Qui-gon Jinn sneaked into the house, trying to go undetected by the Masters, an eerie silence lay over the small house as he entered, causing him to frown, but as he didn't want to challenge fate, he sneaked up on his room. Thus he did not hear as the two Masters entered the house somewhat later. But he did however, hear the conversation that floated up to him when he opened the door.
"I told you she was still alive." The sound of Master Galwarons voice made Qui-gons blood freeze.
"All we saw was a dark-haired girl..." answered Dooku.
"A Force sensitive dark haired girl, Dooku, it's to big a coincidence, my Padawan is here, and she is alive." Qui-gon was unable to move, he knew he needed to get to Mirwen, to warn her, but on the other hand… Didn't Galwaron deserve a chance to talk to her? To know that his padawan was alive and well? The problem was that Qui-gon wasn't sure that the Jedi Master would be content with that, and that he shouldn't take Mirwen back to Coruscant. As much as he would want his friend to be back at the temple, he wasn't sure that it was the place she belonged any longer.
"I know Galwaron" Dookus tiered voice caused Qui-gon to snap back to the present. "Maybe we should simply ask my Padawan about all this? He has talked to her after all." Qui-gon didn't need to hear more, he closed the door silently behind him and locked it. Then he went over to the window, glancing down on the street below. He would have to wait. He had no idea were to find Mirwen now, not even a clue of where to start, his only lead was that she had told him that she usually passed on early mornings and late evenings. Now he just had to avoid his master until nightfall. Now that would be quite easy, hopefully they did not know that he was home already, and they would simply wait for him to come home… Hopefully…
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Qui-gon did not know how, but somehow he had managed to avoid seeing his Masters all day, when they finally had discovered that he was home, he pretended to have a headache and said that he would retire early. He felt at little bad about lying to his Master, but tried to ignore it.
When sunset finally came, he sat at the window looking down on the street.
*please let her come tonight* he thought as it turned darker and darker. Suddenly a movement in the end of his vision caught his attention. He turned his head to see a dark shape move up the street, clad in a long robe with the hood up. He smiled and opened the window. The figure did not look up. He swung his legs outside and jumped down on the street, slowing his fall with the Force and went over to her side.
"Show of" was her first comment as she glared at him from under the hood. He just grinned at her.
"Pull your hood up." She advised. "It's hard to forget your hair."
"What's wrong with my hair?" he asked confused.
"The hair cut, its' not so common as far as I know, you should try to let it grow." She glanced at him a smile tugging her lips as he drew a hand over his short hair before pulling up his
hood.
"Mir, it's something I have to tell you." He whispered as the continued walking.
"Is that so eh?" she murmured and glanced at him. But before Qui-gon was able to start, a loud noise filled the air around them, a jet, flying unusually low flew straight over their heads and continued towards the forest. Of some reason, the jet made Qui-gon feel very uneasy, but he had no time to think of that as two other jets soon followed.
"Slag! Not good not good, this is NOT good!" Mirwen exclaimed and started running after the jets.
"Wait wha… Where are you going?!" Qui-gon yelled after her and rushed after the surprisingly quick girl.
"After the 'creeps!" she answered over her shoulder and jumped over a fence to leave the city once again."¨
"After the what's?! " the padawan exclaimed and used the force to jump over the same fence.
"I'll explain later!" she gasped over her shoulder as Qui-gon caught up with her and they rushed into the forest after the jets that had now mysteriously disappeared, even though the sky was clear and it was easy to see far.
"But…" Qui-gon fell silent when he heard the sound of twisting metal. He saw Mirwen frown and quicken her pace. Then she slowed down as they came closer, and Qui-gon could hear raised voices.
"I swear I saw something!" Came the first voice, clearly metallic.
"Of course you did Skywarp!" Came a second, more nasal voice, clearly sarcastic. "You idiot! There is no one here!"
"Don't be so sure Screamer." Said a third, lower voice. "My scanners are picking up on something." The two teenagers glanced at each other, having similar faces of worries.
"What is it TC?" said the first voice sounding very interested.
"Shut up Skywrap." Growled the second voice. "What is Thundercracker?"
"Hmm... I think it's organic..." said the third voice, sounding more exited now.
"Sounds promising." Came the second voice again. "Wait, what was that?!" By now Qui-gon and Mirwen could see the three jets, that weren't jets anymore, but gigantic gray robots, but with clear resembles to the jets, in colour scheme at last.
"What was what Screamer?" asked the first voice. Qui-gon held his breath, and then he heard a new noise. The noise of roaring engines. He glanced at Mirwen, who suddenly looked surprised, then happy, and then even more worried then before.
"It sounds like… Ugh!" The third voice, belonging to a large blue mech, who was suddenly knocked to the ground by a red robot who had appeared from nowhere, and before the other jets had reacted, the purple mech had been taken down by a similar but yellow mech.
"Autobots!" the last standing jet, the one with the nasal voice, cried in fury, but before he could move to help his fellow jets, a bright flash from a fusion cannon struck his left wing, causing the jet to cry out in pain and turning towards the new mech, another red mech with a nasty looking cannon pointing at the mech.
"Come on guys let's get them!" growled the new mech who Qui-gon suddenly recognized as the mech "Ironhide". This statement seemed to startle the red and blue mech, and it didn't help when a sudden shot from a blaster hit him in the face. Qui-gon jumped and stared at Mirwen whose gun was still pointed towards the jet.
"What are you doing?!" he hissed.
"Playing along." Mirwen answered and fired another blast, aiming once again for the mechs face the mech cried out in fury, then he suddenly jumped up in the sky and transformed back into jet form, crying for his comrades to follow him as he went. The two others wasted no time in doing so.
The yellow and the red mech rose from the ground. Qui-gon recognized this two as well, but he could not recall their names, if they ever had mentioned it. Ironhide turned towards the bushes were the two organics were hidden.
"Ok Kid, I know you're in there, you can come out now." The voice was gruff, but did not sound angry. Well, not THAT angry at least.
Mirwen sighed melodramatically, and rolled her eyes but stepped out into the glade.
"I'm here, and I'm fine, in fact, I don't even have a dent on my paintwork." She grinned towards the three mechs.
"I pity that Hound wasn't here." Said the yellow mech and kneeled next to her to come down to her face level. "I would like to see the recording of Starscream running away from our kid-medic"
"Ohhh yes, so would I." said the still unnamed red mech and bent down towards the dark haired mech.
"Hmph, I'm just happy that I won't have the medic yelling at me when we return." Muttered Ironhide but had a small smile on his lips none the less.
"Ehy, guys, before I explode, I've got somebody I would like to introduce you to." Mirwen said. "It's OK, we can trust him alright, he's a friend of mine." She continued, making a calming gesture when Ironhide frowned disapprovingly.
"Qui-gon, come out from there, they aren't dangerous. Well, they are, but they won't hurt you, I promise." Mirwen grinned, her eyes sparkling.
Qui-gon stepped out from the bushes and glanced up at the mechs who had now risen up to their full high, which was about as tall as the smaller trees around them. They had looked friendly enough when they had talked to Mirwen, but had now a more… suspicious appearance. Mirwen had also noticed this cause she smacked the leg of the red one closest to her.
"Behave you two!" she growled, then she continued. "Guys, this is Qui-gon Jinn, he's an old friend of mine… apparently. He's a... What did you call it? Jedi? Anyway, Qui-gon, this is my friends, and team mates, the red one over there is Ironhide, this one. "She tapped the red ones leg again. "Is Sideswipe and the yellow one over there is Sunstreaker." She pointed after the three jets who where now long gone. "Those were Decepticons, in the same team as the one we met earlier."
"Wait." Ironhide held up a hand and glared at Mirwen. "He was with you when you run in to Ravage?!"
"Actually…" Mirwen started. "I kind of ran in to HIM, when I was running away from Ravage, so it wasn't exactly on purpose. And I couldn't just leave him to face her now could I?" Ironhide shook his head.
"You'll have to take that with Prime." He said. Mirwen flinched. Qui-gons gaze darted between the two. "Which reminds me, it's probably for the best if you came with us." He said now meeting Qui-gons gaze. Qui-gon found that he had a little hard to meet those intense blue eyes. He finally nodded.
"But I should tell my master that…" he started but was cut of by a large explosion…
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Well, sorry for the long update but my inspiration has run of and hid itself so I've been trying to improvise XP Please R&R