Battle of Genenosis

It had been several days since Anakin and Padme had left for Naboo. Jordana had been occasionally tapping the Force to see how he was doing. One day, she felt that Padme was also in love with him, and that pretty much ended her tapping. She was walking around the Temple, on her way to the training room, when she noticed that there weren't many people around. She finally found her master looking around the training room.
"Master, what is it?"
"There is a meeting in ten minutes in the Great Auditorium." She said, her apprentice following her.
"About what?"
"We have to go to Genosis to help Obi-Wan."
"Just us or…"
"No, two hundred of us. Now come on."

The auditorium was the largest room in the Temple, designed to fit every Jedi Master and Padawan learner in it. Mace Windu walked onto the middle of the stage, he didn't need a microphone to speak.
"As many of you have felt, there is a disturbance in the Force. Well, now that disturbance may come into light. Master Obi-Wan Kenobi has found some disturbing events happening on Genosis. He is being held prisoner by the Separatists, and now his life is in grave danger." With that, Jordana watched Tahira's face go white. "We must go to Genosis and help him. We need two hundred Jedi to go to Genosis. All of you that are here now have agreed to join this mission. When we reach Genosis, rendezvous back at my ship. May the Force be with us." He said and everyone left and headed towards the starships. On the way back, Jordana noticed that Tahira was still pale.
"Master, this was a volunteer mission, wasn't it?"
"Yes it was Jordana." She said quietly.
"And you thought I was going through hell for Anakin."
"Hey, if you're willing to withold potentially valuable information from the Council for Anakin, then I'm willing to put my life on the line for Obi-Wan. So don't even start with me about going through hell."
"I'm not, Master." Both of them were nervous. The thought that she might never see Anakin again crossed through her mind but she quickly dismissed it, determined to help Tahira. They boarded their star ships and ascended into space.

Once on Genosis, there were assigned places in the arena to stand and wait for the signal. Where Jordana and Tahira were, they could see the entrance to the execution arena. Jordana's heart began to pound. Her master didn't look any better than she did. Her eyes were solely fixed on Obi-Wan, who was tied to a large pole with a large chain around his hands.
"When I find the bastards that did this to him…" she growled.
"Just focus on getting him out of there Master. You're no good to him dead." She said, attempting to comfort her. Tahira smiled at her apprentice. Jordana's eyes fell on the entrance. There were two people about to be lead in…Anakin and Padme. Her heart rate quickened again.
"Oh…no." she whispered. She saw the two of them lean in for a kiss. Her heart felt like it had been ripped out. She looked away and her hands began to shake.
"Jordana what is it?" she asked. When she saw Anakin and Padme being brought forth, she finally understood. "What the hell are they doing here?" She asked.
"I don't know." She said. She heard the Genosian prime minister announce the start of the execution. They both gasped at the creatures coming out to kill them. Tahira gripped Jordana's hand tightly, fearing for Obi-Wan. They watched in apprehension as they each battled the creatures. Jordana couldn't help but feel a slight bit better when Padme's back got slashed, only to feel worse when Padme jumped down and planted a kiss on Anakin's cheek. Just then, Mace Windu appeared, holding his purple blade close to Jango Fett's neck. He gave the signal and everybody ignited his or her light sabers.
"You ready Jordie?"
"As I'll ever be." They jumped out from their hiding place onto the arena floor. They prepared themselves for battle. Jordana looked over to Anakin, but he didn't see her. She turned around when she hear the droid army of the Trade Federation coming.
"Oh…shit!" she screamed.
"You said it!" They fought for what seemed like hours. Jordana noticed that Padme had gotten seperated from Anakin. Despite how much she hated the woman, she also knew that it would practically kill Anakin if anything were to happen to Padme. So at Tahira's surprise, she took off running in Padme's direction. She got there just in time to deflect a shot headed straight for Padme's shoulder. She ran alongside the chairiot that Padme had jumped into.
Great now I'm her bodyguard.
Anakin soon joined them and the chairiot was tipped on its side. Both Anakin and Jordana positioned themselves so that they could protect Padme.
"You call this a diplomatic solution?" Anakin asked.
"No, I call this aggressive negociations." Padme replied.
"That's good because if this is your idea of a diplomatic solution, I'd say you're a pretty crappy politician." Jordana commented. She watched the whole scene between Mace Windu and Jango Fett. She watched as he cut off Jango's arm, then his head, completely horrified. She also noticed that Tahira was overwhelmed by the number of droids in her area.
"Anakin, take care of Padme, I have to help Tahira." she commanded, though Anakin did not need to be commanded to protect Padme. After helping Tahira, they rushed to the center of the arena to regroup with the rest of the Jedi. Count Dooku stood on the balcony and shouted some incoherent psychobabble about if they surrender, their lives would be spared.
"We are not pawns to be bartered, Dooku!" he shouted. Dooku motioned the droids forward into attack mode. Everyone prepared to fight. Jordana looked over at Anakin, standing next to Padme.
Looks like I didn't need to tell him twice. She thought. She looked over at Tahira, who was dividing her attention between the approaching droid army, and Obi-Wan. Suddenly, large carriers appeared out of the sky. It was Yoda with the droid army from Kamino. The droid army was successfully destroyed. Mace Windu ran up to them.
"Tahira, you and your apprentice make a pass and look for survivors. After that, meet back at the second rendevouz point.
"Yes Master." She replied. They each ran around the arena and helped what little survivors there were. Jordana noticed Jango Fett's son by his body. She carefully walked up behind him. He spun around and stared at her, his eyes full of hatred and sorrow. He was no more than twelve years old, and now he was an orphan.
"I'm so sorry for what happened." She whispered. He continued to stare at her. She had no idea what to say to him. "I…" she gave up; there was nothing that she could say. He still stared at her, "Good-bye, kid" she said, turning to walk away.
"I'm not a kid, and I have a name! It's Boba you good for nothing Jedi!" he yelled.
She turned her head slightly towards him, "I have a name, too: Jordana. Take care of yourself Boba."
She ran towards the carrier Tahira was in.
"That kid going to be ok?" Tahira asked.
"Yeah, I have a feeling he's going to survive."