Calliope took off toward the medical wing after a citizen alerted the Queen to the General's state. Her heart was palpitating in her chest. No you just got here, stay with us she pleaded through the force. She entered the wing to find only Poe at the unconscious General's side. The doctors always had a maximum visitors policy. The young handsome Commander was looking over Leia like a lost son. He acknowledged her presence but nothing more. Calliope took up a seat across from him. His face was wiped of tears, but he was an emotional creature incapable of hiding his raw feelings.

"What happened?" She asked delicately.

It was then Poe's dynamic and hot blooded eyes locked with hers,

"The General found out a hard truth….Nyx." his voice cut deep- this was personal to him.

She swallowed knowing the remaining resistance had judged her now,

"Leia knew what I was, but-."

"Did she know about your son!" Poe asked with fervor, "It came as such a shock to her this is what resulted."

Those violet eyes widened,

"I was going to tell her…" Calliope's face hardened, "Who told you about my son?"

"Does it matter?" he replied, "Why did this information even put her in a state like this?"

Poe began to feel himself tremble.

"Technically, he's her grandson."

Their discussion was cut short by a severe panic in the halls. Voices yelling out for the Guardian. Poe and Calliope sprung into the hall. A young man took her by the hands,

"The first order has landed several ships along the forest. Three units and a commanding vessel!"

Calmly Calliope instructed the man to put the stronghold on lock down, reduce power and noise. Poe followed her,

"You expect to take on three units and a command vessel by yourself?"

Calliope kept walking. She came to a living space where her son and his friends were attacking each other with sticks. They came to a halt upon her entrance.

"Ani, command center now. Boys go home." She instructed grabbing her cloak and gloves. The boys took off. Anakin made no movement seeing Poe in the doorway.

"Take the pilot with you mama." his voice seemed to plead, "You can't keep going alone."

"Don't make me ask again." Calliope pulled on her gloves and attached the metal orb to her hip.

"You didn't ask." Her son replied peevishly. Calliope turned to her son with a mother's beholding.

Defeated he left the room giving a beseeching glance to Poe. Before the Commander could say anything.

"I don't need help I've done this before. Go be with your friends and the General and wait this out." her tone was forceful and it made his blood flare. She couldn't tell him what to do- she had no authority over him.

The moment Calliope stepped outside something triggered in her. She reached out seeing the units spread out in a typical formation, but beyond that- the commanding vessel- made her body quiver. Balor, a hulking mountain of man, a knight of Ren exited the vessel. Shit…

She'd normally pull her hood and scarf up, but it wouldn't matter he would know instantly.

"Don't take out the whole. They'll keep sending more ground troops." a voice said to her- a voice she trusted with her life.

Seamlessly she slipped past the ground units. She summoned the kyber crystal from it's pod using her much practiced hands to keep it steady and take out the troopers that remained with the knight.

"Well, well." Balor's voice hoarse accent rather burned her ears, "Nyx is still having kicks."

He tapped his battle ax against his thigh activating the kyber resistant ions.

"Yeah, well I couldn't just go off and die could I?" She replied half-heartedly activating the stone into a saber form radiating from her hand.

"Not before having my kid you shouldn't." the man snorted.

Calliope let out a viral cry charging at the man but her saber was recoiled by his axe. They clashed easily matched both using fury to power themselves. Both had been trained in the dark side, but Balor loved the feeling of power not the fighting that came with it where Calliope favored the fighting over the mere appearance of power.

"You're a weak brainwashed fool," She taunted.

Calliope faded back returning to strike faking an upper strike to take a slice at his leg. It didn't manage to chop the leg off but it came in at the knee.

"Whore!" Balor howled while swiping aimlessly. He pressed a button signaling the ground troops to return to him. She could feel all three hundred of them pivot towards their position.

"You were always a coward and a cheat." Calliope snarled.

"And you are a traitor!" he shrunk backward relying on his uninjured leg.

She still had time to end him and send back the ground units with a false report- they were weak minded enough. There was a low hum in the air as a N-1 Starfighter hurtled into view aiming fire at the commanding vessel Balor was receding into. One of the Commander's lucky shots set the vessel ablaze with the Knight inside. His anguished screams filled the air, and part of her wanted to end it for him with a quick stone through the heart-but he didn't deserve mercy, so she let him scream until the fire consumed him. It was then she noticed Poe Dameron had turned his fire to the ground troops ready to extinguish them all. He wouldn't be able to hear her, and she couldn't let him destroy them all. Calliope cast out her right hand towards the Starfighter. She could feel it reverberate against the force's grasp and Poe being alerted to the strain on the ship. Rotating her hand - the ship rotated. They at least faced each other now. Poe looked baffled as she brought the Fighter down from the air, and parked it gently on the ground. The Commander jumped out,

"What are you doing? I could of had them all!"

"I don't need you to get them all!" She started.

"Oh sorry great Guardian for helping you save the day!" Poe flailed his arms exasperated.

"It's not about that! If we kill all of these troops the First Order will know something is going on here, and they'll keep sending troops until we're overwhelmed, over run, and Naboo will be no more."

"And how do you expect to send back troops and not have them tell their superiors what the hell happened!?" Poe bellowed shooting his blaster at an approaching stormtrooper.

Calliope grinned a bit at his heated disposition,

"You won't like it but I am taking something directly from Snoke's book."

"Hey, you're the one getting us out of this mess." He nodded to the troopers on their approach.

"Just cover me in case I miss one of them." Calliope held out a curled hand, and the troopers etched to a halt. Breathe and let the light fade she told herself. "As long as you come back." The same voice reached out to her.

She touched each of their minds each of them weak minded, molded, and programmed as the First Order had wanted them- this made it easier for her. Calliope stood before Poe with an outreached hand that slowly twisted and laxed several times. He knew better than to say or do anything, but he watched her face crinkle in pain and her stone still floating by her side sparked and lashed out hitting the woman in the thigh-but she didn't feel it-; she wasn't with Poe.

Oddly, he understood what she was doing altering their memories a very dark act indeed. The last of the units filed into their craft. One picked up the remnants of Balor's axe before boarding a ship. Calliope fell to her knee's taking deep breaths muttering, "I can come back." Several times before opening her eyes the deep violet striking the air like a blade. Standing she now noticed the gash in her thigh.

"Man am I glad you're on our side," Poe approached ready to help escort the injured Guardian back to the stronghold- hand extended, "You are on our side aren't you?"