Hey there, sorry that I wasn't posting any new chapters for a pretty long time, my inspiration just went out of the window for some reason, but now, you have this! Enjoy.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Radio/Comlink"

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After They got everyone onto the ship, Boss said:

"So, where will we take them?"

"There's a Chiss world nearby which takes in refugees from everywhere in the unknown regions." Replied Fixer.

"Refugees?"

"Yeah, it's getting worse and worse, this world isn't the only one where some unexplained disaster happened." Boss walked into the hangar bay of the ship along with Fixer where the former residents of the planet were placed. It was very crowded, but Boss managed to find a young man and then pierced him with his look and gestured him to step out and as the man did, Boss said:

"Denas, I will no longer be able to lead us, so I have no other choice but to put that responsibility onto you." Said Boss as he kneeled down and presented his vibro sword to Denas. Denas hesitated for a few seconds, but then gently picked up the sword and Boss stood up, patted him on the shoulder and went back to the pilot cabin with Fixer, setting the coordinates for the jump. Meanwhile, Sev was in his room, cleaning his weapons as usual, Sel was also in her room while Scorch was sitting in the lounge reading a holobook, which he really liked to do in his spare time. The ship was awfully quiet, besides the low buzzing of it's equipment. Then, as Scorch was reading, in the corner of his eye, he saw a tiny little girl in the doorway. He put down his holobook and said: "Hello? What are you doing here?"

The girl, which looked to be around 13 years old replied: "Ummm, I thought I could come and talk to Khaleb. . ."

"Khaleb? Well i'm afraid he's not here, is he not with the others?"

"Well. . . I- I heard that you called him. . . "Boss"?"

"Oh, well he's unfortunately busy right now."

"Well i'm going to go then. . ."

"Well you can stay here with me, if you want." The eyes of the girl lit up, and she said:

"Really?"

"Yeah, really, do you know how to play Cubikahd or Dejarik perhaps? And what's your name?"

"Amnesia, and not really, I don't know which one to choose. . . I haven't played either."

"Well that's no problem, Cubikahd is a mandalorian game, Sel – the mandalorian taught it to us, it's more strategic than Dejarik, but since you don't know either, just pick one. And Amnesia? That's a strange name, and by the way you can call me Scorch."

"Scorch? That's also a strange choice! I'd love to hear the story behind it. And I know, it's strange, it's just that I have irreversible amnesia. . . they just found me one day, wandering around, and since I forgot my name, they sarcastically named me amnesia, but that's no problem, I grew used to it. And how about. . . Cubikahd? Sounds exotic."

"A good choice!" Then, Scorch proceeded to explain the rules to Amnesia, and not too long after, they were already in the game.

"You know, I told you the story behind my name, so now I think it's only fair that you tell me the story behind yours? I mean, I couldn't imagine why you'd pick a name like that!"

"Well, it's not like you get to pick, people always choose it for you. . . My real name is RC-1262, 62 for short, just a pile of damn numbers."

"Numbers? That's strange."

"We – me and my brothers, Boss, Sev and Fixer, we were bred, not born, bred, bred for war, we're clones, the same face, same voice. . . but different soul. Though most people just call me Scorch, it may or may not be because one time I may or may not have accidentaly burned off everyones eyebrows during the anti-armor training."

"Somehow that's funny and sad at the same time." Scorch chuckled after Amnesia replied to him and said:

"Well, you get used to it, especially when that's all you know. . . but I try to make the best of it." Then they continued playing mostly in silence besides a few comments on each others moves. After a while, the door to the cockpit opened to reveal Boss in the doorway, who then said:

"Hey there Amnesia, how are you doing? Wow, you're actually doing pretty well, didn't know you knew how to play."

"Well Scorch taught me!" She said.

"And it looks like she's beating you." Said Boss with a smirk.

"Hey! I never said that I'm good at it!" Boss, with the smirk still on his face, then said:

"Well, you don't have much time to get better, we're getting out of hyper space right about. . . now."

"You've got some nice timing there, Boss." Said Scorch

"Aaaaaand you've just lost!" Amnesia said proudly as she made the finishing move.

"Nicely done." Said Boss. Amnesia then said:

"Khaleb, or Boss, I don't even know what to call you anymore, it's just that. . . I want to stay with you, I don't want to spend the rest of my life on one planet!"

"Amnesia but. . . it's just not safe." Said Boss.

"Hey, what bad can it be? Just let her explore a little with us." Scorch jumped in.

"And then what? We just go back with her to command?"

"Oh, come on we just drop her off here, they already waited for two years, I'm pretty sure a week or two won't change much." Boss sighed and said:

"Alright, I. . . guess we can let you stay with us."

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After they dropped off the refugees to the planet, they all met in the lounge, without Amnesia. Sev was leaning against a wall, Boss standing in the middle and the rest sitting around the round table.

"We are here to adress two issues." Said Boss. "First one, is Amnesia."

"You have Amnesia?" Asked Sel..

"No, no, it's a girl, she's called Amnesia. She was one of the refugees, and. . . I allowed her to stay."

"What?! You know how dangerous it is!" Said Fixer.

"I know, I know, but I'm taking full responsibility for her."

"You sure about this Boss?" Asked Sev.

"Well, she deserves this much." mumbled Boss. "And now, the second issue, the jedi. I may have mislead you, saying that I stopped searching for the jedi. Because well, I didn't. Me coming to the court, gave me more possibilities, contatcs, resources, things like that." Fixer sighed and said:

"So you lied to us, again. Can we even trust you now?"

"hey man, what's your fucking problem?" Scorch said.

"My problem? It's that he's keeping secrets from us." After a few seconds of heavy silence, Sev stepped in and said:

"He changed Fixer, get over it. We all did."

"Anyways. . . as I was saying, we tracked them down to a planet, it looked like they settled down for good, I've got the coordinates, we're moving out right after this meeting ends, which is right now. Everyone, dismissed. . . and get some rest." After Boss said that, he placed a holo disk with the coordinates on it on the table and walked back to his room. Everyone looked at each other and after a few seconds of silence, first Sev walked to his room, then Fixer grabbed the holo disk and went to the bridge, Sel and Scorch stayed in the lounge and started playing Cubikahd.

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After a few hours they were in the orbit of the green planet. "It's a jungle, I fucking hate them." Said Boss as he looked at the small planet.

"The scan says that there's something giving off a strong signal, I can land near it." Said Fixer.

"Alright, Land us a 2 kilometers away, come from the opposite direction that the building is, we don't want them seeing us. We can walk the rest of the way." Boss walked out of the cockpit and saw Scorch playing Cubikahd against Sella and with Amnesia watching. Boss gestured at Amnesia to come to him and after she did, he said: "Listen, you're gonna be alone here for a while, alright? You know where everything is, if anything bad happens, you can contact us through the ships transmitter. Also, there's a blaster pistol under the dashboard in the cockpit, but remember, it's not a toy."

"I know, i'm not 9, it's not like i'm gonna shoot myself."Boss sighed and said:

"Just be careful."

"Funny, I should be telling that to you."

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"Ugh, I hate jungles, like Kashyyk? That was a nightmare for me, well, at least there's no droids or Trandoshians here. . ." Said Scorch. Sev almost immediately replied.

"Shame to be honest, I'd rather have something to shoot at. . . Nothing better than a jungle hunt. Hiding in the bush, putting a plasma bolt through a hostiles cranium. . ." Sev sighed wistfully. "Makes me feel alive."

"Not this again, Oh-Seven."

"You know, I still don't agree with your decision to let that girl stay, it's too dangerous, besides, she won't see much if the jedi are actually here." Said Fixer to Boss.

"IF, if, we've already experienced many times where we had them laid out right before us and they just managed to get away, it feels like they're always a step ahead of us." Boss Replied

"Well. . . alright, I mean we've already faced grievous."

"You mean saee his ship fly away and have a hard time beating his magna guards?" After a few seconds of silence and trying to say something, Fixer replied:

"Alright, you got me there, but still, it's not safe for her to just be here, with us."

"It's just. . . I promised something to her."

"Alright, it's just that-" Fixer was cut off as they suddenly heard Sella scream:

"RANCOR!" The Deltas all looked towards her and saw a towering beast in front her, around 10 meters away. It roared and charged but Sel managed to jump away just in time.

"How the hell do we take this thing down?!" Sev asked Sel while he was shooting the beast with his blaster.

"How the hell am I supposed to know? I only ever seen one in a cage!" Then they saw a small object fly towards the rancor and explode, making a big hole in it's belly. It looked down and after a few seconds of the rancor trying to stay up, it fell onto the floor. Scorch came up to it, kicked it in the head and said:

"Don't know how to kill it? Explosive ordnance is the anwser. Anyways how far away is it?"

"I think it's right here" Said Sev as he revealed a small concrete building by cutting down a few branches.

"Alright, Deltas, form up on the door, Fixer, slice it." Said Boss. After Fixer sliced the panel, the heavy door slid open and the Deltas rushed in. All they saw was another door. "The hell is this? An arilock?" After all of them were inside, the door shut behind them, startling all of them and a thick green gas started pouring into the room from holes at the bottom of walls. Sella was the first one to fall to the floor, because she didn't have an enclosed helmet and no filters. "Get the fucking explosives * cough * and blow it!" Scorch placed the small bomb on the door that just closed a few seconds ago.

"Clear!" Said Scorch as he detonated it. The bomb blew up, only making a Scorch mark on the door."

"Those won't do! * cough * * cough * Get the bigger ones!" Said Boss while coughing. As he looked around he saw that Scorch just slid to the floor with everyone else already being knocked out. Boss's comlink started beeping, he picked it up and Amnesia said through it:

"Khaleb? Are you there?"

" * cough * Amnesia! You have to. . ." Boss was struggling to speak, struggling to breathe. "* cough * fly out. . . * cough * * cough * get help. . ."

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"Khaleb? Khaleb?" Amnesia asked, but there was no response. She looked under the dashboard. There was a Westar-34 blaster pistol. She took it, and placed it on the dashboard. She tried to start the engines. "Come on, come on." They roared to life. "Yes!" But after a few seconds they shut off. "What? Oh no, no, no, no, no! Damn it." The fuel meter was at zero. She picked up the blaster and moved to the front door of the ship. She pointed the blaster and shouted: "I don't want any trouble, just walk away!" A woman's voice responded:

"Well you look like you need a bit of help, and there aren't too many people here, not to mention the creatures that live around. We're not here to hurt you."

"Alright, i'm going to open the door, but i'm armed! So. . . don't do anything rash."

"you got it." As Amnesia opened the door, she saw a woman calmly standing with a nervous 15 year old boy by her side. "So what seems to be the problem? The engines malfunctioning?"

"Yes, but that's the least of my problems, my friends. . . they went to investigate something in the jungle, I managed to get to them but all they managed to do is ask for me to get help."

"Well it seems like you found the help, but first, we need to get out of here, it's not safe."

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Boss woke up. After he looked around, he noticed that he was in a bed with white sheets inside a small, sterile white room. He could feel through the sheets that he was naked. As he looked around a little bit more, he saw that on the opposite side of the room, there was a bunk bed with two of his brothers in it, there was also a bed next to the bunk bed with Sella in it. He guessed that he was also in a bunk bed and that there was somebody above him. He stood up and tried to wrap the bed sheet around his waist, but it was attached to the bed itself. As he tried to take a step he stumbled a bit but managed to lean on a wall as he noticed that his prosthetic leg is missing. The door to their room opened as he pressed the button next to it. He walked into a halway with many doors, it looked like a prison, just without the bars. He walked down the hallway to the door at the end of it. As he was walking he heard muffled voices from behind the doors, though none of them were speaking basic. He pressed the button and the door opened. It was a big room which looked like a cantina back at the GAR bases with tables and benches. There was also a Protocol Droid standing near to the door. Boss was startled by the droid and started awkwardly staring at it. After a few seconds of silence, the droid said in a very robotic voice:

"Hello."

"Hello. . . What is this place?"

"This is the research facility. You and your people can feel at home here, we will not harm you."

"Well that's reassuring. . ." Said Boss to himself. "Can I have my leg back?"

"But you already have your leg."

Boss sighed and said: "My OTHER leg."

"No, it is currently under examination."

"The hell does that mean? Well give me a spare or at least a crutch."

"We cannot. We can't allow you to be able to hurt yourself, other research subjects or us."

"Right now I can kill you in 10 ways. . ." Said Boss under his breath. "can we at least get some clothes? Or are they also hazardous?"

"This is a controlled space in which you do not need protection from the elements, thus you do not need clothes. I would suggest you sit and wait for the others to come." Boss ignored the droid and started looking around. Everything was nailed down to the floor so you couldn't pick it up. There were a couple of vents but they were simply too small to fit anyone in them. The walls seemed very thick. Without anything else to do, Boss sat down by a table, and started thinking:

'The hell is this place? A separatist research station? This far in the unknown regions? No, that would be impossible. But who else would dare to capture republic commandos?' After around 15 minutes he saw many people entering the cantina from the corridor and sitting around the tables. It looked like they were separated into groups by races, the smallest groups were 3 people and the largest were 7 people. There were the Chiss, Twi'leks, Bothans, Torgutans, Aqualishians, Biths, Ithorians and many other races. All of them were naked, just like Boss and his comrades were. Speaking of them, he also saw them coming his way and then sit down next to him.

"The hell is going on in here?" Scorch asked Boss.

"You know as much as I do." Then, a few droids started serving food. The Deltas were given out plates in front of them with spoons attached to the plate. It was nutrient paste. The bland, green and tasteless but as the name suggest, nutritious paste. So, they started eating to the sound of foreign languages and laughs.

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"I don't think I ever saw anything even comparable to this. Everything was white, sterile. Okay, maybe there's one thing: Kamino, it was similar to it. Though I am thankful to the for at least one thing, but that'll come later in the story.

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After two minutes, a Chiss man moved over and sat next to them with his plate and said in a deep voice and with a thick accent:

"So, you guys are new here, eh? Don't worry, you'll get used to this place after a while."

"Get used? The hell are you talking about? We definetly don't plan on staying here." Boss responded.

"Well you can feel free to try and get out, but so far everybody that has tried is what you're eating." As the Deltas heard this they all stopped eating. After a few seconds, a grin started to form on the man's face and he burst into laughter. "Ah your faces when I told you that, I'm just joking, don't worry. But yeah, nobody has gotten out."

"And there haven't been any revolts or anything?"

"Revolts? Well you tell me how you do charging against droids with blasters while you only have your fists. Besides, half the people here don't know basic, so it's not easy to make anything out of it. Also, I don't know if you noticed but we're being observed all the time. See that protocol droid over there? He's the eyes and ears of the watchers, he goes everywhere everyone goes, and where he's not, there are hidden cameras."

"How do you know all these things? And who are the watchers?"

"One time we had contact with a guy trying to sneak out, from what we've heard there's some seriously fucked up stuff above, and the watchers or the scientists is what we call whoever organized this thing, you know, the hands moving the puppets. Since you're new here, if you need anything, ask me."

"Alright, well. . . what do we actually do through the day?"

"Good question, first you start off with breakfast, which is right now. Then you never really now, they do "expermients" so to speak, things like making you run on a treadmill, blood tests, or isolating you from everyone for a few hours. In the evening you eat dinner, though if you're unlucky, right after breakfast you go under the knife and don't get to eat dinner."

"What do you mean by "go under the knife"?"

"Well, that's what we call when they put you to sleep by sedating you and then do. . . things, nobody really knows what, you'll also have to go, everybody does on their first day. Sometimes people just don't return from there, but that's always when they've been here for some time. Anyways, as I said, if you need anything, just ask me." Scorch was stunned and said:

"What we need is to get the fuck out of here, I can't believe you're putting up with this shit, I mean they're literally cutting you up."

"We are, but it's not like we've got any other choice."

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"And we're here." The woman said to Amnesia as they stood before a small wooden house. "Since it seems like we're gonna be along each other for some time, what's your name?"

"Amnesia, yours?"

"I'm Coria and that's Khoan, nice to meet you." They entered the house and sat by a not too large wooden table. "So, what's the problem? With your friends I mean."

"They went to investigate some signal. When I tried to contact them, they were coughing and said that I needed to get help." The two strangers looked at each other and after a few short seconds of

silence, Khoan said:

"We might have an idea of what they found, but it's getting dark, and you definitely don't want to be outside when it's dark. Well go and investigate in the morning." He stood up and gestured at Amnesia to follow him. "Come on, i'll show you where you can sleep."

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Khaleb was running, holding the girl as tight as he could. The fire was everywhere. He stopped as he saw a strange ship drop an object from it's cargo. His eyes widened. He dropped on his knees still holding the girl. The Reached the ground. Boss woke up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. He lifted himself into a seated position and looked around. He was in the shared room, the lights were off, it still must be night.

"You awake, thirty eight? It's four-oh." Said Fixer in a quiet voice, as to not wake the other up.

"Yeah."

"What is it? The nightmares?"

"Yeah, but not the usual, it's. . . nevermind."

"Come on, you can trust me, you know that."

"Remember how I told you that I promised something to Amnesia? Yeah, it wasn't to her, it was to her parents. There was a huge forest fire, half of the fucking planet was on fire, or at least that's what it looked like." Boss closed his eyes and slowly took a breath in, then out. " We were searching for survivors. I came into a house. Saw a dead woman lying on the floor and a guy trapped under a burning log. He said that I need to save the little girl. He pleaded me, and asked me to keep her safe, I promised. And you know what thing hit me the most? How calm he was, he didn't look in pain, he wasn't screaming. . . he just asked me to save her, like he was asking for bread at the baker. . ."

"Did he. . . you know?"

"I shot him, couldn't let him suffer. I took the girl and started running, don't know how far or how long but I just ran. The doctor told me that she had amnesia from the shock of all that happened, maybe it's better. Go forwards a few months and everything's great, I basically adopted her, had a girlfriend, was the marshal of the realm, it was a quiet job, a peaceful time, you know? Then one day, we had a ship, a strange one, right above us. Not a big deal, we didn't have a lot of visitors off planet, but sometimes it happened. When it wasn't responding to our attempts at communication, the king ordered me to get people to the shields, I didn't take it seriously. Most people didn't want to go, hell it was the middle of the day, they had things to do, but since I didn't want to spend an hour trying to get somebody to follow me, I only took the people that wanted to go, you know, children, teens, people that had time and nothing better to do. But. . ." Boss's voice started to crack and tears rolled down his cheeks. "When I was inside the shields I saw the ship drop something, a small shiny thing. Only then did I think it was serious, I started screaming for people to get in, most still ignored me as they didn't see that thing fall down, my girlfriend was running towards me, she reached out to me, the only thing that she managed to get through was her finger. I also reached out and a small part of my middle finger went back outside of the shield. Then, I heard a blast, it was loud and silent at the same time, the sky was blinding but dark like the night, it was the most blissful time I ever had but also my worst nightmare. Then a wave of fire went by, it was less than a second before everything alive outside the shield was disintegrated and everything else burned." Boss was now quietly sobbing. "All I had was her finger with a ring on it. The tip of my finger is also missing, it's like she was a part of me, and now she's gone, kinda stupid when I say it like that."

"Oh, i'm sorry, I- I didn't know. . ."

"There was no way for you to know, but I failed them, all of them, they're dead because of me, I could've dragged them there or, or. . . anything."

"You know that's not true. Listen, if you want to, we can talk in the morning, right now just go to sleep."

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a few days later

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"You sure she didn't just left us?" Fixer whispered to Boss as they were eating.

"I'm sure, trust me."

"Also, I never really questioned it, but why is your hair white?"

"It's a side effects from some medication for some exotic illness."

After some time of eating, suddenly they heard a muffled explosion, the lights started to flicker and then turned off. The people started nervously talking, when one alien screamed:

"Hey! The door has no power, it can be opened!" Everybody started cheering, one Wookie jumped onto the droid supervising them and ripped it's head off. The Deltas looked at each other and ran close to the door. As the aliens managed to open the door, a Zabrak standing in the front of everybody turned to the crowd screamed something in a foreign language and gestured in a direction for everyone to go. Most of them not knowing what he actually said, still cheered, but as the Zabrak turned around, he was promptly shot by a B2 super battle droid.

"They got fucking supers?!" Scorch screamed as he ran behind a table. As he looked over his cover, he saw the same Wookie that took the head off the protocol droid a second ago, beating the B2 with the hand of the previous droid. "Huh, well that went a lot more smoothly than I expected.

The Deltas followed the crowd into the wide corridor which was leading only one way. But as the crowd turned a corner, the Deltas heard rapid blaster fire and screaming.

"What now?" Asked Sella.

"Sella, you reckon you can slice this?" Asked Boss while pointing at a door terminal.

"Hey, leave it to the professional!" Fixer said while pushing Sella away.

"Yeah, exactly, then leave it to me!" Sella responded.

"This isn't a dick measuring competition, Fixer! Just get it done with." Sev threw in. Fixer carefully took the panel off, played around with the wires as the aliens were running back in panic as they could hear the droids just around the corner.

"Yeah, yeah, take your time, it's not like there are droids trying to kill us right behind the corner."

"I know, but it's not working for some reason!" Fixer responded.

"Probably because the power's out mr. professional." Sella said sarcastically.

"Well what now then?!" Boss asked. Right after that, the door opened, red lights came on in the corridor and they all rushed in and closed the door. It was a large, dimly lit room with crates, boxes lockers and many different containers.

"Well, that was convenient, the emergency power system switched on but now what? We're stuck in a room with droids on the door step."

"We blast 'em." Said Sella as she spun the shortened barrels of her Z-6.

"Where'd you get that from?" Scorch asked in a baffled voice.

"We're in the storage, dummy."

"See? Again! Too damn convenient, now we're gonna be eaten by a fucking chest or walk right into a hundred droids or-or-"

"Stop being such a drama queen, Scorch." Sev shunned him.

"Alright Deltas, put your clothes and armor on, get your weapons and we'll move out." Boss ordered. After just ten minutes, they were all dressed up and ready to move out.

The door opened with Sev already holding his blaster ready to shoot right next to a B1 droid's head. "Knock, knock." He said right before blasting the droid. They quickly got rid of the squad of droids. "Is that all?"

"What? You think they'd send a whole army after a bunch of unarmed inmates instead of people blowing up their base?" Asked Scorch. Sev thought for a second and then shrugged and followed the rest of Delta squad behind the corner. What They saw was a vacant machinegun and a blast door at the end of the corridor.

"Alright, now we need to get to the main computer." Said Fixer.

"What? Why?" Boss questioned.

"They've got files on us, we have no idea who it is, and besides, they might have some useful intel."

Before Boss could say anything Scorch threw in: "Well do you know where the main computer is? Or maybe there's a big glowing arrow with a sign above it?"

"If we can find a computer, it should be connected to the main one, with a bit of luck, we should be able to extract the data just like that, and if not we'll have to find the main computer itself."

"So we just find a computer and that's it? Seems easy enough." Said Scorch.

"Well I doubt that there will be one in the corridor so we'll just have to search the rooms." After some time of searching many rooms, they still found no computer, and they were at the last door before the blast door. "If this one doesn't have it, i'm gonna fucking lose it." They opened the door. Most of the room was occupied by a few large rectangle shaped objects. "Oh you're fucking kidding me, this is it! The main computer.!"

"Well, then do your magic." Said Sev.

After a few minutes, Fixer pulled out the data chip out of the computer and said: "I got it, I'll see it on the ship."

"Good job, and now, That blast door, you think you can slice it?" Asked Boss.

"Sure thing." But as Fixer went close to the door, suddenly a huge explosion destroyed the door and knocked all of the Deltas off their feet.

As Scorch looked around, he saw a few figures in the smoke still lingering from the explosion. He also saw that all of the Deltas were knocked down and were completely exposed. Still lying on the floor, he pulled his blaster up to shoot. As he pulled the trigger, nothing happened, it was jammed. He helplessly looked at the figures in the smoke, awaiting his fate. Suddenly, he saw two lights appear and cut the mysterious figures down. He sat up and leaned against the wall. He aimed his blaster at the place where the figures were standing a second ago. He was holding his blaster in only one hand, not even knowing himself what he wanted to achieve. Then, a small figure ran up to him, it was Amnesia.

"Scorch! Are you alright?" She asked as she pulled back and forwards on his shoulder.

"Amnesia. . ." He sai slowly.

"Scorch? Scorch!" He heard as he passed out. He remembered only scraps of what happened later. He remembered somebody saying "Ah shit, he's fucked up, we have to go, NOW." and blaster fire, a lot of blaster fire. Later, he woke up in the jungle. He was laying on the ground, it was the late hours and the darkness was starting to set in. As he got up and looked around, there was nobody to be seen. He still had his gun, it was right beside him when he woke up. He wasn't sure where he was, so he started walking. After a while, he remembered that he still had his gun jammed, so he sat down on a log. Just then he heard a twig snap, he slid down, and now leaning on the log he grabbed his empty gun, and he quickly started digging in while counting down his fate. And then a big ARC trooper, with a pair of friendly eyes, appeared there at his shoulder and said: "Wait. If the clankers want to tangle, now they'll two to dodge."

Scorch replied "Well thanks a lot, name's Scorch, you?"

And the ARC trooper said: "The boys just call me camouflage." They fought all night, side by side, took their battle stance and Scorch wondered how the bolts missed this man. Beause they seem to go right through him, just as if he wasn't there. And in the morning they both took a chance and ran. And it was near a riverbank when the ambush came and Scorch thought it was the end, and they were had. Then a bullet with Scorch's name on it came on buzzing through a bush, and the big ARC trooper he just swat with his hand, just like it was a fly. . . Then the trooper led Scorch to his ship. But as Scorch was about to open the door, he looked over his shoulder and the ARC trooper was gone. As he entered the ship, he saw Sev in the corridor, leaning against a wall with his arms crossed. Sev looked at him with a raised eyebrow and looked a little bit confused, pointed at Scorch and then he said:

"You're dead."

Scorch placed two fingers on his neck to measure the pulse, waited for two seconds and then said: "Nope, pretty sure I'm still kicking."

"Well, last time that WE checked, you died while we were carrying you."

"And from what I remember, I passed out, then woke up in the jungle and was basically saved by an ARC trooper."

"You were dead. You were showing no signs of life, no heartbeat, no breathing, nothing. And ARC trooper? What are you talking about?"

Then the padawan - Khoan said while standing in a doorway: "Maybe the force wanted you to survive. This world is very strong with it. The force is strange, still mostly unknown, but it has a plan for everyone."

Scorch looked over his shoulder at the padawan and said: "We're clones, we have no future, no plan, we live to fight to the bitter end for the Republic."

Then Scorch looked at Sev with a questioning look. Sev looked down and said: "You better go talk to the Boss." As Scorch was moving towards the lounge he overheard Sella talking to Boss:

"You cannot just kill him like that! Do you have any fucking morals? If not them we'd be in some fucking test tube right now."

"You- you don't understand-"

"No! You don't understand, all you care about are your fucking orders!"

"Am I interrupting?" Scorch asked as he stood in the doorway. Boss' and Sella's eyes widened.

Boss opened his mouth but struggled to get any words out, finally he said: "Scorch? But. . . you were dead, there were no life signs!"

"I am dead, I'm a ghost here to haunt you OooooOOOooo." After Scorch said that, he sat down by the table.

"And even now you have time for jokes." Sella said. "Anyways, we've got a problem, a big one. If you looked up, you probably already saw it."

"Well between fighting for my life against droids and running like hell to the ship, no I didn't."

Boss looked confused and said: "Droids? We didn't see anything."

"It was a long way from the ship, I'm guessing they were reinforcements for the research facility, thankfully there was that ARC trooper. . ."

"Time for stories will be later." Sella suddenly said. "We've got a fleet of a fuckton of ships right above us."

"What?" Scorch asked in disbelief. "Who?"

"No idea." Boss threw in. "None of us ever seen any ship like that, though they don't seem too friendly."

"Well. . . what's the plan then?"

"As soon as we get out of the atmosphere, we make a random jump."

"What? You're joking, right? No ship is that fast, and even if there is one like that, it's definetly not this one."

"Amnesia's riggin up the engines." Boss said.

"Rigging up? More like rigging up to blow!

"Scorch, if we needed something blown, we'd ask you." Boss calmly exclaimed.

"Can't we just wait it over or something?"

"No, we can't." Said Boss with a serious voice. "Fixer is at death's door, he doesn't have much time."

Amnesia then walked in and said: "Right, everything's fixed and should be ready to go. . . Scorch?"

"Nope, I am just a parasite using this body as a host." Scorch quickly said. "I'm just joking, of course it's me."

"But you were-"

"Dead, yeah I've heard it a couple of times today."

"Alright now Delta's, time for chit-chat is over, to your battle stations!" Said Boss. Scorch nodded, and him and everyone else went to their battle stations as Boss ordered with Amnesia and Khoan staying with Fixer to make sure he's stable during the flight.

After a while, Sev said while in the cockpit with Boss: "All systems are looking A-OK. . . and we're taking off."

"Alright then, full speed ahead!" Said Boss. They went out of the atmosphere, and while they were preparing to make a jump. Scorch managed to get a look at the ships from the turret. They looked like they were fleshy, pulsating. . . like they were more creatures than ships. . . And right as one looked like it was about to fire at them, they made the jump.

0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0

half an hour later

0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0

Everyone took a breath of relief as they left hyperspace. Boss got out of the cockpit, the sound of metal still stretching after leaving the gravity of the planet, the ship seemed like it was about to fall apart any second. He opened the door to the room where Fixer was laying, with Amnesia and Khoan by his side.

"Everything alright with him?" He asked.

"Well, he's as well as you could expect." Said Khoan. Boss nodded and walked back to the cockpit.