Star Wars: The Clone Wars fanfic1
An alternate ending of Episode 8, Brain Invaders, my favorite episode...
Worm Wars
Within the mess hall of the ship, seated at the end of a long table, Ahsoka did not bother changing back into her normal clothes, nor did she bother using silverware. After she and Boomer have received their trays and meals, she simply dug in. Manners were lost after all this time, all she cared was that there was a tray of food in front of her, and she was starving.
Boomer simply ate his meal, while watching her eat almost like an animal. Could he blame her? She had been walking without rest, without sleep, and mostly, without eating a thing. You think a parasite would have at least allowed its host to stay alive, healthy, and well.
Although she was more hungry than self-conscious, she decided to break the uncomfortable silence, "So, Boomer. Why were you with me? When I was in the infirmary, I mean?"
"I'm suppose to watch you," he answered, "the Sarge told me to show you around and help you with anything."
"The Sarge?"
"Yeah, Sergeant Wilson. He's the one that lead our team onto Dantooine."
"Our team?" She repeated, "Aren't you too young to be in a battlefield?"
"Aren't you?" He replied, striking a good point. "Yeah, but since the Republic fell, the rules no longer apply anymore. So, anyone my age can be a soldier, hold a gun, and even drink wine. The rules are gone."
Ahsoka looked anxious, "The Republic fell?" She asked, already mourning all those of Coruscant, the Senators, the citizens, and the Jedi, now all either dead, alive and hiding, or zombies.
Boomer hesitated, wondering if the fall of Coruscant was such a wise thing to mention, considering the Jedi Temple was stationed there, it meant that all those Ahsoka knew and befriended were gone. "I'm sorry, it was stupid of me to bring that up," he apologized, "I didn't mean-"
"It's okay," she told him, but he knew it was a lie. He could tell she was melancholic over the Jedi Temple. She needed a distraction to help ease the pain.
"Hey, Boomer!" Called a voice. They both turned and saw Adams waving at him, followed by Fitz, Patterson and Shepherd as they sat around the table. Perfect timing.
"Hey guys," he replied, Adams and Fitz sat on both his sides, while Shepherd sat near the end, and Patterson sat next to Ahsoka.
"So, who's you friend?" The Twi'lek asked, looking down at the Togruta.
"This is Ahsoka Tano," Boomer introduced, "Ahsoka, this is Patterson."
"Nice to meet ya, kid," she greeted.
"And this is Fitz and Adams."
"Howdy!"
"S'up?"
"...And, the Bothan is Shepherd," Boomer introduced finally, as he simply nodded.
After meeting the team, she was a little curious of the Sergeant. However, her attention was turned to Adams, as he flexed his fingers, as if testing something.
"Malfunction with those new fingers of yours?" Patterson asked, amused.
"Eh, nothing really. Not that they feel original, they're started to itch a bit."
"What happened?" Ahsoka asked, curious. Adams looked at her.
"As if you don't know?" He replied, rudely.
"Oh... c'mon now, Ricky-chet," Fitz told him, "you know she's not responsible for choppin' yer fingers off."
Suddenly, she looked up, "Wait. That was you?"
Adams turned to Boomer, "You didn't tell her yet?" He asked, grinning, "Yeah, if you recall any men in black, they were us." He informed.
Ahsoka gasped silently, those figures in black armor, they were the very people she was eating lunch with. "But, what did you do? I after I was wrestled down I suddenly fell unconscious."
"Well, you have Boomer to thank for that," he told her, pointing to the boy, "He injected a little worm spray into your head and the worm flew out. The Sarge smoked it afterward."
She turned to Boomer, who remained silent. She was lucky enough to restrain herself from unleashing her gratitude so quickly, she might have made an misguided impression. But no matter what, she felt she really owed them a lot, especially Boomer. She owed him the most of her gratitude.
"Well, aren't you gonna thank him," Adams continued, starting to get annoying, "After all, he is your knight in shining black armor."
With that, Patterson flicked a spoon-full of food into his face. Sometimes, he just went too far.
Meanwhile, in the command center of the Ark. admiring the beauty of the planet Dantooine, Crusader Captain Wilhuff Tarkin stood on the bridge, his hands behind his back. (Yeah, that Tarkin)
After a long week of campaigns, they had finally liberated the farming planet, freeing it from an infestation before it could spread too quickly to stop. Still, the mystery location of the source of the infestation was still undiscovered, finding and putting an end to it would mean the end of the Worm Wars. Only to reawaken the Clone Wars upon the galaxy, they needed to end one war at a time.
Next to Tarkin, a holographic projector emitted an image of a woman, who of which declares and announces attack plans to the ground troops, Noah. It was true, Noah was not a human nor any other alien species, but merely an artificial intelligence, with direct control of the Ark's functions, engines, life support, everything. Noah was the Ark.
"Noah, status report," Captain Tarkin demanded.
"Yes Captain," the AI began, "We have lost thirty-two soldiers on the planet. We have a burial burn within ten minutes for the lost." With that, Crowe entered the bridge.
Tarkin turned to him, "What is it, Surgeon?"
"The Jedi has awoken, Captain," he replied, "and she revealed some information that you will find interesting."
"What information?"
"She has been infected for eight months," Crowe told him. With that, Tarkin's features were actually interested in the news. Perhaps if the Jedi was a zombie for the whole time the War had been going, maybe she might know something of the infection's beginning.
Tarkin turned his back back to the view of the planet, "Noah, contact Wilson and have him bring the Jedi here."
To Lefty Blondy: Everyone has that problem once in a while. I have a few of my OCs, or as I call them, MCs on my profile. So if you have a little difficulties remembering them, you can just take a peek at my profile's MC bio. And if you like funny, I do occasionally have a sense of humor in my stories, I also express that by breaking the fourth wall, in which I sometimes drop myself in my stories for something funny and random, like punching Adams.
To okami's princess: I'd like to tell you, but I can't right here. Despite what you've just read now, you will learn the secret about Crowe much later on. And you will be mind-blown by what you find out!
To Ollie: Thanks Ollie, but Padme is not in this story, but she will be in future stories of my Worm Wars series.
To Narutolover: Sorry, but Anakin will not be in this story, but he, like Padme, will be in future stories. Right now, this is an Ahsoka story. Don't worry, I'll get to the original characters eventually.
Anyway, Review please. Any questions? Comments? Etc.?...