Here is a story from the perspective of a unit in the Grand Army of the Republic called the Corellian Cobras The story will come from the perspective of several clones, a few jedi, and citizens rebelling against the empire many years later. There will also be events taking place in the founding of the new jedi order.
The unit is mostly made up of clones although there are several human recruits in the unit, and it is led by a Jedi named Taelros Shae, and her padawan, Dorm Valarous. The leading clone is known by the nickname "King" after the King Cobra. The story starts with order 66, and eventually reverts back to the first major battle of the unit, on a snowy planet I will name soon. (The Unit is made up, and I thought of the name, because I wanted a fresh face in the star wars world.) Their will be some interesting events with the Jedi Leader, because the loss of her padawan and other events that lead could lead her to become a fallen jedi. If this does happen, who could possibly bring her back to the Light side of the force? (Their will be some more rumors/hint of the possible breaking of the Jedi code between two individuals in this story." In the events taking place in order 66, her Padawan is 19, and the she is 28. The clone commander is in clone years 23, though in Human years because of growth acceleration he would be about 46.
I will do it in chapter segments. I should be able to have at least 2 chapters this weekend, and I aim for a chapter weekly.
I will do it in chapter segments. I should be able to have at least 2 chapters this weekend, and I aim for a chapter weekly.
So here it goes-
Chapter 1- Order 66
"Get that one over there!"
"Watch it! Another Jedi on your left!"
"Got him!"
"Bravo Company report in!"
"Bravo here it looks like we got all of them. Wait.. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCKKK!"
"BRAVO DO YOU COPY!"
The radio crackles for a few seconds, then a voice is heard. A voice that made every clone hearing it shake with fear.
"This is Jedi Master Taelros Shae. I cannot deny that from the moment I first saw your kind, that I knew you were all meant for one thing. War. How profitable it would be if that war never ended. I eventually began to trust you. We saved eachothers lives in combat. My own Padawan who is now one with the force, saved 12 of you on a retreat when he had no reason too. Leave them I said. Leave them, because they know their job. But he didn't and he rescued you all anyway. Now you all killed him, and I feel a great many deaths in the force that your kind have also caused. Know this, any clone who gets in my way, will feel my saber. I will not stop until the Jedi Order is restored. Any non clone GAR soldier who survived this betrayal, never stop until justice is served. I will look out for you. The Jedi preserved this galaxy's peace, and we will do so once again. This is my final communication. Goodbye."
The clones all look toward their commander, "King."
"Orders Sir?"
"Find that jedi who killed our brothers in bravo company. NOW!"
"You heard the man, move out."
"Squads one and two on me, seek out that jedi!"
"What about the Separatists?"
"The Jedi is the priority, but take out any droids in your way."
Chapter 2- The first battle.
Day 1 The Ice planet Inegan on the mid rim.- 32nd Corellion Cobras
"Were ready for the attack General!"
"Good. it seems as if the final hanger and bunker are all that's left. Something isn't right. We took our forward positions way to easily. Something tells me the CIS is waiting with something much worse."
"Would you like to postpone the attack General?"
"No. Alert all men to attack the last bunker and hanger now."
"Roger that."
"All right all units move out now!"
Clones swarmed out of their defensive positions, and left the trenches they had captured from the separatists. AT-TE's moved their giant legs, and started forward to the main separatist base. The shield generator was seen in the distance.
The Ground assault had started. Clones attacked isolated units of droids, and the light walkers took out several enemy turrets. Then Vulture droids appeared, bombarding the units on the ground. The clones too heavy casualties, and requested help. Eventually the AT-TE's were in range and took down several enemy fighters.
Eventually, the BARC troopers cleared out the enemy catacombs and called in a final decisive orbital bombardment on the separatist hanger. The shield had just before been eliminated by AT-TE fire.
1 Hour later.
"MEDIC OVER HERE! WE FOUND ANOTHER ONE!"
"On my way!"
"Too late this one's dead too."
The medic and the trooper buried their 10th clone of the day, and many others were being buried by their brothers in different parts of the now quiet battlefield.
Back at the command center Clone Leftenant , Able 379, nicknamed "King" by his mates, because of his pompous attitude, (He thought it's because they knew he was in charge.although he always got the job done and was an excellent leader.) was reporting to the Jedi General and her Padawan. The two Jedi were debating on the next man to command the clones, because of the death of their former commander.
"General! The main hanger's destroyed although we believe there is a small droid force located in a valley nearby preparing to leave the planets orbit. Our Command ship in Orbit can't hit them from where they are. It could change it's position, but the droids and their separatist officers could leave before we hit them."
"Thank you Leftenant."
"Tael? May I offer a suggestion?" The Padawan asked.
"Uhhhhhh." The clone Leftenant stuttered.
It was unheard of for a Padawan to refer to their master by their first name, directly, especially by a nickname."
"Yes padawan. Do you have a suggestion? said the Jedi General, ignoring the clones shock.
"We have 12 ARC-170 fighters available back at the main encampment. I can lead a small force to attack the Separatists. and see if we can take out their transports."
"Ok then, that sounds like a good idea. By the way Able 379, you are now going to be in charge. I'm promoting you to the rank of Commander. Now organize the troops, and get the wounded up to the command ship, and have them taken care of. We are done here."
"Yes, Mam, thank you Mam."
The Padawan and the newly promoted Clone left the mobile command center.
"Wait!" shouted the master.
"Yes" both the clone and the padawan responded.
"Be careful," said the master.
The Padawan nodded, and ran off to the fighters, the clone walked off mumbling to himself "What's their to be careful for, just getting a few wounded on ships."