Location: Planet Earth, far Outer-Rim, 41 days after Battle of Geonosis, Earth year 2035
Finally, Tens was face to face with someone of authority on this planet, Earth. What these people needed help with though, he could only guess. It was probably the Separatist, the Republic or both if Right'eye's presumptions where true. He hoped it was just the Republic.
After Tens introduced his brothers to the Vice President they were all escorted down a very long hall to another room. It was a command center of some sort. Men and women in military style uniforms were running about everywhere, shouting orders and requests. Large screens flashed different images and maps with data.
The only thing that bothered Tens, other than that he felt practically naked without his kit, was a specific alarm that kept going off; sending a chill down his spine. It reminded him of the alarms on the Lartie that crashed on Geonosis; where he lost half of his original squad.
They all waited there for a long time as more people entered and left. Tens longed for his armor; it gave him assurance and security, it was his second skin. But he had no clue about where it might be, probably being probed and studied. He decided he would ask about their kit's location soon.
Finally, having so many questions in his mind, he lost his patience.
"What do you need help with? What are we waiting for?" he demanded to James angrily.
Acknowledging Tens impatience with a nod, the Vice President stood and walked from the room. A moment later he returned with a well dressed woman. They both sat down across from the clones and the woman introduced herself.
"Hello, I'm Lisa M. North, President of the United States and Co-chair for the United Nations… I am very pleased to meet you all," she stated, then continued, "I must apologize on behalf of our nation for your treatment as visitors to our world. You're the first extraterrestrial life our civilization has seen. So all necessary precautions were taken, for your safety and ours."
After another round of introductions from Tens squad and the many new officials that had filed in around the command center, the situation was finally explained to them.
"UN military surveillance satellites & NASA satellite telescopes are now tracking a very large spacecraft in the Solar System; similarly to how we tracked your spacecraft from the planet Mars. This spacecraft is moving very rapidly towards Earth, it will be here within a few hours. We need you to identify who it is. If they are Separatists or you're Republic, we need you to contact them so that we may try to establish diplomatic relations," informed a man introduced as a UN general.
With that info the General waved his arm towards the wall at the head of the long table that they were all gathered around. Images of the ship flashed onto the wall/screen.
Though they weren't the best quality images Tens had ever seen, they weren't too bad for as far away as the ship was, unfortunately it was clear that it was a Separatist ship. That wasn't good, but these people seemed rather militaristic. They might actually have a shot at defending the planet.
"That is a Separatist Battle Cruiser, what deffen…" Tens started, but a sudden thought occurred to him. How do they know about the Separatists? He didn't tell them, and his brothers wouldn't have, shouldn't have…
Turning to his vod Tens asked, "Did any of you tell them about the Seppies?"
"No," replied the three of them in unison. Turning back to the President and UN officials Tens continued, "If my men didn't tell you about them then how do you know about the Separatist? What are you not telling us?" he questioned then added, "We won't help you further until we get an explanation."
Silence permeated the room, some US officials looked towards their leader while UN officials looked at the UN General. After an extended period of quiet, where the slightest noise could be heard, the President spoke.
"Well, I Uhh see you caught on to that little discrepancy," after a brief pause to gather her thoughts she continued, "That information isn't exactly classified in our world but it may prove vital in yours. I promise we will tell you everything soon, but we need your professional judgment in this current situation. Is this ship a threat to our world?"
'Are these people telling the truth? What aren't they telling us? Can I trust them; all they have done thus far has been for their own safety. I guess it wouldn't hurt to help them out, the Separatist are a grave threat for any world.'
With a sigh, hoping he was making the right choice, he replied, "Yes, if I was in your position, Mrs. President, I would consider them a threat to your world and your very existence in the galaxy. I don't know of you weapons capabilities or armed forces, but judging by what you have done to us thus far, I hardly think you don't have an army."
The room was once again quiet, as if they had all been hoping he would answer, 'Yeah, the Sep's and I go way back, they're good friends and wouldn't hurt a fly.' The president gave Tens a nod of acknowledgement as the situation sank in.
Finally, Right'eye added in, "If you give us access to our ship we will be able to aid you in your efforts, after all we have fought them for a lot longer than you. We could also try to contact the Republic for assistance too. Plus, if the Republic didn't know of your existence, then I doubt the Separatist do either, giving your world the element of surprise."
Right' eyes statement drew a nod of approval from almost everyone there, including Tens who seemed pleased by the recent turn of events.
"In that case," replied the President, getting up with everyone else at the table, except for the four clones.
"We will prepare our military for the Separatist arrival. Tens, you and your brothers will be given access to your ship, with our supervision. Your ship was moved to a secure location nearby. You have two hours to do what you need to do, then we will ask that you join us in the command center again, hopefully with your help we can defend Earth, and possibly forge a new alliance with the Republic." she finished, and with that left the room with her escorts.
For all the stress Tens had been under that day, he felt that hopefully it wouldn't turn out to be as bad of a day as he thought it would. These Earthlings didn't seem as bad as he had first thought. They were even allowing them to return to their ship. Maybe they would even get their gear back.
Location: Hyperspace, heading to uncharted space, 41 days after Battle of Geonosis, Earth year 2035
"General Skywalker, we will be coming out of Hyperspace in a few minutes, should we prepare the men in case of an ambush?" asked Captain Rex finding the Jedi in the ships hanger bay with his favorite astromech, R2-D2.
Anakin, after he finished buffing his starfighter's wing tip, finally looked back to reply to Rex who stood by the tail section of the craft at parade rest.
"Yeah Rex, get the ship in order and make sure that the Admiral knows that the Negotiator will be arriving a few seconds before us. I don't want to come out of Hyperspace with our guns firing at one of our own ships, as much of a surprise as that would be to my master," replied Anakin with a smile. He was imagining the hour's-long lecture he would receive if such an action were to occur.
"Very well sir, we will be ready," replied Rex as he left for the Resolute's bridge.
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A/N: I have a new side story to 'Where are we lost?' called 'Who am I?'. Yeah, I like questions as titles... It is good story I promise, at least check it out, it is a rather dark story currently, follows a group of clone commando's who's specific job is to hunt down traitors of the GAR. The story will be occurring before and during this story, therefore it won't be updated as much. Please review and no I don't own star wars, as much as I wish I did, I still don't. (Updated 6-20-13)