Cleverlight sets her new plan into motion a little quicker than she would have prefered to... and Obi-wan finds her secret lair, 'cause he's nosy like that.

Just a little reminder, I dont own Megamind or Star Wars, so please don't sue me.

"Make a hero?" Minion asked quizzically.

"Yes, my aquatic friend!" Cleverlight declared, madly scribbling on a sheet of bright red paper. "I was walking last night when it came to me-" she ceased writing to look dramatically into the air, as though stricken by an idea- "Heroes can be made!" Ok, so it didn't exactly come to me just like that…but it's sort of true.

"Ok, ok, assuming that heroes can be made, which I'm… not… entirely sure of yet, WHY would you want to make a hero? I mean, we finally won! We finally have it all! A hero would only mess things up."

"But Minion, don't you understand?" She grabbed another sheet of paper, a yellow one, and tore it in half. "I'm one half without the other. Evil without good to fight me. It's like a yin, with no yang." She held up the split sheet to demonstrate, then through it over her shoulder. Both halves fluttered to the already paper-covered floor. "Ask me how I'm going to make a hero, Minion! Ask me!"

Grievous could tell from the start that this wasn't going to work out well, but he sighed. "How are you going to make a hero?" His voice lacked enthusiasm.

Ventress strode across the room and pulled out a piece of white silk with a flourish, looking actually a bit irritated at having to touch it. "Do you know what this is?"

"Erm…"

"One of ChosenOne's old capes! Do you know what that means?"

"Will you please stop asking me if I know what you're doing? Because really… I have no clue."

"There's a flake of dandruff here. Do you know what- oh, sorry. It means we have Skywalker's DNA! And we can use that DNA to extract the source of his power! Then we can give that power to another human, one we can train to become the new hero, and my new nemesis!"

"A new… Listen, sir, I really think this is a bad idea."

"Exactly! I'ts phen-oh-nom-in-alley bad! And evil! So, so very evil."

"No, no. Not bad as in evil, bad as in not good."

"Yes. Not good. We don't like good, Minion."

"No! Not bad as in evil, not bad as in not good, bad as in, as in…"

Cleverlight was warming up to the idea. "An extra-vag-antly evil idea for the greater good of bad! Oh, this is so exciting!"

"Bad as in… bad as in it's going to blow up in your face?"

"Don't be ridiculous Minion. Superheroes don't blow up."

The poor fish sighed.

"Now…" Cleverlight whispered dramatically, gazing down at the sleek, oversized gun in her hands, the gun with the power to endow ChosenOne's powers upon whoever was shot, "we only need to find a human. One who puts the good of others above their own. One who holds the welfare of the city high in their hearts! One who-"

A preppy little jingle filled the room. Ventress wrinkled her nose. "What… is that awful sound? Seriously. Where is it coming from?"

"It seems to be coming from… This little gadget?" Minion held the offending rectangle in the air.

Asajj recognized it at once. That Brianna person's telephone! "Erm… Hello?" she asked hesitantly. The phone continued to play the disgustingly happy music.

"I think you need to flip it open, sir."

"Hello?"

"Brianna? It's me, Obi-wan." Ventress nearly had a heart attack.

"Yes, this is… Brianna." She mimicked his pro-noun-cia-tation of the name.

"I thought I'd call to thank you about last night."

"About….?"

"You really inspired me." Oh, he was so cute!

"You inspired me too." She purred, elbowing Minion away so it would be harder for him to eavesdrop.

"And I just wanted to ask if you'd be interested in joining me in my search for information on Cleverlight's latest scheme. I'm sure you'd be very helpful."

"Minion it's mine!" She hissed under her breath, pushing him further from the phone. She hadn't yet told him about her late night meet-up with Kenobi, and she didn't plan to.

Kenobi's slightly muffled voice paused. "What was that?"

"I just said I'd be thrilledto help you out." She rushed. "So. So, how's the search going?"

"I'd say pretty good. I found her secret lair."

"HOW DID HE FIND MY EVIL LAIR?" She practically screamed, startling Grievous. The poor villainess turned around slowly, and sure enough, Kenobi was all over the security monitors. Oh Force, he's right outside… Oh Force, he probably heard me yelling that…

"Erm, how did you find her evil lair?"

"I can't believe how obvious it is, once you think about it. It has a fake observatory on the roof!"

Oh. Wow. I seriously didn't see that coming? Why the hoth didn't I take that thing down?

Obi-wan gasped from the other end of the phone. "There's a doormat here that says 'secret entrance'!"

Cleverlight would admit to herself that leaving the dome atop their fortress had been her mistake. But she was most certainly not the one who had left out a doormat that said secret entrance! "Minion…"

"I kept forgetting where it was…" He smiled sheepishly.

"Oh, I don't have time for this!" Cleverlight pushed Minion into the closet nearby, pressing the infusing ray into his metal arms. She slammed the doors shut, hoping that would keep both Minion and her latest creation safe from Kenobi's prying eyes. The thought cloud! The cards, turning slightly from the breeze created by her over-excited movements, hung in clear view! She grabbed a purple silky curtain and drew it across the room. It'd have to do.

"What's that?" Speaking of Kenobi, his voice could be heard loud and clear from the phone in her hand.

"Er, nevermind, I was talking to… a street vendor. Yeah." Ventress flicked the watch to disguise herself, then ducked behind a shelf to wait until he passed her. As soon as she saw him, she joined in step with him from behind.

Obi-wan glanced from his phone to her. "How did you get here so fast?"

"I happened to be… speed walking nearby when you called me."

Obi-wan ran his eyes over her. She appeared to be wearing what she had been last night- same neatly-ironed black pants, same pale green top. Perhaps she simply hadn't changed since yesterday, or perhaps she owned more, identical outfits. Odd, but nothing to be concerned about, really.

"Now, let's see what we can find in here before Cleverlight figures out I found her 'secret' entrance. Honestly. I'd think with brains like hers…"

"Yes, well, you know, geniuses can get a bit… scatterbrained, I guess." Or their minions…Oh, he is so dead.

Kenobi was looking around the liar, which was a lot bigger than he'd remembered. "Where should we start?"

"How about over there? That door looks exciting."

"It says 'exit'."

"Which is short for exciting, right?" Obi-wan chuckled.

Why can't it be short for exciting? Cleverlight thought. That's why that sign is there. It's exciting.

Kenobi abruptly grabbed the purple silk and flung it aside. There wasn't much to see behind the curtain- bookshelves, a large closet, quite a few of the gadgets he recognized… But there, hanging in the middle of the room, was the most confusing jumble he'd ever seen. Red, yellow, and white cards hung sporadically from the ceiling, all at different heights and depths. A few blue ones were mixed in around the edges, and, to make it all even more confusing, all of them were written on. Force! How was he supposed to decode all this?

Ventress struggled with herself. Kenobi could not be staring at all this! She felt as though the contents of her brain were on display- writing, cards… and she may have doodled a few little hearts on a few of those cards. For no real reason.

Obi-wan had pulled a small camera out of his pocket and was clicking away. "I could really use your help deciphering all this. I mean, your work at the museum must make you very knowledgeable about our town villain." Funny, how 'town villain' sounded perfectly normal, just like 'town barber' would to most people.

"Of course. I know… lots about Cleverlight. So much, it's scary." Oh, I know more about Cleverlight then you know, Kenobi…

"Hang on a minute, I'm going to get a few pictures from another angle…"

Asajj leaned away from him for a second to whisper in her watch. "Minion! Code, tell the braindroids to get in here!"

"Sir, there's no point to a code if you're just going to say what you want me to do. I mean, you could just skip the whole 'code' thing and-"

"Code: just do it!" The fish most likely rolled his eyes, but a few seconds later, a few of the excited robots whizzed into the room towards Obi-wan. At that very moment, he crouched down to get the cloud from a lower angle, the braindroids flew right over his head, and Cleverlight was swept off her feet by the metal cloud. A few more missed, hitting the closet Minion hid in. As it wobbled dangerously, the doors flew open and the gun skidded out.

"No!" yelped the fish, as his metal suit hit the ground. He reached forward, but the closet slammed down on top of him, trapping him under and inside the closet.

"No, it's me! It's Mommy! Put me down you metal idiots!" she hissed under her breath, twisting the watch dial to regain her true form. Her little droids let out buzzes of 'yes, sir', 'yes, sir' as they released her. Augh… remind me again why I wanted to create AI?

Brianna! Obi-wan took off after the little robots that had taken her, but they were too fast for him. He whipped around a corner, and there, lying on the floor was a ray gun of some sorts. He snatched it up- why not? Unexpectedly he heard a thump, and looked up to see Cleverlight hauling herself up from the floor.

"Where's Brianna?" He wouldn't cave to Cleverlight, now or ever again. Obi-wan aimed the gun right at her, moving forward. "What have you done with her?"

Ok, Ventress, just go with it… "I'm doing… horrible things to her. Torturing her. With, you know, lasers, spikes, the works." Asajj grinned evilly, counting on her famous look of pure evil to cover the way her mind was working overtime, trying to figure out how the hoth she'd get out of this one.

"Let her go."

"Or what?"

"Or I'm going to find out what this gun does." Ok, I doubt she's really torturing Brianna, just holding her captive I suppose. But then again, I always seem to underestimate just how evil this little… troublemaker is.

"No, no no no no no. Don't… do that. I'll just go get her!" The pale villainess slipped into a nearby closet, slamming the door behind her.

Obi-wan stared for a moment, and then there was a loud rustling and, following that, the sound of a body hitting the door. A second later, Brianna stepped out.

"I trapped her, let's go!" The museum worker slammed the door behind her. "Do you mind if I see that gun for a minute?"

"Erm... maybe later. Right now we have to find the way out of here. There!" He darted over to the door Brianna had pointed out earlier, whipped it open, and steeped through. Only to find himself precariously balanced on the edge of a high ledge over a tank of piranhas. "Not good," He murmured, flailing his arms in a desperate attempt to regain balance... At that moment, a hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him back. He turned towards his rescuer, expecting Brianna, but instead found himself only inches from Cleverlight.

Ventress had changed back to herself, planning to sneak around the corner and jump him in an attempt to pry the infuser from him, but at that moment he'd gone through the exciting door at too fast of a pace. She didn't have time to become Brianna again, she just needed to pull him back. She did so, without thinking first of what would happen. And now they were face-to-face, and she'd rescued him again, and she'd been trying so desperately to prove she didn't care about him. For years she'd claimed that the only reason she'd kept him alive was so that she'd have bait for Chosen One.

Why did she…? She could have just let me fall… Oh, that's right. She wants her precious gun back, Obi-wan thought scathingly. I don't matter. I just happen to be holding something she wants. That thought was upsetting, in a way. Ventress broke their awkward silence by lunging for the infuser.

Obi-wan held tighter to it. If the little she-devil wanted her latest plaything back, she'd have to fight for it, because he wasn't letting go. She refused to let go as well, and back and forth they tugged, and then-

Somehow the gun went off, the bright silver shot ricocheting through the room, bouncing off various metal objects, clinging and clanging, barely missing Cleverlight herself, and finally managing to escape the lair through an old ventilation hatch.

"Obi-wan? Obi? Master?" Hannah gave up calling him and paused to think. She'd seen him go down this alleyway, which ended in a dead end. So where was he? She heard something clanging to her right… Master? She took a few steps closer, only to be hit right in the face by something small but speedy that flew from a vent in the side of the old warehouse.

"Now look what you did!" Ventress snapped.

"What I did? If you hadn't tried to steal this from me-"

"If you hadn't broken into my lair and started threatening me with my own stuff…"

At that moment, the braindroids swept down again, having re-located the reporter. Obi-wan took off, dropping the now empty gun and running towards the only wall in the whole place with nothing blocking it. That must be the exit, and if not, he was about to run headlong into a brick wall.

Halfway to the door, Brianna darted from a nearby aisle to join him. "There you are! We need to get rid of these droids. Got anything?" Obi-wan suddenly snatched up a piece of dynamite from a nearby shelf, still running. "Here! See if you can light it from the flame thing over there!"

Sure enough, coming up on Brianna's side of the aisle was a flame-endowed device. She couldn't blow up her precious creations! Her braindroids were like little pets... Her hand still hurt from where one had bit her the other day. Ok, for the greater good of getting Kenobi out of the lair. She lit the fuse and threw it over her shoulder. She and Kenobi had just reached the wall when the dynamite, and the braindroids, who had begun to play with it, thinking it was a new fetch toy, exploded. The force of the blast sent the two flying straight through the holographic wall and out into the alley.

"Wow." 'Brianna' looked over at Kenobi, who was gasping for air as he spoke. "I've never seen anyone actually fight Cleverlight like that."

"Oh."

"You were amazing."

"I just did what I had to, I guess." Ventress stuttered. Kenobi was close to her again.

"Well… wow." Obi-wan hadn't realized how close his face was to Brianna's, but now that he really looked, she was very pretty. Soft black hair, green eyes, deliciously pink lips…

For half a second, Ventress thought Kenobi might kiss her again, and as eager as she was to feel his lips again, the last thing she wanted to do was build a relationship with him as Brianna. The moment was soon ruined however, as a short, overly-skinny girl leaned over them. Her hand was pressed tightly to her nose.

"Obi!" Her voice sounded very nasal. "Whad ah you do-ig? Who's dis?"

"I just got blown up, but are you alright?" The redhead pushed himself off the ground, and 'Brianna' followed.

"I think a bee flew ub my dose."

"Well, let's drive back to the Temple then." He'd turned back to Ventress. "And this is Brianna. She's my… partner."

"Um, do, I'm your partner. You pobly hit your head an don't know wha your saying."

Obi-wan ignored the girl's babbling. "I'll call you again, if that's alright?"

Ventress suddenly felt a bit light-headed. "Yeah. Yeah."

Without any warning, Obi-wan hugged her.

A completely new feeling washed over her, one of warmth, and acceptance, and… love. Wow. No one had ever hugged her before. Ok, Minion had tried once, but his metal body was hard and cold, and he didn't try again. Kenobi was soft and warm and… Can I just stay like this… forever?

All too soon, Obi-wan had pulled away and was headed back towards the van, calling back to her something about the library and texting the details. Asajj was too dazed to catch most of it, just muttering, "Uh huh."

"Ok, dat was awkward for everyone, because you hugged her instead of me. Like, accidenilly." The news van drove off.

"Sir? Sir?" It took her a second to realize that Minion was talking to her through her communicator. "Did you find out who got hit?"

"Oh right. Code: Get the car."

"Sir… the point of a code is so that no one else understands. 'Get the car' is a pretty obvious code."

Asajj huffed defensively. "But it's my code. I like it."

Sorry for updating this again and ignoring everything else, but this is just so fun to write! Next, Ventress and Greivous begin to discover who they've just endowed with great powers... and Asajj begins spending more time with the new hero's master than the hero herself.
Oh, I love teasers. X3