Bat Squadron: Season 1

Episode 3

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Typerma

In the desolate swamplands of the forest world of Typerma sat an old Republic frigate from the clone war. It was painted red and had many names and numbers painted on the side and underbelly of it. It had been heavily modified. It went by the name of The Lobster. The Lobster was the Bat Squad's main ship they used during the clone war and served them well. It had the best weapons and shields, that was, when they could get all the upgrades for it. Now it was an outdated scrap heap that looked ready to break down any minute.

"Fernanda...may we have a word with you?" An old man wearing pieces of old ARC trooper armor asks walking over.

His armor had yellow markings and his helmet had Jaig Eyes painted on the forehead, a mandalorian tradition passed onto clones for heroic acts of bravery or such in battle.

A fairly young woman turns toward the clone. She had long blonde hair and light blue eyes and soft features. She wore tan Jedi robes and carried a lightsaber.

"Yes Mark?" She asked the clone.

"I was wondering if...err...me and Bark...could go um....hunting" Mark says.

Another scarred man who wore clone commando armor with yellow markings looks at her and nods.

"Very well. Don't stay out too long. Those imperial commandos we ran into on Devaron was a close call. And don't head out too far." Fernanda tells them.

"Yes ma'am" Bark nods and he and Mark head out.

Mark carried a backpack with various supplies one may need to survive for a few days.

"I don't feel right doing this. Are you sure this was the best thing?" Bark asks Mark once they've traveled deep into the woods.

"I'm certain. We'll never complete our mission if we remain with them. They just want to run and hide. We have to fight. And we can't fight if we're killed or captured by the empire." Mark says.

"That's what's going to happen when we try to fight" Bark says.

"Yeah, but at least it can be on our terms." Mark says.

Another clone in commando armor with blue markings walks over to Fernanda.

"General Spacespawn" he says.

"How many times to I need to tell you Mute, just call me Fernanda. And you know I was never a general" Fernanda smiles and laughs a little.

"Yes Commander Fernanda" Mute says.

"Mute, it's just Fernanda. I'm not a soldier anymore." She tells him.

"You may not be, but I still am. It's what I was born to do...even if I am older" he says.

Fernanda chuckles as she starts walking past him.

"What was it you wanted?" She asks and looks at him.

"It's about Mark and Bark" he says.

"What about them?" Fernanda asks.

"I overheard them talking a few days ago and they mentioned something about....leaving the group" Mute says.

"What? Why?" Fernanda asks.

"Something about another mission." He tells her.

She sighs and looks down. She walks over toward the ship and looks up at it.

"But I do have good news" he says.

"What?" She asks.

"A signal just came online" he says.