Private journal of CL-1903-98, Don, entry I, Mygeeto . This is the first entry of a new saga I am producing; Diaries of Clone Troopers. It is inspired by some of Karen Traviss's work - Read her novels if you get the chance. . They are all gone, all of them. Even General Mundi – ha, you would have thought that at least a Jedi Master would have survived this hell hole. I’m the only one left, they are all gone. All of them; Sith, Vhett, Tor – all of my brothers, gone. And the General, he was a miserable little di’kut though, cared about everything but didn’t give a mott’s about our welfare. Even called those of us who embraced our heritage as hindrances to the army, he’s a shabla aruetii. Still, I’m the only one left and I gave the order to engage, I didn’t think we had a choice. It’s all my fault and they are gone, they are all dead.
And I’m alive, in this stupid eel tunnel. I’m here alive, and they are dead up there. Why them? Why not me? Why anyone? I suppose this is the galaxy’s way of telling me the osik’s hit the fan and it’s all my fault. They are all gone, I’m never going to see them again.
Right; how I got in this mess:
After the GAR gained more ground after much fighting on the Ice covered planet Mygeeto of which the Senate decided we needed. They needed the ‘job done right’ so they picked us, the 212th to continue the fight. It was even worse when we were told by Cody, CC-2224, that we would be going to the planet with only 4 platoons to assist the already bogged down Galactic Marines. Luckily it was only temporary.
I’m still in the dark as to why we had to fight on a planet in the middle of an ice age. But we’re still here, wasting time, fighting meaningless battles for a guy who sits on a chair and preaches to everyone about how much he loves democracy and the Republic. It’s all a load of osik if you ask me. He should leave it to the people who know what they’re doing – and that is not the Jedi. We are spread so thinly across the galaxy that our defense is transparent. If everyone just let us clones do everything the war would most definitely end a lot sooner.
And don’t even get me started on Jedi General Ki-Adi-Mundi. I’d much prefer General Kenobi, he at least acknowledges our efforts but seeing as he’s on some crazy quest to answer an ancient Jedi distress signal, we’re stuck with Mundi for now – and I thought that just having Mundi around was hard. Shab I was so wrong. And now they are all gone. Every single one of them.
It was just a routine scouting mission – nothing out of the ordinary, it had even stopped snowing. We (Ghoul Squad, including some boys wearing newly engineered phase snow gear and Mundi) were making our way across a bridge, construction beginning not too long before the war (never officially completed, but the Seps managed to do quite a bit more damage), when we saw it. Right on the end of the bridge where it met the land. For once I was happy to see our cone-headed Jedi friend. He had insisted on coming on patrol due to the good weather – for Mygeeto – and his ‘Force Powers’ had detected a ‘disturbance’. My boys took it as an insult at the time but boy did he make up for it later. I still don’t like him but he would go on to give us quite a substantial amount of help. Nothing could have prepared us for what we faced. Even Mundi didn’t get through.
This is the first of many, I hope you liked it I tried to capture the emotions of losing people close to you. I hope, for those of you who read it all, you liked how it was written. And for those of you who stopped halfway through I hope you liked the builds.