Hi hi hi! Thanks for the reviews and supporting this fanfic! And just so you know, Haziscool, I am not revealing whether or not Eli and Ezra are twins or not, even though if they were then Eli may share his bond with the Force, and possibly be born on Empire day like Ezra, and even though the answer is a little obvious as I am extensively addressing this subject in a long run-on sentence... Enjoy!
The Scrap Force was firing at a very fast rate, knocking over and blowing up towers of junk here and there. Eli and Kord ducked under the cover of a rundown mecha beast, and Kanan, Zeb, and Ezra were attempting to fire back at the slugs coming towards them. Trixie ran from her cover as it was crushed by an incoming Grenuke slug.
"Seriously? Haven't you guys learned from your last visit?" Trixie fired an Arachnet, trapping a Rammstone headed towards Hera and Sabine and flinging it back to it's slinger, who screamed and dove out of the way before resuming fire.
"Guess not." Trixie smiled, firing some more.
Ezra watched from his cover as shots were fired back and forth between both sides of the junkyard, observing the slugs as they transformed. He was fascinated by what he saw. Some flamed, others electrified, and one shot bubbles and appeared to swallow people whole. All the while, the crashing of metal and the sounds of screaming filled the cavern.
Sounds a little like home, Ezra thought. The opposing gang members even reminded Ezra of Stormtroopers. Only less organized. Two seconds later, Eli and Kord ran from their now blown-up cover and crouched down next to Ezra.
"You know these guys?" Ezra asked.
"Yeah, first bumped into them a while back."
Eli jumped up and managed to fire Burpy towards two Scrap Force members, who retreated, screaming their heads off.
"Ambushed us and tried to take our blasters. And all," BOOM! A surge of heat signaled that Eli's Infurnus had hit the other gang's cover.
"For an air freshener."
"Seriously?" Ezra aimed his slingshot and shot down two Hop Rock slugs.
"I won't even ask."
"That'd be best."
After a couple more minutes of shooting, Kanan joined Ezra's cover.
"Hey, little crowded here!"
"Sorry!" The jedi looked up. BOOM! He quickly ducked back down.
"I got this," Kanan said. With a small movement, he activated his lightsaber.
Eli was in awe at the weapon for a very brief moment before his expression turned to horror.
"Wait!" Eli"s hand held down on Kanan's shoulder.
"You can't just hurt the slugs like that! Their ammo is alive, you know." Ezra frowned.
"They're still trying to shoot at us!"
"They're alive. People dual all the time with slugs. We don't kill them. We never kill slugs."
Eli's face was like stone. His expression seemed piercing. Kanan's shoulder was also starting to ache under Eli's surprisingly strong grip.
"Alright." Kanan deactivated his lightsaber, appalled and impressed at Eli's statement.
"So now what?" Ezra quickly pointed at a massive-looking tower of discarded scrap.
"Over there!" Eli glanced over his shoulder and shook his head.
"That's too heavy to push. Not even a Rammstone can ram that." Kanan and Ezra looked at each other and smiled.
"Watch." Eli did watch as the jedi and his apprentice closed their eyes and raised their hands. As they did so, Eli felt a mysterious yet faint pull emanating from out of nowhere.
What were these crazy people doing?
Screeech. What was that?
Screeeeech. Eli stared at Eli and Kanan, who were unmoving. It couldn't be.
Were they?
Screeeeeeeeech-
CRASH!
The tower of badly-rusted metal crashed directly onto the Scrap Force, who fled the site screaming like mad. Eli took in the situation before laughing.
"Wow. Not bad."
"Thanks." Eli looked around.
"What?"
"Nothing. It's just that usually right after a fight something tries to attack us-"
Do I really have to make the sound again?
BOOM!
A strange, chortling laughter filled the cavern as a cloud of dust rose over the Shane Gang and the Rebels.
I jinxed it, didn't I? Eli thought.
Yes, yes he did. Thank you, people who could be running a marathon or following their dreams but are reading my posts!