"What planet do you suppose that is?"

I asked the older male next to me. He shrugs his shoulders as the clone next to him looks through some sort of hologram book. His finger pulls down a list of planets around the star we were near. Trying to pinpoint exactly what planet this was. Meanwhile, I was thinking hard about that dream I had with Ahsoka.

I couldn't stop thinking about her soft orange skin…rubbing against mine viciously…like a mammal mating with its partner…oh force, I was having disturbing thoughts about my Padawan right next to my master. Maybe he didn't notice! Maybe my force was normal and he didn't get a weird feeling from it. Looking over a bit, my eyes met with his blues…he noticed!

"Fuck," I muttered under my breathe. Obi-wan was about to say something to me but was stopped when the clone spoke up first.

"Planet 34.740, Azia! Also known as the pink diamond planet." The clone spoke. "It is currently under no government rule but is part of the global market trade. They do shipments on diamonds and food trade."

"Sounds like an active planet," Obi-wan tells the Clone, looking away from me in the process. Suddenly, the clones book begins to blink a bright red.

"General, we are receiving a call from a nearby ship." The clone says.

"Put it on screen." Obi-wan order. The clone swipes his finger upwards, throwing the message onto the window/computer screen. Soon, a beautiful Zeltron woman was on screen. Her red skin pops out from her blue surroundings, making her look like a bit of a goddess…or a model. Oh, my force, I need to stop thinking about that dream, I think my hormones are out of control.

"Hello there! Can you help us!?" She shouted at the screen with a large smile on her face. I saw a couple of clones cover their ears and shriek in pain at her loud voice. The young woman on screen gasp before pressing various buttons in front of her. Either she turned up the volume on her speakers, which came into contact with our and caused a loud high pitch sound to happen. Or, she accidentally turned off her screen.

"Sweetie! Hold on there!" Obi-wan shouted at the woman, trying to help her with her confusing mistakes. Eventually, after a few clones left the area to get a break while trying to hide their laughter, the young woman finally figured out what to do. Portraying a normal screen at a normal audio level for us to talk to.

"Sorry, I am not good with this kind of stuff." She chuckled to us. I deeply believe in the pit of my gut that she was not wrong.

"It is okay, we have had…problems before," Obi-wan tells the woman as he tries to fixes his eardrum by sticking his pinky finger in it. A clone next to him chuckles before saying:

"yea, tons of problems." He chuckled under his breath. I couldn't help but to roll my eyes at the clones chuckling voice.

"Anyway, we have a tiny bit. My ship ran out of fuel, and I forgot to fill it up. So, my planet is completely unaware that I am so close. Could you possibly, push my ship gently back into my planets…uh…what do you call it when the planet pulls things towards itself?"

"Orbit sweetie." Obi-wan groaned. I guess he was getting annoyed by her too.

"Right, could you gently push my ship into orbit. Then I can land safely home!" She…wait, is she serious? Doesn't she know about gravity…let alone force?

"Tell you what, why don't we just grab your ship and take you there," Obi-wan tells the woman. Her eyes widen a bit at the news before opening her mouth to say:

"Are you sure, I mean, I don't want to be a problem for you!" She tells us, but Obi-wan shakes his head as he raises his hand up to her.

"No, I insist. Dax, could you tell the others that we will be having company soon?" Obi-wan asked the clone next to me. The Clone nods his head before hanging Obi-wan the hologram book. He then leaves the room…crackling under his breath.

"Give us a few minutes, we will have you on your planet in no time."

"You will!? Oh, thank you, kind sir! I am so honored!" She shouted over her microphone, creating that high pitch sound again that made everyone cover their ears in pain. She even jumped up and down a bit, allowing everyone in the area to see her…large bust flop up and down.

"Okay, we will be there soon, bye!" Obi-wan shouted before turning off the screen. Giving us peace away from the happy go, lucky woman. Looking straight to me, he lets out a vexation sigh.

"Did that really happen?" I asked my master as he hands the holo-book to me.

"Yes, …it did Anakin." He responded. "No woman should be allowed to be that…stupid."

"Think their safe to bring on?" I asked.

"I am not sensing any threat from that ship," Obi-wan explains. "No sith nor droids, so they seem alright. Plus, if her intelligence is like that, then we are more than safe.

"So, we are going to give strangers a lift to a planet that we are not familiar with?" I asked my master, who was nodding his head at every word I was saying. Such skill this man has…or maybe he was ignoring me? I couldn't tell…maybe it was best not to tell right now…especially after that moment.

"Get the landing bay open, we're going to help these people," Obi-wan orders the clones nearby before leaving me alone on the bay. Walking to the side, I take a seat at one of the controls sectors, staring at the various blinking lights before me…allowing my mind to wander off. Into a memory that shames me to this day…


(Long ago…)

"Anakin?" His voice spoke to me as I sat by the rain. Looking over the horizon of the city before me, I could help but to feel loneliness. Staring down at the main building filled with happy people altogether. It must have been nice…to know that you are in a safe place…or to at least know your friends are in a safe place in front of you. To be…in a bubble of your own oy and contempt, to be free to go outside and not having to fight, kill and hurt people or machine. To just live the life you worked for and not having to answer to someone by the end of the day. It must have felt nice to have those things to yourself.

I felt empty…and afraid. My mind kept racing, thinking of all the awful things that could happen to her.

"Anakin, we know you have been sneaking out of the temple. It must stop!" Aayla shouted at me. I heard her words loud and clear, but my mind wanted to ignore them. I just…I just wanted to find her. I just wanted to know if she was alive.

"I just…want to know…if…." I was lost for words, or rather I couldn't speak the words I wanted to. I knew exactly what I wanted to say, but I didn't know how to say it. I felt this wall blocking me from speaking my feeling to Obi-wan and Aayla. I never felt this way before, or rather, I have but I didn't feel like I needed to talk about it.

"ANAKIN!"


(Present time)

Obi-wan shouted at me, forcing me back into reality. I didn't realize then, but we were soon entering this planet's orbit. I guess those females were on board now.

"Stop gazing into space, you don't look smart when you do," Obi-wan tells me. I guess I was starting to annoy him again.

"Where are the girls?" I asked.

"They are being entertained by the clones. Apparently, they are fun to talk too." Obi-wan explained. "We will drop them off then head back on course."

"Yes, master," I responded. It didn't take long for the ship to arrive on the planet. To my surprise, the planet was actually beautiful! Even though the sky was pink, and the grass all around us was yellow, creating a scene you would only find in Earth's modern paintings.

Where the ship had landed was very odd. There are many people down to greet the ship and us, a lot of women. But something was off. For starters, we landed in front of a village that consists of only five houses, one of them being very big.

Then another thing hit me hard…why were all the women beautiful? I mean, sure the world and everyone in it was beautiful…but you always had those special few that were above average beautiful. You know, flawless skin, long flowy hair, pretty eyes, etc! These women had it all in all shapes and sizes that did not go past size 10 at least. Why was that? And why were there more races here, like Twilik's, Zealtrons, humans, and…oh, never mind, I thought I saw a togruta.

"Check out the hot babes?" One of the clones chuckles as they stared down at the screen where all the females were. Once the ship had landed, I heard loud cheering coming from outside, like a welcoming party of such.

"YAY!" A loud voice shouted, making me nearly jump out of my seat in fear when I heard that loud screeching voice. It was as if someone was sliding their nails down a chalkboard! Looking over my shoulder, I saw that Zealtron from the screen run into the room with a smile on her face. Well, for a second, it soon disappeared when she looks around then chuckled awkwardly.

"Oops, wrong room…" She speaks as if she was a lost cheerleader, running into the wrong locker room. I felt sorry for her, I think she was that kind of person that was born with looks than brains. I could say the same for myself, but Obi-wan refuses for me to think otherwise.

"The exit is to the left one you leave that door." One of the clones said. Two clones behind him begin to chuckle in the helmets. Trying to keep it low while also getting their giggles out. The young woman looks to the side a bit as if she was annoyed in some way before smiling.

"Actually, I was looking for the bathroom. Some man said it was in here…" She asked, and she wasn't wrong. I point to the left.

"Behind that machine is a bathroom," I tell her. She does as told and walks over to the stall, passing by the clones that were laughing at her. The second I heard the door closed, those clones burst into laughter. They must have really been enjoying themselves because one of them fell down their chair. It was mean…at the same time I couldn't have helped but to chuckle myself. Good thing I stopped when she came out. Because her face when she saw the laughing clones was something else.

They were so busy in their laughter that they didn't notice her walking out, let alone acknowledge she was moving towards the door. Once gone, their laughing calmed down, and soon I saw her outside with her people. Soon, Obi-wan enters the room, looking hurt mentally and physically by the red dot on his forehead. It was possibly from all the facepalming he had to do around those women.

"I truly believe that I have lost brain cells today," Obi-wan growled as he walks into the room. "There some people who don't know when to go out in the rain. Those women are part of that group.

"Sounds hurtful." I chuckled. Obi-wan nods his head at me. Looking over to the clones that were chuckling earlier, he orders them to start the ship. Which they were about to do…only for the power to suddenly turn off.

"What just happened?" I asked. Scanning the ship, I saw that everything was off, from the air filters to the air fresheners for the bathroom! The hell just happened?

"What just happened?" Obi-wan asked. One clone begins to scan the ship with some device on his hand. The room lights up from this device spitting out a blue light everywhere. After it is done, the light is sucked back into the device, then it emits a low beeb sound.

"I am not seeing any device tampering." The clone says.

"So why did the power go off?" I asked. "Did someone forget to fill the gas tank?"


(After checking)

"Huh…no gas." The clone said. Honestly, I just said a joke that turned out to be true…wow, this was a first. Not the gas thing, the joke thing. I had been stranded in space because we didn't have fuel. Another time was out fuel tank was shot out. Miraculously the ship didn't blow up, to this day I thank the force for that.

"Strange, I could have sworn we had enough fuel for at least nine days," Obi-wan says before tapping the glass that that was the meter of the gas tanks.

"Maybe we had a leak somewhere?" A clone says. "I am going down below to go check.

"Good idea," Obi-wan tells him before waving his hand to the clone, giving him the okay to leave. He then looks at me, moving his head to the side a bit, he gives me a silent order to follow him. Doing as told, I nod my head and follow the clone out the room. Since there was no power, the clone was using a flashlight to lead the way. Walking past the halls, I started to notice something off. Not on the ship, but on this planet. I felt off here as if there was some sort of force trying to pull me towards a certain direction. I wish R2D2 was here, then maybe he could find out what the problem is. Dammit, I can't believe he stayed with Padme…

"Uh, hello?" The clone spoke, once again, popping me from my train of thought. Seriously, need to stop doing that, it is getting irritating! Looking forward, I saw a hooded figure standing right in front of us in the hallway. I didn't even sense her…or maybe I did! Wait, was she the one pulling me?

"Who are you?" I asked. Reaching over to my side to grab my lightsaber, only to feel that it was gone. "The hell?"

"Looking for this?" The cloaked fig…wait a minute, I know that voice. Also, she was holding my lightsaber!

"Give that back!"
Was the last thing I shouted before everything went to shit. I watched in horror as a woman crushes the weapon in her hand. Breaking it into two pieces with one crush of her hand. Soon, the flashlight went out and I could hear shooting and screams of pain behind me. After that, I don't remember much but this horrible pain on my back.


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