Location: Far Outer Rim, Planet Earth. ISA East Coast Underground Complex-North America(ISA-ECUCNA), 41 days since Battle of Geonosis, Earth year 2035

The trip to their ship didn't take long. Tens and his brothers no longer needed to wear the required blindfolds while en route, nonetheless the armored vehicle that they got escorted into didn't allow them to see much anyways. Two black suited soldier guards in the truck presented to them all of their armor, much to Tens satisfaction. The soldiers had just taken off their black helmets.

The clone's kits were neatly stacked in the back, all in fine condition. Right'eye and Tens both noticed immediately that their rifles, hand guns, grenades, first aid packs and vibroblades were not included. Tens had expected that at least.

While they all suited up, Tens noticed how the two soldiers looked in admiration at his brothers and himself.

"What, you two never seen clones before?" Tens quipped after clipping his helmet to his belt.

The two men glanced at each other before one spoke up.

"I can't exactly answer that, umm, sir? But you four are causing quite a bit of excitement around here. Just how many of you are there? I mean out in space?" asked the soldier excitedly. But before Tens could reply, the other soldier spoke up.

"Pardon my friend here, he asks too many questions for his own good… ah; I don't think we've introduced ourselves yet. I am Sergeant Trevor Kelly with the US Marine Corps ISA division 1st regiment. This is Lance Corporal Connor Black, Marine Corps. He is part of Delta Squad, my squad which has been assigned to guard and protect you four. We'll meet up with my other two Marines when we get to your ship, in about five minutes," finished Trevor.

Tens eyed the two Marines warily. He had a feeling that they wouldn't hesitate to kill him and his vod if they did anything stupid, like try to escape. But that was his plan, get into their ship, then take off as fast as possible, make it into space, catch the sepp's attention, then hit the Hyperspace controls. With any luck, the sepp's would follow and this planet, at least for now would have some time to prepare for when they would surely return. Hopefully the consular cruiser wouldn't explode in Hyperspace; they still hadn't fixed the critical coolant leak problem.

"It's, uhh, nice to meet you Sergeant Trevor and Lance Corporal Connor… I'm Clone Trooper 20-1010, you can call me Tens. I'll let my brothers introduce themselves," he said shaking the two Marines hands.

"I'm Clone Trooper 23-0151, you can call me Right'eye," he said while shaking the Marines hands. "And these two here are clone troopers 23-1547 and 23-1549, or Jumps and Riot as they like being called," finished Right'eye. The two Marines shook hands with them as well.

"How many men does your squad normally have?" Tens asked Trevor, he was curios why there was both a Corporal and Sergeant in such a small squad of four.

Connor's face darkened and he looked away while Trevor looked down before looking back to reply.

"Normally I would have two to three fireteams under me, each with four Marines. But we lost most of my squad in a firefight recently overseas. We were called back to get new recruits when you guys showed up. Evidently they were looking for a small group to look after you four. All who's left is Connor and two of my Privates," he replied sorrowfully. After that everyone was quiet, Tens knew full well what it was like to lose your entire squad.

After a short while more the vehicle suddenly stopped. The two Marines went out to get the rest of their squad, telling the clones to stay put.

As soon as they left Tens spoke up, "When we get on our ship I need you three to be near me and the Marines. When I nod my head like this, we attack and immobilize them, try not to kill them. I don't like doing it this way but it's the only way we can get off planet." He then continued on explaining his plan.

While his brothers, specifically Jumps, didn't like backstabbing these new people this way, they all agreed it would be for the best. Besides, if they encounter Republic forces when they finally come out of Hyperspace they might be able to send help for Earth if the Separatists didn't take the bait.

Unbeknownst to Tens and his brothers, Connor stayed outside the transport truck, he heard everything the clones said. He informed Trevor of their plan when Trevor returned with their other two squad mates.

Trevor asked the clones to get out of the truck. The first thing they noticed was that they were in a large, presumably underground bunker, which confirmed what Tens had thought originally. There was constant truck traffic going to and from two opposite tunnels, many of the vehicles carried more of the black suited ISA Marines. Trevor then introduced the other two Marines that accompanied him.

"This is Private Aaron Meyer, Marine Corps and this is Private First Class Julia Rush, Marine Corps. They are good Marines, same as Connor," said Trevor proudly. Each Marine took their helmet off before shaking hands with the clones. "Come on this way, we moved your ship into an above ground bunker," added Trevor.

Tens and his brothers couldn't quite take their eyes off Julia. She was well, attractive to say the least. She acknowledged their stares with a slight smile then turned around to follow her squad to the lifts across the two truck lanes. Tens turned to give his brothers an amused look, which was more or less directed at Riot, who was most effected by the encounter. They all then followed the Marines into the lift.

Trevor typed in a code and then they were off, or at least Tens thought they were, it was quiet, only the flash of utility lights every second through a glass panel let him know that they were moving. After about a minute of traveling up fast they finally arrived with a soft thud, the doors opened and in front of them stood the consular cruiser. It was surrounded by scaffolds and mechanical equipment and a lot of people with white coats on and masks, as well as around 30 guards. The ship was in a vast room, with large hanger doors to their right and to the left the room stretched on until it reached another set of giant doors. Lining the sides of the left side of the room until the far doors were hundreds of the aircraft that had surrounded Tens and his brothers when they first landed. Plus there were other types of aircraft as well. Some were reminiscent of Larties while others looked more like Starfighter's to Tens.

"Nice place you got here, mind if we go aboard to gather our stuff?" asked Tens looking down the rows of aircraft, they were impressive but the Larties on his former Star Destroyer were more so.

"Sure, go ahead, but we'll have to go with you," replied Trevor. With that they all headed inside. The Marines placed their helmets back on for 'safety' reasons as Trevor assured Tens.

As they were walking aboard Jumps hit Riot upside the head after watching him stare at Julia's backside for an inappropriate amount of time; Riot then excused himself to use the Refresher much to Tens annoyance. The others went to the main cabin where they had last left their stockpiled supplies.

"Well everything is still here. All we need is our ammunitions and data collectors. Right'eye also needs to check out the cockpit for any new transmissions," stated Tens, as he went over to start grabbing supplies.

Tens noticed, or rather felt a tremendous amount of anxiety if not apprehension in the cabin. He couldn't really explain it, other than that it wasn't his own feelings rather the others. He made a mental note to talk with Right'eye about this later.

"Can we help?" offered Trevor. Tens couldn't help but smile, what an opportunity.

"Yeah you guys can start by grabbing those boxes there and filling them up with those cartridges and ration containers," replied Tens pointing to the respective containers. While the Marines were distracted Tens gave his nod just as Riot came back from the Refresher.

Jumps, Riot and Right'eye slowly worked their way into place behind the Marines. However, Tens was having second thoughts, this was low, almost as bad as what a Separatist might do. That thought made him hesitate to give the go ahead. Maybe these people could defend themselves; it certainly appeared that they had the firepower. Besides, how could he do this to a group of Marines that had just lost everyone in their squad?

As all of his vod looked at him for the final call, he gave a slight shake of his head, his signal to call off the attack. Something defiantly didn't feel right about what they were going to do. He just couldn't do it, if he was going to die, he'd rather die helping these people. Besides running away wasn't something a clone trooper did, that specific talent is reserved for the lowest of the low, cowards and liars and, and, General Grievous.

With a slight smirk on his face at his thoughts and a new determination Tens turned to issue his new orders. However, a sudden incoming transmission sound emanated from the cockpit getting all of their attention. All of them, raced into the cockpit, followed closely by the Marines. Right'eye quickly pressed the receiver controls, and up on the ships Holo-projector appeared a uniformed man in a Star Destroyer's bridge.

"This is Admiral Yularen of the Resolute calling Consular Cruiser 34B-1. Is there anyone there?"

###

Story note: The ISA as mentioned before and below is a government agency, its current version is DISA-Defense Information Systems Agency. For the story I dropped the D so it's the Information Systems Agency. They have played and continue to play an important role in US national security, so I surmise that they will in the future as well. Also Happy Late Memorial Day, internet was down yesterday so you get the update today.

A/N: Please, if there is anything I got wrong for the Marines Let Me Know! I really do want to try my best at representing them. Also will update 'Who am I?' soon. Please Review. I don't own star wars...