There was silence. Then still breathing. Troopers both sides lowering blasters.
Some knelt down and slowly took off the yellow trooper's helmets.
Choked breaths.
Not enemies.
Brothers.
Brothers- that they had laughed with, brothers they had cried with.
Dead- by brothers hands.
Rex was numb- then Kix came up, speaking to him. Rex ran to Waxer.
"We thought they were wearing our armour..." Waxer coughed, he spoke raspingly, the blaster wound in his chest slowly killing him. "But... it was you..." A single tear rolled down Waxer's face- then another was dead.
Turmoil churned within Rex. He felt his face harden. Krell. Krell did this. And he was NOT going to get away with it.
A/N *SOB* Gagh! I watched THE STUPID KRELL ARC, cried, then had to write this...