The low hum of the transport was all that could be heard as Obi-wan picked his way through the battle field. Bodies lay everywhere, the majority of them droid, but that didn't life his heart. Out of the 250 clones they had sent to hold the landing area, only 30 had survived, and most were severely wounded.
Obi-wan stopped by the charred remains of an AT-ET and rested his hand on one of the legs, looking out into the tree line. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his holocube. Sorrow filled him as he turned it on and his commander's face appeared, helmetless and very grave.
"Sir, I'm sorry, but if you're hearing this, something has happened to me. Either I'm captured or worse. There are things I must tell you, but I can only tell you the most important ones. I understand that the Jedi have been looking for a Sith lord. He may be closer than you think, "Cody's eyes lowered, and then looked back at him, his eyes shining. "Sir, we clones have trouble sharing our emotions, but I would like to say it has been a great honor to serve under you. Could you…..say goodbye to Ahsoka for me?" It seemed he was going to turn away, but then hesitated. "If you find me and I'm…impaired in anyway…. May the Force be with you, Kenobi."
The image cut out. Obi-wan wiped his eyes, smiling slightly. He would never find a better friend in anyone than the friend he had had in Cody. He remembered when he had first met his commander, young yet so full of knowledge, the makings of a good leader. Obi-wan sighed and moved on, making his way down the line. Something caught his eye and turned to where trees had been laid as a barrier. Something was leaning against the inside of one.
Obi-wan's eyes grew wide and he rushed over, kneeling down by the thing and gently picking it up. The modified DC-15A blaster rifle had seen better days, but Obi-wan could never be happier to see it. He pulled out his comlink, "Anakin, get down here. I think I've found something."
He smiled down at the blaster, "We're coming, Commander."