Here is chapter 2. Now we get to know our hero's name. as I said before I don't own anything of Star Wars.

Chapter 2: My name is Robert

Location Ryloth

Galactic Time 22BBY

Time 9:55 AM

Normal point of view

For weeks, the droid army swept across Ryloth crushing everyone who fought back. The Separatists didn't care who got in their way, all that mattered was claiming the planet for their cause. But for the Skakon leader of the Techno Union, Wat Tambor only cared about taking every single treasure on Ryloth for himself and increasing his own wealth.

The republic defense of Ryloth had fallen and only 4 clone troopers were left. They joined Cham Syndulla's resistance group and continued to fight the droid army. Despite their help, the rebels were suffering from the lack of ammo. Sure, the republic was able to send them food and medical supplies, but without fresh power packs for their blasters they had to make every shot count.

Captain Keeli knew this all too well. Sure, his Jedi general ordered him and his remaining men to fall back and work with Cham, but it cost the general his life. Now with no way to contact the republic, all he and his men could do, was go back to site of where the general and most of his brothers had died and scavenge whatever weapons and ammo they could find.

"Captain," a green skinned Twi'lek spoke. "Look, over there in the river." Pointing toward the river three feet from them. Keeli couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Their floating in the river was a young boy. But he wasn't a Twi'lek, he was human. Despite floating in the river, his appearance was clear. He was 5ft4, had short shaved black hair, and was wearing strange clothing. But what Keeli noticed was the wound on his arm and all the scratches and bruises all over his body. He also could see that he was unconscious.

"Help me get him out of the river." Keeli said to the female Twi'lek as he ran into the river and grabbed the boy and began to pull him towards the shore.

Extending his hand towards the Twi'lek, he held on tight as he and the boy he just saved were pulled out of the river. Keeli then placed him down on the ground and began to check for a pulse. To his relief, the boy was still breathing.

As quickly as she could, the Twi'lek brought over one the Blurrg that was with them to transport the supplies they found back to base. Picking him up, Keeli placed the boy face down on the back of the Blurrg and then pulled out his commlink. "Ratchet," he spoke with utmost urgency, "we got an injured boy with us. Get your medical kit ready we will be back at base asap." "Yes Sir!" came the reply over the commlink. Keeli knew Ratchet was the best medic his unit had, if anyone could help this kid, he could.

As quickly as they could, the clone and twi'lek left the battle site and double timed it back to their base. With a life on the line.

Twi'lek resistance outpost bravo

Time 10:10 am earth time

Military time 1010 hours

The wreck of a downed republic transport was a sad sight to behold. All its crew were killed upon impact and much of the most needed food and medical supplies were destroyed. The twi'lek's salvaged what they could, but it was not enough. Sure, other transports dropped off their entire payload, but it wouldn't be enough to survive the separatist forces forever.

Cham Syndulla, former political rival of senator Orn Free Ta, Ryloth's greedy senator looked towards the wreck with much disgust. So many lives were lost when the droids attacked his home. Quickly, he rallied the people and fought back against the separatists with the republic forces stationed on his world.

However, it was not enough. The republic fleet protecting Ryloth was destroyed and the clone forces were vastly outnumbered. At the urging of the late Jedi general Ima-Gun-Di, he, his forces and their families retreated while the clones held off the droids as long as possible. The evacuation was a success, the supplies brought by the republic were dropped and a few clones survived the attack and were now helping the rebels fight the droid occupation.

To his people, he was a symbol of freedom. But deep-down Cham knew they couldn't win this fight, not without help from the republic.

At that moment, his commlink beeped. He pulled it out and spoke into it. "Cham here." He said with much sorrow as looked over the grave site of the republic personal that they buried out of respect. "General Syndulla its captain Keeli. We have the supplies from the battle field and are heading back to outpost bravo now, but we have a situation." The clone spoke with utmost urgency. "What is the situation captain." He asked, praying to his people's gods that the droids hadn't found this outpost. Keeli cleared his throat and began to explain the situation. "We found a young boy floating in the river not far from the battle site. He is human and is greatly injured, I know we don't have that much medical supplies but I believe we should help him. He may be of some help against the droids."

Cham paused for a moment and began to think about his options. The resistance was vastly outnumbered, the droids had tanks which made fighting more difficult than before, there were only four clones left from the republic forces stationed on Ryloth, there was no jedi to assist them and they had no heavy weapons. Cham didn't even know who this boy is, for all he knew he could be a droid disguise as a human trying to infiltrate and destroy the resistance.

Finally, Cham made his mind up. "Bring the boy to the outpost, I will tell Ratchet to prepare the necessary medicine for our guest." Cham said. "We will be arriving soon general. Keeli out." And the transmission ended. Cham was hoping he was doing the right thing. If he was wrong, Ryloth would be lost.

First person view

Last thing I remember before I passed out, I entered that strange ground bridge like portal and then I fell into a river. I thought I died, but I wasn't, if I was I wouldn't be dreaming right now. I saw some sort of city that was standing above the ocean. I saw creatures I had never seen before, two humans wearing what look like monk robes combined with some sort of combat armor. I saw soldiers wearing white armor with a black bodysuit underneath it, there helmets had a visor of some sort that looked like a t. several of the soldier's armor had blue paint schemes on it, one had a skirt or something attached to it, another had a blue hand printed on his chest. Another soldier's armor had yellow paint scheme.

But what caught my attention were the three aliens I saw. One of them was tall, with white skin and black eyes. The other two were of the same species, but looked to be about different ages. The older one had red skin, who looked like she had used too much white eyeliner makeup or something. She wore the same kind of robe as the two men, but with no armor The other one was younger, about 14 years old, a year younger than me. She had orange skin and sky-blue eyes. She wore a crimson tube top, crimson fingerless gloves of some kind, crimson boots, white leggings and a crimson skirt.

But what caught my attention was that both had what look white and blue tails on their heads. Before I could find out more, the scene shifted.

I was still in the same city, but now a massive battle was taking place. I now saw three of the troopers I saw before firing some kind of laser rifle at what I could only describe as a cheap knockoff of Weyland-Yutani combat androids from the Alien Vs Predator videogames. I saw the same teenage girl again holding what looked like a gundams beam saber with one hand behind her back, deflecting shots right back at the androids or whatever they are.

It was then that I heard the fire of an M60 light machine gun. I turned and was shocked to see myself firing the weapon used by Rambo in the movies. I looked different though, on my back I had an M16A1 assault rifle, my father's 1911 and two flashlight looking objects on my waist. I was even wearing a loose-fitting blue and white body suit with a long white sleeve less tunic, a bare-metal breastplate and bare-metal guards covering my wrists and knees with a utility belt holding magazines for the M16 on my back.

I looked badass. But before I could find out anymore the dream started to disappear, and I began to feel an electric jolt surging through my body. The last thing I heard before the dream disappeared was one word: Droids!

Unknown location

Earth time 11:45 am

Military time 1145 hours

I woke up in a makeshift triage station. I didn't know where I was, but I was alive, somehow. I saw a small child, about seven years old with light green skin and short flowing tail like things on her head. She was wearing a brown like child's dress, which was very dirty. I could tell by the way she was looking at me, she was nervous. I stood up and began to walk towards her, but then she started to laugh. I looked down to see that I was only on my underwear.

My face turned red with embarrassment while my mind was in a panic. Being in my underwear is one thing, but being in my underwear in front of child, someone would think that I am a 15-year-old pedophile. I backed slowly away, eyeing one of my four pairs of shorts I had brought with me on the train before the attack.

I put my shorts on and then slowly walked over to the girl. My hand extended in a gesture of friendship. "Hello their little one." I spoke in kind and caring voice. The girl, still nervous backed away slowly. "Don't be afraid I won't hurt you. I'm friendly." The kid looked confused, but somehow, she knew I wasn't a threat to her. Slowly she walked over to me and gave me her hand.

I always had a soft spot for kids, they are the future. "Hera always knows who to trust, even at an early age." A voice said from behind me. I turned around to see a man, looking at me with a smile on his face. He was the same as the girl in front of me, but had orange skin. I could tell he was a soldier, evident by the gun in his holster. I was nervous at first, but when Hera ran towards the man, I knew the man was her father or a member of his family. I relaxed my body and extended my hand to the man in front of me. "Thank you for patching me up. I would be dead if it weren't for you." I said "We may have very medical supplies left, but I could tell that you have a kind heart. My name is Cham Syndulla. What is your name?"

I looked towards Cham and smiled. "Robert. My name is Robert Lehner."

Now we know the name of the man. I choose Robert because it's the name of someone in my family. If anyone can guess what the dream he had was about, please leave it in the review section

Next time, Robert gets his first taste of combat.