Master Valka
Separatist droid forces and Republic clone forces were engaging in a harsh battle on the fields of Dantooine. One legian of clones was all that stood against the droids as they attempted to halt the Separatist progress as they were planning to use the planet as a staging ground to launch more attacks in the system. The clones fought hard, though they were outnumbered, destroying countless numbers of their mechanical enemies with rocket launchers, grenades, blaster, and their own assault ships and tanks.
And leading the Republic forces was a Jedi. A Jedi General and a member of the High Council. The Jedi was powerful. Hailing from Berk, a harsh planet and home to a hardy and resilient race of humans known as the Berkians. She and her son were the only Jedi to have come from Berk. Her people were notorious for their foul tempers and tendency to fly into a rage when in the midst of battle or when angered enough. But years of her Jedi training had allowed the Jedi master to rise above her people's inherent nature.
The Jedi Master stood at an impressive 6'3. Her stature was quite normal among her people, though she herself was slimmer and leaner than most of the women of Berk. She had long brown hair tied into two long braids that ran down her back and were tied to her belt to keep them out of the way. She wore brown Jedi robes with a matching utility belt and thick boots.
She led the charge, fighting amongst the ranks of the droid army as she ripped them apart with her bare hands.
Literally.
She'd unfortunately lost her lightsaber in the scuffle, leaving her to fight bare handed. But she was Berkian. Her people were blessed with great strength, and coupled with her mastery of the Force she was a powerful opponent with or without a weapon.
The Jedi master flung her arms out to the side as she let out a powerful Force attack in all directions. The droids masses surrounding her were sent flying back from all directions. As they struggled to get up she rushed to a super battle droid. As it raised its arm to take aim she squeezed down on its wrist, bending and crushing its steel frame in her grip before she tore it off. She thrust her palm forward, sending it crashing into its allies and breaking them apart.
Before the other droids could get a lock on her she darted away, her long legs granting her a great stride as she moved in a blur across the battlefield. She charged at another super battle droid, cocking her fist back as she closed the distance. When she reach it she threw her fist forward and punched a hole through its head. She pulled her fist free before throwing her hand out to the side, using the Force to send careening it into more of its allies.
She was on the move once more, weaving and jerking through blaster fire in an incredible blur. She used her bare hands to deliver barrage of lightning fast punches that left dents in the droids' armors, sometimes blowing out their circuitry and wiring with one punch.
As a line of battle droids advanced on her she presented both her palms out toward them. She focused before simply closing and clenching her fists. In the next moment the line of battle droids were simply crushed. Their bodies bent inwards on themselves as they short circuited and ceased to function.
"General!" came a shout from behind. Valka looked behind her and smiled at the sight of her clone captain and her men rushing to back her up.
"Axer," Valka greeted with a smile. The clone gave her a salute before looking around at the hundreds of destroyed battle droid at her feet. He whistled, impressed.
"Nice one General. Save some for us though, don't want you putting us out of a job," he joked.
Valks threw her head back and laughed. "Wouldn't dream of it Axer," she assured good naturedly.
The battle resumed as Valka and the clones kept up their momentum. They pushed back the droid forces as they began to close in on one of the Separatist commanders. A Neimoidian by the name of Icke Groth. The commander observed the battle from within a droid tank, calling out orders from a safe distance.
He began lining up the tanks, preparing to open fire on the battlefield with a heavy barrage to wipe out the clones and Jedi.
"General, we got trouble!" Axer said as he pointed at the line of tanks in the distance. The Jedi nodded while ordering her men to fall back. In moments she was racing across the battlefield. Icke sent a wave of droids to stop her advanced. Valka cursed as she zigzagged toward them, wishing she had her...
Valka saw a glint out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head and there it was. Laying among the piles of ruined droid was her lightsaber. She smiled as she extended a hand out toward it. In the next instant it came flying toward her. She clutched it in hand, before igniting it. The blue blade sprang out right as she reached the procession of advancing droid.
Valka didn't stop her charge. She simply kept running, right through the middle of their ranks as she cut the droid around her down. Her blade was a blue blur of light and color as every swing effortlessly sliced through several battle droids at once. They of course tried to stop her. They shot at her. But her reflexes were too quick as she defended herself from every blast quite easily.
When she cleared the droid she leapt high into the air, spinning and somersaulting in midair as she came down on a line of tanks. She deactivated her saber as she gathered the Force. She focused it around and into her right hand. When she landed on the front of the tank she threw a powerful punch. There was a loud screech as the metal bent inwards on itself before the back of the tank exploded outward, followed by scraps of the droids piloting it and the tank's internal components and mechanisms.
As the droids in another tank took aim at her she ignited her lightsaber. She reacted right as they fired, sending the powerful blast back at the tanks and causing it to explode.
She backflipped of the tan she'd already destroyed, landing on another one as it had opened fire on her as well. The droids panicked as she grabbed the tank's cannon barrel and bent it upward, curling it around and making it useless. She stabbed her lightsaber into the tank, disabling it and its drivers.
Suddenly she was surrounded by tanks on all sides. As they were about to shoot at her she raised her hands up to her sides and closed her fists. She squeezed them, using the Force to crush the barrels. As they fired their blasts had nowhere to go, thus the tanks went up in fiery explosions.
The last tank she knew held the separatist commander. She leapt to it, hearing the frightened scream from the commander inside. She snorted as she made a shallow cut in the metal frame. Then she stuck both her hands inside before she ripped a hole open, exposing the quivering Neimoidian commander, who was likely near soiling himself.
Valka smiled at him as she reached a hand inside. He yelped as she grabbed him by the back of his shirt and hoisted him out his seat. She lifted him out of the tanks, still suspending him of the ground with one hand.
"Commander Groth. I believe the battle is lost for you and your forces. I suggest you call off your droids," Valks suggested.
"Never savage! And there's nothing you could do to make me!" Groth shouted back in defiance, though still trembling as he dangled off the ground.
Now Valka was a Jedi through and through. That meant she wouldn't kill Groth, who was her prisoner and unarmed. Nor would she use violence to get her way. But even the Jedi code had to be...bent at times.
She narrowed her eyes before placing her lightsaber near his throat. "Then I'm going to cut your head off," she said making her voice cold and steely. It was a generally known fact that Neimoidians didn't take threats of violence well. Not to mention her people were infamous for their brutal nature. All she had to do was wait.
The commander stiffened in terror before pressing down on his comm. "All units! Stand down! Stand down! Deactivate!" he wailed in terror. All around the battlefield the droids stiffened before shutting down. The clones cheered in victory as they saw the General holding the separatist commander.
Valka smiled in satisfaction as she deactivated her lightsaber. "Excellent choice Commander."
With that, the Jedi Master hailed the temple to inform them of her victory.
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Valka: Jedi Master, mother of Hiccup, wields blue bladed lightsaber typical of a Jedi Guardian. Gifted greatly in the physical aspects of the Force.