Time's up! (A Clone Wars Fanfic)

Part 2- Flying

It's been a while since Melian became a padawan. She fit pretty well in that role. But she still couldn't remember exactly how long has it been. So she decided to ask her master.
"Master! How long has it been since I became your padawan?" she yelled across the Resolute, hoping her master would hear her or she would have to get up. She really didn't want to get up, it was so comfortable.
"I don't know Melian! At least 4 months!" Already 4 months? Time is flying!

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Time skip: 2 hours
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They had a mission: fly to a distant planet to check on its people because there was a word that Separatists took over. Melian was a bit nervous about flying, just 'cause it was her first time.
"So master, what will I be flying?"
"Flying? No, you won't be flying anything" he answered with a chuckle.
"I'm not going? But master-"
"I didn't say you're not going, I just said you aren't flying." she hated when he did that.
"What will I be doing then?" she raised an eyebrow, not seeing where this is going.
"You'll be my gunner". That was disappointing.
"Fine. Can I fly the next time?",
Anakin sighed
"Listen. Flying is pretty complicated. And you're still pretty young. I'm not letting you take that risk, at least not yet. In a few months, or a year we'll see"
Melian didn't like it, but she understood, everything he said was true.
"Well then, I'll be the best gunner you've ever had!"
Melian said while running to the ship Anakin will be flying. She hopped into the gunner's seat, and pretended to shoot someone. It made both her master and Rex laugh. She was glad she got rid of that tension.

And they're off to space. Melian absouletly adored traveling thru hyperspace, it always calmed her down and she could forget about all her worries. Well, not all, but some.
"So master, what planet are we going to anyway?"
"We're going to Coyn"
"Hm, what a weird name, don't you think?" she asked her master. To Melian's surprise, Anakin didn't answer
"Master?".
That's weird, he never... Melian could sense something... pain... hatred... evil. "You sense it too, don't you Melian?"
"I do... what is it though?" she asked, both curious and worried.
"I don't know. We'll find out when we land". At that exact moment, they went out of hyperspace and got ready to land.

Anakin, some pilots and Melian all exited their ships. The ground was soft, but they didn't fall through it. Anakin and Melian took their lightsabers off of their belts, but didn't turn them on. They were waiting. For what, they didn't know.

They were walking around the planet for, at least an hour, trying to find the natives. There were supposed to be Coynites, millions of them. There was no one. Their scanners didn't detect any life forms. This was bad. Really bad.
"Master, where could've the Coynites disappear? The archives said there were millions of them"
"There was word that the Separatists are here, maybe..." he stopped. Melian knew what was happening. He sensed and heard something. And so did she. Then, out of nowhere, a battalion of droids.
"Oh scrag..."