32 BBY…
"Sifo-Dyas, what is this about?" asked a human Jedi with short light brown hair and a pale complexion. The two Jedi masters had decided to meet here, in the corner of the Jedi archives, after Sifo-Dyas – a human with tanned skin and long black hair – had asked him to convene with him there. Sifo-Dyas folded his hands beneath the flowing sleeves of his brown robes. The blue light of the holo-books around them shone all round.
"I have talked with a few different… influential people concerning the recent invasion of Naboo."
"What does this have to do with me?" The other Jedi asked.
"Master Kita, the army of the Republic won't be able to hold off a full-blown separatist attack… we need more troops."
"What are you talking about?" Kita asked.
"I met with Dooku… he knows where there is a civilization of cloners that could build us an army." Sifo-Dyas remained with a straight face, but his voice was intense.
"Cloners?"
"They might have found a donor for DNA already, but they want to cut a deal."
"What is this deal?" Kita inquired.
"They have already cloned two clones from the DNA of a Jedi knight, with great success. They want to see if the cloning of other Jedi would yield the same results." Said Sifo-Dyas implicationally. Kita shook his head.
"No, no, no, I'm not giving them my DNA."
"They will lower the price significantly." Sifo-Dyas revealed. Kita's eyes widened.
"Why can't you give them your DNA?" Kita asked cheekily. Sifo-Dyas smiled back.
"They have already met me, so they have in their minds expectations of what my clones should be like – obviously not soldier material, being a Jedi – and it would be easier if they had a clean slate to work with when toying with a Jedi's DNA."
Kita sighed and held his hands at his hips, contemplating what he had been offered.
"So… we'll be able to afford more soldiers this way?"
"Most certainly." Sifo-Dyas responded. Master Kita pondered for a moment more.
"Alright… do you have a needle?"
22 BBY…
The Rainfall on Kamino was absolutely torrential and the waves far below the cities on their stilts were enough to wash away many buildings if they weren't built so high and strong. Master Kita and Yoda arrived on a landing pad beside the giant cloning facility and the two of them disembarked from Kita's personal starship.
"A knight, your son is now." Master Yoda said, "If war is coming, involved he will be."
"I Know, Master Yoda, I know." Kita agreed. Yoda hobbled down the connecting bridge to the facility as the door opened and a tall skinny alien with a long neck stepped out. Kita followed his elder.
"You have been here before, Master Yoda?"
"Two days ago, here I was, when Obi-wan told me of the army here."
"And why have you brought me here?" Kita asked. Yoda laughed to himself.
"The agreement between you and Sifo-Dyas, know of do I." Yoda answered. "Convened with us, you should have."
"I did what I had to, for the Republic." Kita defended. The two of them were interrupted by the gray and spindly looking alien, who ushered them inside.
"Mater Yoda, oh and you must be Master Kita." Taun We the Kaminoan motioned inside to the blindingly white halls and the two Jedi followed her in, drenched from the rain. "I'm sure you will want to meet your clones, Master Kita?"
"Um… yes, I would like to meet them." Kita wiped his face and hair of the water.
"Right this way then. Master Yoda, I believe the prime minister is expecting you." Taun We said, motioning down the hall with her skeletal fingers.
"Then go see him, I will." Yoda said before shuffling on down the hall way.
"Follow me." The Kaminoan woman said as she walked with her stalky legs down the spotless halls of the facility. A few moments later they came upon an area of the hall with large windows revealing the cloning tanks in the factory around them. The tanks were filled with a blue liquid and each with a fetus of an undeveloped clone. The cylindrical tanks were attached to rotating disks of metal that began to transfer the tanks to other areas of the facility. Kita was nervous, he would actually be able to look at himself and talk to himself as if it were another person.
The two of them arrived in front of a room and Tuan We pressed a button upon the console beside it, opening the door and revealing three people inside dressed in Plastoid armor that was just as white as the halls of the clone factory. The three men were inspecting their weapons and readying their armor. They all looked up and instantly knew who the man at the door was. From left to right all of them had different secondary colors on their mostly white armor; red, green and blue. All three of them had Kita's face, albeit they looked more than twenty years younger.
"The one in the red is CC-5553 'Captain Osiris'; he will be leading one of our Special Forces squads." Taun We noted. Osiris picked up his helmet with the red crest ridged across the top and encased his head in it.
"The one in the blue is CC-5554 'Commander Elis'; he will be leading forces into battle with the CIS if the war does come to fruition."
The clone gave his original a salute. Kita saluted back, awkwardly.
"CC-5555 'Commander Leroy' is the man in the green; he has trained to be a Special Forces commander, but is also capable of commanding large scale assaults if needed."
Leroy got up from his seat upon a Plasteel container and approached the door to shake the Jedi's hand. Kita took his hand and gave it a strong shake.
"It's an honor to meet you." Leroy said. Kita was stunned at how much they reminded him of his son, especially Leroy.
"You as well." Kita answered.
"Leroy will be in command of a whole regiment of the 105th legion, given his extensive record of success and overachievement in our VR simulations." Taun We said, before pointing to Elis.
"Commander Elis will be commanding a similar sized regiment in the 208th legion. All three of your clones have shown enormous amounts of individuality, which means they could not stay among the normal troops without complications arising."
"I can see that the three of them seem… different from each other." Kita stated before entering the room proper. As he stepped into the room, Osiris got up from his seat with his two blaster pistols and walked out of a side door. Taun We sighed.
"53 has never been a people person." She said. Suddenly, alarms began to blare from everywhere in the facility and red lights began to fade on and off.
"What's happening?" Kita asked. Tuan We looked very surprised.
"They've been called to battle!" she exclaimed. Osiris came back through the door and holstered his weapons. Leroy and Elis picked up their blaster carbines and stood at the ready.
"My Regiment doesn't have a Jedi commander yet." Said Elis, "Permission to invite you to the battle, Master Jedi?"
Kita smiled.
"I suppose I should help in any way I can." Kita said before turning to Leroy, "Do you have a Jedi General?"
"No sir." He answered. Kita reached into his robes and produced a holo-communicator. He pressed a few buttons and then his son's holo-image was visible.
"Is something the matter, father?" asked Kita's son, a near mirror image of his younger self if not for his darker hair.
"Yes, Malen, war has come and it is time for you to show us why you deserve to be called a knight." He turned the holo-communicator around so that the camera lens was facing Leroy. "This is Commander Leroy, and you will be the Jedi General of his regiment."
Leroy and Malen met in orbit above Geonosis aboard one of the many Acclamator assault ships gathered there. In the monochrome hanger the Jedi and the commander were left alone by their father as he went to prepare a battle plan with Commander Elis. They turned to face each other. For Malen, it was as if he was staring at his own father.
"Jedi Knight… er, General Malen reporting for duty. I have been part of the order since birth, twenty years."
"Glad to meet you, Malen. I suppose I've been with the GAR since birth, ten years. Remember though, your orders can circumvent mine, so if anyone is reporting for duty it would be me."
"Either way, I'm ready to serve in any way possible." Malen said.
"We have 9,200 men at our disposal, any recommendations for how to proceed?" Leroy asked the Jedi. Malen pondered for a moment.
"How do you prefer to use your troops, Commander?" Malen asked. Leroy smiled and then slipped his crested helmet over his head.
"I thought you'd never ask…" he said. The commander hopped up onto a nearby LAAT gunship with its slanted wings and bulky figure. Leroy slid the door open and climbed in, hanging onto the railing attached to the ceiling of the air vehicle.
"You, me and a few clones will take this Lartie down to the surface after we enter the atmosphere, where we'll lead our forces into battle."
"That is a bit reckless, don't you think?"
"So are a lot of things, but with enough ships and troops attacking, our chances of getting swatted out of the sky are slim to none."
Malen sighed and began walking over to the ship.
"Very well."