The ship jolted as they dropped out of hyperspace. Ahead lay a massive Imperial freighter, flanked by TIE fighters. The battle for the spark had begun. Ezra gripped his slingshot, the blue glow of his developing Force connection humming in his mind. He wasn't a street rat anymore. He was a Rebel.
As the Ghost jumped into the swirling blue of hyperspace, Ezra felt a strange calm. He looked at Kanan, who was staring out at the stars. "Kanan?" Ezra whispered. Star Wars Rebels - Season 1
Kanan turned, a small smile playing on his lips. "Maybe it didn't lead you to me, Ezra. Maybe it led us to each other. We’re both survivors. And together, we might just be something more." The ship jolted as they dropped out of hyperspace
"This isn't just a supply run," Hera said, her eyes fixed on the star chart. "If the Empire gets those crystals, they're one step closer to whatever nightmare they’re building. We intercept them at the docking bay, grab what we can, and blow the rest." Ezra gripped his slingshot, the blue glow of
Ezra felt a surge of excitement. This was what they did. They were the spark.