'Kaller'

'It's definitely a sight to behold from space. The mountains and lush forest combination is beautiful,' but my thought and view were interrupted by Grey and Styles as they called us all to attention.

"Now I know you all might be a bit confused and surprised about the squadron announcement," Grey started.

"But Captain Styles and I have talked about this quite a bit for the battle we will endure on Kaller."

"That's right. With the information we acquired from General Billaba and with her connection to the force, we will not only hunt down Kleeve and his mechanical goons but also help as many Kallerans as we can in the process," Captain Styles added.

"With the introduction of squadron assignments, we will be able to set up different squads with different assignments before and during battle. But just know, even if you are assigned to a certain squadron, we always protect our own," Grey said.

"Sir yes Sir!" we yelled in unison.

'I don't really care too much about this squadron stuff. I just hope that I'm working closely with these Jedi of ours. For some strange reason, I feel a weird connection with them. is this normal?' I thought.

Before I could continue with my thought, the meeting was over. Each of us were sent coordinates and squadron names to better organize our mission on Kaller. We were all left with the information to go through it and prepare for our arrival into the Kaller atmosphere. Not only that, we were all sent to our squadron specific gunships to prepare for launch once we reached the atmosphere.

As I looked thru the information I noticed that we were given names corresponding to our squadron. I was placed into Captain Styles unit titled 'Field Operatives' or F-O for short. My clone number was placed next to the name of Field Operative Echo which shortened to F-OE.

"Great, now not only will I get to work and fight closely with Styles and Grey. But I will also get to be closer to Caleb and Miss Billaba."

"You called me trooper?" Billaba said to me after I said my thoughts aloud for some strange reason.

"Huh...Me... Uh" I continued very surprisingly.

"Not exactly, I was just speaking out loud about working with you Jedi on Kaller to stop Kleeve."

"I see, so you are either very interested in the Jedi ways or you're a spy for the Empire who gets close to and dispose of us Jedi." she said with a straight and serious face.

This is definitely a perfect time to have had my helmet on because the look on my face was one of pure terror and shock.

"What?! No, never." I said quicker than a light speed jump.

Billaba smiles and laughs "I'm only joking trooper. It's always a good thing to have a bit of fun when on a mission against any of the separatist. That's what separates us from the enemy, our emotions and human judgement."

I felt very relieved to know she was only joking about being a spy. Good thing these helmets have great ventilation because I was sweating like crazy.

"Also our connection, whether is through the force or just a feeling of comfort or warmth with one another. I'm glad to have you in the squad with Grey, Styles, Caleb and myself. For some reason, I feel a connection with you like I've never felt before."

Before she could continue with what she was saying, alarms were blaring and we could hear Grey over the intercom.

"BATTLE STATIONS EVERYONE! LOOKS LIKE WE WERE EXPECTED!"

As soon as we hit the atmosphere for Kaller near the main town of Plateau city, we were bombarded with enemy fire. Good thing we had our shields up just in case something like this happened. Better to be safe than sorry.

"Looks like my explanation will have to wait until later." Billaba said with a smile.

"Right"

As we all ran to our positions to prepare our descent to Kaller and battle it out with Kleeve and his mechanical scum buckets. I couldn't help think about what Billaba was saying about having a feeling about me. I'm nothing more or less than any other clone trooper, am I?

While flying down in our gunships, dodging enemy fire, we could see a bunch of enemy droids waiting just outside Plateau city for us. Behind all of them was what looked like a control tower of some sort. If I was to guess, that's got to be where Kleeve is hiding at.

"Listen up troopers. There will be no pep talk or motivational speeches. That's just not my style. We are here on a mission to help the people of Kaller and take down Kleeve, plain and simple."

Grey's words were enough to get us all pumped to take the battle to the Separatists and help the Kallerans.

"Finally. It felt like I was in space for almost forever." Caleb says with his lightsaber at the ready next to his Jedi master.

"Easy young padawan. Stay close to me, Stay focused and don't forget to let the force guide you into battle."

"Yes Master"

Caleb and Billaba's exchange of padawan and Master was something special. It's similar and different with us clone troopers. We both have someone higher up that looks out for use like Captain Styles or Commander Grey. But we all have the same face. Jedi's can be any species and their padawan can also be diverse. I guess the force brings them together.

"Here we are Troopers, the moment we've all been briefed for. Watch each others back out there. As for the Jedi."

"Yes Captain Styles?" Billaba responded.

"We know Kleeve is the top priority but we also have to keep the Kallerans in mind also. Let's clear out these droids and make our way to get Kleeve."

"Sounds like a plan to us Captain."

"As long as I get to destroy those tin cans, then it sounds like a great plan to me also." Caleb said while clutching his lightsaber even tighter.

Billaba just smiled at her padawan as we landed on the surface of Kaller to do battle with the separatist.

"CHARGE!"

End of prologue 0.2

Disclaimer: The battle of Kaller can actually be read out in the Star Wars comic named 'KANAN: The last padawan'

-The next prologue chapter will take place almost simultaneously