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Neutral POV

Zhymmia Varhoot, Ezra Bridger, Latia Lunelle, and Foxdi Vendar. Four children whose families had been torn apart by the Empire. Zhymmia's parents and two sisters had been killed, when she was just six years old, along with the rest of her village, by storm troopers, because they defied the Empire, and provided food and shelter for Jedi in hiding. Ezra's parents had been taken away, and were presumed dead, when he was seven, because they had spoken out in secret transmissions against the Empire. Latia's older brother and sister had been killed during an attack by Stormtroopers on her town, and she had only been six. Foxdi's mother and older brother had been taken, when he was seven, around the same time that Ezra's parents had, because they were hiding a Jedi in their home. The four children had each run away from their own home, and found themselves on the streets of the planet of Lothal. Zhymmia and Latia had met each other first, and Ezra and Foxdi had been friend before they had met the other two, as Foxdi's family had teamed up with the Bridgers from time to time. Zhymmia and Latia had stolen some food from one of the vendors, and were being chased by the shop owners when Ezra and Foxdi had saved them.

Together, the four had become their own team, bent on ruining every single one of the Empire's secret plans on Lothal. They had each stolen one communicator from an Imperial official, and Ezra had fixed it so that the only people who could be able to hear their transmissions would be the four of them, but they could still hear transmissions between the Imperials. As the four grew bolder, and stole more, the people of Lothal came to call the group the Myths, because no one had ever seen who the mysterious people looked like, no one had ever caught them while stealing, and many people in trouble, or with families taken by the Empire, would wake up to find food and other necessities on their doorsteps. Ezra became the unofficial leader of their group, and they made their headquarters in an old abandoned Imperial communications tower, which also served as their home. Ezra had dark blue hair, and royal blue eyes. Foxdi had red hair, and amber eyes. Zhymmia had blonde hair that she had streaked with green, and she had very dark brown eyes. Latia had brown hair, and pale, emerald eyes. The four stayed together throughout everything. They became the best of friends, and nothing could tear them apart. Until, however, one fateful day.

Ezra was in their tower, pacing frantically. It had been almost eight years since they had formed their group, and Ezra was turning fifteen soon. Foxdi was right behind him, at only a few months younger, then it was Zhymmia, at thirteen, but she would be turning fourteen in only two days. Latia was the youngest, being four months younger than Zhymmia. It had been nearly three hours, and neither Foxdi, Zhymmia, nor Latia had called for him. He was beginning to worry.

"Please let them be alright." He thought. Suddenly, his communicator went off. A frantic voice came crackling through the connection.

"Legend 1! Come in!" Foxdi said. Ezra's eyes grew worried, and he answered the call.

"This is Legend 1. What is it, Legend 2?" he asked. There was the faint sound of blaster fire in the background.

"Legends 3 and 4 have been taken by the Empire! I've been cornered. Right now I'm holed up in a small abandoned stall in the marketplace." Foxdi said, and Ezra grabbed his jacket.

"Hold on, Legend 2. I'm on my way." He told his friend.

"No! Stay where you are. They want all four of us. I'll be fine. Just focus on continuing the work of the Myths! Be careful Ra!" Foxdi yelled, and another blaster fired off, and Foxdi cried out in pain.

"Fox!" Ezra said through the communicator.

"Take this one back with the other three. We'll find their ring leader, don't worry. They'll crack." A cruel voice said, and Ezra could hear Foxdi struggling.

"We'll never tell you where he is! Stay where you are, Legend 1! Don't come for us! I'll look after the girls!" the line after that sentence went dead.

"Legend 2, come in! Legend 2?" Ezra yelled through his communicator, "Fox? Tia? Mia?" He fell to the floor, tears beginning to fall from his eyes. His second family, the only people who had known everything about him, were gone. They were either going to be killed, brainwashed, or forced to become cadets.

"Why do all the people I love either end up dead, or taken from me?" Ezra thought as he shut his eyes tightly.

Foxdi POV

Foxdi sat on the Imperial cruiser, restraining bolts on his anklets, and his wrists, binding him to the sides of the ship. Zhymmia and Latia were on either side of him, both looking around fearfully. Foxdi locked eyes with Latia, and gave her an encouraging smile.

"We'll be fine, Legends." he whispered, so only his two friends could hear. Zhymmia sighed.

"It's not us I'm worried about, Legend 2. It's Legend 1. Is he going to be alright?" the blonde-haired girl asked sadly. Foxdi nudged her comfortingly with his leg. They fell silent as an official entered the room.

"So this is the Rebel group that has been giving us so much trouble?" he asked one of the troopers.

"Yes sir, Agent Kallus. We got three, but we still need to catch their leader." the trooper replied. Agent Kallus looked at the teenagers. Foxdi stared back coldly.

"If you three tell us where your leader is, we'll be sure to let you go, without hurting you." Kallua said, and Latia laughed humorlessly.

"We would never tell you anything about our leader." the girl spat. Kallus glared at her.

"Then how about just his name." he replied.

"Sure!" Zhymmia said, making the other two stare at her in shock.

"What are you doing?" Foxdi hissed, but she ignored him. Kallus motioned for her to go on. She smirked.

"His name is... Legend 1. And he will continue the work we have started as the Myths. He will find us one day, and the four of us will wreak havoc on the Empire, destroying it bit by bit." Zhymmia said, meeting the Agent's cold glare. Kallus merely smiled.

"Well, he'll have trouble finding you if you three are separated, won't he?" he asked, and the three teen's eyes widened in horror.

"Sir! We've reached the first stop." the trooper from before said, and Kallus motioned for two of the others to unbind Zhymmia and Latia. They both immediately began to kick at their captors as they were released.

"Tia! Mia!" Foxdi screamed for his friends. He struggled against his bonds viciously.

"Leave us alone!" Latia said, aiming a fist at the trooper holding her, only to have more restraining bolts placed on her.

"Let them go!" Foxdi yelled at Kallus.

"Fox!" Zhymmia and Latia screamed as they were taken away from the ship. The last Foxdi saw of his friends was as they were being dragged into a building, tears on both their faces, kicking and screaming. Kallus smiled evilly, and left the room, leaving Foxdi alone. It was the first time he had been alone since his mother and brother had been killed. After about another hour in the air, the ship landed, and the doors opened to reveal an Imperial official.

"Is this him, then?" the man asked. Kallus came back, and nodded. Foxdi was released, but his arms were immediately bound behind his back.

"He's strong, and he'll make a fierce Stormtrooper." Kallus replied, and Foxdi's eyes widened.

"I'll never become a killer." the teenager spat. The official smirked.

"Yes you will, boy, or you will die." he said, and gripped the bonds, and dragged Foxdi towards the Stormtrooper academy.

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