This was all starting to feel like a dream. His own brothers, turned against everything they swore to die for. Getting his chip removed, running away from it all with a hand full of fellow clones who also got their chip removed in time.

Now they were on their own, trying to find any hope of survival. Right now, all they had was each other. Normally, that would’ve been enough. Now? They didn’t trust each other, let alone themselves. Rex, wanting some sort of safety, spend most of his time trying to find someone— anyone, really.

Waiting at the communicator for someone to hear his signal was starting to become more and more difficult by the second. Mostly because the silence reminded Rex that they had very little hope. Until today.

As Rex sat with the comms to his ear, basking in the silence that threatened to overwhelm him eventually, a beat of static nearly sent him 12 feet into the air. “Is anyone there? Do you copy?” The voice on the other line said.