Sorry this took so long to update, but i've been a little busy with school and band and such. Plus i have not been ready to write for a while. I wrote the beginning of this chapter a long time ago, but i got side tracked. I was also working on another story, and a video for my friends. Enjoy! I do not own Star Wars.

"And then he starts screaming, Creator, Creator," laughed Zil.

"That is not what happened. I let you win," grumbled Stud.

"Sure, sure, and Anakin Skywalker is married to a senator."

"How bout you both shut up so I can hear our new orders," replied Sarge. Sarge put his hand up to his helmet and appeared to be listening to something. "Ok boys, new orders. We're moving out. Get your gear and form up."

"And I was just getting use to the scenery."

"Move it!" yelled Sarge as all the men of his squad got in line. "Ok P-colum formation. Zil, your on point. Stud, you're rear guard."

"That's what the Twi'lek said!"

"Very immature Stud. Let's go." The boys marched out with a six man center column guarded by Manchester and Zero on the sides, Zil in front, and Stud in the rear.

"Sir, are you gonna tell us what our mission is?"

"I really don't know, they were just to report to sector 5A." The men walked in silence for a while.

"What happened here?" someone asked. No one responded. They were to busy looking at the field before them.

There were bodies everywhere. A few transports lay half submerged in some swamp water smoking. There were a few droids scattered around the area too, but it was predominantly clone troopers.

The ten man squad cautiously spread out, not wanting to get to far away from each other. They were all completely silent, even Stud. The men continued to search around until Wellington shouted "I found something," over his comlink. Everyone rushed over, but Sarge pushed himself roughly into the center of the circle.

"What do you all think you're doing? Never crowd up like this. Fan out a bit. Let me figure out what this is," Sarge said, not to unkindly, before adding, "Stay close." The men spread out a bit, and formed a slightly larger circle around what use to be one of their comrades.

The dead clone captain was lying in some tall grass with his arm sticking out. Sarge was examining the man, but he was confused by what he saw.

"Has anyone looked closely at any of the dead?" Sarge asked urgently.

"I did," answered Pat.

"What did the wound look like?" Sarge asked quickly.

"It looked like someone had cut him," Pat answered. The air was heavy with fear.

"What does that mean sir?" Lightning asked. Sarge did not reply, but suddenly a small video began to play on everyone's hud. It was nothing but static at first, but it quickly changed into droids getting shot at. It was obvious that Sarge had tapped into the dead captain's hud, and was able to see what the hud had recorded.

The video continued to play, and it looked like the clones were winning. The clone's tanks had already been knocked out, but they were doing pretty well without them. Soon though an unpleasant screech was heard, and the droids began to slow down. Soon small explosions could be heard, and it sounded like the droids were screaming. Soon the droids began to run to the left, oblivious to the fire they were taking.

The clones began to relax a bit, but before the droids were completely away the screech was heard again. Several clone's screams were heard, but apparently the captain could not see anything. The captain was looking from left to right, but he heard the screech again. He turned back to the front, and was just in time to see a creature. It loomed above the man, and it stood on two legs, but had two knife like hands. Its face was like a lion's, but it had three eyes and its mouth was vertical, not to mention bigger. It screeched at the captain, and stabbed at him. The captain looked like he was putting up a good fight, but he was forced onto his back. He continued to struggle, and got in one last punch before the thing stabbed the captain violently in the chest. It screeched one more time before the camera shut off, the clone's vital signs gone.

"What the heck was that," Stud asked. From a few miles away the men heard a screech.

"I think we're about to find out," was the curt reply.

Duh Duh Duuu! The plot thickens. Hopefully i will actually get a chance to update some time soon. R&R.