{A/N: I may or may not have been a little screwy with Umbara's cannon, but what matters is that I gave you all a 5k word chapter.}


3:25 PM, 4099 ABMV, O'Hara Apartment, Coruscant, 4 months after The Trandoshan Beatdown...

"So, your Master is on Umbara right now?" A longer haired Miguel asks the relaxed Ahsoka. "Mmh-hmm."

Miguel shakes his head. "The republic does know that the locals only have one major location, right?" Ahsoka sits up and asks where.

"Based on what you told me, the complete other side of the planet." Miguel says slightly slow.

"We've gotta go tell the Council!" She stands up and begins to walk to him. "Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I'm trying my damnedest right now to stay out of the eyes of the Republic." He completely denies.

"Why?" She asks, a little annoyed.

"Uh, hello!" Miguel gestures to himself. "I'm a perfect mix of human and spider DNA. What do you think a corporation would do to me if they got to study me? That they would hand out genetic modification like styro-taffy, to the 212th?"

Ahsoka thinks for a moment, before gaining an idea.

"Don't come as Spider-Man then..." Miguel looks at her a little oddly as she jabs a finger into his covered ARC Reactor.

"Come as Miguel O'Hara."

Ahsoka smiles, making Miguel sigh. "Have it your way, then." He moves out of the room and takes off his Red and White suit. Getting dressed in a pair of shades, a black long sleeve shirt, a black and blue jacket, and a pair of beige pants.

He walks out of the room to see Ahsoka tapping her foot on the ground.

"Why do you wear those shades so much?" She questions.

"I told you about my enhanced vision, right?" Ahsoka nods. "Uh-huh."

"Well, my vision is perfect whenever it's pitch black. So... Take a guess on why I keep my place so dim. And why you can't see through my mask."

"Oh... Sorry, for turning the window shades off so much for the past few weeks." Miguel shakes his head.

"It's fine. It's been beginning to help with my tolerance to flashbangs. Which is still next to nothing. But, it hasn't left me completely incapacitated whenever I'm hit by one now." He smiles before walking out with her, locking the place.

The two take the turbo-lift in silence. Patting their thighs rhythmically to keep entertained. The door opens and the two walk to Miguel's Speeder-Car and hop in, immediately taking off to the Jedi temple.

"Hope nothing big comes up."


4:15 PM, Jedi Temple, Coruscant...

Miguel's windblown hair finally stops gently flowing as the two land in a hangar, The two hop out of the vehicle as a Padawan stops what they're doing to their starfighter.

{A/N: Non Gender specific character. Just enter your voice if you want.}

"Who're you?" The silica braided Zabrak asks the adult looking teen.

Miguel goes to answer but is beaten to the punch by Ahsoka. "He's Miguel O'Hara. And he has some information that needs to be presented to the council." The Zabrak goes wide eyed.

"The Miguel O'Hara?!" The Padawan immediately begins to shake his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you!" Miguel smiles awkwardly. "Nice meeting you too. But I have to go. Information that could stop the battle on Umbara, that sort of thing." He slips out of the shake, walking away with a wave.

"Always nice to meet a Bio-Engineering legend!" The Zabrak calls to him while waving.

"Any idea who that was?"

"Nope. But it seems like you have fans in both your lives." Ahsoka smiles as she leads him to the council chamber.

Ahsoka knocks on the door hearing someone say come in. She opens the door allowing her and Miguel to shuffle inside.

"Who you are, may ask we?" A small gremlin-like creature asks.

"I'm Miguel, Miguel O'Hara."

"Spider-Man's informant?" Plo Koon asks, which the two teens nod.

Eeth Koth scratches a brow. "The prodigal genius that Padawans interested in a secondary service won't stop talking about?" Miguel shrugs. "I guess."

The hologram of Mace Windu gestures for him to speak.

"The Republic is attacking the wrong side of Umbara. You're attacking the tribes. Not the Separatists. They're playing you like Pazaak. Biding their time to make something."

"Come across this information, how did you?"

"It's like Koon said. I'm the guy in the chair. Watching, building, working..."

As O'Hara says this, the council begins to exchange glances.

"We shall meditate on this matter. Thank you, Doctor O'Hara." Miguel nods at the hologram and walks away with Ahsoka.

The members once again exchange glances. This time, worried.

Ahsoka Begins to show Miguel around. First to the training dojos.

The two watch over a sparring match between a duo of Temple Guards. Lightsabers clashing with the sharp piercing noise of plasma sparking.

"Yeah, that's not as fast as I've seen some people swing those." Ahsoka looks at him a little oddly as he waves his hand dismissing what he just said.

"Time travel nonsense. You'd probably find mentions of me in one of Meetra Surik's 'holocrat' or whatever they're called."

"Wha-?!" She yells causing him to cover her mouth. "Shh! I only came because you really wanted me to. Not to get my cover blown!" He removes his hand as she nods.

"I don't like doing that, you know. You do have a nice..." Ahsoka crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow. "Uh..." He looks around for an escape, seeing the Padawan from earlier pointing at him with a bunch of others.

"Oh, shock." He turns around and bolts away, turning corners and eventually into an empty room.

Hiding, he hears two Jedi talking about a terrorist group on Carlac. They pass by and say that they could turn into a serious problem if they decide to attack the planet from the inside.

Miguel looks down and clenches his teeth. 'Can't let them even shocking think about trying. Seems like I'm gonna have to ditch the new suit and have a field trip with the old one. Stealth ops and all.'

He waits for the people to leave completely, before getting out and looking throughout the corridor. Spotting Skywalker.

He looks at Miguel and tilts his head, walking over.

"I thought you were on-"/"Do you know where Ahsoka i-"

The two talk at the same time and gesture for the other to go first.

"You go first-"/"You go first-"

The two squint at each other.

"I insist-"/"I insist-"

"Stop that!-"/"Stop that!-"

The two begin to rub their temples in frustration.

"Listen man-"/"Listen kid-"

"YOU'RE GETTING ON MY NERVES!"/"YOU'RE GETTING ON MY NERVES!"

The two pinch their noses as they hear Ahsoka giggle.

"Ahsoka!"/"Snips!"

The two look at each other and deadpan. Luckily, Ahsoka gives a solution. "How about, Anakin goes first. And you can go next Miguel." Anakin shakes his head and speaks.

"I've been looking for you, since I just got back." Miguel goes next. "I thought that you were still on Umbara. I wasn't expecting you to be here yet. Since the main Umbaran threat is on the complete other side of the planet."

"What?! But we were getting decimated out there until General Krell showed up!"

"The Umbaran's most guarded secret is the position of their capital city. They feign that they're just tribes. But they're much more tactical than that. Why do you think that they were pushing your forces back so easily?"

Anakin's eyes widen in realization.

"I have to go!" Anakin sprints off as Ahsoka says something. The words not getting through to Miguel.

"O'Hara!"

"Hm? What?" Ahsoka shakes her head. "You have the look on your face again." Miguel blinks in confusion. "The what?"

"The look that you have whenever you go off and fight something. Like that time when you fought that Scorpion thing that ripped apart some of the industrial section."

Miguel, suddenly, has a flashback to that incident.

*CRACK!*

Miguel looks down to see the glass floor about to shatter and the monster about to leap onto the glass.

"Aw, shock, shock, shock, shock, shock!-"

*CRASH!*

"SHOCK!"

Miguel shakes his head and questions her. "I have a look?" She nods with a sorry look on her face.

"Well, at least you're right. I overheard some Jedi talking about a group of terrorists on Carlac. An-"

"And you're going to go fight them." She sighs and looks left and right, before pushing him into the closet that he just came out of.

The two at this point are nearly stuck together.

"Just don't get yourself killed. Promise?" He grabs her hand still on his chest.

"I'll try."


Two days later, Carlac Space...

Miguel is in a small craft, with rather large engines, in his original black suit, and a jacket tied around the waist.

"Should've brought the white suit. A snow planet? Really?"

He tilts the controls down and flies into the atmosphere. Immediately being tailed and shot down by a different craft. O'Hara tries to pull up, but it seems that all he did was pull off the steering.

Laughing nervously, he pops the cockpit open and jumps out after becoming dangerously close to a forest of cherry trees.

Miguel manages to break some of his tumble with his cape, but unceremoniously ends up on his left arm as the ship a ways away from him explodes.

"GAH! SHOCKING DAMNIT!" He screams in pain removing his mask, as he sits himself up on an unbroken tree.

Miguel groans in pain as he looks at his arm...

Which is bending the wrong way.

"Kriff. This is gonna suck!"

He punches an arm sized hole in the tree and places his left arm up to the elbow into it.

"This totally has a sexual implication to it."

He uses the tree as leverage to snap his arm back.

*CRACK!*

"SHOCK!"

He groans in even more pain pulling his arm out, before limping a little to the burning craft. He sits down in front of it and cradles his slowly healing arm.

"No ship, no tech, just some broken bones and nearly negative temperatures..." He lets out a breathy chuckle and falls onto his back.

"I'm so kriffed."


Two months later, Sundari Throne Room, Mandalore...

"Divided by war! In an effort to end the galactic conflict, the first ever sanctioned meeting between the Republic and the Separatists will be held, and Mandalore is chosen as neutral ground for these precarious meetings. Tensions run high as many hold hope for these important negotiations." The voice of Wullf Yularen narrates.

"The Republic recognizes the tragedy of war, but there is nothing we can change that has already occurred." The Senator of Naboo tries to speak again but is cut off by a Separatist leader.

"Say it aloud before this gathering, as representative for Chancellor Palpatine, that you declare, without reservation, the Separatist state is legitimate."

Amidala tries to come up with a reason, but her thinking is cut off by Lux Bonteri.

"I have something to say about the legitimacy of the Separatists."

The gathering begins to ask each other why Bonteri is here at the meeting. And asking what he could possibly have to say.

Ahsoka leans to Padmé's ear and whispers. "You didn't mention that Lux Bonteri would be here.

Bonteri walks up to the stand on the side of the Separatists after bowing to the Duchess and speaks.

"I stand before you, son of Mina Bonteri, loyal Separatist, a patriot, a friend..." Ahsoka and him exchange a friendly look.

"It has come to my attention that my mother was murdered by Count Dooku in cold blood!"

A man in a long skirt-like outfit and shouts. "That is a lie! Remove this traitor immediately!" A trio of commando droids seize Lux and begin to escort him out.

"I will not be silenced!" Bonteri begins to struggle as the Duchess of Mandalore stands up.

"Stop this!"

"We would ask you to respect that we deal with this matter ourselves." The Separatist woman says while Lux is almost out of the side door.

"No, Dooku is deceiving you! You will all be betrayed, just like my mother!" He pleads.

"I apologize for such a rude interruption. Please let us continue." The red eyed alien says in a nasally voice.

Ahsoka leans down again. "We can't just let them take him. He'll be killed."

"Do what you can, Ahsoka, but be discreet." Padmé advises the Padawan of her husband. She nods and leaves out the front entrance, before making a left turn, tailing the droids and senator.

She sees him being placed into an elevator, a solemn look on his face.

On the inside, Lux is thrown to the ground in front of a Holo-Call from Dooku.

:"Those are some rather strong accusations you have levied against me."" Bonteri gets up to his knees and looks at the Sith.

"You know what you did, Dooku."

:"Do I? I have done a lot of things, young man, and choose to remember them in order of importance."" Lux presses a button on his wrist. :"The death of your mother seems to have... Escaped me.":

"I will have my revenge." He snarls at the old man.

:"I think it is time we reacquaint the young senator with his mother. Kill Him!": The hologram dissipates as the Commando Droids get into fighting positions.

The elevator doors open, revealing Ahsoka, rearing her arms back to push one of the droids with the force. "Ahsoka?"

SHe launches one back as another charges her. She jumps onto a wall and kicks it into a wall, deactivating it like the other.

"Lux, I think it's time to go, don't you?" She grabs his hand and runs into the elevator with him, pressing a button to go down.

"R2, fire up the engines. We're leaving." The doors open as the two bolt away, the droids beginning to open fire on them.

The two begin to run through corridors of patterned glass.

"Hurry, hurry!"

"Ahsoka, I appreciate your help, but-"

"Keep moving!"

The two manage the blaster fire, just enough to get to the ship that Ahsoka arrived on with the senators.

"Captain Taggart, we've got incoming clankers."

"We'll cover you sir!" The small amount of troops begin firing at the doorway, as the two teens run up the ramp and get to the cockpit as R2 gets them off the planet.

Suddenly a hologram of Anakin appears. :"Ahsoka, Padmé just contacted me. She told me the peace negotiations have all but collapsed. Where are you?":

"I'm en route to Coruscant, Master. I have Lux Bonteri with me."

"Master Jedi, I'm sorry if I've caused you any trouble." Ahsoka waves her hand. "It's nothing. You'll be safe now, with the Republic."

:"All right, bring Bonteri to Coruscant immediately, and we'll discuss giving him amnesty.": Ahsoka nods. "Yes Master." She stands up and turns to Lux, to find him holding a slug thrower to her.

"I can't go with you, Ahsoka."

"Wh-What?"

"I told you, I have a plan." she looks at him incredulously for a second before disarming him.

"Shooting me is not going to be a part of it. What are you doing with a gun, anyhow?! You're not a fighter."

"I'm no longer a Separatist, either. I won't join the Republic."

"What other options do you have?"

"There is a different way." Lux moves to the controls.

"I understand everything that you've been through. I understand you feel alone. But the Republic will help you." Ahsoka reasons, only for him to shout at her.

"Like they helped my mother?! I've already made contact with a group on Carlac who are noble and allied with my cause."

"And what cause is that?!"

"To kill Dooku." He says in an angry tone.

"The only person you're going to get killed is yourself." Ahsoka shakes her head and sits down in the pilot's seat. "I'm sorry, but I'm taking you to Coruscant. Your plan hasn't exactly been well though out, Lux."

Bonteri takes out a taser.

"Without me, how did you think you were going to escape those droids?"

"Like this!"

*Crackle-Bzzt.*

An unconscious Ahsoka begins to fall out of her seat, but Bonteri catches her.

"I'm sorry Ahsoka." He places her into a different seat as R2-D2 rolls in.

"It seems Ahsoka is quite exhausted. She probably should sleep it off." He lies straight through his teeth, as he punches in the coordinates to Carlac.

*WRRR-Thoom!*


7:18 PM, Carlac wilderness...

A healed but lightly stubbled Miguel is walking through another forest of trees without his mask on.

"How long has it been?" He sighs and stops. "I wish I could see her again.. Just for a few seconds."

Miguel stumbles through the forest until he notices that it's beginning to snow.

"Wizard, just wizard..." Grumbling, he runs through the wooden brush until he finds a cave. Pushing through the storm, he walks into the deep cave, his eyes perfectly adjusting to the darkness of the cave.

He walks in, placing his outer jacket down, walks more, and... Walks some more.

'What the hell? There's no mines on Carlac! Why is this cave so huge?!'

{A/N: I was listening to Bruce faulconer's The Dragon Theme. So, here's some mystical shock}

Wandering, he blinks and sees that the stone ground has become a shiny, clean, black, with the reflection of stars. He twists around quickly to see that the way he came from has become a gray mist that dissipates before his eyes. He tilts his head upward to see an infinite array of black with white lines.

Miguel blinks rapidly as he turns back around, finding a shattered pyramid of white that seems to be held together by a strange orb that seems to be made from the void itself.

He walks over and inspects the shattered material. Noticing that each of the shards have an odd but same shape to each and every one of them. As if they were cut deliberately and placed not a millimeter off from one another. The teen turns and walks forward, the world around him quickly becoming erratic and dangerous.

So he puts his mask back on.

Shards of the pyramid begin to cut into his suit and mask, revealing his right eye and the bottom of his mask being torn off. Making him go wide eyed, but continue to push forward. His hands in front of his eyes and throat, but the shards stop. The ball of void seems to go farther away, and the wind becomes stronger. The lightning striking more often as well.

The wind tries to throw him off his feet, but he sticks to the ground.

'I-I feel connected to this place! I don't know why, but something tells me that-that thing? Has some shockin' answers!'

Miguel crouches down and crawls, making better progress than he did before. He makes his way to the stand that the orb is on. Suddenly...

Everything stills...

Miguel stands up and touches the cuts on his face. The numb sensation surprising him. He reaches into the void and pulls out nothing.

"What?"

The world around him speeds faster than even he can comprehend. Slower than hyperspace, but definitely faster than the speed of sound. He finds himself laying down on the sandy beaches of Scarif all of a sudden. The sand feels like rough sandpaper instead of the silky dirt that it should feel like.

He stumbles up and wipes the excess sand off, grumbling.

"I don't like sand." Suddenly, he hears a familiar giggling in front of him. "Soka?" Miguel asks distantly. "W-What's going on right now?" He looks around him, even smelling the salt in the air.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that I'm dreaming and you're just a figment of my imagination."

"Wha?"

The being laughs in her voice as Miguel catches on.

"You're not Ahsoka, are you?"

Not-Ahsoka shakes her head. "I'm taking a form of a being that you hold a close bond with, so you won't, as you mortals put it. "Not freak out"."

"Why am I here?"

"You aren't supposed to be here yet. That's why the temple was pushing you away. Yet, you persisted onward and unlocked a hidden ability of yours. Through a temple created by the force itself."

"A hidden what-now?"

Not-Ahsoka shakes her head again and throws a boulder at him from behind.

*SPIDER-SENSE!*

Miguel backflips over the giant rock as it passes through the being.

"That ability."

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" He yells as the being shakes their head again. "That, Miguel John O'Hara. Was an ability known only to the most attuned with the multiverse, as the Spider-Sense."

"Multiverse?"

"I finished my job here."

"No, wait!"

Not-Ahsoka swipes her hand.

"Bye, bye."

Miguel wakes up on the stone ground, his mask still torn nearly to shreds. He gets up and sits on the wall.

"What the shock."


8:25 AM, Carlac wilderness...

Ahsoka groans in a light pain as R2 beeps and whistles in relief.

"Lux? Lux?" She looks down to her belt and sees that her lightsabers are gone. "Where are my lightsabers?!" She stands up and walks to the cold window. "Lux!" She slightly growls out the name in anger. "R2, take a look around, and see if you can find where Lux hid them."

"I'm gonna have a little chat with Mr. Bonteri." Ahsoka finds a large poncho with a hood and walks into the freeing weather.

"Lux! Where are we? And what did you do with my lightsabers?!" She crosses her arms.

"You should have stayed on the ship." Lux deadpans as a squad of Mandalorians surround them and point their wrist blasters at them.

"Hey, kid, you're late." Ahsoka grits her teeth and says the name of the group quietly, but bitterly. "Death Watch."

"You get us what we need?"

"Yes, and I have the information with me."

"Who's this?" She gestures to Ahsoka.

"I'm his... I'm his - best friend! When I heard that he was meeting you all, I thought I would... Join."

"Uh, right. Right."

Bo-Katan circles Ahsoka.

"You're a little skinny." She slaps Ahsoka's-

"Ahegm!" Lux coughs into his hand. "She can serve a purpose still."

R2 whistles with Ahsoka's sabers out. Making her shake her head and the droid to put them away.

"We leave now. The snow is coming."

"What have you gotten us into?!"

"It's all under control." Lux reassures to no avail. "These are the Death watch. They're Mandalorian terrorists. They'll kill us both."

"You two coming?" A Mando asks.

"Yes." Lux walks onto the speeder that arrived.

"Uh... I should stay with the ship."

"No. You're coming, too." A Mandalorian gestures for her to ride on a speeder with another Mando.

She sighs and gets on. Exchanging bitter glances with Bonteri as they arrive.

R2 seems terrified, unlike all the other times he's cheated permanent shutdown.

"The boss will see you in here."

{A/N: I only skip things that are on the show. So go watch the damn show.}


8:00 AM, Carlac Wilderness...

*CHOOM, CHOOM!*

*THSSSST!*

"KILL THEM! KILL THEM ALL!"

"No! Our village!" A woman wails distantly while the echoes reach the cave that Miguel is laying in.

Miguel's eyes open as he hears the crackling of distant flames and screaming of people. Bolting upward, he shakes his head before bending down to grab his jacket. The suit's insulation barely keeping him alive during the harsh storms of the month.

He pulls his mask on and prepares to make a harsh journey through the approaching storm. Following the distinct howling of speeder engines.


12:34 PM, Death Watch Camp, Carlac...

R2 is chirping and beeping about, fixing old and destroyed droids.

:Thank you, friend. How can we repay you?: A large spider-like droid asks in a deep warbled voice before the death watch arrive with a struggling Ahsoka.

They stand her up and walk her into the large tent, bound by thick wire.

R2 beeps in anger.

:Rescue your friends? How?: R2 whistles and chirps. :I compute. I will prepare the others.: R2 rolls over to the tent and waits on the outside, thankfully void of any guards.

Ahsoka is kneeled before Vizsla as he speaks to Lux.

"Now, Lux Bonteri. This does not look good. This does not look good at all. I asked you to join us in good faith, and you bring a Jedi into our camp."

"She wasn't meant to be here. Please, let her go." Bonteri pleads in his bindings.

Pre-Vizsla unsheathes the Darksaber. "I'm afraid that's not an option."

"I believed you had honor, but you're just murderers, no better than Dooku."

"You call us murderers, and yet it was your own lust for revenge that made you seek us out." Vizsla provides an extremely valid point.

"I wanted justice for my mother's death."

"And you shall have it! But the Jedi are no different from Dooku, and this one shall pay in part, for their crimes against mandalore."

Pre-Vizsla activates the ethereal blade.

"So you see, it's not murder at all." He raises the blade. "It's like you say. It'-"

*CHOOM, CHOOM, CHOOM, CHOOM!*

"AAAAAAAAAAAHGhgh-awk"

*CRACK*

*SMACK!*

*THSSST!*

*THWIP!*

*SMACK! SMACK!*

*CLAAAANG!*

Ahsoka goes wide eyed in shock.

"What was that?" Bo-Katan asks as Vizsla raises an eyebrow. He points to the Death Watch binding Bonteri and Ahsoka. "Keep them here. I want to make sure that the Jedi gets their comeuppance."

The Mandalorians move outside to see a silhouette walking in the storm, slowly, but dangerously.

Vizsla points the Darksaber at the silhouette and orders for the "True Mandalorians" to fire. Bolts begin to fly into the dark mist, allowing glimpses of a black and red figure dodging the crimson red beams of death.

Tilting his bald head, Pre-Vizsla seems very interested in who this person is. "Who are you?"

Miguel steps into the well lit camp. His brown eye and mouth visible to the skilled Mandalorians.

"Why don't you come closer and find out?" Miguel removes his jacket, allowing the main torso of his suit to be revealed. The remaining members of Death Watch laugh.

"I'm going to offer you this, just once. You can join us, or, you can be gunned down like a dog." Pre-Vizsla snarls.

"From where I'm standing..." Miguel looks up. "You're the dogs." Vizsla waves a hand signal boredly for a hidden sniper to shoot him.

*Spider-Sense!*

*CHOOM!*

Miguel tilts his head to the side, dodging the bolt. And kneels down, to pick up a rock. Tossing it up and down, before throwing it at the sniper, knocking the Mandalorian out of their perch.

"Anybody else I should know about?" Vizsla motions for the others to stay back. "I'll deal with him. Make sure that all sectors are covered, chances are, he has friends."

Miguel looks over and sees R2-D2, motioning for him to continue with what he was doing before.

"I know a bit about Mandalorian culture... So I challenge you, to a trial of combat." Miguel points at Vizsla making him grit his teeth.

"I accept your challenge. All weapons are available for this I presume?"

"I don't care." Miguel gets into his strange stance, as Vizsla readies the Darksaber in his hands.

"Then you shall die." Pre-Vizsla uses his jetpack to charge at Miguel, who ducks under the broad swipe of the saber, handspringing backward to dodge a slash, and axe kicks the sacred saber out of Vizsla's hands onto the ground.

Quickly spinning to try and kick him, Vizsla's leg is blocked by Miguel's forearm-blades. "Are you even trying?" Miguel taunts before twisting his body into a slam kick.

Vizsla is brought down easily, but immediately dodges a ground pound from the teen. He begins to fly into the air, but...

*THWIP! THWIP!*

Miguel anchors him to the ground by connecting two Web-Lines before Vizsla fires a volley of Whistling Birds.

Each of the birds begin to come at him from a different angle, but the world becomes a silvery black and white for him, slowing time as his Spider-Sense goes nuts.

To the outside world, it seems that he's teleporting around the impacts of the birds. But in truth, he's barely dodging each one. His Accelerated-Vision stops as Vizsla throws a grapple wire to the Darksaber and cuts the web binding him.

As the two fight, the droids, Ahsoka, and Lux begin to fight off the Death Watch trying to kill them.

Vizsla swings the saber at Miguel, who catches it between his forearm blades. The material being unharmed. Miguel begins to try and pull his arms away from each other, shattering the darksaber and causing it to short out. Elbowing the shocked Vizsla, he grabs his wrist and twists, breaking it and making him drop the saber.

Grunting in pain, Vizsla retreats while firing his wrist blaster, making Miguel dodge.

Ahsoka, Lux, and R2 drive by in a speeder. "Get in Miguel!" Miguel grabs the Darksaber from the ground and jumps onto the speeder, next to R2.

"DON'T LET THEM ESCAPE!"

The Mandalorians begin to fire at the speeder, Ahsoka deflecting some bolts while Miguel webs their visors.

One overcharges their pack and rams Miguel off of the speeder, causing him to fire a web to the back, and jam the darksaber hilt into the Mando's jetpack.

Somehow the darksaber powers on and causes the Mandalorian jetpack to go into overdrive and make him fly wildly until he explodes into a fiery mess. He continues to hold onto the web dragging him as he deactivates the heavy Darksaber.

Bo-Katan lands on the speeder and gets into a fidt fight with her. Ending up with her barely hanging off the side of the speeder.

*THWIP!*

Miguel trips the Mandalorian woman with a web line, allowing Ahsoka enough time to flip back onto the speeder and get back into a fist fight. This time, Ahsoka manages to force push the woman off of the speeder, onto her back.

At this point, Miguel is skiing on the ground while using the speeder as continued momentum.

The four make it to the ship and run or roll into it and take off. Miguel leans against the cold wall of the cockpit and slides down. Ripping off his mask and placing the ancient saber to his right.

R2 beeps and whistles curiously.

"You're Artoo, right?" The cold droid whistles at miguel happily as he pats it.

Ahsoka stands up from the pilot's seat and moves to Miguel. "I thought you were dead!"

"Oh, yee of little faith. A ship crash won't kill me. At least, not yet." Ahsoka shakes her head and hugs him tightly.

R2 makes a loud warning noise. "What do you mean, the escape pod has been activated?!... Lux!" Ahsoka runs off as R2 and Miguel look at each other. "Thanks for saving our shockin' hides. You probably don't get much credit, do you?"

Artoo whoos. "Heh. Ain't that the truth."

Ahsoka comes through the door after a few minutes. "Where's the guy with the cold cap?" Miguel asks.

"He used the escape pod to leave." Miguel stands up with the Darksaber in hand. Activating it as Ahsoka takes a look at it.

"Shock." Miguel begins to lower it before turning it off. "Why is it so heavy?"

"You're not moving a blade, you're supposed to be flowing with a current of energy." Ahsoka explains.

"I don't get spiritual things. Yesterday, I accidentally walked into something called a "Temple created by the force". I don't get hokey religions, I get science!"

Miguel's Spider-Sense begins humming, causing him to brace.

"YOU WHAT?!"