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adoptable-fanfic-prompts · 1 year

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Star Wars The Clone Wars Writing Prompt

Anyone else enjoy force-sensitive clones? Cause I do… especially when Fives has force-sensitive.

So the idea is this: Fives is force-sensitive but doesn’t found out until after he’s “killed”. Instead of dying, he enters a hibernation trance (which is a canon ability that causes the user to go into a state that makes them seem dead with the exclusion of those who know to look for it and through extensive testing) with everyone assuming he’s dead (since no one knows he’s force-sensitive so they did not think to check).

He wakes up weeks later on a ship back to Kamino (side note: canon states that a force user can stay in this state for up to a month without water) with the rest of the claimed dead (I’m making a point that the Kaminoans dissect them to find out any ‘flaws’ that resulted in them dying (aka, trying to make their ‘product’ more ‘perfect’). The reason he woke up is because the ship is under attack (don’t know by who. Maybe space pirates?) and he just manages to escape in an escape pod before the Kamino ship blows up.

Unfortunately, this leads his ship to lose control and he winds up trapped in the Valley’s Force nexus. There, he meets the spirit of Tarre Vizsla, who becomes his temporary master (and reveals to him that he is force-sensitive).

While reluctantly training with Tarre Vizsla, Fives is trying to leave the nexus and keeps failing. He later learns that Tarre is preventing him.

According to Tarre, the universe is on a dark path. There are several chances for it to remain in balance but thus far, the Jedi have not been able to make the right decisions to prevent this from happening. The prevention of Fives’ ‘death’ was one of them, their failure to listen to him further pushing the universe towards the dark future (the next is them not believing in Ahsoka’s innocence, resulting in her leaving the Jedi and thus further pushing the universe towards the dark path).

Fives demands to leave so that he can fix it, but it turns out that the point in time where Fives could have fixed it has passed and that trying to do so will only result in his death (with his now awakened force abilities allowing a new path towards balance to form, although only a potential one if the right choices are made). Fives, angry about this, refuses to learn from Tarre for awhile but eventually continues.

To Fives, it feels as though he’s been there for years despite his appearance not changing. Turns out, the nexus is preventing him from aging and that he is almost ‘outside the time-space continuum’ whilst there (aka: it’s mentally been years for Fives while in reality, it’s only been a few months). He has even managed to built himself a lightsaber from the broken remains of destroyed lightsabers.

After being there for awhile, Fives feels Order 66 happen (as in feeling his brothers suddenly go ‘blank’ and the deaths of most of the Jedi). In his anguish and desire to stop Order 66, he manages to escape the nexus and inadvertently releasing all the trapped souls there, including Tarre (did I mention that Order 66, as a result of him being in the nexus, feels a lot longer than it actually is?)

After a final goodbye with Tarre, Fives leaves to see what he can do but finds that he is too late: the Chancellor has won. Full of despair and with no support or resources to fight the empire, Fives goes into hiding. He hops planet to planet to keep hidden, assuming that this will be his life now (and somewhat wishing he never left the nexus).

But that all comes to a halt when he lands on Ord Mantell and meets Omega.

At this point, Echo has left with Rex so the Bad Batch don’t know who Fives is, just that he’s a clone who had his chip removed (he also gives a fake name (let’s say… Domino). ‘Domino’ reluctantly joins the Bad Batch for a bit and helps them out.

Unfortunately, they get in over their head at one point with the Empire. With no other choice, Fives reveals his force abilities (think of how Kanan revealed his in Rebels) and during the fight, his true identity is revealed (maybe because he got distracted by his anger, causing him to slip and use the dark side for a moment).

That’s kind of it for this idea, except that there’s a reunion between Fives and Echo, the Bad Batch eventually run into another Jedi (maybe a crash landing on Tatooine and meeting a certain general who may or may not help Fives continue his training?… or maybe they crash land on Dagobah…?), and them eventually joining up with the rebellion. Also, inclusion that technically, Fives fit in more with the Bad Batch’s usual standards than Echo since, like the rest of the Bad Batch, Fives was born with his ‘defect’.

Thoughts?

Edit: personally, I would see his Force abilities as being around Padawan level & that he is better with lightsaber forms (partially because it takes years to even reach Padawan level, partially because Tarre is not able to access the force as a living being would (since he’s dead and all) and mainly focused on lightsaber forms (and minor force abilities).

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singswan-springswan · 2 years

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A little thing I did

You know, since I'm a simp for Fives and think he should be Force sensitive

Ft. Eldritch gremlin Leia

#Ba'vodu Fives #Skywalker vodu'ade #Uncle Fives #Skywalker twins #Space twins #Chaos twins #Skywalker family #Eldritch skywalkers #Jetti osik #Fives #arc trooper fives #Force sensitive fives #Leia force powers #Force chaos #Singswan-springswan art

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mando-chicken · 2 years

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Mental Occupation | Chapter 4

“When Fives is killed, his essence refuses to become one with the force, instead, searching out the easiest sentient being to attach itself to. After years working beneath Palpatine, Fox has had his mental shields completely eroded and his defences completely shattered, making him the perfect person for Fives’ essence to transfer into. The two of them must figure out how all this strange ‘jedi stuff’ works and how they can both coexist long enough to save their brothers and if they’re lucky, perhaps the rest of the galaxy too.”

Fox finally makes his return to consciousness, but it's far from a pleasant experience for all involved, and Cody fears for his brother's mental state.

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The first thing Fox notices when he slowly slips back into the land of the living is some sort of insistent prodding sensation. It feels like something is pressing against his brain, hard, and he can’t help the irritation that immediately consumes him. Had he been drinking too much and ended up with a nasty hangover? He can’t quite recall drinking anything, in fact, it’s difficult to remember anything that happened before now.

He wants to reach up and massage his aching head, only to feel panic shoot through his veins when his arm refuses to respond. He desperately feels like he needs to choke down frantic gasps of oxygen to try and calm himself, but still, his body won’t follow his lead. What the kriff just happened?! He wants to scream, but the thought stays trapped within his mind.

He knows he blacks out every now and then – it's a terrifying thought, but the medics can’t find anything physically wrong with him – and while it’s obviously not okay for the head of the Coruscant Guard to be losing time he can’t recall, there’s no way he can go to anyone else about it. Every day it’s a choice between potentially putting his brothers and members of the senate in danger, and getting himself decommissioned (or worse) for being broken.

In the eyes of the higher ups, he’s nothing more than a weapon, and a weapon that no longer works correctly is both useless and dangerous to those around it. But if Fox is removed from the Guard, then who will be left to ensure that his brothers are well taken care of? He trusts Thorn and Thire explicitly, but they don’t have the experience that he does, nor are they willing to take a more... dubious... approach when it’s needed.

He can always remember waking up after periods of memory loss, but never anything that has occurred during them. Is this what happens when he blacks out for periods of time? His body moving on its own without his say-so, leaving him effectively trapped? Numerous curses race through his brain as he tries to desperately find a way out of this situation. Kriff. Kriff, what the hell am I supposed to-

“Commander?” was that... him asking? The question came out of his own mouth, but he certainly wasn’t the one saying it. “Commander, is that you?” It’s definitely his own voice he can hear and he can feel his lips moving to form the sentences.

Who the hell else would it be? He snaps, wishing he could scowl at whoever was dumb enough to ask a question like that. Instead, he feels his face cringe sheepishly, his throat clearing to try and alleviate the nerves his body seems to be responding to.

“Sorry, sorry, right. How, uh, are you feeling, sir?”

Fox is mentally grinding his teeth together. Whoever this is, is already getting on his nerves and clearly has no idea what he’s doing. How do you think I’m feeling? Force, if he weren’t trying to maintain some form of calm in order to figure out who this ‘other person’ was he would be completely freaking out. Is this some sort of medical episode? Is he so badly kriffed up that he’s imagining other people in his head? He’s heard of natborns being so badly affected by trauma that they make up other people to inhabit their brain, but surely he can’t be that far gone. Clones aren’t supposed to be affected by stress like that.

“Okay, bad question.” A hand runs through his curls, causing them to briefly be disturbed before almost immediately springing back into their original position.

Before he can ask any more questions, Fox decides to ask one of his own, cutting off whatever train of thought the other person had been considering. You don’t say. Now. Would you mind telling me who in the Nine Corellian Hells is in my damn head?!

His body swallows, going quiet for a moment that seems to stretch out for a small eternity. “I’m Fives- ARC Trooper Cee-Tee-Five-Five-Five-Five,” he almost sounds uncertain of his answer, most likely worried about how Fox will respond to it.

Something tickles at the back of Fox’s brain, stirring up a memory that he’d nearly forgotten about. He’s standing there, his blaster very nearly slipping from his hands because of how badly they shake. He shoves the weapon back into its holster, his heart pounding in his chest when he watches CT-5555 collapse to the ground. The memory opens the flood gates and everything that happened the previous night comes rushing back to him, drowning him with the intensity of it. His body might still be behaving calmly, but Fox’s brain feels like it’s being crammed full of too many emotions, leaving him effectively choking down on the agonizing memories.

Force, I’ve lost it. I’m going insane, I’m imagining dead people. His guilt has caused his brain to think that the brother he killed has somehow come back to life to haunt him. Is it supposed to be some kind of punishment? He can’t remember everything that led up to the fatal shot that took the life of ARC Trooper Fives, likely caused by one of his usual blackouts, but in the end, it was still his fault. Whether he was in control of his body of not, Fives is dead and that’s something he’s going to have to live with for the rest of his miserable life.

“Hey, hey, calm down. Commander?” The person – Fives – says, distracting Fox briefly from the way his mind is rapidly spiraling. “You’re not going crazy, sir, I promise. I don’t know how to explain it and I’m not sure what happened, but please, trust me.”

Fox would shake his head if he could, desperately wishing he could just curl in on himself or at the very least call a medic, because he’s clearly not fit to do anything right now. You’re not real, you’re dead. He can feel frustration that isn’t his own quickly filling his mind, almost overruling his own emotions. It’s terrifying, having his own thoughts and feelings shoved down. Not being in control of his own body is one thing, but not being in charge of his mind is a whole new level of fear. Get out of my head! He mentally shrieks.

He’s not sure if it’s Fives’ or a combination of both their guilt that he can feel, finding it too difficult to differentiate between them. Fortunately, Fives is quick to respond, taking slow, calming breaths as he speaks, “I don’t know how I ended up here, but even if I wanted to, I don’t have a body to go back to,” he says quietly, something similar to hurt permeating his tone.

The two minds fall silent, much to Fox’s relief. Fives, the ghost, continues to make his body breathe calmly, helping him to settle his frantic mind. What is he supposed to do now? No matter what this alleged dead man tries to tell him, Fox knows that it’s impossible for Fives to actually be here in his mind. However, he has no idea how he’s supposed to get back to work when he can’t even twitch his little finger.

He wishes he could just rest for a little while, but that’s not an option when someone else is in his body making decisions for him. Can you at least somehow let me be in charge? I don’t want things getting karked up because I’m no longer in control here. Fox can’t imagine what would happen to the Guard if someone who has never worked on the planet before was suddenly put in charge of the multiple battalions that make up their ranks.

“I uh... I’m not sure how to do that,” Fives responds rather sheepishly, scratching at the back of his neck. “But we can figure something out,” he adds quickly, nodding more to himself than to anyone else.

Fox wants to bash his head against the table before him, mentally huffing and offering up several choice swears. Of course Fives has no idea how to relinquish control, that would be far too easy. It looks like they’re going to have to come up with something a little more complex than he had hoped. He’s about to suggest something else when suddenly the door to his office swishes open, another clone entering without announcing themselves.

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Cody frowns down at the clone sitting stock still across from him. Clearly, his appearance had been quite the surprise – just how he had wanted it really, it left Fox with no chance to weasel his way out of a conversation the same way he could if he had received a heads up – it seems that Thorn had done an excellent job at keeping his mouth shut. Fox didn’t yet seem irritated by his unannounced visit, more stunned by the fact he’d suddenly been cornered, something Cody was easily able to tell thanks to the lack of a helmet like his sibling usually wore.

“Fox,” he greets, offering a comforting smile as he takes a few steps towards his brother’s desk. Normally, Fox would have already been on his feet, but the other clone is still sitting, just staring at him. He can near enough see the sweat gathering on Fox’s brow.

“Commander Cody,” Fox says stiffly, his spine snapping straight to attention, “what can I do for you, sir?”

Cody can feel the tension in his jaw tighten at Fox’s response. If Fox is trying to refer to him as ‘Commander’ while they’re in private then clearly, he’s in a truly foul mood. It’s insulting that his own batchmate would greet him so coldly, especially after so many months apart. The last time they’d seen one another behind closed doors, Fox had walked right up to him, signature grin showing off one of his canines, and near enough yanked Cody against him.

Fox had been tired and stressed and perhaps even a little short-tempered at times, but he’d still been relieved to see that Cody was alive and well. Something had been weighing on his mind, but the longer Cody spoke with him the more relaxed and less uptight Fox had become.

“I’m here, because last night General Skywalker brought Rex, our brother, to me because he wasn’t able to calm him down,” Cody starts, his voice taking on a dangerous edge, “you’re lucky I was, otherwise he’d probably be in here trying to throttle you.” He crosses his arms, eyes narrowed down on his batchmate. He doesn’t tell Fox to drop the attitude, going down that path won’t help him get down to the bottom of what’s wrong with his brother it’ll only make him start acting defensively.

Cody takes a breath, allowing the tension to slowly seep from his shoulders. He’s always been good at remaining calm, even in difficult situations – it's an essential skill as a Marshal Commander, to not let anything visibly bother him or effect his judgement – but Obi-wan has also been offering for him to join in shared meditation sessions. They’ve been helping him to ‘release’ any of his more volatile emotions with even more effectiveness than before.

“Look, I’m not here to try and fight with you, vod.” He walks over, taking the seat across from his brother and resting his elbows on the desk, “I just want to understand what’s going on with you, the other Guards are worried about you, I’m worried about you.”

Fox is quiet, silently chewing on his bottom lip as he considers his reply. While he seems to be less welcoming than usual, Fox also seems to be far more open about his emotions. Cody can near enough see each feeling that passes across his brother’s face and it’s rather concerning to say the least. Fox has always shown his true emotions through his eyes, but has always kept his other expressions rather subtle.

“I’m not sure, si- vod,” Fox quickly corrects himself, “just feeling a little tired I guess.” Fox offers what is apparently supposed to be a reassuring smile, but instead just looks like a pained cringe.

Cody frowns, blowing out a deep breath through his nose. He’s never appreciated being lied to by people, but especially not by one of his closest brothers. He sits in silence, continuing to stare into Fox’s eyes in the hopes of eventually breaking him down. Now that he’s closer to the other clone, he can see the way Fox continues to anxiously swallow, fingers twitching and eyes looking anywhere other than Cody’s eyes.

“Alright. Let’s start from the beginning. The Chancellor told you to catch a rogue trooper. What happened for it to end with one of our brothers being killed?” He tries to keep his voice soft despite his frustration. Clearly this event has badly shaken his brother, so while he wishes he could just shake the answer out of him, he has to try and tread carefully.

He’s tired after spending the entire night trying to console Rex. It was a lengthy eight hours filled with talking Rex down from wanting to hunt Fox for sport, and gently holding him while he blamed himself for ‘failing’ their brother. Not to mention dealing with his own grief – he'd known Fives since the kid was a mere shiny on the Rishi Moon and watched him grow into a confident, strong individual – and now he’s marching on with so, so many other brothers who were taken too soon.

“I’m afraid that’s classified information, Commander. I can’t discuss the incident until the information is declassified by one of the higher ups.” Fox answers, doing his best to meet Cody’s gaze, “is there anything else you’d like to know?”

“Fox, I have no idea how much longer I’m going to be on Triple Zero for, are we really going to do this? I want to help you, vod, please.” He doesn’t want to leave his brother in this state with so much going on, he just needs to convince Fox to let him. He doesn’t see his batchmate in the clone sat before him and it breaks his heart that Fox is so badly broken and has changed so much in only a couple of months.

Together with Obi-wan, he has worked for a long time to help the brothers scarred by the traumatic events they experienced on Umbara. Taking the life of one of their own, knowingly or otherwise, left more than one of them permanently changed and left several with enough guilt that they couldn’t continue living with the burden of it. He can’t watch Fox go through that too, can’t lose another one of his batchmates. But if Fox refuses to accept help, then he’ll be powerless to do anything to save him.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t discuss anything about yesterday’s events.” Fox doubles down.

Cody can see that Fox desperately wants to tell him; he can see it in his brother’s amber eyes. But he won’t force him to discuss something he’d get in trouble for sharing – Force knows that the natborns Fox is forced to work with can be downright foul – although, just because he isn’t able to get Fox to open up just yet doesn’t mean he’s going to give up on him easily.

He pushes his chair back, pulling himself up and moving around the desk so that he stands on the same side as Fox. He reaches out, gripping the soft hair at the back of Fox’s head with a gentle hold and pulls him close. Their foreheads meet with a soft knock and Cody can feel himself relax into the action, his eyes closing for a short moment.

When he opens them again, he can see the confusion on his brother’s face, but Fox doesn’t pull away from him, allowing the tender gesture. “I’m not giving up on you, vod,” he says gently as he pulls away, “please, comm me when you’re ready to talk.”

“I will,” is all Fox says, but the genuine way in which he says it does give him some hope, even if his eyes show clear relief when Cody drops the subject.

He steps away from his brother, collecting his helmet that he had left on the top of Fox’s desk. “If you feel like you need help, or you want to tell someone anything, then all I ask is that you try to speak to someone about it. It doesn’t have to be me, just don’t suffer alone because you don’t want to ‘burden’ anyone else.” After that he heads back toward the door. “I’ll drop by again before I’m due to ship out again, alright?” Fox gives him a nod. Cody quickly returns it as a form of farewell, turning away once more.

When he steps outside and the door to Fox’s office slides closed, Cody lets out a deep breath, dragging a gloved hand over his face. Thire might have thought that he was the only person that could get through Fox’s thick skull, but there’s still one person that could potentially snap Fox out of whatever strange state he’s gotten himself into. He needs someone who knows him better than he knows himself, who can be gentle and supportive when needed, but is even more stubborn than even Fox and won’t accept any bantha osik excuses.

He types out a long message to the person in question, pressing send, before finally moving on. He needs to return to the barracks and check on Rex before he can get back to the piles of flimsiwork covering his desk, but he’ll be back soon to make sure that Fox hasn’t gone downhill. He sends a request to the other Coruscant Guard commanders to keep him informed of any changes, then heads to leave.

#writing #star wars #the clone wars #commander fox #arc trooper fives #commander cody #mental occupation #force sensitive clones #force sensitive fives

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dragonrider9905 · 27 days

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Also find me on Ao3--DragonRider9905

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To Be a Jedi (Hunter Force-Sensitive AU)

The Clone's Incomplete Guide for Navigating the Afterlife (We're Learning as We Go)

Technically, We’re in Love (Tech/OC)—Same AU as Broken, Not Shattered

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tarisilmarwen · 28 days

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If the Empire's methods for picking out Force Sensitives were so meticulous and particular that they (often!) flagged normal non-Sensitives (as happened with Wedge multiple times in Legends, as happened possibly with Jai Kell since we never learned whether he was actually Sensitive or not), then they would have been meticulous enough and particular enough that the Imperial Academy on Mandalore would have caught Sabine.

And if she was SO low level that she could evade the Empire's screenings, then she would be too low level to ever actually connect with the Force no matter how hard or how long she trained.

You either have the Force or you don't. There is no "Just train hard enough even if you don't have the natural talent, eventually you'll be able to unlock it!" That has been the unspoken understanding across the board by Star Wars writers, even during Legends, for ages.

#stop defending bad lore retcons #you can throw that old lucas quote at me all you want it doesn’t matter for sabine #she trained for (generously) five years and achieved NOTHING significant in her abilities #and then was given no scene of catharsis to unblock herself #even if we accepted the premise that the force is just a talent that can be honed the show did NO WORK to show her honing it #there IS a genetic component to force sensitivity has been one since TPM #there IS a baseline you have to be over to be able to access the force #if sabine had been over that baseline she would have been caught #period #star wars #star wars rebels #ahsoka show

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mwolf0epsilon · 4 months

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Mission: Acquire Massiff Pup

Jesse, staring at the address that Rex provided for them (given to him by Fox): I am starting to have doubts about this place's legitimacy... Fives, watching the floors go by as they descend further and further into the depths of Coruscant: What gave it away? Our descent into literal urban hell, or the fact the captain had to sign several legally binding documents to keep this all hush hush? Jesse: Urgh, never mind. Our stop is coming up anyway. Jesse & Fives, hesitate in the lift when it stops at perhaps the most dubious of the Coruscanti under-levels: Fives, glancing around nervously before motioning for Jesse to hurry up behind him as he begins to follow the instructions he has scrolled on a grease stained piece of flimsy: It's not like we're doing anything super illegal. Just uh, getting a massiff pup from a cage left for us at some really shady alley. Jesse: Yeah... Yeah we're uh, we're just following orders. Yeah. For uh, very legitimate and beneficial medical reasons. Yep. Fives, starting to feel antsy because he's sensing all eyes on them: It's not like uh, the Marshal Commander of the Guard would put us in harm's way right? Jesse: Nah, man's a stiff. He uh, he doesn't break the regs... Ah... Fives, seeing the alleyway they have to go into: Almost there! I think I see the cage too. Jesse, squinting into the dark: ... I see two cages. Fives: Maybe someone else also needs a massiff pup. Doesn't matter! Lets grab one and leave! Jesse, moves to the closest cage which is housing what appears to be green massiff pup with piercing red eyes: Package secured. Let's get out of here! Fives, practically running: Roger that! This place is karking creepy! Jesse & Fives, making their way back into the lift completely unaware of the fact they just took a dangerous wild animal with them instead of a harmless massiff pup:

#star wars #the clone wars #arc trooper fives #arc trooper jesse #mutt the albek #mission status: complete failure #the boys tried they just got really freaked out #also massiffs and albeks look stupidly similar despite one being a domesticated pet and the other being a wild force-sensitive animal

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perfectharmonyloveschaos · 9 months

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Something I am grasping onto to explain the 'Masters and Apprentice' trailer without Sabine being retconned to be force-sensitive for no reason is the title.

Masters and Apprentices.

Not Padawans.

Being an Apprentice doesn't mean Ahsoka is teaching her the force. Instead, it may mean that Ahsoka is picking up where Kanan left off and, in a way, finishing Sabine's "training" because he couldn't and Sabine needs it to find Ezra. She isn't a Jedi, but she is learning the Jedi way.

#I find the whole 'Sabine being made Force-Sensitive' so unbelievably stupid.#Because she went to the Academy and then spent four-five years with two Jedi.#HOW DID NO ONE PICK UP ON IT??#I instead think that Sabine is trying to learn how to be a Jedi to the best of her non-force-sensitive abilities #but her attachment and despearation to find Ezra worried Ahsoka #it might've reminded her of Anakin #or simply she realised that Sabine was learning it for the wrong reason and Ahsoka was teaching her to try and “make up” for her past.#They're both ignoring their actual issues.#And Ahsoka will see them addressing these issues and both of them letting go of their guilt for not being more than who they can be.#Ahsoka realises that she couldn't save Anakin and his fall wasn't her fault.#And Sabine learns that Ezra trusted in her to find him solely by being herself and no one expects anything else from her.#They accept themselves and their pasts/those they've lost/etc.#star wars #ahsoka series #star wars ahsoka #ahsoka tano #sabine wren #ahsoka series prediction #ahsoka series trailer #ahsoka show

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phantasm-echo · 5 months

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MORE DMW(S) AU THINGS

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enigmatist17 · 11 months

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Part 1 and Part 2 of my Fox not killing Fives and instead killing Palps <3

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Fives' breathing as he slept was all that could be heard in what used to be Palpatine's office.

Good, that's exactly what he needed to be doing.

He's asleep against General Skywalker, head in his lap while his legs are draped across Kix, who was currently sorting through some paperwork while contacting every medic he can reach. Cody and Rex had left some time ago to clear out the natborn Guard officers with most of Fox's men, with the promise they would all return to have their chips removed. The medic, once he had been alerted with the rest of the 501st as to what transpired, had become Fives' guard dog while their senior officers were gone, scaring away anyone with his glare save for a frighteningly few specific people. The Corries working in other parts of the Chancellor's former office have been spared his grumpiness, although Fox suspects it's because of the caf he's been bribed with, along with the pity he's kept to himself.

The city moved, unaware that the Sith is dead.

Fox looked down at the weapon in his hand again, and ignites the blade. The red is gone, instead, it has changed into a light blue, reminding him of the kind Senator Chuchi, and he smiles for a moment. She was always checking in on the Guard, bringing them little pastries and caf that his men often tried to keep as long as possible, and one time stole him away to her embassy.

He remembers sitting among the trees that shimmered like glass, and loses himself in the memory before there's a cough behind him, and his mask slams back up, blade vanishing with a click. Skywalker is looking at him with an expression of genuine shock, and he can see Thorn and the others stiffen from where they were all around the room.

Kriff.

"Fox? What were you thinking of just now?" He doesn't sound angry, but Fox had heard a lot of the Jetti were very kind. "I wasn't prying, but I saw some sort of tree?"

"It was nothing, sir." Fox winces at the slight pitch in his voice, but does his best to get the general to focus on himself. "Won't happen again."

"Well, it's not your fault you don't know how to shield your thoughts...I didn't know you had the Force."

Oh no

"He what?" Kix has abandoned his work, and Fox hates the way he can feel the medic just staring. "I've not seen reports of a Corrie with it."

"There are others?" Someone asks from behind Fox, and the man isn't sure if he's supposed to react or not, so he remains passive.

"Of course, did you not know this?" The medic is now wriggling his way free, and Fives stirs for a moment before settling.

"We don't know a lot of things." Fox squared his shoulders, and shifts to put himself between his men and the medic. Kix doesn't have to curse out loud, just circling Fox a few times before glaring at the spot where Palpatine's corpse had been hours ago.

"I can't wait to tell Master Plo, he's going to be excited." Anakin has gotten the message no one speaks aloud and snaps his fingers. "Kix?"

"Yes sir?"

"Could you come and be Fives' pillow? I'd like to take a walk with Fox." The Jetti hums, and with a slight grumble Kix moves to do as such, Anakin pressing his fingers against Fives' forehead for a moment. "This will keep him asleep for a little bit longer." The medic nodded, and both he and Anakin miss the look Fox shared with his fellow brothers before dutifully following the Jetti out of the room and down the hallway. He despised being up on this level, but he and his men had full control of the building from Palpatine's office, and once everything was done, they'd burn it down for him.

Fox wishes he could see it happen.

"You can light the fuse if you'd like." Fox blinks, and sees that Anakin is grinning.

"Sir?" He wouldn't be able to, right? He's a liability and is grateful they're going to do this somewhere out of sight. Anakin jerks to a stop, and Fox nearly runs into him as the Jetti whirls around to properly face him.

"I am not walking with you to kill you." The Jetti sounds upset, which is just more confusing.

"I'm a liability, with no training in regards to the Force," Fox looks at the lightsaber in his hand, and holds it out. "I'm not afraid to die.

Sad? Yes.

Afraid? No.

The explosion of Huttese from the Jetti Knight is...impressive, but lost on the Guard commander, and he watches Anakin begin to pace back and forth.

I will not kill my men, they're all mine, ours, they are OURS.

Fox drops the lightsaber as the raw emotions seem to just come from nowhere, and he reaches out for the feeling.

He wants to be loved, to be cared for, to be happy like all their other brothers.

He's clinging to Anakin's robes when he comes back to himself, throat dry and head aching as the rage seems to have died down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push that on you." The Jetti looks worried, and Fox has to struggle to calm his racing heart. "You're not dying, I just wanted to see how strong your connection was to the Force."

Fox just jerks his head in a weak attempt at a nod, and realizes it's almost morning now. He can hear the Jetti rambling on about training and Kamino, but he's not registering the words as he stares out at Coruscant in a daze.

He wants to see Chuchi's trees and share them with all of his brothers.

Anakin catches the commander when he drops like a stone, knowing that dipping into the Force with enough power to probably reach the Jedi Temple was exhausting to someone who didn't know how to reign their minds in.

"Kix? Could you send some of Commander Fox's men to my location? He's really heavy."

"Right away sir."

The Jedi sighs, and wonders how he was so blind to everything, while in the same breath, stealing himself for what was coming next.

The Council was going to lose its mind.

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