Hi. I'm Dustin Echoes. This is my first ever attempt at a fan fiction, so I ask, please no flames, just constructive criticism. Anyway On to the story!
I do not in any way own Star Wars or any of its characters.
I do not own in any way Starship Troopers or its characters. (Because if I did, the third movie would actually be relevant)
Prologue: Distress
The sun was setting on Sertis, a backwater planet in the Outer-Rim. The planet was rich in minerals invaluable to the Republic war effort, so immediately upon discovery, the Republic had set up mining facilities and a garrison of troopers to protect them.
Even though the planet was perfectly capable of supporting life, it was supposed to be completely Uninhabited, so things were very slow for the troopers stationed there.
Clone Trooper 397-A6 A.K.A. "Bullseye" was standing In the guard tower of outpost Gamma, which was essentially, a barracks/mess hall, a command center, not much bigger than the barracks, and a wall surrounding the whole thing. That, and the tower in which he now stood.
He had become very bored over the past few days, nothing to shoot besides rocks and no news from the front where his brother fought. Nothing but rocks and sand. Then Bullseye got a hit on his radar. "What have we here..." Bullseye took out his macro-binoculars and scanned the area of where the radar hit came from. All he saw was a massive dust cloud, but something was definitely in that cloud, and it was heading towards them, fast.
He clicked his long-range comm to contact HQ, but
all he got was static. Not good He thought. They must be
jamming our comms, let's try short range he thought. Clicking a
button on the side of his helmet, he contacted the outposts CO. "What
is it Bullseye?" the CO asked. "Sir! We've got unknown
incoming from the south-east and our long range comm is down! What
should we do sir?" Bullseye asked the CO.
"What do you
mean "unknown incoming?" We're the only things on this
rock."
"Apparently not sir."
"Alright,
prepare for a fight." The CO signed off and immediately got on
the PA system. "Alright troopers, listen up! We've got unknown
incoming from the south-east. Battle-stations everybody! MOVE, MOVE,
MOVE!
The troopers were surprised by the news, but not the least
bit unhappy with it, they needed a change of pace. Within moments
they were on the South-east wall of the outpost, ready for almost
anything. ALMOST.