I do not own Star Wars or any of the characters. I just want to point out, I had the idea of a dual-bladed lightsaber that separates before Jedi Fallen Order came out, so I'm definitely taking credit for the idea. You're welcome.
Rescue
Damian stared at the message, reading and rereading it. What a way to be welcomed home from killing Sith Stalkers. Dulheif Ghaar had finally managed to find out how to contact them. Damian had heard rumors from his contacts that Ghaar had been trying to track them down ever since Damian had stopped Jek and Shaeeah from working from him, but had thought nothing of it, since they were practically non-existent unless found in person. And it had been years, too. Damian had known that Ghaar didn't take rejection well, both literally or in the form of someone quitting, but after as many years as it had been, it was beginning to border on ridiculous.
"What does it say?" Ahsoka asked, Damian glancing over at her and sighing.
"Dulheif Ghaar finally found someone that he was able to get my personal communications information from, which means I probably need to replace a contact," Damian said. "However, that'll be after we deal with Ghaar. He's calling me out. And he says he took out an insurance policy to make sure I answer."
"What kind of insurance policy?" Ahsoka asked.
"I don't know," Damian said. "But Ghaar doesn't bluff, and for as much as I would love to say he's a worthless slime ball, he's very far from worthless. If he says he has something that will make me go after him, he most definitely does."
"We need to get everyone home," Ahsoka said. "Now."
Damian nodded and sent a fast message to everyone, telling them to get home immediately to watch the game, which was their code for they're compromised and they need to make sure everyone's safe. About thirty minutes later, Jek, Shaeeah, and Barriss were in the armory, as were Damian and Ahsoka. Enfys and Riyo weren't responding, which gave a definite answer to what Ghaar had as leverage.
"This mother fucker's going to burn if he lays one hand on her," Barriss snarled as she pulled on a few gifts Organa had delivered to their armory in person.
The gifts were Mandalorian armor vests. They were brand new and were completely blaster proof, making them absolutely essential for the fight Damian knew they'd be in for. Ghaar did not skimp on weapons, security, or payback. The vests would probably not be usable after they had dealt with Ghaar, but no one was going without them.
"Barriss, calm yourself," Damian said, checking his blaster before putting it in its holster.
"You're one to talk," Barriss scoffed. "I can sense your anger without trying. You're even closer to going dark than I am."
"I'll be fine," Damian said, pulling on a helmet that was made entirely out of Mandalorian Iron as one solid piece with no visor, though there were sensors under the metal plates that scanned the area around the helmet at a higher frequency than the human eye could view things, then projected what it scanned onto a screen inside the helmet for Damian to look at, allowing him to see unhindered while wearing it. It also featured a breathing apparatus and an air-tight seal, so it could be worn in a vacuum or toxic atmosphere for a full day before the air would need to be swapped out.
"That's fancy," Shaeeah said. "When'd you get it?"
"About four months ago," Damian said, strapping on more and more Mandalorian Iron plates, covering basically everything on his body except his joints. "Haven't had a reason to wear it yet, but when dealing with Ghaar, I'm not going to take any chances. I'm taking point. I'll draw their fire, you all work on thinning the crowd from cover."
"You're not going alone," Ahsoka said, putting on a similar helmet of her own, though hers left her lekku and montrals exposed, although she had separate plating for those. "We're in this together, Damian."
"Barriss and I will infiltrate stealthily and take down interior defenses," Jek said, checking his blasters before slinging his electrostaff. "Barriss is right, Damian. You're not calm. We're not either, but you're not thinking about this properly. You want to storm in and tank everything in order to bulldoze through the ship and rip Ghaar apart. So do we. But doing that will get Riyo and Enfys killed. Think about this like any other job."
Damian watched him for several seconds before taking a long breath, thumb circling the switch on his lightsaber. "Alright. Ahsoka and I will run distraction and assault. Jek, Barriss, shut down interior defenses. Barriers and any traps or turrets. Shaeeah, you're going to be piloting the Wraith and standing by for immediate extraction."
Everyone nodded as Ahsoka strapped on the last of her own Mandalorian Iron plates, making herself as untouchable as Damian. They all headed out to the Wraith and climbed in, Damian heading to the pilot seat and taking off, flying away from their home before jumping to hyperspace. Once the ship was on course, he stood, Shaeeah taking his place.
"R3, you're staying with Shaeeah," Damian said. "Katie, you're going with Barriss to help them with the defenses on Dulheif Ghaar's ship."
Both droids began to respond with the usual series of unintelligible beeps and Damian rolled his eyes.
"One of these days, I'm going to buy them voice modulators," Damian said.
The others laughed, though it was tense and a bit forced, and Damian and Ahsoka walked to the Wraith's airlock, stepping inside and waiting for their signal.
"Are you alright?" Ahsoka asked.
"I'll be fine," Damian said. "I'm just really tired of my past coming back to bite me."
"I don't think this is the last time," Ahsoka said. "Remember who you killed after you and Barriss first met?"
Damian sighed. "Ghinvul Toonee. You're probably right. The Toonee Clan still has a standing price on my head."
"It's been longer for them than it has been for Dulheif Ghaar," Ahsoka said. "Maybe it's a formality."
"You've been in this life for long enough to know better than that, Ahsoka," Damian chuckled. "None of the people I used to deal with do formalities, except Hondo. If the Toonee Clan ever catch wind of me, they'll one hundred percent be coming after us in full force. And even for us, they're not a force to be taken lightly. Ghinvul was a piece of shit, but he was also the most pathetic member of the clan. The rest will bring an army."
Ahsoka nodded just as Shaeeah reported they had arrived.
"I think this plan might be a bit more complicated than we thought," Barriss said. "You two better get back up here."
Damian and Ahsoka both exchanged knowing glances before hurrying back to the cockpit. In front of them, there were a dozen cruisers flying in a slow orbit around a space station. Damian nodded.
"I figured as much," Damian said. "As I've said before, Dulheif Ghaar does not skimp when it comes to payback. This will be half of his forces, with the rest waiting until we're engaged to show up as reinforcements. However, Dulheif isn't one to pull any tricks. He'll have them in the heart of the station, probably in a prison block, or an interrogation room. Wherever the most secure point is."
"Is he going to be there?" Jek asked.
"With his prized weapons in hand, and a dozen of his most elite troops to hold a blaster to Enfys and Riyo's heads," Damian nodded. "The plan remains the same. Keep the Wraith in stealth mode and we'll head directly for the station. Then we'll set it to overload and bug out before it can blow and turn whatever cruisers are in range into shrapnel."
"Be careful," Barriss said. "Please bring them back to us safely."
"Don't worry," Damian said. "I'm not allowing any more of my family to die."
Barriss nodded and Damian and Ahsoka returned to the airlock, this time opening it and jumping out, guiding themselves with the Force as they headed for the space station. As they flew, Shaeeah piloted the Wraith toward whatever spot Jek and Barriss had chosen to infiltrate through, meaning to drop them off once Ahsoka and Damian had everyone's attention.
"This isn't going to be easy," Ahsoka said as they flew.
"I know," Damian said. "We're going to have to fight our way through a full army just to reach Ghaar, and his elite troops will be dangerous, even with our armor. Not to mention the toys Ghaar will have with him."
"What kinds of toys?" Ahsoka asked.
"His primary weapon of choice is his modified rifle," Damian said. "It's an anti-tank rifle with a kinetic buffer that would make a cruiser's cannon shoulder-fire capable, and with a mid-range scope on it. It won't punch through our armor in one hit, but our armor won't hold up against it long. And don't expect to go blocking the shots with your lightsaber. You'll break your arms and get blasted anyway when it knocks your lightsaber blade into you."
Ahsoka nodded as they guided themselves out of the way of a cruiser, careful to stay out of proximity sensor range, then set themselves back on course.
"After his blaster, assuming he decides to put it away, he uses a sidearm that fires plasma explosives," Damian continued. "For obvious reasons, you can't block those with a lightsaber either. Then his last toy, and his personal second favorite behind his rifle, he has a Cortosis-Mandalorian Iron-Phrik alloy blade, which is specifically designed to cut through lightsaber blades. He had it created after I quit his gang, and then made a point of ruining one of my jobs just to show me that he had it and that it works. And it does."
Ahsoka nodded. "How do we deal with him?"
"I'm going to shot him with my blaster until he's more religious than a priest," Damian said.
Ahsoka glanced at him for a moment before nodding. "Alright. I'll deal with his elite guards."
"Be careful with them," Damian said. "I'd wager that they've all got Mandalorian Iron armor, especially for us, and they'll all have been trained to fight us with me in mind."
"If all else fails, I'll just space them," Ahsoka said. "Dulheif Ghaar raped Shaeeah, and now he's kidnapped two other members of our family. He and everyone who works for him are going to die today."
Damian nodded as they finally neared the space station. They both flipped, cushioning their landing with the Force and landing on the side of the space station, proximity sensors going off immediately. Damian extended a lightsaber blade and stabbed it into the ship, cutting an opening into it, making it wide, and a moment later the chunk he had cut out was sucked out into space, along with a handful of Ghaar's troops, mostly being either human, Rodian, or droids. Damian watched as a MagnaGuard floated away. Ghaar had upgraded from his usual IG-88s and commando droids.
Damian stepped inside, looking around in silence for a long moment as Ahsoka stepped in beside him. They were in a hallway that had half a million doors in it, it seemed, and stretched endlessly in both directions. It was also empty now, after barely a dozen guards were sucked out. That wasn't right. There should be an army waiting for them. Not a dozen throw-away guards to get killed off immediately. Damian turned, walking down the hallway in silence, lightsabers connected with one blade extended and held on his right side, Ahsoka behind him with her green and yellow lightsabers held in reverse grip. After a few minutes of walking, they reached a branch hallway that headed deeper into the station and they followed it. Finally, they came to a large blast door that was sealed shut. Damian snorted in amusement.
"Cute," he said, shoving a hand forward.
The door crumpled inward like sheet metal and a wall of blaster fire flashed toward them, only for Damian's second lightsaber blade to extend, beginning to deflect it as more blasts slammed uselessly into his armor and he walked forward, Ahsoka beginning to deflect blasts as well, her armor also suffering multiple blasts as they walked into the room. The room was filled with troops. Droids, humans, Rodians, even some Trandoshans, and a couple Twi'lek. As Damian and Ahsoka walked forward, they reflected blast after blast into the troops around the room, quickly slaughtering them. Finally, the army began to fall back, slipping out of the room through doors all around on all of the levels, allowing Damian to take in the room for the first time without having to focus on the flying blaster bolts. The room was a sort of junction, a huge round room with a half-dozen levels all opening into it before the ceiling, all of the levels having balconies and catwalks, which were now littered with corpses. Damian closed his eyes, sensing for Enfys, Riyo, or Ghaar. He was able to find Enfys and Riyo, but he couldn't sense Ghaar. Not that it mattered. He'd be there.
"This way," Damian said, leaping to the next level's balcony, then from there up two levels to a huge platform suspended in the middle of the room.
As soon as he and Ahsoka landed, two other people landed on the platform on either side of them. One was a human male wearing a black Inquisitor uniform, though having opted to go without the helmet. The other was a hulking, green-skinned behemoth with a pair of small bone spikes on their chin, which Damian was pretty sure was male, and which stood at double their height. Both Inquisitors extended a single lightsaber blade, the massive one's blade nearly double the length of a normal lightsaber.
"This is a really bad time to interrupt," Damian said. "We're not in the mood to play any games."
"We were informed that there would be Jedi coming here," the human said, striding forward, one hand behind his back and the lightsaber held out to his right, the man all but screaming of arrogant confidence. "I had hoped it would be a worthwhile opponent, such as Master Yoda, or Master Kenobi. Instead, it's merely a failed Padawan and a smuggler playing at Jedi. You're both so weak that you're relying on armor plating to keep yourselves alive."
"Oh, you two are so severely uninformed it's almost comical," Damian said. "Let's make this quick."
"Right," Ahsoka nodded.
Both shot forward, slashing at their chosen opponents, Damian attacking the human and Ahsoka the giant. The human blocked Damian's lightsaber blade and punched with the sharpened ring, only for Damian to allow it to spark off of his armor, slamming his free fist into the Inquisitor's gut, sending a blast of the Force into him and sending him exploding into the wall. The Inquisitor shouted in rage, extending his second blade and beginning to spin the ring, charging at Damian, only for Damian to deflect the blades with his left arm's armor, then split the Inquisitor across the torso.
"You really shouldn't have underestimated this armor," Damian said. "I chose it for something much worse than your lightsaber."
He blasted the Inquisitor's halves into the giant's face just in time to make him miss Ahsoka, who was struggling to compensate for his obviously monstrous strength, judging by the holes he had punched into the metal platform beneath his feet. He roared, charging at Damian, slashing at Ahsoka to make her dodge out of the way and allow him to pass, only for Damian to speed forward, avoiding the lightsaber before removing the giant's hand at the elbow, then jump, his lightsaber splitting the giant's face upward one way just half a second before Ahsoka's split his head up the other way, resulting in them quartering his head. Damian landed lightly and turned, walking away as the giant's body crumpled to the floor. They walked through a door at the end of the platform's attached catwalk and found themselves in a hallway packed with troops once again. They both sped forward, deflecting blaster bolts and slashing troops and droids right and left, carving their way through the troops rapidly.
"We need more men!" one of the troops at the end of the hallway shouted. "They're wearing armor! We can't hurt-"
Ahsoka removed his head as they passed him and they turned down a hallway, heading deeper into the station. They quickly worked their way through hallway after hallway, killing anyone they met. As they rounded a corner at the end of the hallway and found an elevator, a ray shield suddenly activated around them.
"Guess they're not in position yet," Damian said.
"Give it a minute," Ahsoka said.
After a few seconds, the shield deactivated.
"All ray shields down," Jek reported.
"Katie found them," Barriss spoke up. "They're under guard in the station's maximum security wing. Take the elevator to D-seventeen and turn left. Expect a lot of troops."
"Not a problem," Damian said. "Can she find Ghaar?"
"No," Barriss said. "She can't identify anyone besides Enfys and Riyo because only they have slave collars on."
"Of course they do," Damian sighed. "Alright. We're on our way now."
He summoned an elevator and they both waited in silence. As they did, Jek reported that Katie was funneling troops toward the airlocks to be spaced, and any that didn't follow the path she wanted them to she was trapping in ray shields. Finally, the elevator doors opened and a pair of MagnaGuards stepped out, only for Damian to split one in half across the torso in an upward slash, Ahsoka splitting the other in a downward slash. Both Jedi stepped into the elevator and Damian pressed the button they needed, the door closing. The elevator whirred slightly as it began to move and Ahsoka turned to him.
"Are we really not worried by the fact that there were two Inquisitors here?" Ahsoka asked.
"Nope," Damian said. "Ghaar will probably have at least one more here. He's too careful for only two. His backup plans have redundancies. However, once we blow the station, it won't matter."
Ahsoka was silent for a moment before nodding. "I suppose so."
"Trust me, Ahsoka," Damian said. "I know it seems like I'm not thinking, but I do have a plan. And a backup plan after that."
"I know," Ahsoka nodded, slipping one of her hands into his, her lightsaber hovering where she had left it. "You always do."
Damian smiled, resting his helmet against hers for a moment before lifting his head and turning to the door just before it opened. As it did, they both stepped out into a massive room with red light illumination, black walls, and no floor. In fact, there was no hallway. There was a long catwalk across a gaping chasm, smoke, or maybe steam, filling it below them, the smoke given a bloody hue by the lights, and with red lightning flashing somewhere below them.
"You did say D-seventeen, right?" Damian asked.
"Yeah," Jek said. "Why?"
"Ahsoka, what are you seeing?" Damian asked.
"The wrong room," Ahsoka said.
"Clever bastard," Damian growled. "He swapped the schematics. Jek, Barriss, you're about to have a lot of company. Get Katie out of the system. Now."
Katie beeped in response and Ahsoka nodded to Damian to tell him Katie was unplugged. Damian and Ahsoka walked forward, deciding to see what kind of trap they were being brought into. They walked single-file across the catwalk, since it was barely more than shoulder-width, only to stop as a silhouette filled the far doorway. Damian extended his lightsaber blade and the person ahead of him roared.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me," Damian said, staring at the thing before them as it walked forward, entering the light.
Its body was covered by a suit of armor with servos and hydraulics on its joints and limbs, and its face uncovered. It had dull brown skin, yellow eyes with red pupils, slits for nostrils in the center of its face, a pair of huge, spiked mandibles, and a mouth full of razor-sharp teeth. It roared again, a pair of blades extending from the back of each hand, sharpened on the inside and out, like claws.
"A fucking Gen'Dai!?" Damian scoffed. "Are you fucking serious!? What the fuck Ghaar!?"
The Gen'Dai roared once more, charging forward, its heavy footfalls shaking the catwalk. Damian shoved with the Force, but it skidded backward about a foot, its foot screeching loudly on the catwalk before it continued running.
"Of course it has magnetic boots!" Damian snarled, streaking forward and flipping over its claws, slashing at it and removing its right arm at the shoulder, Ahsoka removing the left at the elbow before sliding under the Gen'Dai.
Damian landed and leapt over Ahsoka as she stood, slashing the Gen'Dai down across the torso, then spun and split it across the waist. Ahsoka stepped off his shoulder and flipped, removing the Gen'Dai's head. She turned, jumping over his other body parts back to Damian, who slashed the Gen'Dai's feet off at the ankles and threw the rest of its legs off the bridge, along with its torso and head. He turned to leave with Ahsoka, both taking about ten steps before stopping as a wet sucking, squelching sound reached their ears.
"Don't fucking tell me," Damian said, turning around just as the Gen-Dai's head roared, flinging itself at him on the tentacle-like strands of disconnected muscle rapidly growing from its severed neck.
He slashed the tentacles off, only for a braided bundle off to the side to swing around, smashing its severed right arm into Damian's side, hurling him to the side. Damian flipped, catching a grate on the wall and looked back, seeing tentacles connecting all of the Gen-Dai's body parts, all of them hanging from the bottom of the catwalk. it pulled them all back up, reforming its body and advancing on Ahsoka, roaring. Damian launched himself off of the wall and flipped, slamming both feet into the Gen'Dai's side, blasting it with the Force, only for several tentacles to wrap around his feet and swinging him around, smashing him into the wall hard enough to send him blasting through it. Damian crashed to the ground, rolling to a stop in the middle of a group of Ghaar's troops, but he pulsed the Force, launching them all and knocking them out before using the Force to rip the wall open. In the room he had just left, Ahsoka was being held in the air by tentacles wrapped around her throat underneath her armor, choking her as more held her arms and legs immobile. Damian sprinted forward, extending his second blade and hurled the lightsaber, the blades sliding off the Gen'Dai's tentacles, freeing Ahsoka, who fell to the catwalk instantly, coughing and ripping the tentacles off of herself instantly, pulling her lightsaber handles to herself as Damian landed between her and the Gen'Dai, his own handle returning to his hand.
"You won't touch her!" Damian snarled.
The Gen'Dai roared, charging, only for Damian's lightsaber to spin forward, slicing off its legs at the ankles and a Force Push to blast into it, launching him backward through the blast doors it had sealed when it entered the room, sending it bouncing along the wide hallway on the far side. Damian and Ahsoka both followed and the Gen'Dai stood, roaring as its armor exploded off of it, leaving it as a writing mass of muscle fibers formed into the general shape of a humanoid with its head sitting at the top of it as the only thing with any real, definite form. Damian shot forward, dropping into a slide as the thing swung at him, then slipped under it just before the other fist cratered the floor where his head had been a half second earlier. Damian flipped to his feet and hurled his lightsaber, splitting the Gen'Dai across the torso before the lightsaber circled around Ahsoka and shot back through the Gen'Dai just above where it had split it a moment earlier. Damian caught it and shot forward, separating his lightsabers and beginning to shred the Gen'Dai, rapidly slicing off bits and pieces. Suddenly, a massive wall of tangles muscle fibers that were tangled into a solid ball erupted out of the back of the Gen'Dai's head, crashing into Damian's face and hurling him away, both of his lightsabers crashing to the ground. As he rolled to his feet, Ahsoka's lightsabers split the Gen'Dai up the reforming torso, removing both arms and legs before she spun, removing the head again. She moved to slash the head, but it suddenly roared, tentacles shooting out of its body and reconnecting its head to its body before the body disassembled completely, enveloping her entirely, dragging her inside of it. Damian pulled his lightsabers back to himself, narrowing his eyes.
"You protected your head," Damian snarled, the Gen'Dai turning to him and roaring. "I've got you now you disgusting fuck!"
He shot forward, leaping into the air ant slashing, only for Ahsoka's head, now free of her helmet, to suddenly grow from its chest, multiple tentacles driven up her nose and down her throat. Her eyes were rolled back into her head and she wasn't breathing. Damian diverted his slash, shaving off a layer of flesh from the Gen'Dai before landing in a roll and spinning. Desperation flooded him. He had to save Ahsoka. He couldn't lose her. He needed her. Pressure suddenly ballooned inside of his chest so rapidly that he felt like he was going to explode. However, at the same time, instinct kicked in, or rather, it felt like something else took control of his body, guiding his movements. His arms rose and he shouted in effort as he shoved the pressure outward. Suddenly, blinding, pure white bolts of lightning exploded out of Damian's fingers, causing a slight tingling sensation but no pain. At least, not to Damian. When the bolts hit the Gen'Dai, it shrieked deafeningly in pain, bits of its body being blasted into ash anywhere the lightning hit. It arced over its body, burning it away rapidly until only the head was left, smoke curling out of its now empty eye sockets and its nose and mouth as it rested on the ground, Ahsoka lying beside it. Damian felt whatever presence was controlling him release its control and was at Ahsoka's side instantly, lifting her upper body and yanking the tentacles out of her quickly and feeling for a pulse. After a moment, he felt her heart flutter, then begin to beat weakly, growing stronger after a moment before she rolled, vomiting, then beginning to cough up blood and whatever fluid the Gen'Dai's body had been secreting. Damian hurled the Gen'Dai's head and tentacles off of the catwalk in the last room and pulled Ahsoka into a hug.
"I'd kiss you right now but that'd be a little gross," Damian joked, Ahsoka laughing, struggling to catch her breath.
"What did you do?" Ahsoka asked. "It looked like Force Lightning, but I didn't sense any darkness in you."
"It didn't burn me, either," Damian said, checking his fingers quickly. "I'm not sure what that was. It felt like something else took control for a few seconds."
"That's dangerous," Ahsoka said. "Whatever it was, try not to do it again."
Damian nodded in agreement, helping Ahsoka to her feet as she looked down and sighed. He looked and stared at her smoking lightsaber handles. Whatever power he had used, it had fried both. She pulled her helmet to herself and pulled it back on, then knelt, using the force to disassemble her lightsaber hilts before taking the kyber crystals, and slipping them into her pocket.
"Come on," Ahsoka said. "We should keep looking."
Damian nodded and they continued further into that floor. However, after a few more hallways and rooms, they stepped into the station's reactor room, finding themselves standing on a catwalk that went to a platform in the center where Enfys and Riyo were lying, bound and gagged with slave collars around their necks and no one else in the room. Damian looked around carefully as they jogged over to the pair of them. He checked the collars, but unlike most collars, they weren't rigged to electrocute their wearers. They simply fed them a constant supply of anesthetics to keep them asleep. He carefully cut both off and used the Force to wake them both. Both sat up groggily before looking around, instantly realizing something was wrong.
"Where are we?" Enfys asked, standing, then staring at her staff, which had been left beside her, Riyo finding a blaster on the ground beside her.
"We're in Dulheif Ghaar's private space station," Damian said. "But I'm extremely worried by the fact that he's not here."
"I just found Dulheif Ghaar," Shaeeah said.
"Where is he?" Damian asked.
"He's dropping out of hyperspace, along with an entire armada of ships," Shaeeah reported. "Biometric scans confirm it. And all the ships orbiting this station are going to join the armada."
"We just finished spacing the troops on the station," Jek reported, and we found the right schematics. "You'd better get up here. D-one on the elevator. For sure this time. Barriss is going to meet you there."
Damian exchanged a worried look with Ahsoka, both knowing their expressions matched, despite the helmets. The four of them ran to the elevators, taking it up to D-one. As it opened, Barriss flung her arms around Riyo, mashing her lips to her girlfriend's, Riyo kissing her back. After a moment, Barriss led them all to the control room, which also had a massive wall of windows where they could see the still-growing armada of ships. Damian walked past Jek and Enfys, who were greeting each other in much the same way Barriss and Riyo had, and pulled his helmet off so that he could see out the window, since his helmet's sensors wouldn't allow him to. Ahsoka joined him, also staring without her helmet, and Damian felt the strength quickly drain out of him as his arms fell to his sides, his helmet hanging loosely from his right hand. Fifty ships and counting.
"Shaeeah, get in here," Damian said.
"Who is it?" Ahsoka asked as they watched the ships slowly move to completely surround the station, seeming to all be present finally.
"It's the Toonee Clan," Damian said.
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