she makes her own dystopia as she goes (bedlamsbard) wrote,
she makes her own dystopia as she goes

Star Wars Rebels fic: On the Edge of the Devil's Backbone (Chapter 21: First Last Chance)

On the Edge of the Devil's Backbone (245786 words) by bedlamsbard
Chapters: 21/?
Fandom: Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Kanan Jarrus/Hera Syndulla
Characters: Hera Syndulla, Kanan Jarrus, Sabine Wren, Garazeb "Zeb" Orrelios, C1-10P | Chopper, Ezra Bridger, Cham Syndulla, Barriss Offee, Kallus | ISB-021, Darth Vader, Ahsoka Tano, The Inquisitor (Star Wars), The Seventh Sister, The Fifth Brother
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Canon-Typical Violence

Ten years after she vanished during an Imperial raid on a Twi'lek colony, Cham Syndulla sees his daughter Hera for the first time in a hologram -- now wearing the uniform of an Imperial agent and apparently working closely with a human Inquisitor. All Cham wants to do is to bring his long-missing child home to what remains of her family, but he soon finds that Hera Syndulla is only interested in two things: her duty to the Empire and her loyalty to her crew, a mismatched collection of outcasts brought together by Hera and her pet Inquisitor.

With Cham and the Rebel agent known as Fulcrum in pursuit, a new mission takes Hera and the crew of the Ghost to the planet Lothal, where a chance meeting with a Force-sensitive teenager awakens something long buried in the Inquisitor once known as Kanan Jarrus...and has dire consequences for Hera, their crew, the Empire, and the fledgling Rebel Alliance.


In Hera’s dream, it was cold, the way it had been cold that morning on Serenno when all the cadets had been ushered outside to witness the execution of three stormtroopers and a naval officer for treason. Eight years later Hera couldn’t remember what exactly it had been that they had done, but she could remember the freezing cold of that winter morning, her breath raising small puffs of white steam every time she exhaled. The commandant had ordered everyone in the Imperial Complex outside, and the ranks of white- and gray- clad troopers, officers, and cadets had lined the yard. It had been snowing the night before, so that everything was covered in a heavy layer of white, adding to the surreal aspect of the scene; Hera could still remember the sound it had made as her boots crunched on it on her way outside. Not her first winter, but every time since that first time on Stygeon Prime it had come as a shock to her, that something like this could exist in the galaxy outside of a holovid.

Eight years ago, Hera had stood with the ranks of the other cadets and watched as the condemned men and women were led out. In her dream –

In her dream, she was the one in binders being marched out onto that field.

Snow crunched under her boots, the icy chill of the air biting at her exposed face and lekku and cutting through the heavy wool of her uniform. Hera stumbled a little as her foot caught some unseen obstacle under the snow, and the stormtroopers grasping her arms hauled her upright, pressing her inexorably forward. Hera found herself looking around frantically from side to side, her gaze skating across the lines of silent watchers, and thought, Where’s Kanan? Where are Sabine and Zeb and Ezra? Did they get away?

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