Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT MY PUPPY! The peeps who do own SWR seem really nice though, it would be fun to work there especially since animation is the only non-animal related profession I find interesting :D I'm still a little ways away from my first job though, which will most likely be washing dishes at the airport/café behind my house. *Sigh*

Chapter 1

(Robin's POV)

"Ezra! Come on! You're the one who wanted to get out of this tower today!" I screamed into my best friend's closet/bedroom. We didn't have a lot of space in our rundown abandoned tower.

"Alright, alright, I'm up! Jeez Robin!" I heard a voice yell back from behind the door.

My name is Robin Fyrhaer. I live with my best friend, Ezra Bridger, because neither of us have any family. Ezra never spoke of any family he had in the past, he always got this sad and pained look in his eyes whenever I brought it up. My own parent's death, however, is pretty well known. They were burned at the stake when I was just a baby, because they were accused of being Jedi. Of course, they weren't, I know this for a fact, but there were suspicions because people used to say that things came flying out of the window of our house occasionally. My parents had helped some rebels occasionally though, and that is what ultimately got them killed. I had been raised by my Aunt Teresa until she died from an intentionally lit fire in our home, when I was 8. The fire was started by the imperials because they suspected Auntie of aiding the rebels, but had no real proof. So they murdered her, and no one ever knew what really happened. I had been at the market at the time, so I wasn't burnt to death. But I did discover the evidence of a started fire. I had been living on my own until I was 11, when I met Ezra, who had also lost his parents.

I heard shuffling from behind the door as a stood leaning on one leg, my hands on my hips.

Ezra soon walked out, looking quite sheepish and dressed in his normal orange attire, but he still had a bit of a bed head.

I smirked at him and we both set out to the city, ready to steal some breakfast. Since we had no parents we had to make a living somehow, and stealing was the only option, since we were only 14.

As we walked (I like a good walk), I gave my shoulder-length dark red hair a last-minute brush. I was born with my unusual hair color, and my eyes were hazel.

"So, what's the plan today?" I asked Ezra. I was more of a follower than a leader, though he wasn't much of a leader either so we were more like equals.

"I dunno. Steal some fruit, maybe some weapons and parts for the black market..."

"Alright, we should split up. I'll take the south-western quadrant, you take the south-eastern." The city was big, so we didn't usually spread to far in one day.

He nodded as we reached the city and we snuck in our usual route, a secret hole in the city's wall at the back of an alleyway. We have the entrance blocked off by a few abounded dumpsters and ladders. We crept around the dumpsters and split up. I tried to look casual as I walked through the market.

I saw a strict-looking old woman selling yogans. I pretended to be looking at another vendor as I kept an eye on her. I bent down quickly and rolled a round rock over to her and it made a satisfying thump! sound as it hit a box a behind her. She turned and walked over to the box, opening it and looking at it's contents. Quickly and nimbly, I snuck over to her stand and opened my satchel, pouring a few yogans into it. I turned and ran away before the woman could spot me, satisfied with me work.

I leapt on top of a barrel filled with who-knows-what, and jumped as high as I could up onto a building. Ezra and I had always been good at jumping and the like, and we did it often.

Suddenly, because I wasn't looking where I was going, I ran full force into someone.

"Ach! What the heck?" I said as the person and I both fell backwards onto the building.

"Hey! Watch it, kid. Who are you and why are you up here?" The girl said as she stood. I jumped up quickly and backed away. The girl started to advance towards me.

I looked at the girl and realized it was a mandalorian, but the unusual thing was she had customized pink/red armor, with a lot of different designs and paint on it. "Oh, wow! Your armor is so cool!" I gasped.

The mandalorian girl stopped, clearly not expecting my remark. "Um... Thanks. But you still haven't answered my questions." She said, crossing her arms.

I shifted nervously. "Er... Idon'thavethetimenowsorrybye!" I said it so fast I think she didn't quite catch it at first, but before she could answer I jumped off the side of the building and landed crouching on my feet. I ran towards the south-eastern quadrant. I needed to find Ezra and get away. For all I knew that mandalorian could be working for those dirty imperials.

As I ran, I tried to sense where Ezra was. We could do that, it's weird. It's like a telepathic tracking device. But when I tried to find him, instead, I sensed a different person. I didn't know who it was, so I stopped short and whipped my head around, trying to find the source.

I noticed a man, with tan skin and brown hair in a short ponytail, wearing light armor. I frowned and squinted at him. He was just standing there. It seemed like that was where the 'telepathic tracking device' was coming from. I noticed he was looking up at a building, so I turned my head and saw Ezra peeking out over the side just as the man turned. The people milling around provided cover for me as I snuck up to the side of the building Ezra was on and hopped up from to it from a vendor's roof. I snuck up behind Ezra and tapped his shoulder lightly.

"YAH! Oh, Robin, come on, you know I don't like that. Someone could have heard us." Ezra hissed.

I laughed and punched his shoulder playfully. "Hah, if anyone heard us then we could just escape. So what have you got?"

Ezra opened his backpack. "Just a few yogans. You?"

"Same."

"All right, we should-"

Suddenly we heard an explosion and we turned to see a speedor blowing up and simultaneously bursting into flame. I marveled at the explosion in awe. "Wow. That was a pretty good explosion." I nodded my head as if judging the catastrophe on a scale of one to ten.

Ezra shook his head just in time to see me jump to the ground. "Robin, wait!"

I frowned up at him, but as soon as I turned I saw a speedor headed right for me, and everything went black.

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I woke up where I had been knocked out, and vaguely wondered why Ezra hadn't helped me. But then I though: Oh right, he knows I can take care of myself. I recalled the last time he had tried to help me when I was knocked out.

Flashback

"Ezra! I can do perfectly fine on my own!" I yelled at a 13 year-old Ezra.

"You fell off of a building, Robin!" Ezra said, though he seemed a little afraid of my anger.

"You don't have to treat me like a little kid, we're the same age!"

"What did you expect me to do!?"

"Leave me be! Just leave me be next time!"

End Flashback

I sighed and looked around. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. I don't get angry very often, but when I do people tend to listen to me, I think I get a little scary. Ezra was nowhere to be seen. I frowned and the recent events caught up to me. An explosion. Oh, god, I hope Ezra didn't get into trouble again. Sometimes Ezra and trouble seemed to be the same thing. I sighed and tried to stand up. My vision became blurry and I clutched my stomach, stumbling a little as I stood. That speedor must have rammed into me, those stupid imperials. I groaned and tried to clear my vision a little. I think I'd broken a rib, so I started to slowly head back to our tower. Hopefully Ezra was already there.

Hi, so, I wanted to do another SWR story, but I haven't thought up much on a sequel to Capture & Release, so this is entirely different, sorry :( But anyway, I was kind of inspired to do this from WolfieRed23's 'Spark of Rebellion', I hope that's okay... I'm going to make it into something different though... So... Yeah, hopefully I'm not in trouble with the law or whatever for getting an idea from someone else's story... I don't know how that works, was I supposed to ask first? O: Erm, anyway. Sorry I haven't updated my other stories in a few days, I think I'm getting a bit of writer's block. Please excuse me if there are typos. So, anyway, this might be a little difficult to write, but I'll do my best and I hope y'all like it so far... :D Have a good day (or night)! Please review! :P