Happy Star Wars day! Only have 5 chapters on fanfiction but once I upload all them let me know what other ideas you have for this story.

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Soren and Zack were now facing their coming death or imprisonment right in their faces. 20 or more Clones led by Fox were pointing their guns at them.

"How are we going to get out of this?!" Whispered the B1 nervously, not wanting to move. Zack just stared, the possibility of being executed by his own brothers flowing through his head.

"By order of Supreme Chancellor Palpatine, you two are accused of treason against the Empire and trialed for immediate execution for trying to help the Jedi!" Fox commanded, readying his blaster.

Zack stepped forward. "Fox, do you even know what you are saying? Empire? We're the Republic! A Democracy! This isn't you, somebody else is making you do this! Just stop it! We're brothers!" He pleaded in desperation, knowing though that what he was saying was probably just empty words.

Soren watched him in worry and pity. If he was killed by his fellow droids, he to would feel like he was betrayed. Even if they poked fun at him once in a while. He hoped they can get out of this alive, though it seemed likely. He was going to die for both sides. Separatists and Republicans.

"No, Zack," Fox said coldly, none of his humorous tones in his voice now. He was a completely different person from whom Zack remembered. He narrowed his eyes. Whoever was responsible for this pandemic with his brothers was going to pay!

"You and your droid are the traitors. The droid didn't follow the shutdown command for the rest of them, and you disobeyed Order 66. Die now knowing that. Long Live the Empire." His hand started to pull the trigger. The two friends stood firm, not backing down. Then, something happened that was unexpected.

Lightsabers hummed through the air as a graceful masked figure threw itself into the mass of Clones, killing them without mercy.

"Shoot it!"

"Who is that?"

"Aahhh!" A Clone screamed in pain as the red blade passed through his heart. The twosome stared, wide eyed/opticed, as they watched this stranger picking off the Clones one by one, the two red blades swinging in a frightening light show.

"W-what's happening??" Soren said in a shaking voice, as Zack shook his head in confusion, wanting to know who this person was.

All that was left was Fox, who managed to escape to his speeder and sped towards the Chancellor's office. The Masked figure watched him run away, sheathing it's two separate lightsabers. It turned to them.

"Come, unless you wish to die!" It said in a voice masked out by its helmet filters. The two looked at each other, then. Knowing that they have no choice, they followed their rescuer to its speeder.

The figure and Zack got into the front, and Soren stumbled into the back. The person started up the speeder and they zoomed downward to the lower levels of Courasant.

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An hour of flying later and they were still not talking. The odd trio sat in silence, the stranger flying the speeder and not looking at them. Zack was deep in thought and grief for his lost brothers, and Soren was shifting nervously in the backseat of the speeder.

Eventually they reached the ground of the lower levels, slowing down a tad until they reached a hidden shadowy ally way. The stranger stopped the speeder and pointed to them to get out. Clone and Droid did so, wondering why the stranger won't speak to them still.

"My hideout is not far. We'll discuss things there." The stranger finally said. And to Zack's confusion, he thought this guy's voice was starting to sound more feminine than male which was weird.

That's when he stopped. "Just show us who you are. Or are you simply some type of mysterious Bounty Hunter who never shows his or her face?" He snapped. The Stranger turned, his eyes narrowed. "I'm more than a simple bounty hunter," he growled, reaching his hand out and pressing buttons on a hidden doorway.

It opened and the group ventured into a dimly lit housing area. It was likely that this Stranger couldn't afford a luxury apartment.

He turned to them, and took off his helmet. The two friends tended themselves for who it could be. Once the face was revealed, not only that it wasn't a he, but a she, and a person that Zack encountered many times in the 501st.

"Ventress!" He exclaimed in disbelief and shock as she gave him a small smirk at his reaction.

"Yes, I saved you. And I owe you an explanation," She answered, eyeing the two of them with interest.

Soren just couldn't believe it. Dooku's assassin, his former Mistress, presumed dead by Dooku, was still alive??