Part three of my series where I incorporate real life players of the game “Star Wars: Battlefront 2″ into a fun, action packed, adventure.

“bunny?” I asked dumbfounded.What kind of self respecting soldier would name themselves that , i wondered silently.
Storm , read my mind and said , ” he calls himself that , to give his enemies a false sense of security”.
I reasoned that , it was plausible at best and I extended my hand to the other one .He shook it.He had a strong grip and an equally strong voice.”Call me Slaughter , because that’s what I do”.He said it , not as a threat , but rather as a fact ,which I found quite intriguing.
And then storm asked me, ” so whats your name then?”.
“agent” i replied,”agentX”, that was what I wanted to be called.That was what I was.
“Well , agent , your little encounter has probably earned you a death sentence”storm said cheerfully, ” so welcome to the club!”.He seemed to treat a death sentence as an everyday minor problem.Which it probably was , to him off course.
Then, storm put his helmet back on , and cupped his hand to his ear.He was speaking on a comlink I realized.And whatever he heard didn’t seem to be good news , more to the contrary in fact.I could make out from his body language.All those years of covert ops training , we could never speak , so we learned to read each others thoughts, by simply observing them , and storm was not a happy man then.
Storm lowered his hand, and turned his head towards me.
As I stared into his “t-visor” , he said slowly . ” your little performance has reached the ears of the deathwatch leaders , and my involvement in it , has set in motion a war between the deathwatch and my clan”.”We cannot hope to defeat them , they have the numbers , and the technology ,but if we work together , as a team , as a unit , we have a chance of prevailing , which in this case , means coming out alive , so I ask you , agentX , will you join us”?
“Yes” I replied , and I was never more sure.
“good” he said , he then turned to bunny and said ” I’m afraid that time is short , and I need to pull out all the stops, send word to the leaders of clan immortal , we will need all the help we can get.
He turned to me and said ,
“Get your things , brother, we need to move .Fast.”
And so we did.

To be continued.
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