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Chapter 1, Friendship

"Everyone in position?" Aden Colossus spoke into a war torn comlink. Its plastic casing was practically falling off but so was everything else during War.

The young human jedi was hunkered down behind a destroyed AT-AT that had exploded weeks prior during a failed take over of a small Separatist outpost. Looking at the reflection in the metal Aden was not even shocked at his appearance. His shaggy dark brown hair was full of dry tan sand and his sole patch didn't look like a sole patch anymore but a mess of facial hair. Sweat glistened off his brow and his jedi robes looked more like beaten rags. Aden was a mess. For a jedi of his age during a peaceful time he would have been well groomed and was considered handsome by many females but thoughts of love, and attraction were forbidden in the Jedi Order. Now days this is what all jedi looked like on the battlefield.

Handing his comlink to a clone Aden pulled his lightsaber from his robe and peered just over the side of the AT-AT to check for danger, but again only the restless sea of sand. Within another month this entire AT-AT would be buried completely leaving not a single trace of it ever being on this lifeless planet. Giving a audible sigh Aden turned back under the cover of the destroyed vehicle to talk to his clone commander at the same time putting away his saber.

"Commander Atiniir any word from the others?"

"None yet General."

Clone Commander Atiniir had just been reassigned to the Molavar mission a few weeks ago. He was trained by an ARC Trooper supposably and his last unit was destroyed exept for him and his Jedi General. So he had no choice but to sign on with another unit. He doesn't talk about what happened to his men and why only himself and his superior survived but none ask anyways. One day Aden did ask him what his name meant and he told the young jedi that Atiniir in Mando'a means something like to stick it out, to endure it, to tough it out. This gave a little hint to the jedi as to what happened to his men.

Along with the Commander six other clones were with the young Jedi General behind the destroyed metal bucket. Each carried a DC-15 blaster rifle, a travel medical kit, and three concussion grenades. Standard equipment for a clone trooper. There armor was an offset white phase II series straight off the assembly line. These troopers meant business. Each unit had a Clone Captian and six regualar soldiers.

Getting frustrated with no response Aden snatched the comm out of Atiniir's hand and spoke again.

" I repeat everyone in position?"

There was another ten second pause then finally an answer.

" Sorry Aden, Bravo unit, my unit, had to get around a patrol of battle droids! I'm surprised they are this far away from there base. We got rid of them quick before they gave our position though."

" Good. Zaras hold until I get contact from the others."

"Roger."

Zaras Mithlore was a Zabrak Jedi Knight in his early thirties. He was around ten years older then Aden and by far the oldest one of the Jedi here on Molavar. The Jedi Knight was the team leader but decided to share his position with everyone. He hated being in charge. The dark brown skinned Zabrak had started to train a Padawan but during the second year of the war he was killed by battle droids on a distant mission for the Order. Sense then he has not even considered teaching another and he rarely speaks of his former learner. The Zabrak was always happy though and willing to do anything to help another. He had the most kind heart.

Pulling out a small piece of paper with four dots on it and a large one in the center Aden put an X threw the east and south dot. His and Zaras positions. Now only two left to cross out. Squatting down to check there navigation Aden thought of the plan to take the CIS outpost.

All four groups, when ready, would start there dead out sprint towards the outer walls of the outpost. Using there demolition speicalist, if they didn't get killed along with way, they would plant charges to the walls and wait for the detonation. Then all four teams would rush in destroy the anti-air turrets,main turbolaser turrets, and communications relay. Once all three were done the main clone army would move in and finish the job. That would be just another step towards San Hill's fortress.

The main reason why the Jedi and clones were here was to capture one of the Separatist Leaders, San Hill. He had a summer fortress here where he stored most of his prized possessions and knowing greedy politicans San Hill had come back for his goods. Now with no chance of escape at the moment from the Republics Orbital Blockade the Muun could only sit back and either wait to be captured or wait for reinforcements and Aden was not going to let the second choice happen.

The comm cracked to life again this time a out of breath female.

" Valor... Squad ...ready."

"What happened."

" There was...four units of Supers examining...our position. We took them... out but lost a soldier."

" Alright Fee hold until we hear from Lilly."

Phoenix Elleve was a beautiful human woman and best friend of Aden. She had almost shimmering red hair and eyes of ice blue. She and Aden had grown up together as younglings and even as Padawans had gone on many missions together with there masters. Now as Knights they still worked together. She was deeply intertwined with the force always sensing things sometimes hours before others picked it up. She had amazing reflexes with or without a lightsaber and was always caring for others. Most people called her Fee instead of Phoenix it was just easier.

Another X came across the paper that left only the west dot remaining. Of course it was Lilly's position. Knowing that Lethan Twi'lek she was off eating a Nerf burger or tinkering around with a machine. Sometimes that Lilly...

Suddenly the comlink chirped again.

" Hey Aden...I'm Hungry."

It was Lilly. She always did things like this. Most of the time Aden wondered how she had passed the trials to become a Knight. She told the group of Jedi that she laughed the Council to death until she passed but she never told the truth about what really happened.

Lillyavl'eleaae or Lilly for short was a red Twi'lek, well mostly brown due to her almost never clean look with grease and oil on her skin from her gizmos and was below average in height for a Twi'lek being a mere 1.2 meters tall. Having an athletic built she was very nimble and was mostly the only capable jedi to sneak into places for undercover missions. Always wearing her mechanic goggles on her head Lilly never acted her age unless under dire conditions. Then it was a challenge for her. Quick to mood swings Lilly was one to get happy quick then turn to frustrated a moment later. Still the world would not be the same without Lilly.

" Eat a ration bar."

" They taste like a Bantha's butt! I want some MEAT!"

All Aden could do was shake his head and smile. Putting his fingers threw his hair Aden tried to keep from laughing then after a few seconds he spoke into the comm again.

" Are you in positon?"

" Uhhhhhh...yeah. Duh! I called you didn't I?"

"Alright, then its time."

Grabbing his lightsaber back from under his robe Aden rose and dead sprinted from his spot with this clone troopers following in his footsteps. With his saber in one hand and the comlink in the other the human jedi spoke into it again at the same time igniting his electric blue blade.

"All units CHARGE!"

Yes, these were Aden's friends. These were the men and women who he depended on for his survival every single day. These were his peers, his mentors, his students. They were the Jedi.