Blue skies. That's all Katta saw when he opened my eyes. He sat up quickly and looked around. He was on a beach, a rocky one. "Where..." He mumbles standing up before tumbling over. He falls right back into the sand. He closes his eyes trying to remember what happened. I was on a flying a ship, I got hit and then...nothing, he thought. He then quickly looks at his comm and tried to use it but it just made a small beep and died.
Mental note: request water proof comms. He thinks.

He stands up and looks around again. There was an endless ocean of water ahead of him and behind him a forest. He turns and heads that way, maybe by some lucky chance there will be people in this place and I'll be able to call for help; He thinks. Yet, after what felt like two hours of walking he found nothing but a lot of forest and trees. He leans up against a large walk formation and deiced to climb it. He then reaches for his cable only to find it's not there along with his blaster. He grumbles softly and starts free climb. As he climbs he become aware that the waterfall he did hear must have been a part of the rock he climbed.

He gets to the top and falls to his knees in utter shock. He was on an island in the middle of kriffing nowhere! So he did the most sensible thing. He screamed and kicked a small rock over the edge. "WHERE THE KRIFFING (just insert nasty language or a bunch of random words here) AM I?!?!" He shout loudly. He takes a breath and begins to think. Something could be useful on my belt; he thinks. Then he quickly goes to check it to see if anything will help. He began to realize​ that he was going to need to somehow either get off this island or survive it.

He lay out what he had on the belt. A small med pack and three days worth of rations. Whatever happened things must have fell put of my med pack. I will need to save my med back till I really need it. My rations I need to make last as long as possible till I find food I can eat. He thinks as he grabs the things and stands up.

He climbs down and starts to serch for a place to make a camp. He didn't have much survival training but all his brothers and general said he has natral instinct. So, hopefully that helps.

That night it was cold luckily he was able to get a fire going and his armor did give him extra warmth. The night was dark the fire gave him enough light though along with the stars and moon. He sat in front of the fire eating one of his ration bars. He watches the fire and listens to the sounds of the forest. He did hear animals and he wasn't able to get a fort up so he'll just stay awake for the night and then in the morning he'll make a fort and some weapon for defence and to hunt.

He sighs and said out loud, "someone's going to find me...they have too." He closes his eyes then began to hear a low growl. He jumps up and looked around grabbing the closest thing he could use as a weapon; which was just a big stick.

He held it out as a large creature approched him growling. He held it out and backed up. The creature lungs at him and he tries to slash at with his stick. It breaks in half as it met with it's powerful claws.

Katta gulps and walks back till he feels a tree and presses against it. He looked around for some other weapon. He then saw the broken stick which fell into the fire. The creature was still a few feet away. He takes a breath and quickly runs at the creature. He grabbed the stick with was now on fire at the top. He pointed it out at it. The creature backed up hissing.

"Back!" He demands. "Get back!" The creature growling retreats. Katta realaxes once it was gone. He put on the stick but noticed that the some how after he put the stick it rubbed up against a rock. He looks at it thinking then he got to work on sharpening it. Somehow, he wasn't sure how but he'll survive this place.

A/n: will anyone like to hear more about Katta's adventure on this island or how he is when he gets off? (And yes. He's a clone.)