Prologue

Geonosis Buisness

"I am Commander Jax.

We all remember our first day off Kamino and arriving to battle. We were all anxious to get into battle, but none of us showed it. It was all silent, until General Yoda and other LAATs arrived in an arena where some of the Jedi were struggling.

However, you already know that story. This tale is of an elite squad, soon to be the Survival Regiment of the 41st Elite when we got off that dust bowl."

-ARC-0853 Regimental Commander Jax, retelling his first day off of Kamino.

"I can't see anything!" The ARF next to Jax wouldn't shut up about how different Geonosis was from their home world, Kamino, which they had just come from.

"ARF-two-four-three-seven, we are here for action, and all you care about is how you can't see?" a clone behind both of them shouted.

"I prefer to be called Captain Camo, thank you very much Sergeant," the Captain shot back. Jax broke in and said,

"Both of you, we are all brothers here. You are all going to be together for a long time while you are under my command." Everyone went silent after that, till Jax questioned, "Pilot, how long till we arrive into battle?"

"Very soon, sir," the pilot quickly replied. "Hang on back there!"

"You know, Captain," the Commander turned to the ARF, "I suggest you stick with me. I've watched your training during the squad's simulations, and you are good."

Camo nodded. "Thank you, sir. I'll try to do the best I can."

Jax looked around and stated, "Too bad we couldn't get all of our team here, only you ARFs are currently here, which is only 3 of you plus me. I wonder what they have planned for the rest of them."

The Sergeant finally spoke after being in the dark, "I heard they don't want to reveal them on our first invasion, sir. Advanced Recon Commandos, or ARC for short, is what they were called. Also, I'd like to be called Eco."

"Sergeant Eco," Jax stated, "thanks for the information."

"No problem, sir."

Jax turned his attention back to the Captain, "So, why do you want to be called Camo? You don't blend in with the surface at all."

Camo thought of that for a moment, than he responded with, "You know those Republic Commandos and how they painted their armor? I want to paint my armor in full camouflage to blend in. Plus, I found this device that makes me practically invisible."

"That is a good argument, Captain," Jax showed full attention to what Camo said.

"So, Commander, why do you want to be called Jax?" Sergeant Eco broke into the conversation.

"Well, Sergeant, it is because-" Jax never got to finish what he was saying, because a bang sound flooded the gunship, and everyone forgot about the question as the remaining ARF that chose to be silent fell out. The ARF, who they called Spike afterwards, cried for help. Camo got a glimpse of Spike's doom. Ironically, Spike was impaled by a spike on the terrain.

"What the heck was that?!" Camo blurted out. No one responded, as no one knew.

After a short amount of time, the pilot spoke, "Commander Jax! That bang was one of the other gunships next to us exploding. We have reached the Separatists."

"Copy that, pilot," Jax responded. "This is it, gentleman. We are about to turn the tide of the war for the Republic!" The only other two troopers on board cheered with force and courage. The LAAT finally landed, and the trio made their way into battle.

"Captain Camo, Sergeant Eco, stick close to me! We don't want to get separated on our way to General Yoda," Jax ordered.

"Copy that sir," Eco replied.

Camo added, "Just what we are supposed do, sir!"

The daylight on the planet finally hit them, revealing their true colors. Commander Jax was marked by Yellow on his armor in order to represent his rank. Captain Camo was striped with red, and Sergeant Eco was lined with green.

The trio now knew on what Camo meant on how he couldn't see. Dust was flying around mildly, obscuring little amounts of their view. However, they couldn't miss the Jedi General, who was standing in a portable command center in the middle of the gunships that were landing and leaving again. When they walked up to Yoda, they were slightly shocked to find out Yoda's size. They were aware he was small, but not as small as how he was. They also know that Yoda was the strongest with the force in the Jedi Order, so they didn't say anything about it.

"Commander Jax, hello." Yoda shook his hand and turned to his companions. "For you two, as well, Captain Camo and Sergeant Eco." Yoda turned back to the Commander. "A regiment waiting for you, there is. As well as a Jedi General." Yoda pointed to at least 2,304 clone troopers with no colors charging to the east of the command post they were on. Captain Camo was amazed at the size, while Sergeant Eco sighed at, however no one questioned why he did.

"I'll do what I can, General. Where's the Jedi who will be leading us?" Jax asked, ignoring Camo talking about how they could take on the galaxy with that size of an army.

As if that was the secret passcode, a Jedi General walked up to Commander Jax and bowed to him. "I am Jedi General John 'Veloce' Nicnore. I will be leading you and your men today." The clones saluted to him. "Now isn't the time for formalities, however. It is time we show the droids how the Republic will stay in control." On further examination, it was noted the Jedi had armor on, similar to their own, but with no helmet. The armor had two yellow stripes going down his chest. His robe was the same color as his armor, including the yellow stripes. General Veloce pulled his hood down and revealed his brown hair. "Let's begin this, Commander." He jumped down, with the clones following him. He let out a war cry, and they all ran towards the droids the Separatists sent at them. There were many other regiments, Commanders, and Jedi doing the same as them.