My Clone Army

Passing the Torch

3???: What should we do?

2???: We must exterminate them.

???: But that would set us back a couple Thousand, Might I suggest we keep them?

2???: NO! If the Republic were to find out about this unexpected Mutation then our Reputation will be Damage. We should-

Then a Male Voice came over head.

Male: They are no different form my Son, there is a saying in Mandalorian Culture, "Trains your Son to be Strong but Trains your Daughters to be Stronger"

???: But Mr. Fett-

Jango: They may not what you envision but they still are warriors like the others and I have the perfect Trainer for them.

(Flashback Ends)

We were trained by Jango's adopted Sister, Jayla in fighting a War. However, the reason why we are here on Tatooine training is that our training was slower than our brothers. Mainly due the Kaminoans doing experiments on us in such we had days off much to our disappointment.

Yet, it wasn't all that Bad, we became close with Boba, Jango's Son. All of us became like an older Sisters to him as we spent our time together on Kamino. Some, if not all of us, wanted to know what happen to him after they left Kamino cause it never felt the same without him. The Memories we made were great, but all of us miss little our Little Brother.

As we continued to eat our food and chat about this attack that may come. We notice Anya enter the Mess Hall of which she came over to me.

Zara: Something up?

Anya: Yeah. The Commander is having a Funeral for the General

Zara: Seriously? When is it going to take place?

Anya: In a few mins. His droid, "Ren" told me about it.

I then notice the ENTIRE Cafeteria was listening in on our conversation. Thier faces varied form worry, concern, or anger.

Lara: Your Shitting me right? Why would we attend the funeral of an Jedi when there was no Funeral for our brothers?

She was followed by others agreeing with her and those trying to counteract them. I looked back at Anya and saw a Massive Tick markon her head.

Anya: ENOUGH!!!

This gets everyone quiet. I know why she was made the Leader of us. Calm and Caring but when shit hits the Fan, she will bring her authority Side out.

Anya: THIS ISN'T UP FOR DEBATE! WE LOST SOMEONE CLOSE TO US, EVEN IF SHE WASN'T A CLONE LIKE US, WE BEST BE HONORING HER DEATH.

She calms down before making her way for the exit.

Anya: If you want to join the go to the East Gate.

She walks leaving us in the Mess hall.

(Y/n) Pov

I looked at the Torch in my hand as I know what must be done. I know this can be done at the Jedi Temple but it is a time of War. However, I feel it is the only way I can Honor her death.

I should had told the Girls this as it represents what happens to thier Brothers. However, with the hatred some have against Jedi, I doubt they'll see this as "Fancier" Funeral for the Jedi.

I walked towards the makeshift mound that took a while to build. Had to gather various plants and stuff to properly burn. As I was about place the torch with the mound I heard footsteps behind me. I turn around to see Anya walk up to me.