(Ezra pov)

A hour later, Hera screams my name.
"Ezra! Come here! Quickly!"
I race out of Zeb and my room and run to the cockpit. Zeb, Sabine, and Chopper are already there. Sabine looks terrified, and Zeb just looks angry.
"What is it? Imperial attack?" I ask, trying to catch my breath.
"No," Hera shakes her head. "And yes. The Imperials just broadcasted on Holonet from their headquarters. It's about Kanan... And you."
Hera plays the Holonet broadcast from the start.
"Citizens of Lothal. It is our pleasure to announce that we have captured on of the rebels terrorizing our planet."
"Carabast," Zeb swears.
"Shh," Hera shushes him. "Here it comes."
"This is a message to the remaining rebels: The Padawan of the captured Jedi, Ezra Bridger, must surrender at our Imperial headquarters on Lothal. He must come alone, and unarmed. If he does not come, then the captured rebel will die and mass arrests will begin on Lothal. Rebels, you have 24 hours starting now to surrender him."
Hera shuts off the Holonet. We stare at the screen in silence. Then I speak up.
"I have to go," I whisper. "I have to give myself up."
Hera is already shaking her head. "Ezra, if the-"
"Hera, they're going to kill him! And they're going to arrest innocent people if I don't go! I have to!"
"Kid, but-" Zeb starts.
"No, Zeb. I have to do this." They all look at me sadly. Then Sabine nods.
"Alright Ez. We don't want you to do this, but you don't seem to have a choice. Just don't get hurt, okay?" She has tears in her eyes. I nod at her.
"I won't." That's a lie. The Empire will probably kill me. I know that after they take me prisoner, I will probably never see my friends again.