It was carnage all around the two as they fought on the dusty planet of Geonosis, Ark and Serin were fighting for their lives on the planet of the first battle. Red and blue bolts flied across the battlefield.

"Watch your left!" a soldier yelled as a missile exploded killing all who were in its radius.

The battle seemed to be at a loss, the Jedi were unfit to lead these men, they had little to no leading experience. Yet despite the lack of leadership the two fought on for the Republic, against the seemingly endless supply of endless droids. A hailfire droid launched a dozen missiles towards the group of troopers Ark and Serin too concentrated on the oncoming wave to notice.

"Duck!" another trooper yelled as he pushed as much troopers as he could to cover.

The missiles hit the ground but not killing any troopers nearby thanks to Clik getting them to safety. Fire was returned and grenades were launched thinning out the wave of droids. A commander came up to the troopers picking up Ark and Serin.

"I need you two to lead a small squad and get into that cave, were pinned if you don't" the commander yelled through the continuous rain of blaster fire. The two nodded and led the group to the cave so they could eliminate the bugs crawling out.
All they heard were the yells of Geonosians and the screams of their brothers as they were kidnapped and brought to a small altar.

Luckily and unluckily Ark and Serin were the only two allowed to survive and were chained to the altar. A strange hooded figure walked to the stone altar and began chanting his body seeming almost transparent as he began some form of magic. The two were engulfed in a red fog and they began to feel like they were burning, the pain grew and grew almost to the point of death but they didn't die, no they endured it all the burning the inner screaming the growing voices.

It was like they were going through hell itself and no one was there to save them, They felt their eyes burn more out of any other part of the body, it was like acid was being poured onto them. The red fog entered through their eyes turning them a sickly yellow their skin turning an ash grey black veins surrounding the now yellow eyes of the two brothers shadow figures seemed to emerge from the entrances and began swirling around them and the strange figure chanting in the same language until all of them flew into the bodies of the clones.

Blaster bolts were heard in the distance and the screams of more Geonosians as they fell to the ground dead. The darkness faded and the brothers were found by the small squad in tears and muttering in an unintelligible language.

"get these men out of here and to a medic" the commander said as Clik and a random trooper took the two to a temporary med bay and left to continue the battle.

-a week later-

Ark and Serin woke up to beeping and whirring noises all around them as blurry figures were walking around them.

"Ahh you're awake" a now visible clone doctor said with a datapad in his hand "you took quite a beating, were surprised you lived" he said amazed.

"W-where are we" Ark asked feeling hazy as he tried to move but still felt sore.

"Your on Kamino brother" the clone said while Serin too began to wake up.

"what happened to the battle" Serin asked just as groggily.

"We won, but at a high cost" the medic replied with some sadness in his tone. "enough of the past however, you too are to be put into training again to see if your still battle ready" the medic said although not mentioning what type of training they would be going through.

The two were given the all clear and were set with two new troopers Magma and Fry.

"So. your our new partners" Fry said looking at the yellow eyed troops "interesting"

"this is gonna be fun I know it" Magma said welcoming his new squad mates to 'Ghoul Squadron'.

The team passed through the relentless training with ease, it was like the four were meant to be a team. Graduation came and they passed with flying colors.

"troopers it is with great honor that I grant you this armor, or should I say Commandos" as he revealed the armors with the different designs matching each troopers personality and name. Ghoul Squadron was now an official Commando squad of the Republic.

-Months later-

The squadron was stationed on the Venator 'spearhead' with their ship 'the Bludgeon' sitting in the hangar with the G.A.R customization's being put in though seemingly not caring for the damaged alert system that kept beeping every now and then.

"hey you guys" a familiar voice rang out calling to the Commandos. An ARC trooper named Clik ran up to them, "is that you guys Ark and Serin" he questioned looking at the two commandos

"Clik?" Ark asked. the ARC nodded. "Hows it going old friend" Serin asked happy to see him alive.

"The usual for an ARC I guess" Clik said. "I can't stay long but just wanted to say hi again to my brothers" Clik said as he ran off to the bridge to receive his new orders.

It was a while before the squadron was called up to the bridge and were informed by the admiral to head to Naboo.

"There's a Separatist General hiding out there and I want you to find him". The group nodded and headed out towards their ship ready to start the mission.

"And that's how we ended up here" Ark said finishing up a story to the Main six with the now de-mind controlled Clik now going by Rai sitting with them, a smile on his face. Jackal sat among them keeping his mask on but smiling nonetheless.

"that was an, EPIC story you guys no wonder your so powerful!" Rainbow dash yelled out in awe.

The eyes weren't told since it was in the recesses of their memories but Ark told their story regardless. Clik was happy to have his memories and will back but he didn't know what the CIS would do once they figured out he was reformed and now with his brothers. Only time would tell what would happen to the peaceful country of Equestria.

Author's Note

Number 4 down lads I feel like I am going down a good path for this, anyways I hoped you liked the story and how its going. Thank you for staying and reading my stories so far.