Terrier

Our poor MC gets thrown into SW Universe with no explanation given and worst of it all he is being thrown into the galactic conflict as common cannon fodder.
Yes this is a story of a lowly B1 battle droid and his way to the top.

This story was discontinued in 2017th. 

This novel I bring to you from forums that not so many had visited and it's hard to find constantly updated stories.
Forum stories of origin:
Book 1 Roger, Roger. [SW SI]
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/roger-roger-sw-si.244003/reader/
Book 2 Roger, Roger [SW SI] II - Still Not Sithy Enough
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/roger-roger-sw-si-ii-still-not-sithy-enough.311702/reader/
All right for star wars and etc are reserved by their respected owned, this is a work of fanfiction and made by [Tabi] Author!!!

Roger, Roger. [SW SI]

"-the allegations of your apparently romantic relationship to the Jedi war hero Anakin Skywalker?"


"These allegations are unfounded and... Ah, Anaki-?" The Senator turns, perplexed and more than a little alarmed. Reporters clamor for the newly arrived Jedi's attention as he stands next to her, smiling.


"Jedi Skywalker what are-?" Starts a reporter eagerly, only to stop in complete shock as the Jedi Knight sweeps the Senator off her feet and kisses her deeply on galactic holonews.


The entire assembly is shocked into complete silence before pandemonium erupts.


Despite the chaos and the Clone Troopers straining to hold the paparazzi at bay, it is a picturesque moment as Jedi and Politician stare deeply into each other's eyes. Padme is set back onto her feet, bright red and flustered. Skywalker takes the podium and speaks, his voice cutting through the throng like a lightsaber through ice.


"It is true." He declares, hand clasped with the Senator's. "Padme and I married each other a year ago on Naboo."


"Chancellor, your hand!" Cried out one of his aides. But Palpatine ignored him, eyes focused solely on the holonews projector, eyes narrowed and jaw clenched.


His hand slowly unclenched around the shattered porcelain teacup, blood dripping with the dark black tea,


At the Jedi Temple, Jedi of all ages and ranks clustered around a large screen, staring at the announcement of the latest scandal to ever hit the galaxy at the height of the war. The expression ranged from horror and outright disgust to awe and plain acceptance. As the news of the Hero With No Fear's marriage passed through the halls of the Temple, Yoda glanced to his colleagues.


"Surprised I am not." He sighs, leaning back into his seat as the other Council members murmur and frown. "Knows that we will discuss this, Skywalker does. So too, is his place in the Jedi Order, is in question."


"And so he takes refuge in audacity." Mace Windu's expression was that of pensive thoughtfulness. Perhaps even a tiny hint of approval. But he too frowned as he felt the many tremors in the Force around him. "But we too must make a statement. Skywalker's marriage still breaks our law. Jedi do not marry nor carry attachments. If we do not speak, the Jedi will question and wonder."


"Then the decision, this council has decided upon, hm?"


The Grandmaster looked around his fellow Masters as they voted. Mundi's tall head was bowed as he declined. Obiwan Kenobi, beard narrowed as he pursed his lips, ever the stalwart ally of his friend and brother.


"So it done." Yoda seemed to fully encompass all his centuries of age as he spoke the words, his voice full of sadness. "Of the resignation of Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker that we humbly accept. So shall he be named, Twenty-first of the Lost."


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