Chapter 2

Aayla's POV

We were heading towards the Separatist base when I had a terrible vision. It showed Kit Fisto and Mace Windu fighting against a Shadow of darkness with a lightsaber. The darkness was Palpatine, or perhaps I should say, Darth Sidious. Then Palpatine's lightsaber slashed into Kit's stomach and the Nautolan yelled in pain and collapsed.

It had happened so quickly that at first I couldn't take it in. Kit Fisto was dead? It couldn't be, not so quickly, so suddenly. He'd been so tough, so brave; he had fought Asajj Ventress and General Grievous and survived. And now he was dying because of a man who was supposed to be our ally.

I felt as though me heart was being torn to peices. I fell on my knees and covered my face with my hands sobbing and screaming with my mind, Kit no!

The dying Kit sent a mental message to me. I could sense the tenderness and love he was feeling as his life ebbed away. Our bond was so strong we were able to communicate with our minds.

I love you Aayla Secura.

Then…he was gone…

'No,' I said softly, 'No you can't be gone.'

'General?' said Bly beside me, 'What is it? What's wrong?'

'I sensed…a terrible thing Bly,' I said quietly and looked up at him, 'Kit's dead.'

'General Fisto's dead?' said Bly and I nodded feeling tears rolling down my cheeks. Kit and I were more than friends, we were lovers. We had been for over three years. And now he was dead his life burned away with the slash of a lightsaber. He'd left Coruscant, left the galaxy…and left me.

I became aware that Bly was speaking. 'General maybe we should go back…'

'No,' I said standing up and wiping the tears away, 'We've still got a mission to finish. Let's go.'

'As you wish General,' said Bly but he wasn't using his usual military voice he was using a voice full of sympathy. I stood up trying to push away the heartbreaking misery I was feeling and led the clone's forwards.