Fives heart was pounding against his armor once they took the hill. He kept his gaze on the horizon where he knew the gunship would be coming from. Where Krell would be coming from. Fives flinched when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning to his right he relaxed at seeing Rex standing there checking over the horizon as well. Fives wanted to tell him about Krell, but if he told him too soon then a lot of men could die. He had to be patient and he hated it.

"Umbara was bad. Really bad," Fives whispered over their private link causing Rex to look at him.

Rex didn't know what to say to that. He couldn't say that things would go differently, because he honestly didn't know what happened last time. He couldn't just ask Fives to tell him what happened either, because the second they changed things his information would be useless. It was really complicated. Instead Rex tightened his grip on Fives' shoulder in comfort before turning to General Skywalker.

Then the sound of a gunship echoed over the shadow plains. Fives tensed up the flash of a green lightsaber humming right next to his neck appearing across his vision. Fives swallowed down his fear and called out to Skywalker pointing in the direction of the gunship.

Almost no one could hear the light shake to Fives' voice, but Rex noticed. Rex noticed because he had heard it before. When Fives was telling him and Cody about the chips. When he told them about the Chancellor. When he talked about Tup or Echo. Fives was afraid.

Rex turned his gaze to the gunship and stepped closer to Fives placing a careful hand on the ARC's arm. The ARC stepped back into the touch as the gunship began to land.

"Krell," Fives spoke over the comms anger and fear bleeding into his voice as Rex tightened his grip.

"Fives. Talk to me," Rex spoke watching as the besalisk stepped off the gunship and began talking to General Skywalker.

"He…he was the cause of many deaths here. He's reckless like General Skywalker, but he doesn't fight with us. He lets us do the dirty work then claims the victory for himself," Fives swallowed as they watched Skywalker and Krell go back and forth over something.

Rex dipped his head as he watched the small argument heat up. I'll have to watch out for him then. If he scares Fives this much then he certainly isn't good. Rex's thoughts derailed as he watched Skywalker step on to the gunship leaving the 501st with Krell. Rex tightened his grip on Fives' arm before slipping away to greet the jedi.

"General Krell, your reputation precedes your, sir. It's an honor to be working with you," Rex spoke carefully walking up to the jedi who held his head high as if he were superior to them.

"Surprising that you are able to recognize the value of honor, for a clone. Stand at attention when I address you. Your flattery is duly noted, but it will nor be rewarded. There's a reason my command is so effective," Krell spoke looking across the group of clones before turning to Rex.

Fives' fear was override with rage as a low growl escaped the ARC. Krell glanced at Fives momentarily looking him up and down. Krell stared at Fives for a good while before waving one of his hands as a dismissal, and walking away. As the group of clones relaxed Fives stared in Krell's direction. He huffed lightly as he turned his head to Rex who as bothered as him. The ARC swallowed tightly as he began moving. This was not going to go well. At all.

/

Fives paused briefly turning to look across the battalion of tired and worn out troops. The ARC huffed lightly and turned back around to continue walking. They couldn't keep up this pace for long. Fives remembered that Kix would try to talk to Rex about it, but it wouldn't work. The ARC sighed and rolled his shoulders lightly, and pushed on. The shadow planet was too quiet for the ARC and he hated not being able to see more than ten feet in front of himself.

Fives was lost in thought as he walked not really paying attention to everything around him. His thoughts wandered to his and Jesse's near execution when he felt someone brush past him. Glancing up he gave a light nod to Kix. He had his head cocked to the side lightly as he studied the ARC.

"You okay? You seem on edge," Kix asked over the comms.

"I'm alright. We need to take a rest. He'll wear out the battalion before we get to the city," Fives dipped his head glancing over his shoulder at the other troops behind him.

"I'll talk to Rex," Kix nodded and moved up the line.

Fives' jaw clenched as he watched Kix move up. They wouldn't be getting any rest anytime soon. That he was certain of.

/

Rex had somehow managed to convince Krell to give the 501st a small rest. He didn't know how he did it, but Fives was glad he managed to do it. The ARC was leaned up against a tree watching over the troops and the horizon of their target. They had a timetable to keep so the rest would be short, but it was enough to catch a breather.

"Anything on the horizon?"

"No. Just fog," Fives replied easily not even having to turn his head to know it was Rex.

They may share the same voice and face, but they all had their differences. Every clone could tell the difference in another clone, but to natural borns they all sounded and looked the same. Fives, for instance, had a more rebellious tone to his voice and was more prideful. Rex was humble and his voice have a low rumble to it.

"All he's doing is raising everybody's ire," Fives spoke taking a swing from his water.

"I know. I can put up with him until we take Umbara," Rex nodded sitting down next to the ARC.

"I don't trust him," Fives snarled quietly setting down his water.

"I don't either, but we can't do much about it right now," Rex nodded watching over his battalion.

Fives and Rex sat in silence as they kept their eyes on the 501st. Fives huffed lightly causing Rex to look over at the ARC. A light twitch at the corner of the captain's mouth gave away the ghost of a smile. Umbara was going to be difficult for sure, but at least he had Fives around to help him.

/

Fives ducked beneath blaster fire shooting one Umbaran easily before spinning around and executing another. Fives snarled as he got back to back with Rex. This wasn't supposed to happen. He didn't remember this ambush. This was different. This was changed.

"They're everywhere!"

"Take cover!"

"We're surrounded!"

"Stay together-," Fives yelled out only to be cut off by a bolt hitting him dead center.

Pain bursted through the ARC as he felt his knees buckle. What?Everything went into slow motion as he fell to the ground a burning hole in the center of his chest armor.

"Fives!"

He could hear yells across the field reporting in that he was hit. That he was down.

"ARC down! ARC down!"

Someone was yelling for a medic. Someone was grabbing onto him.

"Someone get Kix!"

Arms wrapped around his chest and another set of hands was on his chest.

"Fives! Fives! Fiv'ika! Fiv'ika please!"

Fives' vision went blurry and dark as his helmet was ripped off. Something metallic was filling his mouth and it wasn't until the blaster fire quieted down that he realized it was blood. The ARC reached out with a shaking hand only to have it gripped tightly by someone else's.

"Rex go! I'll take care of him. You need to go. The battalion needs you. I have Fives."

"Right. Stay with me Fiv'ika. Stay with me."

All Fives saw was darkness and red.