This Isn't Gonna End Well

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Rex's POV:

Boy, where do I begin? Ever since our arrival on Mandalore and everything just went sideways. Quick recap, immediately ambushed, split up, escaped, well except for the unlucky half who acted as bait for the senator and basically her personal bodyguards to flee. Who if you ask me, she should have never came in the first place. But that's a different story. Don't get me wrong, all clones love senator Amidala, heck she's one of the only senators who doesn't treat clones like bantha poo. But bringing her along to terrorist infested planet for a rescue mission is borderline stupid, no offense to the generals of course. 

To be fair though, these generals aren't really the pinnacle of smart decision makers at the moment. Their current predicament is the reason there's another suicide rescue mission, which brings me to the present. Our preparation to fix the double incarceration issue in the Mandalorian palace.

 After falling on the old suspicious guy Kole's doorstep, Ahsoka decided to trust him enough to add him to our glorious rescue plan. And dear Force, is it one amazing plan, alright. I've went on suicide missions before, heck if executed plenty myself, so it's very safe to say I'm not foreign to the concept, but this is just nuts. 

I run the plan back in my head as I ready the new additions to my blasters, one of Ahsoka's newest contraptions made from scraps in Kole's old armory from his old dilapidated heavy duty launshers. And dear goodness, does this guy have an armory. Mostly out of order weaponry since it was either too damaged for repair or it zoned out from the weapons category to the antiques section, nonetheless they fit their place in Ahsoka's insane plan as well as one could hope. 

I holstered away my blasters and hooked on my newest pack contraption, that for the sake of all that's good and holy, hope works, onto my back as I look around the armory and let myself have a second to admire it.

It was a relatively grand room for a medium sized house, the walls were made of grey and brown cobblestone, with only one window fastened with durasteel shutters to act as a bunker in case of an emergency no doubt. I looked around the room at the dozens and dozens of wall chinks and hooks that contain the seemingly endless amount of weaponry fastened to the wall. from blasteres to snipers, grenades and rocket launshers, even the gardening tools looked epic in the entourage of priceless relics that were these weapons. Some were completely legendary pieces that were sadly out of commission, like a mini ion blaster-canon that was said to bring down ray shields, but that was broken a long time ago no doubt in battle.

For all my mistrust of Kole, I can't help but admire him a bit, all the stories and retellings he most have of the days when he served with general Kenobi, not even mentioning the literal weapons museum he has going on here, and I wouldn't be a clone if I didn't appreciate some good loot. 

Right as I was admiring the CT 13 blasters this guy has, (I thought these went extinct) Ahsoka walked in and gave me a warm smile. For all the hard time I've been giving her about her crazy, stupid plan, she's the one I admire the most. She has to lead solo, admitted to a position where no living creature would want to be, and still keeping a positive attitude. I just couldn't help but smile. 

My eyes trailed after her as she rummaged through the armory. She truly was beautiful, even as she was covered in dust and grime from our recent, previous adventures on Mandalore, but she was still as radiant as ever. Alright I'll admit the boys were right, I might have a tiny crush on her, but only because I've come to see her as the woman she has rightfully become. Forced to grow up so fast, never able to enjoy the moment, or any moment at all for that matter. Honestly sometimes I question if truly did emotionally mature, sometimes I fell my age, stuck in the mind of a teenage boy.  I just wish I could se her smile, properly. A true happy smile at the sun, not one of the grim ones she gives me and the boys so we don't die of depression.

If only one day when all this is over we could finally catch up on lost time, all of us. When we don't have to keep killing ourselves for an endless war, a meaningless one at that. The more we go into it, the more I detest this war, a conflict that took soo much away from so many, it took the most away from us, the one's fighting at it's forefront. 

As I watched her I could feel the shadow of a large man coming from the door behind me and manifesting next to me in a sturdy pose and arms crossed. His ginger red beard gave him a tough rougish look, kind of if general Skywalker had general Kenobi's beard with Mace Windu's attitude. And then I immediately dismissed that thought because it made my skin crawl.

"She is quite something isn't she? Determined in the darkest of times, a strong leader even is she would never see herself as such, reminds me of a friend of mine" Kole said with a smirk as we both watched her work distractedly on another blaster. "I honestly don't see what she's doing, my blasters were a lost cause from a very long time ago, no amount of rehabilitation can fix what's broken." Kole said with the kind of undertone that indicated an ulterior meaning.

 "You wouldn't know if you've never tried and believe me, she does not give up." I said turning towards him to emphasize my point. Kole chucked "I hope you're right, for all of our sakes. Don't let her go, don't be stupid like I was." He looked me straight in the eye, I was completely speechless, ok was it that obvious or are people mind readers these days? I was probably so stunned I was gaping, because with one that smirk and a chuckle, the gave me a pat on the shoulder and walked away.

As she finished her final tweaks on her newest creation, she takes of the work goggles and turns to me with a satisfied expression. "Done! Told you I could do it, didn't I Rexy? Meeting in the living room in 5, ok? we need to wrap things up and get moving." She gave me a playful salute which I returned and trekked off. As I watched her walk away I thought for a moment that maybe, just maybe, things might not be totally awful in the end.

I'm baaaaaaaaack!!! Soooo sorry for the wait guys but I was busy with other stuff and honestly lacked the motivation for a bit. I know this isn't a really good chapter but het it's character building and at least we're almost there!!! Next chapter may or may not be the escape part 1 ;) This chapter will be the only new update for a while since it's back to school season and I start Sunday. Thank you ssssoooooooo much for 1.9k reads and all the support you guys have given me to complete this silly story. Hope you enjoy, please comment and vote if you like it! 

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