Star Wars: The Rise of the Empire (501st journal)

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Chapter I: The Battle on Geonosis

I remember that day. Probably the most frightening event that occurred in my life. A soldier must die in the battlefield. I'll remember this day and those words until my grave.

For 10 years I have trained hard in the Cloning facility of Kamino. Those were easy days. We would take simulations for battle experiences. But no one was prepared for what the Battle of Geonosis would throw at us.

Everyday for those 10 years of my early life, I trained, ate Kamino food, and slept, and studied, and trained some more. That was the life of a clone. No excitement of fun playing or anything. We never disobeyed our instructors. We always did our task. Don't get me wrong here, we have feelings, we have the ability to think for ourselves. Especially battle plans that prove significant to the army.

The 501st's 1st mission was to get on the Geonosian coliseum-place, and destroy all droids there. So, we were in a transport, sitting and waiting in our new, white, shiny armor. With our two or more detonator bombs. With our blaster pistols and of course, our primary rifle. Many clones were excited, and proud that they made it until this day.

As the transport arrived at the coliseum, we rapidly jumped out and started seeking targets to destroy. We were just in time too, because many of the Jedi were already dead. We quickly created a perimeter around the surviving Jedi and started shooting some droids. We were kept there to continue the fight, as the Jedi escaped onto the transport and into the battlefield. The 501st did our best and cleaned the place up. Fortunately, only around 5 had died at that time.

We took our transports and headed to the main battlefield. We were assigned to follow General Windu, a fine Jedi who looked very experienced. I of course, at that time was a Commander, and was second in command of the legion.

So we followed General Windu into the sandy areas of Geonosis, where hundreds of thousands of battle droids and 'Super' Battle Droids could be seen.

Along with my 501st brothers, we all charged at the groups and started shooting. General Windu took out his lightsaber and started slashing the droids apart.

I ran towards them, rifle in hand. The 501st were in the nearer part of the Main Command center, which was much safer.

Everytime a battle droid appeared, we shot it down. I ran towards a super and knocked him down with my foot. Its big head was squashed onto the floor. I was shooting two of the others that approached, and quickly shot the remains of the Super Battle Droid on the floor. Two of my partners, namely Cody, A-8 and Paul C-24, joined me, and we dominated the battlefield along with our other brothers.

A few hours later we gained access to a CIS (Separatist) meeting room and took it over. General Windu met up with us, and we went towards the bigger and much fiercer battlefield.

The whole thing was over sooner than we expected, as the CIS quickly retreated. We used all our artillery to destroy a few of the transport ships. The day was ours, and the clones were a success.

When we thought it was over, we were quickly assigned with 2 Jedi Knights and an important Senator.

We somehow met up with Count Dooku, the leader of the CIS and started tracking him down to his hidden base. During that time, the senator and one of my fellow brothers fell down due to heavy turbulence. The 2 Jedi started arguing with each other.

We were soon there, and after dropping the 2 Jedi off at the hidden base, the 501st legion quickly escaped from the clutches of the Separatists. Although our transport was destroyed, we survived.

We ended up at the command center, and all the clones seemed calm. We had done our work well. Although, I did feel sorry for all the clones who died today. I tried to imagine all the hard work that I, myself had done over the 10 years, and as soon as going to the battlefield, died. Wow, that was truly wasted.

That day, was the beginning of the dreaded clone wars. We were all deployed into huge transports for the next destination of the war. We had know not when we were to be called, or where, but we were ready.

Thinking again of the poor brothers who died today, I hoped, that I, Commander Ned, would survive longer, just a little longer…

-Ned

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