The Fall | Star Wars Prequel Trilogy

Chapter Twenty One

Sylvie stood in the balcony, surveying the batch of clones curiously. From up here she couldn't hear what they were saying but from what she saw she could tell that the Prime Minister wasn't exaggerating in his praise of the clones. They moved as one, crossing the battlefield, taking down their opponents. As a result of her visit the exercise was changed to add some unpredictable and newer variables. While they would get caught off guard at first they would quickly recover, changing their plan, improvising. Once the training exercise was finished one of the Kaminoans guided her down to meet the clones per her request.

When the door of the room slid open the five clones were already in there but without their training gear so she could see their faces. They were all identical exept for one of them. Instead of the curly black short cropped hair of the other clones this one had blonde hair in a buzz cut. They turned to face them when they entered, standing at attention they gave her and the Kaminoan a salute. "This is Jedi Knight Sylvie Kryze" the scientist stated.

Sylvie nodded at them "At ease" she said, allowing the clones to relax. "What are your names?" She asked. "CT-7567" the one with the blonde hair said. "CC-2224" the other one said "CC-3636" the third one said. "CC-1010" the one next to him said "CC-5052" the last one said. "Not numbers, names. The Jetti asked your names boys" Sylvie turned around to see a new person entering the room. She recognised her as an Amoran. She had pale green skin and dark eyes like most of her species. Her hair was was black but faded to a light red at the end. A rarer hair colour amongst her species. As the Amoran walked towards her, a catlike grace to her walk Sylvie couldn't help but move back a little.

There was something about the way her emerald lips curled up in a sly smirk to the cunning glittering in her dark eyes that set her in edge. It didn't help when the Amoran looked her up and down as if she was analyzing her, picking her apart mentally piece by peice. "Zafi Eso, bounty hunter, trainer of the clones here at Kamino" The Amoran said before turning to look at the clones "And these are Rex, Cody, Wolffe, Fox and Bly" she pointed at each of them as she spoke. Zafi turned back to the Jedi knight "Do you have a name Jedi?" She asked. "Sylvie Kryze" Sylvie responded. A curious glint entered Zafi's eyes "Kryze?" She asked "As in the Mandalorian clan Kryze?"

"Yes, that Kryze" The Jedi knight responded, she found herself feeling slightly uncomfortable with the way the Amoran looked at her. Zafi hummed lightly "You have questions" she stated. 'Am I that obvious?' "Just a few" Sylvie said. "I have it from here" Zafi said, dismissing the Kaminoan scientist who simply bowed, leaving the two in the room.

The clones had been silent through the interaction, though they seemed to relax a bit once the Kaminoan left the room. The Jedi turned towards them "I was watching the exercise" she stated "You five did very well. I'm sure the republic is very lucky to have soldiers like you serving it" she said. The clones exchanged looks, seemingly surprised by the compliment. "Thank you uh..." The one in the middle, Rex trailed off. "Just call me Sylvie" She said. Zafi cleared her throat "I'd hate to interrupt but if I remember correctly you have some unanswered questions" She picked up on the Amoran's implication. "That I do" she said, already trying to think of ways she could ask questions without making it too apparent that she didn't have a clue as to what was going on.

"In that case" Zafi extended a hand to her "Shall we?" She asked. Sylvie nodded, making no move to accept her hand but the bounty hunter didn't seem bothered in the slightest as she lead her out of the room without so much as a nod to the clones. The Jedi hesitated at the doorway, unsure what to say she only nodded before following Zafi out. "So what would you like to know about the clones?" She asked as they walked. Sylvie thought about it for a moment "You said you were a trainer for the clones here. Are there others like you?" She asked. "There is nobody like me, I'm one of a kind" Zafi smirked. "But if you mean to ask if there are other trainers, yes"