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STAR WARS CLONE LIFE

BOOK 1: Clone troopers

“Finally G,” I said, “We're out of training.”

“Yea,” G said. 13 years. We have been on this rainy factory for 13 years. Our group is Squad Echo. Echo’s soldiers: myself, G, Fred, Squeak, Pip( because pip and squeak hang out together a lot) and Eye (known as I). My name is J. G, Eye, and myself like to hang more together.

“J get up Son Lee is here!”

“Ok, Fred.”

Son Lee commanded our sector. He started, “Tonight is your last night cadets. Your battalion will be deployed tomorrow so start your tests.”

“Right away sir.” Echo said in unison. About 3 hours later we all finished at the same time. Son Lee walked back into the white walled room.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Well Master Yoda,” Son Lee said to a green man, “this is our 4th squad for the 3rd legion.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Good, progress is.” The green man said “1st, 2nd, and 3rd legion I will take.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“The squads are ready.” Son Lee Said.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Suit up tomorrow, your men need to. Geonosis, they will go tomorrow .”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I woke up to Echo running out the door. “J test scores are in our locker!” G said with the utmost urgency. Our team ran through the glass hallways overlooking the cloning process. This was the third time I have came through on of these corers, but this time I was more focused on the test scores. “What class would I get?” was the most often question that popped into my mind. Finally, we came to our lockers. A blue hologram of Son Lee said

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Echo, get your armor on and meet General Yoda outside” “Right away sir.” Echo said in unison.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Arrigg.” Eye said, “this chokes my neck.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“This armor is not preferable,” I said as we walked outside. Blue. All I could see is Blue and gray. The first drop of water hit me and my reflexes kicked in. G and Eye started laughing hysterically.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Echo line up,” Son Lee said. We lined up by our number tags. He started naming classes.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Son Lee started calling out names and classes,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Eye, Medic. Fred, Commander. G Demolitionist. Pip, Engineer. Squeak, MG.” I knew there was only one class left. I have wanted it for half of my life here. “J… Sharpshooter.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Go meet with General Yoda at his gunship. He will tell you what to do from there.” Son Lee stated.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Yes sir,” we said in unison. We left to get on the gunship. There we had another set of lockers and in them our classes weapons. Eye had his full of medical supplies, G, smirking, had a bag full of explosives. Fred had maps and holo panels, Pip had a fusion cutter and charges, Squeak had a drone and team strength packs and myself had an auto turret. Eye put his rifle in his hand, pistol in his holster, and his supplies on his back while G had put his launcher on his back, a cloak around his waist and a pistol in his holster. Pip put his shotgun on his back with his cutter in his holder. Squeak set his MG to the side to examine it while he puts his drone, team packs, and pistol up. I, on the other hand, try out my guns, not using it of course. I hold my thermal detonator on my belt and my auto turret in the hand.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-indent:36pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I asked for Eye’s scalpel and give myself a nice looking buzz cut. I think about dyeing it blue and keeping it the way it is. After all of this, we land on a huge cruiser and get briefed on our next mission.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">A man in a similar uniform came to us but with red markings showing his rank. While walking forward a holo map appeared to the table next to him.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“There are federation ships here under construction.” He said while pointing to the map, “A main point of interest is their commanding center. You will find the center before the battle starts, but if you can’t keep trying and take that post.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">A wave of uncertainty fell over me. Like we’re not gonna come back. I’ve heard of Geonosis before. I read descriptions of it. Hot, sandy, wasteland. The only creatures I have read about are the Geonosians. These bug-like creatures have large wings and live in spiring hives. Catacombs line under the surface and massive caves are scattered along the planet. The main objective of this attack was to stop production of a droid army where factories were deep underground. <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;text-align:center;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:2.4;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">To find the base we are targeting was easy. Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi had surveyed the land earlier. The only problem with this was that he was captured and held hostage whilst about to be executed, but that was not our problem. We were supposed to find and take the HQ.