Star Wars Republic Commando: The Delta Chronicles

Disclaimer: This may surprise you all, but I don't own the Star Wars franchise! Yes! You heard right! I don't! Not a piece of it (save for a plastic Lightsabre)! Anyway, now that this is over and done with, read on.

Oh yeah, I do own the new characters that I'm introducing, as well as the storyline I have made.

Part 1: The Battle of Brothers

The Fate of Delta Squad

Blaster fire erupted around Delta 38, Scorch, and Fixer as they ran towards the Republic Gunship that was going to lift them to safety. "Damn droids! Do they know when to quit?" yelled Scorch, annoyed by the Blaster bolts flying past him. Turning and holding his DC-17m Blaster out, he fired two bursts, one separating a Battle Droid at it's mid-section, the other connecting with a Super Battle Droid's 'head', throwing it back slightly, but doing slight damage. But it created a disruption needed by Delta Squad, or rather, the remains of Delta Squad. Delta 07 was out there, in need of assistance, assistance which 38, and the others, couldn't give.

Jumping into the Gunship, 38 pulled Scorch and Fixer up. Clenching his fist, 38 growled, before holding onto a support bar. A shudder shook the three Commandos, and moments later, the Gunship rose, Blaster fire hitting its hull, but only scorching it. Around them, the tree flew past; their leaves continually hitting the Gunship, making a weird sort of crunching sound. In the trees, huts stood like beacons of light, due to the fires inside them caused by the fighting, or just fires to warm the Wookies up at night. Whichever it was, the trio didn't care.

38 let his head hang low for a second. He'd failed the primary objective: getting everyone out alive. The others showed the same views, Scorch cursing into his receiver, kicking the bulkheads, while Fixer just looked out longingly at the trees. In the middle of the trio, a holoprojector activated. The Adviser appeared, crouched, his fingers, as always, glued to the side of his helmet.

"Delta lead, get your men under control! One commando is not worth the risk to an entire operation!" The Advisor said. 38's eyes narrowed for a second, before he processed the last two words. Before he could say anything, Scorch lashed out.

"One Commando! He's talking about my pod-brother!" Scorch shouted. 38 held his free hand out.

"Hold on. Advisor, what do you mean, an entire operation?" asked 38.

The Adviser bit his lip, although no one could see it, he was wearing a helmet after all. After a second's pause, the Adviser sighed.

"You guys were the advance force for the invasion of Kashyyyk. It was your reconnaissance, your Intel that helped verify the mission And now, the invasion has begun." 38 then looked out the Gunship door and saw the trees subside. A few moments later, a dozen Droid Starships flew by, and they then heard a panicked comm. transmission of a pilot.

Scorch and Fixer then looked out, and both their jaws nearly dropped. Scorch blinked, before he spoke up, his voice full of surprise and wonder. "Boss…look, it's the invasion force!" As 38 looked on, he ten…no, twenty or more Republic Cruisers release hundreds of Republic Snub Fighters. "The invasion is just the beginning," Fixer finally added, watching the snub-fighters drop like rain. None of them thought such a force could be spared for Kashyyyk, but what they were witnessing was testament of this. 38 suppressed the will to burst out with surprise, but thankfully, the Advisor spoke up.

"Yes sir…I'll put it through right now…listen up Delta's!" The Advisor said. The comm. seemed important; the Advisor's tone was critical. The transmission of the Advisor faded and then a transmission of a long eared green figure, in Jedi robes came on.

"All Republic Forces assemble Forward Command at Kacheero," It said.

"Is that really whom I think it is?" asked Scorch, but they all knew who it was.

By the Force…Jedi Master Yoda!

"Rendezvous with Delta squad, we must…upon them, we rest much hope. Wookie freedom, must not be sacrificed" Yoda finished, and the transmission ended. The Advisor quickly appeared again.

"Sorry Delta's, you have your orders. It's back to the action for you." said the Advisor. 38 nodded, and grinned. "Delta Squad! Lock and load!" 38 shouted. A moment later, the Gunship door closed, and the scene outside was blocked. Everything went dark, and 38 looked down.

Don't worry Sev. We'll be back, I just hope you'll be there to see us…