WARNING: This story might get a little graphic. It is not for all ages. Be warned. NOTE: None of this is official Canon. Neither Jayce Nk’Talla or Slicer are canon. This is purely my imagination. Now, on with the info. CT-8875 was a human male created in the clone labs on Kamino. He started off just like any other Clone, but something was different. The Force chose him. The Kaminoans noticed that something was different, and sentenced him to killed, as he was defective. However, master Adi Gallia stepped in to save the young Clone. However, she did not take him as her padawan. That honor went to Jayce Nk’Talla, a Bith Jedi Knight. Jayce decided that CT-8875 was too clunky and impersonal, so he settled on Slicer. Jayce and Slicer went on countless missions throughout the war, serving in secret. They were not to be known, as if the Separatists heard that the Clones could be force sensitive, they would increase their attempts to capture Kamino. The Republic even went as far as to fake Jayce’s death by putting an imposter of him on the front lines at Kamino. No one but the Jedi High Council knew about the pair, and they were intent on staying that way. All mentions of a force sensitive clone were erased from both the Jedi archives and the Kamino memory banks at the command of Obi-Wan Kenobi. Jayce and Slicer were crucial for the liberation of Ryloth, and even attempted to infiltrate the airfield at Umbara, but failed, and were forced to retreat. The unthinkable happened in a remote Separatist holdout in the outer rim. Jayce and Slicer were on a routine mission, infiltrate, get the info, get out, when something went wrong. Their intel was incorrect. Droids surrounded the two Jedi, and fatally wounded Jayce. Slicer dispatched the rest of the droids, and as per the order of the High Council given to them that they’d hoped they would never have to use, Slicer place Jayce in the hallway where he was slain, and placed explosives all around the facility. Making his way back to his ship, he detonated the explosives, destroying the facility and vaporizing his fallen master’s body. From then on, Slicer became less and less important, being given progressively less and less meaningful tasks. Unbeknownst to Slicer, this would be what saved him. By the time Order 66 came around, CT-8875 was on Saleucami, as the Jedi High Council had him investigating supposed rumors of a Separatist base that was terrorizing the locals. This was untrue, but Slicer went anyway. Shortly after arriving, the Jedi felt the strange urge to kill any Jedi he saw. He thought this was odd, and ignored it. He looked around for any Seppies, but found none. He got in his ship to return to the Temple, but a powerful urge told him to go to the Outer Rim. A little bit of confusion flowed through him, but he obeyed. He took his ship to the far off world of Teth. There he stayed and found out what happened. On Teth, he stored the lightsaber and armor, and donned the name Jayce after his fallen master. For the first few years after Order 66, Slicer remained unnoticed by the Empire. Until one day he messed up. Slicer was making his way through the nearby village for supplies when he noticed a young boy playing on the roof. Suddenly, the boy screamed. He tripped on a loose shingle, and began falling to the ground. Slicer knew he wasn’t close enough to catch the boy, so he used the force. A very brief push prevented the boy from getting injured. But it still gathered attention. A crowd grew around Slicer, and began whispering among themselves. Slicer caught some words in the conversations, such as “Jedi” and “Force” and “Hero”. The crowd seemed to appreciate what he had done. He walked away, and continued on his journey for supplies, vowing to never reveal who he was. A few days later, Slicer awoke to faint screaming and a terrible feeling in the Force. He rushed outside, and saw the village in flames. Slicer rushed towards it, trying to find anyone he could save. As he reached what was left of the nearest house, he saw a body. It had not been slain by fire or a blaster bolt. This injury could’ve been caused by one thing and one thing only. A lightsaber. Slicer immediately knew there was nothing he could do to save the village or the inhabitants. He knew the lightsaber wielding maniac had slaughtered them all. He could sense it. Slicer entered his house, and ripped up the floorboards under the bed. Under where the bed once was, there was a hole. Inside the hole was a large box. Slicer took the box out of the hole, and opened the lid. It was his armor and lightsaber from all those years ago. Knowing he was already known by the Sith, he donned the armor. l l \/
He looked around the landscape, searching for a being. He finally spied one, on the outskirts of the village. It was limping, and appeared to be severely burnt. Slicer rushed over to tend to the villager. He removed his helmet, and the villager gasped. He began to speak to Slicer, but before he could get any sentences out, he was ripped away. Slicer, a bit confused, watched as the villager flew to a nearby hill. Realization hit when a figure with an ignited red blade crested the hill into view, and thrust the lightsaber into the villager. Slicer instantly recognized the figure as the Inquisitor known as the Eighth Brother. Enraged but knowing that is not the Jedi way, Slicer approached the Eighth Brother. The Eighth Brother spoke. “CT-8875. Once a valuable asset for the Jedi. Now just a lowly villager. And now you will die like the rest of your friends, or join me and restore your loyalty.” “Over my dead body,” responded Slicer. “And so it shall be.” Created by me, based on my Fordo drawing again. None of this is canon, I made it all up. It is kind of based on the Stormtrooper Jedi that Vader created, but clone troopers. I apologize for the low quality of the arm holding the lightsaber.