"ON THE DOUBLE CADETS, LET'S MOVE! NO ONE EATS UNTIL THIS IS FINISHED. MOVE IT!" Said the Drill Sergeant.
"SIR YES SIR!" I responded.
We ran around the entire main building of the Tipoca City. I could hear each of my brothers panting out of breath. It was a cold long run, our Drill Sergeant told us to turn off our warmers, making us run in the cold rain.
"What's the point of all this?" Whispered CT-3781.
"Cut the chatter boys, you don't want the DS to add another lap." Exclaimed CT-5673.
"Man, I'm hungry can we please hurry this up?" Said CT-8751
"Just shut up and run!" I said.
"I THOUGHT I SAID CUT THE CHATTER, CADETS!" Yelled the Drill Sergeant.
"SIR YES SIR!" We all responded.
After doing many laps outside we all went to the mess hall to get ready for our final stage of our training. I was finally going to become a Trooper of the Grand Army of the Republic. I sat down with a few of my squad members. Another squad came to sat by us, they were the top class fighters, rumors say they're being handpicked for the ARC Program by Colt himself.
"Oh look guys, its the pretty boys!" Said CT-3781 "Sparky" laughing.
"Maybe if you'd actually stop messing around, and take your training serious you'd actually be a pretty boy." Said CT-7888 "Foxer".
"Who said I wanted to be a pretty boy?" Sparky said angrily as he stood up.
"Enough, we're all brothers here, besides we should be celebrating we're one step closer to becoming a Trooper." I said.
A clone officer entered the mess hall.
"ATTENTION!" The officer yelled.
We all stood up, and turned to our right.
"LISTEN UP, CADETS. THIS'LL BE THE LAST STAGE OF YOUR TRAINING. TOMORROW WE WILL BEGIN THE CITADEL TRAINING BY SQUADS. YOU ALL ONLY GET ONE CHANCE! YOU MESS UP, YOU REDO THE CADET PROGRAM. I ASSURE YOU THE SEPARATISTS WON'T GIVE YOU ANYMORE CHANCES. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"
"YES, SIR!" We yelled.
"DISMISSED!"
We all headed out of the mess hall and into our quarters.
"You hear that boys? We're going to become Troopers!" Said CT-5673 "Dixter."
"Don't get your hopes up, you heard the officer, we only get one chance." Said Sparky.
"There's no hope for us, we almost barely passed all the tests, we'll be extremely lucky if we pass this one." Said CT-8751 "Brek."
"No, I won't let that happen, we're all going to become Troopers of the Republic." I said.
"HA! So says the one who got last place in the agility test." Said Sparky.
They all laughed.
"Ah...shut up! It was only a mistake."
"Well, we better show a good impression. Because I heard Captain Rex will be watching closely." Said Brek.
We all looked at each other nervously.
"Wait, if we can somehow pull it off in the citadel, maybe we can actually get recommended into the 501st!" I said.
"Did you lose a screw?! The 501st are only for the best of the best I mean look at us, are we actually the best?" Said Sparky.
"I'm just saying."
The doors of our quarters opened and the clone officer came in.
"GAMMA SQUAD LINE UP! YOU LADS ARE THE FIRST ONES TO GO."
We all geared up and lined up on the officer. I took a big gulp, I can finally prove myself to become a Trooper...
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The 501st Legion, A Star Wars Story
Science FictionThe 501st Legion were a brave elite legion in the Grand Army of the Republic. They served under General Anakin Skywalker, Commander Ahsoka Tano, and Captain Rex. However, the story is told in a Troopers point of view from the Clone Wars to the Rise...
