A/N: I had to think this one out a lot before I wrote it down. Enjoy and please review.
"Fall back!" Aayla Secura cried.
She deflected the droids incoming fire, protecting the retreating clones. Her arms and wrists hurt from this ongoing motion. They had been fighting these droids for most of the afternoon. This tired her.
Finally, all of the clones had retreated far enough that they didn't need her to protect them. Aayla deflected one last blast and then she turned around and sprinted. The clones were firing from a distance, which really helped her escape. When she reached the clones, she turned and activated her lightsaber, but none of the droids fired. She turned to Commander Bly, who took off his helmet. He had a puzzled expression on his face.
"General?" he asked.
Aayla didn't respond. She deactivated her lightsaber and clipped it to her belt.
"I don't like this," she muttered.
"Neither do I," Bly said.
Aayla looked at the droids in the distance. They had started to retreat.
"Lets take the advantage and pull back," she ordered.
Bly nodded and started assembling the clones. Aayla was just about to help when she heard something. She grabbed her lightsaber from her belt and headed towards the noise.
"Where are you headed General?" Bly asked.
Aayla stopped.
"I heard something. I'm going to check it out," she replied.
She ran into a large group of trees. The noise was louder. I consisted of a child crying, shouting, and a droid. Aayla ran faster towards the noise. The child could be in danger.
She was just about to round a corner, but she stopped. She sensed something. Aayla looked around the corner and gasped.
A droid was pointing tits blaster at two children. The kids were huddled together in a corner. One was crying. They were both human kids, one male and a female. The male had short brown hair that covered his right eye. The female had long, wavy brown hair. She looked extremely terrified. Both of the children had bright green eyes.
The boy let go of the girl and stood up.
"Sit down," the droid instructed.
"No!" the boy declared.
"I said sit down!" the droid said, pointing the blaster for his face.
Aayla had to act now, but something was holding her back, and she didn't know what.
The boy's face turned red.
"I said no!" he yelled.
He lifted his arms up and the droid went flying. It hit a tree behind it and broke into several pieces. Aayla gasped. She ran around the corner. The boy grabbed his sister and raised his hand in defence.
"Who are you?" he whispered, holding his sisters hand and helping her off the ground.
"My name is Aayla Secura. I am a Jedi and I am here to help you," Aayla said softly.
The boy thought for and moment, then lowered his hand. The girl wiped her face with her sleeves, drying the tears. Aayla walked forward and knelt down in front of them, so they could see her eye level.
"What are you names?" she asked gently, placing a soft hand on the boy's shoulder.
"My name is Kip, and this is Kina, my twin sister," Kip replied.
Aayla nodded.
"What are your ages?"
Kip looked at Kina and Kina nodded.
"We're six years old," Kina whispered.
Aayla smiled nicely and stood up.
"What are you two doing here?" she asked.
Kina sniffed and Kip patted her on the back.
"Our village was attacked and Mommy told us to run. We ran from the metal men and arrived here. The metal men followed us, and I was able to destroy most of them, except for this one. I got scared. I wanted Mommy. Then Kip made the other one break. I feel bad because Mommy told us never to use our powers like that," Kina explained.
Aayla smiled and looked at the two of them.
"So you have been able to use this power for a while now?"
"For a couple months," Kip quickly answered.
Aayla thought a moment. These two could use the force. She had to bring them to the Jedi Temple.
"I am going to take you away from this dangerous place. You two will be trained to use your power at the Jedi Temple."
Kina gasped.
"But we can't leave this place! What about Mommy!" She cried.
Kip pulled her into a hug and she sobbed on his shoulder.
"This lady will make sure that Mommy is safe, don't worry," he said quietly.
He then looked at Aayla.
"We will go with you, but please make sure Mommy is safe and that she knows," he said.
Aayla nodded.
"I will try my best," she replied.
Suddenly, there was an explosion in the distance. Kina yelped and then fell silent.
"What was that Miss?" asked Kip.
Aayla looked around.
"I don't know," she muttered.
She looked at the children and told them to follow her. She ran through the forest slowly, so that the kids could stay with her. They exited the forest and regrouped with the clones. Aayla walked over to Commander Bly.
"Commander."
"Yes General Secura," Bly responded.
He noticed the children beside her and he took off his helmet so he wouldn't frighten them. He knelt down.
"Hello there, my name is Commander Bly," he said with a grin.
Kip and Kina smiled.
"My name is Kina," Kina said happily.
"And mine's Kip!" Kip said, jumping up.
Bly looked at Aayla and Aayla smiled.
"Commander, can you watch these two for a minute?" she asked politely.
"Sure thing General," he replied.
Aayla smiled and walked over to a parked gunship. She went behind it and took a com pad out of her pocket on her belt. She pressed it and an image of Mace Windu appeared.
"Master Secura," Mace greeted.
"Master Windu, I have discovered to force sensitive children. Both are five years of age."
Mace put a hand on his chin.
"Shall they be brought to the temple?" Aayla asked.
Mace looked up.
"I suppose so. Are these children related?"
Aayla nodded and Mace sighed.
"This shall be difficult choice to make," he commented.
"I know it will, but these two are strong in the force. I can feel it. Let them be tested," she insisted.
"Let them be brought to the temple for testing," he finally said.
Aayla smiled slightly.
"How goes your mission on Gala?" he asked.
"Not so good," Aayla replied. "The droids have destroyed several villages and towns. They outnumber us greatly. Are there any reinforcements available?"
Mace shifted slightly.
"I shall check. While I do, I want you to get a transport and have the children brought to the temple," Mace ordered.
"Yes Master. I will see to it."
He nodded and the transmission ended. Aayla had hoped to go with the children back to the temple. She really wanted these kids to succeed. Never the less, she had more important matters to attend to. She had to stop the droids from destroying the planet. Gala was too important to loose.
She walked back to Commander Bly, who was showing his weapons to the kids, with the safety switch on.
"Commander, I will take the children from here," she said quietly.
Bly nodded and the children followed Aayla to a group of gunships. They stopped in front of one that was just about to leave. She knelt down and put her hands on their shoulders.
"You two will get onto this gunship and head to the temple where you will be tested. I cannot come with you," she explained.
Kina lowered her head.
"What if we don't pass this test?" Kip asked curiously, his eyes narrowing.
Aayla took a deep breath.
"You two are very smart for your age. I know that you will pass," she responded quickly.
Kip nodded and Aayla got up. She led the two of the kids into the gunship. A couple of friendly looking clones followed them inside. They introduced themselves as Silver and Gama. They both started a conversation with the kids, who both seemed to enjoy it. Aayla smiled and walked over to the pilot who was just about to strap himself in.
"Try and make this a gentle ride. These kids are scared," she whispered so the others wouldn't hear her.
The clone nodded and smiled.
"Yes General. I'll make sure that they get something to eat when we stop at the cruiser," he replied.
Aayla smiled slightly and then stepped away from the gunship. She waved to the kids and they waved back with big grins on their faces. The doors on the ship closed and they took off, leaving Aayla Secura standing there, hopping that the twins would be okay.
A/N: Credit to my sister (FF pen name Carovinee) for the title. By the way, these two characters (Kip and Kina) are OCs. Just to let you know. Please review.
