The Dar'Aliit have no family, and no clan. Clone trooper Kian remembers what it was like to have those things, but like the Dar'Aliit, they are now his past. A past full of tragedy, and death, and betrayal. A past that has left him jaded against the universe. But the present also brings challenges of romance, new betrayals, and strangers all wrapped up in the one thing Kian does know: War. And where the past and present converge lies the ultimate choice for Kian: To remain Dar'Aliit, or to accept a chance at a new family?

"The greatest of men are those with a thousand scars. Because great men are forged in the healing of a thousand wounds." Clone Trooper Assasin Creed has spend half his life training and fighting a war for the Republic, but not by their rules. He's spent decades defending peace and saving lives. He's seen it all from victory to death and endured everything from torture to insanity. However, he didn't come through it all unscathed. Instead, he lost a hundred battles and suffered a thousand wounds. But In the end, he came through a great man, with a thousand scars to prove it.

[A short story related to and using the characters from Star Wars the Clone Wars: Cuy'Val Dar] "Whatever you do, Null. Do not let Bogie know about this mission." ---------------------------------- Nearly a year has elapsed since Super Commando Null joined forced with Mirage Squad and began fighting in the clone wars alongside the millions of other clone soldiers. With the former Sergeant of Mirage Squad medically decommissioned, Null has stepped up into the position of Sergeant and is now stationed outside of Corsin. However, not long after two newest recruits for the team arrive to take the place of fallen members, Null and his team quickly go from sitting around waiting, to being deployed on a high stakes mission. Not only must they quickly destroy a rapidly moving Separatist force threatening the planet, but they've also been tasked with a rescue mission. This rescue mission isn't a simple run of the mill operation, though. For Mirage Squad, it's personal.

Two years after the end of the Clone Wars, former Clone Commander Hotshot is now working aboard an Imperial Star Destroyer under the command of Admiral Yarrel Retf. Together they are putting down the rising insurgency against the Empire in many of the recently subjugated planets. However, when the Commander Hotshot comes to realize that she had blindly been following orders almost her entire life, everything changes. Her eyes are opened to the evil of the malevolent Empire and she becomes aware of what this new war is truly about, and whose side she should really be on.

Ten years before the Battle of Genosis, the Kaminoans created the first batch of clones. Two years before the Battle of Genosis, those clones were terminated. An entire batch slaughtered and wiped from the records. All of them killed by a mysterious and unideintified party. All, except one. ARC trooper SC-02, nicknamed Null, was the only survivor of a violent attack that left the rest of his batch dead. For two years and three weeks he plotted to avenge his brother's. However, when he finally reaches known space again, he quickly finds himself entangled in the fight of a new squadron, Mirage Squadron. Null's vegenace will not be forgotten, though, for unbeknowst to them all, the enemy he seeks is also seeking him.

Clone Sergeant Mako and his men end up crashed onto a planet the galaxy has forgotten about, until now. As they seek a way off this planet they must encounter danger, Separatists, secrets, and a very mysterious woman... *Teaser* I wake up to darkness. I blink a few times, and my eyes adjust some allowing me to see that there is something on top of me. Shoving it off I am nearly blinded by the light shining in my eyes. Soon my eyes adjust again, and I look around to see that I am sitting in the middle of a pile of wreckage from what looks like a bounty hunter ship. Why am I here? I ponder the thought, seeing as I am confused as all get out. I soon see, or remember why. I was escaping with another man. Suddenly I stop and think. What is my name? I'm sure I had one. One of them called me something, I remember his words. I stop and think hard. He called me Vire.