"What does that mean?" Thrawn asked, still confused.

"Just get out of the bed."

"Yes, sir." The chiss answered and Ezra thought he sensed an angry look in those red eyes.

Beep! We didn't have a lot of time to chip him so you might have to use the force a bit to keep control. Whoop! Chopper answered, noticing the look as well.

"So he's basically only half confused."

Chopper beeped a yes.

"Ok then let's dewit." Ezra replied and stood up a bit straighter. "Ezra was never a good actor I hope Tekara's a better one." He emptily joked.

Beep!

"Well if the blood is making you sick stop looking at it, and droids can't get nauseous."

Whoop! Beep. Boop.

"That's it-" Ezra started, but was cut off with the sound of the doors sliding open and two people walking in.

"My my this is a mess." Cartre said, with a frown. "I'll get some droids to clean this up asap Lord Vader."

Vader ignored the man and the bodies.

"It's a surprise to see you here, Tekara." Vader addressed him, coldly.

Surprising Ezra didn't want to run, he didn't want to run away from his problems again. This was his chance to make a difference.

"Why would it be a surprise? I'm here with my Master." Ezra tried to play dumb and gestured to Thrawn.

"I don't have time for games, boy. I already know what has transpired here."

Ezra gulped and his hand went to his saber. "Then why aren't I dead?"

"Lord Vader, sir." Thrawn spoke up.

"You have no right to speak, Thrawn. This whole operation we are standing in isn't authorized by the Galactic Empire."

Cartre looked like a guilty loth cat after it had peed in the house.

"Give me a chance to explain." Thrawn protested.

Ezra started slowly taking steps back to the door. Vader didn't say anything, just put up his hand. Ezra was then pulled by an invisible force off his feet and forced on his knees in front of Vader.

He must of signaled some troops with his comm link, because then a group of stormtroopers walked in.

"Take Thrawn, this pitiful excuse for an imperial," Vader addresed Cartre, "and the droid. Lock them up on my ship and I will deal with them accordingly."

Beep! Beep! Boop! Chopper frantically whooped, and started to try and roll away.

"What do you want with Chopper?" Ezra snapped, trying to break free of the darkness holding him in place.

"You know why I want him."

"It's Chopper's own forcing fault that he controls Thrawn."

The stormtroopers grabbed Thrawn and Cartre.

Another one grabbed Chopper from behind and shut him off. Resulting in a very unforceful word coming out of his circuits.

"Hey hey you can't do this I will tell the Emperor on you Darth." Cartre protested, but was dragged away anyway, kicking and screaming.

Thrawn went quite easily, simply because he didn't know what was going on.

"Are we going to get ice cream, momma?" Thrawn deliriously asked the stormtrooper holding him. Ezra could sense the trooper trying not to crack up under his helmet.

"You can't take, Chopper." Ezra said and pulled out his saber, ready for another fight, watching the trooper get further and further away with his friend.

"Save my time and stop now. I have other more important matters to attend to. This was an extreme waste of my time. I trust you will take care of all these people here, Tekara."

Ezra was quite taken aback by his words. "Why are you letting me go? Just kill me I don't have anything to live for. Sabine is better off without me, the galaxy is better off without another sith." He directed the last part, right at Vader's cold mask.

"See that's where you get it. It's much more a punishment to let you live then kill you. You will hurt your friends, your family and you can never change the fact that you are a monster." I also don't have the time to deal with my old apprentice, I have a more important person to find.

A son.

Ezra was surprised, even he could read it. He was an impressive mind reader, but this is Vader and Vader has no thoughts.

***

Meanwhile...

"CHOPPER!" Hera yelled. "WHERE ARE YOU?"

"I don't think that's working, Hera."

"I'm not leaving without my droid."

"We need to get out of here."

"NOT WITHOUT MY DROID!!!!"

"Ok geez calm down."

***

Without another word, the Sith Lord left the medic bay, leaving Ezra alone with his thoughts and a bunch of dead bodies to burn.

Ezra put his hand up to his chest.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

He was still alive.

"CHOPPER!" He yelled out uselessly and collapsed onto the floor. "It's all my fault, it's all my fault I lost another member of my family."

"It's all my fault..."