Living with no regrets

This is the story of the 130th legion from the first battle of Geonosis to after order 66.

This is the start of our lives, the beginning of a new end, most of the faces we see we may never see again, but I will live this life without regrets.

Chapter one: a story of all stories, the beginning

The younglings ran around the temple they cheered and screamed in joy, their heroes returning from a successful battle, children waiting for their fathers to come back, some had signs, others waved their practice sabers in the air, the revived130th legion of the GAR had returned home, with news of the war with the empire, and from the looks of it, as men came down, wearing bright smiles on their faces, they had won, one of the men ran down to his pregnant wife and kissed her, his two kids by her side, and he hugged them, he had lived another day, he had saved his family, it was the best feeling a man could have.

As the celebrations continued, the younglings wanted to hear a story they had heard since the members of the 130th regained their memory, they wanted to hear the story of the brave clones who fought in the war long ago, they wanted to hear the story from start to finish of how the 130th was, before the empire, because after that, they know the story, they lived it. A few men were more than happy to share, one of them being their former captain, now commander Alex, or Lucky as some of his brothers continue to call him. He sat down with his little girl leaned against his right arm, and a baby cradled in his arms, he smiled down at the younglings, and he began his story the only way he knew how, from the beginning.

Alexander was walking down the halls of Kamino; already there was a Jedi visit, which only meant that it was almost time to get deployed, when? He didn't know, and he didn't expect the other command brothers to know either. He readjusted his helmet under his arm and hooked his fingers inside the rim of the white and purple bucket. He had met some of the other command clones, he had a best bud, CC-0078, also known as Zero, his number? He forgot his number, and he had to think hard in order to remember it, CC-1366, ah that was it, and this time he didn't have to look at his tags to find out. unlike the rest of his brothers, he had a real name, and a last, though he was never allowed to say so, everyone believed that one of the trainers had taken a liking with him, and named him Alexander, but that was only a cover for not only himself but his beloved mother, the Kaminoan female known as Cath Da. A smile spread across his tanned face as he remembered the many times Cath had saved his shebs, or chased his nightmares away when he was a child, he would miss her.

"Hey Alex where the hell are you going, walking so fast?" a brother asked, Alex turned his head and looked at who it was; it was his hatch mate, and squad mate, Doc. Now unlike Alex who's military cut hair still had a little bounce in it, Doc allowed his hair to grow out a bit more, no one bothered him, it was still at regulation length, their other brother, spaz, was nearly reconditioned for his fit over his hair, wanting to let it grow out to how Boba had his, and if it wasn't for Cath he would have.

"I'm going to talk to mother before I get to my legion," Alex smiled; he didn't care if he called Cath Da mother in front of his closest brother.

"Tell her Doc said 'hi' will ya?" he asked.

"Why don't you tell her yourself?"

"Spaz hurt a few more brothers on 'accident', I need to treat them, the Kaminoans think that it's a good time to practice once again," Doc shrugged. "they could have gotten any other clone medic, but they demanded that I come," he added a little bit of pride in his voice, Alex rolled his eyes, he knew that his brother was a bit of a show off when it came down to medical feats, he was probably as smart as any one of those long necks if they gave him proper training, you know, to be an actual doctor and not just some guy to lie to you while your dying, and then give you some pain killers as your ribs are sticking out of your chest.

"Good luck with that one," Alex laughed, then the two split up, Alex went straight towards the cadet barracks, while Doc went down the right hall towards the medbay.

He hadn't even walked through the door when his comlink went off.

"This is CC-1366," he answered.

"Captain, get to your ship, it is time," came the voice of a Kaminoan.

"Sir Yes sir," was Alex's reply he turned it off and groaned, Cath Da walked over to him and wrapped her long slender arms around her son.

"I heard, you will be leaving today," she said sadly.

"Yeah, I am, but I promise that I'll call, every time I get a chance, alright mom?" Alex asked as he turned around and hugged Cath back.

"take care of your brothers, they are relying on you to lead them," Cath smiled as she broke the hug, "be careful," she added, knowing Alex far too well to know that he was anything but careful.

"I will, I'll be sure to that my brothers are safe, and don't worry aren't I always careful?" he asked as he waved goodbye and ran to the docks where his men were waiting for him.

Alexander met up with his hatch mate Spaz, he got lucky today, they were going to demote him, but with the sudden call, he was spared, and as they walked into formation, they couldn't help but feel excited for the battle to come.

"You're going to die first, just letting you know," Spaz chuckled.

"Only because you're the one who shot me," Lucky laughed.

"I like you and all, and you're my best friend, but if we are being chased by tinnies I'm tripping you," Spaz said jokingly.

"Not if I trip you first."

"will the two of you behave seriously, you're making a fool of yourself, and we haven't even left!" came in another voice, the two turned their heads to see CT-1443, also known as Kane, but everyone knew him as the hero, since he tended to pull out the heroics when one of his men got hit, but he preferred the name Kane.

"Your one to talk," Alex started. "Alright boys let's get in, we have a war to fight!" Alex called out through the private com channel as he took the lead and marched forward, into the cruiser, the thing was huge, and as they got on they were greeted by a republic admiral.

"Welcome Boys, to the leviathan, I'm Admiral Hatch, and we don't have time for all the details, everyone get on, so we can lift off and head over to Geonosis," he smiled, he was tall, built and had military cut black hair, dark brown eyes stared at the T shaped visors of the troopers, as he spoke, and he had his lips tilted into kind of smirk.

As they left Kamino, and headed into hyperspace for Geonosis, he and a few others started to give the grand tour, it was about an hour or more till they were able to get into their assigned rooms, Alex got a room to himself, and he noticed that there was another empty room next to his, and he wondered who would go there.

"Either a clone commander, or a Jedi general's padawan," Doc said as he came into the room to talk to his brother.

"I swear you're a Jedi," Alex huffed after he calmed himself from his recent scare. "So, do you think we'll get a female general and commander, or male?" he asked.

"First off, I'm not a Jedi, it doesn't take a Jedi to know what you're thinking my brother, and second, it wouldn't matter, if it was female it's just a constant reminder that we can't touch her," doc explained, then with a light shrug he said his goodbyes, and mumbled how he would be spending a lot of time in the medbay, and that he should just get a private cot there so he could sleep.

Alex laughed and shook his head, but something was bothering him, and it wasn't what gender their superior officer will be, but something about the battle they were heading for, something about that planet was bugging him, so he decided to take the time and see if he had any notes on it in his datapad, he should, he paid close enough attention to the slicers to hack into the main computer and grab the data he needed. He propped himself against his wall, the standard issue pillow was placed behind his back, and he had found his favorite reading position.

Spaz was stuck with Kane and his hatch mate Drill, along with a few other clones, whom he hadn't had the time, or the will power to know, but he felt that it was needed since he would be spending most of his life in this ship, and if they lived long, so will they, however he didn't talk, he didn't need to, Kane and Drill did all the talking. He found out that the one who was sleeping under his bunk was known as kickback, there was a pilot in the top bunk in front of him named Zack, and there was a few others, he got their names, repeated them once in his head then laid back down, he wasn't tired, he was bored. He guessed he could check his blasters, make sure that the charges were in, maybe clean it, but he had done that before he had lined up to go into the ship, how dirty can a blaster get in fifteen minutes while on the cleanest planet known to man? Not much, he concluded.

"Hey CC-1235, what about you, you haven't said anything," the one called Meh, who was bunked under Zack, asked.

"Spaz," he said not turning to see his brother, then again, he didn't know him all that well, so to Spaz, Meh wasn't his brother, not until he felt like Meh was. "I would prefer it if you called me by my name," he added turning his head slightly to see a face that could have been his, rather it was, just on someone else.

"Why do they call you spaz?" Meh asked.

"Why do they call you Meh?"

"It's something I say a lot, and you know not many clones say meh," he smiled brightly somewhat proud of it.

"I see," was all that Spaz said then turned around in his bed once again, going for the datapad leaned up on the metal wall.

Doc sighed as he familiarized himself with the medbay, he didn't care if people thought it was weird, or unnecessary, he knew in his own mind that not every medbay was the same, and he preferred to get his surroundings. As he walked around the large room, he took notes on what was different here, for example the bandages were in the top drawer to the right, in the medbay on Kamino it was in the left pantry drawer in the back of the room, he made inventory, and once he was satisfied with his list, and after double checking it, he sat down on a bed and sighed. In a way he hated his job, he hated the fact that today he will be seeing so many men in this room, but his worst fear, other than him being the reason that a brother died, was that they left behind any of his brothers, he didn't know if he could stomach that.

Of course you can Doc, you're a clone, you're made to be able to handle all that crap, and we were made to handle all that crap and more. He thought to himself. Finding some reassurance he double checked his datapad, and hooked it onto his belt, and then he walked out of the medbay and to the mess, he would need to get something in his stomach.

You ate not that long ago, why the hell are you hungry again? He asked himself as he grabbed a tray and went down the small line of brothers who had the same idea as he did. The gray mush they called food was splattered onto his gray tray, and looked down at it and sighed.

"What's the point in showing us what kinds of food Coruscant has, if all we get is this mush?"

"The real question is why the hell we need knives for the mush, and plates, serve it up in a bowel and call it oatmeal," said another brother who was at Doc's right. He looked at Doc and held his hand out. "Prank," he introduced.

"Doc," Doc smiled and shook his hand. "Your new, never seen you with the others before."

"Most of us are, the 130th got rearranged for the thousandth time, I was once part of the 777th, but uh, this is more fun, being demolition, and all, this legion suits me, since we are supposed to be support," Prank shrugged and laughed.

"we are supposed to be helping civilians, and be back up when we are needed, but we can do whatever job we are asked to do," Doc smiled it was nice to meet new people, he hoped that Prank would out live this war, or at least come back alive, he could live with himself if he saved a brother from certain death.

"You're thinking about the battle?" Prank asked.

"Yeah, it's hard not to, I get this bad feeling that people I know will die and I won't be able to do anything about it," Doc sighed.

"That's because it's a war, people die in wars, and that's the reality of it, I mean we go through simulations, and yeah brothers die sometimes, but I guess I can understand, it's our first mission, it's going to be tough.

"Are you sure you don't want to come, I could use the help," a thin human male with yellowish skin asked, his black eyes slanted as he stared at the girl in the cockpit of his fighter. He held out his hand to her.

She shook her head her black wavy hair bouncing and hitting her face as she moved. "No way there are bugs on that planet, I am not leaving this ship," she said turning her noes up and crossing her arms.

"Angel, it's not that bad, it's just Geonosians, it's that bad," he smiled.

"They are bug like people right?"

"Yeah."

"then I'm not going, I'll monitor in space, but I won't be caught dead stepping on their sands, so master, have a nice day, and be careful," Angel said and with that she closed the dome of the fighter and took off, waving goodbye to her master. He shook his head and left to meet up with the other Jedi. Soo wondered if he was the only one who had left their padawans behind for this mission, would make sense, don't want any padawans dyeing now would we?