I'll Always Think of You.....

Part Seven

Written by Lady Serenity Moon



"I'm not to sure about the plan," Amidala admitted. She was sitting cross-legged on a wooden chair, her hand was done up in a simple
braid that was nearly exactly the same as it had been all those years ago. Maybe she was trying to put me at ease by reminding me of
old memories. Those old memories included my childhood, oh how short it had been.

Once I got to the Jedi Temple and began my lessons with Obi-Wan everything changed, I was forced to grow up. My childhood habits
disappeared in the first few months. My childhood jokes changed into small pranks or little comments here and there. But overall, I became
a polite, handsome, quite reserved young man.

Everything Obi-Wan had hoped for. I never thought of disobeying the Jedi council until I meet up with Amidala. I was forced to bend the Jedi
rules a bit so we could be together. Ok, ok, bend isn't the correct word for what really happened. More like break, I nearly got kicked out of
the temple once.


I was fortune that Obi-Wan saved me from the trouble I had gotten myself into. The Council agreed to bend the ancient rules of the Jedi to a
certain extent. Which meant I could marry Amidala but I had to follow certain rules. Thankfully those certain rules never got in the way of
my relationship with Ami.

I watched Amidala shifted her legs so that so sat in an almost Genie position. I had tried that before and everytime I did that I found it uncomfortable.
How can she stand it. My mind drifted from the conversation to the battleground the Clone Wars. The screaming and the terror that still haunted my
dreams. I remember walking over the bodies of families.

I passed a women, she had light brown hair and bore a look of horror on her pale face. She had a deep blaster wound in her side. She must of
died instantly. A man, her husband lay beside her. He too had been shot by a blaster. My gaze fell upon the blaster in his hand. He'd shot himself.
Oh by the force. This was a peaceful planet nobody was more peaceful and gentle than the population of Alpha Prime.



What those people had been through. To make it worse nearby their bodies were two young children, two girls. They lay motionless and silent.
But what puzzled me was that they has a bright smiles plastered across their small faces. They were dead all of them. Nearly the whole
planets population lay on the ground.

There was blood everywhere you looked. You could not miss the sight of bright red liquid that trickled off the dead bodies. I felt like crying but
no, I would give nobody the satisfaction of knowing that they had mentally hurt me. The Clone Wars were a disaster, I hope that nobody
had to experience anything like that ever again.

"What makes you think that?" I heard Obi-Wan ask. Amidala snatched the last piece of apple pie off the crystal plate in the middle of the table.
I wasn't like everybody would have thought it to steal it for her, but as they say she was eating for two. "No guards..," She then made a snickering
noise as she continued to take bite after bite of that piece of pie.



"Come on, this plan is dangerous enough without any guards. Ok let me get this you and Anakin, casually walk into Jabba's palace, wave a polite
hello to everybody and then sweetly ask one of the most known criminals in this sector if his best pilot would like to go up against Anakin in a
podracer battle in exchange for his mother and then walk out of there unharmed. Oh get real!"

Moodswings! Force I hate them. "That's not exactly right, Ami," I answered. Amidala mumbled something that seemed to faintly resemble the words
'might as well be' I chuckled. She shot me a quick glare that told me 'Shut up, I'm running this show.' I slumped back in the chair letting her take
charge. Nobody had the authority to overule her but me.

But I was enjoying myself to much to stop the fun rolling. "As I was saying, Five guards will be positioned outside Jabba's Palace. Obi-Wan and Anakin
are to infiltrate the inside. Then Anakin is to prepose his terms to Jabba and then to put it nicely 'haul his Jedi butt out of there'. Over to you Master
Skywalker." I chuckled and stood up slowing bowing as I went. "Thank you your highness. Now getting down to the deal."



Ok, the final touches on the 'Jabba the slime ball mission' as Amidala has called it, had been completed. Amidala, her handmaidens and a few
guards were to stay with her at mum's house. Mum of course, would have to go to work as usual as if nothing usual was happening. The rest of
the guards, myself and Obi-Wan were to proceed to Jabba's Palace.

Obi-Wan and I would force open the giant door of the Palace. The guards were then to remain outside preventing anybody entering or leaving the
palace. Their only orders were shoot to stun and haul butt once I commanded them to. Other than that they were free to do what they wished, sit
down and play cards if it pleased them.

But knowing Freddy and his guards they would be at attention throughtout the whole mission. Obi-Wan on the other hand was to stand the main
hallway of Jabba's Palace watching and waiting for anybody that may disturb my talk with Jabba. What was I supposed to do? Walk calming into
the main chambers of the palace and start up a conversation with that over-grown slug.



Undoubtly there would be other people in the room but I was to make sure that none of the moved a muscle. Here were the terms that I was going
to prepose to Jabba.

If I win the podrace: I get mother and safe passage off the dust ball of a planet.
If I lose: He gets me and the Royal Starship.

I didn't particularly feel like becoming Jabba's slave for the rest of my life. But the question that plagued my mind was who would Jabba get to
race me? That is if he agreed to the terms. How could he not? After all, it was a pretty good deal by all standards. After that happened we
were to set a date which Mum supposed would be next week because it was the Grand Championships Weekend.

Next objective, get out of the palace alive which was easier said than done. Your probably thinking that I sound dead against this plan. No not really
this is how I get my courage up enough to do stupid things like this. Through jokes and thinking of the worst possible situation. "Master Anakin,
ready to go?"

"Yes, let's do it!"


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