A Clone's Tale

This fanfiction is written by The Warrior Brothers.

Entry 1
We approached Korriban yesterday, and then they came. Fleets and fleets of Separatists. They shot my ARC-170 down. I'm writing this from a bunker near a Sith temple on Korriban. The Commander's calling us together now. Time to go.

Entry 2
We lost fifty men out of one hundred ten. The Separatists are marching at us, wave after wave. Our Jedi General is telling us to hold our ground. But he didn't mention reinforcements.

Entry 3
We hopped out of the trench near the bunker and at least twenty men out of sixty were shot and killed. We're all going to die. But our General's telling us to stand our ground.

Entry 4
The Separatists just keep coming. They've started sending tanks, too. We only have ten men left, including my Commander.

Entry 5
The Commander's dead. So are four others. Four men plus me are left. I confronted the General, told him we couldn't fight. He said that then we'd be committing treason against the Republic. So we kept fighting.

Entry 6
He left. The General's gone. He flew away in a starfighter just as we were going to be eliminated. Now I'm in a cell, waiting to be executed. The Jedi don't care about us. But that doesn't matter now.