Hello, before you kill me I haven't updated any stories besides as one shot which I wrote during a study hall, and I'm probably not update many stories until after the 28th because I need to get my grades up so I can go on a school trip. But with a four day weekend I thought I would update something and someone wanted this *shoots mock glare at Spottedpelt*
Where are we?
(Rex)
My body protested every step I took, my chest is tight and I felt like I couldn't get enough air into my lungs 'where's Kix when you need him' I thought the a wave of sadness washed over me at the thought of the 501st, Torrent the most, they were my men and knowing that they are still fighting- dying- without me by their side.
Waxer wasn't doing much better he let out a small hiss every step he took, gave sharp cries when the brambles snagged his drawn up foreleg. Boil did what he could to protect his brother-by-choice's foreleg but they still managed to snag Waxer and jostle his leg.
I noticed as we got closer to camp, the harder it was to breathe and I started to take raspy breaths, Dovewing noticed and gave me a worried glance.
"Rex, are you alright?" she asked concern evident in her voice, Ivypool who was leading the way to camp, glanced back and slowed her pace.
I tried to answer but I couldn't get anything out besides "Can't brea-" then I stumbled, dark spots clouding my eyes. I tried to get back to me feet but the pain in my chest was too great and my legs gave out underneath me. I lay on the ground gasping for air, the worried face of Ivypool, Dovewing, Boil, and Waxer; the jaws were moving but can't hear anything. The darkness consumed me...
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I stared at the Captain's motionless body in horror, I don't understand how his condition could have deteriorated so quickly; unless…
"His ribs…" I whispered in horror.
"What?" Ivypool snapped her head jerking around to look at me.
"His ribs! That… badger stood on his chest, he could have broken several ribs and could be the reason he is having a hard time breathing!"
"We have to get him to camp. Ivypool help me carry him" Dovewing said grabbing Rex's scruff, and Ivypool made her way over and grabbed his back gently in her jaw. When they tried to lift him he slipped from their jaws.
"He's heavy" Ivypool gasped. Boil stepped up and crouched down beside Rex.
"Get him onto my back" he ordered softly, the she-cats looked at him in shock.
"What? You can't carry him by yourself!" Dovewing said in shock as I limped over and grabbed Rex's scruff and slid him as gently as I could, while keeping myself from falling, onto Boil's back. Boil then stood and nudged Rex into a better position, he glanced at the two she-cats expectantly. They were staring at him in amazement.
"How can you lift him so easily? It's like you're used to carrying him" Dovewing asked. I saw my brother's eyes narrow and his neck fur start to bristle, I know why to…
(Flashback)
"Alright boys here's plan Riz, you and Vat take the east entrance; Waxer, you and Fit are going to take south entrance; Boil, you and I are going to be climbing the wall. Any questions?" Sergeant Banker said glancing at our squad, when nobody said anything he continued "Alright, meet back here by sunrise" with that we grabbed our gear and headed toward the droid base.
…
Fit glanced my way as I set up the detonator to blow the door.
"I have a bad feeling about this Wax…" he said worriedly, I resisted rolling my eyes even though he wouldn't see it because of my helmet.
"Fit, you have a bad feeling about everything; even back in training" I responded turning my helmeted head toward him momentarily, before looking back at the explosive in my hands.
"Well you never did know when they were using live fire" he countered, "Keep your eye on the detonator, I'd rather not die today especially by my own brothers hands!" he scolded me I had to laugh at that, Fit was always so paranoid.
"Fit, I could set this with my eyes closed" I shot back, chuckling slightly as he tensed.
"I have to thank whoever designed this armor because if we didn't have the internal comm. we'd be fried by now"
"Yes the internal comm. that all of us share now quit the chatter!" Banker's voice came through the comm. and we fell silent.
"Alright ready to detonate" I spoke through the comm. to Riz and Vat, who were waiting for us.
"Ok on my mark…" it was Riz who spoke "three… two… one" and thumb hit the button and backed away quickly and watched the simultaneous explosions.
Somehow they knew, they were waiting, the droids weren't panicking like we expected them to be, like we needed them to be. As the doors fell open Fit and I found ourselves looking down the barrels of a wall of blasters.
"We've been compromised!" Fit shouted into the comm. as he leveled his blaster toward the droids who opened fire, I could here over the comm. that the others were having the same problems. Being outnumbered and outgunned with no back nearby in was target practice for the droids.
I saw Fit take a shot in chest, and fall to the ground; I quickly diverted my eyes not wanting to see my brother's broken body. I continued to duck and roll out of the way of blaster shots, I noticed the deece in my hands start to grow warm; then it stopped firing.
"Shab!" I cursed as I threw the smoking blaster away from me and turned on my heels to race toward the undergrowth, when something grabbed my ankle keeping me in place, trying to make myself as small as possible I looked to see Fit lightly clutching my ankle, begging me not to leave him. What could I do leave him there to die or try and save him and us both killed?
"I'm sorry" I cried as I pulled my ankle free from his grasp and ran not looking back, for the first time I was glad that we wore helmets I couldn't see the betrayal and pain etched on his face, though I can imagine it quite well.
…
I got to the meeting point, I was the only one there so I probed myself up against a tree; for the first time feeling the aching pain in my shoulder and realized I had taken a hit. But didn't care I had left my brother behind…
…
An hour later the bushes rattled and I froze suddenly wishing I hadn't thrown the blaster away or taken my helmet off. Then to my relief Boil came stumbling out of the bushes carrying the limp form of Sergeant Banker over his shoulders. He slowly lowered the form of their Sergeant to the ground and stepped away, his hands reached for his own helmet and he pulled it off, my gaze went straight to the gash over his eye, the blood running into it.
"I was beginning to think I was the only one" I said softly, Boil looked over at me the grim realization that I was alone shown across his bloody face.
"What happened to Fit?" he asked, looking at the helmet in his hands.
"Took a shot to the chest, thought he dead, found out he wasn't when I ran. It would have meant death to us both if I stayed to help him" I said sobbing softly. Then I felt a reassuring hand on my uninjured shoulder.
"It's alright you did what you could" Boil said then he looked back to where Banker lay "I couldn't leave him, It wasn't right. We weren't under blaster fire anymore so I grabbed him and ran."
…
We were picked up a little later, it was confirmed that the others were dead, that Boil and I were the only survivors.
The Jedi had been furious that we had fail our mission, he threatened that we would get sent back to Kamino, but an older Jedi disagreed. He told our Jedi he would take us off the younger's hands that we would fit in with his men. That how we came to be under General Kenobi, I heard later that our old General had lost his life and the entire battalions' in a foolish attack.
Boil though never got over how the Jedi had been mad at us for not taking down the base, while he had carried our brother's charred body over two klicks and our entire squad was and was mad at us.
(End Flashback)
"I'm fine! I've carried my brothers' bloody bodies off the battlefield more that once!" he spat before gesturing that they should continue to camp. Ivypool and Dovewing looked taken back by the outburst but said nothing. Then continued toward their camp with me limping along behind them, and Boil following closely behind me. It wasn't long before we came to a hole in the ground and Ivypool headed down it; Dovewing stood to the side and gestured for me to follow Ivypool.
At first I was worried that the camp was underground, my long fear after Geonosis. But it then opened up to the starry sky; I saw a long-haired white tom look over his blue eyes narrowed and he parted his jaws to yowl a warning to the clan. Ivypool quickly stopped him.
"Cloudtail! It's alright he's with me"
"He smells like Shadowclan"
"He used to be but he and his brother were driven out"
"Why would you bring an ex-Shadowclan warrior here?"
"Because they helped Dovewing, Rex, and I drive off a badger. That's why he's injured" the tom- Cloudtail didn't respond at first but looked behind me to where Boil now stood with Rex still draped over his back.
"Take them to Jayfeather; I'll tell Firestar"
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Jayfeather wasn't the happiest cat in the galaxy; the tom sightless blue eyes glared at us coldly, then turned and disappeared into his den. A small dark brown she-cat came out dragging her hind legs behind her.
"Please lay down" she said tilting her ears to the moss nests on either side of the den, I laid down in the one closest to me and Boil gently lowered Rex onto the other before coming to sit by me.
"I'll be tending to your wound and Jayfeather will take of Rex" she said, nodding to the gray tabby that had appeared once again. "Oh, my name's Briarlight"
"Waxer" I said.
"Boil" Boil said his eyes never leaving Rex's still form.
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Briarlight had just finished wrapping the cobwebs around my leg when a large orange tom padded in.
His neutral green eyes fell on me first, seeing his authority I lowered mine, in response; when the tom gaze fell on Boil my brother meet his gaze evenly.
"I'm Firestar, leader of Thunderclan" he said "You?"
"Boil, this is my brother Waxer"
"Boil and Waxer? I thought Cloudtail told me you were from Shadowclan?"
"They're our old names from before we joined Shadowclan" Firestar nodded then turned to Jayfeather where he was still working over Rex limp body.
"How is he?"
"There's a problem…"
And that's where I'm ending, I'm going to update Echo's story next then I'll come back to the world of Warriors and we'll see what happens to Rex ;)
