I pulled my now red hair back, and Barris ran a hair through her pixie cut, picking at her new skintight pants, and shirt. She pulled on chest armor, making sure it would fit comfortably.

"It's weird, not having Jedi robes anymore." She sighed.

Across the shop, Z smirked, tossing her green highlighted brunette hair, "Well at least Katie's hair now matches her temper."

I rolled my eyes, "Why did I let you talk me into coloring my hair red?"

She just smirked, and I looked around. Tana was wearing a blue tunic, with dark grey leggings. She grinned as she saw me looking, and I smiled back slightly. My stomach was still rolling, and I was uncomfortable in this new armor. It was still Mandolorian, but it was red and black. I missed my old armor, which had been blue with stars, painted by Sketch, and given to me by all of the Torrent and Ghost companies. I couldn't wear it anymore, because of the distinctive paint, but it was hidden in the Renegade.

We paid for everything, and started out. We were going to stay in a place no one would look for us. From there, we could sabotage some of the biggest Sep shipyards and factories. It was the perfect staging ground.

Lola Sayu.

There was a hidden shipyard there, and it was big. No one knew about it. Except us. We had been gone 2 months. I was... upset. I was constantly sick. I didn't know what it was, but I had an idea. I hoped I wasn't right. If I was, I was considering going to Coruscant and finishing Sidious.

I jerked out of my meanderings, and finished rigging the explosives. I started to skulk back to get out of the factory. Ahsoka was rigging explosives in the massive shipyard above. Barriss was planting bombs in the reactors of the sentry cruisers guarding the Citadel.

And we would stay on Lola Sayu. The Warden was furious. He was sending out bounty hunters all over the nearby didn't think to consider that we would stay on Lola Sayu though.

He hated it when so many prisoners seem to slip through his grasp. Many of them were clones, and a couple Jedi. The Republic Intelligence Agency, or RIA was going crazy trying to figure out who the female Mandolorian and her gang of masked friends was. We weren't going to let them find out any time soon.

I hightailed it out of the factories back door, using my new jetpack to land on a small ledge a couple clicks away. I clicked the detonator, smirking as I heard the tell tale rumbling.

My smirk disappeared as a new, quieter humming joined the noise. A Neimodian shuttle landed, and I crept into the shadows. Several big, silvery blocks glided out the ramp, giuded by blue painted battle-droids. Another blue astromech joined them.

Artoo.

I hissed, and disappeared before they could see me. Little did I know, that the astro droid had caught sight of me.

They had to keep believing I was dead.

We couldn't fail.

Not now.

I was so close.

Artoo beeped and beeped. I exchanged a glance with Echo as General skywalker's expression became one of disbeleif. He then exclaimed, "So she's real? The Mandolorian does exist?" He paused and looked around. "Maybe she can help us."

Kenobi snorted, "From the reports, she only helps when she wants to. If she just left, then she might not want to help us."

The General sighed, and looked around. he muttered, "I wish Ahsoka was here. this would be easier with several Jedi."

Z stood on the landing platform, staring down. Tana crouched next to her. The black scarves hiding their features whipped and snapped in the strong wind. We had figured out how to use the Force to move the wind around us so we could use jetpacks. We had also started to mask our signatures.

We waited. Kaitlyn had told us they would be they would be. I envied my friend for her unfailing vision.

I watched as a supply shuttle landed, it's hull glinting orange from the lava rivers.

A familiar astromech rolled out, followed by droids. I hissed as he was turned on by the other blue battle droids. We crept down, hiding ourselves with the Force.

We slipped into the lift, and waited.

Should we rescue them? Tana's voice rang clearly in my mind, and i glance at where she was, the sight wavering of the walls being the only indication that someone was there. It looked like heat rising off of a landing platform.

-I will. You go back to the landing platform

But I-

-No. They might need you there. See if there's any traps. Be ready to destroy any droids.

Fine.

General Skywalker deflected bolts, grunting, "Could use another Jedi right about now." Fives was planting explosives on the wall behind us, and secretly, I was glad. I didn't want to lose another friend.

However, a bunch of droids were firing at us. Rex let out a growl as one of the clankers hit his arm. He fell back, and inspected the injury. It was bad enough to keep him from firing with that arm, and he reluctantly holstered the blaster.

Two black blades, one half the length of the other, shimmered into existence behind the droids, slicing them in two. One stayed intact, and turned to shoot, but the black-clad figure slammed it into a wall, and snapped its neck in a shower of sparks.

Before we could get a closer look, it took off, using a jetpack to fly out of our sight.

Well. We knew the Mandolorian was close by, if it was around.

But why had the other anonymous figure left so quickly?

Would we have recognized her?

A/N: They're in the same place, and yet one group is dead to the other. How sad. Echo is smart. he might figure it out, but I won't let him. *Gives evil laugh*

Oh, because I didn't clear this up, Z is force-sensitive, but not very powerful. She uses two blades, one being a shoto, like Ahsoka.