The Fall | Star Wars Prequel Trilogy

Chapter Seventeen

While Obi-Wan scolded Anakin both Skywalkers had caught sight of the mercenary's speeder under them. Now they were in free fall after it, angling themselves to grab onto it. Anakin was just barely holding onto the back while Alina landed on one of the forward forceps. Summoning her lightsaber to her hand she attempted to block the blasts shot at her by the mercenary but one of her shots grazed last a her hand, she hissed in pain, biting back a yell. She heard a short yell as Anakin was thrown off the speeder. Quickly, grabbing onto him she helped him onto the other forcep.

The mercenary tipped their speeder back to throw the two Padawans off. While flying past the window Alina managed to catch a glimpse of a face belonging to a green alien. While Anakin managed to get a hold on the roof Alina somehow managed to grab hold of the indicator lights at the back. She accepted her brother's hand as he helped her move forward onto the roof with him before igniting his lightsaber and stabbing it into the glass of the speeder, creating a hole as the mercenary shot at them. He moved his lightsaber out but it flew out of his hand due to the speed at that they were moving in. Alina bit back a sarcastic comment about their current predicament as Anakin reached down into the speeder through the hole he had caused. Alina couldn't see what was going on but she heard two blaster shots fire as Anakin pulled his hand out. That's when she spotted the fire in the dashboard. The crowd murmured loudly as the speeder came crashing down onto the path while the two Skywalkers did their best to hang on to it but eventually fell off a bit away from where the speeder crashed.

Alina got to her feet, breathing heavily as she tried to spot the speeder and the mercenary inside it. She caught sight of it as the mercenary stumbled out of the wrecked yellow vehicle. Both she and Anakin broke into a run, chasing after her. "Anakin! Alina!" Both of them stopped outside the club they'd seen her run into when they heard Obi-Wan call their name. He was rushing towards them with Sylvie. "He went into the club Master" Anakin stated. "Patience, use the force. Think" Obi-Wan said. "Sorry Master" He attempted to move into the club again. "He went into the club to hide not to run" Sylvie rationalized. Anakin nodded again "Yes Sylvie" Obi-Wan then drew the older Skywalker's lightsaber "Try not to lose it" he said before looking at Alina "And where is your lightsaber?" he asked. "It was knocked out of my hand when I got shot" She responded, showing him her cauterized hand. The Jedi knight looked down at her wound "It can wait until we catch her, the shot just grazed my hand" she assured. He nodded turning back towards the club "Those weapons are your life, try not to lose them" he said. "I try Master" Anakin said as they entered the club. "Why do I feel like you are going to be the death of me?" Obi-Wan asked. 

"Don't say that Master you're the closest thing me and Alina have to a father" Anakin stated. Alina nodded her agreement. "Then why don't you listen to me?" The Jedi knight asked. "I am trying" The older Skywalker insisted.  The four of them stopped, scouring the place for any sign of the Mercenary. "Can you see him?" Obi-Wan asked "I think he is a she" Anakin responded "I think he or she is a clawdite" Alina said. "Then we need to be extra careful, they could be anybody here" Sylvie stated. "Go and find her" Obi-Wan said, moving forward. "Where are you going Master?" The older Skywalker asked. "For a drink" He responded simply "Sylvie? Will you join me?"

Sylvie nodded, following Obi-Wan to the bar. Alina exchanged looks with Anakin, shrugging. "Split up?" she asked. "Split up" he agreed. She nodded, moving towards the right side of the room while Anakin took the left. She scanned the crowd in silence, unable to see anybody. Nobody bothered her as she pushed past a group of drunks. A group of people cheered, standing near a table of Sabacc. A few people on another table exchanged credits, if Alina had to guess it was over some sort of bet. She continued to look around the room, spotting Anakin walking amongst the crowd while Obi-Wan and Sylvie drank a blue drink that she figured was probably not alcoholic, neither of the two Jedi knights was a fan of alcohol.

She hadn't taken her attention off of them for even a second when she heard a short yell the sounds of two lightsabers igniting at once. Alina rushed through the crowds over to the source of the noise. She saw Obi-Wan and Sylvie grab onto either arm of the Clawdite mercenary. "Easy" Obi-Wan murmured as the crowd stared at the three Jedi and the mercenary. "Jedi business" Anakin announced "Go back to your drinks" Alina prompted. The Skywalkers then turned towards the door, following Obi-Wan, Sylvie and the Clawdite into a dark alleyway in which a lone rodian was traveling through. The Jedi knights set the mercenary down on the ground near the wall. "Do you know who it was that you were planning to kill?" Obi-Wan asked, holding onto her arm. "It Senator from Naboo" The Clawdite grunted. "Who hired you?" Sylvie asked. "It was just a job" she said but Alina picked up on the tremor in her voice, whoever it was, the mercenary was clearly scared of them. Anakin leaned closer "Who hired you, tell us" The Clawdite mercenary didn't respond. "Tell us now!" he snapped.

Th Clawdite stared at him for a moment. "It was a bounty hunter called-" she was cut off mid sentence when a dart fired out of nowhere and stuck itself in her neck. The four Jedi turned around to see who had fired it. They caught sight of a figure dressed in silver activate a jetpack, flying away before they could get a good look at him. They turned back to the Clawdite "Wee shahnit... sleemo" She muttered in Huttese as she shifted from the form she was in back to her original Clawdite self. And dead.

.  . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆