Star Wars Fanfic - The Padawan Path

Chap. 18 - The Crude Truth

Roy's situation could not be more precarious. Mortally wounded by five shots to his abdomen and chest, even with three of those powerful B2-RT droids around him and his back against the wall. If he was able to use the Force it was enough to attract the droids as they flew and destroy them, but if he moved he knew that he would be shot in the back. His two lightsabers spun around him in a deadly dance that did their best to reflect the blaster fire against the droids themselves, but his armor was so hard that they seemed to mock him, and worst of all, the factory was seen below.

The ground was increasingly unstable, and Roy fought against every force of nature to maintain his balance while avoiding death at the hands of the droids, which, being in mid-flight, were not affected by the rumbling of the area. The temperature was getting higher and higher, and the huge pieces of metal and debris fell dangerously on his head. This would surely be the end of the young Padawan, in a dark cavern that would become his own tomb, but the Force had another destiny for him.

Suddenly, the sound of a third saber was heard, which quickly caught everyone's attention as one of the B2-RT droids was cut in half by the overwhelming force of the one wielding it. It was then that Roy saw a glimmer of hope.

Roy: - Master... -

Pablo arrived on the scene in an epic entrance. His sweaty, angry face showed as the two halves of the droid fell to the sides, the bubbling molten metal from the devastating force of the lightsaber making way for his angry gaze. Pablo fell next to his student and quickly used the force to attract a second rocket droid to cut it in two with his saber, the same moment that Roy took advantage of to jump forward and destroy the third and final droid. Only to then fall to his own knees as the adrenaline suddenly stopped running through his body and his injuries began to take effect.

Pablo did not hesitate for a second. The ceiling was falling on them and he had to get out of there as soon as possible. Being an amphibious species, the Jedi master was extremely affected by the infernal heat and his body suffered, but not as much as his heart.

The teacher took the student and placed him on his shoulders. He gave her a look of combined concern and annoyance, glanced at his mauve lightsaber, and then back at it.

Pablo: - You have a lot to explain... Young padawam... -

Roy: - Master... I... -

Pablo: - But not now. Now we must escape from here. You can walk? -

Roy: - Yes... don't worry about me. Come on. -

It was incredible to see how Roy was able to move without even complaining. Pablo quickly noticed the five gunshot marks on his student's body and feared for his life, but the fact that Roy didn't complain was very impressive. Or failing that, he was so close to death that he was not even able to feel any pain.

His difficult journey through the ducts and walkways that had not yet collapsed was quite an odyssey. The floor beneath his feet shook violently, forcing them to desperately seek balance before moving forward. All while they avoided the increasingly larger rock fragments.

Pablo did his best to clear the way, using the Force to move or deflect debris in his path. Taking impressive leaps with his Padawan in tow, and all while his body suffered the bitter effects of the scorching heat. And to make matters worse, remnants of molten metal began to fall like deadly drops of hell on their heads.

There was little left. Pablo was already able to see the passage through which he reached the interior of the factory, the same one in which he met Sergeant Collin and who explained to him what was happening.

He himself had taken control of his troops and marched forward when he saw that the droid armies leaving the base of the mountain stopped, taking advantage of the subtle gap that the enemy formations suffered in their sector to advance forward as soon as they could. he could. He knew something had happened, and he knew Roy was involved.