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Mustafar"Ugh...my head." A clone says as he hits the hard metal floor.
"Who's there?" Another asks and tries to look around.
"I...I can't see...what's going on!?" He yells.
"Quiet. Quiet. It's carbon sickness." The first tells him.
"Carbon sickness? As in carbonite? What happened?" The second asks.
"That's a good question...now, as soon as we can see...we can find out." The first says.
"Who are you?" The second asks.
"CT-0-747....call me B-" the first starts.
"Bat." The second says smiling.
"Chip?" Bat asks.
"Bat..." the second says.
"Fancy meeting you here. Wherever we are." Bat says.
"You've got that right." Chip says.
They both wore black skin tight republic body gloves. They looked like any other clone from the clone war. They appeared to be no older than 28. They had been frozen in carbonite for many years. Bat had a regular buzz cut with 2 light scars down the right side of his face. Chip had short cut hair dyed grey.
They stood around in the room they were in for about an hour as their eyesight begins to return. Bat looks over at Chip and Chip looks back at him.
"Dear force, what happened to your hair?" Bat asks.
"What?" Chip asks.
"It's grey." Bat says and chuckles.
"Shut up." Chip laughs.
"Where are we?" Bat asks.
"Good question. Let's find out" Chip says.
They walk over to the door and open it. They peek out into the hallway and look around. It was clear.
"What do you last remember?" Chip asks.
"I remember...our brothers...attacking us and...and a trandoshan with a ship...Four...saving the rest of our...squad...the.." Bat starts.
"Bat Squad" Chip says.
"Yes. The Bat Squad. We held off the attackers while they escaped. We were arrested." Bat says.
"We were charged with treason. Then, frozen. In carbonite." Chip says as they walk down the hall.
They get to a door that says "CONTRABAND" and Bat opens it. They walk in and the 2 look around in awe at all the illegal weapons. Many they'd never seen before.
"Hey, get a load of this." Bat points toward 2 stacked crates near the back of the room that had their ID numbers CT-0-747 and CT-3007.
"That's ours." Chip says.
Bat walks over toward the 2 large crates and he pulls the first one down and slides it over to Chip. Bat grabs the other crate and cracks the lid open.
"Jackpot." Chip smiles as he looks in at his.
He reaches in and pulls out a phase 2 clone helmet with blue markings. He puts it on and looks around.
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Bat Squadron: Season 1
FanfictionThe remnants of the once great Bat Squad from the clone war have returned with new soldiers with the rebellion to fight against the evil galactic empire.