2 Days Later

Location: Coruscant

Aurora's POV

I sprinted through the halls of the Republic Medical Base dodging officers and doctors left and right. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Anakin and Rex standing around looking somber.

"Where's my brother?" I ask with concern.

Anakin sighed and gestured to the room. "He's in there, but he's…catatonic."

I nodded. "I'm not surprised…give me a few minutes."

I brushed past them and paused at the door to my brother's hospital room before opening it. My brother was sitting in his bead, with bandages wrapped around his one hand, and small cuts appeared on his face. He had dried blood on his face as well, but in the back of my mind, I knew it wasn't his…I knew whose blood it was…and in the back of my mind, I am grateful that my brother is alive, but the fact that I know whose blood it is, shook me to the core.

"Korkie?" I softly asked as I walked in and closed the door. "Are you alright?"

I was given no answer. He stared at me with a blank and lifeless look in his eyes…like the one I had when our mother died. I know what it's like to go through grief, I'm still going through it myself. I carefully walked over to the left side of his bed and sat down on it. I carefully reached out to grab his right hand, and just as my fingertips brushed the top of his hand, he jerked it away.

"He died because of me." He began. "He's dead because of me."

I shook my head. "He is not dead because of you, Fox died protecting you from being killed."

During the assignment, overtaking a base, while on the hunt for Admiral Trench, something occurred with Tup, a member of Anakin's battalion…he ended up killing Tiplar, in front of her own sister, and was about to kill my brother, but because I asked Fox from my battalion (not the Coruscant Guard's Fox) to accompany my brother to ensure he was safe, Tup fired his blaster at my brother, but instead, Fox took the shot instead, which ended up killing him. Of course, I was sad that Fox is dead, but I feel worse for my brother, as he never experienced trauma like this…at least he never had to.

"I saw this." He murmured. "I could've prevented it."

"What could've you prevented?" I asked.

"Fox and Tiplar from dying…this is all my fault." He began. "I dreamt of this."

I sat up straighter and turned to face him.

"What do you mean you dreamt of this?" I asked in confusion.

We had been talking about our dreams to each other more, as for some of them, we dreamt the same thing, but we've also been doing it as a coping method to deal with all of our combined trauma. The only thing is that he never mentioned this to me.

"I dreamt of it when I was a child." He explained finally turning to look me in the eyes. "It was before I knew your mother was my mother, it was before you started to go with the Jedi, and it was before our mother died. It didn't make sense to me, and I thought it was just one of those mindless dreams…I never thought it would become real."

I sighed. "I know what it is like. I dreamt of Maul as a child and I never knew what it meant, until now."

"What does this mean?" He asked looking at me again. "Am I going to be deemed insane? And deemed a mental case? I heard them say I was going to be under evaluation and off missions until further notice."

I sighed. He was afraid that he was going to end up being place in psychiatric evaluation…just like me. His distrust in the Jedi Council was evident, and I don't blame him…he's scared. I carefully gave him a hug, and much to my surprise he returned it. He was scared to show his emotions because he didn't know what the Council will do.

"It'll all be ok." I whispered as we pulled out of the hug.

"What're you going to do?" He asked.

"Do what I always do…fix things." I said with a small smile as I stood up before walking out of his room.

As soon as I walked out, I started heading down the hall and immediately walked out of the medical facility, practically disgusted with the words my brother told me. He's afraid of the council…he's afraid of what they'll do to him…that poor boy.

Instead of heading back to the apartment (which would be empty as Zara was away on Senate matters), I instead decided to head to the Jedi Temple, as I knew in the back of my mind, I knew my brother wanted answers...and frankly, so did I. As soon as I got to the temple, anger filled my system, and as I got closer to the Council's chamber, the angrier I got. I practically kicked down the door to the Council's chamber and surprisingly was met with the Council mid-discussion and Anakin and Rex standing in the center of the room.

"Ro, what's wrong?" Anakin asked in confusion.

"Why are you placing my brother under psychiatric evaluation?" I asked with slight anger and annoyance present in my voice.

"Psychiatric evaluation?" Anakin asked in disbelief before turning back to the council. "What is she talking about?"

"The Council believes that your brother needs to be placed on leave until further notice…due to his…abilities." Windu explained.

I frowned. "Abilities? Or are you placing him on leave to ensure that he doesn't turn into me?"

The entire room fell silent. I knew it. They feared him.

"We want to take any precautions necessary…" Windu began.

"Precautions? Or preventative measures?" I asked in annoyance. "My brother is nothing like me. He has never had the exposure that I have had…why are you placing him in isolation. The last thing he needs is to fall into a state of depression…especially at his age."

"He is 21…"Windu began.

"He's a kid!" I practically yelled. "I can't believe that just because of one mission, you are placing him under evaluation…especially when he did nothing wrong."

"He witnessed the death of a Jedi Master and a Clone Commander." Ki-Adi interrupted.

"And if Commander Fox hadn't stepped in, my brother would be dead." I countered before glancing to Obi-Wan who let out a quiet sigh. I then turned my attention back to the rest of the Council.

"And yet another Clone has been lost." Shak-TI replied. "I understand that you were close to him, as he led your battalion…"

I held up my right hand. "Don't try to twist this around and make it so that I am obsessed with everyone I know who is dead. Yes, he did lead my battalion, but that doesn't solve the fact that you are willing to place my innocent brother into psychiatric evaluation and put him into a mental ward all because he witnessed the death of two people? My brother is petrified on what's going to happen to him, because he saw what you all did to me."

"We took evasive measures Princess." Windu explained. "And I believe it is time for you to calm down so that we may be able to continue our discussion."

I frowned in disgust. This discussion made me 10 times angrier. I can't believe that they are saying that because my brother was assigned to this mission, he now must live with the consequences of it. Fucking bullshit.

I stormed out of the Council chamber and began to head back to the apartment. I was furious, and I had every right to be. This was it. I can't believe that it's come to this. I can't do this anymore…I can't deal with all of the lies and gaslighting and mind manipulation, I'm done. As soon as I got back to the apartment, I immediately contacted Cid…I needed to get far, far, far, away from Coruscant and right now, Ord Mantell was the best place to go. I didn't want to tell anyone on where I was going, as I didn't know how long I would be gone, and or what I was doing.

Geenine rolled over to me and moaned and I glanced at her in confusion.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

She moaned again before plugging into the HoloNet, and what appeared on the screen made my eyes widen in horror. The headline read: 501st Trooper plotting to kill the Chancellor, dead.

Fives was dead.

Ok, this was the final straw. I'm over everything…and everyone. Fuck the Council. Fuck the Jedi. Fuck the Chancellor. Fuck the Republic. Fuck Everyone.

I walked into my room, knelt in front of the large trunk at the foot of my bed, and grabbed the small bag in there. I then started to grab the rest of the contents of the chest and place them into the bag which included about 500,000 credits, med supplies, a couple small weapons that I stole over the years, along with some minor essentials. I closed the trunk and grabbed a black hooded jacket to place over my blonde head so I could leave the planet without being noticed. I looked over to Geenine and sighed before plugging in a hard drive into her port and retrieving all of the information with regards to my criminal history along with our little side trip to Utapau and all the information I gathered from there. Once all the information was downloaded, I sighed.

"Alright Geenine." I explained. "Time to record a message."

Geenine beeped in agreement, and I took a deep breath as the video began.

1 hour Later

It was now pouring rain as I cautiously walked through the shipyard dodging Clone patrols left and right, as I said before, I wanted no one to know I was leaving. I couldn't wait to get off the planet. For the first time in a very long time, I'd be flying my starfighter without Geenine. Instead of taking her with me, I decided to leave her with Korkie, hence why I made her record a message addressed to him…and only him.

Just as I was about to get into my ship, I felt someone watching me.

"What do you want?" I ask, clearly knowing who was behind me.

"What are you doing?" I heard Obi-Wan's voice ask from behind me.

I turn around to see him with a look of disappointment on his face.

I gestured to the shipyard. "What does it look like I'm doing? Drafting Senate bills?"

He sighed. "I didn't think they pushed you this far."

"I've lost faith in the Council ever since I was put into a Republic prison for trying to help Ahsoka get off the planet." I explained. "The only person who sort of understands my mental state…the only people really, are you and Anakin…but when it comes to politics, Anakin always takes the Chancellor's side."

"Anakin and the Chancellor are close." He explained.

I huffed in dark amusement. "Yeah, I gathered that…are you here to try and stop me from leaving?"

He shook his head. "It's already in your mind…there's no stopping you now…but promise me this."

"What?" I ask quietly.

"Take care of yourself…and if you need anything…please, don't hesitate to contact me." He explained.

"Ok." I nonchalantly replied. "But promise me this?"

He looked at me in question, not knowing what was going to come out of my mouth.

"Take care of my brother." I quietly explained and he immediately nodded.

"May the Force be with you." He murmured quietly as I got into my starfighter. He probably didn't want me to hear it, but most likely forgot in the spur of the moment. As I began to pilot the starfighter off the planet, I hoped with every power that my brother had received my message.

Meanwhile in the Medical Facility

Third Person's POV

"Alright Geenine, play the video." Korkie said with sadness and Geenine beeped in agreement before a hologram of Aurora appeared.

"Korkie." She said with a small smile. "If Geenine is playing this message, it means that I have left Coruscant, and any association I have with the Jedi. I will be honest, the only reason I stayed as long as I did was for your sake more than mine. After the death of our mother, I…I just want you to be safe. That's all I've ever wanted really. You have been there for me through so many triumphs and hardships, that I feel like I am a burden to you and Zara. I care about you both so much, so for that reason, I have decided to leave the planet. I want you to know that I did this out of my love and appreciation for you both, and that all I want is to keep you safe. Please don't come and find me, if anything, I'll come to you when I'm ready. But I want you to remember this before I end this stupid call…never let anyone push you down…especially all those old people in the Senate and on the Council, always fight for what you believe in."

And then the hologram turned off.