Chapter 1

To Train a Commando

"Dunkel, I dare say you are one of the best commandos I have ever trained, if not the best. However, you and your squad as a hole can easily do well with improvement. Remember that, Dunkel, and MAYBE you can do great things."

-Walon Vau

"The batch has failed then," a tall figure said. She had a lengthy neck and a soothing tone in her voice. "Wait, I believe one is still alive..."

"Amazing how a whole batch of clones can die yet one can survive," said another figure with almost the exact same traits as the previous one, "Zerd Terrorly's DNA wasn't wasted after all."

One of the figures, who were both identified as Kaminoans, stepped towards the surviving clone in one of the many Kamino cloning chambers. "Hello, young one. Your designation will be arcee, six-six-oh-three. You are truly something special we had to brew up, as you were the only survivor of your batch... Because of that, we will need to pair you up with three different brothers for your squad, for you are Grave Squad... four clone troopers who are an elite unit. That elite unit, is a commando. You will be trained to be deadlier than your more common brothers, and you will be an excellent team... You, will be the leader of Grave Squad... Good luck."

Then, right after that, RC-6603 fell to sleep.

"Watch your left, nine-oh! We got company from the east!" shouted RC-4319. The Citadel Challenge was going underway for Grave Squad, and it was their one-way ticket to victory and success in the army. There was a giant wall with a flag on top. They needed to clear the area and climb the wall and capture that flag. It might of sounded simple, till you figure out how many things are shooting at you at once.

All of the commandos wore training commando armor. They also all wore cadet armor helmets along with their armor. They all were marked in red colors and some black stripes.

"One-nine, on me! Nine-oh and one-one cover our sides and we will help you up afterwards, move out!" RC-6603 ordered his squad.

"On it, oh-three! Let's go, nine-oh!" RC-4311 shouted over. He and RC-4190 ran to the west of the Citadel while RC-6603 and RC-4319 stuck to the middle, both pairs shooting at the closest targets.

RC-6603 and RC-4319 were nearly at the tower when they heard shots from behind them, they rolled into cover while firing, but they saw the shots didn't go by them. They took a glimpse back and saw that RC-4190 was shot. RC-4311 had just picked him up over his shoulders, however he couldn't shoot.

"Well, they're doomed since nine-oh is down..." muttered RC-6603, "Heh, that's a good nickname for nine-oh, I'm calling him that for now on."

"Oh-three, what should we do?" RC-4319 turned to RC-6603 asked, "They seem like they need some hope right now,"

"Alright, 'Hope,' go save them, but I doubt it would do that much," RC-6603 responded to RC-4319, now nicknamed Hope.

"Well, you seem to be nicknaming all of us for us, so I know a perfect name for you. You're dark, in the brutal way, not lighting, and use mandalorian tactics a lot... So I'll say your nickname is Dunkel, the mando'a word for dark. Take it and keep it, because some of the others think you're pretty cruel," Hope joked, then he ran out to help Doomed and RC-4311.

"Great, three man on one side, and then there is me... Time to move forward," Dunkel muttered to himself. He held his DC-17m some more and ran to the wall, shooting at the droids.

"And he is going ahead of us... watch him fail," RC-4311 whispered to Hope and the paralyzed Doomed. They both chuckled slightly, but they continued to shoot at droids to help him.

Dunkel got to the wall and grappled to the top turret. On his way up, he shot each of the other turrets he passed by, then when he finally got on top of the last one, he backflipped and shot it down. The other three commandos stared as Dunkel dashed to the flag. They thought he was gonna grab the flag without him, and they glared at him. However, surprisingly, Dunkel grappled RC-4311 and Hope and pulled them towards him. RC-4311 continued to grip on to Doomed, so he was dragged up as well.

Hastily, Dunkel pulled all three of them up with almost no help needed from them. As soon as all three of them were up, they all sprinted to the flag, and Dunkel pulled it up and waved it, and the Citadel Challenge ended.

"That was amazing job, guys!" Hope proclaimed joyfully, "Did you see the look on their faces when we finished? We must of done an amazing job!"

"You have said we have done an amazing job twenty times now, you can at least use a different word for it," Dunkel muttered. The commandos were walking to their beds assigned to them.

"Man, that was different than I thought it was," RC-4311 shared, "I think it was a living... hmm,"

"It was a living Citadel, Citadel," Doomed spoke for him, "And I'm calling you Citadel from now on because that is how I finished your quote and 'I think it was a living...' seems to be your catchphrase now. Good night."

Doomed then lied down on his bed without waiting for Citadel's response. "Oh come on," Citadel muttered. Dunkel, Hope and Citadel joined Doomed by going to sleep in their own beds. The beds then pulled themselves into the wall and everything was darkened.

Months later, it was time for the Republic to move out.

Dunkel watched out as Republic troopers ran to LAATs. Kamino was raining down pretty hard. He watched as Delta Squad took off in four different LAATs, and began to wonder when Doomed, Citadel, and Hope would arrive. Then finally they arrived. Hope took some clone troopers with him into one LAAT and took off, then Doom did the same thing. Citadel ran by and stopped in front of Dunkel.

"Sir, we are going to be splitting up," Citadel informed Dunkel, "You heard the rest of the orders, we will meet up at the rendezvous point, just as planned. Meet you there, oh-three!"

Dunkel nodded, "Alright, Citadel. Make sure to get there in time, we can't be behind schedule," Dunkel reminded him.

"Of course, oh-three. Meet you there, Major!"

"Move along, Captain, you shouldn't delay either," Dunkel ordered him, and Citadel ran off to a LAAT that had just landed behind him and helped some clone troopers up. Dunkel then ran towards another LAAT and he as well helped clone troopers get aboard. "Moving out to Geonosis at last," Dunkel told some of the clone troopers, and their LAAT shut its doors and flew off.