Chapter 3 Part 1

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After making a stop on another planet, which name I don’t remember, it was time the head to Coruscant. Another person came along. I met him briefly as I walked with Ahsoka through the corridors of the ship. He was a kind man who greeted us when we came to meet. As I looked at him, I couldn’t help but think back to my family. Mostly to my older brother. He might have resembled him if he would have lived longer. When the change in my body happened, it was awkward to be with my brother since now it looked as if I was the older sibling. He didn’t treat me differently, but we had to keep our sibling games private since it looked weird for a grown woman to call the younger man a big brother.

Then, an alarm sounded, and the entire ship was in action. Soldiers running and many noises surrounded me. I almost had a panic attack since it all reminded me of the massacre of my clan. I was able to snap out of it when Ahsoka pulled my arm and told me to go with the man we had talked to. In all that confusion, I had missed his name but still did what Ahsoka said. I followed him and two clone troopers to other corridors. From time to time, the man asked if I was alright. We kept running as we had to get to a hall near the escape pods. It was secure and meant for civilians.

On the way there, however, we saw someone trying to break into the ship. Someone was welding their way into the ship's interior. When they got through all that came in were droids. Instantly, we were pushed to the side as more clone troopers came to fight against the droids. I had never seen a battle so close before and it was terrifying. Two soldiers tried to move me and the man to a safer place. But then he came to the view. General Grievous. I didn’t forget how terrifying he is. While the droids were fighting clones, Grievous walked through the corridor to somewhere else.

“Inform the Jedi masters that Grievous is on the ship.” the man said.

“Senator, our coms are jammed. And we have to get you to safety first.” Trooper said.

I and the Senator were brought to another corridor but it was linked with the one that Grievous was going through now. We tried to get past without being caught but that didn’t work.

“Hey, isn’t that the human woman who threw excrement on you, general?” One droid asked.

We were found. Grievous didn’t pay attention to the soldiers or the Senator they were protecting. His eyes landed on me in an instant the droid mentioned me.

“You!”

He still remembered. Two things came to mind. One; he was most angry with me because of the incident with Bantha dung. Two; if I'd stay with the Senator he would be in trouble too, and three soldiers were not enough to protect him and me from Grievous. I didn’t recall everything but I did remember that the Senator had a message to the Senate, something about a crisis on another planet, and a plea for help. He had to get back to Coruscant. I wasn’t even meant to be on board. So, I did one thing I was capable of, running.

Seeing that I separated from the group and run away from him, was all Grievous needed to go after me. He was pretty angry with me. I heard the Senator shout after me but I was concentrated on where I was running. If I could lure Grievous where the Jedi were then maybe things could get better. I recall Ahsoka saying that she was heading to the docking area to help her master. Then maybe they were still there.

I ran as fast as I had ever run before. I wasn’t looking back just hearing the sound of the metal limbs hitting the floor told me enough about how he was still behind me. I heard him get close and just when I was missing a few more turns I slipped. I fell to the floor and it was enough for Grievous to catch me. He quickly caught me by the collar and lifted me till our eyes met. I was in trouble.

“Remember me, girl?” He asked. “I recall more than what you did back at the refugee camp. Didn’t you or the Jedi wonder why I was there?”

I didn’t like this, what was he referring to? Didn’t he attack the camp to draw the Jedi out? But it was true there were three camps and the one I was, in was for those ready to leave. If he wanted more desperate hostages then the other two camps were bigger and filled with children and people who had no way out. Why is it?

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