I looked around the dealer's hangar, in looked bigger than it did at first sight, but doesn't everything? I decided to take this chance and meditate, because the future ahead was very cloudy, messed up by this new imbalance in the Force, so I attempted to clear as much of the clouds that I can, so I can sort of predict how my life will go for upcoming years. I didn't see much, other than fear, destruction, and the chorus of Palpatine screaming: 'POWER!' Lastly, I saw myself looking down a giant red hexagonal tunnel running for miles. One by one the different transports carrying exiling Jedi out of Republic Space and into the Outer Rim, if anything, I would've liked to end up in a Separatist territory, although the chances were slim. I walked over to the transport that was reserved for my assigned group, it had light defensive weaponry, and, like the filter Shaak Ti had given to the dealer for the ships, it had plentiful escape pods and a Hyperdrive. Apparently the Ship dealer had recovered this ship on his travels on a luxury cruise on his holidays, the cruise including a small visit to Mandalore, where he found it in a wreckage, he said that he abandoned the cruise just for this ship, it was in pretty good shape and, it would cost.
We would spot any incoming Republican threats, as we knew exactly what they looked like after years of commanding them against the Separatists and the Confederacy. I'd heard that Luminara Unduli had sacrificed herself to save her group, as they'd been spotted by Clones near the rendezvous point, the group made, Luminara wasn't so lucky. Ether Koth's group boarded a small carrier which, a few moments later blasted off into space, I knew then that I'd probably not see anyone in the previous groups ever again. Our group waited another five minutes before the vehicle was ready.
'All aboard!' One of the workers called.
My group all simultaneously stood up from their original sitting position. Entering the defensive vessel in a big disorganised huddle, all struggling to get in as quick as they could, who knows? They could've been traced. Me and Shaak Ti moved to enter last, but our entrance was blocked by the worker, who held out his hand. I looked at him questioningly, but Shaak Ti held out her hand and dropped a few thousand credits into the worker's hand, who then stepped aside, letting us through.
I walked through the transport's corridor, even though it was astonishingly well modelled, I didn't really take it all in, just wanting to get out of Republic territory. i hastily descended into the pilot chair, Shaak Ti sat in the co-pilot seat, readying the ship for flight, we'd ordered all capable gunners command the defensive weapons, then activate the weapons, giving the pilot the signal to begin ignition. Once all weapons were manned, we activated the reactors, and the engines ignited, lifting the ship off of the surface and into the clouds, once out of the planets atmosphere, I pressed several buttons overhead and pushed a lever forward on the lower panel and everything seemed to slow down and the ship seemed to fall into a blue wormhole, before the blue, black and white flashed by for about ten seconds until everything slowed and the ship resumed normal pace, the ship pulled nearer to the centre of the galaxy, before slowing.
'Any threats?' I asked Shaak Ti, who looked out through the cockpit window for a sign of danger.
'Not really, but that star seems to be getting bigger.' She informed.
'Star? Where?' I asked, twisting my head to look for what she was talking about.
'There, that one.' She pointed, at a growing light in the darkness of space.
'That ain't no star.' I said, a certain tone in my voice.
The "star" was getting even bigger, suddenly it's shape becoming even more recognisable as it got closer. It was a Consular class Republic Cruiser. Suddenly the colours of the vessel could be seen, this was a Consular Class alright. The hangar doors of the Cruiser opened, allowing fifty Arc Fighter escape, headed straight for the ship. I pressed many buttons on the console, and igniting the forward shields and firing the fore blasters on the ship.
As the blasters fired, the Arc Fighters took evasive manoeuvres, right in place for the other guns to start firing. The Fighters turned round for another run, starting to fire again, one particular shot hitting the rear of the vehicle, I counted sixteen Fighters left. They came round for a third run, hitting the target plenty times, the cockpit went up flames, and as me and Shaak Ti escaped the doomed place, the corridor's floor and wall plates exploded outwards, I had to duck under one that flew right over my head. Suddenly the lights went out, and the emergency lighting took place. I told my group to head for the Escape Pods.
'But the Fighters will pick us off!' One Knight questioned.
'No they won't, along as we take evasive manoeuvres!' I called.
The group hurriedly descended to the Escape Deck. And me and Shaak Ti began filling up the Escape Pods.
After they'd been filled, we checked the life count on the doors of the Pods after they'd been shut.
'Master Windu!' Shaak Ti called. 'We're missing one!'
I racked my brains for where the missing could be. 'The guns! They've stayed there to clear the fighters!'
I began to hurry back up to the guns, but the roof collapsed, and the air began to get sucked away, too late.
'Go, go, go, go!' I screamed, ushering my fellow Jedi Master into an Escape Pod, and getting in one myself.
I quickly launched the Pod, and headed for a cyan-ish planet which was Felucia, where I knew Ayala Secura was patrolling the planet, probably already dead. As the Pod entered the atmosphere, the exterior began to fire up, it was getting really hot inside, and oceans of sweat dripped down my cheeks. Two Arc Fighters dropped in behind my trail, one was destroyed by the guns on our Escape ship, the one inside sacrificing themselves to save us, I never knew who it was, but nevertheless I would honour their memory.
The other remained persistent, as the Pod broke through the Ozone Layer suddenly it felt like I was plummeting to my death. I tried to pull up, to land on a surface that wasn't already covered by gigantic plants and mushrooms. This gave me an idea, I dipped the nose of the Pod downwards, causing it to descend even further, when reaching Felucia's natural plant height, which was above seven miles above sea level, I began to twist and turn between the branches and brambles. The Arc Fighter shot the engine, causing it to bust, now I was naturally falling. I swerved even further, then eventually the wing of the Arc Fighter got caught on the stem of a ginormous mushroom, and it flung about like a pinball. I looked backwards, happy at my work, before looking forward and seeing a looming tree in my path, I crashed into it, and the Pod swung around and around, diving towards the Felucian ground, I managed to pull up, probably saving my life, the Pod skidded across the surface and stopped to a halt, now, I had to survive on my own.