"The little ones had just gotten ready for bed, even tough there were hundreds of them, Jango tries his best to say good night to all of his boys. Even the tiny tubies flouting around their tubes without knowing what awaits for them after they’re born.

Life was hard for the clones, it didn’t matter how much he tried to protect his ad’ika, one man was nothing against a darjetii and the long necks that lived in the labs. But then again, he was not just one man and he was going to take his boys out of this osik’la planet even if it meant his death."