(Master Boris trudged across the barren wasteland of Hypori, taking in the destruction laid waste across the desert world)
(Jedi Alinta Knight laid her hand upon Boris's shoulder)
Alinta- I's almost over Boris, this battle, the war everything.
Boris- Yes but it is not over yet. Come we still have much to do.
Boris- Captain Wire, Major Kalin, what is our situation?
Wire- Sir our troops are pushing the Separatists back on all fronts, it'll only be a matter of time before the entire planet is under our control.
Kalin- I wouldn't be so optimistic. Scans report that there are labyrinths of factories and tunnels dug below the surface. We've traced the main source of power to this tunnel.
Boris- Then that's where the cortosis-dorids are being assembled. Set the charged and let's finish this.
Kalin- Sir, there's just one more thing.
(Two black clad clone troopers stepped forward, their armor gleaming in the hot sun)
Kalin- I've called in some extra help for this mission. Blackhole Clone Troopers, the most elite and secretive division in the Republic Army. They've been in training for years for a mission just like this.
Boris- Well then, let us see if that training paid off! Set the charges! We're going in!
(Inside the Separatist Facility)
Klav Shakoa- Droids finish the data transfer, the Doctor wants everything at his personal command. Wait, what is that sound?
(The charges detonated as the heavy durasteel door imploded inward as the Republic forces stormed the compound)
Klav Shakoa- Jedi! Droids, sound the alarm! We are under attack!
Blackhole Trooper- Targets sited engaging now!
(The clones quickly dispatched the droids as Boris moves to engage the security guards and Klav Shakoa ran through another door, sealing it behind him)
Blachole Trooper- Area secure sir!
Kalin- Good. Ben parch into that terminal, see if you can pull up the facility schematics.
Ben- On it sir!
Ben- Lets see....got it! We're in. It looks like there are three main levels to the factory. We're right here and the power generator is four floors down-
(The computer suddenly sparked and the screens went black)
Ben- Blast it! They've cut off power. Someone doesn't want us snooping around here.
Boris- Is there anything you can do from here?
Ben- I might be able to access the door control...give me a minute.
Boris- Alright, Kalin I want you and your team to take out the generator and put this factor out of commission-permantly. The rest of us will take the main research lab, hopefully we'll be able to destroy any prototypes before they can be deployed.
Ben- Got it! Alright, the doors are unlocked.
Boris- Very well, lets move out and may the Force be with us.
Gulio- Going into the belly of the beast are we?
Boris- Of course, is there anywhere else to go?
Klav Shakoa- Doctor, they are here! The Jedi have located us! The factory is under attack!
Anton Rogun- What! Impossible! The Jedi should have not been able to locate this facility. You gave me your assurances Doctor.
Dr. Rastem- I did nothing of the sort. I merely informed you that the odds were exceptionally low. There was still a margin for their success.
Anton- You told me this army would be ready on time! Now Count Dooku is dead, our fleet is in ruins and all you can tell me is the odds! I want these Jedi dead!
Dr. Rastem- And so they shall be, this should be an excellent test for our new models.
Anton- No! Enough of these tests! I want production to begin now! I want an army and you will do as I command!
Dr. Rastem- Very well push the production forward and activate all available models, but the odds of our success and are still very low.
(Boris and Gulio engage droids in the main research lab easily defeating the guards)
Gulio- Save some for me Boris!
Boris- You'll have to move faster for that my friend!
(Gulio quickly sprints forward blasting a battle droid out of the observation window)
(The droid flys into the cavern, landing just a few feet from Klav Shakoa)
Klav Shakoa- Gah! Doctor, the Jedi are coming this way! Where are the droids?
Dr. Rastem- They are coming Skakoan, but the Jedi will defeat them. Transfer all available research into my personal data banks and prepare to retreat.
Klav Shakoa- Retreat?
Dr. Rastem- I know when the odds are not in our favor, I am simply, as they say, cutting our losses.
(Alinta and Gulio continue to decimate the droid ranks pushing further to the main lab)
Gulio- How are you holding up Alinta?
Alinta- Oh fine, easy as walk in the park.
(Gulio quickly rounds another corner as a squad of battle droids rush to meet him)
Gulio- Oh great.
Battle Droid- Hold it right there Jedi! You're not going anywhere!