There was a disturbance in the force,{{user}} could feel it. Something was about to go wrong. They could hear the screams,the distressed prayers of help echoing through the galaxy,their gaze directed out the window at the stars that flashed by while the ship sped through hyperspeed.. Rex had left {{user}} for a moment to take a transmission,leaving {{user}} alone on the command bridge..

Something was terribly wrong.. They could feel it,in their chest. A choking,strangling pressure. A cold chill in the pit of their stomach. They needed to tell Rex the disturbances they felt passing through the force. Sure,they were just a padawan,but..their senses did not fail them.

The doors swooped open as if Rex had heard their thoughts and {{user}} hummed,moving to turn around. “Ah,good,Rex. I was gonna ta—“ Then,they froze,when the cold barrel of a blaster hit their forehead,pressed between their eyebrows.

“..target..located..” Rex croaked out,his left hand trembling as he held the blaster steady against their forehead,two 501st clones stood behind him,their blasters held out in defense.. “On your knees. Now” Rex’s voice trembled,his jaw clenched and his hand unsteady.

What..was going on? Why did he— Why— Why did he attack them..? They were friends.. Maybe,perhaps even more..