"CC-42109 is losing conciseness in stasis 5!" The growth scientist said.

"Inject more life sustainer," The head scientist said, "We can't lose that clone if we want to make the shipment."

"His heart is overreacting to the sustainer! It's gone above the normal heart rate- wait! Its slowing down, slower- It's Stopped!" The growth scientist said.

"Can you revive him?" The head scientist asked in alarm.

"No, he's gone." The scientist said…..

8 years later

"Well the clones are almost ready to ship out except for the one we lost in stasis." Fiona said.

"We need to find a last minute clone to fill the order or we'll lose our contract with the Republic," Said Koran The head Kaminoan scientist, "Or we need someone to pose as a clone for a while."

"Their training will be done soon sir, so the sub will have to be someone on Kamino for them to get training to be a clone." Fiona said.

"Mmmmhmm, and how tall are you Fiona?" Koran asked.

"Oh I'm 5'10" why?" She asked.

No one answered.

Everyone just stared at her as if sizing her up.

She caught on quickly.

"No, No, that is out of the question, I'm not doing it!" She yelled.

But no one was listening to her.

"We can get the suit right away and bring her some reg manuals for a speed training session, so she will know what to do in the last battle training sessions."Koran said to the other scientists.

Everyone was hustling about, preparing thing for her disguise.

"Wait a minute, do I even have a choice in this matter?" Fiona asked.

Everyone stopped and looked at her.

"No, you don't." Koran said and everyone went back to work.

"Ok then." Fiona said to herself.

In a few minutes she was stuffed into a clone suit that was way too big for her.

"We'll have to stuff it, and somebody do something about those breasts of hers, I think there would be a lot of questions if a clone had a big chest don't you think? Now get to work on that right away." Koran said.

Fiona nearly knocked his head off with a punch but was stopped before it could make contact.

She was taken to a room with a girl nurse.

The nurse had to bind her breasts so they wouldn't show.

"The things I do-Ow! - for the stupid Kaminoans-OW!" She hissed through her teeth. The nurse helped her back into the suit, stuffing everywhere except the chest area.

And through it all she was expected to speed read through 40 different regulation manuals.

Finally after an hour of preparation and speedy training sessions, a crisp new clone stood before the head scientist.

There were only two problems. One was her voice and two was her hair. They had tried buns, braids, ponytails, and pins but the helmet would not fit with all that hair. The hair stylist just shrugged.

"Move you fool I know exactly what to do." Koran said.

He walked over with shears and snip cutFiona's hair.

"AHHHHHH! YOU CUT MY HAIR!" She screamed.

It took all of Fiona's strength (and all of their security guards) To keep her from stabbing him in the heart with those shears.

She finally calmed down, but a ring of guards was placed around Koran just in case.

"Now what to do about her voice." He wondered out loud.

"Please at least let me have a say in this matter." She said.

She walked over to her station and picked up a device.

"This is a voice synthicator it takes a sample of the thing or person you want to sound like and changes your voice. Fortunately I already took a sample of a clones voice." She said.

She hooked it on the inside of her helmet and put it on.

"Testing, testing, one two!" she said trying it out.

"Amazing you sound exactly like a clone." Koran said.

Fiona clicked her heels together and saluted.

"Yes sir." She said.

Everyone clapped.

"Well you're read now." Koran said.