A/N: Thank you all for your time. This was co-written with the brilliant RubbleStrength, and we are still in the midst of writing it, so I can't give you an approximate on how many chapters there will be... Although, on average our chapter-fics vary from five, to twenty. God bless, and enjoy!
Stars whooshed by-brilliant blue, silver, purple and white. Obi-Wan hated flying, but that was just for the traffic or occasional air-battles. He loved the scene of hyperspace. The Jedi smiled slightly. He hit the com button in the two-person fighter. "Cody, we've almost reached Losuju."
Obi-Wan had been dispatched to retrieve a secret Separatist code from the planet. It had been left there in an abandoned Jedi stronghold. His-and Cody's-mission, was to retrieve the chip and the information it held, and bring it back to Coruscant. "Are you ready?" He asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Yes, Sir," Cody replied. "The rebels on Losuju just sent the rest of the coordinates."
"All right..." Obi-Wan looked down at the console. Sure enough, he was receiving a transmission. "It's on the others side of the planet," Obi-Wan stated, mostly to himself, though he was well aware Cody could hear him. "We'll scan the area and make sure no one-and no droid-is in the area, then we'll land."
"Roger that." Cody frowned in concentration, even as he stared out at the blurred stars.
Obi-Wan dropped the ship out of hyperspace. This should be an uneventful trip... Or, it should have been.
The moment the ship slowed, the scanners beeped wildly, warning of ships nearby. "Looks like we've got company-not friendly," Obi-Wan announced. "Be prepared to fire, if necessary." He grimaced. He could see several ships-at least as large as their own-floating between them, and the planet. They were indeed Separatist ships.
"Yes, Sir." Cody looked out, watching the approaching ships. TIE fighters moved into formation... "General, they're too organized. They must've known we were coming!" Cody scowled. Despite everything they had done, it appeared the efforts to accomplish the mission unnoticed were gone.
"It would seem so." Obi-Wan took evasive action. "I'll try to get the ship turned around. If you get a shot, take it!"
The targeting system began tracking the movements of one of the other ships, trying to lock onto it. The clone commander waited for the beeping before pressing down, colored bolts hitting the Fighters' wing.
Obi-Wan watched as an enemy fighter exploded, trailing away in flames. "Good shot!" Still, they weren't out of the woods-not by far. They were heavily outnumbered, and if the enemy knew they were here, did they know why? What if they'd found-and possibly destroyed-the information? All Obi-Wan could do was hope they didn't know about that.
Another ship turned to flames and fell off towards the planet, starting to be torn apart by gravity. Before Cody could get off another shot, their own ship was hit by a burst of red bolts. It jerked and shuddered, and from where he sat he could see sparks. If there hadn't been beeping before, there certainly was now.
"Not good," Obi-Wan muttered. He kept a tight hold of the controls. Though he'd not yet said it, he was losing control of the ship. "Looks like we're going down." After a moment, he added, "This is why I hate flying."
Another shot to the ship's side sent them spinning toward Losuju. Obi-Wan valiantly attempted to turn the front of the ship until it was facing forward. It worked-sort of. He was glad Anakin wasn't there to gloat.
Their descent was increasing in speed, and a firey-light surrounded the ship. Cody cursed - there was nothing more he could do from back here. For now, at least.
Obi-Wan straightened out the ship and watched with a grim expression as the ship went hurdling toward the planet below, speed unchecked. He hoped this would end better than it had started. Perhaps the information would still be there, and the crash wouldn't be as bad as it could be.
The beeping sounded in Cody's ears, lights of both blue and red flashing... He grimaced. There really was no way to brace oneself for impact. Though, all of the clones had been trained for every situation of war.
The ship fell through clouds, gathering speed. Obi-Wan could see flames spark off the wings of the ship. His vision was blocked. He leaned back against the seat and hoped this would be over soon... There was no way to stop this now. Holding onto the controls, he waited for the inevitable landing.