Broken

Consequences

Sabine's P.O.V

I sat, curled up, on my bed. The darksaber sat on the table below me. Chopper opened the door, and I looked at him.

Chopper whopped.

"A meeting, huh? And everyone's there." I looked down, and brushed my hand over Chopper as I left the room.

I walked to the main room, and took a deep breath before I walked in. The whole crew was standing, or sitting, around the room. Except Ezra. Mon Mothma was there, probably to 'give up permission' to go on a mission.

"Sabine Wren, lets you an I talk." She said, waving her hand around like a lunatic.

"It's, let's talk..." I narrowed my eyes at the ugly embarrassment.

"No, it is not Lady Wren." She raised her chin.

"My name is Sabine." I clenched my fist, to stop myself from punching the piece of trash.

"I said that before, and you weren't happy." She gave me a haunting smile, which will haunt my dreams, or should I say nightmares, forever.

"Anyway, why am I here?" I looked across the room to Hera, who was standing against the wall.

"I was thinking about the darksaber. If we could take you Mandalore, we could get them on our side. But the only problem is, is that you will be challenged. You need experience." Hera looked around the room.

"Yeah and it appears that every Jedi, or person who knew combat like that is dead or was taken..." I looked down, thinking about Ezra.

"Yes, Ebony and Kanan are dead. But Ezra is still alive." Hera looked down. "We just need to break him out.

"No use. We've tried it many times, as you can tell, but it failed. He went there to let us escape, so we are going to raise an army and bust him out!" I looked up. "So we're going to need Mandalorians! Their the best chance we've got!"

"I agree. We will go to Mandolore, and get that army. You just need a little training..." Hera smiled.

"I can help, Captain Syndulla. I have a teenage show off called Luke Skyfaller." Mon Morthma cut in. "I mean Luke Skywalker..." She corrected herself.

"Okay, he is important how?" Gets looked at her.

"Oh, he isn't. He just knows how to use a flashy blade..." Mon Mothma shrugged.

"So he is basically useless other than that?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Yeah. He's a very useless teenager, along with his friends. The most useful out of the lot is Leia Organa." She shrugged.

"Oh, yeah, I hate her. I have a feeling she had something for Ezra..." I shook my head. "You know how tempting it was to crush her skull?" I looked at her.

"Yeah. I get the feeling towards you." Mon Mothma smirked.

"Well it's tempting to do the same to you RIGHT NOW!" I yelled.

"Calm down." Hera looked at me. "Get Luke Skyfaller to come here to train Sabine." She looked at Mon Mothma.

"Okay, and its Skywalker by the way." Mon Mothma corrected Hera.

"Oh, yeah, sorry." Hera giggled.

A/N

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. There's 10 chapters left of this section. I love the end of this section, I hope you will too! The next two chapters are based a lot around Ezra, so we will be seeing a lot more of him! Tonight I'll be watching resistance episodes 3 and 4. Please vote on this chapter!

-Lion