Star Wars: Civil War/ Chapter 1: A New Age

“Hello, there,” Patrick Rahr said to an infamous and old fiend of his. He pulled up a chair that was in a dark corner of cell block D. “We haven’t had a good chat like this in a while!”

“Let me ask you something, you fink. Why do you continue to torture me with these “chats”?” Former Separatist admiral Two-Gun replied.

“Well, you did murder my parents, so yeah.”

“That’ll do it,” Two-Gun said, sarcastically. Two-Gun had certainly aged since the Clone War. Rahr had not, considering he was a starfish and that species lives for hundreds of years. Suddenly, Rahr could hear some commotion coming from the main meeting room of the Rebellion’s base on Onderaan. He readied his lightsaber due to the fact that he heard a couple of shots fired.

“I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere!” Rahr commanded Two-Gun even though the former admiral was behind a plasma screen, locking his chances from escaping away.

“Oh, how I’m tempted,” Two-Gun lashed back with yet another sarcastic comment. Rahr raced his way to the meeting center and spotted Sergeant Wesson being held back by rebel officers Leland and Wedge Antilles, as Han Solo was being held back by Sector Commander Ponds.

“I’m about done with this First Order spy right here!” Han exclaimed, pointing at Wesson.

“You shut it or I’ll shove your weapon down your damned throat! I’m no one’s spy,” Wesson verbally fought back.

“The signal relays didn’t get sent to our outer forces in the mid-rim. I wonder why.”

Rahr looked around to see if anyone was shot, but the only blaster marks that were visible were on the ceiling. He deactivated his lightsaber.

“Solo, stand down!” Ponds said in Han’s ear.

“I don’t take orders from a clone,” Han replied. Ponds felt a slight urgency to do something rash to Han but inhaled and exhaled a deep breath and let it go. Chewbacca pushed some bystanding officers away and joined the fray. He yelled out a few growls. “Chewie’s right. We can’t keep trusting people. That’s a sign of weakness - a weakness that we can live without or there will be no living!”

“No one is going to die, Han,” Leia intervened.

“Oh better yet, they’ll betray us. Come on, Chewie. Let’s get outta here.”