A Descent Into Hell Incarnate - The Battle Of Trost (AOT/SW crossover)

Trost.

The name of a walled city - or town as the locals called it - whose meaning ironically meant comfort, solace, and consolation. For the better part of two days however, it became a byword for death, destruction, fear, horror, valor, and bravery. It may not have been a battle that was a part of the Clone Wars currently ongoing in the Galaxy at the time, but to those of us that were there, it somehow managed to match the ferocity, intensity, and high stakes chaos that all of the war's most fiercest battles up to that time had been. The 'everything was at stake' nature of the First Battle of Kamino, the Battle of Atraken, and even the First Battle of Geonosis itself all somehow replicated in what amounted to an at least a few miles long by a few miles wide area. To those of us that were there, nothing about the war on that planet that followed, not even the rest of the Clone Wars itself up until the "Outer Rim Sieges", could have compared to the sheer amount of screwing the odds and facing down fear where others couldn't we all had to do in that battle.

For at Trost, we who had been designed to be monsters to others came face to face with actual monsters and forced to confront who we were on the inside. In order to live to tell the tale, we had to operate in a way that not even our characters thought we had the capacity to operate on, but we somehow did it because we had no choice. We had to do what we had to do in order to survive, because Trost on those two days were for many of us..

..a descent into Hell Incarnate.

(The Battle Of Trost as depicted from my unfinished Star Wars: The Clone Wars and Attack On Titan Crossover "Attack On The C.I.S", or a more fleshed-out and expanded version in this fanfic. Exclusively centered on this engagement. I don't own Attack On Titan or Star Wars. I only own my OCs.)