#captain rex | interactions

[dreamyourselfxbackagain]

It had been a long day, and Rex had pretty much just been planning to get home and sleep. Odd reality that, where it was possible to just live without the threat of surprise attacks from battle droids. He had a lifetime of memories of living like that, but now with his real memories back, the relief was harder to shake off.

For the most part he'd kept his head down, if he was here he didn't know who else would be, and there was a lot with cause to hate the clones. He'd defend his brothers, he had done in the war and under the Empire, nothing would change that. But it was conviction that was a little harder to hold onto when he walked round the corner and almost directly into Anakin. "General Skywalker?" as far as he had known, he had been another victim to Order 66.

@totouchthcstars for Anakin

[dreamyourselfxbackagain]

Yet another new place, though this one at least seemed a little more technologically advanced. Not nearly as much as he had been used to before, but it was better than nothing. It was why he had been exploring a little, trying to keep his head down. It seemed to have backfired when he heard someone speak. "Oh, sorry" had he been staring? He'd been lost in his own thoughts. Perhaps it was an appearance thing, though that wasn't something he ever understood, it was hard to when there were millions of clones with the same face he had. "Was just trying to get my bearings, isn't somewhere I recognise".

@thebridgestarters​ | location; central park, new york

genya couldn’t quite understand what was going on. suddenly ending up in these different places, after only just getting her real memories back in sydney, it was strange. but the grisha was resilient. after all she had been through, she had to be. the city she was in was large and overwhelming. there was so much going on and it could be chaotic and a lot more advance than genya could ever imagine. but she found some solace and peace in the large park. sitting on a bench, genya was simply basking in the spring sunshine, watching the clouds pass by. but then she felt eyes on her. “can i help you?” genya asked the other, in a sharp, accusing tone. she knew that her appearance, with scars and an eye patch, gained looks wherever she went now. it was something the red head had to get used to. but still, she didn’t appreciate being gawked at.

[tcw-incorrect-quotes]

Post Anakin’s dream about Padme dying: Rex: Hey Anakin, Ahsoka just broke my seashell lamp.  Anakin: Neat. I’m gonna die alone.  Rex: Okay, you win.

[knightprincess]

Magic Medic (Part 1 of 3) - The 501st

Words: 2.2k Requested by: @rexmeshlasblog Note: She/her pronouns and Y/N are used. The second part will also include an OC (Iseult)—it was originally meant to be a one-shot but became a mini-series instead.

The war was brutal, even for the bravest of people, even for the troopers who had been created to fight for the republic tirelessly. Often with no reward or gratitude for the battles won and sacrifices made. There is no time to truly mourn and grieve the loss of their brothers who perished on the many battlefields spread across the wartorn galaxy.

Despite the never-ending stream of battlefields and warzones, some troopers had found something to help them keep fighting even when they wanted nothing more than to live a normal life, to be free and be able to choose what they wanted rather than someone deciding it for them. Rex was one of those lucky few. His reason for fighting outside of loyalty to what he believed in and his brothers and friends was a medic—specifically, the civvi medic assigned to the 501st.

She was beautiful, an angel in the eyes of many. Gentle, kind, and innocent, even with a contagious laugh that could get even the grumpiest men to smile. (Y/N) Devitt was her name. She comes from a small, peaceful island on an outer rim world, so out of the way, it hadn't been touched by the war and was almost as unknown as Kamino.

She would speak of her family on the odd occasion, but only when asked. Her parents had passed on when she was just a little girl, too young to truly remember them, so her uncle had taken her and her three siblings in and raised them as if they were his own. All three of (Y/N)'s siblings had applied for the GAR, too, when the republic announced they were hiring civilians. One of her brothers was a mechanic assigned to the 212th, and the other was a cryptographer stowed away in the military base on Coruscant. Finally, her sister was a medic, and she was often on rotation. She'd be wherever she was needed. As was typical for civvi medics, there weren't enough for each legion to have their own.

"Do you think Rex knows?" asked Jesse, looking to the datapad in hand; on it was the personnel file of the civvi medic identified as CM-1916. As was customary for the files of civvi personnel, there was a picture and a few personal details, such as last name, homeworld, gender, and age, but that was it. "Our angel is set to be transferred to the 104th," added Jesse as he handed the datapad to Fives and Echo.

Kix stood in the corner, still trying to process his feelings. (Y/N) was the most helpful medic they'd had so far. She had been with them twice throughout her rotations; the first time, she'd not been afraid to speak her mind or have a laugh with the boys. This second time, she'd been calmer, less sarcastic, but still brought light to their dark days.

"She never mentioned she worked with the commandoes before," worded Fives, astonishment flooding his voice as curiosity began to take over. (Y/N) wasn't any stranger to telling stories of her time with other legions, and on the occasions she was back on Coruscant. But she never stated she'd been assigned to Foxtrot and the unorthodox Clone Force 99.

"(Y/N)'s too gentle and innocent to be around Gregor," voiced Kix, almost storming over to the trio of Jesse and the Domino Twins, ignoring Hardcase's mischievous-filled chuckle coming from the stack of crates nearby. Almost as if he was privy to something no one else knew of.

"Rex," called Hardcase when the Captain appeared. There was little doubt he'd come looking for them upon noticing they were absent from the barracks again. There were few places to hide on board a Jedi Cruiser, so Rex only had to eliminate each hiding spot or guess from the small number to find them. "Did you know our precious (Y/N) is being reassigned? The 104th."

"Nobody told me," replied Rex, a smirk appearing across his lips in seconds as his eyes lit up ever so slightly. He managed to stifle his chuckle before it rumbled too loudly. More about what he remembered about (Y/N) and the hidden truth the boys in blue, even General Skywalker, had yet to learn. "(Y/N) just told me she will be staying with us for another rotation," announced Rex, watching as the confusion spread from one brother to the next until it circled back around to where it started.

Fives soon looked back at the datapad, intrigue beginning to paint itself across his features. He was curious. Was there a miscommunication somewhere? Or had the personnel file yet to be updated? Echo soon seemed perplexed. How was it MC-1916, their (Y/N) was to be assigned to the 104th and remained with them simultaneously? They all knew she was a talented medic, but even she couldn't be in two places at once.

Echo soon handed Rex the medical personnel file. A deep chuckle escaped him as he shook his head when his golden eyes landed on the screen. However, the captain didn't elaborate or speak of what had tickled him. Instead, he just grinned as he left the cargo hold, leaving the five troopers known for mischief-making confused in his wake.

"I get the feeling he knows something we don't," Jesse said, his golden eyes locked on the door Rex had chuckled through a few seconds earlier.

"You think," replied Echo, so fast it was as if the Arc Trooper had the words resting on the tip of his tongue. Once again, Hardcase laughed, louder this time, but again, he didn't elaborate or shed light on the theory he was sure held truth to it. After all, in a drunken haze the month prior, he was sure he'd seen two of (Y/N) at the bar of 79's letting loose while on shore leave. He never said anything about it nor asked her, instead believing he'd been so drunk his vision and mind were playing tricks on him.

"Hardcase," called Kix, turning his attention to the hyperactive brother, who seemed lost in thought but smirked like he was waiting for chaos to unfold. Bouncing in his seated position as if he vibrated from all the energy coursing through him. "What do you know?" cautiously asked the medic as he tried to decipher if Hardcase knew anything or was ribbing them again.

"Nothing," replied Hardcase, between his chuckles and sniggers. "Just something I think I saw last month and what Comet said a while back," he added innocently as if he was a cadet again on Kamino being punished for purposely winding up the bounty hunter in charge of training.

"Something you think you saw?" repeated Jesse. His interest was piqued, although he was unsure if it was because of Rex's earlier reaction or the mystery that seemed to unfold before them now. "Do tell."

"At 79's before we were deployed to Seleucami," began Hardcase, thinking back to the fun night again. "I was drunk, seen two of (Y/N), both of them were at the bar, one talking to Cody and Howzer, the other appeared to be playing games with the Bad Batch," he explained, rubbing the back of his neck as if to buff away the embarrassment. The two versions had been identical next to each other, yet no one else seemed to notice there were two versions of (Y/N).

"Two (Y/N)'s," spoke Kix, hearing Fives and Echo sniggering between themselves, almost as if they were in disbelief. Jesse was no better, practically stunned into silence—no doubt questioning how they wouldn't have noticed two versions of their angel. "I love her, but I can't handle two. Be like those two but worse," he commented, throwing a limp hand toward Fives and Echo.

"At least we'd know how she feels dealing with us," replied Fives, ignoring the previous comment, even when Echo pretended to be offended by it. "Makes you wonder what the 104th think is going on; Wolffe's not exactly one for mishaps," added the Arc Trooper, recalling Rex saying the battle-worn commander only seemed to like one of the civvi medics to pass through. Sarcastic, loud, and strong-willed, his eye hadn't bothered her, nor had his growls when she dragged him to her medbay.

"I don't think he'll care as long as the civvi medic knows what they're doing," replied Echo, looking up when the door to the cargo hold swooshed open. Rex returned behind (Y/N), now dressed in ordinary civvi clothes. Hyperspace was her off-duty time, or at least that's what they liked to say. (Y/N) however, always said medics didn't have the luxury of being off duty. Someone always needed their help.

"(Y/N)," called Jesse, confusion still written across his lips. "Why didn't you tell us about your ability to be in two places at once?" he asked, hearing (Y/N) sweetly chuckle, her eyes lighting up in amusement.

"I thought you boys already knew I could teleport," replied (Y/N), as another small giggle escaped her. Even more so as she witnessed the small group trying to figure out if she was serious or not. Although she'd admit she found it amusing, they hadn't seen the truth yet, even when all the clues were before them. "My ma was a witch from Dathomir; she taught me a trick or two," she added, her smile brightening just slightly as mischief began to lace through it.

"Neat trick, even if confusing when first seeing it," added Rex, refusing to admit he knew the truth. He was happy to keep it a secret for a little longer, if only to get some overdue payback on the five brothers gathered in the hold. "I don't think General Skywalker or Commander Tano quite wrapped their heads around it yet either," laughed the captain, throwing the two Jedi into the conversation for good measure.

"Do tell," called Kix, his brows sown together as if he suspected something wasn't quite what it seemed. Echo seemed to share his suspicion, although it was unclear if they were on the same trail.

"First date of all times," answered (Y/N), recalling that it had been an accident. Thankfully, Rex understood after it had been explained to him thrice. "Got a little distracted while waiting for Rex to return from the refresher, accidentally teleported to the bar," she explained, another sweet giggle escaping her lips. "Poor Comet, he didn't know what to do."

"Nah, the first time I noticed it was at the base," corrected the great Captain. Recalling the event, even now, it still drew a chuckle out of him, especially when he'd not been the only one to witness the unusual event or be bewildered by it. "You and Fox walked past me, Cody, and Wolffe. We saw you again with Clone Force 99 when we rounded the corner," recalled Rex.

"What …" Jesse called out in utter bewilderment. "How … What … I don't get it … What?"

"So you can teleport and pester more than one of us at a time?" questioned Fives, "Please teach me, please, please, please," he begged, his mischievous glint returning although tainted with confusion. He'd never met a civvi who could teleport, let alone cause so much chaos by helping people.

"What do you need to teleport for? You got Echo," called Hardcase, laughing at himself when he fell off the crates he'd previously been perched on. "You two switch so much; it's a game called Guess the Domino."

"Should we tell them?" asked (Y/N), looking down at the personnel file on the datapad. Her smile only seemed to widen when she did. Even more so when she knew all the clues to the truth were in front of the troopers, especially if they looked close enough.

"Nope," simply replied Rex.

"Tell us what?" called Kix, curious now more than ever. "Rex, (Y/N), tell us what?"

"I still owe you a caf date, right?" asked Rex, recalling when he had to take a rain check. He'd skipped the date to ensure General Skywalker's secret stayed as such.

"Yup," voiced (Y/N), popping the p. While taking the hint to draw out the torment of the collection of boys in blue.

"Rex corrupted our angel," Echo said playfully, accusing their captain. "Wait, don't medics outrank everyone?'

"You boys are smart; you'll work it out," called Rex as he led (Y/N) back through the door. He intended to take her to the mess hall for the caf, if only so the pair could laugh about it a little bit more. "Eventually."

"Game on," voiced Fives, accepting the challenge to figure out the truth. "I'll wager we'll have it figured by the time we get back to Coruscant," he called, acting far more confident than he felt. How were they going to figure out what was going on? What Rex and (Y/N) were hiding from them.

"You're not gonna let them live this down, are you?" asked (Y/N) as the two walked toward the lift.

"Nope," replied Rex with a mischievous grin of his own now. "Although I have a few ideas on how to prolong it," he added. "It involves Iseult," he whispered when close enough to ensure no one else heard the whispered name or learned about the secret weapon of mischief.

Part 2 - Part 3

Knight Princess Masterlist

[kim-the-kryptid]

Using traditional to push past my struggles with drawing armour! I tend to be too lazy to rub anything out so I'm much more purposeful with my lines. Drawing with pen also does this! Some of my favourite exercises and it helps so much with drawing shapes not just lines. So! I've been trying to draw in this sketchbook whenever I'm having it rough with digital. Changing the workflow just does it for me sometimes.

Also happy tbb season 3 premiere! I will see y'all on the other side when I finish with rebels and get to binge all of tbb continously!

Plus some Tatooine Luke from the same sketchbook <3

[lifeofclonewars]

Marching AU Moment that Probably Happened

Fives: In honor of the competition tomorrow, starting now, I will be completely silent until it starts

Echo: Pffffffft, funny joke. Weren't you planning on hosting karaoke for the trumpets tonight?

Fives: Ha, yeah. I was just trying to make Rex feel better

Rex: I actually felt dread when you said that, so please don't do that again

[jelenina]

Echo and Fives should have gotten some sibling moments

Echo: ...cresh?

Fives:, no, two moons

Echo: *nods sagely* droideka.

Fives: *nods back* blue milk.

Rex: ....im, sorry???

Or

Fives: hey, FUCK YOU

Echo: no you know what, i am calm, collected, seri-- fuck this

Echo: FUCK YOU TOO *swings chair*

[brazen-kenobi]

“Okay, fall back. At least it makes us look convincing, like we’re retreating because we’re in trouble.”

“Sir, we look convincing because we are in trouble.” Kenobi gave him that look. One day, Rex thought, he’d get a laugh out of the Jedi.

- Karen Traviss, Star Wars: The Clone Wars

[missriyochuchi]

I don’t think we appreciate just how much Rex protects Omega. Every time he pops up, I think he’ll finally ask the Batch for the help he desperately needs in his fight for his brothers, but every time he doesn’t, it’s because he understands that however dangerous the Batch’s missions can be, they’re child’s play compared to what he’s doing with the Empire.

And it’s not just when he told Howzer, “I don’t want to involve them in this.” I always think back to Battle Scars when Omega tells Hunter that she’s afraid of losing them and being alone. The animators made a point to pan to Rex after Hunter reassures her, “You’re stuck with us for the long run.” It’s a tender moment, but it’s also the first time Rex hears Omega’s fears, which sort of echo his own about not wanting to bury more of their brothers. He won’t put the Batch in a situation that could potentially leave Omega alone.

But all first season, between Saw Gerrera and the Martez sisters and the Syndullas, there was a growing sense that another war is inevitable and everyone has to choose a side. The Batch tried to remain neutral, and Rex did his best to respect their wishes, but he knows the time to choose is rapidly approaching. It’s why he looked so proud when Omega told him they had to go back to Tantiss and mirrored his own determination back at him.

It’s also why he looked so defeated when he told Hunter to find out why the Empire wants Omega so bad; it wasn’t just the loss of his men at the monastery, it was the realization that for all his efforts, Omega is smack in the middle of his fight.

[dreamyourselfxbackagain]

Hearing someone call for the dog wasn't usually something Rex would take any notice of. The only reason he had today was because it had been his name. Luckily said dog seemed to be near him and he was able to grab the collar, turning to see if he could see the owner.

"Here, think he got excited" he said, if only to grab their attention. That was when he saw them properly. Alright, she looked different, but after spending that much time with her in the past, he'd know her anywhere. "Ahsoka?" and that might also not have been the best idea, he didn't know if she would remember.

@allxthingsxglxtter for Ahsoka

[ct-8008135]

Rex taking care of some reports

This is my offering to the clone fandom now that I've created this side blog.

A closeup because just look at how pretty he is 🥲:

[themistymountainscold]

just saying padme and rex should be best friends

[starculler]

Lost & Found

spacial displacement, my old and severely underutilized friend -- notes from an idea featuring Padawan!Anakin and Cadet!Rex:

Anakin -- all of twelve years old, on an errand for one of the Temple's Masters, and definitely not where he's supposed to be -- finds a kid. Specifically, he finds a kid who's managed to get himself lost in Coruscant's lower levels for more than a week with no memory of how or why he's ended up there. Adding fuel to an already horrifying fire, the name the kid offers Anakin when he asks is a designation: CT-7567.

Anakin, he promptly decides, is going to murder someone.

First, though, he breathes. In through his nose, out through his mouth like Obi-Wan taught him in an effort to help him manage the sparking anger that sometimes kindles too hot and too fierce in his chest. The kid doesn't need that from him, and Anakin knows somewhere deep down that he needs to be clearheaded about this.

If there's one thing he knows for certain, though, he's sure as hell not going through Coruscant's sercurity forces for this. They already missed the kid for this long, and Anakin's been around enough (and heard enough) to know how vulnerable little kids (no matter that he looks close enough to Anakin's age) like the one he's found can fall through the cracks.

No. This, he knows, he'll have to handle himself.

.

Rex has no idea what he did to get himself into this situation, but knows for sure he's going to be decommissioned for it as soon as he finds a way back to Kamino. The Jedi Commander who finds him is a whirlwind of action from the moment he just about bulldozes into Rex to everything that happens after.

He's everything and absolutely nothing like what he expected a Jedi, cadet or otherwise, to be based on what his trainers, the Kaminoans, and his flash training have told him.

The Jedi -- "I told you my name's Anakin," he says, voice strangled with something distinctly distressed. "Please stop calling me 'sir'" -- shoots him rapid-fire questions, and Rex answers them with the military efficiency trained into him. The back and forth doesn't last long, not after one of the lamp lights buzzing over Anakin's head pops and shatters, startling them both.

"Sir," Rex starts hesitantly, staring wide-eyed at the broken light. The Jedi Commander breathes heavily through his nose and Rex course-corrects immediately, tense as a wire (thinks of annoyed trainers and brothers who don't catch on quick enough and disappear overnight never to be seen again). Anakin whines, the sound mostly stuck in his throat. Rex knows bitten back distress as well as he knows the shape of his face, and a hand darts out to grab the cadet's hand before he even really knows what he's doing. He's a little surprised when the little Jedi squeezes his fingers instead of letting go.

Rex, after they've settled, ultimately decides this is his Jedi when the boy pulls him into a nearby building, still holding each other's hands, and buys him a roll of the sweetest bread he's ever tasted in his life. Anakin grins, all sharp and Jedi-knowing, and promises he'll help Rex no matter what (including finding him a name instead of a number, because he's a person.)

(Rex chokes a little, his eyes blurry and burning, when he shares his name with his natborn Jedi -- the first person to hear it outside of the circle of brothers he's lived with his whole life. Anakin's eyes go wide and bright, his grin so wide Rex thinks it might split his face.)

.

Cue:

A little clone cadet following his chosen Jedi like two little ducklings leading each other

So many instances of "here, try this!" as Anakin shoves food at Rex

A very confused Jedi Knight followed by a confused and horrified Jedi Knight and Council

The revelation of a Sith plot years in the making and the discovery of a clone army supposedly commissioned by a recently deceased Jedi Master on behalf of the Republic

Journeys of self discovery and personal betterment

Also, Jango's there.

[knightprincess]

Wait (Commander Wolffe x Jedi Reader)

Warning: Angst, Mentions of Death, and PTSD. Words: 2.5k Pronouns used: She/Her - No psychically description given Period: Ranges from Clone Wars to Rebels. Mentions Order 66.

Execute Order 66. The three words that ended the war, almost annihilated the Jedi Order and spelled the true doom of the Republic. It was the order that turned millions of clones across the galaxy from free thinkers to robotic killers, human droids. The order forced the clones to turn on their friends in the Jedi and murder them under the guise they were protecting the republic, a republic that no longer existed. It was the order that sealed their fates and traumatized every clone apart of it, far more than anything than being on the front lines of the war could have thrown at them. 

For Wolffe, the worst was yet to come. He'd gotten away from the Empire after breaking free from the inhibitor chip control, he couldn't say for sure what had broken its grasp on his mind, one minute the part of himself created as part of the Sith Lord's plan was in control, he was in the back seat screaming for it to stop, fighting to stop what he was seeing. And the next he was in control, the voice repeating Good Soldiers Follow Orders had ceased, the dream-like state had faded, and the bubble had burst. Reality had hit him far worse than anything he had seen on the battlefield. 

But nothing could have prepared him for the overwhelming feelings of guilt, regret, and the crushing loss that hit him like a ton of bricks, just hours after he had settled with the relief of being free. Even now Wolffe couldn't tell you which of the three feelings was worse. The guilt was overpowering the best of time, but it was what motivated him to help the band of Rebels when they needed help taking Lothal back from Imperial control. He had to make up for his past doings, he had to make those mistakes right, no matter the cost to himself. 

The regret for the things he wished to have done differently were things that constantly plagued him, the little things he should have done differently. Like being kinder to the shinnies when they came off the line, or telling Comet well done after a difficult job being completed. The missed opportunities to tell each of his brothers how much they meant to him, especially the ones who survived the war, but suffered a far worse fate. He truly did regret a lot of things, among them was not telling (Y/N) he loved her one last time, and not being able to truly save her from her broken mind.

By far the loss was the worst part of it all. Waking up from the chip's control to find the Republic was gone and he had helped to bring about its doom. To discover the Jedi Order had been destroyed, and he as well as his brothers had been the reason for it, the unwilling executioners that were forced to turn on and betray their friends and loved ones, only to further the revenge plot the now Emperor had been working from the shadows to see finished. The loss of Plo had hurt, knowing his last thoughts were questioning what was happening as his loyal troopers turned on him and shot him out of the sky, but the loss of his brothers was something else. 

Those who got away from the Empire were met with two fates. Either they were left to fend for themselves in a galaxy that despised them and blamed them for what happened or they were hunted down and recaptured by those working in the Advanced Science Division. Either way, fate had cruelty in store for them. Either way, more trauma awaited. 

Wolffe's fate after abandoning the empire was to be hunted down, as was Gregor's when he got away, and eventually those a part of the enhanced unit Clone Force 99, when their value to the Empire was truly discovered. At first, the battle-worn commander had gone out there alone, with one purpose. Find his beloved Jedi Knight, (Y/N) (Y/L/N). He'd heard the rumors of her survival, the stories on the lower levels of Coruscant of civvies taking pity on an injured Jedi, matching her description, they'd helped her flee the core world, to somewhere in the outer rim, and a few senators had aided in her escape. 

Eventually, he found her, working with Rex to sow the seeds of what would eventually become the rebellion that fought against the Empire. A rebellion built on hope and sacrifice for a better future. A future she'd never get to see. Like with him, fate was cruel to (Y/N). It would answer her question about what truly happened to her best friend Anakin Skywalker in the worst way possible. A fate no one would ask for and was arguably worse than his own. 

"What's wrong with him?" asked Zeb, gesturing towards the old mismatched-eyed Commander. Wolffe appeared to be staring off into space, not paying any attention to what was going on around him. Rex and Gregor had turned to their brother shortly after, Gregor noticing he held on to (Y/N)'s duel-bladed lightsaber, while Rex took notice of the hologram alight in front of Wolffe. The Jedi Knight and once hero of the republic who had stolen his heart. Both men knew Wolffe had lost his way when (Y/N) had been taken from him the first time, but he hadn't been the same since he had lost her for the second and final time. 

"Give him time, he'll be okay" replied Rex, a sigh escaping him as he remembered (Y/N). She'd taken many secrets to her grave, unbeknownst to the Captain of the 501st, one of them she kept to protect him. The truth on who Vader truly was. "Sometimes the past gets to him, what the empire did and took away still haunts him. He's never gotten past losing the woman he loved" he worded, recalling when Clone Force 99, or the Bad Batch as they preferred finally found where Dr. Hemlock was stationed, when they infiltrated the base, hoping to find both Omega and Crosshair. 

What they discovered was terrible, to say the least. Clones that once served the republic strapped down onto tables, tortured, tormented, and forced to suffer all in the name of science. Some were in tanks, others were left to die a slow and likely painful death. Others had been incorporated into Phase 1 of the Death Trooper program, to which the constant torture would have been far kinder. Among those rescued that day were Crosshair, Omega, Tech who had survived his fall, Cody, Wolffe, and Comet. Despite the best efforts, both Cody and Comet passed on shortly after returning to Pabu. 

"That's (Y/N)" whispered Kanan, upon glancing to the hologram. She was one of the few Jedi the people of the Empire hadn't forgotten, remembered along with Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Plo Koon, Yoda, and Mace Windu. She was supposedly killed during Order 66 but eventually reappeared, being captured and taken Nur, nobody truly knows what happened to her there. For months many theorised she'd been killed by Vader or one of the inquisitors after being tortured for information. 

In reality, the constant torment and suffering had done something far worse, it had broken her mind and shattered her will to continue fighting until she found strength in the dark side. Until she had willingly joined the inquisitors as the First Sister, second only to the Grand Inquisitor. She wasn't sent out to hunt very often, but when she was she never failed. More often than not (Y/N) was the one whom Vader called upon when he needed assistance with his mission to destroy what remained of the Jedi. 

"Where is she now?" asked Ezra, not quite putting two and two together, or catching on to what haunted Wolffe every waking moment. Rex and Gregor could only share a common glance, knowing losing her once was bad enough for Wolffe, but twice was nothing less than cruel. Even when he'd spared her more suffering. 

"Gone" grumbled Wolffe, his voice resembling that of a growl upon the memories he tried so hard to bury over the years came back. How his heart sank when he was rescued, learning (Y/N) hadn't been found since both of them had been captured. His refusal to give up hope had paid off, but it hadn't lasted long. When he was reunited with her, her once pretty eyes were the orange/red of the Sith, her mind twisted by the dark side and all she had learned to rely on was constant suffering. Her mind had become so twisted she no longer knew the difference between good and bad, and no longer recognized herself. 

"When she was captured, the empire corrupted her mind via torture. She became an inquisitor" voiced Rex, recalling Wolffe's refusal to believe she couldn't be saved as others stated. Instead, he tracked her wherever she went, and became a thorn in her side even at the risk of his own life. When the opportunity arose to capture her again, he took it. Bringing her aboard the ship, he, Rex, and Gregor shared at the time, determination alight in his mismatched eyes, he was going to save her and help her heal, he wasn't going to fail her again. 

"She's one of them?" accused Zeb, recalling his encounters with the pests known as Inquisitors. Although he'd admit he didn't know who they were before, just that they were out hunting for his friends, his family in Kanan and Ezra. Thrust they were his enemy. 

"Was" corrected Rex, not taking any notice when Zeb fell into silence and Sabine glanced to Kanan and Ezra, seeing their surprise upon hearing one could stop being an inquisitor. "Wolffe refused to give up on (Y/N). When he had the chance to get her away from the Empire he took it, we tried for months to help her, and it worked for a time until it became clear they wouldn't let her go" he added, shivering at the memory of Vader hunting them, of the villages and towns he burnt and the innocents who were slain just to get to her. 

"They killed her" guessed Sabine, not seeing any other fate that could have been waiting for the former Jedi Knight. Although the Mandalorian could only assume her death if it was at the hands of the empire, wouldn't have been quick. They would have seen her as a threat to them, those who rebelled against their iron fist rule would have seen her as a beckon of hope. 

"No, I did" growled Wolffe, standing briefly before slumping back into his chair again. (Y/N)'s lightsaber tightly in his grasp, the only thing he truly had left of her now. A stray tear slid down his cheek upon remembering the day burnt into his memory. The four of them were on the run, looking for a way to lose Vader, and the Inquisitors hunting them, looking for a way to get off the planet. When it became clear they had no way out, when they became cornered, (Y/N) fought Vader and the Inquisitors off for as long as she could, all but ordering Rex, Wolffe, and Gregor to go. 

But Wolffe had refused to leave, he couldn't bear to lose her again, lose another he loved. So he stayed at her side until she used her power to push him away. Speaking the haunting words of I Love You beforehand. The moment the former Commander of the 104th Battalion realized the inquisitors intended to turn her to the dark side again, he made the hardest choice. Once again he aimed his blaster, but this time at (Y/N), he closed mismatched eyes and pulled the trigger. He saved her from further torment, assured she would finally be at peace, but at the cost of shattering his own heart and being forced to live without her. 

"It was the only way to save her" whispered Wolffe, knowing she was still with him. He felt her there during the moments when his PTSD got the better of him. He felt her hand on his shoulder and could swear sometimes he heard her voice willing him to continue his fight. He sensed her there during the toughest moments when he struggled with the past. 

"That's why you went into hiding" commented Ezra, figuring the trio of clones hadn't just decided to "retire" due to their accelerated aging. They were among some of the best battle-tested minds there was. The rebellion needed them to survive, but it was becoming clear at least Wolffe needed a reason to fight. He'd lost his will the day he had to kill (Y/N) to save her from repeating the cruelty of being broken and twisted again until she lost herself once more. 

"We know (Y/N) would have taken the opportunity to stick it to the empire if she was here" laughed Gregor, his golden eyes glued to the hologram of the Jedi Knight in question. To the hologram of the friend waiting for them. "She was a fighter, a shining light of hope we needed during the darkest days of the war. Let's not let her down now by sitting by and doing nothing" 

"So you'll fight with us" questioned Zeb

"Yup" replied Gregor. "It's about time we remembered who we are, right Wolffe?" he added, nudging Wolffe who had since stood, the old Commander didn't pay much attention though, instead looking to the back door of the old walker. Where he could have sworn he'd seen a figure bathed in a blue glow standing. Where he saw (Y/N) standing, nodding with a proud grin, as if she was finally answering his call to see her again. As if she was encouraging them to fight for something they chose to believe in rather than something forced upon them like the Republic and Empire. 

"You see her right?" asked Wolffe, too afraid to look away in case she disappeared again. Rex only offered a small soft smile upon seeing (Y/N), a guiding angel for them to follow, as she had been once before in what felt like a lifetime ago. A life that seemed far less complicated than the one they had now. Back then they were soldiers created to fight a war, to sacrifice. Now they were relics of the same past as the Jedi and the Republic. They survived the horrors the empire threw at them, abandoned and left to fend for themselves, broken and forgotten by the galaxy around them. 

But now, it was time to rise and fight once again. Remind the Emperor why clones were created in the first place and remind him why they were better than the conscripted troopers he relied on to defend the weakening empire. This time they weren't going to be soldiers of the republic, commanders in a war they didn't choose. They would be beacons of hope amidst the shadow the empire cast across the galaxy, they were going to fight and sacrifice for a cause they chose to fight for. 

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[cuntyfieddemon]

why didnt we see temura morrison's face once not even in the backgroudn why why why

[matchademi]

Falls:Hey, captain! You will not believe what the idiot squad did!

Lix:I see you picked up another stray rexter

Rex:Shut it, he is Kix's stray, not mine, plus your just as bad....I'm also not a jedi kriffer

Lix:*kicks the back of his knee* Unlike you, I don't adopt every shiny I see, and again, she is hot and can beat my ass soooo

Falls:Oh! Captain Lix, right? One of yours was also involved

Lix:dammit....I swear if it was Whiteout....