First attempt at writing one of these Star Wars stories so, be kind enough not to flame me.
If you don't know what Clone Assassins are look it up on Wookiepedia.
"Sir." CA-2 Spoke.
"What is the status on the Jedi aiding the rebels, Commander?" The Grand Insquitor growled.
"We tracked them down to a safehouse around 5001 clicks from our position." CA-2 Said respectfully, holding position behind the inquisitor, they were in a communication's area in the Imperial base it was heavily fortified in a square shape.
"Hmph. Maybe you clones aren't as useless as the others." He grunted, The remark annoyed CA-2 but he decided to ignore it.
Ever since order 66 CA-2 had been slowly breaking the chip's control over him, it was like a darkness he was in chains, forced to betray everyone he ever loved.
He suffered from nightmares and flashbacks which the chip seemed to kill each time they appeared, but it was slowly wearing off.
"Aye, sir." He responded no emotion in his voice.
"Prepare your squad immediately, we will make this fast." He ordered.
Nodding CA-2 stepped out of the room, before removing his helmet he stared at the vizor looking at his reflection that face...Was the face of a traitor.
He shrugged it off and returned the helmet to it's proper place on his head as the chip killed his feelings.
'I feel regret within' that Clone...' The Grand Inquisitor thought to himself as he walked through the hangar to the transport.
"Come on boys! Time for another mission." CA-2 called out into the barracks.
"Yes sir!" They said in sequence.
CA-2 stepped up into the room equipping his vibroblades strapping his sniper rifle across his back and holstering his pistol, he looked at his brothers as they prepared, ever since that day.. They were like robots, no personality. To him he felt like he was with droids.
"Hurry it up!" CA-2 yelled at his brothers as they quickly strapped on their equipment.
Before leaving the barracks CA-2 looked back into his quarters he had a itching feeling nagging at him stepping back to his storage he grabbed a lightsaber.
Turning down to look at the hilt of the blade he had a flashback.
"MASTER!" The young Temple Guard in training called out as she was cut down by Clones.
CA-2 recongnized the voice of the Padawan looking over to him before witnessing his brothers cut down by his yellow blade.
"You..." He whispered in shock as he saw CA-2 standing above 4 fallen Jedi Knights vibro blades extended CA-2 was truly sad at this moment, for those other Jedi he had no remorse but...
"How... How could you!" The Padawan yelled tears in his eyes.
CA-2 said nothing as he blocked the swift attacks of the lightsaber with his blades, this boy had trained with him since his youth, and now he had to cut him down whether he wanted to or not.
He let out a cold sad look at the Padawan as he disarmed him, and suddenly without hesitation or rather without control...His arm punched out at the boy Vibroblade slicing into his chest.
"Cal... I..I hate you..." And with those words he became one with the force, Cal was the name the boy he just slaughtered had given him, he was truly the only person who had treated him as a person and not a clone.
"I'm sorry..." Cal whispered his mind breaking through the chip's control only for a second. Cal grabbed the lightsaber from where it had fallen attaching it to his belt he continued his rampage with his squad of cutting down Jedi.
Cal looked away from the hilt attaching it to his belt and closing the storage room he left the barracks.
"Come on boys! The Grand Inquisitor will have your asses cut in half!" Cal screamed at the other Assassins as they finished and stood in formation.
"Let's hunt." and with that they embarked towards the transport.
"You're late, Commander." The Inquisitor remarked at Cal.
"Yes sir, I am sorry, I take responsibility for it." Cal replied respectfully.
"Well, that will be dealt with later. We have Jedi to catch, come along now...Let's not keep them waiting." He said as Cal and his squad entered the transport and the hangar doors opened.