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Hey folks, here's part 18 of my story, 'Rise of the Empire'. Btw, I went back to part 17, and added two scenes that I forgot to put in that are from episode 3. I also fleshed out the Ahsoka/order 66 scene in part 16 a little.

Also, I renamed the Republic flagship in the Siege of Mandalore. The Sovereign has been renamed to the Indomitable.

This latest part will focus on Ahsoka, who is forced to run from her own men in a building that they've been trying to liberate for days.

BTW, sorry if it took awhile. School, work, etc.

Anyway, enjoy.

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500 Republica, Coruscant, pre-dawn.

Padme stood before the window of her living room, watching the heart-wrenching image of the Jedi Temple on fire.

She watched the sudden increase in police and Military activity. Gunships and police speeders flew over the Temple district periodically with searchlights beaming down on the streets below. Republic Warships from the Home Fleet hovered above the city. Clone Trooper squadrons patrolled the streets, checking every alley, storm drain, and trash-can they came across.

But the thing that terrified Padme the most, so much so that her stomach turned, was that her husband was confirmed to have been at the Temple. And as she watched the temple burn, she hoped against hope that her husband would return to her and never leave her loving arms.

Padme then heard the robotic whine of servos and then turned to see C-3PO entering from the bedroom. "My Lady, there's a Jedi fighter docking on the veranda," he informed.

She turned around and rushed to the large family room to see a green Jedi Star-fighter docked where 3PO said it was. The cockpit opened with a compressed squeak, and she saw her husband step out of the open cockpit.

C-3PO walked out to Anakin's ship and talks with Artoo, who beeps out loud. "Hush! Not so loud!" 3PO scolded.

Padme rushed onto the veranda as Anakin exited his ship. The two of them embraced before Padme cupped Anakin's face and pulled it in for a kiss.

"Are you all right? I heard there was an attack on the Jedi Temple . . . you can see the smoke from here." Padme rambled, somewhat frantically.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. I came to see if you and the baby are safe," Anakin said, as he continued to hold his fidgeting wife in his arms.

"Captain Typho's here, we're safe. What's happening?" Padme asked as she cupped his cheeks.

As Anakin and his wife speak, C-3PO continues to talk to R2-D2 on the ship. "What is going on?" Threepio asked. Artoo beeps a reply. "You can't be anymore confused than I am," Threepio replied.

"The situation is not good," Anakin started to explain. "The Jedi have tried to overthrow the Republic . . ."

Padme was caught off guard. She shook her head and her lips struggled to form words. There were a million words coursing through her brain, so she could only settle with saying four. "I can't believe that!" Padme softly exclaimed.

"I couldn't either at first, but it's true. I saw Master Windu attempt to assassinate the Chancellor myself," Anakin explained.

C-3PO leans over and whispers to Artoo. "Something important is going on! I heard a rumor they are going to banish all droids," he said. Artoo beeps rather loudly. C-3PO puts his fingers to his lips. "Shhhhhh . . . not so loud," he said. Artoo beeps quietly. "Whatever it is, we'll be the last to know," he said.

"Anakin, what are you going to do?" Padme asked, tears welling up in her eyes.

Anakin looks down at his feet for a moment and then walks away from Padme. "I will not betray the Republic..." He finally said before he turned around to face her. "...my loyalties lie with the Chancellor and with the Senate," he said before he walked back over to her. "...and with you."

Padme started to think about all of Anakin's friends in the Jedi Order. "What about Obi-Wan," she asked.

"I don't know. . ." Anakin said, "Many Jedi have been killed. We can only hope that he's remained loyal to the Chancellor."

"How could this have happened?" She asked, completely dumbfounded by everything she's just heard.

"The Republic is unstable, Padme. The Jedi weren't the only ones trying to take advantage of the situation. There are also traitors in the Senate that might support them," Anakin said.

Padme just stands and reacts ever so slightly, trying not to look suspicious in front of her fugitive of a husband. "What are you saying?" She asked.

"You need to distance yourself from your friends in the Senate. The Chancellor said they will be dealt with when this conflict is over," Anakin told her.

'Dealt with?' She thought to herself, unsettled.

"What if they start an inquisition? What if the Clones start investigating people. I've opposed this war. What will you do if I become a suspect?" She asked, somewhat terrified.

"That won't happen. I won't let it," he assured her.

"Oh, Anakin, I'm afraid," she said.

Anakin took her into his arms, before he placed both of his hands on either side of her head. He looked her in the eye to be more reassuring. "Have faith, my love. Everything will soon be set right," he said as he stroked her cheeks. "The Chancellor has given me a very important mission. The Separatists leaders have gathered in the Mustafar system. I'm going there to end this war. Wait for me until I return..." he told her. Padme nodded her head obediently. "...things will be different, I promise," he said.

They shared a loving kiss. After a few minutes, they broke apart.

"Please, wait for me," he asked, still holding her chin before he walked away.

"I will," she said.

Anakin gets into his Fighter as Threepio backs away.

Artoo beeps again.

"Well, he is under a lot of stress, Artoo," he said to his counterpart.

Artoo beeps again.

"Take care, my little friend," Threepio said.

Artoo beeps a good-bye, and the fighter takes off. Padme is left alone on the veranda. She starts to cry. Threepio comes up to her.

"My Lady, is there anything I might do?" He asked, wanting to be a faithful servant.

"No thank you, Threepio," she said as she wiped away her tears.

"Could I get you a snack, perhaps?" He asked again.

"No," she said.

Threepio starts to move off and he sighed.

"Oh, I feel so helpless".

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RSV Indomitable, in low orbit above Mandalore.

The space above Mandalore was a testament to the bloody fight that has been taking place in this system for the past week. Warships from all corners of Mandalorian space, including the colonies outside the system, creating a fleet that ranged from heavy fighters, to armored freighters, and fast attack frigates.

There were even three Venator-class Star Destroyers, courtesy of the Republic Navy.

In low orbit, one of those Venators glided through a debris belt - the result of the huge battle that took place here - gently pushing aside the spinning chunks of wreckage as they impacted on its shields. At first glance, the Star Destroyer appeared to be just like the thousands of of other such ships in the Republic Navy, another cog in the machine, if you will. It had the same turbo-laser banks and torpedo tubes, the same dual bridge, and the same red markings of the Republic fleet. By all accounts, it really was nothing special.

But it was special to the captain and its crew. The ships once grand and ornate hull was pitted and pockmarked with scars and blast marks. Each one had a story to tell of the countless battles they fought - like the one above Mandalore - and the paint was coming off in strips.

Another thing that made the ship unique was that it was the flagship of Anakin Skywalker, which was a source of pride for the faithful crew of this mighty warship. 'The Hero without Fear' as Republic propaganda had portrayed him. Also, with Anakin as the ship's Jedi General, it came with a series of tinkering and upgrades to the ship. For instance, when the RSV Resolute was destroyed over Sullust, and Anakin was in the market for a new warship, he made sure to have the ship outfitted with his own personal upgrades. The RSV Indomitable was given an extra layer of armor, upgraded shields, as well as an improved hyperdrive and engines. It was also the first Star Destroyer in the Republic Navy to armed with the SPHA-T heavy beam cannon, which started off as a ground-based artillery piece that could be used against warships. So Skywalker, being the genius that he was, saw the need to have a ship killing weapons on board his ship. Now, the hanger mounted weapon was the bane of any ship that dared to fly underneath it.

This proud warship was currently under the command of Captain Sagoro Autem, a family man from the planet Coruscant, and former senate commando turned mercenary, who eventually came back to the Republic as a naval officer, once the Clone Wars started.

On the bridge of the Indomitable, Autem was tired. His task force has been in this system for an exhausting week to not only liberate Mandalore, but also to protect it from Darth Maul's scorched earth policy. His Task force has been stretched to the breaking point, chasing down Maul's bombers to protect Madanlore's domed cities, at the cost of several Republic warships, including the Star Destroyer Renegade, which was lost with all hands while intercepting Maul's nuclear bombs in order to protect a city.

Since then, Autem hadn't slept, writing a letter of recommendation that every man on that ship be given a medal, and their families compensation.

Now, the captain was anxious to get back to his wife and kids, who had thankfully moved to Corellia before Coruscant was attacked, and retire from the Navy once the war was over.

Autem swept his gaze around the bridge of his ship, nodding approvingly at what he saw. Everything was neat and tidy, just the way it should be. Come to think of it, it was more neat and tidy, since Skywalker and Yularen were recalled to Coruscnat with Kenobi aboard the Vigilance, leaving the Indomitable in his disciplined care.

That was another thing he admired about clones; their unquestioning obedience of orders and a willingness to work tirelessly. His bridge crew was an experienced one; with Feedback at communications, Driver at navigations, Drummer at weapons, Fog at sensors, and Checkmate at operations. He had worked with these men for months, and he knew their capabilities.

As for the rest of the crew, they were as green as grass. So far they've proven themselves worthy of their positions, and ever since the sacrifice of the Renegade and its crew, they've all been pushing themselves to try harder.

He admired that about these men.

Autem continued to stand in front of the large transparisteel viewport that dominated the bridge view. The shining ball of dust that was Mandalore hung below, glowing white-hot from the sunlight bouncing off of the endless tracks of sand. Though it was occasionally dotted with columns of black smoke, thanks to Maul's campaign of self-destruction across the surface.

It really wasn't much to look at. But Autem could tell that his men, despite never visiting this place, were deeply humbled to return to one of the planets that gave birth to many great Madalorians, such as their clone templet, Jango Fett, and drill sergeants like Fenn Rau and Kal Skirata. Some clones even studied Mandalorian history, and adopted some of the culture.

He then turned his gaze to the belts of wreckage floating in orbit as they were herded together by cargo haulers, angered by the fact that some of the debris were from Republic ships. The recent battle, which was drawing to an end, had claimed the lives of many good men, and shattered Mandalore's civilian populace for many years to come.

All the more reason to end this war soon and begin rebuilding.

"Helm," he said, "set a course for low orbit, grid 32-bravo."

"Understood, sir," Driver said, turning back to his console.

Autem folded his hands behind his back as his moved forwards. 'Just an hour', he thought to himself. 'If I could just get one hour uninterrupted-'

"Sir!" Feedback suddenly called out, shattering Autem's wishful illusions about contacting his wife and kids. "Sir, we're getting several transmissions from the surface. Priority Alpha!"

The Captain frowned. Priority Alpha messages, as their name implied, were messages of the utmost importance. And several of them were coming through, which begged the question: 'What could possibly be happening in the aftermath of a battle that required such a tag?'

"Source?" He asked.

"It's coming from the surface sir, at the Sundari Royal Palace," Feedback said.

Autem immediately sprung into action, realizing that they must be in trouble down there. But from what, he had no idea. After all, they had just secured the area. "Put it through," Autem ordered before he walked over to the large holo-table at the back of the bridge, and he stood with his hands clasped behind his back before standing up straighter.

Feedback rattled away at his console for a moment, and then the holo-projector came sputtering to life, spitting out the image a clone captain that was in the heat of battle.

"Captain Rex," he said as the Clone Captain fired his dual pistols at an unseen target, as the sounds of blaster fire and explosions went off around him, "We're getting several distress calls from the surface. What the Hell is going on down there?"

Rex got straight to the point.

"Captain Autffffzzzzz, we've received a trans-ffffzzzzz ffff-ncellor Palpat-ffffzzzzz. He's jus- issued something called... ffffzzzzzz. Ever since then... ffffffzzzzzz... trying to kill Commander Tano. We're under atta-fffffzzzzzz. I Repeat, we're...ffffzzzzzz..."

Autem turned to Feedback, who nodded and started dancing his fingers across his control console. Autem turned back to Rex's hologram as it began to clear back up.

"I repeat, we're under attack from our own men. Send Help!" Rex said before his transmission cut out.

Autem blinked in shock as his brain attempted to comprehend what he was just told. The Chancellor gave an order? Commander Tano was a target? And now Rex and his men were fighting each other? It seemed impossible. The magnitude of such treachery was enormous.

Then he looked back at the bridge crew to see that they were all staring at him, mouths agape and eyes bugging out of their skulls.

Autem just looked at them before he started to receive another transmission. From Coruscant this time. He turned around and pressed the button. That's when a hologram of a hooded figure towered above him.

At first he had no idea who the figure was, until he started speaking.

"Valiant officers of the Republic Navy. The Jedi have launched a rebellion against the Senate. This blatant attempt to overthrow our democracy must not go unpunished. I am therefore issuing Order 66 to all soldiers of the Republic. The Jedi agitators are to be put down at once. Do what must be done. Do not hesitate, and show no mercy."

When the transmission ended, and the hologram of Palpatine disappeared into the table, Autem, with his hands shaking, turned back towards the crew, who were confused and started talking amongst themselves.

Some started arguing.

"The Jedi are traitors? That can't be!"

"What are we supposed to do?!"

"But why are our men shooting each other down there? Are Rex and the others traitors?"

"Rex is no traitor, you stupid shiny!"

"But what about the Chancellor... and the Jedi rebellion?"

"Shouldn't we be following his orders?"

But Autem had had it.

"Enough!" He shouted, silencing all of the confused chatter that came from the clones.

Everyone looked at him with stunned silence. "We have no idea what's going on. But what I do know is that i don't like any of this one bit. So until we know what the frak is going on, we are going to get to the bottom of this. Shut down all transmissions with Coruscant, and contact the other ship captains to do the same. Then tell them to establish a blockade around the planet, and send out fighter squadrons to patrol the hyperspace lanes. Nothing gets in our out of the system unless we say so," Autem said as he looked at his men. "When the blockade has been set up, we're going to send more reinforcements to the surface and secure the palace."

He started looking around.

"Understood?" He asked.

"SIR, YES SIR!"

And with that, the crew of the Indomitable got to work, establishing a blockade around the planet.

Later when the blockade was being set up, the Indomitable broke off and started to descend to low orbit.

"Fog, tactical map, if you please." Autem said, now sporting a bandage around his head due to a concussion, and a bacta patch on his side where he'd been shot, striding to the holoscreen that displayed tactical data.

"On it, sir," the clone said, his fingers pounding diligently away before the map of the Mandalore system appeared showing the known positions of the Indomitable and the task force it was leaving behind to establish the blockade, save for a pair of Arquitens-class light cruisers that followed on his flanks. His ships were outlined in blue. The Mandalorian ships that were scattered across the system were outlined in yellow to show that they were the loyalists and Nite Owls. The very few red-outlined ships were the scattered remnants of the Shadow Collective, who were still resisting the invaders.

'Noble, but futile.' Autem thought to himself as he studied the map, and looked at all of the positions of his task force. The Blockade was in place, and patrols were being sent out to patrol the hyperspace lanes. Everything was running smoothly.

"Sir," Feedback called out, "I've sent the word out to the other officers. I'm getting reports of small arms fire throughout the fleet."

Autem shook his head and sighed, "Tell anyone whose still loyal to us to get things under control ASAP. What about the Nite Owls?"

"Confused and demanding answers." Feedback informed.

"Tell them that we've been boarded by fanatical Maul supporters, and we're keeping the them from escaping, and that a blockade makes it so much easier to fly aid down to the surface." Autem ordered.

"Sir," another comms officer called out, "We're getting reports that Darth Maul has escaped, and is on the run."

"All the more reason to maintain the blockade and secure the city immediately." Autem said calmly.

As Feedback continued getting the word out, Driver turned to look at the captain. "Sir, are we going to help Rex and the others, and the commander too?" The navigator asked.

Captain Autem took a deep breath and moved to the bridge window, thinking about the chaotic situation that was taking place in the city. He watched as the half mile-long hanger door opened up and flew to the city, which was underneath the night sky, which glowed orange from the raging fires.

"We'll see, son. We'll see."

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Sundari Royal Palace, 30 minutes after Order 66 was issued.

Ahsoka Tano, Togrutan, formerly one of the most gifted students in the Jedi order, formerly second in command of the 501st Legion, and formerly Anakin Skywalker's padawan, was running for her life in the rubble-strewn halls of the royal palace.

She threw herself ahead, using the force to dash through the halls and jump up massive staircases or onto high balconies, and cartwheeling through or sliding under doors that were heavily damaged.

The young Force-wielder faced occasional resistance from Clone troopers that got in her way, She deflected fire with her lightsabers as she ran, and used the force to quickly push her men out of the way.

Her own men.

The men who fought beside her for three years, from Christophsis to now.

The men who would've broken her out of prison when she was tried for treason were now trying to kill her without hesitation or remorse.

A wrenching sob was torn from Ahsoka's throat, as she thought back to the traumatic event that was still so fresh in her mind. She could still feel that one trooper's gun barrel jabbing into her back. She could also still hear Rex's last words to her.

"Run!" He had told her, as he fought alongside his loyal brothers, "Run and don't look back!"

Ahsoka dropped her head into her palms and allowed herself to sob for a few seconds. After a few minutes, her Lekku were able to detect the clattering of boot-steps, and they were heading her way. Ahsoka looked up and and jumped up onto a column and climbed up, before sitting perched on the ledge, just as a squadron of clones entered the room with their rifles raised.

They were looking for her. She could hear them chattering amongst themselves. From what she heard, they were no longer the men she had fought alongside for years. They were now her enemy.

But as a member of the Togrutan race, she was a predator by nature, and stealth was one of her areas of expertise. And since she was once a Jedi, her advantage would multiply exponentially, and because of that, she endeavored to make these men her prey.

She looked around the room. It was the parliament chamber, which had served as the nerve center for the Shadow Collective defenses, and thus where the bloodiest of the fighting took place while capturing the building's interior. One thing that Ahsoka noticed was that there were plenty of rows of chairs and desk that could make ample places to hide and crawl behind. Their were also balconies for the second floor that circled the whole room and gave her the high ground. But the thing that got her attention the most was that the room had no natural lighting. It was only the ceiling and wall lights that lit up the place.

She smiled, before she closed her eyes and reached out with the force, concentrating on the lights that illuminated the room.

The clones who spread out across the room had no idea where she was. And soon, as all the light bulbs in the room suddenly exploded in shards of glass before the lights burned out, the clones couldn't see.

They were all effectively blind.

"What the hell just happened?!"

"All the lights just exploded out of no where."

"It's the Jedi. She's in this room. Spread out and find her!"

The clones all activated their helmet lamps and began to spread throughout the room, searching for their target. Ahsoka's predatory instincts began to kick in, and she felt the need to fight wash over her. She smiled as she watched them fan out to search for her in the dark.

The hunt was on.

Palace rooftop.

Meanwhile, Captain Rex and his men were still topside, fighting for their very lives against their own brothers.

Clones were bred for to fight and to follow, and trained alongside each other from the day they could stand and talk. Many of these men were literal pod brothers, and were still tearing at each others throats.

But while Lieutenant Bow and his men killed their opponents, Rex and his men only used stun blasts.

"You're all traitors!" One of the rogue clones called out.

"Other way around, metalhead!" One of Rex's men shouted back, using a term that implied that the rogue clones were droids.

As the fighting went back and forth, Rex could see some of the rogue clones breaking off to head into the palace's lower levels. It was at that point that Rex knew that they were trying to follow and hunt down Ahsoka.

"They're heading for the lower levels. We have to cut them off!" Rex said as he bolted from cover, firing his dual blasters as he did so.

The rest of the squad tried to follow, while the others stayed behind and kept the rogues busy. But when they got closer to the door, they found that a ray shield was over it. Rex groaned and slammed his fist against the shield.

Rex looked over his shoulder at his men and gestured to the shield, "Get this shield deactivated."

Echo tried to hack into the shield controls, the fighting began to intensify for a few seconds. That's when suddenly, a flight of Clone Jet Troopers, led by Lieutenant Vill rocketed up from the plaza outside and began firing on the rogue clones, also with stun blasts.

"We've got reinforcements!" Coric called out.

The other clones started to cheer.

After an intense struggle that lasted for several minutes, Rex watched as Lieutenant Bow and a handful of the other rogues ran off, leaving the others to be stunned by Rex's men and the reinforcements.

He gave Vill and his men a quick nod, as they secured the roof.

Suddenly, they heard something power down behind them. "Got it, shield is disabled," Echo said.

Rex pulled out his sidearms, and his men weapons started to click, beep, and power up.

"Then let's go help Commander Tano." Jesse said.

That's when a sudden artillery barrage began to plaster the rooftop with blaster fire. As they looked over the rooftop to see what was happening, they saw what could only be described as hell boiling to the surface.

Clones fought clones.

Nite Owls fought clones.

And recently liberated citizens were caught in the middle.

Everyone that was supposed to be on the same side immediately erupted into a killing frenzy. One thing was for sure: no one was going to be the winner here today.

"We'll help the commander later." Rex said to his dumbfounded troopers. "Right now . . . we need to secure the palace and then figure out what the hell is going on."

Palace interior, Parliament chamber.

Ahsoka continued to watch from her little hiding place, high above the chamber, sitting on the banister of an overlooking balcony. She watched with slight amusement as that clones looked for her, but slight terror as the beams from the head-lamps scanned the room, even nearly illuminating her on two occasions. But she remained still. She didn't move a muscle.

That's when she jumped down softly and started crawling on the floor on all-fours with a cat-like elegance. When she was close to one clone, she shot up and threw her arms around his neck. The trooper choked as air was cut off to his brain, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious. His weapon clattered to the ground, and his headlamp continued to shine upward, serving as a beacon to the nearby clones that heard the commotion.

Ahsoka quickly, and stealthily, sprinted across the floor, dodging and evading the clone trooper's helmet-lamps, before jumping back up onto her little perch from earlier.

The clones all chattered worriedly as they discovered their comrade.

"He's out cold. That Jedi must've snuck up on him."

"Find her. Search the room in pairs, and stay back to back."

When the group split up and started using new tactics to find her, Ahsoka used new tactics to take them down. She moved swiftly in the dark, knocking several more clones unconscious.

The troopers became more agitated as more and more of their ranks were rendered unconscious. But eventually, a pair of troopers started searching the second floor, and discovered where she was stalking them from.

"We've got her!" One called out before he and his brother opened fire, the blue blaster bolts zipping past her head and illuminating the air around her.

Ahsoka used the force to lift them up and throw them over the balcony. As the two troopers fell down to the ground floor, the rest of the troopers raised their rifles and spotted her with their helmet lights.

"Open fire!" The lead clone called out.

The clones raised their rifles and unleashed a hailstorm of blue blaster fire, but Ahsoka activated her sabers just in time, and wet straight to work deflecting blaster fire. When several clones were downed by their own fire, Ahsoka crouched down on the balcony, and used the force to propel her high into the air before she spun around, her blades making her look like a blue-glowing propellor. When she landed in the middle of a group of clones, she spun-slashed a few clones that were too close to her, while also using the force to push back the rest.

With the clones disorientated, and some of them "disarmed", she got to work finishing them off.

Ahoska runs with acrobatic flips, covering great distance and blocking all blaster bolts from all directions, delivering saber strikes and knocking down any clone in her path. The clones, still bewildered and fatigued from Ahsoka's first attack, tried to fight back, but they could only do one thing: Stand and fight.

But Ahsoka continued to dodge and dash and flip towards her enemies, striking with both blades in quick succession.

When Ahsoka slashed through her last target, she stood in a kneeling position with her sabers pointing up behind her back, before she rose to her feet and observed the carnage around her. Every clone lay dead at her feet, some in several pieces. The only sound was the buzzing hum of her sabers. It was still dark except for her sabers and the still active helmet-lamps of her dead prey.

She took in a deep breath through nose, the smell of warm ozone entering her nostrils. The young togrutan wasn't proud of what she just did. But it had to be done.

Ahsoka deactivated her sabers and continued to move through the palace. She didn't run. She was confident that the bodies she left behind would get the message across.

She couldn't be anymore wrong.

Secret hanger, Sundari Royal palace.

When Ahsoka finally reached her destination, which was the secret hanger where Lt. Vill's men discovered Maul's WMD stash, she looked around for a ship that she could use to leave the planet.

She decided that the best course of action now was to get off world and find anyone who knew what was happening. Maybe her boyfriend on Onderon. Or better yet, her masters.

But just as she was about to inspect one of the Mandalorian fighters that sat in the hanger, the distant sounds of a half-dozen rocket packs roared through the air outside the hanger bay. The flew in and landed. The lead one took her helmet off and allowed her red hair to flow freely onto her shoulders.

That's when Ahsoka let her guard down.

"Kryze. I never thought I'd be so happy to see you."

"Save it Tano. You're going to explain to me what the hell is going on. And then you're going to help us take down Maul."

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Well folks, that was part 18.

Hope you enjoyed. Sorry about the cliffhanger. I'm a horrible person.

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