~Ahsoka's POV~

"I want you to promise me you'll be careful, Snips. And do me another favor, alright? Take care of Padme for me. Watch over her," her master's words struck gongs in her mind.

Ahsoka had been planning on keeping an eye on Padme anyway. Nevertheless, she didn't feel that guilty for the fact that she was nowhere near the senator when the droids dropped.

Her face must've been very un-heroic, especially to Padme, who was going through contractions the last Ahsoka had seen her. Ahsoka Tano looked up at the sky, which was further littered by Separatist cruisers. Hundreds of Separatist cruisers, which dropped droid-holding canisters unto the ground like bombs.

The ground exploded with first dirt and debris, and then with droids. Once again, the Republic was out-numbered, as they had been all throughout the war. Only this time, they were outnumbered and in one place, which equally worsened the situation.

Droids came at them from all sides, joining their Sith counterparts as fighters arced through the sky, dropping bombs once again.

The cruisers had been put away, so the Separatist ships above ruled, and bombarded them with more enemies. All of the clone fighters above sped to meet up with them. There was no droid fighter hopping in this battle, though.

Ahsoka watched in horror as the council's plan slowly unraveled. There were too many droids, too many Sith and too many cruisers. The sky exploded with fire, along with the ground around her.

Lightsabers buzzed together, creating rainbows of light in the smoke as Sith and Jedi continued with their thousand year old fights.

Blue and red blaster bolts combined with the screams of clones and droids alike arched through the air and echoed in her ears painfully. The sun went down, and time seemed to halt.

"Ahsoka!" Intrepid gasped. Ahsoka felt her friend dig her nails into her arm as a bomb was dropped on the forest. It immediately caught aflame. Padme was in danger, along with the rest of the senators. The Separatists wanted no survivors.

"Force," Intrepid, gasped, horror-stricken. "Force, this is not good," she gulped. Ahsoka only nodded, slowly, and grabbed Intrepid's arm instinctively as a bomb dropped near them. Neither girl moved. "We have to get to Padme," was that she speaking? She sounded so far away, so hollow.

Intrepid only nodded, and they turned away from the war. Triumph was too far away for them now.

~Padme's POV~

"Fire! Fire!" the call went from senator to senator as they raced down towards her.

Padme, who had been leaning against a tree with Bail and Chu-chi next to her, looked up from her huffing. The baby wasn't happy, and it was showing her by deciding to put her through excruciating agony.

She blinked as smoke stung her eyes. She could hear the crackle of flames eating at wood. The night blazed red and orange. Padme felt her heart speed into a gallop and she grabbed Bail's hand.

"Help me up," she ordered breathlessly. He nodded and they put their arms around her, quickly carrying her downhill, towards the fighting. That was the only place they could go.

"Padme, I know you only want to help, but you have to remember that these are Sith we're talking about. We are not fighting droids this time. Sith can block blaster bolts," Anakin's voice chuckled in her mind.

These were Sith; they could take anything she could throw at them. She still had to try. For Anakin, for Obi-wan, for Ahsoka and Intrepid and Nava.

"We have to find Ahsoka!" Chu-Chi yelled, reading her frantic mind. Padme let out a groan as the baby kicked her stomach. Her baby, she could not let anything happen to it. Nothing would happen to her child.

The heat of the fire came closer, the crackling of flames echoing in her ears as if strange incantations. Padme gritted her teeth as she saw the fighting zone. It was… Horrible. She had never seen such a violent setting, and Anakin had never spoken of a battle that looked like this.

Would her child be force-sensitive? If it were, she did not care what Anakin said, he or she would not be Jedi. He would not be allowed to see such a sight. Such cruelty and hopelessness.

How would the Jedi fix this? How could anyone fix anything like this? The forest flames jumped high above the trees. Bail and Chu-chi half dragged her along. Padme shook her head, driving herself out of her thoughts and struggled to straighten out.

"Where can we go? The fighting is…" Bail did not finish, but stared at the zone they were running towards anxiously. She could hear the terror in his voice. She felt it in her own heart. Along with fury. She was furious because they didn't deserve this.

The senate may have been corrupt, yes, but they did not deserve this. The Jedi may have helped along the corruption, but they really did not deserve this. The clones followed orders blindly but they deserved this least of all. And she and her family? They did not deserve this.

Suddenly, Padme straightened out herself, stopping dead in her tracks. Both of her friends turned back to stare at her as if she had gone mad.

Padme felt as if she had. Mad with anger. She was sick of war, sick of hatred, sick of everything. With that thought, she grabbed a blaster. "Padme," Bail began. But he stopped when he saw the look in her eyes.

"Right," he said, also digging a blaster out of his vest. "Let's go," they looked at Chu-chi, who grinned and grabbed a blaster from her shirt.

"Well, I did promise Master Kenobi I'd make the peace last," she said with a devilish grin. Padme smiled and together, the three of them raced into battle.

Who else knew Padme would run into battle witha blaster, despite the fact that she's pregnant? I got to say, Anakin really did pick a strong but slightly insane woman. To clear up any confusion about where the heck these guys are, just go to the first page of the story. It explains all of that. Next chapter is a fight between Obi-wan, Anakin and Sidious!

~Queen Yoda