When I woke up I found my hands and feet tied to a log, I looked around, I was upside down, and I was being transported across the Felucian paths by it's strange residents. I saw the Leader holding his staff in one hand, and inspecting my weapon in the other.

'Hey!' I shouted. 'Let me go!'

At my words the Leader turned, and flicked his wrist, a small rock flew out of the thick grass and hit me in the face. He grunted and waved his staff in my direction.

I struggled against the ropes, and I felt the knot binding my left foot loosen, and so did the Felucian holding it in place. He growled, and brandished his Jawbone Sword at me, swiftly tying the knot back to it's original position.

I then tried to put all my weight on my right side, but that didn't work either. I just decided to wait it out.

We'd been walking along the mud and gravel paths for a further five minutes, until, we could see a small conglomeration of dwellings atop a hill. I knew this was our destination, if the village belonged to another tribe then why would they come up here? I hung my head back to look at the Felucian guarding the rear of the convoy, it looked down at me, making gurgling noises I didn't understand. I looked forward to see we'd almost made it up the hill. I looked round the village, the houses were made out of wood and straw, with makeshift tools. They had a tripod in middle, a vicious fire occupying the space in between the legs, a stone circle surrounding the fire. The villagers marvelled at the hunting squads earnings. Two strong villagers grabbed a wooden brace each, a positioned them either side of the tripod. The hunters lifted the log and slotted it in it's place, held up by the braces, causing a lot of pain on my side. I was left for five minutes as the Felucians prepared for their grand meal. The villagers started to swarm round me and they started dancing. The Felucians broke away and put their arms together to make a sort of arch,another Felucian appeared and walked though the arch, he had the look of a killer about him. He wore red and black armour, with skulls and bones accessorising his shoulders. He reached into his backpack and revealed a long lower Jawbone, neatly sliced off it's prey, they kept the teeth on it, as a ridged end. The two Felucians who fitted the braces turned the log over, so I could now see the Felucian. He took stance and lowered his weapon, on it's smooth side, the one that didn't have teeth, onto my neck, he slowly pulled it across, so it skimmed across the surface of my skin. He now gripped the weapon with his free hand, and held it above his head, he roared, and lowered the blade on it's smooth side towards my neck, quickly. A few inches off his target the Felucian slowed the pace of his cut, and the Jawbone was raised again. It was lowered at quick pace, and slowed before it hits it's target again, he was just testing where his sword would land. He raised his weapon a third time, then quickly slammed it down, before it slowed upon contact, barely causing any harm. The Felucians had been roaring with adrenaline the whole way through and now the screaming picked up in pace, now the entire tribe was leaning in, egging the Executor onwards. The Felucian brought the sword down a last time.

Just before it hit my neck, a hissing vibrated around the area, then a mechanical whirring noise took it's place, then the whole village flashed as an explosion hit one of the tents, the place went into turmoil, and every villager looked at the victimised dwelling, including the Leader, including the Executor, and I took my chance, telekinetically relinquishing my weapon from the Leader's hand, whilst turning it on and making it cut my binds with telekinetic power as well. I fell off the log and didn't land on my back, but on my feet, although I stumbled a bit, my lightsaber flew into my hand. I wouldn't kill the Felucians, they were only hunting for food, and I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. The Executor engaged his prey (me!) in combat, slicing at my stomach, but I dodged each and every attack of his, casually removing a half of his weapon with mine, the Felucian helpless looked at his useless sword. I quickly then evacuated the scene, leaving the poor villagers wondering who did this to their precious home. I ran down the hill, but I stopped when I saw something familiar. An All Terrain Tactical Enforcer, an AT-TE unit, surrounding by a small band of Clones. I sped up, quickly closing in on the Republican Tank, the Clone Commander, which, in hindsight I recognised as Commander Bly, noticed me running at him.

'Wait, is that Master Windu?' He spoke hastily.

When I knew I was notice I reignited my blade.

'It is!' Bly screamed. 'Blast him!'

The AT-TE turned it's cannon to me, and it fired, a bulky blue bolt escaped from the cannon, headed towards me, I jumped over it, front-flipping over and over before landing on top of the tank my lightsaber already into the gunner's chest. I ripped my weapon out of the Clone's body, and the Clones on the ground raised their guns to fire, I easily rebounded every shot, most hitting their original firers. Only Bly was left standing, I jumped down, and he fired repetitively, I shrugged off every shot with my lightsaber, only one hitting the commander, in the shoulder. I picked him up with the Force, and slammed him into the Tank, into the small glass container at the front, in which a shocked Clone was nested, now both were unconscious, at the least. I summoned all the energy I had to drive my sword through both bodies. I walked away. But I couldn't help but notice danger was still around, I heard Fighter Engines, and looked up. Two Arc Fighter's passed over the mess, they must've seen the AT-TE, and my lightsaber. Headed away from the forest a few kilometres away. They turned back round, and both fired in my direction, I jumped out of the way, letting the lasers pass harmlessly away from me. The Fighters streamed off above the forest, before making a sharp turn, headed straight at me, or at least one of them did. The other was now suspended, and you could see a giant groping hand coming out of the trees and fixed onto the `Fighter's wing, the pilot pushed the Fighter's engine, pulling forth and revealing it's attacker, a Rancor. The Fighter tried to turn it's way out of the beast's grip. The Rancor shook the Fighter heavily, trying to pull it down along with gravity, but the Fighter tried to fire itself upwards. The Rancor got it's other hand on the other wing, forcing it downwards, the Rancor peered into the cockpit, seeing the Pilot inside, it roared, and shook the Fighter like it was a newborn's plaything. The Rancor tilted the Fighter onto it's side, then it released one hand and grabbed onto the nose of the ship, he bent it, and the bolts sealing the cockpit shut slid out of the it's sockets. The Rancor released it's other hand and grabbing the engine, which scorched it's hands, it roared in pain, then furiously pulling at then engine, then bending it, the beast bent both ends of the fighter so far then the Fighter snapped in half. The rear end of the ship was thrown onto the floor, with the front being squeezed, scrunched up into scrap metal, the Rancor pulled open the cockpit and released the Pilot from his seat and discarded the rest of the Fighter. The Rancor eyed it's next meal curiously, the Pilot pulled out a pistol from it's holster, and blasted the Rancor in the face, it didn't do much to the humongous monster, other than anger it. The Rancor roared in fury and quickly dropped the screaming Pilot in it's mouth. The other Fighter flew towards the Rancor, bad idea, but it fired at it consecutive times, weakening it, but not weak enough to not cause some damage to the ship, it leant out a hand and managed to scratch the fuel tank's casing, allowing the fuel to quickly fall to the floor. The Pilot mustn't have noticed his fuel gauge going down, because he came in for another run, firing again at the beast. Poking the Anuba with a stick. I thought to myself. The Rancor dropped to it's knees, roaring wearily in pain. The Fighter moved in again and hastily finished the job. The Pilot's attention had suddenly turned to me again, it flew over, firing some lasers and losing some fuel. This gave me an idea, I ran over to the steel plating on the AT-TE and tore it off with my hands, throwing it on the floor, I used the Force to summon a nearby stick, thick and large. I went back to the plating, slicing off a small piece with my lightsaber, a found a small piece of flint, brought up onto the ground by the impact of explosions. and I carried it over to the small piece of steel. I eyed the area and found a massive boulder, I needed a big rock or else my plan wouldn't work. I scraped the steel against the smooth flint and fire was made, I hurried to the large stick and lit it, holding it like a trophy in my hand. I had to do this quickly, as the Fighter was nearing again for it's ninth run. The Pilot still mustn't have noticed the fuel tank was leaking, as he would of veered off course, but it headed straight for me, action!

I picked up the large boulder with the force and slammed it into the ribcage of the Fighter, making a great amount of fuel trail down in one big line, each strand of fuel connected to another, perfect. I threw my torch into the air and guided it with the force to my target, I held the torch just under the waterfall of fuel (when I look back at it, it was more of a fuelfall than a waterfall). The fuel landed perfectly on top of the flames, and it ignited, the thin trail spreading upwards, infecting every strand that touched another strand, leading a big fiery line straight up into the engines of the ship. Boom! Bits of the Arc Fighter flew in every direction, one engine went one way, the other went the other way, the tail of the ship spun off into the sky, blown outwards by the explosion right in the middle of the ship. I sighed and wiped the plentiful sweat off of my face, but was given a shock when the corpse of the pilot landed abruptly in front of me.

I looked around at the small battlefield, bits of destroyed Arc Fighter, two pieces of another Arc Fighter, one of those two pieces squeezed into scrap, an abandoned AT-TE, surrounded by dead Clones, and a Rancor's body, wonderful(!) I then began thinking what would happen to myself next, would I be driven into madness by loneliness? Would I be chased by my former companions until I die? Will I ever mange to get off this place? Will I ever get revenge?

I was driven out of my thought by an incoming ship, an LAAT Republic Gunship, they must've seen the wreckage, will I ever get rid of these guys? I asked myself. I decided to hide behind the AT-TE, but I heard wandering Clone voices, headed my way.

'What? You think a Rancor did all this? I Rancor couldn't have blown an Arc Fighter to pieces, from the inside as well, judging how everything is spaced out.' Clone One spoke.

'He could've grabbed hold of the Fighter, then tore the engines apart.' Clone Two argued.

The voices were coming round the corner, I quickly darted to the other side of the Tank, so they didn't see me.

'Ah. A Rancor could not have done this, those are Lightsaber cuts.' Clone One debated.

'You know what, Trench, for once, I agree with you.' Clone Two agreed.

'Hey Sarge!' Clone One called. 'You might want to see this!'

I heard the two Troopers entire platoon come to see their comrades' findings. I looked around, every Clone in the area was next to the Tank, which gave me another brilliant idea. I walked away from the Tank and picked up a small pebble, I threw it at the abdomen of the AT-TE.

'Sarge!' Called another Clone. 'There's banging, I think someone's inside!'

I sensed the Sergeant press his head up against the Tank, I picked up another pebble and chucked it at the tank.

'Boys!' Called the Sergeant. 'I think I'm hearing something! Press your ears against the tank, listen for it!'

I sensed all the Clones with their heads against the AT-TE's abdomen, I then used the Force to slowly tip the thing over, onto the Clones, who all yelped in terror. I made my way around the tank to discover a Clone poking out from the wreckage, only his upper body could be seen.

'Master Windu! Help! I thought you were dead!' The unfortunate Clone pleaded.

'Luckily for me, not so much for you.' I said, swiftly making my way towards the gunship. I forced open the cockpit and threw the pilot into the air, letting him plummet to the ground, I didn't care whether he lived the fall or not. I picked up the co-pilot and pulled him over to me, I stared at him for two seconds, before slamming him into the floor and casually leaving my lightsaber in his stomach. I later Forced my weapon towards me, just before I entered the cockpit. I strapped myself up and activated the engines, the gunship lifted off of the ground and headed out into the sky. I didn't know where I was going to go, and, to be frank, I didn't really care.