Star Wars: Ryloth Under Siege/ Chapter 10: Is This the End?

“Ponds, I am so sorry,” Rex began. “I-” Ponds by then was already entering the blast zone as the flames died down a bit. Trying to look for Fil, Ponds almost knew all hope was lost for him. It was- Ponds finally found Fil’s body, all burnt up.

“This is how a real soldier should go, Rex,” Ponds moped. Rex consoled Ponds by putting his hand on Ponds’ shoulder. Wiping away slowly falling tears, Ponds digressed, “Did we make contact with Stone or Ranger?”

“No, last I heard they both went after Scrape,” Rex replied.

“Well, let’s make contact with them,” Ponds let out a half of a smile to try to keep the chemical balance in his system happy. It only did so much. The two got out of the line of fire and attempted to make contact with either Ranger or Stone. Once Ranger did not answer through the communications link, two beeps went off to indicate that Ranger’s pulse was not active. Ponds fell to his knees. “What the Hell is happening?” He said gasping.

“We can get through this, soldier. Let’s contact, Stone,” Rex assured. Ponds nodded.

Meanwhile, the senior clone trooper commander was firing at Major Scrape. One direct hit shot him in the foot, causing him to fall. Stone took advantage of this wisely and jumped on him. Trying to strangle him to death, Scrape assailed Stone to jump on him next. In the midst of the battle, Stone’s wrist-communicator went off but Scrape grabbed it off his wrist and chucked it across to the other corridor. “You’ve ruined everything!” Scrape yelled loudly.

“No, you did. You’ve gotten so many of my men killed. Men that were utmost close to me. I loved those soldiers. However, you were never one of those anyone was particularly fond of. Just a sad, lonely clone who had anger issues. Now, your new Empire is about to crumble before your very eyes!” Stone countered.

“Now, you’re sounding like me by saying “crumble before my very eyes”! What do you mean by that, exactly?” Scrape’s pupil in one of his eyes spotted his blaster, which was dropped amid the hand-to-hand fight.

“I had one of your most trusted warriors plant thermal detonators all across the floor in the basement of your precious base,” Stone pulled out a remote controller. “And here is my most trusted warrior.”

There was a chill that filled the air. “Wesson! That wuss-like attitude was all an act!” Scrape clenched his fists. “Well, you really are sounding like me. Maybe you should rethink your tone, Stone.”

“I have, Scrape. I have. That is why I am about to press the remote controller right here, right now; taking you and me down with your capitol.”

Scrape made a beeline for the exit, but Stone tripped him. “No, no! You can’t do this to me!”

“You brought this on yourself, you piece of scum,” Stone snarled. Without further ado, Stone took in a huge breath and pressed on that button on the trigger.

Outside, everyone still alive heard a loud bang that instantly caught their attention. “Sorry, I’m very hungry,” Rahr said.

“That wasn’t you, Rahr. What was it?” Leia asked, assisting in the medical bay.

“I think we’d better run,” Wesson chimed in. Soon enough, Scrape’s tower started to collapse.

“Back up, back all the way up!” Carg shouted. All the remaining survivors of the Rebellion fell back as the capitol crashed on the remaining stormtroopers.

As the dust settled and all of the rebels were out of harm’s way, Leia raced toward the sight. “Wait, Leia, wait,” Luke ordered.

“I have to get Stone and Ranger out of there now!”

“No one could’ve survived that crash! I’m so sorry, I know you were fond of both of them, particularly Stone, but we have to take care of the ones we can right now.”

Leia eyed her brother, then everyone else. All of a sudden, she commenced to cry nonstop, falling to the surface. Soon, everyone did almost the exact same thing. They all thought, it was a battle to remember.

Epilogue:

I’M BACK, AND YOU BETTER RUN…

THE END