Prologue:
Kamino, 22 BBY
Kamino was a world usually pummelled by rain, but today was different. The weather was unusually harsh. It was torrenting rain outside of the Kaminoan facilities, there was no wildlife present, everything had retreated to the depths of the deep ocean. However, this weather did not bother the Clones. There was something else on their minds. For the first time, the clone troopers would be revealed to the galaxy and would put years of training to good use in serving The Galactic Republic. There were thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of clones lined in single file, with row-upon-row of troopers entering the Acclamator-class assault ships, with the coordinates set for the desert planet of Geonosis. The clone troopers had been prepared for this moment, yet there was still a lurking question in the back of every one of their heads, "what is awaiting us?".
A slender, tall, silver Kaminoan walked among the troops until it reached one of the battalions ready to board. Accompanying the Kaminoan was a grizzled Jango Fett clone by the name of Alpha-17. The Kaminoan approached the commanding officer of the battalion. "Alpha-17 and I wish you luck, CC-1628, you were extremely promising during the Command Program". The commander nodded, not making much of the Kaminoan's praises. "As Lama Su said, you certainly showed a lot of potential Leo, don't waste it out there", said Alpha-17, walking away from the commander with Lama Su, most likely to overlook the training of future clones.
Leo's battalion was to board next. He turned around one last time, looking upon his troops, as well as all the other clones, and then ordered his troops to board. Marching onto the assault craft, Leo's mind was as turbulent as the storm outside.