(3rd person pov. )
The dust swiftly settled
"Well, I never want to be in a situation like that ever again." 4741 spoke between ragged gasps.
"It could have been worse." Spoke my corporal.
"Worse is a subjective thing." The sergeant responded.
"How so ?" Questioned the corporal.
"It's a matter of opinion, defining what's better and worse. " the sergeant spoke with a hint of introspection in his tone.
A brief silence fell onto the group of clones allowing them to catch their breath.
"Right, we got a job to do!" 4741 spoke as he rose onto shaky legs, he gave himself a moment to steady himself.
"Are you sure you can continue ?" Asked 5782
"You're pretty beaten up," he continued.
"I'm not missing out on the action!" The sergeant replied as he began to scale the crater.
The clones loitered in the crater for only another moment
"I think your Sargent has a death wish !" 2036 joked.
Instead of acknowledging that, the clones followed the sergeant up the crater.
4741 stood at the rim of the crater surveying the carnage.
"By the stars 2823, you really let hell loose !" 4741 spoke to his communicator.
"I couldn't let y'all deal with all those droids by yourselves!" He retorted with a chuckle .
The clones loitered in the carnage for only a few seconds.
"Right, let's try not to die. " Spoke 4741 who ironically was the most injured person of the group.
"You're one to talk !" Chuckled 5782.
The sergeant rolled his eyes but the others couldn't see that .
"Right, Move out !" 4741 practically roared as he began to run towards the arena. His injuries only slowed him slightly.
The men reached the railing of the arena without issue. The issue was getting into the arena, the drop into the arena was lethal at worst and bone shattering at best.
"So how exactly are we going to get down ?" Asked 5742
"Any of y'all got a DC 15 carbine ?" 4741 asked instead of answering 5742.
"Yeah, why?" Answered 4168.
"Don't they have grapples ?" 4741 continued to question.
"Yes" 4168 continued answering.
"Then we can use it as a rope to rappel down" 3192 spoke, picking up on his sergeant's thought process.
"We'd need something sturdy for it too hold though " 2036 spoke
4741 pointed at a half destroyed pillar in answer to the unanswered question.
"Wrap the cable around that. " 4741 ordered .
"Yes sir" answered the clones.
"2231 gimme a report." He continued to order.
"There's a lot of droids down there, the jedi's are encircled and more reinforcements are in route" the sniper answered swiftly.
"That's news I needed to hear." laughed the injured clone.
"Sir, who's going down after 4168" asked 5741.
"Myself, the rest of y'all and finally 5782." Answered the sergeant.
"Get moving 4168" ordered 4741.
"Yes sir !" The clone replied as he began walking towards the wall of the arena.
He hopped down the sound of his boots scraping against and the wall was drowned out by blaster fire.
A couple moments pass in a sense silence before the spoke over the communicator .
"Sergeant you're clear to come down " spoke the clone in the arena.
"Copy that" 4741 replied
"Cover me " he continued, he knew his men would but he said it nonetheless.
He grabbed the cable and began to rappel down the wall, the sounds of fighting were twice as loud in the arena , it took a couple of moments but it felt like hours.
4741 finally reached the ground and immediately spoke to the other clones.
"The Cable is clear !" He spoke over the communicator before taking a ready stance .
It only took a few minutes For the rest of the clones too enter the arena.
"Again try not too die " Spoke 4741 with a chuckle
"You should follow your own words. " 3192 Chuckled.
"Do as I say, not as I do !!! " Laughed the sergeant .
The clone rushed into the circle of droids, the other clones followed him and wondered if he had lost it.
Droids had their heads yoinked , pulled and shot off swiftly, 4741 led the chaos with his men behind him.
The clones running off adrenaline and sheer will, slowly but surely carving a hole in the droid forces.
The sounds of LAATs rushing towards the arena slowly came into earshot
The group of clones lead by 4741 grew ever more ferocious they were about half way through the circle
"Sergeant,there's a LAAT headed out way for the injured" spoke 61861
"Copy that , take that ship we'll meet up later." 4741 responded only haulting his pistol fire for a moment.
"Corporal throw thermal detonators into the droids." ordered the sergeant
5782 didnt respond but explosion began too ring out
Sending droids, dirt and rocks flying.
Before the clones could break into the circle the sergeant spoke.
" Grab a droid, use em as shields. " ordered the sergeant swiftly.
Not waiting for the clone to break into the circle, he walked backwards firing at the droid .
The clones breaking through the droid caused a brief pause on the chaos.
His brothers followed swiftly, all of them holding the corpse of a droid .
"THE HELL" the clones heard from behind them .
4741 chuckled silently too himself.
"Cover those clones" ordered the same person who yelled as bolt stuck the droid 4741 was using as an impromptu shield
4741 let out a mad cackle pausing for a moment, letting his brothers pass him before continuing his journey backwards.
Finally reaching friendly lines the clone entered, he threw the droid to the sands .
The LAAT came into sight .
"What's your name soldier ?" Asked what appeared to be a Jedi padawan who stood by 4741.
"CT 4741, sir!" The clone answered
"What's yours ?" He asked back .
" Your new name is Fierce, got that " the still unknown padawen
"Got it, so what's your name ? " The newly named Fierce asked .
"I'm jedi padawen anakin Skywalker!" The young man introduced himself, not even flinching as he deflected a blaster bolt.
"I'd say it's a pleasure sir, but I'd be lying I'm hating every moment of this." Feirce chuckled as he sent a volley of blaster bolts towards the droids .
"Yeah... you look live you've been through hell " he responded .
"C'mon, you're with me now " Anakin spoke to my squad as an LAAT prepared to land.
Another jedi and the senator hopped onto the LAAT before us, 4741 let his men board onto the ship and finally 4741 and Anakin hopped on the ship .
4741 walked over too the back of the ship and sat again the wall, a pained groan came out of his throat unconsciously.
"Are you ok, soldiers?" asked the other jedi Presumably Obi-wan Kenobi genuine concern lacing his voice
"Honestly... Sir I'm lucky too be neither crippled or dead." the clone responded tiredly.
Obi-wan gave the sergeant a once over.
"You look like you've seen hell" he chuckled mirthlessly.
The clone genuinely laughed
"Master like student" he spoke between laughter
"Anakin, what does that mean ?" The jedi asked
"Obi wan I told him the exact same" the younger jedi respoded
A brief silence fell on the ship.
"So what's the mission ?" Asked 5782 .
"To capture or kill count dooku. " Answered the older jedi .
"Why us. " groaned the clones in unison.
The 3 people who weren't a clone chuckled at that .
"You survived 2 of the worst situations you can be placed in currently" spoke the younger jedi
"3 actually" sighed the sergeant
"Oh, what was the 2nd one ?" The senator asked
"Incircled by a bunch of droids in crater, had too ask my injuried men to fix a ball turret and help us " drawled Fierce in an exasperatedly manor
"Wait your all not one squad ?" Anakin asked
"Nope, the lieutenant got taken out of commission, 4741 took charge " spoke 5782
" Well Feirce, it seems you're going to be getting a promotion! " Laughed Anakin
"Whats your name soldier " obi-wan asked the corporal
"CT-5782 sir " the clone answered
"You don't have an actual name's yet ?" He continued to ask
"No sir" he responded
"You'll get one soon as I think of one that suits you " continued to get jedi
"Oh can I name one of you ?" Asked the senator
"Sure " spoke 3192 eagerly.
"Waves, that a your name" the young lady named the clone after a couple of moments of thinking.
"Sir, Count Dooku is heading towards a hangar, " said one of the pilots.
"Keep following him" responded the older jedi.
Fierce sat tiredly, but after hearing that he pulled his rifle onto his lap,swiftly swapping out the tibanna gas cartridge.
The pistols received the same treatment .
He couldn't properly clean them at the moment but he couldn't do much at the moment.
"C'mon we got a job to do. " Anakin said confidently as he walked over to Fierce.
The ship violently jerked.
"Shit not again" roared the injured sergeant .
The ship swiftly stabilised but a few occupants, mainly the senator, were missing.
Fierce ignored the Jedi's worried conversation in favour of composing himself .
A few more minutes passed in a tense silence, Fierce rose to his feet in preparation of the battle to come .
A/N: felt like I speedran this chapter , if you enjoyed this chapter I'm glad you enjoyed it !!!
If you dislike it , I'm sorry to hear that, get well soon (/j)