Ooooooh boy, this is gonna be fun! XD Sorry that y'all who read the previous story were left off with a serious cliffhanger, I just felt like being an asshole to you guys ;P
Anyway, if you haven't read The Prisoner of War, I HIGHLY recommend you check that out first before reading this one. Unless you're that stupid kid who played Pokemon XY before Pokemon Red and Blue .-. Jerk.
Anyway... Hope you guys enjoy this!
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It felt strange, not having the headdress on her crimson forehead. She had it since she was a young girl, it was her most precious and most cherished possession. But she knew she would get it back someday.
After all, he promised her that he would return it.
"Qymaen..." His name brushed through her lips, and her heart began to swell at the thought of the man who she had proclaimed her love for. Qymaen Jai Sheelal, her one and only. Hero of Kalee, general of the droid army, savior to many, tyrant to others. The Kaleesh cyborg who had for years gone by the title General Grievous was truly an interesting character.
After all, he had tried to kill her on many occasions.
And yet, Shaak Ti felt like she no longer needed to dwell on those past moments.
Qymaen had changed, he truly had. No longer was he the ruthless general who was determined to topple the republic and their Jedi enforcers. He was now a noble and brave Kaleesh warrior who had learned what it meant to be... Alive, once again.
...and then he was exiled.
Shaak Ti clenched her teeth as she remembered what had occurred only hours earlier. Having decided that General Grievous was too dangerous to keep on Coruscant, the Jedi Council decided to exile him to a backwater planet where he would not be able to bring further harm to the galaxy. Shaak Ti was the only one who stood by the general's side, and as a result she lost her position in the council, being replaced by an arrogant Anakin Skywalker.
Before he was shipped away, the Togruta woman managed to give her love the headdress she had always worn, making him promise that someday he would return it to her. He had, and now all she could do was wait for him to fulfill that promise.
"Oh, Qymaen..." She whispered his name again, a small tear running down her face. Sighing, she realized now would be a good time to catch up on some meditation, it has been a few days since last time. Forcing herself to clear her thoughts, the Togruta Jedi sat down in the middle of her room and closed her eyes, soon falling into a trance-like state.
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"So... He's really gone, huh?" A sad, yet familiar voice murmured from behind. The Jedi whirled around, and saw a Kaleesh woman standing a few feet away. Her usual skull mask was missing, allowing her beautiful face to be shown. This was Ronderu, the former mate of Qymaen.
"Ronderu..." Shaak Ti whispered. She looked down. "Yes, he is..." The Kaleesh nodded silently, turning away from the Jedi. Shaak Ti bit her lip. "But he promised he would return, I swear!" She quickly explained, hoping Ronderu would not leave.
Ronderu paused, and turned back to look at the other woman. "I hope you're right, my friend," she muttered. Ronderu then looked around the jungle of Kalee, a small smile finally forming on her face. "Who am I kidding, of course you're right!" She closed her eyes blissfully. "Qymaen will come back, I know it!" She opened them, and slowly approached Shaak Ti. "And when he does, you'll be there waiting for him, huh?"
Shaak Ti nodded. "You have my word, Ronderu."
"Good." Ronderu then suddenly glanced up. "What in the..?"
"Ronderu?"
The Kaleesh turned back to the other woman. "Something bad is happening, I believe," she explained. "You'll have to hurry and help your fellow Jedi!" She gently grabbed Shaak Ti and gave her a small kiss. "Stay safe, mate of Qymaen."
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Shaak Ti opened her eyes as she was practically thrown out of her vision. Her heart was pounding, and slowly she forced herself onto her feet. "What was that about?" She wondered out loud, glancing around her room. "What did she mean when she said..." Her eyes widened as the words of Ronderu fully processed through her head, and she turned her head towards the door, expecting something...anything, to happen.
As if on cue, a loud knocking was heard from the other side, a knocking that got louder and more desperate. "Master Shaak Ti!" A young voice cried. "Master Shaak Ti, open up please!"
Shaak Ti didn't hesitate, she sprinted towards the door and forced it to open faster than it was meant to. In front of her was a small human girl, a padawan. The girl was crying, tears and mucus running across her face, and she was covered in someone's blood, the red staining her clothes permanently.
"Child, what is it?" Shaak Ti gasped, kneeling down and gently holding the padawan's shoulders.
The girl hiccuped. "They... They..." She broke into a sob.
"Little one..." Shaak Ti kissed the girl's forehead. "Don't be scared, I won't let anything bad happen to you"
Before the girl could speak once again, Shaak Ti noticed a clone trooper quickly approaching them. Smiling in relief, the Togruta stood up and spoke to the soldier. "Trooper, do you know what this girl is referring to?" She asked.
"No!" The girl suddenly screamed. "Shaak Ti, RUN!"
Suddenly, a blaster shot rang through the air, and the young padawan collapsed like a rag doll, the laser having ripped right through her small heart. Shaak Ti choked and her hand shot up to her mouth. Slowly, she turned to face the clone trooper, who was now aiming at her. On instinct, Shaak Ti used the force to slam the trooper into to the wall.
Keeping him pinned there, Shaak Ti bit her lip to stop it from trembling. "What...What is the meaning of this?" She demanded to know, ignoring the fear building in her chest.
"You Jedi scum tried to murder the supreme chancellor!" The soldier hissed. "And the punishment for treason... Is death!" Using all his strength, the soldier reached for his blaster pistol and grabbed it, firing a deadly shot at the Togruta.
Shaak Ti saw it coming, and swiftly dodged it. Using the force, she lifted the dead padawan's lightsaber from her belt, ignited it, and hurled it at the trooper. The weapon easily cut across the trooper's skull like butter, killing him instantly.
Shaak Ti sighed as she leaned against the wall. "Treason...?" She wondered. "But... But how?" She glanced over at the padawan's body, but turned away in disgust. "How could he kill such a small..." Squeezing her eyes shut, Shaak Ti desperately thought of her next move. She should try to find other Jedi, see if she could find out more about what this was.
But first, she needed a weapon.
Crawling back into her room, she found her lightsaber and placed it in her belt. "I hope I can find survivors..." Finally, the Togruta ran out into the halls, and sprinted towards a randomly picked direction, hoping others were still alive.
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Along the way, Shaak Ti faced off against multiple clone troopers, all of which had the intention to kill her. But she did not find any other Jedi, none that were alive, anyway. After cutting down the last clone trooper, the Jedi made it to the archives, still hoping to find someone.
Sneaking through the shelves, in case of any more troopers, she barely made out a figure at the other side of the library. She did, however, recognize Jedi robes, and she sighed in relief. 'Finally, someone else.' She thought. She walked out of her hiding spot, approaching the Jedi.
"Excuse me, do you know what is going on here?" She asked him. "Why are the troopers attacking us."
"..." The Jedi remained silent.
Shaak Ti took a step closer. "Um..."
Suddenly the Jedi turned around, revealing himself to be Anakin Skywalker. Not the Jedi Shaak Ti was hoping to see, but she was happy none of the less. "Anakin, it's you." She said, smiling softly.
"..." Anakin didn't speak, he only smirked.
"Anakin...?" Shaak Ti backed away slowly, feeling uneasy about the situation. "Are you okay?"
Suddenly, she saw Anakin rush towards her at full speed, and she felt the vicious blow of a lightsaber stab right through her flesh.
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Oh no! D: Is she okay? ;-; Hopefully, but you never know with my sick mind. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this! Don't forget to review! And remember, stay wykkyd!