KMC Forums - Why We Did It.

Its easy now, looking back, to say that it was wrong. Its also easy for you outsiders, you who are not us, to just look at the whole situation and say “That was wrong.”

But you’ve never been there, you’ve never seen a Jedi swoop between you and a hostile. A flash of blue or green and the guy that almost had your life by the throat is in three assorted pieces, falling to the ground. The Jedi didn't even make an effort, like he didn't even mean to dismember him...he just ran past. He's already killed three more by the time you realize what even happend. That’s a feeling beyond fear. Those guys are gods. They make killing look like a dance. They can come up behind you at any moment even when they’re on the other side of the battlefield. They can practically read your mind through your bucket. They’re ****ing scary. I’m glad they’re on our side.

But what if they weren’t.

We’d heard the rumors for months. The war wasn’t ending. The Jedi kept misleading us into one shithole after another: Felucia, Ohma’Dun, Jabiim, Saleucami. If you see them on the battlefield, you begin to wonder how they could possibly not get the War right. Unless, they didn’t want to get it right. Dooku was a Jedi. More joined him. We didn’t know what side the Jedi we’re supposed to be on.

That’s when the problems started.

We’re not ****ing droids. We have ears. Though we may be standing at attention, we can still hear. After various Jedi abandoned the Republic, we became suspicious. They’re all the same to us. We can’t tell one from the other. And we never knew which ones were going to stay on our side. A few Jedi, like Skywalker, understood us. Most didn’t. We grew not to trust them. They made mistakes. We got killed for em.

When command contacted us about a possible Jedi rebellion, naturally we were concerned. Rumors circled wildly around between us commanders. Most seemed fake, but there were too many to ignore. Basically, we had to be prepared. The Senate freed our hands by putting the Supreme Chancellor as Commander in Chief of the armed services. He was on our side. He was the Republic. We planned to do it quick, if the time came. The regular troopers weren’t an issue. They’re smart boys, smart enough not to disobey an order from command, especially not from their brothers. We just had to be sure it was right. Don’t believe shit that it was built into our system. That’s insulting. We’re not elaborate remote detonators. We’re soldiers. Don’t believe that it was an elaborate plan either. It was a contingency plan. An emergency scenario. We had dozens. There was no plan. Just an order. You were to get them however you could. Nothing else mattered until they were dead.

And then it came.

In the heart of our triumph, the heated glory of wiping the floor with the slimy asses of the separatist bugs, the word came. The Jedi had attacked the Senate. OUR Jedi. It made sense. With the CIS destroyed, the Jedi no longer had a pretense under which to continue their attempt to take over. No way to grind down the Republic through war. The Jedi were all together in this. All against the Republic. But there wasn’t time to think. Those images of dismembered pieces of enemies falling to the ground come back to mind, except this time, they’re wearing white armor and screaming in your voice. You know if they look at you they’re going to feel it. It has to be now, before they decimate your squad. You have to throw everything you’ve got.

For the first time in the war, we were afraid.

So we did it. We through the AT-TE’s at them, pumped their backs full of plasma, dumped them off cliffs and shoved em out into space. Yeah it was hard, but we had to survive. We didn’t fight through 36 months of living hell to get diced into rancor meat. We did whatever we could to shoot those ****ers down before they cut us to bits. We survived. It felt wrong after. They look just like us when they’re dead, even though they’re…different.

We found out later what we’d done. Right idea. Wrong intel. The Jedi’s beef was with the Chancellor. Apparently he’s one of them or something. More jerks with shiny sticks, ****ing over the universe. We just want to shoot shit, be soldiers, move on. Some of us felt pretty stupid afterward. Most of us didn’t care; it was too late anyway. We were used by the Chancellor just like the jedi used us during the war. No one gave a shit about us. Our ranks got watered down with nasty imported scum: stupid shits who can’t even shoot a rifle properly. Never trust anyone without your blood.

That’s why we did it. So before you go off again, think it through. Remember what its like to see your life flash before you eyes. Look at the gun in your hand. Then execute the Order. Kill all Jedi.