Chapter 1 - Something dosen't seem right
It dosen't matter to me anymore. Fives was dead before he even could tell me more. I am confused and not in the mood of anything. What chip? The question was repeating in my mind, which made me sick, and gave me a bad feeling of our mission. The thoughts of fives words; "You don't believe me!" and the worst he told was some kind of sinister plot against the jedi. A bad feeling kept hunting my body.
Rex was looking at the full cup caff. He hadn't touched it yet. He was thinking and overhelmed by the situation. He could't stop his mind from drifting back to fives. Kix gave Rex a look of confusion and before he could ask Rex. "Kix I need to go because I have some work to do". Kix looked Rex into his eyes and nodded. Rex took his caff so he could leave.
The hall was quite and Rex was looking at the floor. He was walking in his own thoughts. "Auch!?" Rex said when he hit a thin person in a dark robe. His caff falled to the floor. "Who are you!" Rex demanded an answer from the person in the hall. The person wasn't one Rex could regionize. Is this person a jedi Rex was thinking. He looked at the person again. "I asked you to tell me ho..." before Rex could raise his voice even more, he was stopped by a hand that covered his mouth, which made Rex's anger boil. He was looking at the hand that covered his mouth. The hand wasn't a human hand, but a small red hand from a person he knew. He looked at the figure. Before he could do anything, the hand was off his mouth, and the figure removed the headcover. Rex jaw almost dropped. It can't be he was thinking. "I have no time to explain, we must meet again soon". The figure handed Rex a com. "Call me tommorow at this time, okay?" said the figure. Rex nodded and the person dissapeared.