The blaster bolts rang around her ears. Her heart pounded as she ducked and whirled, managing to catch a clone beneath the breastplate. Another came to take it's place, aiming it's blaster at her heart. She was moving too slowly to avoid it. She grunted as she jumped to try. At the last moment a deflected bolt collided with the one flying through the air at her. She hit the floor; legs spread and ready to run to another position. Someone bumped into her from behind and Kiva fell, knocking her chin and biting her tongue. A dead clone fell on top of her, pinning her to the ground. Another classmate fell, this time in front of her, dead.
She groaned silently and channeled the force through her, managing to levitate it enough to craw out from underneath. She scrambled to her feet and turned back toward the clones, but they were retreating off to the side. The other Jedi were backing off slightly, confused at this turn of events. The boy next to her moved his lightsaber behind her back, deflecting another blaster bolt.
"Watch your back!" he hissed in her ear.
She started to turn towards him when something caught her eye. Anakin! She could see his lightsaber flashing as he fought another Jedi. She couldn't quite see who it was…
Thelvon!
She was being pushed into the room. The clones made room for them, at times ceasing to fire so as not to hit Anakin. Their lightsabers clashed again, sending sparks flying. Thelvon looked exhausted, drenched in sweat and panting slightly. She reached out her hand to use the force to move a heavy pillar, but it left her open for a split second. Anakin took advantage of it. His lightsaber slashed underneath hers and struck her heart. Thelvon fell, blood spurting from the wound.
"No!" Kiva screamed. It drew Anakin's attention. He looked her in the eyes and started for her. Kiva was frozen in place, torn between wanting to run to her mentor and knowing she needed to protect herself. The boy next to her raised his lightsaber, prepared to fight.
Anakin made the decision for her. He raised his hand, drawing on the force. Kiva's reaction was pure instinct. As Anakin drew the dark side around him, she drew on the light. It filled her, calming her spirit and quelling her fears. Time slowed down. The blood of another young Jedi splattered on her, but she did not flinch. She felt his spirit join the Force. Still, she drew it around herself, into herself.
He released the Force, a killing blow. She released her power at the same time, to block his blow. The blows clashed, the power of the collision causing all the Jedi in the room to flinch.
In Kiva's mind the world spun. The blows were equal in strength, and caused a large disturbance. The power was stalemated. It had to go somewhere, do something. Anakin was still for a moment, and then sent another wave of power at Kiva. It merely pushed the power over her. The world began to go fuzzy, then dark. She began to fall. As she did, her hand grasped the tunic of the boy who had been next to her, bringing him down with her.