Geonosis, starship Majestic-
RC-one-one-three-six stood staring out the window of his assigned cabin as the Majestic entered hyperspace, leaving his squad, or at what was left of them behind. "Damn it", he shouted. He had been bred to kill, to fight, to avoid loss, but nothing could have prepared him for this. His squad, his brothers, had been killed and now they were left to be scraped up and dumped somewhere to rot. It wasn't right. It was then that he vowed to take out their murderer. But for now, another squad, another battle…