Dar'solus [Captain Rex x reader]

Chapter 49 - Jorso'ran aaray

Ahsoka was within my careful grasp, but the look she gave me made it seem as if there was an open galaxy between us, "I don't know, (Y/N). You lied from the moment I met you about who you truly were... saying you're sorry won't be enough to make me forget that."

Gently she tugged her arm free from my grasp. I didn't bother to try and hold her back, she needed time. The air had seeped out from my lungs and I now found myself empty, void of any emotions other than dread. Ahsoka, a bright and cunning padawan that had grown to be like a sister to me, now another victim of my lies. The never ending lies that I spun around myself as my ego tricked me into a false sense of security from the thin web, becoming blind to the jagged edges of them ready to cut into my skin and tear me open. Only now when I faced the bitter reality of it all could I see the grave I weaved for myself. For everyone around me that had all fallen into the web and was now stuck, destined to be cut by the lies like me.

Balling my fists and clenching my jaw shut I felt a boiling in the pit of my stomach. Grievous, that son of a bitch had driven a wedge between me and Ahsoka. Revealing my true self for her to see, trying to convince me to join him, clipping off the handcuffs to make it seem as though I had accepted his offer.

As the memories replayed in my mind, the parts clicked into place and I saw his scheme. His attempt to make the ones close to me run away so I would be left alone in a never ending sorrow, ripe for his picking. He would play the hero, the one who sees me for who I am and lure me onto his side. That selfish, murdering, slimy, rotting fucking scrap heap of a General!

If he thought that I would give in to becoming fully broken again, he was wrong. Ahsoka was still not trusting of me, still hurt after the cut of my lies, but she had not yet completely abandoned me. I would get us out of here. I would fight for her trust and even if she decided to never want anything to do with me ever again, well so be it. She is smart enough to know what she needs in her life and what she doesn't. But by the Maker, I would not stop fighting for her or anyone else in my life that I cared for. I would not falter to the venomous lies of someone like Grievous. If I turned up all alone when all is said and done, I would still fight for and protect them with my life. I became a broken and lying mess at a young age, seeing no purpose and no end goal with my life. Confused and angered I let myself wither in my job at the Temple. But now, now I see the road to wander. I was trained to protect, to protect my loved ones and protect the balance. The balance between corruption and good.

The Force flowed wildly in my veins, like the roaring rush of water being released from a dam. Mind dwindling to one determined plan; get Ahsoka out of here alive. If Grievous died in the process, well good. If not, there would come many more opportunities. Rolling my neck to let go of the tension, I walked over to the locked door and honed in on it. Strong metal and a complicated locking mechanism, however, the intricate locking was the key to getting out. Ironic. Because it needed room to fit all the gears to make it function, the metal around that part was weaker, not reinforced enough to be equally as durable as the rest of the door. So, one well placed kick with the help of the Force should be enough to get it open.

"Ahsoka, we're leaving."

The sound of her shuffling to stand up was heard as she spoke, "Leaving? How? We don't have our lightsabers."

I backed away two steps from the door, keeping my eyes locked on to maintain the focus on what I was about to do, "I have a hunch on where he's keeping them. Until we get there we'll just borrow two electro staffs from the MagnaGuards."

She kept silent and I could tell she was twisting and turning the plan –if you could even call it that– in her mind.

I took the opportunity and charged two steps before calling on the Force to enhance the power of my kick to the placement of where the lock would be. The door flew open with a loud clang and waved before coming to a slow and creaking stop. Looking over to Ahsoka, who was hesitant, I spoke again as a small smile played on my lips, "Grievous was wrong to think that I could be tricked into joining him, and he was a pure idiot for not cuffing me again."