CC-1058 "Ramikad"

"It's better fighting for an opinion you believe in, than dying for a cause people force you to fight for."

- Ramikad Galaxywave

''"Look out!" The explosion shook the ground as the Republic Commandos took cover. I had never seen such a determined squad. Even when they were badly injured, they pushed forward. Although, I had pointed out many flaws in their individual minds. Fraul was the leader, and like all leaders, he was expected to take charge when the squad needed his guide and leadership. Redge was a terrible shot seeing his accuracy on the blaster range. But his real problem was simply showing some aggression. Jev, the sarcastic di'kut, was always making jokes and being some sort of weird insanity that I never thought I'd want to punch more during this war. However, he needs to cut back on jokes and be more serious in life. And the last one: Galaxywave. He's alright for a shiny boy. He calls himself Ramikad Galaxywave at times. I'll never understand why. Like the others, he has a major flaw that stands out beyond every clone I've ever seen. He needs to have more... trust. Trust in himself as well as others. The squad was already heading to the next area which had been set up for when they get through without a scratch. I had to end the training simulation early before I let things go too far. If this squad doesn't learn their mistakes soon, I'm not the one to blame if they die. I care for them, yes, but they need to understand that war is living haran for us clones. ''

~N-11(Ordo) decribing one of Beta squad's many failures during a training exercise

Prolouge
RC 1058, Galaxywave, was one of the 36 clones in a "defective" batch. The Kaminoans saw all 36 of them as failed projects that need to be destroyed. Galaxywave watched as his brothers were killed and felt rage against the Kaminoans - not because he was altered to have no childhood but a longer adult life, but because he felt his brothers needed to be avenged. He wanted more than pay-back like a simple prank here and there: he wanted vengeance. When it was his turn to be exterminated, he fought back instead. It was remarkable for a boy that was relatively only five years old to clone standards. The only reason the Kaminoans thought this batch was defective was that there was no use to have long lasting clones in a war that would kill them all eventually. When the Kaminoans saw his rebellion against being terminated, they decided to add him to one of the many Republic Commandos that would be trained by several Mandalorians and other people know as the Cuy'val Dar, "those who no longer exsist." Galaxywave was assigned to Rav Bralor. It was nice to know that someone cared for you and taught you how to stay alive at the same time. One day, Bralor was talking about Mando'a. Galaxywave heard her say something about him in the language, but he didn't understand what "Kaysh shu'shuk" meant. He picked up a few more words every-now-and-then, but there was one word that stood out to him most: ramikad. It meant commando, but Galaxywave liked the word so much, he wanted it to be a part of his name. As silly as it sounded to everyone many years later, he never regreted doing so.

The Geonosian Campaign
We landed our troops just close enough to the enemy's escaping crafts. This was my first mission as a Commando and we were all being used as "infantry" even though we were supposed to be Special Ops. I had my doubts about this, but my squad pushed forward. I could hear every blast, every shot that was made by the others... I could even hear their screams. Every loud and painful sounding death was picked up by my helmet systems: both external and internal. I had tried comming my squad dozens of times, but they never answered. Our mission as a squad was to attack several specific targets housing the cowardly Geonosians. Blaster shots blew past me and the men as we charged forward to the ravine. We got up to the main wall, relieved that everyone was still alive... but that's where the little bits of chaos and haran ambushed us into a "game". I tried to motion everyone to stay clear with poor hand signals, but I had already pressed the det for the demo-charges. The whole spire and cave collapsed upon us. Rocks, dust, and Geonosian bodies rained down, beating on the others armor before larger debri crushed all who remained. However, I was one to survive to tell the tale that Geonosis had laid for us. There was one other who survived the collapse of the rocks and boulders: Redge. He was one of my favorites out of the squad, but I could see in his eyes that he was near death. I had been severely wounded with shattered shoulder plate covering a deep gash, a cracked and half-broken visor, and a dirty uniform covered in red-brown dust. I called an evac for the rest of the survivors. The battles were still going on: the battle inside Redge to survive and the battle for the Repbulic to win. I hadn't thought about how much I cared for Redge until we got aboard that larty. His breathing was faint, almost impossible to hear from the sound of my panting and the LAAT's humming engines as its doors closed and took off. Redge was the last one I could call ner vod. No other clone was like me. I was a failure to the Kaminoans, and only a miracle had saved my life. I just hoped Redge would have the same luck as I had that day once we got back to the ship.



I watched as Redge was being put into a bacta tank to heal. I'm no medic, but I was pretty sure that bacta wouldn't heal something that makes it harder to breathe. The next few hours were spent with surveying the ground battle from within a small transparasteel window that separated haran from me by a few centimeters. I kept checking behind me to make sure Redge was still alive, but I must have got caught up in the fact the battle was nearly ours. One of the evacuating LAATs was nearing the cruiser, but with a few Geonosian starfighter blasts the larty fell back towards the surface. Only a few moments after that, I saw a medical droid drain the blue liquid out of the tank and wrap up Redge in a nicely made cloth. At first, I had tried to reason with the droid to keep him in the bacta tank, but the di'kut just pushed the lifeless body out of the way. I was alone in that dark room for many hours, only plotting my vengeance for every last droid and Geonosian that would ever be made. I knew that was a long-shot if I ever saw one, but that only made me become a better soldier in the war. This was a war meant to be fought, and I would make sure of it in the many battles to come... .

Battle of Rhen Var
Ramikad Galaxywave was soon going to free-fell into the icy world of Rhen Var to find and evacuate a Jedi Commander. "Who am I finding again, General Windu?" Galaxywave said. "You're going to locate a downed gunship near the harbors," Mace Windu said,"but your main objective is to see if Padawan Juley survived the crash. If you find any other survivors, get them to the outpost so that we can get them off this planet. Any other questions?" The trooper was silent. "Good, now move out, and may the Force be with you." Galaxywave jumped down as the doors parted and felt the nipping of the cold winds blow freely through his armor plating. He soon found the ship and began to see a small figure. It looked to be female. He strolled up to her to introduce himself. "So, you are my ride home?" Juley said. "I can just leave you here you know," Galaxywave said. "Are there any other survivors?" Galaxywave asked the question as if he already knew the answer. "No, but I haven't been eating their bodies since there was nothing left," Juley replied. "Yeah, cause that would just be canibalism," Galaxywave said. The Jedi and Commando walked up to the fire the Padawan had made. They talked amongst themselves and decided to head out. The walk through the blizzard came to an end once they both reached the gunships. They were then evacuated from the frozen wasteland.

Assault on Ryloth
"This has to be the most boring assignment we've gotten yet," Caper said. The other Commandos nodded in agreement. They were told to bring in supplies to a nearby village and they would stay there for only one night until they headed out the

next morning. When they arrived at the town, there were only a few families there. On the side of the dirt path, a Twi'lek child was weeping with her head on her arms. Galaxywave held up his hand as a signal for the group to hault. He knelt down in front of the girl and took off his helmet. The child looked up at his face and flung her arms around him. The others laughed their heads off. Galaxywave ignored them for the moment and gave the child a hug. Then, he told the child to stay there, while he bought something from one of the shops with some credits a friend managed to give him. What he bought, was a little doll that had a Republic symbol on it's chest. It looked like a small Twi'lek wearing a clone military suit. When he gave the toy to the girl she hugged him again. The troops didn't laugh this time. They understood now that the girl had lost everything, including her family. "Hey, Galaxywave, time to head out," Caper said. "I'll meet you guys there," Galaxywave replied. "We're not going to leave a man behind," someone joked. The child then disapeared and the patrol moved on. They successfully completed the mission and the troops relaxed for the rest of the time on Ryloth.

Second battle of Geonosis
Coming soon.

Battle of Kamino (CW)
"So, we're going to see the di'kutla Kaminoans?" Caper said. It had been a good few weeks after Ryloth. Galaxywave was frustrated now that his true squad was still dead. If Walon Vau had trained them, then maybe their leader would be alive still. But no, they weren't abused only to be taught how to survive, they were cared for (not as much as Kal Skirata did with his Nulls, but they were still cared about). Caper was piloting the shuttle to the landing pad. "And we're going to have to walk in? And get soaked in the stupid rain?" "No, we're going to be wearing our armor, Cap'ika," Galaxywave said.

"Gee, that conforts me..." Kole Magwind replied. As a safety precaution, they had been ordered to stay on Kamino due to a pending Separatist invasion. "You can thank Skywalker, Kenobi, Captain Rex, Commander Cody, and the rest of the crew who helped for having to return to our home of haran," Caper's voice said over the innercomm. Jedi Knight Juley was making her way to where Kole and Galaxywave were sitting. When she came in, she was wearing Katarn armor, just like the rest of the squad. "Can she be one of us commandos?" Kole asked. "What do you think? Of course not, she's got better things to do than hang around us," Galaxywave said. The squad was settled in and the next day was the attack. The space battle began like any ordinary battle. But when debri started falling, trident drills started pounding Tipoca city. Galaxywave was separated from the squad in the panic. He decided to start taking out the aqua droids and tridents first. He started down the halls and eventually met up with Commander Colt. He and a few other troops were holding off against battle droids. Galaxywave joined in for a while. He fired a few blasts from his Deece and a few B1s fell. When he looked back at Colt and the troops, he saw them waving him back to their location. "RC-ten fifty-eight, get back to the main hangar, I hear they could use more help than us right now," Colt said. "But what about you and these guys?" Galaxywave protested. "We'll be fine," one of the troopers said. Just then, a large explosion shook the place and standing in the hall was none other than General Grievous. Colt stared for a moment before shooing Galaxywave off. When he got to the main hangar, most of the clones and droids were dead. They were now trying to get rid of the trident drills. It took no time at all, with a few anti-armor rounds and a dozen grenades, Galaxywave blew out two tridents. The hangar was now secure, and Kamino would be safe from the Seppies for a long time to come.

Battle of Felucia (pt.1:Planning)
Ramikad Galaxywave watched out of the view port window on the bridge as the several cruisers swarmmed around the Venator cruiser. He liked the Acclamators much better, but they needed to use every last bit of space they could for the assault on Felucia. Galaxywave looked back towards the briefing room. More people were showing up: Jedi, troopers, ARCs, and Commandos. He wasn't looking forward to Felucia, but if it meant one step closer to victory, he'd do it. His backpack was back in his quarters - stowed with all his weapons. For this mission he was getting a jet pack, and different armor: Wolfpack armor. The breifing was already starting by the time he got there. "So we'll break through their defences in orbit around the planet," one of the Jedi said. "Then we'll set up our perimeter here." He pointed to a small square on the holo map. "And from there you'll attack these several bases set up around the area," Plo Koon said. "If you run into trouble and get pinned down, my units will be sent down to evac you until we can get reinforcements for our primary target, General Grievous' main base here." "If the perimeter is destroyed and our cruisers in critical condition, you'll have to hold out as long as possible until a new fleet arrives," the first Jedi said. "Any questions?" Plo Koon asked. "Good, now let's begin this campaign." The group left the room and headed down to the hangar. But before Galaxywave could hear his next orders, one of the ARCs stepped towards him. It was Commander Wolffe. "You're with us, Commando," he said. Galaxywave just nodded as he put on his helmet. This battle was going to be intense.

Battle of Felucia (pt.2:Assault)
"All troopers, to your transports. All pilots, to your fighters," the inner comm said. Galaxywave was already sprinting towards the LAAT/i. They had to modify the assault plan so Galaxywave was with Skywalker's team. The larty was filled with just clones. Torrent Company - the squad lead by Captain Rex - was starting up a conversation with the Commando stuck inside trooper gear. One trooper asked what it was like being a Commando. Galaxywave just laughed silently to himself as the doors closed and the gunship took off. "Let's get this party started boys!" someone on the comms said. "Copy that, Commander," Tey - one of the troopers in the larty - replied to the remark. The trip down felt like forever with all the firing going on. The gunship rattled back and forth as it made it's way past several cannons and tanks. One shot actually hit the larty with percise accuracy. "We're hit bad," Raive - another trooper - said as the doors parted. Galaxywave started stepping forward until he saw that they were still in the air, moving across the surface lightly. The troops looked at him with the same look: a helmeted face with a menacing T-shaped visor. They all started the same manuever before the comms kicked in. "Troops, we're going to have to free-fall here. The gunship's too damaged to land, and the pilots are dead," it said. The troops started equipping jetpacks and blasters as they all jumped out of the larty with ease. Galaxywave was just about to jump out until another shot hit the ship. He stumbled backwards with his helmet still in his hand. His head fell back into the opposite door that remained shut. The durasteel door plating was rough and had done a good job of knocking Galaxywave out. He remained unconcious on the platform, unaware that the larty was still moving beyond the landing site and rendezvous point.

The twisted metal and sparks of electrical damage woke Galaxywave from his journey to the surface on Felucia. He checked his jetpack for any serious damage, but he couldn't find it anywhere. He grabbed his blaster and scouted the wreckage. Nothing was salvagable from it. Sparks of destroyed technology and cannons littered the ship. Galaxywave looked around the crash site. He was alone. He couldn't even see any signs of battle. He decided to move on and look for a way back to the site. After many hours of dragging his feet in the soil, Galaxywave finally made it to a small village where he negotiated with the locals to help him find the site. They agreed to help, but they wanted him to assist in harvesting their crops. He spent a few days harvesting, then he set out to find the site. A couple more days later, he finally saw what looked to be machinery smoke. The villagers went back, and Galaxywave dashed to the area he saw the smoke. When he arrived, he was disappointed to find that it was only more wreckage. But this wasn't just a Republic gunship, it was a mass of destroyed AT-TE's and LAAT's. The site was destroyed and everyone was dead or missing. Galaxywave tried to get his wrist comms to work. He commed in with the fleet and got a LAAT to pick him up. He was furious that he was just left to die and rot on Felucia. But  he assumed that;s what soldiers are meant for.

Some of the troops were held up in the hangar, waiting. Galaxywave wlaked down the stairs from the upper floor down to where the troops were all lined up like a platoon marching into battle. They soon began to say Dha Werda Verda.

Taung.

Sa.

Rang.

Broka.

Jetiise ka'rta.

Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu

Coruscanta kandosii atu!

Duum motir ca'tra nau tracinya

Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.

(Gra'tua cuun!)

Kom'rk.

Tsad droten.

Troch nyn.

Ures adenn.

Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu

Coruscanta kandosii atu!

<p style="text-align:center;">Duum motir ca'tra nau tracinya

<p style="text-align:center;">Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a, Taung!

<p style="text-align:center;">Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu

<p style="text-align:center;">Coruscanta kandosii atu!

<p style="text-align:center;">Duum motir ca'tra nau tracinya

<p style="text-align:center;">Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a

<p style="text-align:center;">Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu

<p style="text-align:center;">Coruscanta kandosii atu!

<p style="text-align:center;">Duum motir ca'tra nau tracinya

<p style="text-align:center;">Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a, Taung!

It was the best thing that had ever happened with Galaxywave after Geonosis. The other troops knew at least this and Vode An, but Dha Werda Verda was better since it involved accuracy and perfect movement by patting the persons next to you. You had you do this all without getting a punch to the face. Ordo (N-11) had demonstrated this back on Coruscant. He ended up with a bloody nose, but he still continued. Galaxywave got hit pretty hard by an ARC right next to him. His cheek was bruised at the end, but no blood was shed. He enjoyed it still despite his unfortunate outcome. Most of the Jedi Generals disapproved of doing this since most troops got "hurt". The Jedi were big party-poopers when it came to the Dha Werda Verda. Galaxywave already had his fair share of Jedi leaving him behind and not caring that a clone's life is just as much as any Jedi's. He sure did miss the good old times when there was an entire army of Republic Commandos having fun back on Kamino getting ready for war. Then, when everyone was all prepared and excited, at least half of them died on Geonosis. It wasn't ironic, but it wasn't normal either. They should have been able to live their lives the way they wanted to. That was when Galaxywave realized that the Cuy'val Dar weren't responsible for the clones. They only stayed this long because... Becasue they cared. Rav Bralor had only been with Beta squad for a few minutes before she had to leave. Galaxywave know knew that she didn't even know they were dead or if he was still alive. He never saw her after Geonosis and probably never would to tell her that they failed almost a year ago and that she didn't get the memo. He forgot that he was still in the hangar until Wolffe came down to make sure everyone went down to their quarters. Wolffe brought Galaxywave back to the Commando's room and left him alone. He couldn't sleep now that he was thinking about Beta squad.

Second Battle of Felucia
Coming soon.

Battle of Dantooine
The breifing was already boring. Galaxywave tuned in for a few moments, then tried to ignore them. He only listened to the important stuff. "Alright, the Separatists are using this natural rock formation as a bridge connection to attack us," Juley began. "If we can send a few troops on there, we might be able to destroy it before they send in their whole army." She looked at Galaxywave. He took the hint and got any volunteers from the trooper ranks. He tried to remember their names: Ewar, Bodd, and... Redge? It couldn't have been Redge. It was another clone, but with the same name. They were a nice bunch. Galaxywave picked up extra demo charges in case they failed a few times. He knew he would need some.

"Squad come in," Ramikad Galaxywave said to his dead squad. The Seppies knew they were coming, and as a result, they got hit hard: three AAT's, several battalions of B1's and SBDs, and a few MTT's. Galaxywave had taken down one AAT, but he was surrounded by the enemy. It didn't take long until he eventually got hit in his left shoulder once, his right leg twice, and then once to his chest. Galaxywave was now lifeless on the rock bridge. The droids were now just meters from getting across and time was running out. He started to drag his body with his good arm to the nearest downed AAT and placed the demo charge on the fuel cells. There was no hope of escape so he shut his eyes inside his scarred helmet and pressed the remote. The bridge went up in a ball of flames and then to a mushroom cloud. The enemy never got across, but neither did he.

"I want a rescue team out there now," Juley ordered. One of the stubborn admirals walked up to her and spoke. "What that trooper did was only a sacrifice," he said,"He doesn't need rescuing. That's what soldiers are meant for: fighting and dying for our cause." Well that was a bad move. Juley looked as if she would strangle him if she wanted to, but she had her mind elsewhere. The rescue team started removing the rubble, but so far they found nothing. Juley was sitting on one of the rocks. Just then she used the Force to lift the remaining large rocks out of the way. Galaxywave was unconcious, but he was alive at least. His legs were gone and he had several scars and burns all over the seared armor plating. Juley let out a sigh of relief and got Galaxywave a medical transport so he could recover. His sacrfice wasn't like any other solider's. His sacrifice not only saved the Republic forces, but the civilians on the planet as well.

Pirate
An emergency meeting had been called while Ramikad Galaxywave was in the 'fresheners. He didn't have time to replace his armor plates so he just slid them into his backpack. But he managed to get into his jump-suit and get to the War Room just in time. Most clones would have felt embarassed, but Galaxywave wasn't a normal clone. Caper, Juley, and Kai Bauer were there in their formal uniforms and robes along with a few other troopers and younger Jedi. The hologram of a clone ARC trooper officer flashed from the holo table. The meeting must have been urgent if all these people were here. Admiral Tarkin, once a captain who had once served Even Piell while held catptive in the Citadel, had also joined the chat as his hologram step into everyone's view. The officer began the briefing. "As some of you may know," he started, "we've been suffering a great numerous attacks on Tatooine. One recent attack lead us to believe this may be a mercenary group toying with us seeing as though mostly just credits were stolen from our bases." He paused politely for most people who were slow to comprehend. The act had been honorable, but utterly useless considering the time wasted. "What about local militia?" Galaxywave said. "Or potential terrorists?" said someone from the back of the crowd. "Not likely," Tarkin said. "No weapons appeared to be stolen, and the troopers that were captured are being held for ransom instead of just be killed on sight." The room went silent for all but just a moment. "Well, what are we going to do about this?" Kai said. "That, would be left for the Senate to decide," a raspy vaice said as the enterance doors parted. It was Chancellor Palpatine. Galaxyave soon felt true embarassment as he let instinct take over. He hid behind the crowd of the room and slid on his helmet. All the troopers stood at attention and saluted without being asked. Galaxywave frowned and shook his head ever so slightly. Palpatine must have noticed something was up when he looked towards Galaxywave. The Chancellor resumed to the conversation. "A voting session will be held to determine what to do about these acts of injustice, but unfortunately it won't be held until next week." The Chancellor smiled wickedly. "Unless, of course, something were to perhaps, speed that process up." "As a matter of fact, there is," the clone officer said. "We recently received a distress call from one of the bases involved in a similar attack. Here, I'll play it." The voices had more of an accent to them than the normal clones. The words were hard to make out with all the static involved. Most of it sounded like blasters going off and deadly screems as they were fired. The transmission ended with total static and then silence. The room was quiet for a while. "This will encourage the Senate to send an invasion force to the planet," Juley said. "We certainly don't need that." "But we do need to send something to stop them, Master Jedi," Palpatine said. "This recording will convince them that Tatooine does indeed need help." The room suddenly went quiet again. The hologram was giving off the humming it always made. That was all that could be heard for the few minutes of silence. "So the Senate will decide what we do," Kai said. "In the meantime, let's get some ideas up." "I must be leaving now," Palpatine said as he nodded to the Jedi. The other troopers followed him out the door and into the hallway. Caper, Kai, Juley, and Galaxywave all stood in the half-vacant room. Galaxywave soon left to his quarters. He set down his pack and rolled his helmet into the corner as he slid into bed. He soon dozed off into a deep sleep as the Coruscant night flooded over Galactic City.

The Senate chamber was, by far, the largest structure besides a cruiser that Ramikad Galaxywave had ever been inside. It's dome-like structure was perfect to blend into Galactic City, but enough characteristics to make it stand out as well. The vote was being passed right in front of his eyes as he saw Kai attempting to be diplomatic on the hovering senate disk that floated effortlessly out into the crowd of senators from many different planets. Some of which Galaxywave had never even seen before. The senate wasn't being silent after Kai finished his speech. Arguing soon broke out as the senators started yelling and demanding that the bill should or shouldn't be passed. It was chaos and madness as the Chancellor's right-hand man tapped his staff loudly on the platform demanding silence as the Chancellor sat in his chair beside him. After the chambers finally went quiet, Palpatine rose and began to speak. "After reviewing the transmission and hearing the details of the conflict on Tatooine from Master Kai Bauer, we may now cast the vote whether to send a military force to the planet or not." The faint sound of clicking on datapads was heard from all around the chambers as the senators put in their votes. A few moments of total silence blew by the crowd of people as the Chancellor read the decision. He rose from his seat again as his assistant handed him a pad with the results on the screen. "By an estounding number of votes," he began,"we will not send troops to Tatooine. All forces will continue with the threat of the Separatists." Kai's face went pale as Juley frowned at the results. Galaxywave, however, stood perfectly fine with his helmet in his arm. His reaction was unnoticeable, if he was feeling any emotion at all at the time. Caper's reaction nearly tipped him over the edge. He began to storm off muttering. Kai soon followed with a same expression. Juley looked like she was about to reach out and grab their arms, but she just quickly followed with Galaxywave trailing behind. He soon lost them in the maze of corridors and rooms. He decided to go back to the barracks and clean his armor for the third time of the day.

The Commander's quarter's door soon opened and revealed Kai, Juley, and Caper. Galaxywave looked at their equipment: some fake Mandalorian armor that Kai was wearing, a bounty hunter disguise sported by Juley, and Caper in his Republic Commando armor. Galaxywave scrubbed aggressively at his armor plates when he saw Caper's armor. It reminded him too much of his own gear. They were planning something, he knew. "We need you to join in on the raid on the pirate leader Hondo Onakapirate," Kai said. "Unfortunately, you're the only one with standard clone trooper armor. ARC trooper, I mean." Juley slid on the helmet to her disguise and so did the rest. Galaxywave slipped on his remaining armor plates that hadn't been cleaned as aggressively as the ones before. He then slipped an unsual object into his pack quickly so ono one would notice. His helmet was brand new: a new range-finder that had been upgraded to see farther and more clear than the other one, a phase 2 design, and a few white marks running down his fully colored teal helmet. The visor had been replaced with a green glowing one. Obviously it was the night vision that he'd requested when putting in a design for the phase 2 armor. Since the battle was on Tatooine where two suns heated and lit the desert up, he chose to switch settings and make the visor the standard black it was on all the trooper helmets. He slid it on and grabbed the backpack on his bunk. "Let's roll..." he uttered.

As the hangar doors opened, Kai looked back once, then silently stared at the ship. It was an old, rustic looking freighter that had been salvaged during an earlier battle on Kuat. Ramikad Galaxywave found himself amazed by the hunk of twisted metal and rust. It could have used more work to it, but a new durasteel plating and some paint design would have looked perfect. Galaxywave always prefered teal, as it was a color that stood out to him as an ARCb (Beta class Advanced Recon Commando). The ramp slowly lowered its way down, but got stuck directly in the middle of the ship and the ground. "Are you sure this thing is vented and secure?" Caper asked. Kai just studied the mars left on the vehicle as Juley climbed inside the ship to lower the ramp completely. Galaxywave grabbed his helmet and slid it back on effortlessly as did everyone else. The ramp struggled to get back to its original position, but with a couple lightsabers at hand, welding sure did become easier for the crew. Galaxywave reached into his backpack to see if the object he'd packed was still there. It was. He felt around it and gripped it for a slight second as discreetly as he could before pulling his hand back out as if he'd never touched anything in the pack. "We're getting ready to jump into hyperspace in... five... four..." Kai was already switching positions with Juley as being the pilot it had seemed. "Three..." Galaxywave slightly turned his head towards a window to view Coruscant from its orbit. It was magnificent. "Two..." He admired the lights as they spread slowly across the dark side of its surface to light the cites he had been dying the see one day. "One... We're making the jump now." The ship rattled side to side as the growing sound echoing through the cockpit. It reminded Galaxywave of an astromech that was getting powered up. The cockpit was lit with the lines of stars as it was then consumed by blue cloudedness. He watched as Coruscant flashed away into oblivion. He was going against the Republic Senate's vote. But that wouldn't matter. This was going to save numerous lives anyways.

The freighter pulled out of hyperspace, revealing a large dirt ball known as Tatooine with stars littering the sky. Two suns lit the surface of sand and what little population it had. Kai spent a long time sitting in the pilot's chair staring at the console. The engines soon died out as the ship landed at one of the spaceports. The town looked like it had too many rough characters. This "mission" was already bad enough, but whatever the case, Ramikad kept himself calm while passing a group of Geonosians.

More coming soon.

Carlac: Space, ground, and haran
Now almost a year into the Clone Wars, Ramikad Galaxywave stepped onto the boarding ramp of the rusty-looking cruiser. From the stories he heard about it, the cruiser had been made entirely from scrap metal on Ord Mantell. This new cruiser was selected to patrol the areas near the Core Worlds: Dantooine, Coruscant, etc. His crew all saluted him as he explored the many rooms this new cruiser had. He spent the longest time in the auto turret defence mainframe and the reactor control rooms. These rooms plus the engine cooling tanks were the most vital parts inside every cruiser, even the Separatist's. Galaxywave decided to name this new capital ship the Accumulator since it was a collection of parts from around an entire planet. He was sure the job would get done now with his new fleet.

The following day (or night) was hard to overcome. Galaxywave tossed and turned on his bed, which was unusual since he probably could sleep on the outside hull of the cruiser if he had too. He kept thinking what would happen to him when the Clone Wars ended. Would he be terminated like his original brothers? Would he be free to do whatever he wanted? He kept tossing and turning all throughout the night. What will happen to me? The alarm for him to wake up finally rang. Galaxywave, tired from many battles and countless hours of sleep missed, trudged to the bridge where he saw one of his troopers tending to a small electrical problem - a slight disabled power cord loosened - but he looked like he was trying to figure out how to reassemble an entire cruiser. He certainly wasn't a tech expert then. Galaxywave took the fussion cutter and welded the cables back together and sealed the panel tight. Then he nodded at the trooper and dragged his feet down to the hangar. All fighters were accounted for, and everything else was just a few meters from where it originally was. He sighed silently as he stomped his way back up to his quarters to get some more sleep. He wouldn't get much though.

"Sound the alarm!" an officer demanded. Galaxywave hadn't even gotten an hour of sleep until he heard an incoming-ship-alerting system had blared into his ear. He put on his Commando helmet while he scrambled to the hangar. It was surprising to see Separatist fleets way out here. Either way, the battle had begun. Cannons firing, fighter pilots scrambling to their fighters, it was an all-out frenzy as the crew prepared for attack. Galaxywave looked around until he finally saw his customly made black stealth Y-wing. He only had it for two missions and yet he already started calling it Shadow-wing. With no gunner turret in the back, he was completely exposed to an ambush of fighters. But he still liked flying alone. The fighters flew off into the battle as the Republic fleet engaged a new type of formation - where the cruisers expose the bottoms of their hulls while swinging to one side to allow fighters to easily attack and also protect their main hull. Galaxywave swung his fighter out with his squad: Stealth Squadron. After they made contact with a few fighters, he had a pretty bold idea. "Squad, cover my tail end while I target their bridge," he said over the comms. "Copy that Commander. You always know how to make things go bang," one of the pilots relpied. The first few cruisers fell entirely too easily, but the captial ship was well protected and had huge defence cannons: turbo laser batteries. The Republic fleet would be crushed by just this one cruiser if they didn't do something soon. Stealth Squad's chat was only full of screams and yells as pilots and ships blew up or crashed into the Seppie's cruiser. Galaxywave turned off that comm chat after the last fighter was destroyed. Now he had no cover as he went for the bridge. That was beyond bold; it was pure recklessness.

"Commander," a voice said,"Commander come in." Galaxywave awoke inside his damaged Y-wing, only to find that he was in the Separatist capital ship. He responded as quick as he could. "Admiral, get the fleet out of here, I'm going to have some fun with this bucket," he said. "Right away sir!" After that one last message, Galaxywave knew he was entirely alone aboard the enemy cruiser. He remembered about the reactor core, a deadly but useful way to keep a cruiser working. If a reactor core is destroyed, the entire capital ship implodes on itself to creat a large ball of destruction. That was enough to convince Galaxywave to head there first. He grabbed a rocket launcher, and a few thermal detonators as he dashed towards the reactor core. Then he blew that entire room apart. The alarms went on as he sprinted to the escape pods. He got inside one while he listened to the alerting system as it said: "Reactor core status critical, detonation imminent." Galaxywave laughed to himself as he pressed a few buttons and saw the cruiser blow apart from a distance. He sat in the chair as he looked down at the planet his pod was hurling towards. It was Carlac...

The cold weather nipped at Galaxywave's bare skin like a strill with a Bantha bone. His armor had been torn to shreds in the crash landing. Thankfully, he lived. He just remembered that he had just blown an entire Separatist capital ship to bits. However, he also remembered about the other frigates that were also shot down. Only one of them had actually been able to somewhat make it to the surface with hostile droids still intact. Galaxywave, still shaken by the landing, started his long journey through the bitter snow. He heard rumors that a Mandalorian splinter group, Death Watch, was still occupying the planet. He would try to avoid them at all costs. But his main objective was to find the crashed ship, destroy all enemies still alive, and get a transport off this cold world of haran. Like any good clone - but he wasn't a good clone. Not in the least. He was probably another one of those defective Beta clones, his original batch. Even though they were long gone, Galaxywave was going to make however long they lived a nightmare to remember: for others... and himself.

As the hours lead to days and the days turned to weeks, Galaxywave had prepared himself to see if the Death Watch were hostiles. That was a grave mistake on his part. The Death Watch revolted against him, and they had chased him down until the Ming Po militia stepped in. They were reckless and flawed like any rebellious group was. Galaxywave almost pitied them. He chose to help them become warriors and defeat the Death Watch. They were put through the type of training Galaxywave had gone through when he was a Republic Commando who had a squad to train with. The Death Watch had already captured several of the Ming Po and the few bits of food on the planet. Galaxywave's militia would soon be put to work by removing them from the system.

Galaxywave never thought he'd actually find it, but he did. A republic outpost had been established on Carlac to find that one ship that had been shot down far too long ago. It would be amazing if the droids that survived still were operating. Galaxywave's armor was covered in the disturbing colored snow. He rushed up to the first person he saw. It was General Plo Koon, one of the wisest and most powerful Jedi on the Council. Galaxywave soon was about to ask if he could get a transport off the planet, but the Jedi interrupted him by saying what had been the past. "You have done a great thing helping the natives rebel against the Death Watch," he said. "And because of this, you shall be staying here to keep up your efforts." Keep up his efforts? Galaxywave had already done enough by spending half an entire year on the frozen wasteland in ragged armor covered with burns and sear marks. Now he was going to stay here? "General Plo, with all do respect, I've suffered through haran just to get here," Galaxywave said,"now I'm supposed to keep suffering a painful and worthless death?" "You know more about this place than we do, I'm sure. And you have had better relations with the native militia. I'm certain you'll do fine." "So I'm going to stay here then? I can't even bring back a friend from Coruscant or something?" "I'm afraid so, and you'll be with my most trusted officer, Commander Wolffe..." The commander must have heard his name since he bolted right beside Plo Koon and stood at attention. Galaxywave saw it in his eyes - even though they were also blocked by a helmet - that he was one of the dreadful Alpha clones the Nulls had complained about so much back on Kamino. Galaxywave just walked away silently while Wolffe showed him to his quarters where a strange set of armor was lying down on the bed. It wasn't snow armor, but it had the Wolfpack symbol on it, a kama, two breathing filters, a backpack with range finder, and a grey color that looked familiar to his Commando armor. Wolffe left Galaxywave to the new armor. The new gear was definitely an improvement over the phase one gear, as they now called it. Even though the next few weeks would be tough, Galaxywave was going to be tougher with this armor.

Death Watch: The Mandalorian Warriors
<span id="cke_bm_55S" style="display: none;">  <span id="cke_bm_62S" style="display: none;">  <span id="cke_bm_63S" style="display: none;">  <span id="cke_bm_64S" style="display: none;">  <span id="cke_bm_65S" style="display: none;"> Dantooine had proved to cost more than Ramikad had bargained for. His legs were now replaced by some mechanical evil that looked menacing, but also heroic. Since his full recovery, he chose to investigate a mysterious disappearance of several Republic officers and ships near Concordia. Why anyone had even

bothered to navigate ships through a neutral zone, Galaxywave would never know. As he was dropped off near one of the mining facilities, he looked around only to see it abandoned except for the shiny new Mandalorian armor. It wasn't beskar'gam, but it was definitely Mando armor. He didn't stop to examine data file dates or even see if the mining machines even worked. Whoever was stealing stuff from the Republic was either Mandalorians who worked for the Separatists, or Death Watch. Galaxywave assumed the latter. Just as he was entering one of the main rooms, an armored female Mando rushed up to him to put him into a failed head-lock. Galaxywave spun around, blaster in one hand, while his other hand was in a fist. The girl backed off slowly, but she hesitated to move faster once she got into the dark tunnel. Galaxywave couldn't risk getting caught so he charged the woman head on, left arm bent towrds his chest, and rammed her. Galaxywave now understood why when he charged at droids people called him Ram. Or maybe it was because they were too lazy to say all of Ramikad. Either way he lived up to that title. The woman fell flat on her back while her helmet rolled into the darkness. She was... an intresting creature. She was human. Galaxywave shook his head as he raised the blaster and shot a bolt through her head. Oddly, he actually felt regret for killing an enemy. But he was a soldier; he was meant to kill. He thought about the parents and family members of that Mando as he moved on.

Galaxywave awoke several hours later in a meeting room filled with helmeted men and women all with different armor and visor shapes. The men mainly had the standard T-shape, and the women had that weird Nite Owl visor. They were all staring at him now. "So, the Republic sent one of you shiny boys to come see who has been doing the theft around here?" one of the Mandos said. "Come, have a drink. It's fresh tea. Should be tasty or else those cooks are getting it tonight." "Why are you being nice to me after I shot one of your kind?" Galaxywave asked. "We forgive our brothers and sisters, ner vod." "I'm not one of you. Jango might have been a Death Watch, and I might as well be a clone of him, but I'm not some ruthless individual who kills for pleasure." The tray of tea came in and everyone grabbed a cup. Galaxywave had no choice, but he wouldn't drink it. They all raised their glasses as if they were all about to say a long boring speech. "K'oyacyi!" they all said. It meant to stay alive, but in this case it was cheers. Galaxywave soon had his opinion of the Death Watch changed after seeing the 'captured' men being treated with care and helping around the base. Maybe the Death Watch weren't so bad after all.

Battle of Sarrish
"All troops, mount up!" a clone commander said as the many clone troopers loaded into the gunships. Galaxywave wasn't in his Commando armor anymore. He wore it occasionally, but now he mainly wore his standard clone armor which had teal stripes along the forehead and sides of the helmet, teal marks on the body plates similar to the 212th's orange armor, a camoflauged kama, and a standard range-finder. The 212th wasn't the best group to be working with, but they weren't the worst of the Republic's clones. He befriended a couple of them named Tey and Raive - both whom had served during the first battle of Felucia. They were still part of Wolfpack, but they had orange marks on their symbols this time. Galaxywave could easily identify who was whom. They all piled into one of the larties and rode their way down to Sarrish.

"A ground asault on that is too dangerous," General Obi-wan Kenobi said as the ARC-170 fighters formed along with the Republic's LAAT/i's and LAAT carriers. Galaxywave only heard the general on a unit comlink established for the 212th. "Leave that promontory for the gunships and ARC-170s to deal with later," the general finished. "Will do general," the commander replied, "Cody out." The chat was silent for most of the way down, but it soon picked up again after several bursts of cannon fire blasted towards the LAAT's, knocking several of them down or exterminating them in mid-air. "All ships, break off

the attack! Cody. Come in Commander... Respond," one of the pilots was saying into the comms. "All units, prepare for a full-front assault!"  "Copy that," Ramikad Galaxywave said as an explosion shook the gunship resulting in a crash landing. The troops were only a few dozen klicks away from the designated landing point, but that was still a long way to walk.

A blaster shot zipped past Ramikad as he ducked behind the downed gunship that the survivors were using as cover. He took out a DC-15 blaster and started to fire blindly. A few of the others seemed to be doing the same as well. Tey searched the crew compartments for anything salvagable, but found nothing. Another volley of blaster shots buzzed towards the trooper, who was still out in the open instead of behind the cover where everyone else was. With a dozen shots to his upper and lower mid-sections, Tey fell to the ground from on top the larty's left wing. His body landed next to Galaxywave with a thud, while the remaining five troopers sent cover-fire towards the unseen enemy. Raive soon felt Tey's pain as several blaster shots punctured his armor and helmet. Galaxywave now only had four troops remaining. Tay and Raive were the closest to friends Galaxywave had in the army. Now, they were dead. Ramikad Galaxywave watched the battle as more of the men started to fall down to more blaster volleys sent in by the enemy. He couldn't bear to watch any more of the intense action as the last man took just one shot to the head and fell slowly backwards to the ground. Galaxywave shut his eyes and sprawled out into a lifeless position. To make the scene more realistic, he quickly took off his helmet, purposely shot a blaster hole into the forehead, then put it back on his head while he sat in his position with his blaster at his side in case anyone should attack.

The suspense was killing Ramikad Galaxywave as he heard more fighting in the distance. He took the risk of opening his eyes within the blaster shot helmet and stood up looking in the distance. From the looks of it, the droids seemed to be attacking at the landing point. But... how? The landing point was several klicks away. He checked his chrono, but was stunned to see it. It was hours later from when the gunship had crashed. The landing point wasn't easy to get to from his position. He dodged several blaster bolts and rounds of cannon fire. When he reached the area, Galaxywave just saw the lifeless clones lying on the ground. Several troopers were wounded, and the few that were fine started to drop dead instantly. Galaxywave soon saw one of the Republic Commandos who decided to help the wounded. Galaxywave almost felt that this clone was one of Beta squad just pulling a cruel joke on him. But he knew his squad was dead, and this Commando's squad was also gone. The commando looked up at him for a little while then left to probably tend to someone else. Galaxywave soon knew he had to leave Sarrish ASAP. He went up to one of the troopers who was fending off as many droids as he could, but was utterly useless compared to the homing spider droids and dwarf spider droids hammering the survivors. "Trooper, contact the fleet, get some evac gunships for the wounded," Galaxywave said. The trooper nodded a confirmation and patched into the comms. Moments later an LAAT came in to extract the wounded. Galaxywave looked around for the commando, but saw nothing that he was looking for. "Sir, we need you to get aboard... now," one of the troopers said as he checked one of the injured clones. Galaxywave felt it was wrong to leave anyone behind, even if they were dead. But he stepped onto the platform and made his way back to the cruiser. The casualties were too hight to even count, but the day was won.

Battle of Ord Mantell
The gunships lowered themselves onto the ground as the troops spread out into the area. Grievous was already being taken care of by Ki-Adi Mundi and his men. Galaxywave's teal colored clone troopers set up their defensive positions as a rain of blaster fire streamed down onto the landed gunship. A few shots were lucky and hit the fuel cells or engine. The LAAT was sent into a fireball of destruction as the few pieces of scrap metal fell from the sky. Galaxywave just stared at the destruction. He had seen far worse, but neither pilots lived, and nothing could be used after that explosion. His team was still at their same cover position as the AAT's dusted in dirt and whatever else was on the ground charged towards the surviving squad. This was already reminding Galaxywave of Sarrish. They were never going to get to the droid factory that had been established not too long ago at this rate. This factory, hidden well by the garbage and wrecked vehicles on the planet, had been supplying the Seppies with numerous battle droids and tanks. If they started to rebuild the super tanks used back in the second battle of Geonosis, the Republic wouldn't stand a chance against that fire power. That was why Galaxywave knew that they had to complete the mission. The blaster fire wasn't going to end all by itself, so Galaxywave and his few remaining men jumped from behind their cover and began to press the offensive. The shots fired all around Galaxywave as the team charged forwards towards the tanks, blowing each one down with ease. They had eventually cleared the way towards the factory. Only one man remained from the attack on the tanks. The trooper and Galaxywave soon entered the factory, unaware of the dangers that lurked within... .

The two troopers made it to the main entry, but Galaxywave still had a feeling they had left a few droids too many wandering around the outside of the factory. He was right. As soon as they entered the first door, a swarm of droids washed over them. The trooper beckoned Galaxywave to go on without him. "I'm not leaving you to die," Galaxywave said. "Don't worry," the trooper replied, "the others have done their jobs... now it's time for me to finish mine." The trooper kept blasting down droids, but eventually was over run when Galaxywave shut a transparasteel blast-door to see if the trooper would live and still be protected. It was already hopeless. The trooper, still fending off the battalions of droids, soon took a shot to the left shoulder between the shoulder plate and the body armor. He fliched and grabbed the wound, still fighting. Another shot came to his back. And another to his leg. Soon he was surrounded by a volley of blaster fire. The trooper fell to the ground as Galaxywave turned and dashed down the hallway. He couldn't believe this factory had already produced an army of droids in the given time it was open. Galaxywave entered the main control room where he found the unbelieveable. Three super tanks had been waiting for him and had all aimed directly at Galaxywave. This was what he had not wanted to happen. And what the rest of the galaxy had feared... .

More coming soon.

Battle aboard the Accumulator
Soon after the battle on Ord Mantell, Galaxywave took up command of a new cruiser that he called the Accumulator. It got its name since it was built from the scrap on the planet's surface from many destroyed vessels and vehicles. It didn't look all that great with a rusty paint job, and no red coloring to it. It was defintely in need of some more work, but that would have to wait. Only a few days before Galaxywave had taken his fleet out to Carlac, an invasion began on his new capital ship. The battle came without warning as the drills made a quick pace to puncture the hull of the weak cruiser. The alarms went into action immedeately: blasting out a warning signal to the crew. When Ramikad finally reached the hangar, the drills had already deployed their load of SBD's (Super Battle Droids/B2s). The fighting became a struggle to protect the reactor core. Especially since if it was entirely destroyed, the ship would go to pieces too. The SBD's began a storm of blaster fire, followed by a volley of rockets from the assault SBD's. The troopers took cover behind crates and fighters and tried to fend off the enemy's advance. Galaxywave soon remembered when a Sith Assassin had infiltrated a cruiser to take back Viceroy Gunray. This battle was all too real though. And the troops seemed to be doing an excellent job. That was said, until he looked towrds the drills again and saw something that made his eyes widen. It was General Grievous... .

More coming soon.

Coruscant
""It is with great disappointment that I announce the 374th Acklay Battalion has been... disbanded. With many casualties and more soon to come, I cannot run this legion without it falling apart in battle. The few troops that remain will be redirected under the command of General Kenobi as troops in the 212th.""

- Ramikad Galaxywave's speech overseeing the destruction of his unit

More coming soon.

Battle of Vjun
Bast Castle was a dark fortress created on a large rock spire on the acidic world of Vjun. Mainly Sith and other dark Force users went there. Now it had become a battlefield. The droids had already fleed the planet, but something else disturbed Juley, so Galaxywave was forced to stay. They wandered around for a few hours and eventually started to head back to the castle. Galaxywave's HUD comlink chirped and for a moment he thought an ARC trooper or Rav Bralor was going to get onto him for being late. But it wasn't either of them. It was a voice that sounded raspy and evil. "Execute Order 66," it said. From Galaxywave's memory from Orders 1-150, Order 66 was the order that said for all clones to exterminate the Jedi if they ever were caught staging a coup against the GAR. It was an order that didn't make sence to even have or give. However, his duty came first, no matter how bad the orders were. He lifted the DC-15 blaster he was holding, pushed it to Juley's back, and fired. Galaxywave felt a flush of relief as the blast hit the Jedi straight in her back. He didn't even regret it...

Order 66
"Seeing the destruction and disbandment of the 374th legion, under orders given directly from the Supreme Commander (Chancellor) ARCb-01 must recruit approximately five (5) clone troops for an elite unit. The required standards for a unit include: 1 medic, 1 technician, 1 commander, and 2 additional troops (no specific rank necessary). Deadline will not be postponed or earlier than two (2) months after the completion of a new army/alliance."

- Database commands from anonymous source to Ramikad Galaxywave

Coming soon.

No one left behind
"What happened?" Juley asked. Galaxywave had stunned her only to make her look dead when he tried to get her off the planet. He wasn't happy about his idea since it was a plan that only made sence as you went along. "I stunned you so none of my brothers would try to kill you," Galaxywave snarled,"We got an order to shoot every Jedi dead, but as you know me, I tend to not follow rules at all." "Where are we headed?" "Relax, I'm just bringing you to Mandalore. Somewhere in the woods." "Mandalore? Why there?" "Would you rather me dump you off on Mustafar?" "No..." "Besides, it's a great planet once you get to 'fit in' with the locals." "What do you mean 'fit in'?" "Mandalorians. They wear the armor, fight any outsider they don't like, and have great hospitality if you're one of them. Of course, it's going to mean you have to stop with your Force osik." "I have to wear the armor don't I?" "Sort of. You get the strongest, yet heaviest armor: beskar." The freighter landed in a dense forest with a wooden house that seemed to look like it could hold an entire crew of a cruiser. Galaxywave tossed Juley the armor he was explaining. Then, he started back up the ramp. "Where are you going?" Juley asked. "Back to the army," Galaxywave grunted. "You saved me from death, yet you'll go and abandon me now?" "No, you are fine with the armor, but my brothers don't have that kind of stuff, and I'll protect them until I run out of life. That's a promise." "Aren't you even considering getting married, having a family? Of course me and Wedge will help you find someone and-" She was cut short by the sounds of engine drives humming to life. Galaxywave hated when people told him about having families, wives and all that junk. He knew the clone population far exceeded any females, and those who did get married were one in a million. Perhaps a billion thanks to the new clones from Centax. Galaxywave sighed as the transport headed back to Coruscant. It was then that he remembered what Rav Bralor had said about him: "Kaysh shu'shuk". And he finally knew what she meant: "He's a disaster". She was probably right, but Galaxywave still took it hard. He sat in the pilot's seat, dejected that everyone would see him only as a soldier or screw-up.

Battle of Kamino (GW)
The Clone Wars were long ended, and a new era had risen in it's place: the Galactic Civil War. As the first task Ramikad Galaxywave, now an Imperial stormtrooper, had to do was to help in the attack on Kamino, Tipoca City to be exact. This was the one chance he had to exact his revenge. The rain beat down on his new armor like when he was on Rhen Var. It was back to where his brothers, his family, were killed. Vengeance was now the one thing on Galaxywave's mind. Before he knew it, he was already inside while the traitorous clones fought off the Empire. A Kaminoan was standing at his desk, probably memorizing codes or DNA osik. Galaxywave took no hesitation to walk right up to him and wait there silently. The Kaminoan bent down to where his eyes were level with Galaxywave's. At that instant moment, Galaxywave head-butted the grey creep as hard as he could with a helmet on. Blood flew from the Kaminoan's nose while it scrambled to the computers. Galaxywave walked slowly up again and took a punch to the grey creature's chest. His vibroblade was ejected right at that moment, and more of the odd colored liquied oozed onto the floor. Galaxywave knew he had to end this soon, so he took out a sharp blade that he'd stole n from Imperial tech and swung at the Kaminoan's neck. The tall grey figure was now dead below his boot, and the blade had been snapped in the cutting. Galaxywave just stood there, thinking long and hard: what would he do now? The only reason he'd stayed in the army this long was to finally have revenge. And now that the Seppies were all finished and the Kaminoans all exterminated, there was nothing left for him to do in the Empire. It was then that he realized his "brothers" were defending their home, while the aruetyc stormtroopers kept pounding them all to their deaths. Galaxywave lost his thought when one of the clones ran inside, pointing a blaster at him. He stood his ground hard. Galaxywave just dropped his blaster and raised his hands in a surrendering pose. The clone looked puzzled for a second, then lowered his blaster. It was a long moment of silence as the clone apporached him cautiously. Galaxywave took the moment to remove his helmet to show he was a clone as well, but he also started to undo his pads while grabbing the nearest clone's armor plates and putting them on. The clone that had walked in was none other than formally Captain Caper, a clone leader who had been under the control of Juley back in the day. He was Juley's main clone assistant, but Galaxywave was mainly supposed to be assigned to Kai Bauer, a Jedi General well-known for his reckless tactics but also his effectiveness. Kai had been a good friend, but now that he was gone, Galaxywave focused to here and now. Caper stood there silently watching Galaxywave equip the clone armor. "Let's get going then..." Caper said, unsure about this.

Mandalore
With the fall of Kamino and the rise of the new Empire, Ramikad Galaxywave finally decided to become a Mandalorian. His armor was made from the scraps

of old ARC trooper gear stripped of the old plastic, plated with beskar (the mythical metal that has been rumored to be able to withstand a lightsaber), and coated with new paint. It was finally coming reality: Galaxywave was now becoming a real Mando'ad. Blue meant reliable, and that was true with Galaxywave's armor. He would of prefered red, but the meaning didn't go well. Blue looked simple, pleasant, and innocent; perfect for mercenary work. He started a Mandalorian village on an asteroid near Mandalore. The oxygen levels were perfectly balanced for survival, even though it's recommended to leave your buy'ce on when on the rock. There was a small farm, plenty of trees, a restuarant, some barracks, and a little shed next to the armory. It was the best anyone in these times would get to a peaceful area. However, he only let the real Mandalorians enter, not those frauds that put on armor and say they're a Mando. Galaxywave soon heard rumors of a new army standing to fight the new Empire. This was the good effect of gossip in the bar. The new army was called the Rebel Alliance, or Rebellion. This didn't concern Galaxywave until he found out that a few years ago, Mandalore allowed the new stormtroopers to mine for beskar. "Well, they'll never have true beskar'gam (iron skin) now will they?"

The Empire
I never thought I'd ever set foot inside this insane army again, but here I was standing in front of another officer who looked as ticked off as a Bantha with a Tusken Raider riding on top. The officer was looking me over, and my helmet was knocked away at least a few meters. This officer was what we'd call back home a di'kut. He'd done the wrong thing of taking the buy'ce off my head and throwing it beside him. It must have rolled off with the clatter of those dreaded Stormtrooper boots. The armor looked decent and comfortable, but from what I've seen back on Kamino, that armor ain't good for anything. It's just plastic as far as anyone is concerned! I stood perfectly still. If the officer had come by a few seconds later, he might of mistaken me for a new statue that someone put beskar'gam over. The only things moving were my eyes as I stared down the Imperial troops, and my heart. It was beating to Heart-attack Mode as I called it during the Clone Wars. I'd often been in this state back on Geonosis and Kamino, but now it was different. This was an enemy looking at me as I had tried to load up the cargo. He had stopped me dead in my tracks when he asked for an ID. I refused, and so now I was still standing like a lifeless copy of a stone figure. The officer was pacing back and forth, but I still didn't let my guard down. Finally, the officer heard something and ran off. It was the loudest explosion I'd ever heard since my helmet was still on the ground. I looked over to where it had come from. One of the other freighters was in flames and smoke while a fire team was struggling to put it out. As much as I wanted to leave, I just had to stay to know who did this. An enemy of this Empire is any friend of mine, with the exception of the Jedi. I had been trying to put the term Jedi and Sith out of my mind, but those words are said pretty much everywhere I go now. I had to ask one of my clone brothers what was going on. I walked up to one of the figures in white armor who was taking his helmet off. I was going to just tell him some silly joke about the Kaminoans, but it wasn't a clone. Not at all. It was some Rhodian who was bemused by the fire. I was furious. Either that guy stole that armor from a dead clone, or he stole pieces of it from many dead clones. Those were the only options. However when I asked him how he aquired that gear, he simply said he was a hired soldier ready to over-throw the Jedi. That was... strange to hear. I never heard of any mercenary soldier working for Palps since the first few days with the Cuy'val Dar. This guy was obviously not telling a lie when I saw him look at a corpse laying on the permacrete. I would have went to go see who it was for myself, but I couldn't bear it if it was one of my friends or even a brother. I heard shouts and commands coming from every direction. "Get those fires out!" "Check all the other ships!" "The traitor who did this is a Jedi!" The last one caught my attention. I decided to see the body for myself now. When I walked over, I was about to slaughter ever one of those "hired troopers". It was a Mandalorian with a saber clung to her belt. The officers were moving in, pushing me aside as they hauled the corpse to some destination. I was definitely upset that they never bothered to even see if she was still alive or check a pulse or anything to revive her. I never knew that one, but I recall seeing a lot of female Mandalorians with the Nite Owl visor and symbols. None of them had orange armor color though. I watched the flames being put out as I went back to my freighter. If there was any group against this shabla army, I'd join it in a heart-beat...

The Rebellion
After many rotations of building a barn for the damaged Y-wing, Galaxywave had been especially busy with bringing in supplies he left on his ship - the freighter that had mysteriously lost all fuel when it touched down - and brinning it to his home. The last trip to check if anything was still there had been unusual. A backpack and crate was added to the collection. Galaxywave took the crate back and hauled the light pack as well. He set the crate down outside, but he took the backpack inside to see what was in there. It only had food rations from a really long time ago. He dusted off the back of the pack to reveal a symbol that had only been around during the greatest battles during an era that had been replaced long ago. It was a Republic backpack with rations from when he was a Commando. He never actually ate the tasteless cubes, even if he was dying of starvation. This time, though, he took one and popped it in his mouth. They were right about no taste, but it was good to Galaxywave. He heard a faint beeping sound that grew louder over time. Galxywave placed on his helmet and looked closer inside the pack. A red glow eminated from the left side. It was definitely a bomb, as he had predicted. Galaxywave started to have a mental panic, but his instincts took over as he threw the pack in the corner of the room. Half the building collapsed under itself leaving him to be sleeping in the barn for the night. He couldn't sleep now. Who tried to assassinate him? He didn't want to know...

A faint breeze came from within the cold barn. The door was left open oddly. Galaxywave sat up and saw a sheet of flimsi sitting right beside him. The words were stained with the leaking oil and fuel from the crippled Y-wing that sat right next to him. The only few word he could read were: meet, at, Yavin IV. That was common sence since they were all close to each other. Someone had wanted him dead last night, but now they wanted him on another planet. Something had to be checked before he left. The crate he dragged from the freighter was still beside his house, unmoved from its location even after the explosion. Galaxywave took a deep breath in and held it while he opened the crate. He almost fell backwards when he saw what was inside. His old Commando helmet sat straight up staring at him with a newer looking visor. It wasn't yellow anymore: it was blue, the kind he had during Geonosis and the kind most Commandos still had after that battle. His armor was also in there as well as his DC-17 blaster and anti-armor attachment. The armor scrapes were still there as well as the burns and cuts. This was the first time he had seen the armor since he delivered Juley to Mandalore and forced her to stay hidden behind a helmet. He now felt bad for telling her what to do for a change, but he couldn't risk getting a beat-up from her husband. Galaxywave had to catch the next transport off Mandalore to where Yavin IV was.

The Y-wing - which was still in terrible shape - landed just beyond a small temple Galaxywave had found. No transports were going to Yavin, so Galaxywave took his fighter. It had finally seen the end of it's days as he stepped out of it and watched the fighter break apart into many pieces he couldn't identify. He hated to lose it, but this would soon be worth it. Either he would soon find the assassin or he'd be doing a job a Republic Commando would do. He had decided to wear the Katarn-armor for old times sakes, and he even modified it with new paint and a backpack with thermal detonator canisters hooked into his pack like a demolitions Commando. He walked inside the temple and saw a flash of light as he rolled out of the way. A red blast left the temple through the wide doorway. A round of fire soon started as Galaxywave reached for the old DC-15 he used to stun Juley. He fired the stun blasts back as a vollet between him and these... pirates? No, they were organized and didn't seem to have anything worth value. He kept firing anyways. The strangers soon surrounded him and began firing at his armor plates only to see it not doing any actual damage. They stopped firing and dropped their weapons as a man with grey hairs stepped down from the upper floors. "So, the Empire is tougher than we first thought..." he said. "Shame we don't get anything but a pathetic surrender." He sounded displeased as he raised his hands with the others. "What are you talking about?" Galaxywave sounded irritated. "I'm not with the stupid Empire. I was a Republic Commando who went AWOL to..." He paused. He remembered he wasn't a Republic Commando: he was now a Mandalorian. The officer smiled, and the other few people lowered their arms into relaxation. So, these guys were against the Empire. That sounded great until the officer said something that sounded like "allied with Jedi" when he was saying what they do and who they are. Galaxywave only shook his head in disappointment as he trudged back to his ruined Y-wing with his head down looking at the dirt ground. The Y-wing wasn't getting anywhere, but he saw something that caught his eye: a newer looking Y-wing that had more advancements and weapons. He decided to take that one since it was only partially damaged with a small audio system failure. In other words: the comms were destroyed. He made the journey back home to Mandalore faster than he ever did with his old fighter. That Rebel Alliance or whatever wasn't Galaxywave's idea when he meant an army against the Empire. He expected an army that hated both Jedi and Sith. He sat in his barn that night, upset that he had no fighter to house, since he rejected the idea of keeping the Y-wing. Then, an idea came up into his mind. A great idea that also meant that he'd have to do a lot of searching. He'd do it though.

Return of the 374th legion head-leaders
Jaro made his way down to the surface of Kuat where he was sure no Imperial forces were. He stumbled his way in his Mandalorian armor into a room that Juley and Wedge were in. They were holding the children he had heard so much about. Mia was snuggled up in Juley's arms, and Jacen was fast asleep in Wedge's. Jaro predicted they would be in their armor, and they were. Wedge was wearing his red armor, and Juley was in her blue armor. Jaro simply sat down in a chair next to them to discuss why they had invited him. Juley spoke up as Kai Bauer and Kole Magwind entered the room. Kole wasn't a clone, but he did attempt to serve as one back on Kamino. Kai was still looking like the reckless, but now trustful, warrior he once was. Grey hairs seemed to be appearing on all of them, except Jaro. After all, he was the "Everlasting Beta" as clones on Kamino had called him. Things were now changing, but if this attack was to go out correctly, they needed all the help they could get. Unfortunately, since the children were still too young to fight, someone had to stay at the house and guard them. Everyone in the room, except Jaro, was a Jedi or a Force-user. But Jaro was the only clone in the room. It all would work out in the end. "Okay, so we're going to destory an Imperial station on Dantooine?" Kole asked. Juley nodded silently. "We're not going to be able to do much since we are few in numbers and very weakened by this new war," Kai said wearily. Jaro took the oppertunity to ask something important. "Are we still planning on doing this?" he asked, "I mean, taking down the Sith? That's not going to be easy. Just look at what happened to Alderran. Just because that Death Star is gone, doesn't mean the Empire isn't a threat any longer." Jaro spoke from his heart, something he never did unless it involved... his family. Yes, they were now his family, or close to one. He never suspected that he'd turn against his real brothers and fight for Jedi he sort of disliked. He actually released that grudge against the Jedi long ago on Mandalore when he got back from Yavin 4. The room was silent for a long time. Kai soon broke the empty talk after a few minutes. "If we needed to pull something big, we would have done that with the Death Star long ago, but the Rebellion beat us to it." "Well, let's get to it," Galaxywave said, "Dantooine awaits us."

The Galactic Battle of Dantooine
Coming soon

Evacuation from Darkness
After finding out that the loved game Clone Wars Adventures was coming to an end, Ramikad Galaxywave alerted the current squad he was in, The CLXXV Regiment, that he had came up with an evacuation plan. He had reported this idea to the Generals and Jamillia Kragdream, their leader. Most accepted this idea of disbanding and regrouping at a rendezvous point on Ord Mantell on the game known as The Old Republic. The idea originated from Raiden Huttbroker, a man of ideas and skill and had attempted to start the Night Wars with his glorious Night Ravens Empire.

The evacuation had begun smoother than anticipated. Ramikad Galaxywave took one last look at his lots and houses spread across the galaxy. In his quarters, he grabbed a coat from his closet and two vaguely familiar helmets: an ARC trooper and a Republic Commando one, both littered across with battle scars. He dropped both down as he looked at the chrono. Only a few seconds before he had to leave. "It was hard and sad to let go of a wonderful past," he once said,"especially when the past was the best times of your life." The helmets rested next to two DC-17 side arm blasters and a DC-17 standard as he dashed out of the room. Soon, the name Ramikad had died along with the armor left behind in the ashes of CWA. ~

Characteristics/personality and traits
Like all clones, Ramikad Galaxywave was a cloned soldier of the bounty hunter Jango Fett. During his batch's growth phase, a brain tumor was discovered in each of them. Seeing that this defect could result in ineffective soldiers, the Kaminoans decided to terminate them. However, seeing that Ramikad Galaxywave was the only one who could stick up to them like the first Null troopers, they had made a decision to make him a Republic Commando. The tumor had vanished from sight over time and Galaxywave seemed to be acting normal as a clone, but he could never tell a joke, never laugh about someone trying to joke around, never being loose as the others were. "It was as if he had no outside life besides being a soldier..." -Kai Bauer.

The tumor may have been removed from existance, but new abilities had arisen. Of these abilities were a slow growth after the clone age of 20 (about 3-times slower than that of an average human), the disability to be very slow at thinking, and the power to not obey orders at times. The latter one had an extreme effect on the battlefield. Orders were orders, but the tumor had ruined the batch since it was discovered. Ramikad Galaxywave wasn't like any clone, he was different, both good and bad.

Other data

 * Friends: Wedge Fractalbreak, juley skywalker, STRlKER NICESHOT, Griff Snowjunker, captain caper, kai bauer, Burn Skirata, Talverd Skirata, (add player name to list) [names mentioned in bio are in bold]
 * Clone legions involved in: 212th, 104th, 501st, 374th (teal colored legion designated to Galaxywave's command after the battle of Dantooine)
 * Status: Partially crippled from near death explosion with several scars all over
 * Beskar'gam color: Blue
 * ARC trooper armor: grey or blue (There are two uniforms)
 * Weapons: DC-17 w/ anti-armor and sniper attachments, DC-15 side arm, DC-15 blaster, DC-15 blaster rifle, Mandalorian blaster, one faded blue and green lightsabers (collected as trophies after his first Jedi kill as a Mandalorian), and a rotary blaster cannon/mini-gun repeater.
 * Katarn armor color (Commando gear): Yellow visor, completely grey w/ darker shade of grey going down center and across the left chest plate (Technically a bland version of Boss or Gregor with a different visor color).
 * Family members: N/A
 * Cruisers: the Assaulter (during first battle of Geonosis and first assault on Ryloth- where it originally got it's name) and the Accumulator (a collection of scrap metal found on Ord Mantell, and capital ship in Ramikad Galaxywave's fleet).
 * Failed squads: Ramikadyc Aliit, Aliit RAID (Ramikadyc And Independent Deathwatch), The 374th Acklay Battalion. (More will probably be added to this section...)

<span id="cke_bm_56S" style="display:none;">  Event #1: Torrent Company
Attention: with the closing of CWA, I'm going to hold "events" at my houses or at combat zones. Anyone willing to participate, there will be certain requirements/gear that will need to be filled. On Friday, Febuary 28, 2014, at around 6PM-9PM, there will be the first event on my Ryloth lot known as Chaotic feild where everyone must wear phase one clone gear (if you don't have any I'll be more than happy to purchase an alternative). Hope to see you there!

Event #2: Delta Squad/Republic Commandos/lizards
As you may have noticed in the previous event, I am holding parties based on a specific item/squad/topic. This one will be held March 15th, 2014 at 10AM-12:30PM. But why should the fun end at one house, when you can move the party to another? We'll be swithing from my first house (Damaged medical cruiser) to my other Ryloth lot (Trandoshan fortress). The required gear/species for this one is either be a Trandoshan or wear Republic Commando armor. See you soon!

Event #3: The 501st
This event will be where everyone wears the 501st jetpack armor, Kix's gear, Fives's gear, or Sergeant Appo armor! Time will be scarce for this one sadly. It will be from 10AM-11AM on the Sunday March 2nd at my house called Separatist field. For the 501st!

Event #4: Geonosian Raid!
This event will have eveyone role play as a Geonosian, battle droid, desert troopers, flamethrower troops, regular phase one clones, or even Jedi! The event will be right after Event #3 and will last until 1PM and is at my lot, Geonosian ravine. Defend or destroy the sheild generator to push the invasion to whoever you choose!

Event #5: Death Watch vs. Mandalorians
For this event, everyone will be wearing beskar'gam (Mandalorian armor). All blue gear will be considered Death Watch. All other gear will be Mando, unless you claim otherwise. Time: 10pm-12am, March 15th. Show who is better: Death Watch or the Mandalorians! Oya Manda!

Event #6: Knightfall and Order 66
The Clone Wars have ended; the Jedi have been betrayed! For this event, guests will wear Sergeant Appo gear or be a Jedi. No specific rules will be required for this one. Role play, chat, or just hang with your friends! Event will be at my house know as Damaged Jedi Temple at around 5pm-? on March 16th. Execute Order sixty-six!