ooc: no I didn't--so thanks. Not up on my ancient EU history.....it's not exactly school curriculum.
Verd sat down, and motioned for the others to do the same. "As you guessed, ma'am, I'm a clone. RC-1347, Galactic Army of the Republic. Former soldier of the Republic. My name is Verd Skirata. I was part of a Commando batch trained by Kal Skirata, on Kamino. He trained us, made us men. More importantly, he made us Mandalorians. He saved our souls, and probably our lives too.
Over five years ago, we were deployed to Geonosis--our first true battle. My pod brothers and I were sent to scout out an unexplored underground cavern, where a generator was. It was supposed to be lightly defended, due to the huge numbers of droids fighting topside. But when we got there, we ran into a lot more droids than expected. B-1s, SBD's--even the occasional destroyer. We were under heavy fire, the droids were advancing, and I was cut off from my brothers. I concentrating on the oncoming droids, and I didn't notice the group that had moved in to flank us. At the last second, one's foot hit a pebble, and I spun knowing even as I did that I was dead. They fired. I remember closing my eyes, thinking, "This is it. I'm dead." But nothing happened. I opened them, and watched as the fire from over 15 battle droids was deflected by a lightsaber. A Jedi landed in front of me, and all I could see was a solid sphere of light, his saber was moving so fast. When I later reviewed my battle cam, I had to slow time down to micro-seconds to actually see it. With his help, we pushed the droids back and destroyed the generator. He saved my life, and, more importantly, the lives of my brothers.
I worked with many Jedi over the years, on various mission and in numerous battles, and I never lost my respect for them. Neither did the rest of my squad. Their fairness and bravery, kindness and wisdom--these things are unequaled throughout the rest of the galaxy. My squad was always honored to work for them.
Then Order 66 arrived." Verd paused, and noticed the grief in the Kiffar's eyes. "When the order came, I was on Sullust, with several Jedi. There was a Master and his Padawan, and two Knights. Our squad was discussing tactics with the Jedi, when a group of about twelve troopers showed up. They raised their DC-15's fired. The Master and two Knights managed to block most of the shots, and were only injured. But the Padawan was killed instantly. My squad and I stepped between the troopers and the wounded Jedi, and I demanded to know what was going on. I knew it had to be Order 66, but I had to know for sure.
My fears were confirmed, and the clone Sergeant demanded that I step aside. I refused, and they opened fire. Our Katarn armor was strong enough to withstand the first few shots, but after the second volley we were knocked aside, and the Jedi were killed. We were all injured, and the sergeant told us we would be killed for insubordination. They fired again, but one of my brothers took the blasts for me. They were all dying, and they knew it. They rushed the troopers, taking even more fire, and managed to get close enough to land a few blows. One of them yelled for me to get out of there. I hesitated, but he looked back at me, and I knew that if I stayed, I would waste their sacrifice. Then a bolt penetrated his weakened armor. He fell, and at that moment, I fled for the first time in my life. A few bolts struck my back, but my armor held. At night, I was able to retrieve their armor tallies and a piece of their armor. I stole a ship, and left for Mandalore, where I knew I would get help.
Since then, Kal Skirata has adopted me, and I got my own armor and ship. I also swore to do whatever I could to harm the Empire, and when I heard it was hunting Jedi, and there were rumors of Jedi hiding on Taris, I came. And here I am. I owe Jedi my life, and I will always seek to help them.
But while I hate the Empire, I won't fight it directly. Its ranks are made up of clone troopers; they are my blood, and I can only hope that some see the evil they are serving and leave it. My brothers never fired a shot to defend themselves, and I never did and never will.
That is my story, and why I'm helping you."
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