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[u]DEAD AMONG THE LIVING Chapter 1-01 1: BEGINNING OF THE END[/u]
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Out in that galaxy far, far, away, the Clones Wars has swept through the Republican planet of Bondo III. The Confederacy of Independent Systems has sent teams of Battle Droids to attempt to sabotage Bondo III’s trade route…
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B2 Super Battle Droids, and B1 Battle Droids took over facilities all over the planet, Jedi and hundreds of other Clone Troopers split up all over the planet stopping the Confederacy’s plans.
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But as the two Generals and Clones arriving here at this facility, they know that this is all a trap devised by the Confederacy.
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Because to the Republic’s misfortune, this particular facility is holding two 212th soldiers.
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Boil…
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And the right-hand-free Waxer.
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Unfortunately to the Confederates, traps are but a ticket to victory for General Spar Tan-Du, Commander Deeno, and BARC Trooper Bigdaddy…
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And Cato Nemodian Jedi Knight Zen Utaru, Commander Tim Rolando of the Republic Peace Administration, Captain Bronze, Sniper Trooper Acc, and Lieutenant Rojo.
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“I sense Waxer and Boil.” Zen Utaru states. Tim scoffed and tightened his grip on his assault rifle,
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“I sense a trap.” Zen removed his light saber hilt from his belt, “Next move…?”
“Spring the trap…as always.”
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“’You ready?” Deeno question, loading his rifle.
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“Let thee unleash flame.”
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“Yes, sir.”
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“Acc,” Zen proclaimed,“toss a grenade over the roof.”
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“This is when the fun begins, let’s move!”
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“Set a perimeter, I want Clones inside the facility!” Zen ordered.
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“Front is secure, thy men are ready to breacheth, thee and thy will attacketh the roof.” Spar added.
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Meanwhile, Acc leaps to the rood top after successfully taking down a Droidekka.
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“Die, Confederates.”
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“Another Battle Droid to my kill streak.”
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“Oh, Bantha spit.”
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“So this is how my insignificant cloned life ends.”
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“Let us go, Zen, the rooftop is waiting for thee.” Spar glad fully roared.
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“For the Republic!” screams Spar as he slashes his light saber across the battery pack of the Battle Droid.
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Before Spar could see it, Zen cut down two B1 Battle Droids, paying his attention to the next three remaining droids.
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Spar chuckled, “So it is a contest thou hast seeketh?”
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“No, because we both know I would win.”
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“Guess again, General!” corrected Tim as he fired upon the remaining droids.
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Tim smirked as a B2 Battle droid fell.
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“The battle is not over until the outflanked is outlived.” Spar added.
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“Droidekkas count as two points, right…?”
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“…Because Tim Rolando just got the jackpot!”
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“You aren’t the most obedient soldier in galaxy, Tim.” Zen proclaimed.
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“Well, sorry to disappoint, but you have to expect that from every human.” Tim proclaimed.
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Waxer and Boil were safe to leave the pit they were confined to on the roof top. Boil smiled, “There is a lot of truth to that, I learned the hard way working with Kenobi and Skywalker.”
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Spar smiled, and remembered his duty, “Let thee not forgeteth the rest of the job, let thee go.”
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After the rest of the Clones took down the droids inside the facility, Spar and Zen prepared to say their goodbyes as they prepared to move out to another part of Bondo III.
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“It was nice working with you soldiers, I can’t wait for more.” Deeno decreed.
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“What is to happen to me and Boil?” asked Waxer, avoiding to look upon his cooked and torn wrist.
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“I am escorting you to the main cruiser here at the main Republic head quarters, you’ll be taken off world to Kamino for medication.” Zen replied. He looked back to Spar and nodded, “I shall see you soon, Spar. May the Force be with you.”
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“Likewise, thy friend. May the Force be with thee as well.” Spar replied was reassurance.
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Deeno’s communication set beeped, he backed away behind the others…
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And he pulled out his communication link.
“Yes, Chancellor?”
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The Chancellor’s voice was blood curdling, and sent chills down his spine, “Commander Deeno, execute Order number 66.”
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“As you wish, Chancellor.” Deeno had a hint of second thoughts, though brushed it away.
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He accepted the order,
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Put away his com. link…
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Cocked his blaster assault rifle, placed his finger on the trigger, and muttered what could possibly be his last words: “Die, Spar.”
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Without warning, a screeching personal snatched Boil by the shirt, and yanked him inside the facility, its eyes glowing bright white with hunger.
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“BOIL!!” Waxer cried out.
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“Help me!!” Boil screamed out what could possibly be his last words.
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“I’m going in!” proclaimed Rojo.
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“SSSSSCCCCCRRRRREEEEEEECCCCCCCCHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!”
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“Rojo, behind you!” cried out Captain Bronze, though it was too late.
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“NO!!”
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“Get back, cannibals!” Bronze ordered, he held his blaster ready to open fire.
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But nothing was going to stop the hunger of the screeching individuals.
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“Troops, I think there isn’t any negotiation with these…things.” Zen stated, “Don’t shoot them, they could be sick and not know it.”
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Deeno put down his gun and grumbled, “It can wait, Deeno.”
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“Get out of the way!” Bigdaddy ordered, preparing his rotary gun, “These contagious people killed my brother, and the price for the that is death.”
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“Go, get out of here, I’ll slow them down.” Bigdaddy assured.
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“Do as the Clone says, he’ll catch up with us.” Zen ordered.
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“For my brother…”
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“FOR THE REPUBLIC!!!”
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“SSSSCCCRRRRREEEEEECCCCHHH!!!!”
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“Rojo, you’re alive?”
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“SCCRRRRREEEEEEEEEECCCCCHHHH!!!”
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“Nope, that ain’t Rojo.”
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“Wha-Bantha spit!”
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“No, no this can’t be happening, no!”
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“No, no, no, please no…”
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“PLEASSSSCCCCCRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
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