Clone Force 1-A (My Hero Academia x Star Wars)

A long awaited Introduction

Izuku was ready. Or so he felt.

The green haired boy stared at himself in the mirror. He was lean, had vibrant green hair, emerald eyes and healthy skin. His brown overcoat and his beige robes matched the colour palette, further sporting the look of the Jedi. He was excited, nervous and- scratch that, he was terrified. He was going into battle for the first time as a Jedi Knight. He would be the commander in this battle. He just hoped the Council would give him a good squad to back him in the fight.

"GET MOVING YOU EXTRAS! WE'RE GONNA GO SEE THE NEW COMMANDER, SO YOU BETTER BE NICE!" Katsuki yelled while urgently ushering Squad 1-A toward the hangar bay. Ochako grumbled in annoyance.

"Shut up boom boy, you're just scared our new commander will take your leadership role. You're scared he's a Jedi-" Ochako began.

"SHUT UP EXTRA! THE NEW COMMANDER CAN'T BE A JEDI AND THEY WON'T OUTCLASS ME!"

"Ahem," a small voice piped up behind them, which them began to clear its throat and try and deepen itself, to no avail. Squad 1-A turned to the voice to find a boy, aged 17 by the looks of it, standing behind them. The boy righted himself and greeted them, saying, "Morning Squad 1-A. I'm your new commander, Izuku Midoriya."

Two hours later and Katsuki still was seething. A Jedi, assuming HIS position as commander, undermining HIS authority? It infuriated him to no end. The rest of the nineteen-member squad wasn't helping by socialising with Izuku and asking about future directives. The Clone Wars was meant to be fought with clones, not superhuman martyrs. At least that's what Katsuki thought about the debacle. Izuku told the squad members to stop for a moment, and skipped over to Katsuki.

"Hey. You good?" Izuku asked, looking at Katsuki concerningly. To the explosion lord himself, it was a look of pity and hidden malice.

"DON'T COME IN HERE TAKING MY AUHTORITY AND FLAUNTING YOUR JEDI STATUS THEN ASK IF I'M OK! COME OFF IT YOU VAIN BITCH!" Katsuki yelled.

He knew he fucked up when Izuku began to tear up. the boy wiped his tears and glared at Katsuki with energy that rivalled a Sith Lord.

"If you don't like it, command another squad," Izuku snapped. Katsuki sat down, simmering with anger. He had already realised that Izuku had steel convictions. He looked back over his squadmates that he used to command. They were staring at him angrily. Izuku took a moment to sit on a supply crate and out of nowhere a clone sergeant bolted toward the squad.

"General Izuku. Commander Katsuki. You have directives from Master Yoda," the sergeant yelled, the twenty people the clone was addressing freezing. They were dreading the mission.

While the group trudged to the briefing room of the Jedi Temple, Izuku took some time to study how his squadmates acted and what their abilities were. The most notable were a group of six revered in the squad for leadership. Ochako had golden brown hair and gleaming pink eyes, which Izuku found captivating. She had a power that let her invert and re-vert gravity it seemed. she was compassionate and gentle. Katsuki had blonde spiky hair. It matched his personality. His eyes were blood red. He sweats nitro-glycerine: Izuku knew that from his case file that he had to read before he met them. Tenya was orderly and loud. his hair was short, straight and blue. His eyes matched his hair. Momo was a mix of Ochako and Tenya- calm, strict and fair. She sported jet black hair in a ponytail with some light red eyes that complimented a red cloak she wore over her white armour. Tsuyu looked and acted like a frog. Her armour was green with yellow stripes, and she crawled on walls. She had an abnormally large tongue and her eyes were apparently unable to perceive certain colours such as red. That would prove problematic. Eijirou was the final member of this supposed Big 6, and he was unorthodox. His hair spiked upward and was bright red, and he could seemingly harden his skin to rock. His eyes glowed with gold. Izuku assumed it had something to do with his ability.

The rest of the clone force had their own array of looks, but Izuku couldn't discern any powers. He looked at a few of the troopers. One girl had pink skin and horns, another had no visible body. A boy looked like a bird and one had six arms. There was also a boy with purple balls as hair. They all seemed unique in a different manner. Izuku questioned to himself what the Kaminoans thought while creating these troopers.

The squad entered the briefing room, and it was a sight to behold. Master Yoda and war hero Anakin Skywalker were standing in the room, waiting for them. Their expressions were that of anticipation. Izuku gasped, never seeing Anakin in person before. Ochako looked distastefully at Anakin, and the rest of the squad groaned in annoyance. Anakin also looked shocked, then he began to frown.

"Do you have a history with them?" Izuku asked Anakin, who only grunted in response. Izuku backed off, and returned to squad 1-A, a tad bit more nervous than before. The group began to sit in their seats as Yoda drew up a battle plain chart of Geonosis. Izuku clenched his legs in fear and almost wet himself- the rest of the squad grimaced. They had experienced the first battle of Geonosis and it wasn't pretty. They had lost 20 members of their squad, whom used to known as squad 1-B. Ochako remembered Monoma's death clearly. She didn't want to relive it.

"Whatever shit you want us to do, count me out," She snapped and tried to leave the room. She was dragged back to her seat with telekinetic force. It was Anakin. He glared at her, and she looked at him pleadingly, like she might break down at any second. His expression softened.

Yoda began to speak, his voice echoing throughout the room, "Go to Geonosis, we must. A droid factory, there is to capture. A powerful leading force, we need."

"WE DO COVERT OPS AND SOLO MISSIONS, NOT LEAD ARMIES!" Katsuki yelled, slamming his hands to the table, "JUST 'CAUSE YOU JEDI EXTRAS RANK US UP DUN'T MEAN YOU GET TO BOSS US AROUND!"

"Be quiet Kat, kero, you're not helping our standpoint by yelling," Tsuyu piped up. Izuku noted her voice was also frog-like.

"I think Kat's right. We don't do this kind of stuff. At least send us in as a separate task force. If not we can't work as effectively," Eijirou stated, rather optimistically.

"But what about the unorthodox nature of our strategies?" Tenya and Momo snapped in unison, whom then gasped at each other and looked away embarrassed.

"And don't forget about us psuedo-regs!" the pink girl exclaimed, "The other troopers treat us like trash!"

As the squad began to debate, Anakin's look, his facial expressions, began to grow into a frown, then to one of anger. He was becoming increasingly frustrated by what he thought was mindless chatter. he scrunched up his face and then yelled "ENOUGH!". The room fell into silence.

"Look kids," Anakin mocked, "We have a plan you need to follow. Follow it. Do your jobs. And listen. This plan is not so ordinary as you may think..."

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