "You will not flip out. What happened is in the past." He didn't wait for their answers and took off his shirt showing his reason. His whole body was covered in scars, from head to toe. Not even to mention they could count every bone in his body.

He quickly walked over to the table again and hopped up. With his back to the others, they could clearly see belt and whip marks. But they could even see some words, 'freak', 'brat' to name a few. Sabine had to look away because of the horrid sight of the marks and the fact his shoulder blades were treating to break the skin because of malnourishment.
Hera quickly wrote down notes from her side seeing burns, blaster marks, and a few wronged stitched. She brought out a stethoscope and listened to his heart. A calm heart was heard and she wrote it down quickly, wanting to wrap it up.
Picking up the wrap for blood pressure, she wrapped it around his bony skin. Seeing a low pressure, she passed him a protein bar. He made sure he could eat before he took a bite. She grabbed a needle and tube but before she able to put it in, Ezra turned and faced the others.
While Hera did his blood work, he asked The crew, "Any questions?" Sabine nodded "Your parents are The Voices of Freedom?" He nodded his head. "Is that how your parents died?" She asked before she could herself. He nodded again and replied "The empire traced them back to our home and my parents already knew they were tracked. My mum pushed me into a closet and the bucket heads came in. They raided the house looking for the set up where they transmitted the broadcasts. But they didn't find it instead... they found me. They held me down and made me watch my parents be killed. When they let me go, they already had everything gone and left me there."
"Ok that's enough questions" Kanan interfered. Ezra shook his head "Nope, y'all deserve answers." They nodded hesitantly, not wanting to upset the teen. "Where did you get the whip marks?" Zeb asked cautiously. "The first time was because of my uncle. He took me in for a few weeks after my parents died. He didn't really like the fact that I was against the Empire, he even worked as an officer. So when he was mad, lets just say his belt and knife were his best friends. After about a year of that, I ran away and later found out he was killed for holding a fugitive. I then went out to the streets but with my bad luck, I was captured at the age 11 by a... umm... slave master. He wasn't to kind with his whip and other tools which is the story behind many of them. I stayed there for two years and helped other kids escape but I then eventually left and two years later I'm here."
The crew stood there in shocked silence, not wanting to believe their ears.
Ezra cleared his throat.
The crew shook their heads and looked back at the kid. Hera suddenly voiced a question from her position, "Why were you born blind?" "Um Both my parents were blind and I guess it was passed down to me." Sabine spoke next, "You said something about a street schedule, what do you mean by that?" Ezra nodded his eyes still staring straight once in a while shifting "When your on the streets, you basically don't eat is what I would say. If your extremely lucky, and I mean like Empire-overthrown lucky, you eat four times a week and not meals, snacks. Well I wasn't one of those 'surprisingly' and I only ate two times a week. I would have been able to eat more but I always found kids, younger than they should be, and always gave them half of my portion. I remember a pair of twins girls, Avery and Sydney. I found them by my parents house.  They died an hour later right by my side because they had nothing to eat for months. I had to bury them by the cemetery. So I swore to myself if I can help a kid on the streets, I will, no matter what." The crew looked down with stained faces. "How old were they?" Kanan asked hesitantly. Ezra let out a breath. "Five, at most." 

They say in silence as Hera finished and put the blood tests in the machine. Kanan suddenly said "Hey test his midichlorian count as well" Hera nodded and typed it in.
A second later, a beeping was heard. Hera looked over the piece of paper it printed and gasped. "Well apparently your O negative which is great and Kanan I'm pretty sure your going to want to see this."  Kanan walked over and looked down. He gasped in shock, "You stronger than me!" Ezra chuckled at his Master "How many?" "21,125! I only have 14,111!" The crew laughed at his reaction.
After wrapping up his check up and pulling his clothes back on, Ezra waved at the emotional crew and walked out to do what he wanted. Hera turned from the computer where she was putting in records and said mournfully, "I've never seen such a generous, sweet, sarcastic boy. And he's from the streets." They nodded as they smirked. But it quickly fell as the tension settled in, leaving a pit at each stomach.
"Yeah, but one things for sure, we need to protect this boy. If the Empire gets their hands on him, let's just say we've basically handed over our only fighting chance." Kanan said sternly. But Hera slightly glared in his direction, "We also need to protect him because once he joined this crew, he became part of our family."
Sabine and Zeb nodded while Chopper spun and warbled, making the others jump at his sudden appearance.

Here's an extra long one because I haven't updated in a while. I was surprised by a cruise with my friend and I've been trying to finish this chapter! I hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to comment opinions, it would be much appreciated! Bye bye!!☺️☺️

-Momo