Star Wars: The Yuuzhan Vong/ Chapter 1: The Beginning

Darkness ruled around the galactic war. Neither side was getting anywhere. On the planet of Yavin 4, Advanced Recon Captain Carg and Sector Commander Ponds searched together for any means of food. They were not running low, but needed everything they could get. The area the two clones were in was misty along with clouds storming in. Ponds had the urge to talk to Carg about some of his past. He cleared his throat and began with a silly tone, “Hey, Carg. I’m getting tired of just moping around like this. When are we gonna get some action?”

Carg walked a little slower and turned his head partially to his comrade. “What is it, Ponds?” Carg asked, knowing that something was up.

“Excuse me?”

“I said, what is it? What’s on your mind?” Carg stopped in his tracks. His red-colored boots turned to semi-brown colored ones due to his cessation of walking and the forcing of his feet to stop. Carg never really changed the look of his armor - all of it was basically the same since he first got it in the Clone War - grey and red colorings in his ARC trooper form. Ponds on the other hand changed from his standard clone trooper armor with maroon markings to phase two form. Still with the maroon markings, though.

“Well, I’ve been thinking at night about all the horrors of war in the galaxy,” Ponds started.

“That’s what war does best, Ponds,” Carg replied, putting his hand on Ponds’ shoulder.

“But I think loose ends need to be tied up. I need to go visit Aurra Sing in the detention center.”

“What do you plan on doing once you get there?” Carg asked, suspicious of Ponds’ motives. There was indeed a pause and Carg asked again, trying to push Ponds to give an honest answer.

“I don’t know,” Ponds replied. “Hopefully beat her ass in a brawl.” Carg smiled, thinking that he didn’t mean anything by it. “Well anyway, we should probably-”

Carg’s attention span went directly to a quick noise that overshot Ponds as he was talking. Carg put his arm in front of Ponds, stopping him from walking any further.

“Did you hear that?” Carg quickly asked.

“Yeah.”

“Subtly hit the dirt,” Carg advised. They both quietly and smoothly got down on the damp surface.

That noise sounded like a computerized cannon, beeping and making minor explosion sounds in the distance. “What the Hell is that?” Ponds whispered.

“I don’t know. Let’s crawl our way to that rock over there,” Carg ordered. Ponds nodded right before a massive thermal detonator ignited the foggy grasslands with booming bright fire. That blast was three times more efficient than a regular detonator. It forced the rebels to roll backwards from the blast’s power.

“Let’s get outta here!” Carg yelled.

“No problem with that!” Ponds darted from where they came. “Finally, some action!” A handgun’s scope was aimed right at Carg’s back. A being took a breath and opened fire, making the shot make direct contact with Carg. He was pushed by the blast and knocked him over a hill. He went tumbling down, sustaining many bruises and worse. “CARG?!” Ponds removed his helmet and located Carg down the hill. “Yavin Base, this is Ponds we are under attack by an unknown shooter!”

More shots were fired so Ponds could not get a good chance to get to Carg. The being moved in on Carg, picked him up and ran off. The clone commander raced after him, shooting his blaster, but only did so much. Soon, the being outran him and he was out of sight. Ponds slapped the ground hard due to his efforts to save Carg were in vain.