Okay, not my best chapter ending ever last time… I'll try to do better this chapter, count on it! Here goes putting five plus years of experience to use, let's hope it actually looks like it. Don't forget to tell me what you think in the comments and if you have any suggestions at all I'd love to hear them, it makes my day every day I see a comment!
Thanks for Reading, Fly High Aim Higher,
~Spitfire out
Echo's P.O.V:
The interrogator had come back and was threatening to kill me so I made it seem like I was out cold so that I wouldn't have to deal with him or the commando droids with the electric staffs. He punched me in the chest and I had to fight myself to not react at all. The punch had knocked the wind out of me so it was hard not to cough trying to catch my breath. I could tell that he was thinking hard at the moment. I heard him let out an aggravated breath and leave. The room was empty aside from me. I breathed a sigh of relief and looked forward, yep, empty except for me.
Hurry up Fives, don't know if I can keep this up, I thought to myself.
Fives' P.O.V:
Hang in there, just a little longer, Echo, we're coming, I thought as I finished getting my weapons ready and going over the plan with the others.
"You sure this'll work, Fives?" Rex asked as we walked to the gunship.
"Yes, and if it doesn't, I'm still willing to do whatever it takes," I answered, walking ahead of him and boarding the gunship first, anxious to get going.
"That's why I put you in charge," Rex said as he stood next to me and the gunship took off, "When the rest of us had given up on Echo, you held onto the chance that he was still alive and won't let it go."
We filled Skywalker in on the plan and he agreed that it was solid and contacted the stolen separatist prisoner transport ship that was waiting outside the Resolute. At first the troopers on board questioned the plan but went along with it, binding our hands and stashing our weapons. Then I explained the thinking behind it and they went along willingly. I told them what they needed to say when they called in, asking about our cargo, the pilots were unsure about pretending to be separatists but went with it.
Echo's P.O.V:
The interrogator and a couple commando droids came back in after a while. I looked weakly up at them, no energy to do anything else. They disengaged the AGRU and I fell limply to the floor. The only movement I could manage was lifting my head a bit but it instantly fell back to the floor. The commando droids grabbed hold of my upper arms and half-carried, half-dragged me to a larger cell meant for more than one person and threw me inside. I landed on my stomach, my head turned to the side and barely conscious.