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Nightmare
Nightmare
Sakiko and Val hide on Tatooine after escaping the fate of many other jedi.
18 BBY
Tatooine, unnamed village thirty-eight kilometers from Anchorhead
Val had turned from disliking the heat to almost enjoying it after months of hiding on the desert planet. That was more than Sakiko had done. She deeply disliked the heat. Right now he was dressed in only a pair of light grey pants as he fixed some caf to the breakfast. He had bred and some local vegetables he couldn’t name. It was a meager living, but surpassed military rations a hundred fold as far as his taste buds was concerned. He had considered cutting his long hair and thick black beard but Sakiko insisted he keep it, claiming it made him even more handsome. It also hid that he was a clone.
In their bedroom Sakiko twisted and turned in her sleep.
Standing in the command center of the Assault ship she heard the doors slid open and footsteps enter through. Specifically four of them. One of them was Lieutenant Hound. Sh
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Chronicles of Talon Chapter 25
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 25 Patrolling
379 days after the battle of Geonosis
Vor system, Venator Star Destroyer Defiance
When the Star Destroyer of the 20th Shock Corps-recently renamed the 20th Shock Regiment-returned to normal space over the planet of Vorrina Commander Jal’Kaalar was in the armory. He was putting on the new armor that they were changing to from the galactic marine one. This new armor had a dark green and white color scheme. The officers wore macro binoculars, shoulder armor-also it green-and a blaster proof skirt. Jal’Kaalar had an antennae on the right side of his helmet.
The stubborn clone walked down to the Venator cruisers hangar to join his men. Both Battalions men was preparing for the drop. Captain’s Gearhead and Bullseye was waiting for him when he arrived. They both wore the same armor design he did and their brothers marched around in white and dark green armor. A line of pilots in white and phase II helmets walked into the hangar with
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Chronicles of Talon Chapter 24
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 24 Darkness
Vor system, Vorrina, Acclamator class Assault ship Leviathan
“We don’t got all day!” Captain Teyla Fae’s voice echoed through the hangar. “Get on board the gunships five minutes ago boys, move it!”
The violet striped armored woman looked at the troopers. They were running into their LAATs in full combat gear. Phase II armored troopers with violet stripes and markings swarmed about, getting to their Squads and gunships to go dirtside.
“Come on, we have a planet to take!” She continued barking at her.
“You heard the Captain!” Lieutenant Flak of 2nd Platoon shouted at his Platoon as they halted inside their gunship.
Lieutenant Tora Nypta joined her own Platoon in Zulu’s Alpha Platoon on board their gunship. She had fully recovered after fighting that Sith bitch on Kamino and she wanted revenge badly. She killed a bunch of her men and she was going to pay for that one day. As if killin
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Chronicles of Talon Chapter 23
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 23 Defiance
Venator class Star Destroyer Justice of Truth
They had traveled in lightspeed for six days. In two days they would reach the rendezvous point. Master Zinbali was already there and Master T’racen would join them when she finished up her science escort mission, but Anakin had already dispatched her Legion there, so they only awaited the Glacier.
Obi-wan nodded approvingly when Evelyn deactivated her lightsaber. He crossed his arms over his chest and scratched his beard for a moment and smiled.
“Your skill with Soresu is impressive,” he complemented her.
The pale cheeks of the girl tinged with a slight blush. She shifted her feet nervously.
“Ah, I, uh, thanks master,” she managed.
Soresu was the third form of lightsaber combat and it focused on batting away incoming bolts from a blaster.
Although her dueling skill was lacking she was definitely skilled to take on a full Squad of battle droids by herself, at the very lea
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Chronicles of Talon Chapter 22
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 22 Padawan
Coruscant, Jedi temple
Obi-wan was walking through one of the many corridors in the temple at a moderate pace. He had just finished a transmission to Talon. She was-expectedly-displeased with the mission that was turning out to be as boring as she thought. He was on his way to meet his apprentice. He had decided it was time to train a new apprentice and had returned to the temple to pick her up. While he was here fresh troops from the newest batch was reinforcing his numbers and bringing the 212th Assault Battalion back up to full combat strength. It didn’t take him long to reach the chamber where Grand Master Yoda was going to meet him with his future padawan. It was a circular shaped chamber that was primarily used to teach Initiates.
“Ah, Master Kenobi,” the Grand Master’s friendly voice greeted him. “Welcome, welcome.”
“Thank you Master Yoda,” Obi-wan returned a smile and turned his attention to
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Chronicles of Talon Chapter 21
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 21 Scientific diversion
Star Destroyer Glacier, Corellian orbit
Talon heard Cossack’s voice over the comm.
“We are ready for lightspeed general,” he informed her.
“Go ahead admiral,” Talon told him.
“Understood.”
Sabre walked beside her master and looked pretty bored. Talon threw her a glance.
“Being a jedi isn’t just about fighting and scrapping battle droids,” she reminded her. “When the war is over count on going back to days of diplomacy, chasing smugglers and meditating of the meaning of life and whatnot.”
Sabre turned her head to her.
“Yeah, but fighting’s funnier master,” Sabre complained once the proverbial door was open. “This science stuff is sooooo boring!”
Talon actually agreed with her padawan completely but she couldn’t show that. She was a Jedi Master and member of the Council now. A lot of things she did and said had to change according
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Chronicles of Talon Chapter 20
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 20 Reputation
Vor system, Vorrina high orbit, Providence class Dreadnought Auden
The beautiful Lahgan-Waleghi woman rubbed her forehead while standing in front of the holographic table. Jaeriel was hesitant to answer the call waiting for her. Dooku was one of the last people she wanted to speak to right now. After her failure she expected a big fat, I told you so, from Grievous, and disappointing the Count was the last thing on her mind. Her best hope was if Dooku was madder with the Sith apprentice then her. The-presently-one handed Sith was in the medical bay. She was getting a robotic replacement hand.
After arriving in the Vorrish home system she had transferred back to her own flagship. She preferred it over the Lucrehulk Coreship. She had spent all her time working with the Vorrish high ranking officers to build up a space and ground defense in preparations for the expected Republic assault. Both starships and numerous droids had been arriving in syste
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There are always hope
There are always hope
18 BBY
Star Destroyer Oblivion, Thermodia system, behind 1st moon
Mace put his dark brown robes on. He looked down to the desk and grabbed his mechanical hand. He slowly attached it to his limbless right hand. He had gotten used to the touch on the mechanical cold hand. He quietly cleared his throat and looked over to the bed. Talon was still lying there, buried under the blue covers. Mace heard a gurgling noise from the crib and sneaked over. He smiled as he looked at the little Twi’lek girl. The baby girl’s lekku twitched slightly as she wailed her arms playfully.
She raised her tiny right red skinned hand and wagged her fingers in the air. Her red eyes looked up at her daddy. Mace thought about her red eyes for a moment. She had neither gotten his brown ones, or Talon’s beautiful violet ones. But red. Oh well, they were beautiful.
He leaned down and patted the little baby girls forehead before kissing the same spot. She mumbled something incom
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Profile: Captain Val
Serial number: RC-99/92-929
Nickname: Val
Rank: Captain
Birth year: 31 BBY
Homeworld: Kamino
Species: Human (Clone)
Gender: Male
Height: 1.83 meters
Eye color: Brown
Hair color: Black
Afflictions: Galactic Republic, Grand Army of the Republic, 68th Urban Battalion
Lockdown was deployed to the 501st as a Lieutenant of a 2nd Company 43 days after the Battle of Geonosis. For the first year of the war he fought with his brothers of the 501st and developed a specialty with fort busting and urban warfare. As the first year ticked on by he was promoted to Captain and transferred to command the 68th Urban Battalion. A Battalion of clones specialized in urban combat. He served under General Sakiko Ryzaani. He formed a strong friendship with the twenty-two year old jedi Knight and over time their affection towards each other grew stronger. Unfortunately their mutual positions forced them to hide and try to ignore their love for each other.
When his old friend and CO-now equal-Rex warned him abou
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Profile: Knight Sakiko Ryzaani
Name: Sakiko Ryzaani
Rank: Knight
Birth year: 42 BBY
Homeworld: Lahgan-Waleghi, moon
Region: Mid Rim, Ivo Loyo system
Species: Lahgan-Waleghi
Gender: Female
Height: 1.62 meters
Eye color: Silver
Hair: Black, ponytail
Skin: Pale
Lightsaber: Green
Afflictions: Galactic Republic, Jedi Order, 68th Urban Battalion
Born on the Ivo Loyo system’s only inhabited moon-orbiting an ice planet-she was three when a Republic envoy arrived to discuss matters with the Lahgan-Waleghi Duchy’s government. Three jedi accompanied them-one being Master Yoda. He sense Sakiko’s strong force presence before landing on the surface. After the negotiations finished up he sought out the poor farming family living meagerly in a village in the jungle surrounding the capital. First unwilling, her parents eventually accepted the Grand Master’s offer to train the girl to be a jedi. In Lahgan-Waleghi society it was considered a great honor to have a force-sensitive child. While the confused, scare
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Profile: Warlord Danaria
Name: Danaria
Position: Warlord
Birth year: Unknown
Homeworld: Relic of Darkness
Species: Demorian
Gender: Female
Height: 1.88 meters
Eye color: Red
Hair: Grey dreadlocks
Skin: Grey carapace
Physical traits: Wings, fangs, talons
Afflictions: Thermodia, herself, Darth Zaehna T’racen
Her date of birth was unknown but she was born on the homeworld of the Demorian’s-Relic of Darkness-that was located somewhere beyond known space. It’s actually location was unknown, as was the Demorian’s. They were an enigma to the known galaxy and didn’t partake in the overall galactic politics. At some point in her life Danaria made her way to the Outer Rim arid planet Thermodia. In 3695 she ascended the throne in a bloody Civil War. She sat comfortably there for decades until in 3663 the Sith Empire launched an invasion after years of failed diplomatic attempts to vow her to join the fold. Her army of conscripts and mercenaries held their own for months until a fellow Demori
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Profile: Padawan Zee Zana
Name: Zee Zana
Rank: Padawan
Birth year: 38 BBY
Homeworld: Unnamed planet beyond known space
Species: Sith Pureblood
Gender: Female
Height: 1.7 meters
Eye color: Red eyes
Hair: Black, braided
Skin: Red
Lightsaber: Blue Saberstaff
Afflictions: Galactic Republic, Jedi Order
In 3560 Zee’s pregnant mother went into stasis after her Sith husband was threatened by rivals. She was pregnant and close to give birth at the time. She remained in stasis until 38 BBY when it malfunctioned and forced her out. She gave birth to Zee later with the help of two Sith initiates that was in stasis with her. Jedi Knight Naeyla-a Togruta-stumbled onto the hideout with help from the force. She was attacked and forced to kill both initiates and then found a dead Pureblood woman and her crying newborn. She was stunned but collected herself and brought the baby back to the Temple on Coruscant. She named her Zee Zana and revealed her to the shocked Council.
Zee was trained as a jedi and when she grew old an
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Chronicles of Talon Chapter 19
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 19 Assassins, shadows & training
Thermodia, Capital of Firestorm, Danaria’s palace
Danaria walked into Mina’s quarters. She found the Delghast advisor reading a book at her desk. Her tendrils slowly twitched under her chin and her brown shoulder long hair blow slightly in the wind from the open window. When she heard footsteps she looked behind her to see Danaria.
“My lady,” she said. “Can I be of service?”
Danaria looked at the snow white skin female, meeting her blue glowing eyes.
“Did our Sith friend check up with my doctor?” Danaria asked.
Mina rose, letting her tail gently slap the ground. “Yes ma lady. I spoke with the doctor before. I must admit, I’m confused how you convinced her to agree to a medical checkup.”
Danaria smiled slightly.
“Well, I convinced her that she should make sure everything was okay after millennia or however long she spent frozen,” she explained.
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First meeting
First meeting
Knight Sakiko Ryzaani met her Battalion commander and second in command for the first time.
381 days after the battle of Geonosis
Saleucami orbit, 327th Star Corps Assault ship hangar
Captain Val and arrived in system on board the Acclamator cruiser merely three hours ago and now he was in the hangar about to meet their new general. He didn’t know much about her other than that she was a female, Lahgan-Waleghi and a jedi. He had never seen or even heard of a Lahgan-Waleghi before in his eleven year old clone life. What was most surprising about her arriving was that she arrived in a shot-up Nemoidian shuttle. It made little to know sense in his mind. But there was probably a story behind it.
Val’s armor was tan colored with black stripes and different markings. He had a black black kama-leather armor attached to a belt-and a black Pauldron on his right shoulder. He shifted his tan colored feet anxiously. He took his helmet off and put it firmly under his left
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Taste of battle
Taste of battle
Padawan Sabre gets her first taste of real battle on Kamino.
Kamino, Timira City
Commander Abyss fired his DC-15 into the midst of Aqua droids attempting to advance on them through the corridor. His bolt join that of his brothers in a high velocity swirl into the advancing buckets of metal. A metallic thud echoed every time a droid crumbled to the serene white floor. It was just was white and stoic as he remembered from his days here, just over a year ago before departing quickly for Geonosis. He occasionally saw the blue light from the young padawan commander’s lightsaber. She stood a meter or so from him and swung her lightsaber to batter away incoming bolts. She used the tactic he’d suggested and occasionally stopped after they advanced a few meters and ducked behind for the clones to hurl a barrage of laser bolt at the tinnies.
Dozens of Aqua droids littered the floor, as did five of his brothers. A droid popper flew passed him and landed in the third li
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Chronicles of Talon Chapter 18
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 18 Jedi Master T’racen
Coruscant, Jedi Temple
After devastating the Separatist invasion force on Kamino and protecting their supply of clone troopers for the war the 81st stayed for a few days to resupply before Talon was ordered to return to the Temple immediately. After the events on Kamino Talon didn’t mind some rest. It had been a hard fought fight. Especially her own personal one. Sabre had wished she was there to help her but Talon definitely didn’t want her there. To see her losing her grip and fight with rage and anger. It was certainly not the jedi way and she wouldn’t show her padawan that side of her.
While she and Sabre walked through the corridors of the Temple she was pondering what was important enough to earn her immediate return here. If she had been needed in a specific sector to counter Separatists they would call her back. Any reason she could think of was easier to tell her over a channel instead of calling her ba
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Nightmare
Sakiko and Val hide on Tatooine after escaping the fate of many other jedi.
18 BBY

Tatooine, unnamed village thirty-eight kilometers from Anchorhead
Val had turned from disliking the heat to almost enjoying it after months of hiding on the desert planet. That was more than Sakiko had done. She deeply disliked the heat. Right now he was dressed in only a pair of light grey pants as he fixed some caf to the breakfast. He had bred and some local vegetables he couldn’t name. It was a meager living, but surpassed military rations a hundred fold as far as his taste buds was concerned. He had considered cutting his long hair and thick black beard but Sakiko insisted he keep it, claiming it made him even more handsome. It also hid that he was a clone.
In their bedroom Sakiko twisted and turned in her sleep.
Standing in the command center of the Assault ship she heard the doors slid open and footsteps enter through. Specifically four of them. One of them was Lieutenant Hound. She didn’t think much of them yet.
“If we land two kilometers away we won’t need to worry about their anti-air cannons,” Sakiko told her Battalion Captain.
Val put his hands on the holotank’s side. “Then the capital ship may escape into orbit.”
“Yes, but I’m willing to take the risk. Our losses will be high otherwise, and I’m not willing to lose half my Battalion,” Sakiko was adamant in her position. It was something her troops adored about her. Val had never met a jedi who cared more for his or her troops then her. That included his time in the 501st.
Sakiko frowned. She felt a strange malice through the force. It came from the clones approaching behind her. It cause her to turn around.
“Hound, is everything alright?”
The tan armored lieutenant stopped three meters from her, gripping his blaster. Val straightened up and felt suspicion fall over him. He slowly reached for his DC-17 blaster pistol.
“Hound?” He inquired.
Without a word Hound and his compatriots raised their blasters and opened fire.
Val jumped to his sense when her sudden scream brought him out of his thoughts. He ran from the little kitchen down the short hall and into the bedroom as fast as his legs could carry him. When he slammed the thin wood door open he found Sakiko sitting upright, panting heavily.
“W-what is it?! Are you alright?” He inquired as quickly his mouth to spit the words out into a coherent sentence. His heart was beating extremely fast.
He sat down in the bed beside her and put his arms around her, pulling her in. He gently caressed the hair going down her back. Fully stretched out without the ponytail it reached her butt and almost past it by. Like his hair and beard, she had let hers grow. Minus the bear, obviously.
“Another nightmare?” He asked, calming down somewhat when he knew she wasn’t in danger.
She swallowed hard. “I-I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
She held onto him hard and rested her head against his bare chest. For a second he thought about claiming she didn’t but lying to a jedi was an awful idea. It wouldn’t last long. He kept caressing her bare back gently.
“It’s okay honey. I’m just glad you’re alright,” he said as soothingly as he could. “Do you want to talk about it? Was it the temple?”
She shook her head. Although she hadn’t seen the temple slaughter she could easily imagine how her fellow jedi, even the children was massacred in cold blood. Everyone she had ever known was virtually dead. Almost everyone. She had no idea how many had survived. She knew Masters Windu and T’racen was alive. But as far as she knew they were the only surviving member of the Council. Last she heard the clones was hunting down the remaining jedi. And that was months ago so it might not be a lot alive.
“N-no…it…it was back on the ship.”
Val closed his eyes and kissed the top of her black haired head.
“It’s all over,” he whispered in her pale pointy ear.
She shoved his chest away slightly and locked eyes with him.
“But it isn’t!” She exclaimed. “We are hiding on a Hutt controlled planet to avoid being hunted down and butchered by those I ones called family. We’ll never be truly safe!” A glare spread over her features.
“If we stay out of Imperial space, it’ll be okay. This isn’t the GAR but you have to admit the foods a lot better.”
She snickered lightly. “Yeah. True.” Her glare died down and she smiled.
Sakiko hated her constant nightmares. She was like the force didn’t want her to move on and forget that her life turned on its head. As if she could forget that the people who raised her in the temple was dead. She didn’t know how she would have manage to survive without Val. Relaxing completely, she rested with his arms around her and breathed out. She wasn’t sure how long they sat in silence before Val finally spoke.
“How about we get some breakfast, huh? I put some caf on.”
“I…guess I could use some,” Sakiko mused.
They walked through the tan colored house till they reached the kitchen and Val offered Sakiko a seat while he prepared the breakfast. It wasn’t anything spectacular but simply being in each other’s presence could make anything better. When he sat down Sakiko smiled lovingly.
“What would I do without you?” She asked, sighing happily.
He shrugged lightly. “Make your own breakfast.”
“You know that wasn’t what I meant.”
“Yeah. Sorry Sakiko.”
She sighed and looked down.
“Val?”
He reached over the table to hold her hand.
“What is it?” He asked affectionately.
She looked up and into his brown handsome eyes. She was worrying about him. Her species lived for centuries, but he was aging twice that of a normal human-a species that didn’t like very long in the first place, by Lahgan-Waleghi standards. He would die way before she did, and that scared her. She would outlive him by centuries. Tears filled her eyes just by thinking about it.
He was surprised and worried when he saw her tearing up. He got up and came over to her side and embraced her from behind.
“What’s wrong?”
She placed her hands on his arms and leaned her head back against him.
“I…I can’t, lose you, Val,” she managed through tears and a shaking voice.
He kissed her neck. “You won’t. I promise.” He held her tighter. “It’ll be okay.”
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 25 Patrolling
379 days after the battle of Geonosis
Vor system, Venator Star Destroyer Defiance

When the Star Destroyer of the 20th Shock Corps-recently renamed the 20th Shock Regiment-returned to normal space over the planet of Vorrina Commander Jal’Kaalar was in the armory. He was putting on the new armor that they were changing to from the galactic marine one. This new armor had a dark green and white color scheme. The officers wore macro binoculars, shoulder armor-also it green-and a blaster proof skirt. Jal’Kaalar had an antennae on the right side of his helmet.
The stubborn clone walked down to the Venator cruisers hangar to join his men. Both Battalions men was preparing for the drop. Captain’s Gearhead and Bullseye was waiting for him when he arrived. They both wore the same armor design he did and their brothers marched around in white and dark green armor. A line of pilots in white and phase II helmets walked into the hangar with their helmets under arm.
“Commander, the Regiment is on schedule!” Bullseye told him.
“Keep it that way,” Jal’Kaalar ordered harshly. “I want to get to the general on time.”
Once they landed they would meet their new jedi general for the first time. General Zataji was already down there fighting. This campaign was the perfect opportunity to show her how skilled the 20th was. As much as they wanted her to prove she was better than General Thedim he felt that they needed to prove themselves too.
“Al’verde,” Bullseye said. It was the Mandalorian word for Commander. Bullseye-like Jal’Kaalar-had embraced their Mandalorian heritage. It was something most clones didn’t know much or anything about. They had been lucky enough to train under a Mandalorian bounty hunter that taught them the ins and outs of Mandalorian society. At least what he felt was important. The warrior culture. He didn’t care for the new peaceful Mandalore. Jal’Kaalar missed him a bit. His name was Atin Blood. Atin meant stubborn or tenacious. He called himself Blood because of his extremely high body count, or so he claimed himself.
“Five minutes from departure,” Bullseye informed him.
Jal’Kaalar had originally 577 brothers he had to get planetside to meet up with the general. The original number of clones was 958 but a lot died under Thedim’s short command. Needless to say General Thedim had left a bad taste in their mouths but thankfully he and his brothers knew from reports and chitchat with brothers from other units that the absolute majority of jedi was fighters and military leaders. After all, they led the war effort for a reason. Bad luck that they ended up with a bad fruit of the bunch.
Jal’Kaalar made his way to a LAAT and Bullseye and Gearhead did the same, spreading out in different gunships. Their target for touchdown was the HQ of General T’racen’s 81st Legion. There was one major HQ and a secondary one planetside. The other was the 7th Sky Corps under General Kenobi’s command. It wasn’t the entire Corps though, half was on another front with General Skywalker. He liked the new armor for a number of reasons, but number one was definitely the change in command. The Galactic Marine armor was something he and his brothers paired with General-or former now-Thedim. This new armor was a new start and a new general they hopefully could respect, and respected them back. That’s what Jal’Kaalar desired the most. A general that respected his men’s lives. But General Zataji’s file certainly spoke volumes about her experience and he was eager to meet her in person and see her skills and tactical knowledge he didn’t see in Thedim.
Time felt it slowed to a bloody crawl on the journey to the HQ. But finally, after twenty minutes the pilot told him they approached the LZ. It sure felt like longer than twenty minutes to him. When they sat down in the LZ Jal’Kaalar ordered Bullseye and Gearhead to organize the Battalions and prepare to march. He himself, headed for the Command center established to meet their new general.

Meanwhile Zataji hadn’t return from a patrol with a Platoon of men and two jedi friends, good old Sabre and her new friend Evelyn, Master Kenobi’s newest padawan. They had been delayed due to taking out a Platoon of droids, without casualties by the way. Obi-wan had agreed to let Evelyn temporarily follow an experienced jedi closer to her own age then he was while he harder and more dangerous work.
“I’m sure Kenobi’s a great master,” Zataji tried coaxing Evelyn into a conversation.
“H-he is,” she answered.
Ok, Zataji thought. Let’s try that again.
“I heard Kenobi thinks you’re talented.”
Evelyn blushed.
“H-he di-did? He d-did?!”
“I’m sure he wouldn’t take you on if he didn’t believe in you. Can I ask, how skilled are you with a lightsaber?” She arched an eyebrow.
Evelyn looked at the lightsaber handle attached to her waist and fiddled with her fingers anxiously.
“I-I guess I’m decent. Master says I’m pretty good b-but I think he’s exaggerating.”
Zataji smirked. “Master Kenobi? Exaggerate? Nah.” She waved it off as ridiculous. If he says you’re good, you’re good.”
“Y-you think…” she caught herself. “T-thank you master.”
Zataji was caught off guard when she called her master.
“I….” she had never had anyone call her that before. Well, Master T’racen did but it didn’t count since she was smirking through the whole thing. “…no problem.”
She looked back at Sabre. The Twi’lek girl was chatting with the violet striped troopers. For a moment she thought about her new military commission. It would be her first real command by herself. She had commanded up to one Battalion of clones occasionally when Master Zinbali had put her in command. She really wanted to meet the 20th Shock Regiment troopers. All she knew was that her second in command was Commander Jal’Kaalar.
“D-don’t you think th-this place is creepy?” Evelyn asked.
Zataji looked at the foggy dark environment and the black trees around them on the path.
“Definitely,” she admitted whole-heartedly. “But don’t let it get too you. Keep your mind open.” That last part sounded like something a Jedi knight might tell a padawan. Maybe she’d make a good master one day. She shook her head at the poor padawan that would get assigned to her in say, a few years maybe.
The next five seconds happened incredibly fast. Zataji acted on pure reaction and didn’t think. She activated her yellow lightsaber instinctively and swatted two bolts away. Six Vorrish warriors charged at them with melee weapons at the ready. They didn’t scream until they were already visible. Behind them red striped battle droids she recognized as Orion Task Force marked jogged out of the thick and dark vegetation.
“Ambush!” Zataji shouted.
Three clones joined fire in blasting down a charging warrior. He toppled over with smoking holes through his chest.
Sabre and Evelyn drew their green lightsabers and Sabre charged at the enemy while Evelyn held position and kept a defensive stance. She blocked bolts and saw a warrior coming right at her. Sabre focused on the force to guide her lightsaber through the air and managed to cut the warrior in half. It then returned to its master’s hand. Evelyn blinked when the warrior fell to the dirt path she stood on.
“Defensive formation!” The Platoon Sergeant shouted. He got his men into positions and forming a circle so they could fire at the droids advancing from all sides.
Zataji brought her lightsaber down at a warriors axe and cutting it apart. It allowed her a change to jab the saber into her enemy’s guts. With a swift cut, the female warrior collapsed with a groan of agonizing pain. The Knight turned and leaped at the closest Vorrish and killed him with one quick blow. Swiftly letting her eyes searching the area she found that Sabre killed the remaining Vorrish with Evelyn protecting her back from blaster fire. She noted that two clones were down and four injured but still fighting to the best of their abilities.
“Behind you Zataji!” Sabre alerted her.
It was enough to get Zataji to turn and block a red lightsaber. It, and the user was far too familiar to Sabre. Seyani. Dooku’s puppy assassin Sith lady. Both oldest jedi knew who she was instantly, but Evelyn had no idea. She was scared to see a Sith looking woman attacking them. Panic was quickly rising in her mind.
“Lost are you?” Seyani mocked the Arkanian Knight.
“Oh, I’m so glad you found us,” Zataji replied sarcastically. “Let me show my gratitude with my lightsaber!”
Seyani pushed her lightsaber away and delivered a strong kick to stagger her for a mere second. Enough to block Sabre’s green saber. She leaped through the air with a battle cry. In a blitz maneuver she thrusted and slashed five times in quick succession, but Seyani blocked them all.
She was surprised at the girls speed. The little padawan was strong in the force, clearly.
“This is for my master!” Sabre yelled.
Zataji was back on the offensive and Seyani was forced to fight them both off. Then it was her turn to play offense.
She force pushed the Twi’lek into a tree to temporarily and attacked the Arkanian with all her strength. She cut down a trooper that got to close by pulling him to her and jabbed her saber through him. Zataji was forced backwards as she continued pushing forward. She couldn’t get a single attack in. the Zabrak was too skilled when she finally got the advantage.
Then, Zataji was kicked in the head and when tried to sidestep an attack she was cut in the side. She cried out in pain. Ceasing the advantage, Seyani force pushed her backwards and she hit the ground hard. It was time to turn her attention to the Twi’lek.
Sabre was getting back up on her feet and tried to twist the force into an energy ball, but Seyani easily blocked it using her force powers.
“Your master took my hand,” she growled. Sabre remembered. It was back on Kamino, just before this coward ran like a kriffin’ wimp. “So now I’m taking her second apprentice from her.”
“Just try it worm!” Sabre snapped challengingly.
“Oh, I’ll do more than try.”
She rushed her and swung her lightsaber swiftly. Sabre tried her best but she was too fast and she found herself stumbling over a tree root when forced backwards. She saw the red lightsaber racing down towards her, staring at it in horror for a fraction of a second.
“NO!” Evelyn cried out and gave the Sith everything she got.
She force pushed Seyani off her feet and she flew twenty meters down the dirt path only to land hard. Evelyn then ran to Sabre and kneeled beside her.
“A-are you okay?”
Sabre responded by hugging her tightly for two seconds.
“Okay? You saved my life!” She exclaimed. “I could kiss you!”
Evelyn blushed madly.
“Oh-oh…Ah…” she mustered.
Zataji was back on her feet, clutching her wound with a pained expression.
“We need to get out of here,” she told a clone offering to help her.
“Calling it now,” the Sergeant complied. They had just cleaned out the last droids.
Sabre ignited her lightsaber again and stared with narrowed eyes on Seyani. She was getting back up. But together, she and Evelyn send her flying with a strong push. Evelyn was remarkably strong in the force. Sabre was both stunned and awed by it.
With the Sith back on her butt Sabre told their troopers, pointing with her green sabre, “Fire!”
They opened a barrage of blue laser. Seyani barely managed to get up in time to swat them away. Swatting it back at them she killed two men. Evelyn and Sabre swatted away incoming bolts after the first was swatted back at them.
Zataji was trying to figure out what they should do. It wouldn’t take more than a few minutes for a gunship to get here, probably. But the Sith could easily kill them all in that time if she got the chance. If they were lucky they could hold her with the barrage until help arrived. With luck a gunship was already in the area, but they could not assume that.
“Keep at it!” She shouted. “Don’t give the hag a break.”
What worried her was that she was too injured to put up a good fight right now and she was a much better duelist than Sabre and Evelyn. Evelyn lacked confidence and Sabre had too much of it. She wished her master was here. Or maybe her best friends. Zee Zana and Sakiko. They could surely kick this bitch’s ass. Zee was considered one of the best skilled lightsaber wielders in the Order. Counting that there was about 10,000 jedi in the galaxy and she probably counted among the top fifteen that was impressive. Damn impressive actually. She was only seventeen years old too.
Seyani leaped into the air with the force and down into the midst of troopers. She slashed violently around her, cutting down ten men in two seconds flat.
Sabre ran in and caught her attention. A kick in the chest caused her to fall to the ground and Seyani continued gutting the clones left of the ones Platoon strong force. She force pushed Zataji away when she tried to attack. When Evelyn tried to grab her with the force she scurried out of the way and ran towards her, cutting down two troopers on the way. She dodged the padawan’s force push and landed her lightsaber on hers. Evelyn was terrified, standing face to face with the dark force user. Seyani felt her fear and gave a wicked grin, scaring her even more. After two attacks Evelyn had her lightsaber fly from her grip and land in the muck at their feet. The fog was concentrated on the ground, making it impossible to even see ones feet. Before landing the finishing blow she jumped away. For the fraction of a second she was confused, but then a blast hit the ground, shattering it and throwing earth around.
Evelyn looked up to see a gunship hovering. The gunner in the pod sitting in front of the receding door had fired its Composite beam. The clone gunner inside repositioned the pod and fired at Seyani again. She leaped away. A second gunship appeared in the foggy air and hovered a meter from the ground. The doors receded and 212th troopers jumped out.
The first was Commander Cody. He gestured for a trooper with a chaingun.
“Don’t let her even catch her breath!”
The clone joined the first gunships barrage with his own. Spraying out bolts in Seyani’s direction. He missed but she couldn’t stop to do anything. Not even think. Six other orange stripes clones joined his barrage. Other clones helped their wounded 81st brothers inside the LAAT. They had a medical droid waiting to treat them inside.
“Cody!” Evelyn cried out in desperation.
He jogged towards her. He was surprised when she sprinted his way and wrapped her arms around his waist. Halting he wasn’t sure what do to at first. Carefully, he remembered that she was a jedi-but still a twelve year old girl. He patted her awkwardly on the back.
“It’s…alright Commander,” he tried comforting her. “Are you hurt?”
“N-no…”
“We need to get you out of here. Come on.”
He guided her back to the LAAT that had no landed completely. Evelyn saw two clones help Zataji into the gunship. Sabre looked a little groggy but she didn’t need any help. She helped the Sergeant, now wounded, into the gunship. Evelyn for a moment, thought it was over now, but than three clones flew into her and Cody. Including the gunner.
Seyani attacked again. She slashed through four clones and went for Sabre. After two blows she had to divert her attention to batting away blue bolts from the clones. She glanced up when a third gunship appeared.
“Seriously?” She asked.
To her dismay it halted thirty meters up and opened the doors. Talon leaped out and landed gracefully on the ground, lightsaber ignited and ready. Seyani got a look around. She had a Jedi Master, two padawan’s, a Knight and say… forty battle ready clones-not counting the injured. She realized she didn’t stand a chance.
She retreated into the forest with Talon chasing after her. After a moment she returned. Cody had just helped Evelyn to her feet.
“She bolted like the coward she is,” Talon declared. “Let’s get the wounded back to base Commander.”
“Yes general,” Cody confirmed the order.
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 24 Darkness
Vor system, Vorrina, Acclamator class Assault ship Leviathan

“We don’t got all day!” Captain Teyla Fae’s voice echoed through the hangar. “Get on board the gunships five minutes ago boys, move it!”
The violet striped armored woman looked at the troopers. They were running into their LAATs in full combat gear. Phase II armored troopers with violet stripes and markings swarmed about, getting to their Squads and gunships to go dirtside.
“Come on, we have a planet to take!” She continued barking at her.
“You heard the Captain!” Lieutenant Flak of 2nd Platoon shouted at his Platoon as they halted inside their gunship.
Lieutenant Tora Nypta joined her own Platoon in Zulu’s Alpha Platoon on board their gunship. She had fully recovered after fighting that Sith bitch on Kamino and she wanted revenge badly. She killed a bunch of her men and she was going to pay for that one day. As if killing Commander Jade wasn’t enough.
Outside Kenobi, T’racen’s and Zinbali’s Fleet punched a hole through the Separatist defense fleet. Thousands of fighters conducted dogfights and attempted bombing runs on enemy cruisers. The Jedi had brought over eighty starships to bare for this fight. Cruisers had been moved from other fronts and battles to quickly end the Vorrish problem. Admirals Yularen and Cossack led their fleet through durasteel ripped from crippled ships and wreaked Starfighters. Master Zinbali was the only jedi that remained in orbit. She preferred space combat over actually combat. She was more tactician then warrior. Her Padawan, Zataji, was skilled and far along enough to handle the action part. She had actually just been informed that the Council granted her the rank of Jedi Knight and put her in command of two Battalions of elite troops. In this campaign she would be acting as a kind of second in command under Kenobi and T’racen when it came to ground operations.
As her gunship lowered towards the surface Teyla spoke to the pilot of her gunship through the commlink.
“How’s it looking out there?” She asked.
“Dark, sir,” he replied. “Ground looks foggy like kriffin’…”
“Pilot?” She asked when he trailed off. “Report.”
“Captain I’ve **** sensors an* comms *re ex******cing…comp**sating.”
A moment went by.
“Do you ***** me captain?”
“Better than before.”
“Not get*** better. I don’t know where *** interference is coming from but-”
“Just put us down without crashing,” Teyla cut him off commandingly.
“Yes, sir!”
When they landed the sides retracted and revealed the Vorrish homeworld.
“Secure the LZ!” Teyla shouted out orders.
She looked around her. The ground was wet and swamp-like. The open plain they landed in was twenty meters across and dark trees rose on all sides. They only saw around five meters in front of them because of heavy fog.
“Captain!” Lieutenant Nypta announced over the comm.
“Yes Lieutenant?” Teyla said.
“Seven of my men’s primary blasters *** malfunctioning and the **ad lights aren’t working,” Nypta informed her.
Teyla noted that the light attached to her own helmet wasn’t working either.
“Affirmative Tora. Something on this planet is wrong,” she said. “Maybe the fog is messing with some of our tech.”
Teyla thought this will definitely been an interesting campaign. Malfunctioning equipment, hostile terrain and barely able to see more than five meters in front of them. It gave the natives a large advantage. Looking around at the environment it would be trouble to move walkers and tanks through. Hopefully the droids would be having equal trouble. Maybe they wouldn’t work either.
“LZ secure,” she was informed.
“Copy. Platoon move forward,” Teyla replied.
The Platoon marched onward through the ankle deep muddy water and the fog. The muddy swamp soon went to their knees. The place was unsettling to Teyla and her troopers. It was unnerving and she felt her body tense up further. She wasn’t usually jumpy, but here she was a bit jumpy. Her boys was equally jumpy because she heard a cough which caused one of the men to jump slightly. He cursed at his brother’s cough. They all waited for the coming ambush. The Vorrish would need to be complete idiots to not set up ambushes here. They knew the terrain and since the whole planet-supposedly-looked similar, they knew how to fight here. To fight a guerilla war.
“How are we supposed to fight like this?” Someone around her asked.
“Just keep your eyes and ears open,” a Staff Sergeant responded, almost whispering.
“How we suppose to fight an enemy we can’t see?”
“It’ll be fine,” the Staff Sergeant answered.
“You two didn’t fight these things back on Kamino,” Nypta told both. “The Vorrish prefer fighting in close quarters with melee weapons. Trust me. You stay quiet and on your toes and you’ll be fine.”
“Yes Captain,” both answered.
They stomped on through the muddy water towards their objective. The first objective was a triangle formation of bunkers. They marched forward through the wet muddy swamp towards the location of their target, hoping not to run into a Vorrish ambush.

Vor system, planet Vorrina, Venator class Star Destroyer Glacier

Talon jogged into the last gunship that hadn’t left the cruisers hangar bay. A Platoon from Echo Company was inside with Sabre.
“Appreciate you didn’t leave without me,” Talon said casually as the doors closed and the gunship started taking off.
“Wouldn’t dream of it general,” Edge answered. “Don’t want to take the planet without you.”
Talon smirked. “Much appreciated.” She looked at Sabre. “Spoke with Mace. He and Anakin is assaulting a MRL hideout on Coruscant.”
“Hopefully they beat the crud out of those bastards,” Sabre declared.
Anakin and Mace had spent the last few weeks chasing the Mandalorian Remnant Legion around Republic space, destroying bases, capturing operatives and gaining information to disable them and prevent the assassinations of Senators Amidala and Organa, not to mention the Supreme Chancellor. As long as the Jedi Order stood tall no one would ever assassinate the Chancellor. Ever.
When they entered the atmosphere the gunships was all developed in the planets darkness. They set down on the dark foggy planet.
Before they landed Talon looked at Sabre. Her padawan looked so eager, kind of like herself, back in the day. That worried her.
The doors retracted and Sabre jumped out first. She stopped and looked at the environment around her. She had heard how it looked but to actually be here was very different. She felt…anxious. She didn’t see more than five meters around her. How would she fight someone she couldn’t see?
Talon came up on her side as the clones all left their gunships. Soon the little open plain was filling with troops from Echo and Bravo Battalion.
“Keep your mind open,” Talon told her. “Listen, and be patient. Everything will be fine.” She looked over to Abyss a few paces away. “Commander! I want the Headquarters established ASAP.”
“Yes general,” the 81st clone Commander complied.
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 23 Defiance
Venator class Star Destroyer Justice of Truth

They had traveled in lightspeed for six days. In two days they would reach the rendezvous point. Master Zinbali was already there and Master T’racen would join them when she finished up her science escort mission, but Anakin had already dispatched her Legion there, so they only awaited the Glacier.
Obi-wan nodded approvingly when Evelyn deactivated her lightsaber. He crossed his arms over his chest and scratched his beard for a moment and smiled.
“Your skill with Soresu is impressive,” he complemented her.
The pale cheeks of the girl tinged with a slight blush. She shifted her feet nervously.
“Ah, I, uh, thanks master,” she managed.
Soresu was the third form of lightsaber combat and it focused on batting away incoming bolts from a blaster.
Although her dueling skill was lacking she was definitely skilled to take on a full Squad of battle droids by herself, at the very least. Most likely more. Maybe a Platoon. If she combined her lightsaber skill with her force abilities a Platoon of battle droids was no problem at all. He just had to make sure she instinctively did that in combat.
“You have definitely improved over the last few days,” Obi-wan continued.
Evelyn glanced at the troopers sparring in the training rooms other end. She tried to hide her silver eyes behind her hair so nobody would see her looking at them. Realizing a few was looking at her and her master she quickly looked back at Obi-wan’s shoes while her cheeks turned bright red. She was very worried that they thought she was a pretty worthless fighter.
Sensing what her latest worries was about Obi-wan decided to put a comforting hand on her shoulder. It caused Evelyn to squeak and tremble. Although she looked at his feet her mind had been racing so she didn’t notice him stepping towards her.
“Evelyn,” he used her first name with a gentle and calming voice. “There is no one to judge you. I assure you that.”
She looked up to meet his eyes. They beamed warmth and a certain calm that made her relax and feel better, for the moment.
“Now, we’ll continue later,” Obi-wan said. “I have to contact the Council.”
“W-why?” She dared to ask.
“A jedi matter,” he simply responded.

Coruscant, Jedi Temple

When Adonis Thedim walked through the double doors to the chamber the council was gathered and waiting. Almost everyone was here, including the newest member Master T’racen. Master Mae Waylon wasn’t here but she was protecting the Chancellor until the threat from the Mandalorian Remnant Legion was over. He hadn’t expected to be called before the Council for his actions. After all they had been successful. He was a bit nervous. But since his decision-although disobedient-ended up victorious and he pushed the droids back he shouldn’t be here. He was of the opinion that the end justifies the means ten out of ten times.
“Knight Thedim, know why you are here you do?” Yoda asked him.
Adonis bowed his head. “I do Master Yoda.”
“Agree with Master Mundi and Windu’s assessment of the situation you do?” Yoda continued asking.
“Yes Master,” Adonis said plainly.
“You knew your orders was to join Master Mundi’s Corps, instead you disobeyed and attacked the Separatist forces,” Oppo Rancisis said.
“That’s accurate,” Adonis said.
He held back on butting in for the moment. He could make his case in a moment. He mused earlier about who might be on his side. Master Fisto was a man of action and led soldiers himself. Master T’racen was a woman of action, shaped by the war like himself. It was likely both would understand him and support him. Yoda was often a sympathetic figure and Kenobi, Plo Koon and Rancisis was in the border region. The others was probably leaning against him, until he could change their minds. They knew he was a good battle commander and he got results. He had never lost a battle yet.
“Care to explain your reasoning for disobeying Master Windu?” Talon’s hologram asked.
“Masters,” Adonis started. “I saw an opportunity to break the clankers instead of retreating. I saw that my men and I could push through and figured he’d pay off in the end. Which it did.” He and a smug look on his face. Not smug as in that he knew better then Mundi and Windu but as in that he’s plan worked. “The 20th took the clanker supply post after all. We took the system.”
He was surprised when Talon didn’t share his charming smile. Her expression remained plain and flat. Her holographic features didn’t change.
“We aren’t here to look into your leadership and combat skills,” she continued. “But…since you brought it up.” she turned left and accepted a datapad from someone who wasn’t in view. “This is Commander Jal’Kaalar’s report from the battle.” She gestured to the other masters around her. “We’ve looked into your second in commands reports with interests.”
She paused and looked at Adonis with a deadpan look. “The Commander is concerned about your lack of tactical skills,” she started. Adonis was shocked by the revelation. There was no way to hide it. “He believes your tactics led to unnecessary deaths and provides with an interesting read that suggests that your victories was mostly luck. The Battle of Thidiyal Station was the luckiest.”
She smiled slightly, seeing the shocked expression on Knight Thedim’s face. He was totally taken aback.
“You didn’t know your own Commander thinks you incompetent and even dangerous for his men?” Agen Kolar voiced. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back.
“For this reason we have come to the conclusion that command of the 20th Shock Corps goes to Master Zinbali’s padawan, Zataji.”
“A-a padawan?” He stuttered in disbelief, trying to recover.
“She will become a Knight of the Order,” Talon told him warningly. She didn’t like his tone. “This decision is not up for debate. The Council have made its decision.”
Mace leaned forward.
“The Council isn’t something you can listen to whenever you feel like it. It appears we granted you a command before you were ready for it.”
“I am perfectly ready Master,” Adonis insisted.
“That…” Rancisis berated. “…is for us to judge. Not you.” He narrowed his eyes with disproval. The young Knight was arrogant. He waved for him to leave. “We will call you back once our decision in made.”
He bowed deeply and left the Council chamber.
“I will await your judgement masters,” he said in a low voice.
Talon shook her head and leaned back after the doors closed.
Chronicles of Talon Chapter 22 Padawan
Coruscant, Jedi temple

Obi-wan was walking through one of the many corridors in the temple at a moderate pace. He had just finished a transmission to Talon. She was-expectedly-displeased with the mission that was turning out to be as boring as she thought. He was on his way to meet his apprentice. He had decided it was time to train a new apprentice and had returned to the temple to pick her up. While he was here fresh troops from the newest batch was reinforcing his numbers and bringing the 212th Assault Battalion back up to full combat strength. It didn’t take him long to reach the chamber where Grand Master Yoda was going to meet him with his future padawan. It was a circular shaped chamber that was primarily used to teach Initiates.
“Ah, Master Kenobi,” the Grand Master’s friendly voice greeted him. “Welcome, welcome.”
“Thank you Master Yoda,” Obi-wan returned a smile and turned his attention to a girl standing a meter behind the short green jedi grand master.
She appeared to be twelve years old human, her pale fingers fiddling with each other in front of her and keeping her eyes firmly staring at her shoes. She had long crimson hair fitted into one long braid that laid over her right shoulder. Her height was normal for a girl her age. He couldn’t see her eyes for obvious reasons. She was dressed in dark brown robes and had a tan shirt beneath. A silver colored lightsaber was attached to her left side of her waist.
Yoda gently knocked his walking staff against the floor to cause the girl to look up. A pair of silver eyes stared up, filled with anxiety. She looked from Master Yoda to Obi-wan. He was smiling calmly at her.
“Hello,” he began. “I am Master Obi-wan Kenobi, your new master.”
She swallowed hard.
“H-hi. M-my name is E-Evelyn O’Hara,” she stuttered out. She spoke in a low voice, but it was enough for Obi-wan to hear well enough. “I-it is a…p-pleasure.”
Obi-wan bowed gracefully. “The pleasure is all mine Padawan O’Hara.”
That caused her cheeks to blush slightly.
Obi-wan had a feeling this was going to rival the difficulty of training Anakin. For other reasons off course. He studied her for a moment while she nervously peeked back up at him. She was still fiddling with her fingers.
“My ship will take on supplies and won’t be easy for another hour, maybe two,” he mused aloud. “How about we start your training immediately by going to the training chamber and you can show me what you know?”
“O-okay…I guess master,” she said.
She was getting worried about that he mention a ship. Was he taking her into space? Were they going to head off and fight droids? She wasn’t sure she could do that.
“I-I’m not very good though,” she felt like she had to warn him.
Obi-wan smiled. “Let me be the judge of that padawan.”
She nodded stiffly.
“Go, do not worry Padawan O’Hara,” Yoda kindly motioned her on.
She awkwardly walked up to Obi-wan and followed him out of the chamber. She glanced back at Yoda nervously twice before the doors slammed shut behind her. Evelyn rubbed her arm all the way from the chamber to the training part of the temple.
Obi-wan started out with a pair of training blades to see what her combat abilities with a blade was. Neither of their duel later for very long. Whenever he left his defensive stance behind and took the offensive-even in a small regard-he disarmed her quite easily. Her lightsaber skills was extremely lacking against an opponent with a lightsaber of their own. She wouldn’t last long against someone like Seyani. Not that he planned on putting her in that situation anytime soon. But even though her skills with a blade was poor he had been told by Master Yoda that she was very skilled with the force. His current thinking was to teach her to combine her dueling skill and her force abilities. Her greatest enemy was her self-doubt and lack of confidence. At the end of their session he decided to try with their lightsabers. Expectedly she was very hesitant at first, but a part of her lighted up when she thought he trusted to train with her lightsaber. For a moment she was very worried about hurting him by doing the wrong motion, but she realized quickly that it would be a miracle if she managed to hit him.

On board the Star Destroyer Justice of Truth Cody oversaw the final supplies being loaded up. The Star Destroyer was docked to one of the space stations orbiting the Republic capital planet. He had just been informed that General Kenobi was returning and made preparations for their departure. He was less then pleased to hear about the padawan. He trusted the general utterly but he didn’t like having a child accompany them. He supposed this was similar to Commander Tano but she knew how to act on a proper battlefield. It felt different somehow. Maybe that made him a hypocrite but an unexperienced child-jedi or not-could get herself and others killed. He didn’t like how the Jedi put children in combat roles. Maybe the General was a good teacher, but he didn’t feel appropriate to comment on his skills in that regard. He left that to the Order. But, he did train Skywalker. It took him a moment to convince himself that turned out perfectly well.
“The last supplies are on board Commander,” a naval officer informed him.
“Very good. We’ll leave when General Kenobi’s shuttle is no board,” he responded dutifully.
Cody returned to viewing the overall status of the 212th. They needed to be fully prepared for the next campaign. They was joining General T’racen and Zinbali in an offensive on the Vorrish home planet. The idea was to kick them down before they could really throw everything into the war. They were opening a front the GAR paid many lives to close. That part of the galaxy had been mostly closed and all CIS planets and outposts occupied. He didn’t like how little information they had on the Vorrish homeworld. He knew it was a foggy, dark and swamp-like planet.
“Commander, General Kenobi is on board,” a Mon Calamari naval officer announced. “He orders us to take the fleet to Lightspeed whenever ready.”
Cody straightened himself with a gruff noise from his mouth.
“How long to reach the rendezvous point?” He asked.
“Approximately eight days, lot of anomalies and interstellar hazards in the way,” the Mon Calamari explained.
“Detach from the station and order all ship to prepare for Lightspeed,” Cody ordered.
A few minutes later he turned around when he heard the doors retract and General Kenobi walked into the Venator’s CNC. A human girl followed his steps right behind him with light and clearly very nervous steps. She was fiddling with the crimson braid hanging over her right shoulder. Cody was far from impressed with the padawan fiddling and eying the floor intensely.

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