CC-1058 "Ramikad"

"Intelligence isn't respected as much as brawn." - CC-1058, Commander Ramikad Galaxywave.

History 32 BBY - 23 BBY
 A s part of an experimental clone batch designed specifically to hunt down Jedi and rouge Sith, CC-1058 - or more commonly referred to as Ramikad Galaxywave - excelled in training, which resulted in a premature promotion to Staff Sergeant. When creating the template, an unknown Force Sensitive "donated" a large midichlorian-filled sample for the process. During the first few stages of development, as the inhibitor chip was being placed into the embryos, an error occurred in the system which caused all but one of the clones to die before being released from their growth jars. Being the only survivor of this batch and the Kaminoans unsure of any defects with the design, CC-1058 was quickly placed into advanced training along with a Republic Commando squad. With his training advancing in Spec Ops and a larger demand for Navy troops, CC-1058, after finishing memorizing Mando'a from his trainer, was placed under a naval training unit code named Cadet Beta squad. Cadet Beta squad was a combination of highly advanced and intelligent clone troops, but kept secret until after the First Battle of Geonosis. From there, they were separated: CC-1058 appeared to be more advanced in Spec Ops than anticipated. As an excellent tool and weapon, 1058's programming wouldn't activate at the same time as the other clones (it was insisted that this would be programmed on a timer rather than a remote). He would betray the Jedi Order sooner than Order 66 would even be activated. However, this programming was flawed and rather than correcting the issue when he returned to Kamino after assisting in the Battle of Ringo Vinda while escorting a clone who suffered a damaged inhibitor chip, the Kaminoans chose to wait until after the Clone Wars to terminate 1058 remotely by inserting the programming while doing his routine check-up that all clones who were in contact with the ill one had to take. Fortunately, this would never happen due to many "incidents" which miraculously damaged only the remote termination programming, but nothing more.

Geonosis: Battle in the sand
Coming soon.

"ARC Troopers"
"Fighting a war tests a soldier's skills, defending his home tests a soldier's heart."

- Clone Wars Season 3 Ep.2

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Neutral space: Saving the Accumulator
"Even the ugliest of creations have beauty in them."

- Ramikad Galaxywave, referring to the Accumulator

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Coruscant: Dark Deeds
After returning to Coruscant for much needed rest, Ramikad, Caper, and Juley began to enter the barracks. As the clones took off their helmets, everyone sat down in different areas of the room. Juley heard her comlink click before he turned it on. To her surprise, a hologram of a Zygerrian came into her view. The message was barely audible, but Juley could hear it. "If you have time to waste, freedom to spend, then come to Zygerrian Empire's home planet for a relaxing-" Before the message could finish, Ram quickly looked over to the image and stood up, raising his arm, grabbed the communicator with the Force, and proceeded to crush it under his boot. He then did the same to Caper's and his own.

"I never knew he could be so... aggressive with his Force abilities," Juley said. Caper watched the clone leave the room before responding.

"Ram's never told you about his first mission, has he?" The Captain asked.

"I thought his first mission was during Geonosis," Juley replied.

"Geonosis was his first mission with the Jedi, but Zygerria was his first real mission," Caper explained. "Just a couple of years before any of the clones were ready to depart for Geonosis, Ram had been told to investigate a series of Jedi kidnappings. He was still pretty young, but unlike us, he really was combat-ready." Caper trailed off and lowered his head.

"So, what happened to him?" Juley questioned.

"I don't know. I was only able to get that much from his mission logs. It appears that Command and Ram don't want us to hear about it." Caper sighed. Ram soon came in, but with his communicator in shattered bits. He put the scrapped parts on a footlocker before sitting beside it.

"I overheard you guys from outside..." Ram muttered. "I think it's time I told you about my dark deeds as a cadet." T''he gunship had finally landed, with its new pilots still getting used to the controls. Ramikad had been tasked for this assignment at an age where most clones wouldn't dare accept or even be prepared for. Since his armor was still being created, Ram had disguised himself as a Mandalorian bounty hunter. His blue and orange armor refused to reflect the sun's light as he walked around the pits. People were crying, pleading, begging for mercy as he walked by. They knew by the look of his armor that he was a feared warrior. Ram always liked the thought of being a Mandalorian, but not by blood. Anyone could be Mandalorian by blood; it took a real guts and honor to be a real one. The moaning and screaming was unbearable. Things got so bad, when he passed the area with Twi'leks, they tried climbing up on top of one another to reach for his attention. It was certainly worse than he thought, but the mission came first: find the Jedi Padawans and escape. As he began to reach the main building, Two Zygerrian guards stopped him.''

''"I wish to see your finest slaves," Ram lied. "I have heard that a couple of Jedi are for sale." He took another step forward, but was stopped again.''

''"Then you've heard wrong. Only these slaves in the pits are for your purchase," one guard said. Ram shuffled a pile of credits in his hand, and the guards soon stepped back to allow him in. Before he could reach the second stair, one of the guards grabbed his arm and swung a punch to his helmet. Ram returned the favor by violently beating the guard. As he began to stand from the dead Zygerrian, several more guards began to surround him. Without any ranged weapons or tools, Ram took the vibroblades in and on his wrists and began to cut down the slavers. To his dismay, the third one of the supposed ten had tripped him into an empty pit. The slavers let out a sinister laugh as they went back to their posts. Ram beat his blades on the wall, tearing small chunks of rock from the wall before reaching an area where nothing could be torn off. He suddenly remembered that he had a jetpack on and immediately began to activate it. As it started up, the pack zapped furiously. Smoke bellowed from the exhausts as Ram detached from it and ducked from the imminent explosion. He sat in a corner once it was clear and chose not to face anyone for as long as he was here.''

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"Darkness on Umbara"
"The first step towards loyalty is trust."

- Clone Wars Season 4 Ep.7

'''War in the Expansion Region. As the Separatist tighten their grip over vital but isolated supply routes, the Republic launches a lightning strike into a remote Ghost Nebula to control the strategic system of Umbara. Republic forces smash through the Separatist blockade in an effort to claim the shadowy world...'''

 T he planet was a nightmare waiting to strike Ramikad with it's darkness. Umbara, now taking arms against the Republic, was the next target for the 212th and 501st. Standing along beside ARC trooper Fives, Ram felt his excitement swell up inside his head. They weren't going to be blasting droids for a while, so this would be a good change of pace for him. After focusing on what the mission would entail for the 501st from both Kenobi and Skywalker, Ram soon heard Captain Rex give the order to load into the gunships. "All right, let go!" he said to the troopers. As they entered the ship, Ram found that he was one of the few who wasn't with Rex's personal unit. Either way, they were ending up at the same place. The doors to the shadowed planet soon opened and the LAAT's were now on their way to the battlefield. Several blasts of green light swooped past the attacking ships as they drew closer to the surface. "There's a lot of surface fire," Rex said to Skywalker. "They ain't got nothing we can't handle, sir," Hardcase remarked. Just then, the troopers and Jedi all turned around in time to see one of the LAAT's sustain a shot that knocked it right out of the sky. Irony or just pure misfortune was toying with them at that very moment. "You hangin' in there, Tup?" Rex said to one of the troopers who was gripping the handles with both hands and looked severely frightened. "So far, so good, Captain," Tup responded. The rest of the men were preparing themselves for landing as Hawk, their pilot, said uneasily to the Jedi,"General Skywalker, I'm turning the lights out. Our night vision sensors are having a tough time in this chop. I hope we don't overshoot the landing site." Skywalker quickly tried to reassure the pilot of his abilities. "Just get us as close as you can," the general said. The sound of blasters firing at their continual rate emphasized everything Ram heard in the small ship. "Time to lock and load," Hardcase said joyfully as the ARF trooper in the rear of the gunship began to mount his AT-RT. The ground was now just barely visible, but still noticeable as the gunship drew closer to it, but refused to land. Suddenly, the rear hatch opened and the trooper on his AT-RT jumped backwards out of the gunship. Ram watched all the other LAAT's dropped out the small mounted walkers to the fog-covered ground. Then, the hatches closed just after the walkers had parted. He was soon shocked and stunned when he saw the weapons that the enemy possessed. Several tanks firing large amounts of electricity - or whatever it was - along with the alien species that Ram inferred had created them were now destroying the large mass of AT-RT's heading towards them. It didn't take long for a couple of the small walkers to penetrate the defenses and destroy one of the menacing tanks. The battle on the surface had finally started and the LAAT's were no landing to deploy the troops. The men were blood-thirsty and began to give humorous, but motivational remarks to press the attack. Some of them, Ram listened to, but the others were cut short with screams as the first casualties for the 501st were made. "Go, go, go!" "Give it to 'em!" "Go, go, go, go, go, go!" "Take 'em out! Take 'am all--" "That's the stuff. That's the stuff--" "Incoming!" "That's it!" "Let's go! Let's--" "Right on!" Ram watched as the gunships left the troopers to the battle as he returned fire towards the Umbarans. Staying close to the general and the majority of troops, Ram heard Rex order,"Keep movin'. We've got to claim that ridge. The other battalions are counting on us." The rest of the Umbarans - and what Ram thought to be the last of those tanks - appeared to be holding out on the hill. "Don't stray to far. The enemy could have the whole place rigged with traps," Skywalker said to his men. Tup, still new to the war, replied with,"I can't even see the enemy!" Jesse tried to provide Tup with the fact that they were named from this. "That's why they're called the Shadow People, Tup," he said to the clone. Soon, an enemy fight bombed several of the men, forcing Rex to call in another command,"Everybody, take cover!" However, Ram refused to follow orders and continued to press forward in the open - which he usually did anyways. He stayed near the captain and general while Hardcase, Fives, Jesse, and a few other troopers stayed behind for a minute. The battle was fueling Ram's adrenaline as they finally cleared the enemy's ridge.

 W aiting around in the trenches was what Ramikad preferred to as "resting". It was nice and somewhat quiet with the occasional explosions in the distance. Everything was calm now. The men were exhausted already, but this was only the beginning. Ram felt something almost warning him of something behind them. He ignored the feeling and continued to relax with his brothers. He sat and watched a trooper taking arms and aiming into the void of darkness with several others. He felt like he should be useful in doing the same, but remained seated with Fives who also had his helmet off, but with a blaster in his hand. The general and captain were just beside Ram as Skywalker watched the battle in the distance. "General Kenobi's battalion, sir?" Rex said. "They're pushing towards the Capitol. We'll need to move out as soon as the men are ready," the Jedi replied as a trooper soon dashed in and stood at attention with his helmet in his arms. "All platoons have reported in, General," Dogma said, still at attention. "Get some rest," Skywalker suggested. "Thank you, sir. I'm fine," Dogma replied. Ram like how this trooper was handling the battle: loyal and strong, something rare you'd find. "The General's giving you an order, Dogma," Rex said to him. "Of course, sir," the trooper said before running off once more. Even while the trooper was still in hearing range, Rex tried to explain,"He's wound tight, but he's loyal." Skywalker chuckled as he continued watching the battle. "He kind of reminds me of you." Rex returned to the general's side. "Maybe... back in the day," he replied. Ram's sense of feeling the whatever it was behind soon grew to where he just couldn't ignore it any longer. He checked behind him and saw nothing. With his head throbbing with the pain, he just kept telling his mind that there was nothing to worry about. Suddenly, Ram heard the cry of a dead trooper. He quickly looked again to see and hear the others firing at their feet. "What is that?" "Look out!" As they were trying to kill the new sabotaging device, the Umbarans had returned and began blasting the men. "Ambush! They're behind us!" one of the walker divers said as he climbed his AT-RT and was shot dead just before it was fully activated. The device was still loose as it zapped and killed another trooper. "The enemy's circled behind us. Everybody, we must defend our backs!" Fives yelled to the men as he, Rex, Ram, and Skywalker leaped over to the second trench. As the device killed another soldier, the general used his lightsaber to finally rid the men of it. "I've called an air strike on the enemy positions," Rex reported. "Let's hope they're not too busy helping Obi-Wan," Skywalker said to his captain. "There's an opening to our south. I recommend we move all platoons off the ridge in case the air strike overshoots," Rex suggested. "Good thinking, Rex. Everyone, move out now!" the Jedi said as Ram followed both the captain and general as they hopped over the trenches and down the hill. A walker suddenly exploded next to him as he continued on. Fives quickly joined the group along with a few others as they all slid down the ridge. When they were finally clear of the enemy's fire, the entire battalion took cover behind the many plants that grew around them. "All here, sir," Rex said to the general. "Stay covered! We have to hold the position," Skywalker said. "Are you sure those bombers are coming?" Tup asked Jesse who was crouching next to him. Silence - or at least only the sound of the Umbaran blasters - surrounded them all in the darkness. Just then, the sound of Y-wing engines zooming in broke it all. Ram watched the two bombers destroy everything on the hill in a fiery ball of light. "Good old Odd Ball, always on target," Jesse said to his stunned partner, Tup. Rex and Skywalker finally left from behind the vegetation. "Glad we got off that ridge," the general said. "Yeah," the captain responded. "Ha! That'll teach 'em," Hardcase remarked as the rest of the troopers joined Rex and Skywalker. Ram was now excited once more as the men began to socialize in the field full of darkness.

More coming soon..

"The General"
"The path of ignorance is guided by fear."

- Clone Wars Season 4 Ep.8

Coming soon.

"Carnage of Krell"
"Our actions define our legacy."

- Clone Wars Season 4 Ep.10

Coming soon.

Carlac: Negotiations
To be repaired.

Mandalore: Homecoming
Coming soon.

Dantooine: Defenseless
Ramikad began to limp towards the infirmary dragging his right leg while his left arm dangled from his side. He was in poor condition; several cuts, burns and scrapes covered his body. Holes were clearly visible in his jumpsuit, and many pieces of his armor were damaged or missing. His left eye was swollen shut with a violet color circling it. As he entered the doors, the medical droid rushed to his aid, grabbing his falling body and carrying it to the nearest bed. Ram looked with his one good eye and saw several other clones moan with their injuries. The droid jabbed a needle into his limp arm, and Ram winced in pain. The droid looked up at him, but Ram just let out a sad smile. "Thanks, Doc," Ram said. "Take care, sir," the droid responded. Ram let out a sigh. The base was on full lock-down after the explosion had created the chaos. Another injured trooper, one who had lost his legs in the explosion, looked over at Ram. "Hey, you're the commander here," the trooper said. Ram nodded as he tried removing his armor and suit.

"How bad did you get hit?" the trooper asked as the medical droid began attaching cybernetic leg replacements. "Oh, not too bad. Just a little banged up is all," Ram said as he looked at the huge burns covering his skin.

"That doesn't look any better than what I got," another clone said as he held up a cybernetic hand. Ram and the other two clones were the only ones conscious ones.

"So, what's your numbers, ranks, and unit designations?" Ram asked the two clones.

"I'm Senn, that over there is Maz," the clone with the cybernetic hand pointing at Maz.

"We're from the six thirty-third, my number is see-tee seventeen fifty-nine and Senn's is eighteen sixty-one," Maz added. Ram nodded and smiled at the two as he let sleep take over.

Ryloth: Unlikely Alliance
Ramikad already knew of the pirate Kai Bauer and his conquest against the Republic and Separatists. Though once a Jedi and mentor to one of his adopted children, Juley, he betrayed the Order and pursued the creation of an army of pirates, mercenaries, and whoever else would join him. Many clones who defected had built most of his military, but something disturbed Ram, as if some sort of strange feeling was trying to tell him that something was out of place. Even more odd, the Jedi Council felt it as well. Ram was ordered to infiltrate Kai's main headquarters to gain intel and eliminate whatever he deemed necessary with another person who was Force-sensitive. Unfortunately, Wedge was busy with a "situation" in his home village on Dantooine, so Ram was stuck with the Jedi Padawan Juley. A briefing wasn't given since this wasn't a military event, nor was it put on Jedi record in fear that it might inspire others to follow the Dark Side. Ram sighed as he boarded the shuttle with his helmet in his hand. The Republic commando design was always used on ground assaults for the 374th, but his was marked with a white skull and was completely black; the navy design was nothing like it. The shuttle was a simple Republic cargo ship for medical supplies. This would be the first time they would be able to use Republic ships to enter a hostile base. As the commander sat waiting for his Jedi companion to finally arrive, he studied the white scratches on the armor with care, taking each into deep thought. Just then, Juley arrived and the ramp shut behind her.

"Sorry I'm late, Ram," she said. Ram rolled his eyes in disgust. He never appreciated her, which he already knew, but still couldn't care less about. "Ram, please, try to forgive me."

"Why should I? All of my short life, I've been put to a struggle because of you. You always seem to have it out for me. Why should I suffer from your doings?" Ram's words shot out like the blasts from his Z-6. Juley was stunned for a while as the engines roared around them.

"Look, I'm sorry for what I did, really I am. But you know as well as me that you've become stronger than you would have if I had not been around," Juley replied.

"I-I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have raised my voice. It's wrong to blame you for things that couldn't be stopped. So, your father?"

"He adopted me when I was five. I had just learned to move a stone with the Force. He taught me almost everything I know. To me, Kai was a father. Not by blood, but by heart. I only wish he was still with our cause."

"Well, my father was decapitated before I even met him. He probably knew me though," Ram joked,"What about your mother?"

"Never knew her or my biological father. What about you? Do the Kaminoans need a female donor to make you?"

"I have theories on who my mother is, but everyone else doesn't have one. I was created to hunt Force-users who opposed the Republic and they used someone's DNA to do so," Ram explained. The rest of the trip was spent in utter silence, with the occasional sigh or cough from either of the two. Ram grabbed a Jedi robe from the footlocker and kept it on his lap. At last the ramp descended and both of them left the musky shuttle as it took off behind them. The fort was poorly built, but was clearly well secured with turrets at ever door and corner. As they came to the main door, Ram put on his cloak and looked at what was behind the wooden planks that separated them from the enemy. The door opened and Ram pulled over his hood. Juley did the same as they were led to a temple carved in the mountain side. Ram looked over to Juley and gave a nod to her. She then held up her hand and waved it in front of the escorts saying,"You will leave this place to live in peace." The guards then replied,"We will leave this place to live in peace," and walked away. The temple was large and it appeared that a fair sized group in hoods and robes had gathered below a pedestal with a chair on top. Everyone was chattering until the sight of Kai Bauer silenced them.

"Children of all that is peace, stand before me and claim yourselves as warriors for a new organization," Kai began. Ram discreetly shook his head in disappointment. Juley leaned next to him. "He's really lost it hasn't he?" she whispered. Ram nodded as Kai sat in his throne.

"You have all come to me to serve in a military that will restore order to the galaxy. Each of you will undergo several challenges to place yourself as a master or an apprentice. But first, I wish to hear how each of you came to be before me now." Kai then pointed to a man who looked scared half to death.

"M-me? I-I come from good town on Hutta. I trade-" Suddenly, the man fell down dead in the middle of his sentence from the lightning shooting from Kai's fingers. He then pointed to Juley, who clasped Ram's hands as if to show a relationship between them. "We were once Jedi, but now we see the error of our ways. As wife and... husband, we defy the Jedi code and seek power and revenge," she said, almost in an Imperial accent from the Sith Empire. Kai smiled and stopped pointing. As he began glorifying himself and his military again, Ram looked back to Juley. "Why in haran did you do that? He's going to suspect something now." They spoke in a whisper, trying to not gain attention.

"You're going to have to trust me now. Whether you agree with me or not." Juley was confident, Ram could tell from the feeling of pride emanating from her. Ram nodded for the umpteenth time and adjusted his hood. For better or worse, they were now the acolytes of a dark lord.

More coming soon.

Honor and Heroism
 B y showing he was a great soldier in many battles, Ramikad Galaxywave was recognized for his valor more than bravery with the construction of one of his last ships coming to an end. A total of one command ship, two frigates, and five escorts were all that were constructed. However, only one ship from each of the three classes were noted as "important". The rest were kept as a spare fleet for the clone and his crews. With a grand reputation developing with many clone divisions, Captain Rex (CT-7567) requested that his men revised their armor designs to resemble Ramikad, on account of the ARC being reported MIA days before the battle on Cato Nemoida only to return minutes before the assault. After the battle on Anaxes, the trooper version of Ramikad's design was scrapped entirely and replaced with one that had a green visor and a blue stripe similar to the standard 501st trooper. Though it felt short lived, the idea of honoring him made Ramikad smile for the first time in a while.

"Sabotage"
"Sometimes even the smallest doubt can shake the greatest belief."

- Clone Wars Season 5 Ep.17

The gunships were off in a flash. Cato Nemoida, a Separatist powerhouse according to Ramikad, was under an assault by the 501st with the Naval reserves of the 374th standing by for assistance. Ramikad had just returned from Kai's temple, and it seemed that only he and Juley were notified of their mission. Many troopers wore marks that closely resembled his own. They were equipped with jet packs and DC-15 carbines, which Ram found odd considering their attack was primarily focused on large transport ships. The LAAT rocked from side to side, causing a few troopers to lose balance.

"Captain, we're taking quite a bit of fire over here," Ram said through his comlink to another gunship.

"Commander Tano and General Skywalker's squadron is taking care of them," Rex replied. Suddenly, Ram felt a headache form in the back of his head...

More coming soon.

"The Jedi Who Knew Too Much"
"Courage begins by trusting one's self."

- Clone Wars Season 5 Ep.18

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Rhen Varr: Battle of the Harbors
"Heroes have great honor. But legends live on."

- Ramikad Galaxywave

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"The Unknown"
"The truth about yourself is always the hardest to accept."

- Clone Wars Season 6 Ep.1

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Voss: Truths
"Deception and betrayal are only seeds that will sprout into a plant of truths."

- Wedge Fractalbreak

Coming soon.

"Orders"
"The popular belief isn't always the correct one."

- Clone Wars Season 6 Ep.4

 7 9's was crowded now with the 501st back from Ringo Vinda. Ramikad never really liked the clone bar: he found it to be discriminating against troopers. But today he wasn't looking for enjoyment or fun. Now he was looking for a fugitive who obtained classified information. This was intended to be easier than once thought since the clone had unique facial hair and a number 5 tattoo on his head. The other troopers began to hop out of the police gunship and Ram happened to be leading them by the way they all exited. "Fan out, and check IDs," he commanded. With that being said, the men all began to walk into the bar. Ram was the first to start questioning the clones. "Identification, please," he asked a trooper near the front doors who hesitated before Ram corrected himself. "Have you seen this clone?" The trooper looked at the image curiously. "Uh, no, sir. I haven't seen him." "All right. Move along." Ram continued his search by moving to the left of the doors. He found someone sitting at the bar stand who could be the trooper. "Identification, please." Ram suddenly stopped and followed a group of troopers to the speeder pad. After a quick ID check, Ram was losing hope. "All right, you guys check out. Move along." Suddenly, he looked over to see a clone mounting a speeder and taking off. Quickly, Ram activated the probes from the gunship to spread out over the city to begin a wider search while he and the rest of the troopers returned to the Senate building. As soon as he arrived, Ram saw the Chancellor and Commander Fox gathered with the rest of the Shock troopers. Palpatine was staring out of his window while Fox was impatiently waiting for something to occur. His wrist communications beeped. "Sir, the fugitive clone has been spotted by one of our probes in sector I-nine," Fox reported. Palpatine still gazed outside. Ram couldn't tell if it was sunrise or sunset. Nevertheless, he knew they were ready to move out.

T he gunship was launched immediately after the probe reported the fugitive clone. Commander Fox and his men were all crammed inside to bring the clone into custody or whatever the Chancellor had ordered. The underworld was a great place to hide, and Ramikad thought of how hard it would be to locate the clone if the probe hadn't followed him. "We're closing in on the target. Everyone get ready," the commander said to the men. All of the men raised their blasters to show they were indeed set. Fox lead the men inside the warehouse door - which was conveniently open to allow a single-file line of troops to enter. The group filed in quickly and quietly as they turned around a corner to see what the clone was doing and saying. "You have gone too far, Fives. The Chancellor isn't capable of what you claim," Anakin was saying. Fox had the side of his helmet leaded against the large crate which was hiding them all. "He is!" the clone responded. Fox nodded for the men to advance behind him. "I swear to you General. you have no idea--" "Stand down soldier. Stand down. get on your knees!" Fox ordered. "No! No! No! Stay back!" the clone said as his head turned towards two blaster pistols on the crate next to him. "Don't do it! Don't do it, soldier!" Fox warned. "Get away from me!" the trooper said as he finally reached for the blasters, but in a slow and less graceful move than normal. "Fives, no!" Rex yelled. The commander fired a single bolt, and Ram saw as it hit the fugitive in the chest. The blaster that was in the renegade clone's hand was now dropped as he stared at the hole in his armor. He was gasping for air as he fell to the ground with Rex repeating,"Fives! Fives! Fives..." Ram felt bad about the action committed, despite that he didn't even fire. "Get this ray shield off!" Skywalker ordered. Ram instinctively raised his blaster and fired the source of the shield. It quickly collapsed as Rex ran over to the dying clone. "Fives. Brother..." he said. "Call for help! We need a medic!" Ram began to step forward, but stopped knowing that he shouldn't. "Rex..." Fives gasped.

"Fives..." Rex responded.

"This... it's bigger than any of us... than anything I could have imagined. I-I never meant to... I only wanted to do my duty." Fives was now gasping for air again as he began to lean back in Rex's arms.

"Brother... Fives. Stay with me, Fives! Fives!"

"The mission... the nightmares... They're... finally over." Fives' breath and voice was fading away as his eyes closed and head fell back.

"Fives? No, Fives. Come on, Fives, don't go! Stay with me. Stay with me. Fives! Fives! Don't go. No. Oh, no." Rex was now mourning the clone while the body was hanging in his arms. Ram was the first to slide his helmet off his head and show a grim expression. The other troopers followed his example and together they surrounded the captain, Anakin, and Fives. The trooper earned this much.

Umbara: Diplomacy
"There can be things in which I could forgive... but my trust and faith are now lost in darkness from your actions."

- Ramikad Galaxywave to Juley Skywalker during her interrogation

'''Fugitive eliminated. After the death of a clone who had been accused of crime, Ramikad Galaxywave now roams the streets of Coruscant, desperate to forget the horrifying scene...'''

 C oruscant hadn't changed since Ramikad had last been on the planet. In fact, it looked exactly the way it was before. He suddenly felt someone's presence: innocent, caring, and loyal. It took a long time before he could remember someone like that. He looked off into the distance towards the direction of the emanating presence on one of the sky-rises. Using macrobinoculars, Ram looked at three female Mandalorians in red armor observing the civilians passing by. He smiled at the one in the center as he made the quickest way possible to reach them. Cin'ciri, the girl he met on Carlac, had returned.

" C in'ciri, it's good to see you alive and well," Ramikad said. She turned towards him as her other friends did so, taking aim at Ram. Cin'ciri smiled and motioned for the others to not attack. "Cyar'ika, it's good to see you too," she replied. It appeared that she was straying from the Mandalorian language in order to communicate better with Ram. He was impressed with how much she had matured over the span of only a year. Seeing her once more was what Ram needed after dealing with a horrifying experience. The terrifying image of a dying clone grasped by his captain was now forever haunting his mind. Cin'ciri was the only one who could make things like that vanish from someone's mind easily, at least to Ram. As the other two Mandos left, Ram and Cin'ciri - both with their helmets on now - suddenly tapped each others foreheads. A Keldabe kiss. They soon stopped and slid off their helmets in a synchronized manner. Out of nowhere, both leaned forward, closed their eyes, and felt each others lips press against their own. Cin'ciri and Ram stepped back in shock, which soon turned into embarrassment as the setting sun began reducing their visibility. "I-I don't know w-what came over me," Cin'ciri said sadly. Ram couldn't help but smile and respond to her softly. "I think we both know what happened," Ram replied. They soon returned to an apartment room which seemed to be owned by Cin'ciri. "I should probably mention that I'm spying on the Republic," she said to him. Ram stared impolitely at her in disbelief. He suddenly knew it was true by the look in her eyes. "What's your cover name?" he asked. She returned a stare at him for a while. "I guess it would be... Maria? Yes, Maria Gale," she said aloud. Ram tried holding back a laugh, but when Cin'ciri turned and looked at him with a crossed face, he quickly retracted a smile and looked back down at his helmet. "I guess I've got to get you into a Republic base then?" Ramikad said to her while cleaning the helmet. She looked confused for a second. "No, I need to borrow one of your friends on a trip to Umbara," Cin'ciri said as she slid on her helmet. " W hy exactly do you need someone to go with you on Umbara?" Ramikad questioned. Cin'ciri had explained her hunt on a Trandoshan camp to the west of the airbase the Republic captured during the battle. Ram began to wonder why she didn't want him to go with her. But Cin'ciri was stubborn, atin. She wouldn't tell him even if his life depended on it. Regardless, Ram was curious as to who she would 'borrow' since she wanted to choose for herself. "Before you set out," he began,"I just want you to know that I can't help you once they find out." Cin'ciri had explained - strangely in great detail - that she would basically use one of the Republic's officers to infiltrate the base and eliminate the leader to collect a bounty. Unfortunately, she warned that if she killed her partner, the reason would be justified since he or she wouldn't know of the task until it occurred. The betrayal was smart, but reckless as well. The door closed behind him as Ram left the apartment and made his way back to the Headquarters. Surely, Caper would be able to brief him on recent events. Caper had been stuck on Coruscant for a couple weeks now, and he looked like he was tired of it already. For the same reason as Ram, the captain was in the city to manage and file several of reports. However, Ram was called into service multiple times while he was filing reports and had to request Caper to complete them. His duties were cut short now and he had time to rest after the clone incident just recently. Ram's mind still couldn't get it out of his head. What did the clone mean by mission and nightmares? Caper was at the front desk filing the last of the reports and putting them in a large stack of datapads. "Last one," Caper said as Ram passed. Ram acknowledged with a nod and went to the back room where he tried finding a certain report. It took a few minutes and he was sure Caper would investigate, but eventually, Ram found it before then. The document was of his clone embryo batch; code-named Project Kyr'amud. The translation was now clear to him: his clone unit was bred to become elite assassins and "killers" who would hunt down Force-users. Unfortunately, the program was ordered to be terminated by commands from someone named Darth Tyranus. This man was clearly a Sith, but why would he try to help the aid of the Republic during its creation? Something just didn't add up. "You alright back there?" Caper asked Ram as he tried to collect his thoughts. "Y-Yeah, I-I'm fine," Ram stuttered. Somehow, everything he knew was coming back to him. Yes, the deaths of his brothers, the implanting of an organic chip, the suffering. It was all painfully eating him. He had to sleep on this matter.

More coming soon.

Coruscant: Deception
"One who has envy towards another will lose who they truely are."

- Captain Caper

'''Leaked information. As the war continues to press on in the Outer Rim territories, Ramikad Galaxywave has discovered that a Separatist spy has sent Republic data from Coruscant to the enemy. While revenge still boils in Ramikad's blood after the death of Cin'ciri, he must pair with Juley Skywalker and Captain Caper to track down the suspect...'''

 A s the three interrogators walked towards the restaurant, Ramikad Galaxywave lifted off his helmet - which he would rarely do in public. "It's kind of nice being able to walk around the city," he began to say to Caper. "Yeah, the lights, the buildings. You don't always get to see this sort of thing in a war," the captain responded. Juley had been behind them the entire trip and was being ignored for what she did. "Caper, you want to grab a bite to eat? It's on me," Ramikad asked. Caper nodded and slid off his helmet as they entered. The group sat down in a booth in the far corner and awaited patiently for waitress droid. They all seemed to notice quickly that the place wasn't busy. In fact, the only people there were the Ithorian bartender, them, a sullestian, two gothals, and a woman with long black hair with red streaks and purple Mandalorian armor. Juley rolled her eyes at the sight of the woman as she scowled,"Ugh. Who would have guessed that the spy was Mandalorian..." Ramikad and Caper ignored her rude comment as the droid set out three plates.

"Excuse me, but we only ordered two plates," Ramikad told the droid. Ignoring him, the droid left and went back to another table.

"Ram, I know I did the wrong thing, but please, can you at least pretend that I exist?" Juley said. Ramikad turned his body away from her. Caper though, wasn't too upset with his Jedi commander since he wasn't greatly effected. "Juley, you have to realize that Ram had something almost as good as what you and Wedge have. But you took that from him. Is he wrong for treating you poorly? Yes. But in all honesty, you probably deserve it." Ramikad had heard enough of his own group and so he stood from the booth and walked over to the Mando girl. Juley watched with curiosity as Caper began to cut and shape a piece of wood with the vibroblade in his glove. Ramikad and the woman appeared to be laughing having fun. "Caper," Juley said to her uninterested captain,"I think Ram is... flirting with her." Caper chuckled. "Ha! And you're jealous!" the captain laughed. Juley looked at him and raised an eyebrow carefully.

"You're mad because he can have a better relationship than you eve could. That's why you ruined it between him and Cin'ciri. I'm sure Wedge would agree with me on this, but don't try to destroy this," he told her.

"Since when did you become an expert on love?"

"And when did you become an expert at ruining it?" Caper looked over to Ramikad who was now returning with a small sheet of flimsi with letters and numbers written in Mandoscript. He sat down and finished what was left on his plate and then waited for Caper to finish his. Juley pushed her plate out as if she were disgusted by it and had her head propped up in her arm on the table. "So what did the spy tell you over there?" Juley asked. For the first time in weeks, Ramikad spoke to her. "None of your concern, di'kut," he said to her. Caper suddenly stopped while he was in the middle of chewing and his eyes widened in surprise. Ramikad had always shown respect to the Chain of Command, but insulting a Jedi general was beyond him. As the table was in complete silence, Caper finally swallowed his portion. After he finished, Ramikad left the table again but this time, he left the restaurant while leaving a handful of credits on the table as he did so.

 B eyond his bunk, Ramikad had spotted the shuttle ticket in which he had received from the accused 'spy'. He could feel all of his hate and anger direct towards Juley. She had done the wrong thing and didn't even care. Ramikad soon began to remember of the time when she assembled a team to take down his experimental weapon. That defeat was easily forgotten, but after Juley's actions in ruining a once great relationship, he vowed revenge. The woman he met in the restaurant called herself Aruetyc, which was translated to traitorous. Ramikad would be careful when he rendezvoused with her. Just then, he heard a knock on his door. "Come in," he said. Caper and Wedge entered with annoyed faces.

"What happened back there?" Caper asked.

"Juley has made mistakes before, but why curse? Why treat her like an animal?" Wedge questioned.

"Because she deserved it all. She wants to act like and animal so I'll treat her like one," Ramikad snapped. Caper and Wedge looked at each other and nodded. They turned back to the door and left. After equipping his Mandalorian armor and storing his Republic gear, Ramikad grabbed the ticket and left the barracks for the shuttle pad. He would soon see if what he believed was true: that Aruetyc had shared the same feelings as he did. Although it was easy to slip out of the barracks and lie about going to look around the city, Ramikad had difficulties trying to find the way to the pad. There were dozens of bridges and streets, but only one led to the shuttle. After finally reaching the shuttle, Ramikad spotted her. Aruetyc had her helmet on and she ran up to hug him. Strangely, no one had cared to look. She began to whisper something in his ear. "Once we get aboard, I need you to keep a hold on this datapad," she said as she gave him the device. Ramikad took it and nodded. He was still shy around people, but this had been the first time he had made the first impression. The line began to disappear as he and Aruetyc got on and sat together in a seat.

"Please fasten your restraints as we prepare to exit the atmosphere," the droid pilot said. Everyone acknowledged with the sound of dozens of clicks from the secured harness. Ramikad felt Aruetyc put her hand on his. "Relax, this is the calm part," she assured. Ramikad knew what she really meant: this would be last time in weeks where he could rest. He chose to use it wisely buy dozing off and letting sleep take over.

More coming soon.

Kamino: Clone dissection
Ram's head was pulsing as if he had read the complete Republic databank. It caused him too much pain to enjoy the company of his friends, and all he did was complain about it. Juley had finally lost her patience.

"Look," Juley told him,"if it hurts that bad, go to the infirmary." Ram frowned and shook his head.

"They're just as crazy as the Separatists," he said. Juley looked at Caper, who was just as confused as she was.

"Ner vod," Caper assured,"they will help you get better, alright?" Ram shook his head again, but more violently as if he was trying to make it fall off his body.

"Nuh uh, I ain't gonna go to some spies," Ram said.

"Ram, you're being paranoid and... Never mind. Caper, I think it's time to get him some help ourselves," Juley said. The Captain nodded and they both left Ram alone. While the room was empty, Ram felt the pain begin to spread. Eventually, it hurt so bad, he didn't even remember trying to injure himself to forget the suffering. His arm seemed to be fractured, according to the medical droid. As Ram was monitored by Caper, Captain Rex and Commander Cody entered the room and motioned for Caper to leave. The clone officers studied the clone and took note of his injury on his upper arm.

"So, what do you feel right now?" Cody asked the shivering clone. Ram shook on his cot. He felt as if he had been injected with painkillers and several different stims.

"I feel cold... and pain," he responded. Cody just looked at Rex for help, but the Captain just stood there.

"Do you think we need to get the General in here?" Rex finally asked the commander. Cody nodded and began to leave for the doors. But Ram quickly spun his head in Cody's direction and leaped onto him, violently swinging his fists. Cody began to attempt blocking the blows, but failing for most. Rex sprung into action and grabbed Ram in a choke-hold.

"Go get General Kenobi!" Rex shouted to his injured comrade. Cody, with a bloody nose and lip, nodded and tried to limp away. Rex noticed that Ram had taken blows as well and suffered a few cuts on his head and a bloody nose too. As Obi-wan entered, Rex released Ram, who fell to the ground suddenly.

"Captain, can you explain what happened?" the Jedi said.

"No sir. He just attacked after we suggested to call you in here," Cody said.

"Hmm, this wouldn't be the first time we've had someone turn on us unwillingly," Rex pondered.

"Then we're agreed to take him back to Kamino then?" Obi-wan said. The other clones nodded and put binders on the stunned clone on the ground. They put him on a stretcher and carried him out of the barracks. "What? W-what happened?" Ramikad asked his interrogators on the flight home. He sometimes regarded Kamino as home or a planet he had never explored. As he looked up, a clone officer, whom he had never seen before lifted off his black and orange helmet to reveal his gray buzz-cut hair and short whiskers on his chin like Ram, but he was certainly much older by the looks of the wrinkles. Cody had chosen not to assist in the escort, but Rex was there to ensure that Ram didn't cause more trouble.

"Wasp," the Captain said,"I need you to deliver Ram. I need to rendezvous with General Skywalker as soon as we land."

"Affirmative, sir," Wasp responded. His menacing orange and black armor pierced Ram's soul and shocked fear through his heart. Indeed, it was menacing and had the same BARC trooper visor as his own, but the colors of his armor made him all the more threatening. As the shuttle landed and the hatch opened, Wasp and one of his soldiers - wearing the same colors, paulderon, and kama, but an entirely different design on the standard trooper armor - put on their helmets and began to carry Ram through the rain. Wasp had clearly hated coming back here, but his trooper seemed glad to return. As they entered the white and gray halls, Wasp took off his helmet and motioned for the Swarm Company trooper to leave. With a proper and well-executed salute, the soldier began to return back to the ship with Rex. Ram's armor was still on him, but his helmet was only by his side. He couldn't get the feeling of trying to not put it on. Soon, a Kaminoan, who Ram knew all too well entered their sights.

"Nala Se," Wasp said, but almost to an extent of where it could be an insult. "We have brought the clone who has had the... breakdown. I sure hope it's not that parasite again."

"So do I, Captain," the Kaminoan said as she guided Wasp and Ram into a room filled with odd technology. Ram flinched at the sight of several large cutting devices near the operating table. Ram took his last remaining energy to get himself on the operating table. Before he could see Wasp leave, Ram felt something injected into his arm. His vision blurred and he felt nauseous. As soon as he tried to lean forward, Ram fell back and became unconscious.

With his little "incident" with Cody and Rex, Ramikad was beginning to feel regret for something he had no control over. How was it his fault for being manipulated into attacking his superiors? His first thought was that a rouge Jedi had tried to influence him with the Force into turning sides. But even so, it wouldn't explain how not even Kenobi could detect him or her. After what had happened on Ringo Vinda, no one was sure if leaving the clone without a Jedi to monitor him was a good idea. Obi-Wan took this assignment, even with Ram's great denial. As they sat the clone on the bed, Obi-Wan brought up the conversation of the inhibitor chip once more. Nala Se, carefully examining the unconscious clone, had only said that the parasite from Ringo Vinda could be the logical reasoning for this. Kenobi disagreed, and said if the chip is intact and not decayed, then there is another cause. After the examination, Kenobi was told to return to Coruscant; Juley would take his place.

When Ramikad woke from his sleep, he saw Juley standing by his bedside. Strangely, the uncontrolable hate and anger he felt towards Cody, Rex, and Kenobi was gone. He groaned as he tried to sit up, but Juley pushed him back down with her palm.

"What do you think is happening to me?" Ram asked her. Juley shrugged adn look back at who was entering the doorway. An ARC trooper in yellow armor with black diamonds on his kama entered by Juley's side.

"See-tee ten fifty-eight," the ARC trooper began,"your actions against Republic officers and generals have been given the punishment of training cadets in underwater tactics." That was all he had said before leaving the room.

"How is this a punishment exactly?" Juley asked Ram. He sighed and lowered his head.

"It's because I've never experienced 'underwater tactics'. I can't even teach them without teaching myself first," he responded. More coming.

Vadia: The Hero in the White Armor
Coming soon.

Felucia: Night Op
"Honor others more than you do yourself."

- CC-8501



Ramikad couldn't believe the news. A new Republic Commando unit was to be made, and he had the privilege to be a commando of the squad. To him, the best part was that the squad was called Beta Squad. However, the unit only possessed a total of only three clones. Unfortunately, to fill the squad, Juley had volunteered to fill the slot. The unit was, as usual, placed under Caper's command, but it primarily received its orders and missions from Wedge. Now, Ramikad was given the new designation of RC-1058, Beta 58, and a highly respected set of armor. The blue visor sometimes burned his eyes for just staring at it for too long, but this time, he didn't feel a thing. His duty to his squad was being an expert of tech and heavy weapons, but if necessary, his medical skills would prove usefulness. Juley was set as a stealth and sniper expert, while the third clone, Kole, was the best at demolitions. An odd batch seeing that a Jedi, who wasn't even leading the squad, would even be a part of it. Their first briefing was held within a small room under the Jedi Temple. As secretive as it had seemed, a lot of standard troopers were able to sneak a peek into the chamber. As Ram neared the room he saw the troopers taking great interest in the female Jedi in Commando armor. Ram shook his head as he knew how foolish these troopers were.

"Alright meat-cans," he spat,"get going before Command puts you on Leave."

"Y-yes sir! R-right away sir!"

The troopers scattered and ran the opposite direction of the room. Ram noticed that Juley was the only other person to arrive in a punctual manner; Kole and Caper were reportedly still at the barracks. The silence was indeed awkward as Juley seemed to not notice Ram's presence in the chamber. She was sitting in the farthest chair to the right and was fiddling with her lightsaber and new guns. Ram smiled at how she was taking interest in her weapons. "Itching to try out those new toys I see," he joked. Juley looked up at him, startled.

"Yes indeed," she replied. Her commando number was RC-1570, Beta 70. Everyone disapproved that she even got a number, but Command was always right... Yeah sure. Soon Ram saw the door open again with two armored commandos entering. RC-8501, Beta 01, and RC-1429, Beta 29, had their helmets on and ready. Ram always saw his brothers as numbers, and most of them made fun of him because of that, but it was out of respect that he did so. Caper sat next to Juley, and Kole took the seat beside him, while Ram was forced onto the last chair. As they all removed their helmets, the holoprojector from Ram's gauntlet flashed to life, with the blue image of Wedge illuminating the dark room.

"Betas," the message began,"your first mission as a squad. Perhaps one of the most important."

"The General's gonna love what we have to offer the Seps then," Kole interrupted. Ram nodded and focused back on the message.

"I urge you all to play this mission safe. No heroics. With that said, the mission is quite simple. The Separatist general, Harf Arnak, has taken a Republic base on Felucia. The details on how he was able to clear the defenses is still unknown. If possible, retrieve the recorded data of the attack, but your main objective is to eliminate Arnak at all costs. I must warn you though, Arnak has several cybernetic implants and could potentially control the base through his mind. Remember, if Arnak escapes, it's up to you four to track him down and eliminate him for good. Wedge out." The light faded away and the commandos looked at one another for a long time. Caper slid on his helmet and his squad did the same.

"You heard him Betas. Let's move out!" he told the squad as the door to a small landing pad opened revealing a gunship with odd nose art. The phrase "Kick it." was placed around the art. (The nose art is actually an image of BB-8 and a clone trooper leg about to 'kick it'.) The doors opened and the voice of a clone pilot was heard as the commandos entered.

"If you Betas are anywhere near the strength of those Delta boys, we may win this war sooner than later," he remarked.

"You just watch us in action Beta forty-four and you'll see why we're the Betas," Kole said back.

"Alright men, cut the chatter," Ram ordered as they finished boarding the LAAT. The doors shut and darkness filled the ship for a few moments before red lights lit the room. The first mission that Beta Squad would ever be placed for was probably their most important.

Felucia's atmosphere was moist and humid today; Ramikad could already feel the trickles of sweat building inside his helmet. Every clone had his hand on the handles above him. Juley was already excited, but she had given the squad a hard time during the trip. At one point the were stuck in an argument about the Jedi Order. Another time, she had treated them as if they were children in need of exciting activities. Caper connected an audio frequency with Ram's helmet. It seemed inaudible to everyone else, until Kole joined in.

"Ram, we're linked in your HUD now," Caper said. "Juley's not linked yet, so this is the only time when we can discuss this near her."

"What do you mean, Captain?" Ram asked curiously. Caper sighed before his response.

"Juley may not be any good for the team," he breathed. "And Wedge is... He's being replaced as well."

Ram looked at him as if staring from his helmet would pry and answer from him. It clearly failed.

"You'll see when the mission begins," Caper finally said. The doors opened to the jungle world as Beta 44, Haze, began to tell them the plan.

"Here we are Betas, Felucia," the pilot said. "We're at the drop zone. You'll need to equip yourselves with some extra gear in those crates to get down there safely."

"Safely you say? I don't play things safe around here," Kole said jumping from the gunship immediately. "Follow me, boys!" Caper looked at Ram and shrugged. Soon, Juley was linked in with their HUD's and was already looking in the crates. "But there's nothing in here," she said. Ram looked over in the crate that she was examining. "She's right, there's nothing," he assured. As he closed the lid, he tried to see if Caper or Juley was going to be the next one to jump. By the time the lid was secure, Caper was already in the air.

"Alright, seventy, you're next," Ram told the frightened woman. She looked at Ram as if he had lost his mind.

"But what if I-" she stuttered.

"Doesn't matter. Now get out of the ship. You're blocking my way." Ram soon had enough as Juley shook her head in fear. It was then that he pushed his boot on her back and flung Juley out of the gunship. Unfortunately, she anticipated that move and avoided falling by grabbing Ram's foot. Then, he jumped out, taking the Jedi with him. For only a minute, they were free-falling. For another three minutes, they were in agonizing pain on the ground. At least Ram was anyway. He tried to spot Juley and even went as far as to see if he landed on her. He finally saw her dangling in some of the forest plant species; her parachute was torn and ripped withing one of the plant and she looked badly wounded. Ram tried to see if the HUD link to Caper and Kole was still working. However, it seemed that they were too far out to be in range of the signal. Ram looked on his belt to see if anything would be useful. A DC-17 pistol, attachments for the DC-17 standard, a grappling cable... Wait. Ram thought for a moment. If he used the cable, he could worsen Juley's injuries. If he didn't, she would be stuck there. The debate was over once he fired and pulled himself up to unhook the Jedi from the tree. Her magenta armor was now covered in dirt, and was heavily damaged from the fall. She clearly didn't know how to work a parachute at the time. As he dragged to unconscious body, he began to plan how they would find Kole and Caper. The fire he created that night was bright enough to alert the Separatists, but to know that Caper was the only one who understood what it meant, Ram occasionally tried to use smoke signals. He could hear Juley start to regain strength as she tossed and turned. Rushing to prevent her from causing any more injuries, he tried waking her from her sleep. "Juley, stop dreaming and wake up," he ordered. She moaned as Ram saw the deep blood-stained cut in her thigh. She was lucky it didn't damage her artery. If that had happened, she would have bled to death before Ram would have gotten her down from the tree. Ram reached into his backpack and pulled out a bacta patch to apply on the wound. Juley instinctively flinched before it touched her skin. Ram tried to calm her as she groaned. "Udesii, ner vod," he said. "Just hang in there." Then, he began to wonder if calling Haze for an evac was needed. It wouldn't matter now; she was healing just fine and the gunship was unreachable via comlink. Ram wouldn't sleep though. With Juley not being able to defend them or herself, Ram took the responsibility to watch over them for the night. The sky was a deep blue and the wildlife was completely silent. The morning would have something else in store for them.

"How long was I out?" Juley asked her sleep-deprived commando. Ramikad had spent the entire night waiting for her to wake up or for anything to attack them in their sleep. He had almost no energy to reply, but he did so with an exhausted voice.

"Uh, yeah, you were out for... the entire night," Ram yawned. Juley looked at him before pointing at her injury.

"And, what's this?" she demanded.

"You got a little cut on the entry," Ram assured. "Small cut. Barely a centimeter thick. Didn't get your artery thankfully. You're lucky."

"So, what's the plan? Have Caper and Kole found us yet?"

"No, but when you were out, I managed to get a hold of our adviser."

"Um, adviser?" Juley asked while raising her brow.

"Mm-hmm. He's trying to set up rendezvous points that we can meet them at. Thanks to you, we're cut off from them both. We'll meet Caper in the opening to our South. Kole will meet with us to the East of there. Then, we'll all move Northwest to the base." Ram opened his comlink to their adviser. "Adviser, she's up, but I don't think she'll be able to move for a few more minutes. Tell her the rest of the plan after we've gotten the team together." A short pause was created between the suggestion and the reply.

"Affirmative, Beta fifty-eight," the adviser said. "Beta seventy, once you've met up with Beta twenty-nine, you will all press on into the headquarters and then split up from there. Fifty-eight will assist you in downloading the base's records-"

"Whoa, wait. I thought it wasn't required to access the records," Juley said.

"Command has changed their minds. Any scrap of intel on this man's attack you can find, you must report it all to High Command once you return to Coruscant. Good luck Betas." The comlink buzzed out and Ram began to load up on the weapons Juley had brought. He soon noticed Juley try to stand, but she fell back and hit her head against the tree. As Ram finished gearing up, he squatted down and looked back with his helmet on.

"Alright, climb on," he told her. Juley looked at him, shocked before she finally surrendered herself to the offer. Ram let out a grunt as her weight was added to the equipment's.

"You okay with this?" Juley asked. Ram grunted once more with each step he took.

"Yeah..." he growled. "Never better..." The walk was something far different than last night. Many hours past by during the hike, and Juley forced Ram to take a break, despite that he didn't want to. As they approached the field, a large six-legged creature neared them. Ram took precautions and blasted it several times in its head, even when it was clear that the beast wasn't getting back up anytime soon. As the entered the clearing, Ram saw a familiar figure waving his arms in the setting sun's light. It was definitely a commando.

"Caper's already link with my HUD," Juley told the struggling clone.

"Good..." Ram huffed as he set Juley down. When Caper saw that Juley was going anywhere and that Ram was fit to pass out at a moment's notice, he quickly came to their aid. Ram watched him examine Juley carefully as the last of the sun's light faded away.

"Fierfek," Caper swore,"Wedge is gonna kill me for this." He held out a water jug for Ram who drank it happily as he sat.

"Now we just gotta find Kole and start the mission," Juley said.

"Ram, what's her status? Any vital organs damaged?" Caper asked the dehydrated clone. After finishing a third gulp, he replied.

"No, she's good, but some nerve damage has left her in this condition."

"Hmm, I see," Caper said. "How long will she be out?" Ram shrugged.

"Meds should kick in in about five minutes now," he told the captain. Caper finally stop standing and sat between Juley and Ram.

"So, our new adviser," the captain began.

"He's... different, but he's supposed to be the same adviser for one of the most famed commando squad's of all time," Ram informed.

"Delta squad?" Juley gasped. Ram confirmed with a head nod and began to rest on his back.

"Tomorrow, we'll find Kole," Caper told them. "But for now... let's get as much rest as possible. We're gonna need it."

More coming soon.

Republic fueling depot: The Tranquility
"The only weapons a ship needs is her crew's minds."

- Ramikad to his new crew on the Tranquility

'''Station on guard. As the Separatist strike at key Republic positions, Ramikad Galaxywave has ordered his small fleet to protect a fueling depot for any Republic ships. But an unknown vessel lowers his crew's morale...'''

" U nidentified vessel," Ramikad was saying into the communications console,"this is the Tranquility, please return to neutral space or we will move to block you." The ship causing the commotion was not a Separatist ship, nor Republic. No one knew who it was, but they were trespassing in a Republic Navy area, which was strictly prohibited. Ram watched as the ship slowed its speed slightly, but still stayed on its coarse. "Turn the radar on to maximum range," he ordered the men. He watched the console next to him light up and show a glowing dot moving slowly towards the larger dot int the center. The Tranquility - which was the ship tasked with the operation of guarding the fueling station - was only armed with the crew inside, not any cannons or weapons of any kind. Ramikad couldn't handle this alone; however, he had the Accumulator standing by as a last-resort option. He was trying to go without killing anything this time (only because Wedge had ordered him not to). He watched the cargo vessel near the Accumulator 's cannon range, but didn't issue the kill order. Ram struggled to think of something that would prevent the ship from getting to the refueling station. If the ship had weapons or rammed into it, any ship around it would be obliterated in mere seconds. Just at that moment, Ram thought of something. For a ship without weapons, there were few choices to choose from. "Move the Tranquility to where we are perpendicular to them. If they want through us, then they'll have to destroy this ship," he said. The crew looked at him as if he had lost all common sense, but they soon obeyed. "Sir," a crew member said,"the unidentified ship is contacting us." Ram walked back over to the console and put the comms back to an open frequency. Sure enough, there was a transmission from an unknown source. T he message soon began to play as the image of three different people came into view: one was a female Twi'lek, one was a male human with several cybernetics, and the one in the center was a male Togruta with a cybernetic arm. ''"Attention Republic dogs, this is the Marauder, surrender yourselves over to us and we will consider sparing your lives... As you've may have noticed, we aren't here to refuel and we are certainly not allied with your enemies, the Separatists. If you wish to stop us with an unarmed cruiser, go on ahead, but it will only delay the inevitable..." ''The message and holo-recording soon ended with the crew chattering amongst themselves. "We won't be bullied by these weak mercenaries!" someone shouted. "We need to open fire on them now!" another voice said. "They'll slip right past us with that small ship!" said someone else. Ramikad couldn't think with all the talking and yelling. "At ease!" he heard himself yell. "We will stop that ship, and we will survive. Now, just remain quiet while I think of the rest of the plan..." Ram finished. "We're still going to pull perpendicular to them, sir?" a crew member asked. Ram nodded and watched the ship turned sharply, exposing its starboard side. It took several minutes for the Marauder to effect the Tranquility. The ship soon started to tilt towards it's port side. Ram's expression was that of someone seeing the impossible being done. A small cargo ship had knocked a large Venator class cruiser to one side with no trouble. The sound of scraping metal irritated the entire crew as the covered their ears. Ramikad knew this group was cruel, but he felt that they had a light side to them. "Sir, we've sustained a large amount of damage which is causing our systems to become offline," the same crew member reported. Ram just shook his head. If they didn't move out of the way now, the cargo ship would actually tear straight through the cruiser, causing it to vent all its oxygen into the void of space. "Patch us into an open frequency," Ramikad said,"I want to see if they truly have a heart." A crew member nodded and pressed the console next to him. "Marauder, this is the Tranquility, we've lost our systems. I repeat, we've lost our systems, we will not move." After several moments, the ship soon continued to tilt, this time more drastically. Some of the crew slipped and started to slide to the port side. Ram magnetized his boots to the durasteel floor just as he felt he was losing balance. He tried again. "Marauder, we're unarmed and defenseless, we will not move. I repeat, we will not move!" Ramikad said into the console. Just then, the Tranquility returned to its original position as it leveled out. Ram felt himself panting and letting out a long sigh of relief. The comms soon replied,"Tranquility, we are returning to neutral space. We won't cause any more harm. No more." That was all that Ramikad needed to hear as he felt the stress finally reduced from his head. " S ir, the ship turning back. And it's trying to contact us again," the crew member interrupted. Everyone stopped cheering and smiling as Ramikad turned the comms back up. This time, the three mercenaries were lying on the floor behind a new figure, one that was easily recognizable: General Grievous. The general's deep robotic voice echoed in the bridge. "Your weakness will lead to your downfall as it always will." That was all the message said before fading out. Ram put his hand to his forehead. This was just all too much. Not only did the mercenaries lie about being involved with the Separatists, they were also carrying the most wanted Separatist general. This was the Republic's next chance at capturing Grievous once and for all. Ram remembered when they first attempted to capture the general and rescue a Jedi Master, only to succeed in the latter of the two objectives. "Bring the ship around to the Marauder," Ram said to the crew,"I want Grievous to board us so we can capture him." The troopers all looked at him with concern. "But sir, we need to defend the fueling station," one of them said. Suddenly, the alert of incoming cruisers sounded and the crew returned to try and figure out who it was. "Four Munificent frigates, two Lucrehulk battleships, and one Providence-class Dreadnaught are emerging from hyperspace," another member said. Looking out of the viewport, Ram watched all of the ships the trooper said appear out of nowhere. Clever trick, General, Ram thought. "Get me a shuttle to the Accumulator," Ram said to the crew. They acknowledged this time with no hesitation or response. The Accumulator was their only hope of destroying the Separatist ships.  S he was more beautiful than

Ramikad remembered. The Accumulator after it was finally repaired, was put to guard rather than search and destroy. It suffered a heavy blow when Ram ordered the ship to turn around, exposing her engines and allowing a defenseless rear to be exploited. If not for a secondary cruiser, the Accumulator wouldn't exist today. Nor would it be the last hope of protecting the fuel depot. The floors were now littered with rust and scratches, but to Ram, they were like home. Most people saw an ugly cruiser, but Ram always saw a reliable friend. This was her big moment to shine and be noticed by everyone. The first time she fought, Ram remembered that the Separatists never came close to victory. Now, after the major repairs and upgrades, she was even more devastating than before. With several more turbolaser batteries and armoring that could tear straight through a whole cruiser with ease, she was sure to win this one. As he arrived on the bridge, Ram smiled at the crew (he was not known for being happy with most anything in the Republic). "Aim starboard cannons at their ships. Concentrate fire on the Dreadnaught, but if any other ships come in range, blast them into oblivion," he told them as he watched several squadrons of fighters emerge from the hangars - there were a total of five different areas: the main one in the center and two on each side. At last, the Separatists would be dealt a crippling blow and would soon fall to the knees of the Republic.

More coming soon.

Bravo Company's Return
"I am selecting a variety of clones whose valor and strength is beyond that of any other clone," Ramikad explained. "For this reason, I'm recreating Bravo Company." Caper suddenly looked up at him from cleaning his helmet. Juley had lost interest since it was a 'clones only' thing in which she wouldn't understand. Aside from Ram, they were the only other two with him at the moment. This action would put the Special Operations unit Beta Squad out of commission for a longer time than any of them wanted. However, Ramikad had promised that Bravo Company would be a stealth strike unit, much like any Republic Commando unit, but with far more troops and ARC trooper armor. Ramikad turned to face Caper, who was still sitting on a footlocker. As he looked up a his newly promoted brother, he couldn't help but smile up at Ram as he passed and said,"Caper, I want you to be my second in command of the unit." Caper beamed at the sound of the news. He wouldn't be promoted, but he was still glad nonetheless. Ram suddenly left the room without any warning and didn't return. As he walked the halls pf the barracks, he began to think of soldiers he would add to the unit. Then he remembered one who used to be obsessed with Death Watch. Mags. He recalled the green phase one armor with several markings of the Death Watch symbol. They had both served together for some time on Malastare, but they hadn't seen each other since. Ram soon reached where he wanted to be. Thankfully, the past few months had replaced Caper's spot with a highly organized trooper, whom had proven himself in combat, but was clearly need here more. Ram kept him in mind as he asked for several clones' records and information.

"Yes sir," the trooper at the desk said as he went into a room behind him and retrieved several datapads and handed them over. "Sir, may I ask why you need these copies?" Ram suddenly stopped signing the check-out log on the desk and looked up.

"I guess I'll have to be honest with you then," Ram said. "I'm creating a new tactical commando unit composed of troopers who I will choose to become ARC troopers." The soldier behind the desk took the signature and looked back at Ram.

"Sorry to hold you up then sir," he told the commander.

"Don't sweat it, kid," Ram told him. "And by the way, what's your name?" The trooper looked hesitant, but eventually he replied.

"I'm Vire," he said.

"Well, Vire, welcome to the team," Ram said back to him as he began walking away. So now he had four out of his limited six. Hopefully the last two would be in the records. As he searched, Ram stumbled upon one clone who's strength game him his nickname, Iron Arm. His real name seemed to be Zett. Clearly, his muscle would prove excellence in the company. The last trooper he took interest in was an expert with demolitions and heavy weapons; his name was Kall. After notifying the selected individuals and explaining that they would receive new armor in which they would put their unique designs on, Ram began to assemble his own armor. The 501st had used his helmet design for their paratroopers, but it had made Ram feel unimportant compared to them. This new design would have the BARC trooper helmet visor, and blue markings that are darker than the ones on his original armor. Hopefully, the troopers would accept the offer and become an edge to tip the scale of the war into the hands of the Republic. More coming soon.

Molten Menace
No one had dared to think of the worst that could happen during the mission. Beta squad knew all to well that failure was never an acceptable option. The Confederate ship they were told to destroy was now under impending destruction after the reactor core had been heavily damaged. Being a two-man and one-woman unit, Beta squad was definitely capable of this task, even though coping with the loss of a member haunted their thoughts. By the time they had reached the escape pods, Ramikad could already hear the sound of rolling metal in the distance.

"Destroyer droids," he uttered. Juley was being pushed into one of the pods by Caper, but was hesitating to leave without Ram joining them. He had waited too long. The Droidekas had already activated to their immobile stance with their shields up. Curiously, they had held their fire as Caper pulled Juley back in.

"Ram," the captain said,"get in here before the ship goes down."

"Sorry vode, but someone's gotta save your shebs," Ram called back as he raised his blaster towards the pod and fired, hitting his intended target. The console was fried, and the pod was now gone. All other escape vessels had been launched and there was no chance of escape. Knowing that his move had been clumsy and stupid, Ram stood waiting for whichever would strike first: the destruction of the ship or the droids standing before him. Almost instantly, his vision had become a white blur and then everything went dark

* * *

Although she knew Ramikad had died in the Providence Destroyer that the squad had eliminated many months ago, Juley couldn't help but imagine that he was still alive. Beta squad had been pronounced long gone after their second member had perished. Wedge and Caper had taken control of the fleet for her while she tried to shake the feeling of life upon one dead clone. The enemy fleet, led by the notorious Wat Tambor and the Techno Union, had chosen a poor move by blockading Mustafar. Juley heard the explosion that landed on the hull before it shook the Venator known as the Hunter. Wedge and Caper were beginning to wonder how every tactic they launched had failed so quickly. They had heard of similar things that happened on Anaxes, but the problem was resolved. This was a mystery they couldn't figure out.

"How are they always one step ahead of us?" Wedge asked his confused allies. Caper shook his head in disappointment. They had been at this battle for a week straight with no progress.

"They must have our tactics memorized and recorded," Caper theorized. Juley objected to the hypothesis, and Wedge soon agreed. Caper lowered his head.

"Master Kenobi should arrive with reinforcements soon," Wedge explained,"but we need to know how they're beating us so simply." Juley then created her own thought of the situation. Perhaps the... No it was too far-fetched. As the three were thinking, an annoying beeping sound came from the front of the bridge.

"Sirs, the enemy command ship is attempting to make contact," one of the troopers called out. As the display came into view, it had been clear that Tambor wasn't about to make a surrender. He was uglier than Juley could imagine.

"Ah, Jedi. And Captain. I see that you are still puzzled by how my fleet is so successful," Tambor said in his deep voice. "I feel that it is only right to show what my newest project is and why my fleet is incredibly productive." With the wave of his hand, a clone with short hair and cybernetics on his head, legs, and arms came into view. "I believe you've already met this clone before," Tambor assured. Juley felt her heart sink and her stomach churn. She shivered as Wedge thought about what to say.

"Tambor," Caper said with his voice raised,"you're not getting away with what you've done." Wat Tambor chuckled to himself.

"We can make a deal here," Tambor offered. "If you call off your reinforcements, then I'll give you the coordinates of where I will be moving the clone to next."

"I won't let you-" Wedge said, but being interrupted.

"Deal!" Juley shouted as Tambor nodded in approval. The holo faded, and Wedge and Caper both glared at Juley for a disrespectful amount of time.

"Do you have any idea what you've done?" Wedge questioned the dazed Jedi Knight. "The Council and the Chancellor will be furious by this." Caper began to make his way to the holoterminal.

"I heard of a similar thing that happened on Anaxes couple of days ago," Caper explained. "General Kenobi was told that an ARC trooper had been captured by Tambor and was used by Trench to overpower the Republic forces. Maybe he'll understand."

"It's worth a try," Wedge said as he look at the embarrassed Juley. As Kenobi came into view via the holo, Caper gave the explanation. Obi-wan nodded and approved of the idea of a rescue; however, they would have to obey and follow the instructions of Commander Cody. They would arrive on the surface a few klicks away from the coordinates given to them by LAAT/i gunships. Only two were to be sent since the blockade was still standing. As Juley climbed in with Wedge, she looked over her shoulder to see Caper teaming with Cody's unit. She sighed as the door closed.

"He's alive..." she breathed.

"We don't know that for sure," Wedge attempted to convince.

"You'll have proof once we reach the surface," Juley stated to her disbelieving husband. The would find Ram and they would help him, just as he had with them.

"Mustafar Crash site"
The commander sported his phase two orange armor as he began to maneuver the troops into positions. The plan was working so far since the gunships had arrived undetected. Cody had made the request to set up turret platforms to defend against incoming droids. As the turrets guarded them, Republic slicers would gather any information they could try to find anything about Ram's location within the Techno Union's headquarters from a crashed frigate. After a few hours of setting up a base within the wrecked ship and building up defenses, Juley heard and saw what appeared to be Vulture droids zooming overhead.

"Commander," she said,"I think they may know we're here." Cody watched as the fighters circled around and left without firing. He agreed and suggested that Tambor would send his army after them soon. Juley waited from a safe distance while she looked in the binoculars Cody had spared to see the marching droids and tanks coming in. Her communicator soon zapped to life with Tambor's voice filling the silent void. He clearly hadn't expected the Jedi since he formally introduced himself.

"I am Wat Tambor. The Republic has no business interfering with the affairs of the Techno Union here on Mustafar. My droid army, fresh from the foundries, will make short work of you."

"We'll need some more fire-power for these droids then," Juley told Cody.

"You're in luck then," the clone said. "For this mission, we've been granted access to rank four weapons. They should be well worth it." Juley watched as the turrets were placed into strategic positions. The droids were attempting to simply march into the base, which was perhaps, the most idiotic thing Juley had ever witnessed.

"Break through and take out their slicers. I don't want the information contained on that ship's computers to fall into the hands of the Republic," Tambor said through the same frequency as Juley and Cody's comlinks. The battle was growing tiresome for the commander and Jedi. Wedge and Caper were getting the fun job of playing tactical advisers by strategically ordering where to place certain turrets.

"Send out all remaining droids! I want that data destroyed," Tambor boomed. Cody then suddenly stood up from his resting position.

"What is it?" Juley asked.

"Recon reports Persuader Tanks are inbound. They're like Armored Assault Tanks, but with more armor," Cody explained. The tanks were getting further than the droids, but by distracting most turrets, several battle droids were able to get even closer than before. Cody got back on his stomach and observed as much as he could. Suddenly, his comlink came in; Juley expected to hear Wat Tambor again. However, she heard nothing. Cody explained the situation to the Jedi. "General, the slicers have the data - we are clear to fall back and get this intel back to Command. Good work!"

Juley smiled and followed him down the cliff to meet up at an abandoned Command Post to send over the data to the fleet to examine and evaluate a strategy to free Ramikad from the Techno Union.

"Prisoners of Mustafar"
Unfortunately, the news they got wasn't what they expected. The information was about a prisoner who had the most recent layout of the base memorized without the Techno Union knowing. If they could get a hold on him or her, he or she might be able to be convinced to help them. After all, he or she was a prisoner; wouldn't revenge be suitable? Wedge and Caper were selected to bring the prisoner back from the citadel holding him or her. When they returned, Cody asked that the prisoner be moved immediately to a holding cell for interrogation. But Tambor wouldn't let them hold this prisoner for long by the looks of more droids marching back.

"General," Cody said. "I'll go to the ridge on the East. You'll be the tactical adviser on the Southwest ridge." The clone made his way to the position and Juley found her area as well. The droids were coming from every imaginable direction. It still seemed that Tambor hadn't figured out about the channel frequencies being the same.

"Push into their main base. Leave their prisoner unharmed - I believe he has some information to share with us," he echoed. However, the droid's forces had put up less of a fight than last time. Except for the air units. Vultures and Tri-fighters had attempted bombing runs, but were thankfully gunned down by Juley's anti-air turrets. She filled most platforms, but dozed after they had held the droids far back. As the last droid fell, Tambor made contact with the Jedi once more. "Let your prisoner know that it's a pity we couldn't do business. He is proving to be more expensive to acquire than anticipated." As the droids were burning, Juley heard Cody through her comlink once more.

"I've just received word that the transport ship is landing, and it looks like Tambor is backing off. Should be smooth going from from here on, General. Well done," the clone reported. Juley came to the realization that this would mean they would have to leave Mustafar in order to protect the prisoner. Fortunately, that wouldn't be the case since Wedge and Caper chose to go deliver him back to the fleet. Juley was relieved that progress was being made.

"Deception on Mustafar"
The news was terrible; Ramikad had already been moved, according to the prisoner. The men in the command post were being transferred away by the few gunships that had arrived. But Cody wanted to be sure that Tambor would never strike again. His plan was to lure the droids through the turrets towards the command post before they left. Juley agreed to the plan and had already begun to climb to her spot while Cody remained inside the base.

"Did you think I would not notice your small force? Your trespass must be punished," Tambor said to them.

"That's just what we wanted. Tambor is marching his droid army right into our trap!" the commader said joyfully. After a few minutes of 'fighting', Cody assured that everything was fine. "The trap is working, General. The droids are no match for the turrets!" he told her.

"Our advance is not effective enough! Send in more fighters! I want their command station destroyed!" Tambor ordered his troops over the Jedi's comlink.

"Keep up the pace, General. We've destroyed a large portion of Tambor's forces, but we still have more to go," Cody reminded. Suddenly, Juley saw several droids in which she had seen enough of. Cody must have seen them too since he told her,"We have several dwarf spider droids inbound. Dwarf spider droids are faster than most droids. They can also take a fair amount of damage." The minutes turned t hours as Juley observed the destruction and chaos.

"I grow tired of this! Prepare the hyena bomber!" Tambor ordered.

"I was wondering when he would send the bomber. It needs to be eliminated before we can fall back," Cody said. The turrets were now in a struggle; they couldn't handle the armor of the bomber. Juley soon became worried.

"Seems Command saw fit to send us some assistance. I'll patch you through to the Seventh Fleet..." the commander told her. Soon enough, another clone could be heard with the conversation.

"General, we're supplying some Y-wings to help your efforts on Mustafar," the Naval officer said. "We've got Gamble squadron en route to your position to provide some extra firepower. Gamble One - the General has command." And soon, another clone joined the group's talk.

"Roger that. Gamble Squadron at your service, General. Just tell us what you want blown up," a clone pilot said.

"Now, we have access to Y-wing strafing runs! Just give the word to initiate the attack!" Cody explained. Juley watched as the gunners and pilots shot heavily at the bomber and severely damaged the hyena bomber within minutes. It wasn't destroyed yet though. As it crashed near a set of turrets, the bomber began to stand and walk the rest of the way.

"That hyena bomber is heavily damaged and is now grounded! All ground turrets, fire at will!" Cody ordered. But the bombers had taken the glory as they shot the missiles at the bomber and reduced it to a pile of burning metal.

"How could this happen? The hyena bomber has been destroyed! Fall back and regroup! Taking this command post is proving to be very costly..." Tambor whined.

"That sounds like our cue. We've done all the damage we're going to do today, General. Let's get out of here before we're overrun.

"Couldn't agree more, Commander," Juley said as she walked over to the base. She immediately climbed into the first gunship she saw and watched the planet disappear behind the doors. They would find Ram... soon.

Ord Mantell: Heart of Darkness
Coming soon.

Voss: Remains
Even though Ramikad was supposed to be resting for any upcoming assaults, he deeply wanted to investigate a message sent from somewhere in the Outer Rim. The message had only reached him, for it was sent by his long dead friend, Cin'ciri. If this was a trap, he would be ready. If not... No, she was dead and he knew it. Sneaking out of his own cruiser wouldn't be tough, but not being noticed to be missing would. As he began making his preparations to depart, Wedge had entered his quarters.

"I know what you're prepared to do and... I'm coming with you," the Jedi said. Ram didn't know what it was, but for some reason he insisted to go alone.

"Please," Ram said,"this is personal to me. I have to sort this out on my own. Without any outside help."

"If that is what you feel... I can't stop you," Wedge replied. As the Jedi left the room, he had promised to keep Ram's whereabouts secret to everyone, including Caper and Juley. The Dagger wasn't his preferred name for a one-man fighter, but it wouldn't matter now. The blue Z-95 headhunter's engines fired up and were more alive than him before the hangar doors were even open. Unfortunately, the journey was long and boring with the lack of a hyperdrive. Eventually, he reached near the destination, but to his surprise, it was the planet Voss. If the people of Voss had needed him so desperately, why not tell him personally? His last visit had gone without any trouble, but if he had left something incomplete... The thoughts trailed off as he entered the planet's surface. As he docked his fighter, Ram took notice of the abandoned buildings. He reached out and attempted to feel for other signs of life; he was the only being in the area, except for one. Ram quickly went to the other person's location. As he entered the cave, Ram saw a human female meditating next to what appeared to be a shrine. She didn't seem to notice him once he stood behind her, and she surely didn't look anything like Cin'ciri. Without moving to face him, she spoke.

"I see you have received my message," the woman said. She soon stood up and turned around. Ram had never seen her before according to his memory. The woman studied Ram as she walked around him. "So, it really is you..."

"So, you called me here for a reason," Ram said. "Why am I here?" The woman stopped as soon as she was in front of him.

"There is a disturbance within you. Within the Force," she told him. Ram raised his brow, expecting an explanation.

"You must learn ways to harness the Force," she explained.

"What do I need to learn?" Ram questioned. "That I'm secretly a Jedi and Sith murderer. That I'm not even a pure clone. Or perhaps that I could become something unintentional." He felt his head boil with rage. Ram had already known everything about himself; he didn't want to know anymore.

"You can journey into the past," the woman told him. "Through the Force, you may see your ancestors in person."

"But I have," he spat. "I saw them here. On Voss." The woman shook her head.

"Time travel may seem like a figment of someone's imagination, but I am here to explain to you how to accomplish it through your ability in the Force," she said. "Now concentrate. Focus on the past. The era you wish to travel to." Ram did as he was told and tried to see into the days where the Sith Empire face the Galactic Republic. He felt himself weaken and eventually fall to the ground unconscious.

More to come.

Rhen Varr: Priorities
Coming soon.

Hope
"One with the Force, they are. And our job it is, to remember that we will, in time, also pass on. Luminous beings are we, but temporary vessels, our bodies are. And we shall all find ourselves here in time. A moment of silence I ask, to remember and to move on... Live for the living Jedi, we must. Live through us, forever they will."

- Master Yoda's speech

R amikad was struggling now to maintain his sanity. After finally wiping out the Jedi Order and building an all powerful army, the Empire quickly became another boring job. Things were bland now with the new weapon - in which was now confirmed to be known as the Death Star - and hired troopers. It was indeed becoming just filing reports and maintaining control. From time to time though, they would find a surviving Jedi or a rouge group messing around with the Imperial troops. Eventually, they would capture or terminate them where they stood with ease, but it was very now to even find an opposing group to eliminate. When news quickly spread that the Empire would "retake" Dantooine for mining purposes, Ram's adrenaline soared. It had been almost three years since he saw live combat, and now the campaign for Dantooine was taking a new turn. With a new crew of highly trained and intelligent stormtroopers, Ram was told that he would be leading the assault. This was the first Ram was even considered to lead on Dantooine, not without a Jedi General at least. He was sure the locals would praise them, mostly for Ram's hard work in defending them from the Separatists back in the Clone War. The LAAT's doors soon opened and showed the village as if it had been hit by a bombardment of tanks, bombers, cannons, everything. Bodies of dead civilians caught within the blasting were littered across, which only added to the effect of a horrifying town. As the squad passed the streets, the people threw bottles, rocks, and whatever was closest to them at the troops as they shouted and cursed at them. One of the bottles cut one of the men on his left arm and was sent back to the shuttle with another trooper who was hit by a large stone in his knee. Ram, still wearing his original markings but on the new Imperial armor, looked at them from within his helmet in surprise. Surely they would have remembered his heroism back when he served the Jedi. It seemed that these locals were developing bad views on the Empire. He wouldn't tolerate traitors, especially here. Reaching for his blaster rifle, Ram began to fire several warning shots at the groups of villagers. It wasn't until the town's leader came out from a house that he ceased his fire. The chief looked annoyed by the holes that littered several buildings behind Ram. Without warning, Ram grabbed the unarmed man by his throat and held him against a wall. "Tell your people to clear out of here by nightfall," Ram said impatiently. It was already noon, and the villagers weren't budging. After several moans from the poor man, Ram released his grip and watched the man fall to the ground trying to catch his breath. "I... will... let them... know," he said wearily. Ram felt his boot shove the man away from him as he ran away. The squad was watching with great enthusiasm as Ram rejoined them. They quickly resumed marching as they returned to the shuttle. Night was quickly approaching behind the dusk that had come so quickly.

" T hey aren't moving, sir," one of the troopers said. Ram took the binoculars from the man and looked to the village. Sure enough, they had torches and spears in hands while their leader was rallying them. "Prepare the rest of the men for attack," Ram told the trooper. The private obeyed and ruched over to the group of stormtroopers gathered behind the shuttle. When he returned, the whole squad was with him, including the injured ones. Now, Ram had to let them know the awful things they were about to do. "You all may think of me as a brute, but I assure you, I do what is best for the army." Ram tried to collect the rest of his thoughts. "The villagers down there, they were once allies and friends, but now, we must look at them as enemies. Do everything possible to rid this planet of them," he finished. The men cocked their blasters and began marching in a line, one beside the other. When in range of the village, the troopers began blasting away at the people as the spears landed near them, but missed completely. Ram, wielding a heavily modified Z-6 rotary blaster cannon, gunned down several of the villagers before motioning the troopers to light the ends of the spears and hurdle them at the houses sending them ablaze. The villagers quickly retreated as the town was reduced to smoking and burning buildings. Ram's men soon began to celebrate by shooting into the air wildly. Ram himself, felt terrible about what he had done. Now, several people were dead or homeless because of his actions.

 T he cantina was nearly empty when Ram entered. It was poorly lit, like most cantinas were, but unlike the others, this one had what he wanted: uj cake. He remembered that he was with his former commando squad when the sergeant brought uj cake for them. Ram, however, wasn't fascinated or impressed by the cake and refused to try it. Now, he was trying to imagine the taste it had, despite that it was him alone. When the bar tender asked what he wanted, Ram hesitated before saying,"Uj cake, please." Either it was that an Imperial had manners or the fact that someone wanted uj cake that amazed the man since his eyes opened to their full extent. The cake, being carried on a standard plate, was just how Ram remembered it as a cadet. Sitting on one of the stools, Ram dug his spoon into the bread and shoved it in his mouth. Curiously, it tasted like it was just... tasteless. Somehow, his taste for ration cubes must had messed with his taste buds. He took another bite. Now, it had a sweet flavor. Ram usually like bitter things, but now he was astounded at how the cake tasted. Soon, after he finished the whole slice, he felt someone come in the cantina. It was a Jedi. Ram slowly turned to get a quick look at the Jedi as she entered. Trying to act like he couldn't care less, Ram stood from the counter stools and made his way past the girl and sat at a table in the corner, making sure he could keep an eye on her from his view. The Jedi sat at a table secluded by a three walls. Keeping his focus, Ram tried to act casual by taking off his helmet. The girl looked at him sternly. She was wearing a brown cloak and what appeared to be old phase two clone trooper armor underneath it. Suddenly, a thought came across Ram's mind: why not leave the Empire now? No one would hunt him down and kill him, he would just have to avoid the bounty hunters they would send at him for a few weeks and them he'd be clear. The problem was, how was he going to escape Dantooine when all he had were Imperial marked ships. The Accumulator was too large to be overlooked as missing. And with an Imperial blockade, no TIE's could escape either. He would have to be smuggled off-world to escape the Empire. Then, he looked at the Jedi who was no standing up from her seat and walking over to him. Ram, armed with both of his sabers, pulled out a cloak of his own to try and trick her. Covering his armor, Ram pulled the hood over his head as the woman sat across from him. "Well, I didn't expect to find someone else here besides the bar tender," she said to him,"What's your name?" Ram forced himself to stay silent. "Don't like talking I see," the Jedi said,"I just wanted to know a little more, but that's fine. I don't suppose you also smuggle weapons around here?" Ram tried to lie, but even that was pointless as he heard himself say,"Honestly, I don't, Commander." He already blew it with his habit of serving Jedi. Commander... That was the mistake he made before he saw the woman glare at him. "Uh, well I, um," she stuttered. She was now trying to stand and walk away from him as he finally threw his cloak on the ground. The woman held her hands out to show she wasn't armed - which Ram knew she was by the sight of a cylindrical bulge in her cloak. "I don't want any harm, soldier!" she yelled. It didn't seem to draw the attention of everyone else that Ram hadn't begun to pin her and arrest her. Ram stood in front of her now with his hands at his side and looked as if he were standing at attention. The Jedi slowly opened her eyes and lowered her hands. Confused, she studied him as he stood with his helmet in his arms. "You're an Imperial trooper, right?" she asked. Ram began to nod. "And you're not going to kill me?" she questioned. Ram nodded once more. She suddenly lost her focus on her questions and began to survey him once more. She must have circled him twelve times before speaking again. "So, what is it you want from me?" Ram looked at her again. She was now in front of him. "I need you to get me off-world," he told her. "And why would an Imperial need me for such a task?" "I can pay you, but keep those questions to a minimal." The Jedi crossed her arms in disapproval. "I'm not concerned with credits. I want to figure this out." "Fine, I'm trying to leave the Empire's service," Ram said to her. "I can get you to Tatooine, but I can't get you another ship or ride after that." "That's fine, I just need to lay low for a while." Ram stood and watched as the Jedi eyed him carefully. "Alright, make sure your ready, 'cause we need need to leave, now," she told him. Ram had already sensed the presence of more troopers coming in. He followed the Jedi to the other exit as she lead him to what appeared to be her freighter. "Got any weapons?" she asked as he was about to set foot on the ramp. "Only these sabers I crafted," he replied as he held out his two sabers: his darksaber and blue lightsaber. She admired them as she took them and flicked them on, nearly cutting the hull of her ship. After a few minutes, she returned them to him and nodded in approval. "You're a clone," she said, "Do you have a name?" Ram soon lowered his head. The few people who knew his name were those he trusted with his life and respected more than himself. Heonly trusted her, but didn't respect the Jedi. "I'm See-tee ten fifty-eight," he responded. She looked at him again as she made her way up the ramp. "Alright, Fifty-eight, let's go.""If we are divided, we don't stand a chance. If we stick together, we'll live to see another day."

- The unknown Jedi who smuggled Ram off Dantooine

The Jedi explained that her mother was a Mandalorian warrior who had been killed a month after giving birth; she hadn't met her father before. Though it was hard to believe that, Ramikad felt a bond between her and him. Whatever it was, it must have had something to do with fate, destiny, or the force itself.

"I understand how you feel, honestly, I do," Ram said to her. "I had a mother who lived about a thousand years ago. And my wife..." He suddenly stopped after mentioning Cin'ciri. A tear swelled up in his eye, but he quickly blinked to get rid of it. It was then that Ram looked up and saw the Jedi take off her robe and reveal green Mandalorian armor, but with brown shorts, and a torn upper part of a jumpsuit. Her hair was black and long, which was strange to see when Ram saw her grab the Mandalorian helmet.

"Though I never really knew her, I still try to follow in my mother's footsteps," she began. Ram thought long and hard, trying to piece together the mangled puzzle before him. An eighteen-year-old Mandalorian Jedi has lost her mother and never knew her father. And Cin'ciri had always talked about having a child, but never had any.



"I'm Jane by the way," the girl said. Ram noticed her physical features were closely related to his own. He took off his helmet and set it beside him. Jane looked at him curiously and studied his features. Their hair colors were almost perfectly matched, aside from the small strands of gray hairs developing on Ram's head. Almost instantly, she grabbed a datapad on the table behind her and searched through an encryption within a database of journals. Ram watched with great enthusiasm. "Why are you looking up that? Are you trying to find more about me?" Ram asked her. She turned her head and glared at him. Then, she handed the datapad to him and pointed to a section titled: Raising Jane. Ram stared at the paragraphs for several minutes.

''Day 4: Naming. It's been three days since little ad'ika was born. I still haven't found a good name for her yet, but I have some thoughts. Ramikad told me about his biological mother, Ijaat'ika. Perhaps I could name her that? No, she definitely looks like she has some honor in her.''

He skimmed over until he reached the last one.

''Day 3,478: The name! At last, I've found a good enough name for her. It hasn't helped that I've had one of my friends watch over her, but now, her name will be Jane. People have complained that it's not a real Mando name, so that will make for a bad reputation. I can't wait for Ram to finally meet her!''

Ram dropped the datapad and looked at Jane who was leaving to set the hyperspace course. But before she could take a step away from the crates they were on, Ram grabbed her shoulder. "She... she really did that?" Ram asked. He had known that the story she had originally told was false now, and he wanted answers on Cin'ciri. She created a whole journal on her raising their child wouldn't tell him about his daughter. Jane teared up as she put on the Mandalorian helmet she held. "If I knew from the start that it was really you..." she trailed off. When she returned from the bridge, Jane held her concealed head low. "I've been living on my own since I was ten," she explained. "I had no family, friends, or even faith. I thought she hated me. But, she's... she's really gone?"

"Yes..." Ram responded. He clentched his fists tightly and turned his back on her.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"No, it's not your fault... It was mine."

"How? She was killed by a Jedi, and, no offence, but you're not a Jedi at all."

"I was the one who put my trust in someone I thought of as a friend." Ram suddenly felt it. Yes. It was as he thought. She had lived from Order 66 after all.

"You're radiating rage. Are you okay?" Jane asked.

"'Ad, mhi kyr'amur gar buir kyramud par gra'tua. It's time to settle the scores... skira." Ram said. The killer who had murdered Cin'ciri was about to see the wrath and rage of father and daughter. They were going to terminate Juley.

More coming soon.

Ships

 * Accumulator - Republic capital ship named for being made from scrap parts, commanded by Ramikad Galaxywave
 * Tranquility - A republic attack cruiser commanded by Ramikad and named for not having any weaponry
 * Hunter - Republic flag ship under command of Captain Caper named for being fast and lethal
 * Assassinator - Imperial frigate also commanded by Ramikad and named for being focused mostly on offensive tactics
 * The Witch - A custom made fighter (similar to an X-wing and Z-95 headhunter) named for being stealthy and lethal, like the Nightsisters.
 * The Dagger - Ramikad's personal Z-95 headhunter complete with a blue coloring

People

 * Juley Skywalker
 * Captain Caper
 * Jamillia Kragdream
 * Sarien Primecrater
 * Kole Magwind
 * Kai Bauer
 * Stinger Niceshot
 * Raiden Huttbroker

Codex

 * ZC 36 - 2: an area located on a large sized asteroid in the Outer Rim that is inhabited by a Separatist base
 * Frenzy Squad: AKA infantry unit 327, used for special operations and advanced tactical warfare during the time of The Old Republic
 * Cin'ciri (Maria): female Mandalorian who shows a strong bond to Ramikad Galaxywave, nicknamed for being born and raised on arctic weathered planets (and enjoying it more than anyone else).
 * Vadia: a warm tropical planet known for it's hostile wildlife and widespread advertisement for vacations.