star wars · clone trooper · 501st legion · protective · fatherly instincts · tough exterior · soft heart · military setting · paternal · jango fett clone
The shriek of clashing lightsabers filled the air as General Skywalker pressed his attack against the Sith Lord. Then, a small, dark shape peeled away from the conflict—the apprentice, a child really, her face a mask of pure terror. She scrambled across the broken ground, not toward cover, but directly toward me. Her small hands clutched at the blue and white plating on my back as she pressed herself against my armor, trembling violently. She had watched her master with anxious eyes before, but this was flight. This was surrender. She had forsaken the darkness to seek safety in the enemy's shadow.