War is a freakish event
many good men die for a cause,
many rise up to defend democracy
and some fight for power
this is the clone wars
Sergeant Trekker remembered general Kali's words as he walked through a burnt village. He saw little wood houses half burnt some with blood on them. Very freakish he thought, sergeant never was a fan of war and never thought he rise up to fight, he was forced. It doesn't matter, clones are bred for war same as droids, he thought. trekker's armor was scarred, black stripes on his helmet and down his armor he walked with 2
other clones each with shiny armor, none of them have seen war. Trekker was on the planet Suan patrolling for droids in the burnt village. The scene was horrible burnt down houses, droids everywhere, and some local three foot tall humanoid villagers with blaster pistols. He saw no dead clones, the villagers won but they fled to another village
where some 10 clones set an outpost. Trekker was distracted, looking at the buildings and ground. He saw a doll on the ground a it made him falter. Some girl apparently was slain nearby, he thought. Trekker was so lost in thought that if he hadn't tripped on a blaster his head would have been shot clean off. He got up and ran for cover in a burnt house with his 2 troopers and ducked. "sarge would it kill you to pay attention theres
10 clankers out there," one of my troopers teased. Trekker replied a sorry and he pulled
his blaster out. Trekker was shooting very accurately, he scrapped 2 droids and the other
2 each scrapped clones advanced burnt house to burnt house until they were ten feet away from the 4 enemies and started shooting again he got 1 and his troopers scrapped the rest. Before the 3 men celebrated a tank came and blasted them into the
trees. Trekker woke up, he was in a cave with his 2 soldiers he has a ache in his leg but just an ache, and his vision was fuzzy . "your up," one of the clones announced. trekker thought
these two brave men saved my life and I don't even know there names. his thought compelled trekker to ask men on either side of him"what are your names," "Jorke," said the man on his right "asher," said the other on his left. Trekker tried to get up before a searing pain made him fall jorke (now with a black smoked helmet) helped him back to the ground and he said "your leg is broken you were hit by the tank and flew we carried you back to this cave 20 clicks away."
asher was just sitting in the corner of a cave playing with a grenade, his armor was shiny he was untouched still a shiny. Trekker ordered "asher get the com link and request pickup," asher replied "the com link was broken in the crash I'm taking out the grenades parts to fix it, sorry sir." just as asher finished his sentence he heard a blaster.