Hey Everyone! ^-^ So here it is. The final chapter, or at least the alternate ending. I hope you all enjoy!

But before we begin, I would like to give thanks to Slayzar and hardrocker13 for some wonderful advice that helped me with this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars Rebels. That right belongs to Disney.

The Pau'an watched as the small attack shuttle settled atop the building's landing platform. He had sensed the boy's approach not long ago and had decided to meet him out here. All though as his apprentice came closer, The Inquisitor came to realize that the influences he had on the boy's mind had started to become undone. From what he could tell, the boy's mind was in complete and utter confusion.

The back hatch to the shuttle slowly opened to reveal the Wraith. Slowly the two made their way to one another. Though as the Inquisitor inspected the Wraith closely, he could not help but notice the faint cautious expression that flickered in the boy's amber eyes for a moment.

"Welcome back my dear boy."

"Thank you master." Wraith gave a slight incline of his head in respect to the Pau'an.

"I assume you took care of the Jedi and the rebels?"

"I…" Wraith hesitated as he looked away from the Inquisitor. "…I… No master."

The Inquisitor's gaze narrowed and he looked down at his apprentice with a steely gaze.

"Why not?"

"I-"

"Ezra!" Hearing the sudden outburst the two beings turned and found Kanan speeding towards them on top a nearby building with his speeder. Speeding up, the Jedi launched himself and the speeder into the air and jumped the gap between the platform and other building. Quickly landing on the platform, Kanan hopped off the bike and as soon as he hit the ground Kanan igniting his lightsaber and took a stance, ready to fight the Inquisitor off to get his padawan back.

"Ezra get away from him!"

"That's not my name! It's Wraith and I don't follow orders from you anymore!"

"Then prove it boy." Wraith turned to look at his master with a confused look in his eyes. The Pau'an pulled out the boy's lightsaber that was left behind when they got separated. "Kill the Jedi." If anything this would most likely sever any remaining bonds Wraith had to his master and old life, at least that is what the Inquisitor believed. If Wraith killed the Jedi then the dark side would consume him and never let him go.

Hesitantly, if only for a moment, Wraith reached out and grabbed the laser sword. Turning his body around the boy fully faced his former master and ignited the crimson blade.

"Ezra, don't do this. I don't want to fight you."

"Shut up! I don't want to hear any more of your lies ever again!" Wraith charged at the older male bringing his blade down only to be met by the vibrant blue blade.

"No. I, the crew, we care about you. We never wanted to see you hurt." Kanan swiftly spun around to block another attack from the boy, doing all he could to keep from getting nicked by the red blade.

"No! You never cared! You just wanted to use me!" Reds and blues danced across the platform as the two force users battled it out. From a distance away the Inquisitor watched. His eyes were focused intently on the boy watching his every movement. There was something different about Wraith, his dark emotions weren't fueling his actions as much as they should have been.

"Ezra listen to me!" Kanan called out asking, almost begging him to hear him out. "The Inquisitor has done something to your mind. You're not thinking straight! This isn't who you really are!" The Jedi's blue blade was met by Wraith's red one. The two pushed against each other until the young boy suddenly spun his saber around in such a way that it twisted Kanan's blade out of his hands and sent it flying a few feet away.

"I'm done with your lies." Wraith spoke in a dark tone as he pointed the red blade at the Jedi's chest.

"Very good boy, now end it."

Kanan looked on in dismay at Ezra. This couldn't be happening. He had come to rescue the kid and now he found himself staring straight at the cold golden eyes of the boy he once called his padawan.

He watched as the crimson blade was drawn back, ready to strike. Kanan had to think of something and fast. Otherwise he would be dead and Ezra would be forever lost to the dark side.

Suddenly he remembered the conversation back on the bridge, just before Ezra had made his escape. Without a seconds notice he reached out through the force and into the boy's mind. The fog was still there but it seemed lighter this time. Making his way through it, Kanan was met by the familiar mental barrier, but just like the fog it seemed weaker. There were actually cracks within it this time and maybe with them there he could break through.

Wasting no more time he threw himself into the barrier, shattering it instantly. As soon as it came down, Kanan found himself almost overwhelmed with dark energy and emotions. He could feel and almost seem to see Ezra's memories, but just as he thought before they were wrong. The things said and done in them weren't right.

Pushing on as quickly as he could Kanan found the one thing he was looking for. The faint spark of light that still that resided in the boy. Grabbing ahold of it, Kanan began to send out calming and peaceful thoughts through Ezra's mind. Even sharing memories he had with the kid, warm, caring memories.

Slowly the Jedi began to feel the light with in Ezra grow once more, seeming to help aid Kanan's attempts at giving the boy peace and return his mind back to how it was supposed to be.

Ezra stumbled back slightly, the grip on the lightsaber becoming loose and shaky. His eyes stared forward at the Jedi in disbelief. At first it was shock that filled those orbs but then as the true memories began to return, happiness filled them and soon realization as well.

"Kanan…" Tears slowly began to well up in the young boy's eyes and with a loud clang, the lightsaber fell to the ground and deactivated.

The Jedi's heart seem to warm at the site before him. The dark filled emotions surrounding his padawan seemed to dissipate and be replaced the lighter ones that he came to recognize. Looking into Ezra's eyes he couldn't help but give a warm smile as he watched them slowly begin to fade from their amber color to a reddish violet as they seemed to try and return to their original vibrant blue.

Just as Ezra's eyes seemed to convey so much happiness at being who he was again, they soon were replaced with pain and fear as a red light illuminated his features. Kanan and Ezra both just stared at each other in utter shock and horror.

Just as soon as the blade appeared it retracted from the boy's stomach, causing him to clasp onto his knees and nearly fall face first into the cold metal of the ground if it weren't for Kanan being there to catch him.

The Jedi quickly held the boy close as he watched Ezra struggle to stay conscious.

"Come on, kid. Stay with me." Kanan tried lightly shaking the boy's shoulders to keep him awake and look up at him.

"Pathetic really. He would have made a great addition to the dark side." The Inquisitor just stood over the two with a disgusted look across his pale features.

"Don't you dare call him pathetic!" Summoning his lightsaber, Kanan instantly rose to his feet and stood over the boy protectively. He had to end this quick and get Ezra help.

"Wish to join the boy? Very well then." Reigniting his lightsaber, the Pau'an male swung at the Jedi. Kanan immediately brought his own up and pushed back against the Inquisitor. The two opposing blades buzzed and hummed as the two swung at each other.

Though he was fighting, Kanan's mind was also racing as he tried to figure out some way to defeat or at least get Ezra away from the dark side user.

From the corner of his eye Kanan noticed a stack of crates and thought that if he could got the Inquisitor close to it, he could create enough of a distraction that would allow them to get away. However, like most of his plans, it didn't go like he wanted.

The Inquisitor raised his palm up and towards the Jedi, pushing Kanan back and shoving him into the crates, knocking the wind out of him.

Taking the advantage, the Pau'an charged at the Jedi, aiming to take him down while he was caught off guard. But just as he was about to bring his crimson blade down on the man, the Inquisitor was shot sideways and towards the platform's edge.

The two combatants turned their gaze away from each other and to the young boy standing halfway across the landing pad. One hand was outstretched toward the Pau'an while the other clutched over the injury on his lower torso.

From his distance away Kanan could see the strained look both on Ezra's body and face. He was using what little strength had to help his master, his true master. The kid gave Kanan smile before collapsing onto the ground, unconscious.

Kanan quickly turned his attention back to the Inquisitor and charged, lightsaber ready to swing down upon him. The Pau'an swiftly brought up his blade to block, but it did little to help as the Jedi's momentum helped give the final push, causing the Inquisitor to fall backwards and off the edge.

Kanan stood along the edge for a moment longer, and when he finally heard the satisfying thump from below, he turned around and ran to Ezra's side. The kid lied there limply on the cold ground, very little movement came from him except for the uneven rise and fall of his sides.

Kneeling down, Kanan reached out and cradled Ezra within his arms.

"Come on kid," His voice was full of worry and concern as he lightly patted the boy's cheek. "wake up." At first there came no response but the ragged breathing, until finally, Ezra's eyes slowly fluttered open. His now bluish maroon colored eyes seemed to almost have a dull look to them as Ezra weakly looked up at the Jedi.

"Kanan?" Ezra roughly spoke out, his voice coming off scratchy and barely a whisper.

"It's ok, Ezra. Everything is going to be alright." Kanan tried to give the kid a reassuring smile, but even in his tired and weakened state, Ezra could see how truly worried Kanan actually was.

The Jedi's mind raced as he tried to figure out some way to help his padawan. Then he remembered a technique some Jedi used to use. He wasn't sure if he could do it, but what other options did he have? If he didn't try then he could most likely lose the kid and that was something he definitely did not want to happen.

Gently, he laid Ezra back onto the ground, receiving a confused look from the kid.

"Just relax." Was all he told his padawan as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Slowly he began to slip into a meditative like trance.

Taking a few more deep breaths he began to focus on the energies around him and Ezra. His own energy felt strong, warm, and seemed to surround him with abundance. Reaching out through the force, he began to feel Ezra's energy as well. However it felt weaker and even cold.

Focusing, Kanan found the main point where the kid's energy just seemed to fade away into cold nothingness.

Tentatively, Kanan allowed his own energy flow from him to Ezra, wrapping the kid in a warm and comforting embrace. While doing so, the Jedi also focused his main attention on the source of Ezra's waning energy and had his energy flow in and around it.

Slowly but steadily the loss of energy began to decrease until it seemed to Kanan like it had stopped. For a moment more, the Jedi continued to hold his padawan in the warm energy filled embrace. Kanan then slowly to pull away, leaving behind a warm and peaceful feeling.

Taking a deep breath, Kanan opened his turquoise eyes and cast his gaze downward. Ezra's eyes were shut but at least now his breathing seemed to return to what sounded normal. Upon further examination, Kanan noticed that the stab to the kid's stomach healed a bit. It wasn't entirely healed but it was to the point of the later stages of being a scab.

Kanan figured it would leave a nasty scar and probably a bad reminder for the kid of what happened. But he knew that he and the rest of the crew would be there for Ezra. No matter what he was feeling or going through after all this, they would help.

Gingerly, the Jedi picked up the young teenager and brought him over to the Phantom. Opening the hatch, he walked in and unfolded one of the seats, placing the now half-conscious Ezra in it.

Turning around, Kanan went back outside to grab his speeder and bring it into the small attack shuttle. Meanwhile, Ezra just watched him groggily, his mind slowly beginning to possess what was going on. As soon as realization struck him, Ezra's blue-violet eyes widened in surprise and he shot to his feet, but with a gentle hand to the shoulder and a soft smile from Kanan, Ezra relaxed and sat back down. He knew he would get an explanation sooner or later.

Moving away from the kid and to pilot's chair, the Jedi took a seat and closed the hatch just before taking off.

Silence filled the small ship as it flew through the atmosphere. Neither of the two beings knew what to really say. Kanan could feel it, the kid was uneasy and confused, though that didn't come as a big surprise. He had been through a lot and his mind must be all jumbled up with confusion and mixed thoughts.

Soon the Ghost came into view Kanan contacted it over the coms, he called Hera and told her that the kid was back and was mostly alright.

As soon as they docked, Kanan got out of his chair and made his way over to Ezra, who was still seated in his chair, gaze cast downward. The kid did not make a sound or move as the Jedi approached. He just remained still and silent, a soft, yet sad distant gaze in his blue-violet eyes.

Kanan knelt down beside the kid, placing a hand on his shoulder while he waited for Ezra to say or do something. When Ezra finally spoke, it came out in a hushed tone, to which Kanan almost missed.

"What happened?" The kid slowly turned his head to look towards the Jedi, his eyes still holding that soft, distant look. "What did I do?"

Kanan could hear the hurt and pain in the kid's words and in all honestly he really wasn't sure how to answer. And for a long time he said nothing but stared back into those distant eyes.

"What happened was not your fault. We know you never meant it."

Ezra just stared at Kanan for long moment before averting his gaze. He didn't know what to make of it all. His mind felt it had been lifted from a fog, but he wasn't sure what had happened. Everything felt fragmented and confusing. But what he did he see and what he felt, sent chills up his spine.

"Come on kid. I'm sure the others will want to see that you are alright." Kanan lightly patted the Ezra's back as he rose up from his crouch. With slight hesitation, Ezra got up as well.

Making their way out of the Phantom, Kanan noticed Ezra held his head low and his arms crossed in an almost a self-protective manner.

"We all here for you Ezra." The Jedi spoke softly as he placed a hand on the kid's shoulder as they walked over to the ladder that led to the commons below. Ezra gave a quick glance up to his master before turning back and slowly making his descent down to the others.

As soon as he touched the ground, Ezra was practically tackled by the mandalorian as she hugged him. This surprised Ezra, causing him to stiffen and almost back away from the embrace. But just as soon as she hugged him she stopped and backed up a bit.

"Glad you're back." She said with a warm smile as she brushed some of her hair from her face in a slightly embraced manner.

Ezra stared at her with a still surprise expression but soon gave her a smile back, though a small, faint one.

"About time you got your head on straight." Zeb teased, giving the kid a light punch on the shoulder.

Soon Hera came over and embraced Ezra in a warm, almost motherly like hug. And when she pulled back her hands remained on his shoulders as she looked him squarely in the eyes.

"Welcome home Ezra."

A few months have passed since Ezra had truly returned to the crew. At first Kanan had let Ezra take time away from training, do all the things the kid had gone through, but recently Ezra, along with some convincing from Hera, Kanan decided to return to training, but on one condition, Ezra had to start back at the beginning.

Ezra had been through so much and had been in the dark for so long, that Kanan thought it would be best to take this route. At first it seemed like the kid was having trouble with it, but as the days and weeks progressed he continued to strengthen his connection to the light side of the force.

Though he was getting better, there were still parts of Ezra that had yet to return to normal. His eyes had yet to return to their electric blue color, but instead remained at the bluish-violet color. But mainly he was quieter than he used to be. Though every now and then he make a quip as if part of his old self made it to the surface, if only for a moment.

Even though Ezra was quiet, that wasn't what worried Kanan the most. What almost felt like every night, the Jedi could feel his padawan in the other cabin. He could sense the worry and fears as the boy slept. It seemed like whenever the kid got a chance to sleep his mind was overwhelmed with nightmares. All Kanan could seem to do was send calming thoughts and feelings to his padawan. Helping to ease his emotions and bring peace to the kid, if only for a little while. Unfortunately that didn't always work and every so often he would have to go in and wake the kid from his nightmares.

Kanan just hopped with time that Ezra would be able to mend his mental wounds and return to his normal, mischievous self. Even if it took a long time Kanan and the others would be there to help Ezra's struggle through it all.

I hope you all enjoyed my very first fanfiction. I worked hard on it and did some research of a few of the things within this story.

But the main point I want to get to on this story's last author's note is that I am thankful to all you readers. Your comments, ideas, and reviews really made writing this story worth while! :) When I first started I didn't think this story would be all that popular, but you people proved me wrong. So again thank you. You all are wonderful people. :)

So for now this is Tala32 signing off.

And may the force be with you.