A/N: These characters are fantastic toys from the GFFA. I just play with them, there's no money involved (sniff).
As she landed and prepared to lead the clone troops out to see the damage, she wasn't sure how to prepare herself for what she was about to find. She could only imagine what Grievous had done, and it had, despite the Code, been in her nightmares the entire trip here. How could she possibly be expected to show no emotion when she found the bodies she was sure she was about to find, since they Jedi there hadn't had contact with them since the battle? Sometimes she felt almost envious of the genetic tampering of the clones.
The "No Attachment" part of the Code had already meant she couldn't be with the man she loved. They had hardly spoken in years as they weren't sure what would happen, what would be stirred up if they did spend time together. And now she had a sickening feeling that her Master, who had been like a mother to her, had become one with the Force. She would be expected to simply move on as though it wasn't important and back to winning this war. Back to fighting for the Republic, no matter the cost.
How had the Jedi gotten involved in fighting a galactic war anyway? Weren't they supposed to be peacemakers?
"Master Tachi", one of the clones said to her, "We have found no survivors. How should we dispose of the bodies?"
"Cremation," she answered without thinking. After all, it was what the Jedi and many cultures across the Galaxy did to honor the dead. Some of the troops started methodically preparing the fire that would be the end of the bodies.
This time she was envious that the clones didn't have the past she had with some of those who had died and that they didn't seem to need a family. The Jedi were the only family she really had as she hadn't had contact with her original one in years.
Taking a deep breath, she made herself walk step by step off the ship's ramp and towards the bodies. Everything looked burned or broken and there was a horrible smell in the air. Still, she kept going. The Jedi deserved to have someone pay their last respects and the Council would want confirmation from her as to what had happened.
Sure enough, there was Adi Gallia, perfectly still, with a lightsaber wound to the chest.
The first thought that went through her mind was that she should have been there to protect her Master. If she'd been there, perhaps this wouldn't have happened and the two could be congratulating themselves on the defeat of Grievous by now.
Then again, she'd had enough of the "What If's". She could only live in the future as she couldn't change the past. So she would find a way to go on, without her Master and without being with the man she loved.