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The dull, grey Separatist prison loomed in front of them. It wasn't particularly big, but it was intimidating.

"Can you believe we can just land like this?" Cain scoffed as he touched the stolen Separatist shuttle down onto a landing platform.

"I would've thought they had more security, especially when holding a Republic Senator," Fives said and rolled his eyes.

Cain scanned the platform, devoid of droids. Not even in the anti-ship canons. "Something's wrong. Someone's already been here. No droids in sight."

Fives put a hand on Cain's shoulder and leaned forwards to get a better look outside. "You're right."

Cain watched the unmoving platform and sighed. "Let's go."

They out their helmets on and readied their blasters. Cain held his blasters out as the shuttles ramp lowered. No movement occured.

"Does this feel like a trap to you?" Fives whispered into their synced helmet comms.

"Yeah," Cain replied. "Let's find her."

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The pair carefully walked through the halls of the prison, blasters held ready. Cain spotted a functioning terminal, undamaged unlike the rest of them.

"Watch my back," Cain said and started typing in the Senator's name.

"I don't think your back is going to need much watching," Fives replied, but kept a look out anyway.

"Ah, found her. Floor fifteen, cell twenty-seven."

Cain picked up his blasters and lead the way to the lift.

"Can you sense her?"

"Of course I can. But I've been shutting it out because I wanted to do it the authentic way."

Fives chuckled. "Of course."

They successfully reached the elevator and selected the floor they needed. In the prison, being Force-sensitive wasn't needed to feel how much suspension was in the air. So thick a dull vibroblade could cut it like cutting through soft butter.

When they reached the floor, they found the whole place to be littered with destroyed droids. B1s, super battle droids, even droidekas. Sparks still flew as if they had been destroyed moments before they arrived.

"What the hell happened here?" Fives asked, to no one in particular.

The two edged forward to find the Senator's cell, but something caught Cain's eye. The wounds the droids suffered. They weren't blaster or lightsaber. The caught electricity sizzling through the droids.

"Damn Irealia. She's exposed herself," Cain lowly said.

Fives stopped. "What do you mean?"

"She Force-sensitive, just like her whole side of her family." Cain hoped Fives wouldn't ask what exactly caused the sizzling.

"Oh. Wait, these clankers weren't demolished by blasters?"

"No. Take a closer look."

Fives did and sucked in a breath. "Is she dangerous?"

"Can have a foul attitude, but otherwise she's alright. She'll probably punch me."

"Part of me doesn't want to ask."

"After highschool Alyssa and I got accepted to be the Republic's affiliated bounty hunters, but so did Irealia's brother, Sephinroth. We were already friends, but Alyssa and I didn't plan for him to be there. But we worked together anyway. Seph and us made a great team."

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