THE GENETIC DRIFTER

I was to be one of the Clone Troopers, born and bred on Kamino. But there was a radical mutation in my gene. I turned out to be female instead of male like my brothers.

Naturally I was scheduled for termination until one Kaminoan took pity on me, more like he was interested in studying me for his own gain. Then, a gaggle of twelve bounty hunters invaded my lab and killed the Kaminoan; but using the skills flash-taught to me, I succeeded in killing five of the hunters, seriously injuring three more. I donned a Clone Trooper armor and fled.

Now, I roam the galaxy with my armor and weapons, hiring my guns out to anyone who can afford to pay me while evading bounty hunters on my tail. But my ordeal will not last long, for a medical droid has diagnosed me with a genetic and terminal illness.

I have less than a year to live... and I plan to make the most of it!

THE PRODIGAL DAUGHTER

At school, they said my father was a freak. They said he was a clone! Whoever heard of such nonsense. I knew & loved my father, who raised me after my mother died of blastonecrosis when I was four.

Then one day when I was sixteen, I came home to discover my father face-to-face with three armed visitors, all of them wearing my father's face. They were all former soldiers of the Clone Wars! Blasters flashed, smoke billowed, then all lay dead in my living room, including my father. As I mourned him, I discovered a key in his hand.

I used the key to open a crate in the store room and discovered my father's stash: a living, breathing Clone Trooper armor with weapons and equipment. I have also discovered that a man from a Hutt kadijic sent the clones to retrieve my father for some insidious plan.

That man will pay.