The LAAT gunships zoomed past and over the droid infantries and shot down several techno union ships along the way. Michael had to keep an eye for the other gunships to make sure they were still in the air as certain people had to live through this. Thankfully, they were almost on the over side of the battlefield, the clone side.

"Don't worry Barris, soon we'll land to safety-" as soon as Michael said this however, a blaster shot hit their gunship directly, killing most people on board, and knocking Michael, Barris and a few clones over.

The pilots were dead, and the ship started nose diving to the ground. Michael looked up and realised what was happening. With seconds to act he rolled over and held out both his hands to grab the ship via the force. He managed to do so centimetres before they hit the ground and he lowered the ship gently so that it merely bounced on the ground.

He slowly got back to his feet and looked around for survivors. Thankfully, Barris was still alive, it wasn't her time in the timeline to die yet. In fact, Michael didn't actually know how or when she would, all he knew was that it isn't now.

"Barriss, are you alright?" he asked helping her up.

"I think so. I don't think there's anything broken" she replied weakly as Michael helped her out the ship.

"Are you still able to fight?" he asked.

"The force will heal me, i'll be fine" she assured grabbing her saber.

"What about you?"

"I'm going to get the clones out this ship first, then I'll rejoin the battle" he told her.

She nodded and ran into battle to rejoin her master.

Michael extended his hand out to help the surviving clone troopers out of the wreckage. "Rest here for a while, use the gunship as cover, then when you're up to it rejoin your superiors" he ordered them and because they knew survival depended on it, they listened.

"Yes sir. What about you?" Michael looked back igniting his lightsaber.

"I'm going to help win this battle" he smiled running towards the other Jedi.

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By now most of the Jedi had landed and were fighting alongside the clones against the droids and Geonosians. Michael was met with flashback after flashback when confronted with the battlefield, but it wasn't until he was separated, along with a group of clones from the rest of the Jedi and clone army.

Michael was too distracted picking up groups and whole squadrons of super battle droids with the force, then crumpling them up by clenching his fist, to notice and shell directly towards him and the clones to the left of him.

He only managed to sense it just in time. "Look out!" he pushed the clones with the force a safe distance away before jumping himself to escape the blast. The explosion separated them from the rest of the group via the smoke. He quickly got up and made sure the other clones were still alive.

Michael remembered, this was the first combat the clones were facing, unlike Michael who has experience in this. He ran over to them, and blocked any blaster fire by literally grabbing the laser blasts with the force, then throwing them back.

"Are you all alright?" Michael helped them stand up. The clones nodded and regathered their weapons.

"Sir, we're cut from the rest of the group, what do we do now?" one clone asked when suddenly a round of blaster fire opened on them, killing one other clone.

"We get to cover now!" Michael ordered and stood in front of the clones, blocking the blaster fire. They all jumped behind a couple of rocks and knelt behind them. The blaster fire from hellfire tanks was pinning them down behind the rocks.

"We're pinned down, we won't be able to stay here much longer!"

"Remember our training, throw any grenades you have at enemy vehicles posing a serious threat!" a clone reminded.

"But tark, we used our grenades already on the spider walkers" the other clone pointed out.

"Then What do we do? Our training taught us that we should call for backup, but our radios are busted!"

Michael realised the situation. One he and his Time lord friends had been in hundreds of times before, against Daleks and without Jedi training. Michael raised his hands and lifted up not one, but two hellfire tanks with the force. He tried to crush them by bringing his fingers together and making a fist but he he wasn't strong enough to do that, so instead he threw both of them on their sides.

Although they were wearing helmets, by their body language you could tell they were amazed. "How in the hell?"

"Are all Jedi this powerful?" one asked. The clones had never fought alongside Jedi before.

The smoke cleared around them slightly and Michael managed to see the main army not too far away from them, but they had to cross an open field to get there, which was extremely dangerous. He had to do this before on Gallifrey, and he was taught to run low and dart from cover to cover and eliminate any enemy that might threaten you. They didn't need to do this however, as Michael could now block any blaster coming towards them.

"Okay listen to me, we have to join the main army which is just over there, but we have to cross an open field which doesn't have any cover. I want you all the stay behind me and stay low. I can cover you whilst we get there, okay?" Michael explained.

The clones, realising they have no better option, followed his instructions. "Yes sir."

"Good, c'mon" Michael ran ahead and the clones stayed behind Michael staying as low as possible. Michael tried his best to block the oncoming fire from any droid who spotted them.

Both with his lightsaber and with his hands. They had to get to the army quick, they were the perfect targets for snipers right now. Luckily for Michael, the clones started firing their own weapons against the droids attacking them.

After what seemed like ages trying to get to safety, Michael and the clones reached the rest of the army where they weren't exposed to blaster fire.

"We made it, we actually made it" said one of the clones obviously relieved.

"Thanks kid, we'd probably be dead otherwise. How exactly did you know how to get us here? We've been training for years and you're still a padawan?" the head of the clone squad asked.

"My species, lives a long time" Michaels only reply was that, having no time and simply not wanting to explain right now.

"You stay with the army, you'll be safer here." The clones nodded at Michael's words and were concerned about Michael, but he told them not to worry about him. Michael quickly sprinted to join another platoon of clones.

He fought alongside them for a good while, not knowing what else to do, despite being able to calculate things in his mind quicker than anybody else. When he fought in the time war he was just a foot soldier trained to defend Gallifrey like all of the young boys his age were in the last days of the Time war.

He was never a strategist, for big battles anyway. He did however have to lead a squad and plan out moves when they were in danger. He saw a spider walker to his diagonal left and decided that if that could be taken out, it would create a path way for more platoons of clone troopers to head in that direction and flank the enemy.

The boy jumped up on a Geonosian spire, deflecting blaster fire while doing so, and reached the top to get a good vantage point. He saw the spider walker sweeping the battlefield with its lasers. He reached out his hand and closed his eyes concentrating on the spider walkers leg. He moved his hand slightly and the leg shifted.

He kept moving so that the leg was moved completely and the spider walker lost it's balance, falling to it's side. Michael opened his eyes and smiled at the sight of the spider walker collapsing. His feeling of being proud of himself was short lived however, as he didn't see before, but all he did was clear a path for a pack of hellfire tanks to come through. Michael quickly realised his mistake and cursed himself. Hellfire's were far more dangerous than spider walkers.

What could he do? He couldn't lift all the tanks up in the air and destroy them, especially not from up here. Luckily however, the clones must have called in air support from the LAAT gunships, which bombed and destroyed the tanks. One of the gunships was the one carrying Obi wan Anakin and Padme.

Turning to his right, Michael realised several more hellfire tanks approaching. He wasn't going to make the same mistake again. Before he could jump down, Several Geonosians flanked him in the air but he sensed them, and lept from Geonosian to Geonosian striking them down, and landed himself on the floor.

He started sprinting towards the tanks, dodging or deflecting and lasers they fired at him, and grabbed any missiles launched at him with the force and threw them back at the tanks destroying them. When he approached the tanks he dived under them slashing his lightsaber through them slicing them in half and cutting off their giant wheels.

Jumping from tank to tank, Michael successfully destroyed every single one without getting hit by a single blaster fire. He decided that's what was best for now. Just using his power and skill to destroy anything in the way of the clones and occasionally help them survive, as well as his main mission. Keep the timeline on track, at all costs.

As he looked up from destroying the tanks, he realised the starships were launching to join the trade federation ships up in orbit. Michael ran up to the nearest command centre for the republic.

"Quick! Fire all blasters and lasers you have on that starship" Michael ordered the clones at the controls.

"But sir, I don't think our lasers on our own will be able to shoot it down" a clone informed him.

"Don't worry. You won't be the only ones firing at that starship." As soon as Michael said that. Several blue lasers fired up at the starship which all the clones saw. At this, the clones at the controls next to Michael took this as the go head to start firing themselves.

"Everyone, concentrate your fire on that starship!" The clone ordered. After being hit by a barrage of lasers, the starship lost it's power, and fell back down to the ground. Michael smiled. He knew exactly that was going to happen. Or, did he make that happen? Was that going to happen anyway? Michael was lost deep in thought, and he didn't hear at first the other Jedi calling him.

"Padawan Res, what happened?" A Jedi master asked him.

"What? Oh, don't worry, I already gave the order to take down the starships. I believe master Yoda was the one who gave the command to shoot it down."

"Well, in that case I'll have to inform you that the droid and Geonosian armies are in retreat. The Jedi are regrouping back at the main command centre."

Michael nodded and walked along with the Jedi master back to the main command centre where the majority of the Jedi and clones were resting. He noticed Yoda wasn't with them. He knew why. Right now if he remembered correctly he would be on a ship to the hangar where he would face off against Dooku. Which reminded him, Padme and a clone trooper would come along here any minute asking for a ship.

Michael asked one of the clone pilots to stay grounded and wait for any calls for emergency pick ups. The clone obeyed and soon received a call which asked for one as soon as possible.

"Michael there you are!" A voice came from the right. Michael turned to see Shaak coming towards him, a mixture of concern and relief on her face.

"Michael thank the force you're alright. Padawan Offee told me you were both in a gunship crash."

"Yes master, but i'm fine don't worry."

"She said that you helped pull out any survivors, and even, she even said you use the force to guide the ship down safely."

"I had to, there was no other way to survive the crash."

"I know, I'm proud. And I'm glad you survived this battle. At first I must admit, I did consider not letting you go into any battles after this" she breathed.

"But I suppose, if you survived this, and since you know what to do in situations like the gunship, you have proven to me that you should go back into battles like this. Because, I suppose there's no denying it now. After this republic attack on Geonosian soil, there will be war" Shaak looked out at the desert and rocks in which they just had been fighting in.

Michael knew what she was talking about, mainly because he knew there will be a war.

A wave of guilt and helplessness came over him. Upon looking at his former master's face, he wanted more than ever to tell her about everything. About the war, about Palpatine, about order 66. But he couldn't, there was no way he could break his promise. This was for the Time lords and time itself.

Perhaps there was a way to keep his former master out of the battlefield and out of harm's way however. "Someone's going to have to watch over the clone training on Kamino, someone from the Jedi order" Michael suggested.

"Perhaps I could volunteer for that. It'd be wise for the Jedi to have someone of their own to be where the clones are being bred and trained if we're going to be fighting alongside them."

The boy knew she would do that. He headed back to the main republic cruiser and sat down think things over in his head, until the group of clones from earlier approached him.

"Listen kid, thanks for earlier, after we all got separated from the main army. We probably wouldn't have made it out alive without you. You're pretty powerful, and you acted like you've led in battle before?" He phrased this as more of a question.

"I've, studied and watched holocrons of leaders in battle before, I just did what I saw" the padawan made up an excuse.

"Well you're a quick learner kid, better than us anyway. Thanks again, from all of us."

The clones moved on and Michael briefly saw an injured Obi wan and Anakin with half a missing right arm walk past the doorway next to him being taken to the medical bay. Anakin would soon get a new prosthetic limb, which gave Michael hope somewhat. Because he knew Anakin's son would see that limb in the future, preventing him from turning, and leading Anakin to destroy the sith.

"Oh and Michael" Shaak Ti called to him from the other room. "I still want to discuss with you about why you were using Juyo." Michael chuckled. He finally felt some sort of optimism for once.

Sorry for the long update, technically i'm working on three stories right now. Two on this site and one on fictionpress. That's a habit i have, i start writing a story then i get an idea for another story and start writing that and end up with a bunch of unfinished stories. I will finish them don't worry. Doctor who belongs to BBC, Star wars belongs to lucasfilm/disney.