"Sir, all bombers have been loaded and are ready to go." Arc walks besides the general. "But I thought the Bombers we're going to be prepped tomorrow." the general says, now a bit confused. "I made the order early so in case the separatist arrive is early." The clone captain explains. "I think the bomber fighters need speed over defense. Do you think you can make the upgrade by tomorrow?" The Jedi asks. "I can't. But I know someone who can" Arc answers as he walks towards the hanger. Arc steps inside the hanger and proceeds to look for someone. The person Arc looks for is working on a bomber. He is about 14 or 15 years old, black hair with dark purple eyes, and his outfit is that of a clone naval officer but without the badges on his chest.
"General, this is Damien Colosseum. He is a engineer and might be able to solve the speed dilemma." Arc introduces the young teen. The teen comes out of the bomber cockpit and lands in front of the two men. "What do you want Arc?" Damien say in a bit enthusiast tone. "The General here wants to know if you make the bombers speed increase by tomorrow" Arc replies. "Not all of them. But about half of them for sure. Three fourths if you're lucky." Damien assures. "Good, I'll come around later today to check on your progress" Lance says as he leaves the hanger.
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"Why do I have to go through all this physical procedures?" Jelia asks in a bored, and a little bit of a dark tone, towards the clone medic, Recon.
"Well first off, you have to stay healthy. And after the separatist wiped out your planet with nuclear winter, we need to make sure you aren't radioactive, or if you broke any bones, or if any of your vital organs are not doing well." recon explains as he places his stethoscope on her exposed back. "Now take a deep breath." Recon says nicely. Jelia reluctantly does as she is told. "Now breath out."Jelia exhales. For the next few seconds Jelia does the same thing.
After a few minutes of different testing recon says
"Ok, the exam is over, you're perfectly fine." recon says as he looks away form his tablet to the female Alf. Jelia doesn't replies as she walks out of the room and heads to the military base in Naboo. 'Why did this happen to me.' she thinks while walking around the hallways. After a while of roaming around, she begins to get hungry. 'Great. What do I do now.' she searched the base for any indication of a cafeteria, mess hall, or anything that serves food."Cmon, there has to be something around here." she murmurs angrily as she has spent almost half an hour searching (and sometimes stopping to look at a few things that she has never seen before) the base. "Couldn't they have put up a sign or something" she murmurs.
"Hello Jelia" a voice says behind the purple haired female. Jelia gasps in surprise and turns around to see who said her name. "L-Lance!?" She says as her face turns a bit red of both anger that he scared her, and embarrassment that she wasn't aware of him being behind her.
"Are you lost?" Lance asks.
"y-yes..." She replies, ashamed that she had gotten herself lost. "Where do you need to go?" Lance offers his help. "T-the mess h-hall" she replies looking down a little bit. "Alright. Follow me." Lance says as he starts to head towards the mess hall. Jelia follows him while staying at least two yards in back of him.
"This is it" Lance says as he entered the mess hall. "Thank you. . ." Jelia tells the Jedi general. "You're most welcome." Lance smiles. Jelia then grabs some food and takes a seat. With that she begins to slowly devour the food she ordered. After a few seconds, Lance sits down next to her.
"How have you been?" Lance asks in a caring tone. "Not sure how to answer that question." Jelia says a bit sadly. "I wish I can relate to what you're going through so I can at least say something to make you feel better." Lance says, sad that he can't do anything to help. "Just promise me you'll get find the person responsible for this" Jelia says with tears in her eyes,not understanding why anyone would willingly destroy an entire planet. Lance turns to look at the Alf and places his hand on her shoulder. "I will. No, we will." He emphasizes the word will. "Y-you want me to help?" Jelia asks. "Yes. I want you too. We could use you're skills and it will be used to save the lives of others" Lance replies.
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Star Wars The Clone Wars: A Galaxy Of War
Fanfiction17 year old Padawan Lance Axel has dreamed of being a Jedi Knight. Now, when his dream becomes a reality, he is put to be the commanding general of the 720th Legion and to be sent to the front lines effective immediately. With his dream slowly arriv...