Hello readers! Sorry about the wait but for some reason my brain just doesn't want to right this in order! I hop you guys like this chapter and please warn me if its boring.
"Left punch, right jab, round house kick, haymaker-oomph!" Echo's voice was cut short as Chopper landed a solid punch to his lower abdomen.
"You're getting better at that." Chopper commented offering his brother a hand. Echo took it and was easily pulled to his feet. "Now do it again." Echo groaned.
"Come on Chop all we ever do is train me!" He complained. "When's it your turn?"
"I don't need training." Chopper replied smugly. Echo raised an eyebrow.
"Well then prove it," he challenged. Choppers smile fell.
"All right." He said walking past Echo heading directly for the storage room door. "I will."
"Wait… what?" Echo nearly shouted running to catch up to his brother.
"You heard me. I'm going to prove it." Chopper hit the button to open the turbo lift doors and stepped in. Echo scampered in after him.
"And how exactly do you plan to do that?" Echo asked nervously. He had seen that look in Choppers eyes several times in the weeks he had known him and it never meant anything good. The scarred trooper looked at him levelly.
"See if you can guess." He answered. Echo huffed he knew what Chopper wanted him to do and he knew he wasn't going to get answers any other way. So the younger trooper closed his eyes and concentrated. He focused his thoughts on the near future. He rifted through useless information. 'Exiting hyperspace tomorrow, landing on Geanosis later in the week…' he focused his search on the next couple of hours. 'Nerff burgers for lunch, inspections latter on in the afternoon…' he managed to close in on information involving Chopper. Echo's eyes snapped open immediately and he turned to his brother with a look of utter horror.
"You wouldn't?" Chopper chuckled in response.
"You're getting better at that. I remember it was just a couple of weeks ago you needed me inside your head acting as a power amp just to figure out what was for lunch tomorrow." Echo scowled.
"Chopper this is a bad idea." He warned.
"Do I get caught?" The scarred trooper asked raising an eyebrow.
"Well no." Echo admitted.
"Then there's absolutely nothing to worry about." Chopper replied as the turbo lift doors opened to the Jedi's private quarters.
"Chopper come on this is a really bad idea!" Echo practically begged.
"Lets see there should be one around here somewhere." Chopper said ignoring his brother's plea's entirely. Echo groaned he knew whom Chopper was going to find.
Just then General Fisto stepped out into the hall from a nearby room. He turned to them in surprise.
"Troopers is there something going on?" the Nautolan asked looking confused. Chopper grinned wickedly. And before Echo could even dream of stopping him he had the Jedi pined to the nearest wall.
"Trooper I demand an expla…" Fisto's voice broke off and his mouth hung open slightly. Echo watched as the Jedi's normally small pupils became larger and larger until the Nautolan's entire eye was consumed by charcoal black. He had expected this. But then something happened that Echo wasn't expecting.
Chopper's muscles went slack and he slumped over. Falling into the Jedi, who stood back rigid up against the wall, before hitting the floor in an unconscious heap. Fisto blinked several time's.
No! No! No! O man what am I going to do? The Jedi in front of him lifted his hand slowly, examining it as though he had never seen it before in his life. The nautoan looked up at Echo a grin plastered on his face.
"Ha! Who needs training now?" the Jedi exclaimed putting his hands on his hips. Echo stared at him as if he had just grown a second head named Clydus. The Jedi sounded… different. Same voice but instead of his familiar Nautoanian accent he was talking like…
"Chopper!" Echo felt the oncoming headache.
"In the flesh!" Fisto/Chopper replied.
"How did you? -" Echo's question was cut off by the brief flash of an image across his mind. The trooper groaned grabbed Choppers limp body and dragged him into the nearest room.
"What are you doing?" Chopper/Fisto asked. Echo didn't respond instead he hit the button on the doorframe and slide it closed in the Nautoan's face.
"Master Fisto, Master Skywalker wishes to see you on the bridge." Chopper stiffened as he realized why Echo was hiding.
No good foresight using… doesn't even bother to warn me. Chopper turned around quickly to face the young Troguta padawan standing behind him.
"Um, thank you youngling." Chopper said doing his best to impression of the nautoan's accent. Ahsoka didn't seem to buy it however because a look of concern crossed her face.
"Master are you feeling all right?" she asked looking genuinely worried.
"A-actually no um I think I should probably lie down for a moment so… ya." Chopper quickly slide the door open behind him stepped back and slide it closed again as fast as was humanly possible.
"Ok I'll tell Skyguy you'll be a little wile." The young padawan said her voice slightly muffled by the door. When Chopper was shore she was gone he turned and glared at Echo.
"You couldn't have warned me?" He exclaimed angrily. Echo made a face.
"Your mess you clean it up." the trooper replied with a shrug. "Now get back in your phwoarin' body." Choppers grinned and carefully sate his limp form up against the wall. He slowly pried open the eye's, which were revealed to still be the chilling red on black combination which made Echo's blood run cold to look at. The nautoan body wobbled slightly and then fell backwards. Echo managed to catch him before he hit the ground and then carefully laid the Jedi down on the metal floor. Chopper's body shivered and then snapped back to life. The scarred trooper stood slowly the same stupid grin plastered on his face.
"I don't ever want to know how you learned to do that." Echo stated flatly.
"Aw come on!" Chopper complained. "Its one Dar'yaim of a story." They carefully lifted the Jedi master onto his bed. Before leaving the room.
"You want to tell stories ok. When you are you going to tell me how you figured out you were a force sensitive?" Echo asked strongly as they got back on the turbo lift. Chopper stiffened Echo had been asking him this ever since he had found out they were force sensitive and he had been doing his best to avoid the question every time it came up.
Luck must have been on his side that day because just then the turbo lift door opened and two more troopers stepped on putting an end to their conversation.
Echo shot his brother a fierce glance. One way or another he was going to find out what happened to him.
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