What is happening, Magnusites? I have been wanting to start this book for a long time. Here, I shall be known as Slade. But many throughout the galaxy know me as Raven. Slade is Palpatine's apprentice and also serves as Dooku's best general, next to...
I was flying into space in my ship. I was on my way to help Anakin and the padawans return the Huttlet to Jabba on Tattooine. For I knew that there was a fleet of droid ships waiting for them. And right as I left the atmosphere of Teth, my suspicions were correct. While successful in catching up with the Twilight, I saw some Vulture droids chasing after them.
'No. I will not allow them to hurt Ahsoka. Those filthy Separatists murdered my family, and now I am going to make them pay for what they've done.' I thought.
I pressed a button on the control stick that is used to pilot my ship, and a gun came out of the bottom.
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I lock onto the Vulture Droids that are pursuing the Twilight, and put my index finger on the trigger. As soon as I locked onto my target, I immediately pulled the trigger and began shooting at the Vulture Droids with deadeye accuracy.
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The lasers hit the Vulture Droids and the droids were blown to scrap.
Ahsoka's POV
I was onboard the freighter Twilight with Braedey and master Skywalker. Things were not getting any better. Vulture Droids were shooting at us. And to make matters worse, Stinky was getting sicker by the minute.
"Master, there's a medical facility not far from here. I think we need to pay it a visit." I said.
"We can make it to Tattooine." Anakin replied.
"No master Skywalker, Ahsoka's right. The Huttlet is looking greener than he's supposed to be, and that's not good. If he doesn't get any medicine soon, he'll die. And unfortunately, we won't make it to Tattooine before then." Braedey replied.
Master Skywalker looked at the Huttlet. By judging the expression on his face, I could tell that he hated to admit I was right.
"I guess you're right. At that kind of rate, he'll never make it home before he dies." He said.
