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Sorry it took me awhile I was sick.
Now that they agreed on what to do they simply had to commandeer a ship to take them to the "Devil's Claw". But it wasn't going to be easy. If they abandoned they're post they would surely be labeled as deserters and shot, but it was a risk they were willing to take. "Okay here's the plan guys, you two will go to the loading docks and arrange transport for us while I stay here at my post, if someone inquires about your absence I will say you two went on a break and I am taking your shift, no one would question a commando but just in case that fails I will need you to have a homing beacon on the ship just in case they suspect and I will leave in a hurry and come find you and we can get off this planet" said 38. "Understood Delta Lead" said Fixer. "Roger Boss" said Scorch.
Three hours later….
"Damn it! Can't they have gotten transport yet" said 38 angrily and tapped into his helmet's time system 6:30 p.m Coruscant standard time "They'd better hurry before I go looking for them and really raise some hell" said 38 to himself. "Excuse me Commando? Where is the rest of your squad they were supposed to be at their posts and it's been 3 standard hours since I've seen them there?" said a voice. "For your information trooper they are on break" but he let out a sharp breath when he saw who he mouthed off to, it was a Clone Commander, a higher ranking than him. "You better watch who you are speaking to, commando" and he got literally right in 38's face "now answer my question, where is the rest of your squad!" said the clone commander. "They're on break" said 38 simply, not intimidated by the commander's aggressiveness. "I think 3 hours is enough so I suggest you call them back here or I'll send a search party after them and have them shot on the spot for deserting their post" said the commander. Then a comm-transmission came from Scorch. "Boss I've got good news we've got transport to take us off this technological rock" said Scorch excitedly, raising his voice. "Shut up Scorch not so loud" 38 said, but it was too late the commander had heard it loud and clear.
"So your all planning to go AWOL huh? Well let me teach you a little lesson about deserting the Republic and don't worry once I've taken care of you, I'll be sure to have your friends destroyed as well" said the commander and reached for his blaster pistol. "Yeah, well over YOUR dead body" said 38 and took out his DC-15 and shot the commander in the face. The commander flew back and hit a wall and fell on the floor in a loud clatter of armor. "Uh what was that boss?" said Fixer over the comm. "Nothing but get the ship ready for departure I think I've worn out our welcome with the republic" 38 stated. "What was that sir I didn't copy" said Fixer. "Nothing just have the ship ready to leave, now" barked 38 and headed for the loading docks. 38 was running to the docks as quickly as he could he didn't want the republic to find out about his little run in with the commander.
It's not that he felt disloyalty to the republic it's just that he felt brotherhood must come before duty. Also he felt that something is wrong in the senate and something bad is going to happen real soon. Good thing on Kamino when they decided to start the commando program they didn't alter their independence like the normal trooper. But they're age was altered differently, once a commando reaches the age of 25 their programming slows down their aging rate and they age like a normal person. At times like these 38 was grateful for that, he wanted to live life to the fullest and see the galaxy as a normal person. 38 slowed his pace he was getting close to the loading docks right where Scorch and Fixer had given them the coordinates for the vessel. Then 38 stopped, he heard heavy running footsteps. That must be his "Farewell party" but he wasn't going to stick around for them. He dashed to the lone freighter in a hanger. As he ran up the loading ramp a clone lieutenant with a squad of 20 clone troopers charged in the hanger, but they didn't fire, instead the lieutenant stepped forward.
"Delta squad we are here to take you back to your posts for your briefing of your next mission, the republic has decided to overlook the murder of Clone Commander 08736 because of your valor and bravery on the field, but the republic has tracked your movements over the past couple of weeks and has knowledge of your reason of getting a vessel, know this; if you leave to go on a fruitless search for a lost comrade who is most likely dead the republic will consider this deserting and you will never again be welcomed back, and you will be shot if you do. So you have a choice; come with us back to HQ, or leave and not come back it's your call" he said. 38 cocked his head to the side as in deep thought, and then he gave the lieutenant the middle finger and closed the loading ramp and the ship took off into the reaches of space.
"Entering hyperspace coordinates into nav-computer" said Scorch. "Just do it, I don't need a status report" said Fixer strapping himself into the copilot's seat. "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah" said Scorch and pressed a button and the stars suddenly zoomed past them as the vessel entered hyperspace.
Blaster fire erupted in the distance, the Jedi temple was smoking and in ruins, dead Jedi knights littered the floor, clone troopers marched on, Chancellor Palpatine laughing menacingly, and then a vision of a giant orb like ship destroying an entire planet with one blast "Boss, Boss, BOSS!" yelled Scorch shaking 38 awake. 38 shook his head groggily "Are you alright boss you were talking in your sleep and kept shaking" asked Scorch. "Yeah I'm fine, what do you have to report?" asked 38, still trying to fully wake up and shake off the nightmare he had. "We have reached the "Devil's Claw" but we are currently waiting to make the right move in order to board, so we'd thought we'd consult you" Scorch stated. 38 got up and headed to the cockpit but his mind still went back to the nightmare. He felt that bad feeling he had back on Coruscant has finally come to pass and something bad did happen.
38 reached the cockpit and looked out the view port and saw the gargantuan ship that held their brother captive. "Here's the plan guys, when a Separatist ship docks within the "Devil's Claw" the hanger force field will deactivate to allow the ship to dock, when that happens rush into the hanger and dock there and be prepared for "peaceful negotiations" if you know what I mean?" said 38. "I hope those "peaceful negotiations" include me cracking battle droids heads into scrap" said Fixer. It's like it happened on cue because a Separatist ship headed toward the "Devil's Claw" and sent a docking code. The hanger shield deactivated, "NOW!" yelled 38. Scorch pushed the controls forward and the ship flew toward the hanger firing on the Separatist ship that wanted to dock and destroyed it. The ship made it in the hanger just in time as the shield activated again.
The squad exited the freighter, DC-17s drawn as 5 Droidekas wheeled into the hanger and assaulted the squad with a steady barrage of fire. They ducked behind some cargo, "Boss what do we do? They have us pinned down and there are surely more on the way" asked Fixer. "Watch and learn" said 38 he put on the anti-armor attachment on his DC-17 and had an EC grenade in his other hand. "Gotta time this right" he mumbled, in the blink of an eye he threw the EC grenade it landed right in the middle of the droids (perfect that means it'll get them all) then 38 shot at the grenade with the anti-armor gun. The bomb hit the grenade and exploded in a combination of fire and electricity, thanks to the mixture of both. The blast destroyed 2 Droidekas and deactivated the shields of the remaining 3.
Scorch and Fixer seeing their cue blasted the remaining droids. The last Droideka spewed oil and collapsed in a heap of metal. "Your marksmanship is an inspiration to us all sir" said Scorch, repeating what he said on the squad's first mission on Geonosis. "I think we'd better get out of here before more of their 'friends' show up" said Fixer. "Sounds like a good idea to me" said 38. They ran to the hanger exit to head to the detention area. (We're on our way, just hang on) thought 38 as the squad ran out of the hanger.
