I'd like to thank Angel's Anthem for the wonderful comment, and I won't abandon the story. I'm actually considering to do two more stories involving this. A back story on the OC Jedi Master Iris Mirususo, then a after Rex is done telling the story, what happens after that. Okay, well sorry if the OC seems too OOC (i think that's right.) Well, enjoy readers and sorry its short. I'm tired and I want to save the action for the next chapters :)

*Back on the bridge* Iris POV

"So, where'er we going, Sir?" Commander X looked at me. He could tell by my stance that I wasn't happy, more like I was in a bad mood. I scratched my head, but my cloak was still on. There was no way I was going to take if off unless I ABSOLUTLY had to. I'd rather keep it on, like a mini shield from others.

"We're going to Terra Morta," I didn't mean to say it the way I did. It came out as a growl. I saw the Commanders and Captains cock their heads.

"Is there something wrong with Terra Morta, Sir?" Captain Rex asked me, seeming rather curious.

"Let's just leave it at, it wasn't pleasant for me or the natives, the last time I was there."

Anakin grinned, "And how wasn't it pleasant for you and the natives?" I shook my head and went to the holo-table.

"We're going to have to destroy a Separatist Droid base, and if I'm correct, we can get help from the natives. They don't particularly like Jedi, but they don't like being ruled by a Tyrant either. They have strict beliefs, one being that only the tribe leaders can rule over the people." I finished the debriefing just as we were coming out of hyperspace. "Commanders, get the men ready. Cody, Rex, stay here, I'm going to need you to do something for me."

Cody and Rex glanced at each other, then looked at me. "Sir."

"I need you two to memorize the base. I'm not going to be with you the entire time, so I want you two to guild the troopers out after you set the explosives, Okay?" The two nodded that they understood.

"Sir, if I might ask, where'er you going to be while we're getting out?"

I looked at Cody, "The Jedi Council has had reason to believe that they've gotten to some of the other General's troopers, and they want me to see if I could find evidence before we blow-up the base."

"You mean a turn coat?" Cody's eyes darkened. I knew any of the clones hated the thought of their brothers giving information to the Separatists.

"No one other than you two can know, got it? You can't tell anyone, and I mean ANYONE, not a brother, Jedi, droid, I don't care. You can't mutter a word anymore of what I told you, understand?" Rex nodded, and I knew he hated having to not tell anyone. I looked at Cody, he didn't seem to want to say he understood, but finally he nodded. "Good, now, you two need to memorize the escape route."

I left to go check on Sketch and his brother.

(In the medical center)

Sketch was talking to his brother, who was well and laughing. Sketch saw me approaching, "Sir, I wanted to thank you again."

"It was nothing," I looked at the trooper, "I'm Jedi Master Iris Mirususo." I shook his hand, "What's your name trooper?"

"CC- 6923."

"That's not a name," I said it with a slight scolding tone in my voice. "You do have a name, don't you?" He stared blankly at me. "Okay then, we'll just make you one." I looked at Sketch.

"Seans," we both said at the same time. 6923 looked at us questioning. "Seans is Irish for Chance." Seans nodded, and I smiled. "Okay, you shall now be called Seans."