A/N what's good people!! How y'all been? good I hope, this chapter is slightly longer than I'd usually do. 3 things
my internet is still absolutely crutches but heyyyyyyyyyy.
I got some exciting-ish stuff in the works
And I appreciate all the support for this silly lil project of mine, my heart is genuinely warmed, thank you all !!!!
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Fierce opened his eyes wide before immediately closing again.
"Too damn bright" he murmured drowsily , a slight distortion in his voice made the clone's hand jump up to the respirator mask around his lower face, waking the clone slightly.
A suspicion of where he was swiftly was confirmed, when he realised he wasn't on solid ground but instead floating in a liquid .
The clone opened his eyes again, this time far more slowly.
"I'm in a bacta tank!" He said softly "but is this..."
"No, I'm actually awake " he reassured himself, far more unnerved from the dream than he would like to admit .
Looking around he found himself in a bacta tank .
Fierce looked down to his shoulder, what was a coin sided hole had almost closed, his shoulder rapidly knitting itself together.
Looking back up the clone stared out to the infirmary of what he presumed was an acclamator.
His hand tapped against the glass in an attempt to try to get the attention of any possible medics or doctor.
His attempt to catch the attention was a success, a medical droid hovered over, the clone tapped against his wrist in a gesture asking for the time.
The medical droids hand projected a time
it read "9 pm."
The letters swiftly shifted. "Your injuries were, you're not yet fully recovered, continue to rest ." The medical droids proceeded to float off presumably to tend to a soldier.
The clone left to himself fell into thought.
"The hell was that dream" he softly whispered.
The clone was hit with another wave of drowsiness.
The clone attempted to put the nightmare to the back of his mind, Fierce got as comfortable as he could be in a massive miracle bath , the clone eventually drifted into unconsciousness.
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Back with fierce
Waking up the clone still floated in the bacta tank , Fierce felt thoroughly refreshed
A medical droid hovered over to the tank he was in, tapping a few buttons on a table , the bacta liquid slowly drained.
The clone removed the respiratory and placed it on a hook .
"God damn" Fierce chirped " bacta is a fucking blessing !"
The door of the tank depressurised and slowly opened.
The air was cold, not overwhelmingly so but cold enough to raise goosebumps "damn, it's cold." The clone paused, noticing the silence "unnaturally cold" he added to himself silently.
"CT-4741" The medical droid greeted mechanically " A change of clothing has been prepared for you" it stated,while pointing towards a pile of neatly folded clothing .
"Why the hell is it so quiet ?" Fierce asked .
The clone picked them up , before strolling towards a changing room.
"CT-4741 where are you going ? " the droid asked.
"To get changed." The clone retorted lazily.
" You can't escape until you grasp the reasons you're here." The droid stated
The clone paused an uneasy feeling beginning to form in his chest.
" yeah, yeah" the clone waved the droid off. "Don't get so severely injured, I know."
A couple minutes later Fierce stood in the ship's medbay again, the medical droid hovered over to him .
"CT-4741 do you know the extent of your injuries ? " The droid asked, somehow more mechanically than earlier.
"i was more corpse than man," the Clone chuckled grimly.
The medical droid simply stared at the clone for a moment before responding "that's a unique way to say that but, yes" I simply responded.
"Would you like a list some of the most severe injuries you had " the droid asked
"Of course!" Fierce responded
"You had a hole in your shoulder, a fractured tibia , severe electrical burns covering a large amount of your body and several blaster bolt burns." the medical droid listed .
The clone already knew that and yet the room fell into a silence.
"That's... " Fierce spoke genuinely shocked "I don't know weather I should say I expect more or less" spoke genuinely surprised
The room fell into a pin drop silence
"You realise you're here for a reason, correct ?" the droid asked strangely. "What do you mean ?" Fierce asked almost instantly, that uneasy feeling growing.
"Clone, I have a question, do good soldiers follow orders ? " The droid asked, its voice a mocking attempt of innocence.
"W-What ?" Fierce asked in horror, lacing his voice "H-How did you ?"
The droid let out a terrifying bark of mechanic bark of laughter
The clone stood in the room for all of about 2 seconds before breaking into a sprint , swiftly exiting the Medbay, the clone slid against the smooth plasteel deck of the ship, his shoulder slamming into the wall, the expected dull pain never came.
The clone was barely slowed from his impromptu run in with the wall , but the wall wasn't fairing as well. Cracks and fissures formed along the wall with the sounds of glass cracking and shattering alerted the clone to that .
After what could have been moments, minutes or hours, Fierce encountered a fork in the road , failing to slow properly yet again he slammed into a wall.
This time the wall shattered like an already cracked ceramic cup sending Fierce into a black abyss .
"FUCK, SHIT, SON OF A BITCH" the clone roared in horror as he fell into the seemingly endless void.
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Korriban (moraband) - just before nightmare 1
A group of hooded and robed figures walked in single file walked through a valley , passing entrances of tombs and catacombs.
"To think this place once was a stronghold of the sith and yet now it's a wasteland" one of the robed figures spoke .
"Silence marth." The figure at the lead spoke . "We cannot afford to draw the attention of the spirits on this planet."
The now named marth decided to shut up after that reprimand .
The leader of the group stopped "we're almost there, the tomb is awaiting us ." He stated
" Fade, what rituals will we be doing in this tomb ?" Asked a cloaked woman. " And why this tomb in particular ?" She continued.
"If we wake and gain control of this spirit we will gain an unimaginable amount of power " Fade answered "you will find out the rituals before we begin them."
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The clone fell for what felt like forever, eventually landing the clone standing in an unfamiliar place yet again, the sound and sight of blaster bolts being thrown around like stones skipping along a still river . He stood in the middle of a courtyard, he looked around, what appeared to be Jedi's and clones were fighting like rabid dogs .
"What the..." The clone said for what felt like the 50th time, then a cloaked figure hurried into the courtyard, a blue lightsaber cutting down Jedi's like he was a scissor to paper .
Before the soldier could properly comprehend the situation completely, the ground shattered from beneath him sending him right back into the void
"OH FOR THE SAKE OF THE STARS" He shouted, falling for yet another indeterminate amount of time .
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The clone landed in a crouch, before swiftly scrambling onto his feet , he stood atop a hill of rubble inside of the silhouette of something truly massive , smoke lingered throughout the area. The clone turned, spotting the reason for all of the smoke.
A crashed spaceship , smoke still billowing from it , the wind picked up , sweeping smoke away to dissipate in the breeze , spotting 2 figures 1 another clone and the other a cloaked figure, the clone walked towards a ship while the cloaked figure stood somberly at what appeared to be a cluster of graves .
Before he could take a step a hand blocked his path , following the hand it led to an arm and finally a being shrouded in robes, a cloak and mask, even with the clothing the clone could tell it wasn't human but it was close enough.
"You shouldn't exist " it stated softly. "thats a brilliant way to start a conversation." The clone retorted indignantly. "Gotta respect the first impressions don't matter Style."
It stared simply at the clone.
"alright, alright... I'll bite , the fuck do you mean by that ?"
"It means you shouldn't exist" it responded
"I got that part, but what does that mean exactly ?" The clone spoke exasperation evident in his voice.
It tilted its head almost childishly "you wish for elaboration on what I mean ? " It asked .
" Yeah, by 'shouldn't exist' do you mean dead , or actually shouldn't exist " Fierce responded.
" Both " it stated plainly "no regular living being survives what you have experienced, not the point, your existence shouldn't be. " it attempted to elaborate.
"Cool, Cool." He drawled sarcastically " I don't suppose you're responsible for whatever the hell this is ?" He questioned irritatedly .
" Oh no, this only drew my attention towards you, Anomaly. " it answered .
" Alright, If you'd be so kind tell me what this is exactly ?" He continued to ask questions .
" That is of no concern for you currently." it stated plainly.
"Fantastic." Fierce drawled sarcastically. "So who and what exactly are you ?"
"My identity and what I am is irrelevant" it said simply
" You're just the most generous Well of knowledge." The clone grumbled.
" I believe it is time for you to wake up, Phenomenon !" the being concluded
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Another A/N
I pulled this creature from absolutely nothing, completely BS not even in the slightest Canon
Oh and you, yeah YOU Ur goated thanks for being such a good friend, gang thank you so much !!!