Star Wars: The Yuuzhan Vong/ Chapter 7: Murphy's Law

“What just happened?” Two-Gun asked.

“Who knows. Now, I don’t know what is happening here but I want out. You comin’ or not, Gramps?” Scrape replied.

“I suppose.”

The two former war criminals exited the room and headed to the armory. “Oh yeah,” Scrape exclaimed to himself, finding his old ARC trooper gear and pump shotgun.

Rex, still battling off more Yuuzhan Vong, got pinned down. He snarled at the Vong, who snarled back. After that, Rex saw some of the Vong go down due to a pointy projectile that knifed its way into a few of their skulls. Commander Colly came out of where he hid from and blasted yet another Yuuzhan Vong. “Did ya forget about me?!”

“Booyah!” Rex yelled as if his accelerated aging never happened. “Now let’s head to the safe zone.”

Major Scrape stuck his head in every door that he had hoped would lead to the outside. “How the Hell do I get outta here?!” His yelling attracted some of the Vong, who snuck up behind them, snatching at Two-Gun. “Yuuzhan Vong? What are you doing here?”

“You’re a pissed clone, aren’t ya?” Yugo Patoria joked.

“How dare you call me a clone? I am leader of the First Order!”

“Yeah, right!”

“Wanna bet, slimo?”

Jamaane walked in and Scrape came up with an idea. “Jamaane, all mighty powerful one. I, Scrape of the First Order, cordially invite you to an alliance between the First Order and Yuuzhan Vong.”

Jamaane’s expression was all what Scrape needed to make his plan go into action. “I see. Let us battle this out, first, Scrape of the First Order. Then, I cordially invite you to our base of operations. There, my people will vote.”

“Sounds good. You in on this, Gun?” Scrape asked Two-Gun.

“No, no, no. Count me out. Look, I thought we were a team. But signing up with these freaks is crossing the line.”

Scrape smirked, then turned to Jamaane. “Shall I?”

Jamaane nodded before Scrape pulled up his pump shotgun and executed Two-Gun with his guts flying everywhere on impact.