It is the final months of the deadly Clone Wars. Several years ago the Senate created the Galactic Army to supplement the dwindling numbers of clone troopers. As the Separatist Army began losing ground to the Republic, the clone troopers and their Jedi Generals are called back from the Outer Rim to put down small rebellions on captured planets. With the clones being pulled back, the Galactic Army has sent to the Outer Rim to finish off the CIS. However, Galactic Army Commander Fendt has become suspicious about the origins of the war and Chancellor Palpatine. Commander Fendt has gathered members of Galactic Army command chain to discuss a plan of action in case Palpatine could be the suspected Sith Lord. Now Commander Logan Fendt makes plans to save the Jedi and the Republic in case of such an event...
0.2 years before the Great Schism. Edge of the Outer Rim.
A massive Republic Star Destroyer slowly steered its way through an asteroid field. Muffled thuds could heard inside the ship as small asteroids bounced off the armored hull. A man in a gray officer uniform was leaning over a holotable looking at an array charts and data readouts.
“Tell me how it doesn’t make sense. I need to hear it.” said the man.
An officer on the opposite side of the holotable looked at the charts and spoke, “I don’t see how it can be possible. Why would he stage an entire war?”
“Admiral Varon,” said the first man. “If you wanted to gain power in the easiest way possible without getting your hands dirty, that would be the best way.”
“Please explain the details a bit more Commander Fendt.’ said the Admiral.
“By creating a war and putting the Jedi on the front lines, they would die out quickly. As each planet is captured and occupied, the Republic becomes bigger and more powerful. With more resources at their disposal. With the chaos in the Senate he could gain emergency powers and take over the Senate” responded Logan.
“I see.” said Varon, “How could you possibly save the Jedi Order though?”
“Sergeant Ford of the Temple Security has been briefed on a defensive plan.” said Logan. “He is to have the Temple locked down and to have E-web cannons mounted on the upper outside levels of the Temple and by the main door. He will have heavy barricades set up at the top of the stairs along with three AT-TEs. A detachment of Marines will be sent down to help defend the Temple while the Jedi are evacuated to Scout class Cruisers waiting in dry dock.”
“Okay, but who are defending the Temple from?” asked Varon.
“Most likely the clones.” said Logan, “Their origin is shrouded in mystery, so much, that I think this war was set up. Anyways, I have come up with a set of plans that is called the Skyfall Contingency Plan, SCP for short. When or if the time comes SCP will be engaged with five steps. First, we spread the word of the current situation with all Galactic Army Officers ranked Major and higher. Secondly, Galactic Army forces will be tasked with rescuing any and all Republic Officers, Senators, and Jedi. Third, we must gather any and all intelligence on enemy forces so we can coordinate a proper defense and or offense. Forth, we must secure any military intelligence and property. This would give us a head start on our war against the turned Republic. Fifth, after all the previous steps are followed, all of our forces will meet up at a set of pre set coordinates. However you are to make several random micro jumps before going to the pre set coordinates. This is done to assure secrecy and safety.”
“When would we get these coordinates Commander?” asked Varon.
“The coordinates would be sent out from several Galactic Army listing posts after the turn of the clones is confirmed. However this message will be sent out only three times over the course of three days. One code a day.” answered Logan.
“And if we don’t get it?”
“You’re left behind.”
A clone trooper appeared in the back of the hologram and tapped Varon on the shoulder. “Sir, we have detected a group of CIS ships exiting hyperspace.”
“Thank you Soap,” said Varon. “I’ll be on the bridge in a few minutes I have to finish talking with Commander Fendt first.”
“Of course sir, sorry to bother you.” said Soap, before leaving view of the hologram.
“When would you expect this turning of the clones to happen?” asked Varon.
“With the massive amounts of Republic victories in the past couple months I would give it two months at the most.” said Logan.
Behind Logan,a Galactic Army Marine walked up and took off his helmet. He wore a slightly updated version of the Old Republic Havoc squad trooper armor. The Marine pulled a cigar out of his ammo belt and lit it. Varon looked at the Marine’s face on the hologram. He was a grumpy looking man with spark of anger in his eyes. He had a five o’clock shadow and a thinning hairline with a crew cut. He popped the cigar in his mouth and inhaled through the cigar and exhaled a few large puffs.
“Commander,” said the Marine. “You’re being requested to speak with General Skywalker about the air raid campaign on CIS bases.”
“Just a minute Sarge.” said Logan. “Do you understand my point now?”
“Yes Commander.” said Varon.
0.0 years Before the Great Schism. Mustufar.
Viro rounded a corner and motioned for the rest of his squad to move forward. As the squad of Special Operations clone troopers advanced towards their target Viro rounded another corner and stabbed a commando droid from behind with his Vibroblade. He gently laid the droid down on the floor. The blue light from his glowing visor dimly lit up the dark hallway.
“Commander, target is three clicks ahead of us. General Wilo will be waiting for us on the evacuation ship.”
“Right,” said Viro. “When we get to the conference room throw in a flash bang and then subdue with blaster fire.”
Viro motioned for the team to continue down the corridor to the conference room where all of the CIS leaders were. As the team approached the room, a clone pried the open slightly and Viro gently tossed a flash bang into the room. The room instantly lit up in a flash of blinding white light. The clone who was holding the door open quickly yanked it open and Viro and the rest of the squad entered the room and blasted the Separatist leaders. Viro slowly rotated around the room with his mini-cannon mowing down battle droids and CIS senators alike. As the last senator fell to the ground Viro he put it back in his backpack and made his way towards the bunker’s emergency exit with the rest of the squad. As they exited the hatch a gunship descended from above and kicked up some soot and ash from the volcanic ground. As it landed the doors on the side opened and a hooded Jedi motioned for the clones to step onboard. As the doors closed behind Viro heard a transmission came through on his helmet radio.
“Commander Viro,” said a voice. “The time has come, execute order 66.”
“It will be done my Lord.” Viro said himself, his helmet speaker shut off.
The other clones all looked at Viro and he nodded. Viro fired his blaster first and shot Jedi General Wilo in the back. The other clones fired their shots as Wilo fell to the floor of the gunship. One of the other clones opened the side doors and Viro rolled Wilo’s limp body out of the gunship with his boot and watched it fall to the ground where it landed in a stream of lava and disappeared in a blaze of fire.
The radio beside Logan blared to life. “This is Galactic Army Marine Division 334, clone troopers have began killing Marines and Jedi General Marcus is dead, we need reinforcements.”
Another broadcast came through the radio, “Mayday mayday, this is Galactic Army Spec Ops Unit 2239, clone troopers have begun killing the Jedi strike team and are killing Galactic Army forces, immediate evac requested!”
Another radio blared to life, “This is Galactic Army Patrol Fleet A-32, clone controlled ships have taken out our engines and life support! We need help!”
“This is Sergeant Ford of the Jedi temple Security Force, hostile clone forces have overrun the main doors of the temple! We are still evacuating Jedi and civilians, we need additional support now!”
0.0 years Before the Great Schism. Jakku.
Radio signal after radio signal began to overlap with panicked voices of soldiers and officers. Suddenly a long drawn out wailing air raid siren echoed throughout the base.
A marine grabbed Logan by the arm and pulled him out of the command post, “Commander, we need to leave now! We are tracking several Y-wing bombers and long range missiles moving towards the base at a rapid speed. We need to get you to your shuttle now!”
As Logan and the marine made a mad dash outside to the airfield, a missile exploded destroying several gunships loaded with cadets. Logan looked up at the sky and saw countless trails of smoke streaking across the sky towards the base. Behind him a squad of clone commandos entered the airfield and began killing Galactic Army forces. In front of Logan, his gunship began to take off and he jumped for it. His hands grabbed the gloved hand of a Marine who hauled him on board and stood him up. Logan watched as the airfield was bombarded by missile after missile. Soon the whole base was engulfed in flames. He watched as huge thick black columns of smoke rose into the sky. He stared down at the airfield and base and clenched his fists in anger as he saw all the bodies scattered across the ground. Dozens upon dozens of bodies belonging to Galactic Army forces were riddled with blaster bolt holes for a reason Logan could see as pure evil.