I had lived on Rassas my whole life. I hated it. I had heard of the Clone Wars, and longed to fight for the Republic. But Rassas was on the far reaches of the Republic space, and I had no hope of helping. Until the day Gap came back.
I went outside and down to the forest. I looked at all the signs of battle still there. A blast bolt here, a burn there, and the river had pieces of AT-TEs and Hailfire droids lodged in its banks. I heard something by my house and ran back there. I saw the door open and slowly went inside. Gap was lying on the couch with his eyes shut.
"Gap! What are you doing here?" Gap was a clone and had fought for Rassas in the early stages of the Clone Wars. I had forged a close friendship with him and had told and showed him everything about my life. The droids had killed my family, so when several clone squads stayed to help rebuild, Gap looked after me. He knew my desire to be in the army, and he himself hated war. So he came back to trade places.
"We both want what each other has. So, we can change places, and it'll all be fine." He said. I nodded. I'm a half Clawdite/ half Human, meaning my natural shape is human, but I can change my shape whenever I want. We switched, he gave me his armor, onto which I painted green stripes, and I gave him my tiny farm. As I went to take the trail to the Republic outpost, I remembered the one thing I could not leave. I picked up my old lightsaber and activated it. Its orange blade glowed against the brick wall, and I swung it several times. I can learn how to use any weapon within 5 minutes, and know it well enough to use it in battle within ten. I looked back at Gap as I put the hilt where the detonator would be and slid the helmet over my new face.