Admiral Devols POV

Kamino

I didn't like it. I didn't favor the idea of 1486's mind being wiped clean, but he insisted so that he could be the good soldier that he wants to be again. I knew that without the treatment his mind will only continue to deteriorate. I did however admire his bravery, but this method of keeping stable seemed much too drastic. "Welcome back Commander." Kallus grins once the clone wakes up. He looked confused as his eyes moves around the room; he had no idea what Kallus had just done to him.

"Admiral?" The poor boy looked up at me. Probably hoping that I would explain what was going on.

"It's alright 86." I speak to him calmly. "You were in a fire fight on Beltron. You took a nasty fall and hit your head; your men brought you back to Kamino for medical treatment….do you remember anything?"

"Not really." He responds sitting up and clutching his head.

"You received a concussion when you fell. The medical droid has just cleared you." Kallus explains once the Commander got to his feet.

"We recommend that you take it easy and get some rest."

"Yes sir." He solutes than leaves the infirmary. Kallus seemed very pleased with what he had done to his mind.

"You should not have done that." I snap, my green eyes narrowed. "He was terrified and you wiped his mind, you gave him no other option."

"Well what was the alternative Admiral? Would you prefer him to stay rampant?"

"Don't act like you care Kallus. I have known these men for a very long time. They are loyal soldiers to the Empire and to one another, yet you treat them only as soldiers."

"Because that is their only purpose Admiral. They are clones, not men. Besides they are expendable."

"Not to me Sir." I scoff, turning to leave the room.

"Admiral, try not to put so much faith in creatures that were grown in tanks." Kallus grins walking past me down the hall. Kallus saw clones as expendable beings, but that isn't the case to me. I value their lives, each and every one of them. I have especially grown fond of 1486, I've known him longer than any other trooper under my command. What Kallus did to him was unacceptable, there should have been another way, but if 1486 keeps experiencing these rampant phases it could get much worse.

Zygeria

Shashanas POV

I felt broken, shattered, cold and violated. My wrists burned from the rusted bonds that chained me to the platform. The Queen hadn't lied when she said I would be left out here all night for my disobedience. My skin had been burned from lying out in the sun for hours and I was frozen from the cold chilled air of night. Every time I moved I felt the sting from the lashes on my back, I could feel the blood dripping down and off my back; the cold air was slightly helping with the burning agony. I bite my lower lip as I looked up into the night sky to stare at the stars. My arms were sore from being elevated for so long, the shock collar still pinched my neck tightly. Every time I spoke an electric charge was activated, this has prevented me from using my magic. Tears pierced my sad eyes as I began to cry from fear, anger and loneliness and pain. I wanted to get away from all of this, I needed to get away. Again I made an attempt to move, but the pain prevented me from moving any further. I have often seen slaves brought here for being disobedient; here they are beaten and humiliated for all to see and to warn those of the consequences for disobedience. As I lay on the platform alone I think of my sister and of home, I suddenly began to think that death wouldn't be so bad. I close my eyes and try to sleep, try not to think of the pain while I fade away.

"Is she alive?"

"She must be?"

"Looks dead to me."

"Shhh we have to get her out of here."

Voices….only voices filled my ears, only illusions that my mind must have conjured up before I die. "We're here to help you." I hear a woman's voice say to me. I only shake my head, still keeping it down and my eyes shut, refusing to believe that anyone would help someone like me. I just wanted to be left alone. My wrists felt instant relief when the shackles are removed. I lay on the hard ground once again feeling numb, two sets of hands then lift me off the ground, which quickly indicated that I was in fact not hallucinating. MY eyes continue to sting from the pain, I again make the effort to open my eyes, but fail. I had no idea who these people are or where they were taking me or even if they're trying to help me. But for now I was just happy that I was just happy that I was no longer chained to the ground waiting to fade away and die.

Deep space

Imperial cruiser

1486 POV

"EYEIN!"

That was always the last thing I would hear before I woke up from the nightmare. My mind was racing as we as hurting when I sat up in my bed in a frightened panic. Same dream…always the same dream, I've been having it for the past 3 months and it's still terrifying me. I lean off the side of my bed and bury my face in my hands as I begin to calm down. The headaches…these blasted headaches, I remember having them a lot over the past few weeks. They get more and more intense each and every night, sometimes the headaches have gotten so bad that I've blacked out. Strange thing is that I can't seem to remember what happened before the headaches, it's almost like my entire day had been blanked out from my memory. I was scared….. What if there's something wrong with me. None of this was making sense. I needed to speak with someone whom I trusted and Admiral Devol was just the man to see. I zip up the up the sides of my boots over the pants of my red cadet uniform, I slowly get out of bed, I remind myself that there's no rush to get to the door because my head was still spinning. I take a deep breath then open it. The halls of the Star Destroyer were still cold and hollow. I then begin to make my way down to the Admirals office I almost tripped over a mouse droid in the process; I chuckle at the rude noises it made at me than moves on his way. Many Troopers passed me as I continued on my way. I had just made it to the Admirals office door; I was about to knock when I heard voices.

"You want me to do what?" I hear the Admiral shout.

"Calm yourself, Admiral."

"Don't you dare tell me to be calm Agent Kallus!" The Admiral snapped. Agent Kallus…..something about that name made my brain burn, but I don't know why….I know….I don't….wait….do I know him or not? I press my ear against the door to hear better.

"Admiral, this treatment will help us to better understand his condition. This is to benefit future models that are manufactured on Kamino."

"First of all I do not recall asking for your opinion Inquisitor!" What the heck is an Inquisitor? Who is the other voice that the Admiral is speaking to? "And second, what you want to do to him isn't treating him it's full on dissection!"

"It is not elegant I will admit, but-"

"But nothing, Kallus!" Devol slams his fist on the table. "He is under my command and I will not permit it! 1486 is staying here and that is final!" I slowly back away from the door, my heart was racing, face frozen in complete fear.

"Unfortunately this decision is no longer up to you Admiral. The Cloners are insistent that we bring 1486 back to Kamino for dissection. I'll be sending Troopers to escort him off the cruiser" I don't wait around to hear anything else. I was sprinting down the halls and back down to my room. Once inside I bust open my closet. I couldn't believe it, there really is something wrong with me, the Empire wants to dissect me….to find what exactly? I open my empty backpack and begin to fill it with anything useful, video players, holo disks and many other things, once the back pack is full I load up my duffle bag with extra clothes and many other devises. It doesn't take me long to change into my armor, I double check the empty room for anything else that I may have missed….there was nothing. Once I'm ready to move I check the halls to make sure that the cost is clear once I'm sure that it is I run as fast as I can until I reach the elevators. I don't even know how I was able to breathe again once I was inside the lift. Why are they after me?...why are these headaches coming from? What's wrong with me? My head bolts up when I hear an alarm sound then Agent Kallus voice rings through the PA system.

"Attention, Clone Commander 1468 is officially a fugitive to the galactic Empire! All Storm and CS Troopers are ordered to arrest. Be warned, the Commander should be considered armed, dangerous and defective." Oh no…now Kallus has soldiers hunting me. The elevator doors part and I now stood in the hanger. I had managed to sneak past the patrols and get into an unguarded Tie Fighter…alright so far so good. I just have to get out of here.

"That Tie Fighter is not registered to leave!" I hear Agent Kallus shout once he entered the hanger, he was accompanied by at least a dozen Storm Troopers. "Open fire!" He orders. An array of red blaster fire begins to strike the cockpit of the fighter, I take the controls and lift the ship off the ground, I'm quick to pull away from the gun fire. I could still hear the alarm sounding as I move the fighter into space and jump to light speed. I wasn't sure where I was going I just knew that I had to get away. I put the fighter on auto pilot and try to think everything through, try to sort things out, but no matter how many times I think it through it just keeps making less and less sense. All I know is that the Empire is hunting me. I clench me hands into fists to try and stop them from shaking, but it just wouldn't work….I'm completely terrified. The Empire is ….was my home it's all I know…all I knew. I have to stop panicking and focus on my current situation. I'm a fugitive of the Empire, I have no idea where to go that would be considered safe for me, I have no money, name, travel ID and absolutely no one that I can trust…and why would anyone ever trust me…a Clone? They have no real reason to; I know what I've done. I'm not only a fugitive to the Empire, I'm now a fugitive to everyone no matter where I go…I will never be safe…never be free from them. It would be a while before I exit out of hyperspace. I had already disconnected the locator beacon, so I decide to close y eyes and rest, I don't know when I'll get another chance.

(The End)

(Let me know what you know of Shana and Eyein. More of their stories are to come later in future Fics)