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bedlamsbardChapters: 14/?
Fandom: Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla
Characters: Hera Syndulla, Kanan Jarrus, Sabine Wren, Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios, C1-10P | Chopper, Ezra Bridger, Cham Syndulla, Barriss Offee, Kallus | ISB-021, Darth Vader, Ahsoka Tano
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Canon-Typical Violence
Summary:
Ten years after she vanished during an Imperial raid on a Twi'lek colony, Cham Syndulla sees his daughter Hera for the first time in a hologram -- now wearing the uniform of an Imperial agent and apparently working closely with a human Inquisitor. All Cham wants to do is to bring his long-missing child home to what remains of her family, but he soon finds that Hera Syndulla is only interested in two things: her duty to the Empire and her loyalty to her crew, a mismatched collection of outcasts brought together by Hera and her pet Inquisitor.
With Cham and the Rebel agent known as Fulcrum in pursuit, a new mission takes Hera and the crew of the Ghost to the planet Lothal, where a chance meeting with a Force-sensitive teenager awakens something long buried in the Inquisitor once known as Kanan Jarrus...and has dire consequences for Hera, their crew, the Empire, and the fledgling Rebel Alliance.
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Ezra was still looking around as he went into the galley, and only had a few seconds to observe that there were plates on the table before a giant purple hand grabbed him by the neck. Ezra shouted, horrified, and tried to twist around in midair. There was a crash from the direction of the living quarters.
“Who in blazes are you?” an unfamiliar voice bellowed near enough to his ears to deafen him.
The door slammed open; Ezra saw Kanan push through, his lightsaber hilt in his hand but the blade not yet lit. “Zeb, put him down!”
Whatever was hanging onto Ezra dropped him. Ezra hit the floor with a heavy thump that rattled his bones – wow, the second time this morning – and scrambled quickly away, waiting until he was pretty sure he was out of grabbing range before he twisted around to see who, or what, it was.
It was the giant purple alien he had seen with Sabine before, even bigger and meaner-looking in person. Ezra felt his eyes widen as Agent Syndulla pushed her way into the room from under Kanan’s arm, a small orange-painted holdout blaster held in one hand. Sabine appeared a moment later, also holding her blasters.
“Is there anyone here not carrying a weapon?” Ezra demanded.