3rd Perspective
"So, you guys split up because you guys couldn't work together anymore?" Arruna asked. She was sitting on a wooden chair and had her legs crossed. She, unlike Zander, isn't mad at her.

"Yep, even though I was only thirteen, I took care of myself pretty well," Liz bragged.

"That's the age you told me that mother and father were taken away," Zander whispered. Liz looked at him, with a bit of sadness now.

"Yeah, yeah it was. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

"It's fine, as long as you're safe now, it doesn't bother me," Zander lifted his head. Both of them smiled.

"Go on, finish the story," Seela rushed her, once again.

*Beginning of flashback*

Liz has been taking on anytype of job. Whether it was an assassination, bringing anyone to their knees, anything, she would do it. Yet again, she would only do it, for the right price. Of course, more difficult jobs came when she was a bit older.

When she was 14 she has seen things most people have not. Liz has also met many bounty hunters, a few giving her tips on what to do. Her favorite bounty hunters were Boba Fett and Cad Bane. Liz has met them, not necessarily having a long chat with them, but a few words were enough to make her happy. Even though it seemed as if Bossk were to be her favorite, he wasn't. In fact, Liz hasn't seen him ever since they parted ways.

Liz worked with another bounty hunter that was close to her age, but Liz was 15 when she met her. Liz was also more aggressive and a bit more violent. Not being afraid to decapitate her target or anyone. The bounty hunter she worked with was Ketsu Onyo. (I had too) Of course Ketsu and Liz only worked together for one job then parted ways.

When Liz was 15, she said it was the best age for her. She was getting more respect, and most importantly, feared. Being able to sense if someone was going to attack her from behind or going to shoot her was useful. Even though Liz never questioned why she had a tingling sensation that was in the back of her neck or how sometimes she was able to know what happend next, Liz was thankful for that gift.

Liz also bought a weapon that, yet again, didn't really fit a bounty hunter, but a bounty hunter had one. Liz bought two swords. She only bought them because when she didn't need her bow and arrow for a job, she still wanted something unique with her. Something that bounty hunters don't have with them so, she bought the swords.

With Liz having the two swords now, her look changed again. Liz still had black boots and light brown pants, but had a sleeveless gray shirt. She also wore a small hoodie only going to her shoulders and covering a bit of her chest. Her hands were also covered with fingerless black gloves.

(Looks something like this)

Liz still had the same holster as before and the cloth as well. Her swords were also in the back, except they were hanging from the holster. She didn't really use her swords as much, which Liz didn't mind, there was always room for her bow.

Liz went on being a bounty hunter for a while. Gaining more and more credits every week. Though, since Zander didn't know Liz was a bounty hunter, she had to go to the reunions every year to make sure her family did not get suspicious on where she was. Liz was having fun doing these bounty hunter jobs all over the galaxy. Most of her jobs came from Jabba.

Everything was going great, but a few months after Liz hit the age of 17, things went South.

A Jablogian named Azmorigan hired her to track down and bring him a rather hard target as what he said.

"I want him alive, understood? He and his friends owe me a lot. But since his friends are locked up, just bring me the boy," Azmorigan yelled.

"Well do Azmorigan," Liz accepted the job. She was in his ship, which gave Liz a rather uncomfortable feeling. Liz headed to the ramp. "May I ask you a question?"

"What is it?" Azmorigan got annoyed. Liz turned around, she didn't like his attitude. More so when he talks he spits.

"Why is this guy so, dangerous? And why do you want him alive?"

"Why so many questions?"

"Because, you don't know his name, his friends names, or basically anything. Only his age, his look, and where he possibly is," Liz yelled a bit, she crossed her arms. Azmorigan's guards pointed their blasters at her. Liz got an arrow and readied her bow for shooting.

"He's dangerous because he is a Jedi," he replied, almost in a whisper. Liz lowered her bow, but not completely.

"Jedi don't exist," Liz retorted. She lied, she did know Force-sensitive beings are real. The Empire had many of them called inquisitors, but those aren't Jedi.

"Yes they do, two in fact. But only one now and I need him alive," Azmorigan made a fist.

"Alright, at least tell me where he is. More specifically."

"He spends most of his time on Lothal. Check there first."

"Okay, he is on Lothal, is around 17 years old, has dark blue hair and has electric blue eyes," Liz restated what Azmorigan told her. He nodded and with that, Liz was off. She headed to her ship and typed in the coordinates.

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She arrived on Lothal. It was calm and was the middle of the day, Liz stared into the distance. Only seeing plains and a river.

"Man," Liz thought out loud. "I haven't been here in years."

Lothal is Liz's home, even though she was only there for two years until she was taken away as a slave. Liz shook off the thought of being a slave and continued with her work.

"If I want to capture this 'Jedi' I have to gain his trust. They can sense when they're being lied too," Liz sat on the pilot chair for a while, thinking on what to do next.

'Why did he choose me? There are many more bounty hunters better than me! Oh well, I'm stuck with this one,' Liz thought.

"If I want the Jedi to trust me, then, ugh, I'll have to be his friend," Liz said, disgustingly. "If I knew his name I bet I would be able to get info on him from the Imperial files."

Liz contacted Azmorigan.

"What do you want now?" He screamed, rudely.

"I want to know his name, at least a part of his name that can give me a hint of who he is," Liz pounded the control panel. She will not take a no for an answer.

Azmorigan thought for a few minutes, trying to remember what the Jedi's name is. He only has heard his name one or so.

"I think the Jedi's name was Ezra. Ezra Bridger."

*Ending of flashback*

~I had to include the things I wrote, I couldn't help myself. Hope you don't mind. Another chapter to two left btw.

-ThatSassyPadawan =%=