did you think i was dead? nope, :) sorry for the long wait in the confusing darkness. :/ i should probably take this time to tell you that if anyone is reading 'unmanageable kayos' its been placed on hiyatos temporarily :( but the tale of hevy continues. i hope this is long enough, i'm updating at midnight... i feel bad about not updating anything lately :P
Hevy leaned his back against the cool metal of his prison cell walls. No, not cell, interrogation room. A cell would have a steal slab bed and 'fresher. This room held only a metallic table and two chairs all of which were firmly bolted to the ground. Hevy racked his brain, trying desperately to remember how he knew that.
Focus on the matter at hand.
Hevy started, unfolding his arms and straitening his back out of habit. Sorry sir.
Hevy shook his head again and ran a hand absently over his now short blond hair. Kriff I just can't get used to that. Impersonating the captain had proved to be a much harder task than he had originally anticipated. Especially when that Troguta came into the picture. Its almost like she knew him personally…
Perhaps she did.
Sir?
Surly you felt her sense of betrayal? That hurt can only come from a lover.
Hevy shook his head once again. What should I do?
Use it.
He nodded slowly, a small twinge striking inside his chest. He didn't want to hurt the trogruta. She seemed nice; his beef was with that traitor captain.
Hevy's gaze shot up when a man he did not recognize entered the room.
General Obi wan Kenobi.
Obi wan was flabbergasted. Never in the two years he had been fighting this war had Kenobi suspected the captain was capable of treason.
And yet he tried to kill Anakin. Kenobi wanted answers, as a Jedi he was forbidden from attachments. But Anakin was his padawan and despite the fact that he was completely irresponsible and reckless Obi wan cared deeply for the younger man. Like a father watching over his wayward son.
Rex was like Anakin in so many ways it was almost scary. Both where impulsive, impatient (though the captain was careful not to show it). They where both rash, good pilots, they both carried the weight of the universe on there shoulders. In a philosophical discussion Kenobi had once had with his own second in command he had come across the sad truth that command clones often modeled themselves after their Jedi generals, adapting there personality and even their way of looking at the world.
It made him deeply concerned for the captains well being. He loved Anakin as a brother but he knew all to well that the boy's personality was a lit fuse; especially for someone who's entire life had been built on order and protocol.
The captain's treachery only seemed to prove this.
Cody had taken the news badly, at first seeming to not believe it at all. But the Commander was a man of reason, much like his own general. And he had since been filled with a spin chilling mix of anger, betrayal, and guilt. One didn't even need to be force sensitive to know this. It was written all over the man's face, if you knew what you where looking for.
Kenobi's ship had been on its way to there rendezvous point with admiral Uloren's fleet in the outer rime when he received word on the captain betrayal.
The 'negotiator' had immediately changed courses, heading directly for the 'resolute'.
Now Jedi master Obi wan Kenobi stood in front of the man who had nearly killed his former padawan.
He sensed turmoil and… something unfamiliar.
"General." The captain acknowledge him with a node, immediately the sense of turmoil vanished, the unfamiliarity in his force signature disappeared completely, causing Kenobi to question his own abilities.
"Captain." Kenobi nodded his acknowledgment his face a mask to the anger hidden within anger is not the Jedi way. The red hair man took a seat at the metal table in the center of the room; he motioned for Rex to do the same. "This is quite the mess wouldn't you agree, captain?"
"All depends on how you look at it sir." Rex remained standing, arms folded across his chest, an unreadable expression across his face.
"All do respect Captain, you failed, another man will come to take your place as Anakin's second when he recovers. You will be sent to prison for treason against the republic, and though the death penalty was abolished years ago I highly doubt you'll ever walk free again." Obi wan was known for his skills as a negotiator. Interrogation, he knew, required a much different set of skills. Show them it is pointless to fight, and they will tell you what you want to know.
"I disagree." Rex's features remained neutral but there was an unmistakable twinge of cockiness in his voice. "My influence runs deeper than you think, sir."
Keep talking captain. Obiwan placed a hand on his chin, fawning interest. "And pray tell who else have the separatist's corrupted?"
Rex scowled deeply, clearly having said more than he intended.
Just then Kenobi's COM link beeped.
-"Sir general Skywalker has gained consciousness, he wishes to speak to you."-
Kenobi sighed lifting the COM to his mouth. "Please inform him I'll be there momentarily."
-"Yes sir."-
Obi wan looked up at the captain. "We'll have to continue this conversation later."
Rex just glared at him.
"Chopper this is a VERY bad idea." Echo's concerns fell on deaf ears as the scared trooper peered around the corner, into the hall general Kenobi would walk threw any moment.
"I want answers." Chopper stated flatly. "This is how we get them."
"But this is OBIWAN KENOBI you're talking about!" Echo tried desperately to reason with his brother. "There's no way this is going to work!"
"Quite! He's coming." Chopper hissed pulling his head back around the corner and waiting, Echo was about to open his mouth to say something when several images flashed through his mind.
Kriff.
On the bridge of the 'resolute' CD-323, (Pax to his brothers) noticed something on the radar.
"We got an incoming ship." He spoke looking up at the deck sergeant.
"Seppie's?" the sergeant asked peering over Pax's shoulder to look at the screen.
"No sir." Pax shook his head. "Civilian ship, small, only one."
"Probably just some off course merchants. Let them pass."
"Yes sir." Pax watched the blinking dot on his screen, at the same time scanning for anything else that might be nearby. There was nothing. Pax's attention snapped back to the civilian ship when a realization struck him. "Sir!" Pax called out waving for his sergeant to come back. "They're going to land in the emergency hanger!"
Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid- Greeto was not enjoying this job at all. Stupid screwed up force sensitive and his stupid screwed up plan and that stupid stubborn clone and this whole stupid-
-"This is CD-323 of the star destroyer 'resolute' please-"-
"Shut up!" Greeto hit a button on the dashboard successfully silencing the transmission. This was the worst plan he'd ever heard! But unfortunately… he needed the money… badly.
The rodian focused on piloting the starship.
A small smirk grew on Hevy's lips as general Kenobi exited the interrogation room.
Plant the seed's of uncertainty, and it will uproot all others.
Now I get to kill him? Hevy couldn't hide the hopeful smile forming on his face.
Soon. Hevy sighed in disappointment. First we must get to him correct?
The smile returned and Hevy's chocolate brown eyes lit up with the possibility's he slowly raised his hands into the air.
Yes sir.
This is bad this is really, really bad. Echo grabbed a hold of Choppers shoulder and pulled him away from the corner, just as general Kenobi walked past.
"Phwoar it Echo!" Chopper swore under his breath. "I could have-"
"We got bigger problems." Echo hissed pulling his brother around the corner and hurrying down the hall toward the ships emergency hanger. "If we hurry we might be able to catch him."
"What are you talking about?" Chopper didn't really expect an answer though; instead he followed Echo through the hallways hoping to the force that his brother knew what he was doing.
Jester held his blaster tightly against his chest. He didn't move his head, but followed General Kenobi with his eyes until the Jedi could no longer be seen in his line of vision.
The whole ships gone to daryam. Jester had been ordered to act as extra guard detail for the ship brig. Now he along with 5 other troopers, stood guard outside of there former captains holding cell. Why would he do this? Jester still couldn't wrap his head around the idea that the captain Rex had become a turncoat.
It was unthinkable,
Like the sergeants betrayal? Jester frowned behind the safety of his helmet. Slick's betrayal hadn't really been much of a surprise, at least not for him. He'd known Slick longer than the others, he'd known about the mans hatred for the senate, the republic, the Jedi.
They were hatch mates, practically of the same jar. Of course he'd known. No, not like Slick, not at all.
And then it happened.
A near defining clap filled the hall's as the red/purple energy shield holding the captain in exploded outwards shattering like glass before dissolving completely in the air.
His ears were ringing, he couldn't think.
Jester acted on instinct, raising his blaster toward the now open cell. Out of the corner of his eye Jester could see the other guards doing the same.
The Captain stood in the now smoking entryway, a small grin plastered on his face.
"Freeze!" Rex ignored the order entirely; shooting forward with speed Jester had thought only Jedi capable of. He knocked the first guard into a bulkhead, grabbing his gun and shooting another man in the leg, he raised his gun and fired at the others. Catching one in the arm and another in the shoulder, before he turned and took off in the direction of the emergency hanger.
Kriff. Jester took off after him; the only other uninjured trooper close on his heals. Jester lifted his COM to his lips shouting frantically into it.
"Commander we have a situation!"
Cody examined the man in front of him coldly. The last time he'd seen Gus was during the debriefing directly following Slicks betrayal.
It was almost scary how much the sergeant had changed.
Gus' hair had been allowed to grow out, now past military regulation and looking like he hadn't washed it in quite a wile. An uneven stubble had formed on his face, as though he had went to shave it one day and stopped half way through. Dark bags hung under his eyes and his entire face was sunken as though he hadn't eaten in at least a few days. The small round drops of mostly dried blood on the troopers thy plat causing an emotion to form inside of the commander that he couldn't quite identify.
But his behavior was the worst of it. The sergeant's eyes darted around the room, a crazy, fearful glint in them as he checked over his shoulder every couple of minutes. His leg was bouncing up and down unconsciously and his finger taped against his thy plating with a distinctive, clink.
He looked as though he expected someone to try and kill him any moment.
And what the sergeant had told him made no sense at all.
Gus had spent the last 10 minutes rambling on about something that Cody couldn't even understand. It was insane. Or rather he was insane.
And the commander knew that if something weren't done someone would be killed because of it. It shocked Cody that no one had kriffing noticed the mans deterioration.
But then again Rex was a traitor, and it made perfect sense for a turn coat to leave a clearly deficient man in a position of power.
His goal was to create kayos. And kayos he created.
-"Commander we have a situation!"- The sound of a brothers voice crackling over the COM broke the silence Cody and Gus had been sitting in. the sergeant seemed not to notice at all. –"Sir the prisoner has broken out of his cell he's headed down corridor b7."-
No more than a millisecond later Cody's COM crackled again. The same voice but a different brother.
-"Sir we have an unauthorized landing in progress, emergency hanger B. What are your orders sir?"-
osik Cody activated the open COM channel speaking to every man on the ship.
"All available men report to Emergency hanger B, we have a code 535 in progress. Commander out." Cody stood quickly, jamming his helmet on his head; Gus seemed to take notice of this. Standing to follow. Cody stopped him. "Stay here until you receive orders to the contrary."
Ahsoka felt herself swimming in an ocean of biter anger and betrayal.
How could he? The young troguta sat cross-legged on her bed, trying to fight off the barrage of emotions. She remembered the code.
There is no emotion, there is peace.
But it was a lie. Ahsoka had learned that biter truth the first time she fought, the first time she'd been forced to watch her men die around her. There would always be emotion. And in this war there was no peace.
She had thought she could have peace with Rex.
Oh how wrong she had been.
Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde.
He had spoken those words to her, it had been a PROMISE a vow, one that would never- SHOULD never have been broken.
And she had answered him, speaking in the tongue of her ancestors, just as he had spoken in his.
Kami ay ang isa kung namin sama-sama o hiwalay, namin ibahagi ang lahat kami ay itaas ang ating mga anak ng.
She regretted it all now.
How could he? After everything I've given up for him? The aruetii!
He would be executed; she'd be expected to attend. Could she really bring herself to do that?
Ahsoka's COM link chimed. -"All available men report to Emergency hanger B, we have a code 535 in progress. Commander out."-
The togrutan wasn't as familiar with military protocol as she should have been, but she recognized the designation for an escaping prisoner. Ahsoka reached out her hand, calling her light saber to her with the force and grabbing it mid air. Taking off out of the room.
One way or the other she would get answers. Rex would not escape her wrath so easily.
i was originally going to include a bit more... but i decided to cut it off here *evil laugh*apologies for any confusion but all will become clear with time i promise. :D hopfully i'll get another update done soon, until then...
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