The Edge

Transformation.

Im going to see if i enjoy writing this story in third person more so this chapter and maybe the future ones will be third person.

Mak's pov:
As shuttles and larger ships fly close to the landing zone both Mak and Mur stand and wait for the cruisers to arrive "How many men was it again?" Mur asked breaking the silence. "A thousand men, not counting us that is." Mak replied, a thousand men isnt much... but without a jedi general it cannot be an easy task for a clone trooper. They are used to having one in the front lines with them.

"Well, lets hope Nala gets out of prison soon then because we'll need a jedi to lead us." Mur stated also worried about the legion's situation. "So you dont believe in me?" Mak joked. "Of course i do! I just think that it would be a little weight off your shoulders if we had a jedi general helping out." Mur replied. "I know what you mean, im not so experienced yet. In all honesty i dont know how i've gotten this rank!" Mak laughed. "You forget that Nala isnt so experienced either." Mur said to which Mak replied optimistically "Maybe we'll have someone else lead us. Someone more experianced." Mur turns to Mak with excitement realising that it is possible "You think theres a chance we'll get a high council member?" "Maybe, temporarily though, im sure they have their own men to lead." Mak replies. "Yeah, i know. It would be good for the shinies to earn a bit of experiance from a hardened jedi though." Mur states as suddenly a number of gunships fly over their heads in a wedge formation. "They're here." Mak says smiling up at the rosy sky as three republic cruisers begin landing a couple of dozen meters in front of them. "Im excited, its like a present straight from the kaminoan labs." Mur says with excitement showing within his smile.

The cruisers lower their platforms letting platoons of cyan coloured clones march out in tight square formations with their superior platoon leaders leading the march and most importantly in front of the platoons proudly walk both Doc and Blur. "Congratulations on the promotion Mak, or should i say captain." Smiles Doc reaching out for a handshake. "Thanks, im not sure how i got it though." Mak says shaking Doc's hand to which to responds "Im sure you'll make a good captain!". As the handshake ends Doc scans the area with his eyes in confusion. "Where is Commander Nala?" He asks confused. "She's currently in the coruscant prison for attempting to harm the chancellor." The words come out of Mur's mouth with a struggle. "And why in hell did she try to do so?" Doc asks confused.
"This isnt the place to speak about this, we'll talk later." Mak says as the platoons stop marching. "Alright." Doc says. "These look like a good lot!" Mur states looking at the platoons of cyan clones. "Best we could find out there!" Blur responds enthusiastically.

Nala's pov:

Lier! Lier! Lier! Circles around Nala's mind in a storm of hidden emotions as she sits on the uncomfortable prison bed. Her face lit up by the red from the hallway lights she sits uncomfortably shaking as rage builds up inside of her. Her breath begins to quicken as she cannot hold in the anger. How could they! How are they so stupid! A single tear drops down her cheek; a work of pure and uncontrollable rage. Her fingers twitch and itch eager to spill blood... This is a transformation. "What's up with you?" A clone guard asks. To which Nala replies with a gnarly, grungy almost a hate defining scream.

Thanks for reading n stuff!