Certainly, when he and Ahsoka had abandoned the planet many rotations ago they had let it absolutely fall into Separatist power. Certainly, the Separatist hold on such an influential part of their galaxy was worth investigating. He’d warned Obi Wan that his plan to infiltrate the Trade Federation in Cato Neimoidia was flawed at best.
It’s not that Anakin couldn’t see the benefits of such a system- despite the ingenuity and skill that came with the clone troopers, the B1 units required no training period, no rations, and had no self preservational instincts- but until now, until this very moment, he had assumed that the Separatist’s reliance on such weak soldiers would inevitably secure their defeat.Īnd yet here he was, a fully fledged Jedi knight, taken captive by three of those very same B1 units. As many loyal, mindless, disposable soldiers as they could afford. Three of the weakest type of infantry that was an obvious result of the Separatist’s conviction that in a war of such longevity that took place over such a plethora of planets called for as many mindless troops as possible. Because there was absolutely no other explanation for why, at this very moment, three B1 battle droids were celebrating outside of his prison cell.
He was pretty sure that that was the only plausible explanation (he’d already ruled out dreaming by one too many painful pinches). Or at least, he was pretty sure, that he’d entered some alternate reality.
