So far, things seem to be a little edgy for our heroes. Wonder what they will do next...

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Cassian's P.O.V.

Krennic and I aren't the best of friends. If by anything, we suck when it comes to friendship. And I hate remembering how weak I was yesterday. It annoys me to reflect on the fact that I was so willing to let his comfort soothe me.

Bodhi is trying to encourage the two of us that everything is great. I don't know what Krennic thinks but I certainly dislike having to work with him. It wasn't my idea to let him tag along in our lives and yet somehow I ended up agreeing to the whole thing. I wish I had thought the deal through a little more.

Currently, I'm standing outside the cottage with Bodhi and Krennic. Bodhi is convinced that we'll become better partners if I teach Krennic how to fight with a staff, as blaster are nearly useless in this world. In the Realm of Muertos, you can't die because you're already dead. Knockout is the only way you can win fights.

"Please, Cassian! I'm sure it would be great for him and you to practice together," Bodhi pleads.

"I don't want to teach him!" I snap. Bodhi jumps at my response. I guess I used a harsher tone towards him than I'm proud to admit. His face says it all and I can see what looks like tears starting to form at his eyes. "For Kriff's sake, Bodhi!" I growl as I grab the staff and head off to where Krennic is failing at handling a staff.

It's a rough practice time. We spar against each other nearly constantly, as I found this the most effective way to learn when I crossed over to the realm (I had someone by the name of Satele Shan teach me). Despite how fast Krennic was at learning how to maneuver the staff, I wasn't in the mood to cooperate with him and I criticized the smallest of mistakes he made. Krennic is a disaster when it comes to keeping a sturdy footing, the most crucial thing to staff fighting.

I know I don't have the patience to keep teaching him for an hour. I draw the last straw when Krennic leaves me an opening on his right side. I swing the staff through the opening and whack him over the head with my staff. Krennic collapses to the ground, groaning as Bodhi steps in and grabs my staff so I can't swing it around any more.

"Perhaps you should cool off by the seaside," he says in a calm voice.

"You're probably right," I respond and head off to the beach, my staff in tow.

I reach the beachside and kick the sand aimlessly. It's not fair! Why did I have to go through hell for the crossover trial when all Orson had to do was to accept acceptance? What kind of a test was that? And I wouldn't be surprised if Bodhi had gotten an easy trial too. Why couldn't I have had something nice and easy, like testing to see if I was capable of holding my own against one of those Markavipes? But no! I saw my friends and family being torn apart, the regrets that I lived with since I was a child, but most of all, seeing K2 and Jyn fall before my eyes.

Tears begin to prick my pupils. I don't know how much longer I can stand this mental pain. I hope we find Jyn soon. I don't want to find out something terrible has happened to her. What if it was it possible for those in the Realm of Muertos to die again?

My chest hurts form lack of oxygen. I try to concentrate on my breathing but it becomes shallower the harder I focus. Whether it's true or not you can't die in the realm, right now I feel like I'm going to die.

Orson's P.O.V.

What is Cassian's problem? I ask for him to help me learn how to defend myself in this realm and all I get is his full anger plus a large bump on my head. I know the guy went through a rough time, but really? He needed to get some anger management help.

Bodhi decides to have me take a break and help him with the communications systems. He and I spend most the rest of the day filtering through the millions of chats between the Rebellion members and relaying any information that was necessary for everyone to hear.

"It's nice having an extra hand around here," Bodhi said. "It makes things a lot easier." He laughed and pulled out an aux cord. He plugged that into another port then tapped out some data on a keyboard. "Hmm... Sogrone, Mentae, Qos, all the planets in the inner rim... nothing!"

I glance over his shoulder and watch as he crosses out planets on a map. The map almost looks the one that I have always known back in the physical world. The only difference is the names of the planets.

When he's not relaying messages from one group to another, the former cargo pilot tells stories about how he joined the Rebellion and teamed up with Jyn, Cassian, and some others. He referred to them as the Rogue 6. He spoke of how the Rogue 6 and other Rebellion members worked together to retrieve the plans on Scarif. Meanwhile, I realize just how blind the Empire is.

Bodhi's decision to trust me so easily is strange but it's better than him trying to kill me. "Why are you not afraid to trust me?" I ask as I reach down to pet Gumdrop. "Why are you never tense around me like An-Cassian is?"

"If it makes you feel better, I am still a little worried that you'll turn against me." Bodhi pauses to think what he should say next. "Cassian once told me that Jyn said 'Trust goes both ways.' I like to think that my relationship with you as that; trust going both ways." He raised his gaze to look at me. "You have to trust people you barely know if you want things done, so long as they're fighting for the same cause as you are."

I look down at my hands. I couldn't agree more. Trust does go both ways with new allies. You have to count on your ally to cover your back or both will go down. The thought brings a small smile to my lips.

Bodhi then ruins the moment by saying "Plus, I know I have a better chance of not being gored than you do in this realm. So technically, I trust that you realize you can't stay alive without me, based off your experience with the baby markavipe."

I sigh. "Thanks..." I'm never going to live that one down. Literally... I can't even die here, or so Cassian told me.

Night falls and it begins to rain, which could either be a bad thing or a good thing depending how you look at it. Bodhi laughs as Gumdrop whines nervously. "She doesn't like rainstorms, especially if thunder and lightning get involved." He picks up the pit bull and sets it in his lap. Gumdrop practically buries her head into Bodhi's stomach. "Hey girl, it's okay."

I smile. I reach over to pet Gumdrop, wondering if that would soothe her a little. As I pet her I begin to get this strange sensation. Why do I feel like I'm missing something?

Bodhi finished up the calls for the day and glances at the clock. "It's late!" He exclaims. "We should probably start dinner for the three of us."

The three of us. Wait a second, there's only two of us. Where's Cassian? "Bodhi, did Cassian come back?"

Bodhi freezes. His eyes widen and he looks horrified. "... Oh KRIFF! He's probably still down at the beach!" The cargo pilot pushes Gumdrop to the floor and seizes his staff. He bolts out the door. I grab my staff and race after him.

Both of us head straight to the beach. We ran around like we were on fire, calling for Cassian, though I doubt he'll be able to hear me through all this rain. The rain is harsh, about five times as bad as the rain on Eadu and Arkanis combined. I can barely see my hand when I stretch my arm out. "Cassian!" I cry.

I crash into something. My mind flashes back to the memory of the markavipe and I swing my staff at whatever it is. "Ow!" Bodhi's voice can loud and clear despite all the rain. "Watch where you're pointing that thing!"

"Sorry!" I gasp. I help him to his feet. "We gotta stick together and try and find Cassian," I said. I can't risk loosing both of them in the rain.

Bodhi nods and grabs my wrist. "Follow me! I think I know where he might be." He pulls me blindly through the rain. We run to a small cave where the rain is flooding the floor with an inch of water. Bodhi runs towards the back of the cave and searches. It's hard to see in the dark so we end up having to rely on our sense of touch.

Much to our dismay, Cassian isn't here. I don't think I've ever see a more terrified look on Bodhi's face. "He usually comes here!" The exasperated pilot looks like he's going to cry.

"What if Cassian went home?" I ask.

Bodhi staggers towards the entrance of the cave. "I hope he is," he whispers. I seize Bodhi's wrist and the two of us work together to head back to the cottage. The rain's let up a little bit and we can see farther (well, not really. More like a meter farther). As we head near the area where we can follow a footpath back to the cottage, I notice something on the beach that looks like a small whale or dolphin. I was about to leave it alone when I heard it cough...like a human... That's no dolphin or whale. Bodhi hears it too and before I can react, he's pulling me over to it.

It's Cassian and to our horror, his face is turning blue. Not from being cold but because he can't breathe. It's obvious he had another panic attack and with all this rain and the humidity from the ocean, it wasn't help him breathe easier. Bodhi and I kneel down next to Cassian. Bodhi hoists Cassian to an upright kneeling position and tries to help him breathe. I slap Cassian's back a few times, hoping to force the water to come out. When it doesn't work, Bodhi gets behind Cassian and squeezes right under the captain's lungs. Cassian throws up watered-down bile.

"Let's get him home," said Bodhi. "Before anything gets worse." I nod and pick up Cassian. Bodhi knows the way back to the cottage better than I do so I'll just have him lead.

As I carry Cassian, he seemed to find the strength and breath to mutter some words over and over again. "I am one with the Force... and the F-Force is with me..." It almost sounds like he's praying.
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I am so mean to Cassian...

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