I wish I could say I owned Star Wars, but that is the property of the genius George Lucas. All I own is the keyboard I used to type this.

Rex lay awake in his bunk, listening to the snores of his brothers. Everyone aboard the Resolute was asleep, except maybe the Admiral and the piloting crew on the upper levels. But after a week in the middle of a war zone, he couldn't sleep. The dead silence was almost eerie. Finally, he grew restless and hopped off his bunk. He slipped out the door and headed down towards the mess hall.

Ahsoka sat at the table on the far right with a holobook. Rex sat down with her and raised an eyebrow. "I just thought now would be a great time to catch up on my studies" she said.

"Couldn't sleep?" Rex suggested.

Ahsoka nodded. "It's always hard to adjust back after a mission. It's just so quiet, you know? But I feel like…" she paused, trying to fine the right words, "like something is going to happen. I don't know what, but I don't like it. I'm probably just being paranoid though…"

"I'm no jedi, but from what I've learned from General Skywalker, I'd trust that feeling. We'll be careful until we know what this is."

"Okay. I-" she stopped mid-sentence, a puzzled look on her face.

"Ahsoka?"

"I…I thought I heard someone." She got up from the table and walked to the door. She motioned for Rex to do the same. Then she walked down the hall, careful to make no noise. Rex followed close behind.

At the end of the hall, Ahsoka stopped and peered around the doorway. It was one of the older bunk rooms, one that currently was not in use. Rex could hear a clone in the room yelling something he couldn't quite make out, and another voice coming in through a comlink. It was a raspy voice that sent chills down his spine. And it did not sound happy.

"Silence you fool! Someone will hear you."

"My apologies Master."

"No one heard you?"

Ahsoka pulled out of view. The clone was coming to the door. Quickly, Ahsoka jumped up onto the doorframe and Rex found himself suspended in the air just above the door. The clone, who Rex could now see was Waxer, stood in the doorway and looked down the hall. Then he spoke into the comlink again. "There is no one here sir."

"Good. Now listen here, boy. The other scout has finished his previous assignment. He is on his way now. Have you disabled the scanners?"

"Yes sir. They will not see him coming."

"When he gets there, you will tell him everything you have observed. Do you understand me? Everything."

"I understand, but why send a new scout? I'm here. I could do it myself."

"You are weak. You would be lucky to take down a youngling, let alone a Jedi Master."

"I can do it. If you'll only let me-"

"No! Have you forgotten our deal so soon?"

Waxer shuttered, as if remembering something horrible. "No sir. I…I haven't forgotten."

"Good. You and the others will be rewarded handsomely, if Kenobi falls tonight."

Ahsoka let out an involuntary gasp and lost concentration on Rex. He hit the ground with a thud, a noise that did not go unnoticed by Waxer or his mysterious master. Ahsoka jumped down and braced herself for a fight but Waxer ran right past her.

"Boy! We'll be ruined if they speak. Don't run, fight!" his boss yelled.

Waxer pulled out his blaster and shot at the two of them. Ahsoka's lightsaber was shot out of her hand. Rex, who had left his blaster in his bunk, resorted to hand-to-hand combat. Waxer however, was still wearing full armor, and Rex was not. Waxer knocked him to the ground and shot straight through his chest.

This was my very first published fanfiction, written during la clase de español. Enjoy. Please review!