Steve and Commander Bly were headed to a large battlefield.
The clone pilot swerved to avoid a blaster shot that nearly hit the ship.
"Down there!" said Bly.
"Yes sir!" The clone pilot began the decent onto the battlefield. Once they were close enough, Bly and Steve jumped off the
gunship and landed with a thud on the sandy ground.
"All reinforcements this way!" shouted a female voice.
When Steve stood up, he could hardly believe what he was seeing. The most beautiful Twi'lek was standing in front of him.
She had blue skin and wore a revealing brown top that showed off her lovely breasts and her smooth belly. She also had
tight brown leggings.
"H-h-h-hi!" croaked Steve.
The Twi'lek frowned and turned to Bly. "Does this one talk?" she asked.
"I assure you he does." said Bly with a smile.
The Twi'lek turned to Steve. "Hi, I'm Jedi general Aayla Secura.
"I'm Steve," said Steve.
To his surprise, Aayla took off his helmet to examine him.
"Ha! I knew he was different!" she exclaimed. "His voice gives it away, it's different from the average clone."
A battle droid suddenly appeared behind them. Aayla quickly pulled out her lightsaber and sliced the droid in two.
Steve looked at Aayla with increased respect. "You are good with that!"
She smiled. "No one has ever told me that before."
The battle raged on. Steve watched Aayla cut down battle droids with a dreamy expression on his face.
"Steve, clankers incoming twelve o' clock!" shouted Bly. He pulled out his blaster and shot a droid.
Steve did the same, but soon the clones and Aayla found themselves surrounded. The only survivors were the three of them
and another clone.
"We're outnumbered!" said Steve.
"We need reinforc-ARGH!" the other clone was shot in the chest.
Bly quickly bent over and removed the clone's helmet.
"Wake up, soldier," he said franticly.
"I can't go on," said the clone weakly. "AAH!" He was shot again. This time, he didn't get up.
"Uh oh," whispered Steve. "I've got a bad feeling about this."