A/N So Syrena and Bones have a really close relationship. Like really close. So I made the 501st get rained on by missiles. Enjoy death everyone. Kitana and Syrena owned by LeopardstarSilver
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Death lingered in the air, bodies where tossed carelessly. A few survivors and a Jedi padawan shifted through the destruction looking for others. Among the bodies Bones was nearby. His body was twisted in ways inhuman. Blood splattered his face and armor, tiny pools surrounding it. New gashes dug into his face from when his helmet shattered, it's remains still lodged in his face. Where armor should've been, was vacant with blood soon filling it. Half of the ARC trooper's helmet was gone leaving a big enough hole so you could see half his face. Burns decorated his cheek and forehead. His eyes where closed his body trying to conserve energy. Syrena follows what she had sensed earlier and stopped by Bones. "Bones!" She called out hurrying over to him. He faded into black, giving no response. She kneeled carefully next to him "Bones? Come on Bones say something. Anything!" Her voice snapped him back to reality, along with the pain. As he moved to respond, pain over took him wrenching through his system. Before he knew it he released a cry, over laced with pain and agony.

Rex who was around twenty feet away heard it, cringed and covered his ears. He was tempted to investigate, but knew precious time was against him. He also knew that was the sound of a dying brother, he knew Syrena could handle it and kept looking for survivors. The haunting cry replaying itself through his head the whole time.

"Hey hey don't move. Your in no condition to do that at all." She says starting to tear up a little. Bones mumbled something about not wanting to die. Want to? no he didn't, come to terms with death though is what he did. His body was limp from utter exhaustion as well as his eyes where loosely clamped together. The crimson liquid slowly winded its way from the corner of his mouth, leaving a scarlet trail. It seemed to tease him, tease him because it knew his fate. In fact it signified his fate. His chest rose sharply, breathing ragged and in gasps. "I'm not going to let you die. Just stay awake and listen to my voice" she says trying to figure out on where to start in the wounds. Mustering up all the strength he had he opened his mouth. "K-keep being strong" he says before inhaling sharply. "Don't let anything bring you down. Keep fighting and remain true to myself. You are my sister, I'll always have your back even when I'm gone. Thank you for that" he says smiling a meek, lifeless smile. It was supposed to give her reassurance. "To many wounds not enough time" he says growing quieter as the sentence dragged on. "And you are forever my brother. Never turn your back on family. Protect them and keep them strong through thick and thin. That's what I live for" she says looking at the dying clone. They were family, saying goodbye isn't always easy.

"She won't be alone in helping you Bones" Kitana says appearing. She herself was a bloody mess, dried blood stained her clothes and corners of her mouth. Her body was covered in bandages. In some spots the bandages were covered in a raw red from fresh blood that soaked through them. Bones body convulsed earning a groan from him. His body was desperately trying to fight off death, but to no avail. Gathering his fading energy he spit out "d-don't w-waste y-your energy". He could feel himself slowly slipping away again. Feeling pain rip through him once more he went quiet. "Why are you all so stubborn in situations like this?" Kitana said 'because I know I'm dying' "I think one day I'll go crazy." She adds kneeling down and getting tools out to help with the wounds. By now his body seemed numb so he couldn't really feel it. Syrena had been trying to help soon spoke up. "Don't worry Bones we'll save you" she says gently. That's a lie he thought because he knew his fate. He groaned as a spasm of pure pain rippled through him, more intense then what had been before. This wave of pain however almost pulled him into the void of darkness cornering his vision. It was so easy to give up... To stop fighting. As he was about to he remembered something. At first his eyes moved against his eyelids trying to open themselves. When that failed he sighed. "Barracks, something for you" he choked out trying to make a full sentence by using fragments. He was trying to tell them about the knives, the knives he made especially for them. The handles carefully made to fit their hands. Each one carved with a idiosyncratic pattern. The ones he put pride into, the ones he made so his family could protect themselves. As gifts, as a thanks. Black overpowered him and he gave in unable to fight this time. His body went limp, chest stopping its struggle to rise and fall. He didn't hear Kitana calling for him, or her saying to stay with her. He didn't hear Syrena leave heading to the barracks. But what he did hear was some really bad jokes and the familiar obnoxious retorts from brothers. As they came into view he smiled. Reunited with family at last.

A/N: Upcoming chapters: When hope fades (title depending), RP one shot thing with LeopardStarsilver, possibly a chapter with Hylla once more, Spectre's little outburst. And if I feel like it maybe another Rex's 'death'.

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