Then blast shots were heard, two of the Battle droids fall, the Super one took four hits.
"What?" (F/N) said. Those were blue shots.
A Sharpshooter Clone runs to him.
"I got you kid." He moves the rubble and helps (F/N) up.
"Thanks." (F/N) coughed.
The Scout Trooper looks around, "We have to move, can you fire a gun?"
"My, Uncle taught me." The Clone grabs a Droid Blaster and hands it to him.
"Well you might need it, I'm headed to the rendezvous point in the desert, we have to go there now. So keep up." The Clone starts to walk.
"What's your name, if I can ask."
"It's Zero, my nickname. You?"
"I'm (F/N) Torant."
"Torant? I heard that last name before. We have to go."
A shuttle is heard above them.
"Now!" They run from the landing shuttle.
The shuttle lands and the back door opens, Asajj Ventress walks down the ramp to see three dead droids.
"The boy escaped. But left tracks." She sees a small blood and foot print trail.
"Someone helped him, but he must've cut himself on something. Follow the trail, I'll go after him from the shuttle."
"Roger, Roger." The Droids said.
The Droidekas roll out and the Battle Droids follow.