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Almost 3 years later
It was her 5th birthday.
The Clone War had started just a few months earlier after Obi-Wan's mission to Kamino went wrong. Now the Jedi were being used by the Republic as Generals in the Grand Army of the Republic, or GAR.
She and her friends were gathered in the mess hall of her Venator in a mini celebration. Her mother had been unable to make it but had sent her present with Plo Koon and his Wolfpack (they did not bring the whole 104th). Obi-Wan and Anakin had arrived together with the 212th and 501st on their Venators. Only a handful of the 501st and 212th soldiers were with them along with a group of her men and the 99 squad.
As they ate their food and chatted among themselves, Alexandra couldn't help but flex her prosthetic arm. Anakin had helped make it for her after she lost it in a fight with Count Dooku in the First Battle of Geonosis. Her dark brown tunic covered most of it but her hand was exposed as she didn't have her glove on. She closed her eyes and thought back to that day...
Alexandra hid behind a pillar and watched as Anakin and Obi-Wan confronted Dooku. She stayed hidden as Anakin unsuccessfully charged at Dooku and as Obi-Wan took him on himself. She continued to hide when Anakin charged again but leapt out when Anakin was disarmed and thrown to Obi-Wan's side.
Alexandra jumped over Dooku and landed in front of Anakin and Obi-Wan. A quick glance behind and a nod from Obi-Wan was all she needed to start attacking.
Jumping and dodging in the way Master Yoda had taught her to take advantage of her smaller stature she sparred with Dooku. The sheer speed sent her stumbling many times but she kept up and kept fighting. As she tumbled through the air towards Anakin and Obi-Wan again, she saw Dooku charge up for a lighting attack. As it came towards her she caught and reflected it back but was thrown back by the force of it.
Dooku stalked over to her. His attacks suddenly became brutal, but still efficient. Alexandra struggled to defend herself. In one swift attack, he opened her guard and cut off her arm at the elbow. He used the Force to drag her to Anakin and Obi-Wan. At that moment Yoda came in. Using Dooku's distraction to her advantage, she dragged herself over to her lightsaber and threw it over him and to Yoda...
Someone coming up behind her shook her out of her thoughts.
"Hello, Master," Ahsoka's cheerful voice came from the side.
Alexandra recalled being made a master for her 'valiant' fight with Dooku shortly after they returned to Coruscant.
"Hello, Ahsoka," Alexandra answered.
"We're ready to open presents if you are?"
"Of course," Alexandra said, more solemnly than she had intended to. "Lead the way."
"You sure you're okay, Master?"
"I'm fine, 'Soka. Let's go see what they got me."
They all gathered around a table with a handful of gifts. The first she opened were from her parents. Anakin had gotten her a tool to tinker with her arm and Padme got her a traditional Nabooian ring on a chain. Padme had managed to get five minutes to join them on a holo-call. She thanked them both before turning to the gifts from the Clones. Each clone commander had gotten her a piece of armour. The thing was that although she was a general, she did not have her own battalion to lead. Instead, she worked with whatever battalion or squad was most suited.
Cody got her a shoulder pouldron with the orange colour of the 212th. Hunter got her a shoulder pouldron with the Bad Batch skull on it in white with the rest covered in the same grey as their armour. Rex got her a left vambrace and gauntlet in the colours of the 501st battalion and Wolffe got her a right vambrace and gauntlet with the colours and symbol of the Wolfpack.
She would treasure these for the rest of her life.
A shockwave shook the Venator. Everyone jumped into action. Cody, Rex, Anakin, Ahsoka and Obi-Wan all ran off with their men to get back to their Venators. Plo Koon, the Wolfpack and the Bad Batch ran to the bridge.
Alexandra threw on the armour and shoved the other gifts into a little alcove she hid in the mess hall. She picked up her lightsaber from the floor after it had rolled off the table. The intricate hilt felt comforting and familiar in her hand, even though she held it in her prosthetic.
She caught up with Plo Koon and the others as they reached the bridge.
"Update?" Alexandra asked as she reached Tarkin.
"Separatists, General," Tarkin answered. "Coming at us from all sides."
"Launch the fighters." Alexandra turned to Plo Koon and with a nod, they were off towards their fighters.
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FanfictionDISCONTINUED READ THE A/N BEFORE STARTING THE STORY IT CONTAINS IMPORTANT INFORMATION NO SMUT/LEMON, MIGHT HAVE SOME TORTURE SCENES AND SWEARING LATER This is the story of Alexandra Skywalker: Daughter of the Chosen One, the Youngest Jedi Master in...