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Chapter Five

"Erica!"
The redheaded male soldier that was with them ran out towards the lifeless woman on the ground.
The other dark haired soldier tried to grab him then retreated back behind the safety of the wall,
"Stan! Get your ass back here!"
The redhead, Stan, was knelt down holding Erica in his arms.
"Stan! This is an order!"
Alex peered over and noticed Stan silently crying while holding Erica's dog-tags.
In one swift moment a large, Imperial-uniformed, bulky figure ran forward from around the corner and stabbed Stan using the electric bayonet on his long, gray rifle.
The dark-haired soldier looked towards Alex and shouted, "Run!"
The four of them ran back down the way they came while the soldier was in the back, shooting at the, thing, following them.
Alex looked back for a moment and noticed the creature was running on two-legs, gripping a rifle normally, but it was angling itself so the bullets would bounce off a large, circular object on it's back. A shell?
Eventually the four came back into the room which they originally ran away from. They quickly turned around because all the rescuers were dead in there and Imperials were scanning for survivors.
They ran back only to come face-to-face with the thing that chased them before.
Alex looked directly at it and noticed it looked kind of like a giant... turtle? Like a humanoid, muscular turtle dressed in imperial armor with no helmet.
Alex realized they were trapped by enemies on all sides. All three of them trapped. Wait, three? Alex looked around and couldn't find Mike anywhere. The... Turtle, dropped his rifle and grabbed Gavin on the shoulders, while the Imperials from behind started to come out to see what was going on.
"Excuse me, get your hands off of that boy!"
A tall Imperial soldier with no helmet and stern facial features, wielding a sword pointed it towards the turtle.
The turtle growled before saying, "...Sorry sir."
The soldier put his sword down and put it in his sheath, never taking a finger off of it's handle.
"What is your name soldier?"
The turtle looked away and spoke quietly, "Eric..."
"Well... Eric. I will be taking these, Rebels, elsewhere to proper imprisonment."
The obviously higher ranked soldier waved the curious, approaching Imperials away.
"You filthy rebels, hand over your weapons at once." He reached his hand over, expecting their guns to be placed on it.
Alex looked up at him and barely saw that he had winked. That Imperial Officer winked which felt odd to him.
For some reason Alex felt a sort of reassurance that things will be okay.
He slowly placed his pistol on the palm of the officer's hand and after a minute of silence, Gavin and the Rebel did the same.
"Thaaank you. Now. Follow me."
The Officer led the way past Eric and down the hall with the guns in his hand.
After walking silently through the narrow hallway for what seemed like an eternity for Alex, the Officer spoke up, "I suppose I should explain myself."
Gavin and Alex exchanged looks of confusion.
The Imperial Officer handed them their weapons back and oddly enough, he began to shrink.
He only shrank a couple of inches before the rest of his body began to change.
His whole body morphed to a smoother, younger figure.
The Imperial armor went into his skin and disappeared, while his sword that he never let go of stretched down to the form of his finger attached to his hand.
After all that, he turned back to face the little group and he was revealed to be... Mike.