The Displaced Knight

A/N: I do not own RWBY and Star Wars

Chapter 1

The briefing room currently, had seven people in it. A small child-sized green alien with wispy white hair and green skin with an aging look, a bald mocha-colored man with a stern and stoic expression, and a brown-haired, fair-cream-colored woman with long brown hair. The other four were men that looked almost identical with sun-tanned skin and short-cropped black hair of various designs. One had a mohawk, another was bald, another had a buzz cut, and another had his hair as a flat-top. The identical men wore heavy combat armor.

"Where is he?" The woman muttered, looking back at the open door.

"Permission to speak freely, General Windu?" The man with the mohawk said. The man identified as Windu looked at him.

"Permission granted,"

"Sir, I mean no disrespect to anyone..." The clone started to say.

"but is it true that Commander Sym isn't actually human? I heard a few stories from some of the others." He asked, his eyes asking for answers.

"What race Padawan Sym is is of no concern to anyone, trooper. You would do well to remember that." Windu replied firmly.

"Yes, sir. Of course, sir." The clone said. The bald clone slapped him on the back of the head.

"Never ask that again, idiot." He muttered to his brother.

"There will be no hitting anyone here, understood, Trooper Alyx?" Windu warned, glaring at the bald trooper.

"Yes, sir. I was merely correcting my brother's stupidity." Trooper Alyx said, straightening his back.

The green alien chuckled to himself.

Just then a shadow appeared on the ground. All eyes turned towards the doorway. A tall, broad-shouldered, bulky young man appeared in the doorway. Armor covered the top half of his tan tunic with his lightsaber also on his hip.

His pale blue eyes scanned the room as he walked in. The beginnings of a beard were starting to grow on his face with his brown hair cut short with a padawan's braid. He had a chiseled look like he was straight from a statue. Like the woman, he was also fair-cream skinned.

"Masters, sorry I'm late. I was resting in my quarters." The young man said, nodding his head respectfully.

"Overslept again?" The woman muttered angrily.

" Taking a much needed nap after the battle, hmm?" The alien said in his strange voice. The padawan blushed as he muttered something about how he needed to get a new alarm clock.

"It won't happen again, I promise. This is the last time," The man said as he walked in.

"Please take a seat, padawan." Master Windu said. The padawan smiled as he sat next to the troopers.

"You boys are Paladin squad, right?" He said, grinning. The clones looked at him in confusion.

"Your brothers in Delta, Alpha, and Nova squads all told me great things about you. You're one of the few squads intact after..." he paused.

"Never mind," He said, correcting himself.

"It's good to be working with you." The padawan added, nodding.

"I assume there will be no need for introductions," The woman said, looking at her padawan.

"No, ma'am." The apprentice said, grinning.

"Very well," She said, taking a seat next to him.

"So, what's the mission, Masters?" The padawan said, leaning back.

"Very well," Windu said, pressing a button.

"Paladin squad and you are heading to this world," Master Windu said as the image appeared. The world appeared over their heads.

They studied it. It was a giant ball of white with patches of gray on it.

"An ice world, just like Hoth or Ilium." Padawan Sym commented.

"What's the world's name?"

"Uncharted it is," The green alien said. The Jedi apprentice looked at the green alien.

"You're kidding, right? Uncharted?"

"It's on the edge of the Outer Rim, far from Hutt space. Republic Intelligence operatives discovered that the Separatists have an interest in this world. You'll be investigating it."

"Why not send in say a battalion or a regiment of troopers to claim the planet? What's the opposition like there?" Padawan Sym asked.

"Unknown enemy numbers are. Spread-thin, our forces currently are." The alien Jedi answered. The Padawan looked at the world.

"Do we know what the Separatists have on that planet?"

"A research base, located approximately here." Master Windu said, pressing a button. Immediately a circle appeared on a patch of gray near the planet's equator.

"Do we know what this planet's called?" The woman asked.

"The Separatists call it 'Athuron'," Windu replied.

Suddenly, the apprentice grunted as he put a hand on his temple.

Everyone looked at him in concern.

"Alright, are you?" The green Jedi asked. The padawan looked at him.

"I'm fine, Master Yoda." He then looked at Master Windu.

"We will get the proper gear, right? Last time I went to an ice world, they forgot to give us a few heating units for our tents." Sym said, crossing his arms.

"Rest assured, you will get the proper gear." Windu said. He then dipped his head as he spoke.

"If you will continue using your lightsaber instead of a blaster as you are a Jedi knight."

Sym grimaced as the woman looked at him.

"Yes, sir. Got it." Sym said nodding.

"A Jedi using a blaster?" Trooper Alyx muttered, scoffing.

"There will be no further insults from you, Trooper Alyx. Is that understood? Furthermore, if you continue this line of behavior you will be severely disciplined." Windu warned.

"Yes, General." Alyx said, nodding.

"When do you want us to leave?" Sym asked.

"As soon as you can," Yoda answered. Sym nodded.

"You are all dismissed. May the Force be with you," Windu said. The troopers stood up and saluted.

Padawan Sym then said something in an alien language to the troopers as they left. They looked at him in shock before exiting the room.

"What'd you say to them?" The woman asked.

"'See you all on the ship, brothers.'" Sym answered.

"You fraternize with the troops too much, padawan." Windu warned, flatly.

"With all due respect, sir. They're our soldiers. They fight and die for us daily. I would be happy to be loyal to them as they are to me." Sym said, defending his love for them.

"I know about the tattoos you have on your back. Those men that died did so not because of you." Windu said, pointing to him. Sym glared at him. d

"Whoever told you about the tattoos should have shut his damn trap," He growled.

"Artyr!" The woman warned. Sym took a deep fuming breath.

"Padawan, I mean no disrespect." Windu said.

"But repressing your guilt will do nothing good. I understand that you have sympathies for the men." Windu admitted.

"But you should understand: you are an officer in the Republic Army and a Jedi Apprentice." He said, emphasizing 'you'.

"That means that you must act in a mature and responsible manner befitting those roles," Windu added.

"Yes, sir. I got the message." Sym muttered. Windu nudged his head to the door.

"He acts more like a soldier than a Jedi," He commented after the apprentice had gone out.

"He's changed since Geonosis," The woman said, crossing her arms as she looked out the door in worry.

"A lot of us changed after Geonosis," Windu said, remembering that fateful day.

Yoda gripped his cane.

"A sweet boy, he was. Before the war." He said, softly.

"Master Almira, I should not remind you that you must keep an eye on your padawan. We do not want a repeat of the incident that happened on Geonosis and elsewhere." Windu requested, turning to her.

"Of course, Master Windu." Almira nodded.

"One more thing, Master Almira." Yoda said, raising one finger. Master Almira looked at the old alien.

"Please talk to him about the visions he has," He requested.

Almira nodded before leaving.