Chapter Seven~ Battle of Yavin VI
"The separatists took Yavin VI by force," Phalen stated as he came into the room, carrying his blaster at his side and with the poise of someone who knew what he was doing, "It's time we take back what is ours."
"So it looks like we will have to send the clone troopers to that moon's surface to fight for its freedom from separatist rule," Bail commented.
"If it's a fight they want it's a fight they're gonna get," Lilanniah stated with power.
"Hun you should stay behind with Anamikayla," Phalen told his wife.
"Ana will be fine so long as the separatists are blown out of this system."
"Lily..."
"Look, I'm fighting to keep them away from our baby."
"Lily..."
"There's nothing you can say to change my mind."
"Then who will watch her?"
"I will," the squeaky voice of the Jedi, Wokki, said as he hobbled up, "They won't let me fly anyway." The disappointment in his voice was obvious, but he had an aura of contentment regardless.
Phalen looked at him and then knelt down to look at the ewok eye to eye. "How much experience do you have with children?"
"Plenty."
"This is my little girl we're talking about."
"I have three ewok apprentices, who are also my sons, as well as 8 other children for your information. I have a few little girls of my own."
"And you're a Jedi." The puzzlement was evident on the Senator's face.
"Jedi respect culture as fundamental in the making of a person or ewok. They did not make me sacrifice my culture for the Order."
"Lily?" Phalen then asked his wife.
"I've already decided." Determination was on her face.
"She's my little girl too..."
"Yeah? So? Did you birth her?"
"Uh..."
Wokki tugged Phalen's sleeve. "No argue in front of baby." The ewok already had the child in his arms. It was an interesting thing to see because the proportion in size was odd. The child was at least one third of the size of a full-grown ewok, or at least that's how it appeared.
Lilanniah was about to head off to her ship but Phalen pulled her back. "Not now," she said noting the look in his eyes.
"Lily," he began but could not will himself to finish.
"I will be fine. Stop worrying."
"I know."
"Phalen... we have to go."
He then took her cheek in his hand. His other hand held her two hands. They stood there like this for a few minutes that seemed like eternity just looking into each other's eyes. Both were in all black with accented silver, Lily's flight suit the same style as Jyana's.
"I love you."
"I love you."
And the married couple kissed and parted their ways.
Lilanniah headed off to her Jedi star fighter and put the silver headpiece on her head and arranged her hair back into a braid behind her.
Jyana in her Jedi star fighter did the same. She sighed after watching the exchange between husband and wife. Til death do you part... She then shook her head into focus and nodded over at General Kenobi to indicate the trio of Jedi were ready. Although Lily was not technically a Jedi, she agreed to fight as one today for the protection of her home system and first and foremost for her child.
The three Jedi star fighters were to lead off the attack. They were going to straight in and attack the droid control ship while the headhunters attempted to create a diversion and go against the droid star fighters to pave the way for the alpha-TIE-fighters carrying the clone troopers to the moon of Yavin VI. Part of this had been Jyana's idea for Obi-Wan decided it was best to listen to the outspoken girl for a change.
"Jedi leader, General Kenobi in. Report."
"Jedi 2, Goddess in. Standing by," reported Jyana.
"Jedi 3, Pixxie in. Standing by," reported Lily.
"Keep your eyes peeled for things unknown. This space has much in common with the Sith," Obi-Wan reminded the two girls.
Jyana retorted quickly, "Your eyes can deceive you, General. Don't trust them."
They flew around the red planet Yavin, careful of the gas-giants intense gravitational pull. They were all well seasoned fighters, known not to make a first aggressive move. Jyana longed for a ship with a cloaking device, for disappearing seemed more pleasurable to have in battle. Although all well known cloakers only hide and you cannot fight or go into hyperspace while cloaked. It's also common curtsey. But Jedi star fighters were not equipped with cloaking devices much to the chagrin of the Eleutherian who loved to hide in the shadows.
They spotted them. Jyana could sense warning. Lily caught her message of warning in the Force first.
Firing started up, and Jyana realized the vacuum of space. Sounds were practically impossible to hear due to the vacuum because sound relies on air to travel. But a trained fighter pilot knew when they were being shot at.
"Blast!" Obi-Wan cursed as the three Jedi star fighters came under attack by 21 droid fighters.
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"Red leader calling in. All headhunters report in."
"Red 2 standing by."
"Red 3 standing by."
"Red 4 standing by."
"Red 5 standing by."
"Red 6 standing by."
"Red 7 standing by."
"Red 8 standing by."
"Red 9 standing by."
"You see them ahead Moonie?"
"Right o' Red Leader."
"Okay Stitch and Moonie and I will get our Jedi out of there."
"Copy Red Leader."
"Last three report."
"Red 10 standing by."
"Red 11 standing by."
"Red 12 standing by."
"Okay Squeeks, we have to cover them."
"Copy that Brigand."
"Jedi Leader where are you?"
"Under fire on this side of Yavin III."
Phalen's eyes darted ahead and saw them ahead. He pushed behind him the feeling that Lily was out there, under fire as well. She was a strong woman and he knew she could take care of herself fine. He could not help but worry about her, but he knew too much worrying would smother her, and that would push her away rather than draw her closer to him. The young senator/warrior took a deep breath, pushing those thoughts away for now; it was time for action, not indecision.
"General, pull back to Red flight, as we planned."
"I copy you Red Leader, pulling back now."
Phalen nodded, surveying space for a moment. They were closer to Yavin than he would have liked, the gravity well of the planet would affect the maneuvering of the star fighters. The plan would be unaffected by this... hopefully.
"Red flight, initiate tactical formation sigma seven."
A chorus of "aye-ayes" came through the radio, and the Headhunter Star fighters began splitting up into three groups of four fighters. These four groups then formed into small 2x2 walls, and formed a rough triangle.
"Red Leader, ETA is fifteen minutes," the report came from the Jedi, "Red Flight hold position."
"Will do General, you can count on us."
The time passed slowly and nervously. Phalen reviewed the plan mentally. The Jedi were heading forward to try, and draw as many droid fighters away from the Control ship. Red squad was waiting fifteen minutes away, to drain the Droid fighters batters to half. As this would make the Droids easy picking, hopefully turning the tide in favor of the Republic.
"We're five minutes out, and closing," the report came from General Kenobi.
"We're ready."
Three minutes more passed.
"I'm detecting the Jedi," Stitch spoke up, "targeting the Droids."
"Red flight... attack, code is zero zero zero."
Phalen snapped the Headhunter from zero thrust to full and dove down towards the oncoming Droid fighters. The Droids at first did not process the new threat, and that was their downfall.
Phalen squeezed the trigger, sending pulses of energy stabbing into one of the Droid fighters. The beams blasted its port wing off, and the Droid fighter spun out of control, towards the planet Yavin. Twelve more soon followed as the rest of Red Squad opened fired.
Phalen rolled the Headhunter onto his starboard wing and pulled up. A Droid fighter whizzed underneath him, setting proximity alarms blaring. He breathed out a sigh of relief, which was short lived as the targeting alarm sounded.
"Bandit on your six!" the call came from Red 7, "I'll get him!"
Phalen threw the fighter onto its side and turned on his wing. Red 7 flew strait past him, weapons blazing. Phalen pulled around and onto the tail of another, and he glanced at his readouts.
"How did you pull half of the Droid fighters?!" he snapped as another two fighter locked onto his tail.
"Luck," came back the response from one of the Jedi, Phalen was too busy in a series of evasive patterns to place the voice.
It had been Lily, for both Jyana and Obi-Wan thought something along the lines of that there was no luck, with Jyana's thought being, In my experience there's no such thing as luck. She could feel through the Force that Obi-Wan shared her thought.
Fire traced past his cockpit, sending Phalen into another series of evasive patterns. This time he threw the Droids, and came up on the rear of one.
"Time to return the favor," he muttered.
Blaster fire thrust into the fighter, piercing the main computer. The Droid fighter continued on strait, at full burn, toward Yavin.
"Nice shooting, Red Leader," a voice complimented, but Phalen did not notice, he was too busy lining up the next fighter in his sights...
"Bandits incoming!" someone shouted, and a fresh flight of Droid entered the fray.
Someone cursed over the radio, and suddenly a scream that ended in radio static.
"They got Red 11!" came the shout, "let them have it."
Phalen pulled up, ending up heading 180 degrees, just in time to watch Red 5 ram another Droid fighter.
"Homis!" he snapped, "stop ramming the Droids!"
"Can't help it sir, only way I can take them down!" the reply came instantly.
"But your ship..."
As Homis rammed another droid, his wing sheared off, and the ship spun away...
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Phalen cursed under his breath and targeted another fighter, this one was too far out for his lasers, and so he brought up the targeting for his torpedoes. He held course, taking a few random hits, and triggered his missiles as soon as the target lock sounded. As his weapons launched at the Droid fighter, the weapon lock tone sounded, and rolled upwards and onto his port wing. Laser fire stitched space where he had been moments before, and the Droid fighter turned and kept on his tail.
"Got a bandit on my six, need a cleaning!" Phalen snapped as he tried another maneuver, but it also failed on loosing the Droid, but it kept him alive.
"Let's try the oldest trick in the book..." he muttered, and as he dove, he shut off his engines and hit the retro rockets.
The Droid fighter sped ahead of him for a second, Phalen brought his guns to bear and fired, sending the Droid to a fiery grave. He shook his head, the blood rush from that last maneuver had almost caused a red out.
Phalen surveyed the battle, three more of Red flight had fallen, and the Jedi, no big surprise, were all still in the fight. The battle had ranged far from its starting point, gradually closer and closer to the Droid Control Ship. Now they were close enough for the Jedi to make their run... hopefully anyway.
"Jedi flight, make your run now or never, we'll hold off the Droids as long as we can," Phalen said, his voice strangely calm, "May the Force be with you."
He sighted a new target, and dove in.
Jyana dodged the fiery droid star fighter as it hurled towards and past her on its way to the bloodstained Yavin. The gravity had already claimed its toll on both sides of the battle. She was lost in the fleet and could not see the rest of the gang.
"Goddess where are you?" General Kenobi asked over the com.
Her eyes darted around for location and spotted him. "The planet side of Yavin V, General."
"You see the droid control ship over there by Yavin VI?"
"I see nothing but this damn moon, bloody planet and enemy fighters."
"I see you now. We're coming to get you."
But as Obi-Wan headed towards her with a couple headhunters on his tail in aid, a ship blew up in his view. His eyes widened. Scanning frantically through the reign of fire he could not believe his eyes.
She was gone.
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"Jyana!" Lily screamed across the com in panic.
Obi-Wan was in shock. A sudden pang of guilt hit him. Lily poured into the surrounding droid ships with the headhunters behind her. Her rage was felt through all corners of the Force. Obi-Wan was grateful that Lily was not a Jedi, or else that would've been a bit dangerous... but he wasn't really thinking about Lily at that time. His blue-green eyes stared ahead in dumbfounded shock.
"General, we have to go on."
"I copy Red Leader."
"Move out."
Obi-Wan felt something though. He couldn't tell what it was. A flash of fire and a ship resting turned off on the other side of a piece of rock. He had used that maneuver before, but he doubted it would be used again. He felt like there was hope, but it dwindled so thinly within him as he blinked back a tear.
Eyes opened after much thought. "Well R4, I think we've waited long enough."
The droid beeped a few times.
"My eyes are fine."
More beeping.
"Fire light fire bright, will not destroy my sight."
More beeping.
"I shapeshift."
The droid still beeped in concern, but reluctant obedience.
"Fire light fire bright, whom must I fry tonight."
The ship turned on and Obi-Wan suddenly felt something odd. He looked through the Force expecting a Void.
"Jyana," he said with a soft cry.
"General, we're paving the way."
"She's still out there, Red Leader."
"Inconceivable."
"Goddess, report."
"Sorry bout that y'all. I had to escape from the ships."
As Obi-Wan inquired, "What happened?" Phalen muttered to himself through the com, "Inconceivable."
"I hit one enemy fighter and it crashed into another. And then I hit two with the same missile. So 4 droid starships crashed together. If I didn't conceal myself onto the satellite, Yavin I, I would probably be dead. It made a lovely sheild as the reign of fire went down in to that bloody planet."
Obi-Wan's eyes were wide and he took a deep sigh. "It's good to hear your voice again, Jyana."
"Thanks."
"Alright y'all," Phalen sighed, "Lets get a move on. You Jedi need to get your act together and get back in there."
"Copy Red Leader."
"Good to hear ya again, Goddess," Lily said over the com, "Thought we had lost you there."
"Lose me? Now why would you wanna go and do that?" the sarcasm dripped from the Eleutherian.
"See the path?" Phalen questioned.
"Got ya there, Red Leader."
The pathway cleared and it was time.
"Take us in Pixxie," Obi-Wan said.
Jyana ignored the call. She had entered back into her state of mind while she had rested on the moon and wished to drag the other two Force-strong people in as well. She sensed something. Falling into a sense of calmness she felt its beckoning, promising more than imagined. She heard its call, however familiar to her. Shadow parted around her and she answered.
The Force.
She knew what they could do. She knew the power they could have.
Someone called to her on the com but her mind had entered into a communion. Peace. Such peace she had never felt before. If only she wasn't alone...
Hear me, her telepathic call entered into the minds of the Jedi star fighters' pilots. Join with me.
"Jyana?" Obi-Wan replied audibly surprised by the power of her voice within his mind. Lily didn't reply so Jyana sensed that despite her anger towards the Jedi way, she had already accepted her call.
Three as one. Let go what you know. Join with us, three as one. Lend me your eyes.
Obi-Wan knew he must. Joining with the women into a new stage of consciousness. Each flew with added perspectives offered by the other two flanking craft, giving each extra eyes, extra perceptions. All anticipation as they gave into the Force. Their weaving perfect in precision and strategy.
"Red Leader what are they doing? They aren't answering our call."
"They must be doing some Force thing," Phalen responded with a sigh, but watched with admiration.
The fighting continued, the Jedi weaved into the direction they were led. Enemy fighters went down ship by ship, until there was only one direct route to the droid control ship in orbit of Yavin VI. The alpha-TIE- fighters had already penetrated to the moon with the diversion done by the Jedi and the headhunters.
The Jedi dove in towards the droid control ship, now relatively unprotected.
Phalen watched in awe as he gunned down the last remaining droid starship that he had in his sights.
"Back away from the ship... the biggun... it's gonna blow," came over the com from Jyana as the three Jedi starships came weaving away from it at top speed.
They jetted back towards Yavin IV as the droid control ship blew up in rings of fire.
"The separatists took Yavin VI by force," Phalen stated as he came into the room, carrying his blaster at his side and with the poise of someone who knew what he was doing, "It's time we take back what is ours."
"So it looks like we will have to send the clone troopers to that moon's surface to fight for its freedom from separatist rule," Bail commented.
"If it's a fight they want it's a fight they're gonna get," Lilanniah stated with power.
"Hun you should stay behind with Anamikayla," Phalen told his wife.
"Ana will be fine so long as the separatists are blown out of this system."
"Lily..."
"Look, I'm fighting to keep them away from our baby."
"Lily..."
"There's nothing you can say to change my mind."
"Then who will watch her?"
"I will," the squeaky voice of the Jedi, Wokki, said as he hobbled up, "They won't let me fly anyway." The disappointment in his voice was obvious, but he had an aura of contentment regardless.
Phalen looked at him and then knelt down to look at the ewok eye to eye. "How much experience do you have with children?"
"Plenty."
"This is my little girl we're talking about."
"I have three ewok apprentices, who are also my sons, as well as 8 other children for your information. I have a few little girls of my own."
"And you're a Jedi." The puzzlement was evident on the Senator's face.
"Jedi respect culture as fundamental in the making of a person or ewok. They did not make me sacrifice my culture for the Order."
"Lily?" Phalen then asked his wife.
"I've already decided." Determination was on her face.
"She's my little girl too..."
"Yeah? So? Did you birth her?"
"Uh..."
Wokki tugged Phalen's sleeve. "No argue in front of baby." The ewok already had the child in his arms. It was an interesting thing to see because the proportion in size was odd. The child was at least one third of the size of a full-grown ewok, or at least that's how it appeared.
Lilanniah was about to head off to her ship but Phalen pulled her back. "Not now," she said noting the look in his eyes.
"Lily," he began but could not will himself to finish.
"I will be fine. Stop worrying."
"I know."
"Phalen... we have to go."
He then took her cheek in his hand. His other hand held her two hands. They stood there like this for a few minutes that seemed like eternity just looking into each other's eyes. Both were in all black with accented silver, Lily's flight suit the same style as Jyana's.
"I love you."
"I love you."
And the married couple kissed and parted their ways.
Lilanniah headed off to her Jedi star fighter and put the silver headpiece on her head and arranged her hair back into a braid behind her.
Jyana in her Jedi star fighter did the same. She sighed after watching the exchange between husband and wife. Til death do you part... She then shook her head into focus and nodded over at General Kenobi to indicate the trio of Jedi were ready. Although Lily was not technically a Jedi, she agreed to fight as one today for the protection of her home system and first and foremost for her child.
The three Jedi star fighters were to lead off the attack. They were going to straight in and attack the droid control ship while the headhunters attempted to create a diversion and go against the droid star fighters to pave the way for the alpha-TIE-fighters carrying the clone troopers to the moon of Yavin VI. Part of this had been Jyana's idea for Obi-Wan decided it was best to listen to the outspoken girl for a change.
"Jedi leader, General Kenobi in. Report."
"Jedi 2, Goddess in. Standing by," reported Jyana.
"Jedi 3, Pixxie in. Standing by," reported Lily.
"Keep your eyes peeled for things unknown. This space has much in common with the Sith," Obi-Wan reminded the two girls.
Jyana retorted quickly, "Your eyes can deceive you, General. Don't trust them."
They flew around the red planet Yavin, careful of the gas-giants intense gravitational pull. They were all well seasoned fighters, known not to make a first aggressive move. Jyana longed for a ship with a cloaking device, for disappearing seemed more pleasurable to have in battle. Although all well known cloakers only hide and you cannot fight or go into hyperspace while cloaked. It's also common curtsey. But Jedi star fighters were not equipped with cloaking devices much to the chagrin of the Eleutherian who loved to hide in the shadows.
They spotted them. Jyana could sense warning. Lily caught her message of warning in the Force first.
Firing started up, and Jyana realized the vacuum of space. Sounds were practically impossible to hear due to the vacuum because sound relies on air to travel. But a trained fighter pilot knew when they were being shot at.
"Blast!" Obi-Wan cursed as the three Jedi star fighters came under attack by 21 droid fighters.
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"Red leader calling in. All headhunters report in."
"Red 2 standing by."
"Red 3 standing by."
"Red 4 standing by."
"Red 5 standing by."
"Red 6 standing by."
"Red 7 standing by."
"Red 8 standing by."
"Red 9 standing by."
"You see them ahead Moonie?"
"Right o' Red Leader."
"Okay Stitch and Moonie and I will get our Jedi out of there."
"Copy Red Leader."
"Last three report."
"Red 10 standing by."
"Red 11 standing by."
"Red 12 standing by."
"Okay Squeeks, we have to cover them."
"Copy that Brigand."
"Jedi Leader where are you?"
"Under fire on this side of Yavin III."
Phalen's eyes darted ahead and saw them ahead. He pushed behind him the feeling that Lily was out there, under fire as well. She was a strong woman and he knew she could take care of herself fine. He could not help but worry about her, but he knew too much worrying would smother her, and that would push her away rather than draw her closer to him. The young senator/warrior took a deep breath, pushing those thoughts away for now; it was time for action, not indecision.
"General, pull back to Red flight, as we planned."
"I copy you Red Leader, pulling back now."
Phalen nodded, surveying space for a moment. They were closer to Yavin than he would have liked, the gravity well of the planet would affect the maneuvering of the star fighters. The plan would be unaffected by this... hopefully.
"Red flight, initiate tactical formation sigma seven."
A chorus of "aye-ayes" came through the radio, and the Headhunter Star fighters began splitting up into three groups of four fighters. These four groups then formed into small 2x2 walls, and formed a rough triangle.
"Red Leader, ETA is fifteen minutes," the report came from the Jedi, "Red Flight hold position."
"Will do General, you can count on us."
The time passed slowly and nervously. Phalen reviewed the plan mentally. The Jedi were heading forward to try, and draw as many droid fighters away from the Control ship. Red squad was waiting fifteen minutes away, to drain the Droid fighters batters to half. As this would make the Droids easy picking, hopefully turning the tide in favor of the Republic.
"We're five minutes out, and closing," the report came from General Kenobi.
"We're ready."
Three minutes more passed.
"I'm detecting the Jedi," Stitch spoke up, "targeting the Droids."
"Red flight... attack, code is zero zero zero."
Phalen snapped the Headhunter from zero thrust to full and dove down towards the oncoming Droid fighters. The Droids at first did not process the new threat, and that was their downfall.
Phalen squeezed the trigger, sending pulses of energy stabbing into one of the Droid fighters. The beams blasted its port wing off, and the Droid fighter spun out of control, towards the planet Yavin. Twelve more soon followed as the rest of Red Squad opened fired.
Phalen rolled the Headhunter onto his starboard wing and pulled up. A Droid fighter whizzed underneath him, setting proximity alarms blaring. He breathed out a sigh of relief, which was short lived as the targeting alarm sounded.
"Bandit on your six!" the call came from Red 7, "I'll get him!"
Phalen threw the fighter onto its side and turned on his wing. Red 7 flew strait past him, weapons blazing. Phalen pulled around and onto the tail of another, and he glanced at his readouts.
"How did you pull half of the Droid fighters?!" he snapped as another two fighter locked onto his tail.
"Luck," came back the response from one of the Jedi, Phalen was too busy in a series of evasive patterns to place the voice.
It had been Lily, for both Jyana and Obi-Wan thought something along the lines of that there was no luck, with Jyana's thought being, In my experience there's no such thing as luck. She could feel through the Force that Obi-Wan shared her thought.
Fire traced past his cockpit, sending Phalen into another series of evasive patterns. This time he threw the Droids, and came up on the rear of one.
"Time to return the favor," he muttered.
Blaster fire thrust into the fighter, piercing the main computer. The Droid fighter continued on strait, at full burn, toward Yavin.
"Nice shooting, Red Leader," a voice complimented, but Phalen did not notice, he was too busy lining up the next fighter in his sights...
"Bandits incoming!" someone shouted, and a fresh flight of Droid entered the fray.
Someone cursed over the radio, and suddenly a scream that ended in radio static.
"They got Red 11!" came the shout, "let them have it."
Phalen pulled up, ending up heading 180 degrees, just in time to watch Red 5 ram another Droid fighter.
"Homis!" he snapped, "stop ramming the Droids!"
"Can't help it sir, only way I can take them down!" the reply came instantly.
"But your ship..."
As Homis rammed another droid, his wing sheared off, and the ship spun away...
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Phalen cursed under his breath and targeted another fighter, this one was too far out for his lasers, and so he brought up the targeting for his torpedoes. He held course, taking a few random hits, and triggered his missiles as soon as the target lock sounded. As his weapons launched at the Droid fighter, the weapon lock tone sounded, and rolled upwards and onto his port wing. Laser fire stitched space where he had been moments before, and the Droid fighter turned and kept on his tail.
"Got a bandit on my six, need a cleaning!" Phalen snapped as he tried another maneuver, but it also failed on loosing the Droid, but it kept him alive.
"Let's try the oldest trick in the book..." he muttered, and as he dove, he shut off his engines and hit the retro rockets.
The Droid fighter sped ahead of him for a second, Phalen brought his guns to bear and fired, sending the Droid to a fiery grave. He shook his head, the blood rush from that last maneuver had almost caused a red out.
Phalen surveyed the battle, three more of Red flight had fallen, and the Jedi, no big surprise, were all still in the fight. The battle had ranged far from its starting point, gradually closer and closer to the Droid Control Ship. Now they were close enough for the Jedi to make their run... hopefully anyway.
"Jedi flight, make your run now or never, we'll hold off the Droids as long as we can," Phalen said, his voice strangely calm, "May the Force be with you."
He sighted a new target, and dove in.
Jyana dodged the fiery droid star fighter as it hurled towards and past her on its way to the bloodstained Yavin. The gravity had already claimed its toll on both sides of the battle. She was lost in the fleet and could not see the rest of the gang.
"Goddess where are you?" General Kenobi asked over the com.
Her eyes darted around for location and spotted him. "The planet side of Yavin V, General."
"You see the droid control ship over there by Yavin VI?"
"I see nothing but this damn moon, bloody planet and enemy fighters."
"I see you now. We're coming to get you."
But as Obi-Wan headed towards her with a couple headhunters on his tail in aid, a ship blew up in his view. His eyes widened. Scanning frantically through the reign of fire he could not believe his eyes.
She was gone.
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"Jyana!" Lily screamed across the com in panic.
Obi-Wan was in shock. A sudden pang of guilt hit him. Lily poured into the surrounding droid ships with the headhunters behind her. Her rage was felt through all corners of the Force. Obi-Wan was grateful that Lily was not a Jedi, or else that would've been a bit dangerous... but he wasn't really thinking about Lily at that time. His blue-green eyes stared ahead in dumbfounded shock.
"General, we have to go on."
"I copy Red Leader."
"Move out."
Obi-Wan felt something though. He couldn't tell what it was. A flash of fire and a ship resting turned off on the other side of a piece of rock. He had used that maneuver before, but he doubted it would be used again. He felt like there was hope, but it dwindled so thinly within him as he blinked back a tear.
Eyes opened after much thought. "Well R4, I think we've waited long enough."
The droid beeped a few times.
"My eyes are fine."
More beeping.
"Fire light fire bright, will not destroy my sight."
More beeping.
"I shapeshift."
The droid still beeped in concern, but reluctant obedience.
"Fire light fire bright, whom must I fry tonight."
The ship turned on and Obi-Wan suddenly felt something odd. He looked through the Force expecting a Void.
"Jyana," he said with a soft cry.
"General, we're paving the way."
"She's still out there, Red Leader."
"Inconceivable."
"Goddess, report."
"Sorry bout that y'all. I had to escape from the ships."
As Obi-Wan inquired, "What happened?" Phalen muttered to himself through the com, "Inconceivable."
"I hit one enemy fighter and it crashed into another. And then I hit two with the same missile. So 4 droid starships crashed together. If I didn't conceal myself onto the satellite, Yavin I, I would probably be dead. It made a lovely sheild as the reign of fire went down in to that bloody planet."
Obi-Wan's eyes were wide and he took a deep sigh. "It's good to hear your voice again, Jyana."
"Thanks."
"Alright y'all," Phalen sighed, "Lets get a move on. You Jedi need to get your act together and get back in there."
"Copy Red Leader."
"Good to hear ya again, Goddess," Lily said over the com, "Thought we had lost you there."
"Lose me? Now why would you wanna go and do that?" the sarcasm dripped from the Eleutherian.
"See the path?" Phalen questioned.
"Got ya there, Red Leader."
The pathway cleared and it was time.
"Take us in Pixxie," Obi-Wan said.
Jyana ignored the call. She had entered back into her state of mind while she had rested on the moon and wished to drag the other two Force-strong people in as well. She sensed something. Falling into a sense of calmness she felt its beckoning, promising more than imagined. She heard its call, however familiar to her. Shadow parted around her and she answered.
The Force.
She knew what they could do. She knew the power they could have.
Someone called to her on the com but her mind had entered into a communion. Peace. Such peace she had never felt before. If only she wasn't alone...
Hear me, her telepathic call entered into the minds of the Jedi star fighters' pilots. Join with me.
"Jyana?" Obi-Wan replied audibly surprised by the power of her voice within his mind. Lily didn't reply so Jyana sensed that despite her anger towards the Jedi way, she had already accepted her call.
Three as one. Let go what you know. Join with us, three as one. Lend me your eyes.
Obi-Wan knew he must. Joining with the women into a new stage of consciousness. Each flew with added perspectives offered by the other two flanking craft, giving each extra eyes, extra perceptions. All anticipation as they gave into the Force. Their weaving perfect in precision and strategy.
"Red Leader what are they doing? They aren't answering our call."
"They must be doing some Force thing," Phalen responded with a sigh, but watched with admiration.
The fighting continued, the Jedi weaved into the direction they were led. Enemy fighters went down ship by ship, until there was only one direct route to the droid control ship in orbit of Yavin VI. The alpha-TIE- fighters had already penetrated to the moon with the diversion done by the Jedi and the headhunters.
The Jedi dove in towards the droid control ship, now relatively unprotected.
Phalen watched in awe as he gunned down the last remaining droid starship that he had in his sights.
"Back away from the ship... the biggun... it's gonna blow," came over the com from Jyana as the three Jedi starships came weaving away from it at top speed.
They jetted back towards Yavin IV as the droid control ship blew up in rings of fire.