Hey y'all.

This is my first official story line on so I hope you like it.

The E in Rever's name is pronounced like the E "Elephant". He got his name from when his friends would ask him to "rev" up small ships so they could take joyrides when their instructors weren't looking.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, even though that would be the coolest thing in the world.

When you see/ it means that Rever is speaking with his hands.

Republic Encampment, Shili

Canon Squad had arrived on the planet Shili just ten hours previously and were now being briefed on the finer details of their mission by the Jedi in charge of the assault, General Jennel Arcus.

"As of three weeks ago the Separatists hit planet side and constructed a fortress that contains an ore mining facility," Arcus said and pointed to a spot on the map. "Your mission is to infiltrate the facility and plant charges around the central power core and blow it."

Des stepped forward, looking intently at the map. "How are we going to get behind enemy lines?" Arcus looked up for a moment before pointing to another area on the map. "A gunship will drop you just beyond the enemy's parameter, from there you're on your own," Arcus paused before adding, "We have managed to arrange for someone to meet you on the other side and guide you to the fortress, they go by the name Arsenal."

Des raised his eyebrows before nodding. "Understood, Sir."

"When the fortress is destroyed I will move in with the rest of the troops to secure the area, any questions?" Everyone was silent. "Alright then, you ship out in one hour, dismissed." Canon Squad saluted before filing out of the temporary command center.

"Who do you suppose this Arsenal character is?" Bloodbath asked as he was checking his gear.

"Guess we'll just have to find out who he is for ourselves," Des replied.

"What if something goes wrong and he doesn't show?" Ramik asked.

"We've got a plan, the gear, and a guide that we know nothing about, what could possibly go wrong?" Bloodbath said with a touch of humor in his voice.

Ramik groaned. "I wish you wouldn't say that." Bloodbath just shrugged and gave a lighthearted grin. An hour later they were on the gunship headed towards their destination.

"We've been given ten hours to complete our mission or General Arcus is coming in guns blazing and all bets are off," Des said. "The General did provide us with a blueprint of the facility, but we don't know how accurate it is."

/So we're pretty much going in blind then./ Rever said. Bloodbath repeated the statement and Des nodded. "When we reach the fortress we'll enter through a side door, Rever will need to crack the encryption first. Once inside we'll have to keep a sharp eye out for droid patrols, everyone understand?"

The others nodded and then the ship's comm activated. "Sirs, we're approaching the drop point, stand by." Suddenly the ship was jolted by an explosion and Des was thrown to the deck. Des felt himself slide across the floor of the ship before being grabbed by the arm. Ramik had managed to get a hold of him and pulled him back to his feet.

"You okay, Des?" Ramik asked.

"Yeah," Des replied. "But what the kriff is going on?" He hit the comm. "Pilot, what's happening?"

"We're taking fire, Sir, brace yourselves." The ship was rocked by another explosion that was followed by the sound of shrieking metal. "That doesn't sound good," Bloodbath said, the comm beeped again.

"We've taken heavy damage, we're going down!" The pilot yelled. "Everyone, brace yourselves!" Des shouted. Three seconds later they hit the ground hard. The last thing Des saw was the bulkhead rushing to meet him, then everything went black.

Bloodbath felt as though somebody was hitting him in the head with a mallet. He was lying on the ground with his arm twisted awkwardly under him. He tried to push himself up and immediately regretted it, all the pain came crashing down on him at once and he groaned loudly.

He opened his eyes and could see the twisted frame of the gunship nearby. He braced himself and started to push his body off the ground again, this time he made it to his knees. Seeing his weapon lying on the ground a few feet away he reached for it and cried out, after a few minutes the pain dissipated.

He looked at his right arm in disgust. "I've kriffing broken my shabla arm!" He said out loud. He grabbed his blaster with his other hand and stood, his helmet had been knocked off in the impact and was nowhere to be seen.

A noise coming from the gunship caught his attention. He stood, making his way to the gunship and waited. There it was again, a slight tapping and scraping sound.

"Hello?" Des, are you there?" There was only a muffled response that Bloodbath could barely make out. "Hold on, I'm going to try to get this open."

He cast a quick glance around and saw a large, straight piece of metal. He grabbed it and wedged it in between the seam of the two doors. He braced himself and threw his entire body weight into the motion. Even though the jolt hurt him terribly he was rewarded with the sound of groaning metal as the doors started to part. After a brief rest and two more attempts the doors opened completely. Ramik and Rever stepped out carrying Des between them.

"Is Des alright?" Bloodbath asked, worry in his voice.

Ramik answered without turning as they laid Des on the ground. "He'll be okay, just got knocked around a bit, he has a slight concussion and some bruised ribs, but he should make a full recovery... What happened to your arm?" Ramik asked as he turned to face him.

Bloodbath shrugged and immediately regretted it when pain flared up in his left shoulder. "I don't know, but I think it's broken."

"Wow, you're a genius, I never would have thought of that," Ramik said as he approached. He helped Bloodbath removed his armor from the waist up. Once the armor was off Ramik could clearly see how bad the damage was. "Congratulations, you have a badly dislocated right shoulder and your lower right arm is broken as well."

"Have I ever told you that you have a great bedside manner?" Bloodbath said.

"Shut up, Bloodbath, or I'll make things even more painful," Ramik said.

"And how are you going to do that?" Bloodbath asked, a slight note of humor in his voice.

"I'll break your other arm," Ramik said dryly.

Bloodbath started to laugh but stopped when he saw Ramik's face. "Oh, you're serious?" He said, this time with a note of worry in his voice. Ramik finished wrapping Bloodbath's arm and then grabbed his left shoulder and upper arm, jerking down on the latter while simultaneously pushing against the former. Bloodbath yelled as his shoulder slipped back into its socket, then the pain was replaced by a dull ache.

Rever stepped out of what was left of the gunship and approached them. He made some signs and looked at Bloodbath. "Rever says the pilots are dead, though most of our gear seems to be intact." There was a groan next to them and they turned to see Des sitting up.

"What happened?" He said.

"We were hit by enemy artillery and went down hard," Ramik said as he checked Des for signs of brain damage. Once he was satisfied there was none he moved back to Bloodbath and finished bandaging his shoulder.

Rever walked up to Bloodbath and tossed him his helmet which he had found lodged between the bulkhead and their gear. Bloodbath winced slightly as he caught it with his left arm.

/I think we overshot the drop point/ Rever said, and Bloodbath repeated the statement.

"What are we going to do now?" Ramik asked.

Des looked thoughtful. "I guess we're winging it. Get your gear and suit up, we'll have to come back and take care of the pilots later, poor barves, they didn't deserve an ending like that."

They had a moment of silence before grabbing their gear. "We have around two hours until nightfall, then things will start to get difficult," Des said, wincing slightly as he stretched his bruised ribs. Bloodbath snorted and was just about to ask "how much more difficult can things get", but was cut off when Ramik slapped him upside the head.

"Hey, what was that for?!" He asked indignantly.

"It was your big mouth that got us into this mess in the first place, you jinxed it," Ramik growled. Bloodbath let out a loud sigh, but was silent.

"Cut the chatter and move out," Des ordered as he pulled on his helmet.

Bloodbath was grabbing his pack when he noticed Rever standing off to the side, head tilted to the right as if listening to something. "Come on, Rever, we're moving out." Rever hesitated a moment before following the others.

Since Rever's accident, his body had adapted his other senses to compensate for his loss of speech. Rever's senses alerted him to something unnatural and out of the ordinary in the forrest. He pushed it to the back of his mind as Bloodbath called to him.

Unknown to the squad, a pair of mismatched eyes and two pairs of yellow eyes peered after them as they disappeared into the forrest. Their owners silently followed the clones into the thick underbrush, blending into the forrest around them.

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