Watch and Wait {Cal Kestis}

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|Jedi Purge|

"Execute Order 66."

Those three simple words rang through the very young padawan's mind, as she deflected blaster bolts back at the once loyal Clone troopers who had defended them. Jessa fired the bolts back at their owners as she ran.

She raced alongside her Master Taron Malicos towards the escape pods of their ship.

Jessa Anaxes was this padawan's name and she was a rare find among padawan learners. At just ten years old, she had been chosen to join in the war effort against the Separatists, and she had been chosen by Master Taron Malicos, a legendary duelist.

One of, if not the youngest padawans ever chosen, Jessa had become quite a fighting force to be reckoned with. Jessa was the padawan to beat, the others had always joked of her. The young girl from Coruscant was about as studious as a young child could get.

When the others were just causing chaos and gallomping around the Jedi Temple that was their home, Jessa had always preferred to have her nose in a book, or her lightsaber in her hand as she tried to learn more about the different fighting styles, and which of them were better suited to work in conjunction or all together.

So much so that when some of the older padawans would return from the war-effort, they would often find her training on her own or sometimes the padawans would catch her on the sidelines, where she was studying the fighting styles and techniques that the certain teachers taught their younger apprentices.

Eventually, when it finally reached the point of them getting the idea, the padawans had begun to teach her tips and tricks of their fighting styles for her to practice on her own.

Which at the moment, now twelve year old Jessa was using to defend her and her Master. Her padawan braid of natural purple and gold hair, it was snapping in the wind

Jessa dove to the side to avoid the blaster bolts, as her Master, General Taron Malicos, dealt with the Clones that were currently trying to kill them both, despite havin' worked alongside them for over a year now at least.

"Master, we're trapped!" She warned and he started backing up much more defensively, as Jessa tried to work the locks through the Force.

"Take over!" Master Taron Malicos ordered and Jessa activated her two lightsabers with a loud buzzing hum and they glowed green, the symbol of the Jedi Consular.

Jessa lunged forward and starting cutting down clone troopers, as she took out the first line and started once again, backing up toward her Master.

"I have got it!" Her Master called out triumphantly as Jessa stepped back a bit more, until she was at the yawning mouth of the escape pod, which had at least to her, always seemed small.

That is, until she was actually supposed to get into one of them and then naturally, it was when they would seem huge. Jessa felt a blaster bolt hit her shoulder and she cried out with pain.

She dropped her twin green lightsabers and it was only then that she felt a firm shove with the Force and she was tossed backward into the escape pod.

As she heard the door sliding shut behind her, between her and the ship as a whole, she spotted her Master still fighting the clones.

"Master!" She shouted in terror and Taron Malicos slammed his fist onto the button, as Jessa shouted and she felt the escape pod eject and she was flying out into space, alone.

Jessa tried to focus her mind, as she was trying to determine where it was that her pod had been sent to go. But it was no use, her mind was still on her Master, fighting the Clone army that had fought side by side with them for years on end.