As The World Caves In: An Avengers / Star Wars Story

we stand together

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As though on cue, the world flashes bright blue as I am blown against a metal wall. A hole appears in the ground below me sending me plummeting into the darkness underneath.

      One battle to the next.

My back folds over a rock, sending a wave of pain blocking out my other senses through my body. The compound around me vibrates and shakes underneath each unseen blow of force. My leg feels wet, it it the only thing that I can feel through the pain blurring my vision, but I cannot tell if it is my own or the others. I roll my eyes open, coming to in order to check the injury through the ringing in my ears. I expect the blood on my leg to feel heavy and warm on my fingers not the cold, trickling sensation I find. The wetness travels, rising up my loose leg. I struggle back into a sitting position, shaking my head as I bring myself to my elbow. I bring myself up fully, reaching for the lightsaber lying inches away, but my hand splashes. The cold sends a shock through my nerves, regenerating my system.

I look down to find my hand dropped in rushing water from an exposed pipe. I look at my surroundings, taking in the small hole I seem to have found myself in, the cavern quickly becoming filled with the rushing water. A shudder chases down me as I grab my lightsaber, pulling myself back to my feet. I slap my hand against my head to stop the ringing and look around.

The light it dull, dusting only from a few holes graceful enough to lend me light in the shallow cave. As I stand, I feel the water against my mid calf. I clip my lightsaber to my belt and pat around my belt. I feel a wave of relief wash over me when my hand grabs the stim pack. Sloshing through the water, I move to the walls, crossing to the lowest and closest hole. It is small, far too small for me to fit through and my mind already burns from the pain of the others, what they must be feeling. My heart drops. Padmé. I reach my hand to my ear.

"Is anyone hurt? Padmé? Anyone!" I call into the comlink. There is nothing but fuzz. I drop my head, letting my hand rest on the hole. This is not fair. We won. It should be over. We won. Just as we won the Clone Wars.

You are a murderer. TRAITOR.

I slam my hand against the rock. I need to break free. Again and again I punch, hoping that it will break me out. Let the Force out. But it is weak here. Nothing like my home. Nothing like home. The water rises to my mid thigh. The cold sends shivers up my body.

WHAM! WHAM!

We won. I thought that then too. My hand hurts but I do not care as I whack the wall again.

      The water is at my waist.

WHAM!

We won. As he stood there over my master's corpse. His yellow eyes glaring at me. My friend was, is, dead, taken over by a stranger.

      The water is at my belly button.

WHAM!

We won. As he stood before me on the train, blasters raised to me. Calling me what I was. What I am. He lied to me. I loved him and he fired upon me.

      The water is just below my chest.

WHAM!

We won. As she faked her death to escape here, away from the man she loved. The man who would have left the order for her. She abandoned her children and left me to take care of them.

      The water is at my collarbones.

     WHAM!

       We won. As I smiled at my brother only for him to be caught in a explosion, executed by Kyr'tsad. Death Watch. I was able to stop the force of the explosion around me, keeping it from me. But, Nex? I could not save him. Ironically, my life was supposed to begin for the Jedi when his ended, for only a few days later did Qui Gon come for me.