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Cody had a confused expression on his face under his bucket as he ended the holocall, but good soldiers follow orders. Even when they don’t completely make sense. He opened his communicator, setting it to the ‘GAR Orders channel’ that contacted the entire army. He quickly relayed his orders to the entire army, making sure that they had all heard the number clearly before switching his comm back to its normal frequency. It wasn’t long before he had to pick up a call from his confused brother.
“Kote, what do you mean, execute Order 60? That’s not… my Jetii is right here! He does not appear to have fallen, in either sense of the word.”
“I know, Wolffe, my General is also fine here. But orders are orders, and, well…”
“Good soldiers follow orders. I know, it just doesn’t really… make sense.”
Cody’s comm rang twice more in quick succession, signaling that two more of his vod were trying to join the call. Cody let in who turned out to be Bly and Rex, both of who were equally as confused as he was. They began speaking over each other,
“Order 60 doesn’t even make sense!”
“Why would that be the order?”
Cody held up his hands to get them to quiet, shaking his head in an attempt to clear the ringing in his ears.
“I hear you, all of you. But the Chancellor must have given the order for a reason, and we aren’t here to question it. We’re here to follow orders.”
Wolffe nodded, looking deep in thought.
“The Chancellor wouldn’t just give us an order for no reason. We have to find some way to make sense of it…”
All four of them became lost in thought as they tried to figure out what to do. Hesitantly, Rex spoke up.
“Well, maybe the order, in this context, doesn’t actually means that the Jedi have fallen. Instead, maybe, because they’re the Generals now, they can’t do their jobs and need us to do them instead?”
The three of them looked at Rex’s holo curiously.
“You’re saying…”
“Since the Jedi aren’t Jedi right now, but Generals…”
“They need us to do their jobs?”
Cody was the first to react, shrugging.
“Works for me. It would fit within the spirit of the order, and also, to be honest… it could be quite fun.”
“So, we’re in agreement, then? We are to do the jobs of the Jetii, at least for the duration of the war?”
“I can notify the rest of the army.”
“Thank you, Wolffe. Now then, we have our orders. Let’s get to work.”
With that, Cody ended the call. A few seconds later, a message popped up in his visor from Wolffe, relaying the desicion that the four Commanders had made to the rest of the GAR. Cody, now fully ready to follow his orders, turned to where General Kenobi was laying into the Seperatist forces with a blaster.
The Jedi, no, the General was holding his own, but would likely need backup soon. Cody reached for his belt, where, in the loop, was Obi-Wan’s lightsaber. With a smile on his face that no one could see under his bucket, Cody did something he’d been wanting to do for a long time: he lit the lightsaber. With a quick order to the vod near him to hold their location, Cody took off towards General Kenobi. After all, Jedi were supposed to help people, or something.
Reaching the droids, Cody began destroying them with relentless efficiency. He might not have the years of formal training that the Generals had, but he had picked some things up from watching Kenobi and Skywalker. Plus, the lightsaber wasn’t too different from a vibroknife. It was longer and lighter, sure, but he could combine his training with the Jedi skills he had picked up from watching them previously. The General saw him with the lightsaber, and a curious expression appeared on his face, but more droids appeared before he could ask. Obi-wan reloaded his blaster, and the two of them went to work, decimating all of the nearby droids.
When at last the battle was over, Cody turned his new blade off, hanging it from his belt. He couldn’t deny how right the familiar weight on his side felt. His General walked towards him, a tired smile on his face.
“That was some excellent swordsmanship there, commander. I had no idea that you were so proficient with bladed weapons!”
“Thank you, sir.”
“However, I am going to need my lightsaber back. Could you…”
Obi-Wan held his hand out, obviously expecting Cody to return the weapon, probably with a lecture on loosing it again. However, Cody shook his head.
“No can do, sir.”
“What? I mean, I know I do lose it a lot, but I’m afraid that I do need my lightsaber back, Cody.”
“Sorry, sir. But I’m afraid that I can’t hand over my lightsaber to you.”
“Your lightsaber? But-”
“Don’t worry about your Jedi duty, General. We have it handled.”
With that, Cody turned and began walking off. Obi-Wan, looking shocked, called back.
“Hey, wait! What does that mean, Cody? Cody? Commander?”
Definitely NOT the force-sensitive clone group chat
Rex everything he touches: Our time has come boys.
Five (5) braincells total: let’s gooooo
ECHO Echo echo: so since we’re on corcusant rn I vote we raid the temple 4 lightsbrs
Bees? Wax: works for me!
Kix ur teeth in: am I allowed to force heal people unstealthily now?
Rex everything he touches: we are all allowed to use the force publicly now. After all, we’re doing the job of the jetii aren’t we
Foxy bastard: question
Foxy bastard: is killing the Sitg considered part of the Jedi job
Rex everything he touches: ye ig
Rex everything he touches: Aheoka says yes.
Rex everything he touches: I’m going to get her to teach me how to actually use the force
“What do you mean, you’re Force sensitive?”
“I mean, so are, like, 5% of all of the clones? Which, considering the sheer amount there are, is at least several thousand?”
“Rex. Rex, what the kriff?”
Rex just shrugged at Ahsoka.
“Genetics? Jango Fett wasn’t force sensitive but he was related to someone who was, apparently.”
Ahsoka threw her hands into the air.
“Why wouldn’t you tell anyone before this?”
“Force sensitivity counts as a defect. Anyone caught with it would have been terminated.”
Ahsoka looked at Rex in horror. He just shrugged. After a moment of looking like she was considering what to say, Ahsoka finally opened her mouth.
“Rex, I’m glad that you trusted me with this, but why are you telling me this now?”
“Oh, I just wanted to see if you had any holos on being a Jedi.”
“O-okay, yeah, I can send you some. But why now?”
Rex heard the ding on his comm of them coming in, and forwarded them to the group chat.
“They’re going to be helpful for us taking over the duties of the Jedi.”
“Oh, okay. Wait, what?”
“Thanks, Commander. You can get back to your important army duties. Don’t worry, we have everything covered.”
“What?”
Definitely NOT the force-sensitive clone group chat
Rex everything he touches: Jedi_training.holo
ECHO Echo echo: cool I got a lightsaber
Rex everything he touches: where
ECHO Echo echo: Skywalker is not an observant man
Rex everything he touches: this is true. He still thinks we don’t know about him and the senator.
Rex everything he touches: she is like, visibly pregnant. And they keep kissing in public
ECHO Echo echo: he is not an observant man
Bees? Wax: guys look at this
Bees? Wax: www.HoloNews.com//Armored Jedi?
Bees? Wax: blog/REALNEWS/article/Psycic Clones?
Bees? Wax: they already caught on
Stone(d): lol
Furry Alpha: it’s been like, three days
Bees? Wax: we are so good at our job
Rex everything he touches: we really are tho. Who wants to come raid the Jedi temple?
Bees? Wax: me
Stone(d): me
Five (5) braincells total: me
ECHO Echo echo: me
Furry Alpha: me
Foxy bastard: I killed the Soth master
Foxy bastard: Sith sorry stupid autocorrect
Foxy bastard: this will have no significant political impact whatsoever.
Furry Alpha: Fox what the kriff
Rex everything he touches: Fox what the fuck
Five (5) braincells total: pics or it didn’t happen.
Foxy bastard: fox_with_a_red_lightsaber.img
Five (5) braincells total: holy shit
Rex everything he touches: Fox what the fuck.
Foxy bastard: fun fact: whoever kills the Sith master becomes the next one
Foxy bastard changed name to Lord Fox
Lord Fox: fear me bitches
— — —LIKE, AN HOUR AGO— — —
So, the Chancelors a Sith. Fox has known this for a while, honestly. It’s kind of an open secret in the Guard—shinies are finally considered Guard members after they (rightfully) accuse one member of the Senate of some form of treason, and it’s the Chancellor 70% of the time. But it’s not like they can do anything, considering that he’s, y’know, the Chancellor. Also, the Guard really can’t go against any of their orders, unless they want themselves and their vod to be subjected to… a lot of bad shit. So, yeah, while Fox hasn’t exactly had a chance to kill the Chancellor before, now that he did, no one was going to stop him from taking it.
As he walked the now familiar path to the Chancellor’s office and entered the security codes that the man had (foolishly) given him, he thought about how strange that it was that they had revived Order 60. Even considering that the Chancellor was a Sith Lord and probably wanted the destruction of the Republic and the Jedi, Fox couldn’t think of a reason he would order the Clones to take the Jedi’s roles. He means, it’s not like 60 would make the clones turn on the Jedi, that was Order 66- huh. He’s pretty sure that Cody, who revived the order, has pretty bad hearing damage from the amount of explosions he’s been in. Fox shrugged as he began searching the room for weapons. Didn’t matter now.
Although Fox didn’t find any blasters (not surprising), he found several things that were definitely Sithy artifacts. He pocketed them, no use in letting Palpatine get to them. Finally, though, on his third sweep of the desk, he found a hidden compartment containing what he came for: the hilt of a lightsaber. A click of the button revealed a red blade, definitely belonging to a Sith. Well, he had Palpatine’s weapon, now all that was left to do was to wait for the man himself.
Fox considered waiting on the couch or behind the desk dramatically, but theatricality got good soldiers killed. Instead, he waited next to the doors, and doubled down on the shielding process that the other Force sensitives used to hide their abilities. It wasn’t too long before he heard footsteps and felt a presence approaching.
It was over instantly.
The second Palpatine stepped foot in the room, the red blade was already traveling through the air, slicing a clean line through his neck. Palpatine, or rather, Darth Sideous collapsed to the floor, dead. Almost immediately, Fox felt the Force change, growing almost lighter around the city, maybe even the planet. Staring at the body, however, he remembered something he read once in a book. Didn’t whoever killed the Sith Lord become the next one? Fox looked at the body on the ground, then back at the red lightsaber in his hand. He pulled out his comm, preparing to send a message to his brothers. He’s sure that whatever happens next, it’ll be fine.