Sci's Datapad

Rain.

Six months had passed since the tests of Doctor Vxu. SP 01/1116 awoke in his room. The graceful figure of the first being he laid eyes on entered swiftly. The being was tall with a long, thin frame. It's small, elegant head atop a very thin, stretched out neck. The arms were also long and wiry. Its voice spoke words in a loving tone as the being smiled, "Good morning little one. I hope you remember me. I am Lama Su. This is your first day. Today you will start your training. Now, rise and follow me." The little one stood and began to follow the long being's graceful movements. SP 01/1116 could now understand where he was with greater precision. The facility he was in had white halls. As he exited his room he could see on his right millions of the giant cylinder-vats grouped in threes or fours rotating around each other. Each with a creature quite different looking from Lama Su. They were smaller, they're necks were very short and they're heads very large. SP 01/1116 could not help but let out with tiny giggle as they turned away from the spectacles. The two continued to head down the bright, open halls. As they proceeded, another being passed them, this one much like Lama Su. It paused and greeted Lama Su, "Good day. Where are you taking this specimine?" Lama Su replied, "To the training room - this is his one-hundredth and eightieth day." The other being scowled, "What? He is an SP - he will not learn like the others. The neural testing is still in progress - we simply cannot know how he will react with the others." Rama Niu pondered for a moment, "I will put him with the independents - the Commandos." The second being responded, "At least there his skills may be put to good use. Very well." Then the being continued down the hall. SP 01/1116 looked up questioningly at Rama Niu, "Wha' Comman'o?" Rama Niu glanced at him with angrily curious eyes, "A question? Already? You are a strange one indeed. Come." As they progressed down the halls once more, a window came into view. Outside of the window was a darkness SP01/1116 only knew from his sleep. There were light streaks flowing downwards, also. The contrast to everything he had known before captivated the little one. A little falsh of light form outside iluminated the glass and a reflex in curiosity and fear; he paused. "What's wrong, litte one? Come. That's only the rain." Rama Niu gentley took the infants hand and led him onward, but his eyes still looked back at the amazing dark glass. Finally they reached a herd of slightly older variants of the wierdly shaped creatures he saw in the vats. They were in several long lines heading towards a creature that looked like Rama Niu who passing out bowls and cups. SP 01/1116 let out with a laugh at the sight of the spectacle. The others looked at him curiosly, and went back to their line as if nothing had happened. They then enerted the most open of places ever seen before by the little one. There were thousands of the strange new creatures. SP 01/1116 was now afraid of the masses. A group of four hundred were hooked via headgear into strange hologram projectors, with images flashing before them. Another horde was eating from the bowls and cups he had seen before. And yet another group was in the simulators. The two entered a large room with only fifty of the wierd beings. Rama Niu talked the largest one, who was clad in bright, reflective armor from shoulder to toe, "Master Sergeant Skirata, this is SP 01/1116. He is the last of his batch." the gruff sounding sergeant replied, "Very well. The others show great promise - let's hope this one can keep up.", the graceful Rama Niu replied, "I'm sure he can. His batch was very special. The fact that he survived will serve you well." The looked down displeasingly at the little new come, "Very well."

One.

Rama Niu walked off, bowing with a small courtsie at Sergeant Skirata. The Sergeant picked up SP 01/1116 and placed him into the small formation the others were assembled in. He grunted as he took a position in front of the assembly, "Welcome, Commandos. Welcome to the first day of the of the end of your life. I am Master Sergeant Kal Skirata and I will guide you through your training to make your the most fierce and effective warriors the galaxy has seen since the anient times. Upon your birth here at Kamino until yesterday night when you went to bed you were simply clones, bred to die for the Republic. Now you are Commandos. Bred to fight, bleed, and destroy the enemy in anyway neccasary to complete the mission." Skirata began to pace around as his speech went on, "You will call me sir, and I wil call you be the last two numbers of your name." SP 01/1116 had many questions at this point, but he realized that the sergeant's monolog should not be intereupted. It took several minutes, but SP 01/1116 suddenly realized as he was was the same as the freakish things he had laughed at earlier. Despair filled his heart. And his memory faded.

... To Be Continued...