Cut and Run

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  Calista was somewhere she didn't recognize. A hot planet with lava everywhere, it looked like an old separatist base. Then she heard him. His voice. Oh how she missed his voice.  "It's over Anakin! I have the high ground."

Anakin is here? She thought to herself. What was her father and the person she considered her brother doing here? "You underestimate my power!"

Calista is confused, when she sees Anakin. That's not the boy who helped her during her padwan training. That's not the same guy who stuck up for her when the order tried to accuse her of a crime. In truth she didn't recognize this person at all.

This wasn't her Anakin.
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Calista sprung up from her sleep. Heavily breathing, she put her hand on her heart. She remembered the technique Rex had taught her when she first started having panic attacks in through your nose out through your mouth.
Once she calmed down enough, she went out into the cockpit. She saw Tech steering the ship. As she move further. Hunter and Echo were there pressing random buttons on the back of the ship.

Hunter sighs, moving closer to Echo." Well, this is a first."

Calista moved behind Hunter and Echo. She wanted to speak to not scare them. But she could tell Hunter already knew she was there. She saw Wrecker and Omega asleep on the floor, Omega across from Wrecker. Wrecker held Lula in his arms. She smiled softly. She made a silent promise to herself that she would protect Omega with her life. Even if it meant trading for hers. She barely knows the girl but she wants to protect her from the dangers. She wants her to live the life she never had.

"Inspecting every corner of the ship finally tired her out." Echo's comment made her laugh. Echo flinched slightly not realizing she was behind him. Hunter didn't flinch at all, he just turned his head to look at her. He gave her a faint smile before looking back at Omega and Wrecker.

"Yeah, she's curious. I'll give her that."Calista saw Echo turn to Hunter a look of worry on his face.

Echo tried to speak in a whisper. He looked at Calista. She took that as him and Hunter needed a moment of privacy so she walked toward Tech. Stopping so she could hear the conversation. She somehow knew Echo was going to talk about her. "Hunter, Omega's a child, Calista is a teenager. What are we gonna do with them?"

She tried not to think about it too much. Does Echo really want her gone? She was getting lost in her mind. Tech's voice interrupted her thoughts. "We are coming up in Saleucami."

Calista sat behind Tech. Looking at the planet. She always loved flying in space. Looking at the beautiful planets. Anakin always made it fun for her, even if they crashed a couple times. Her father was not happy when Anakin would crash with her with him. She didn't mind though. As long as she got to be surrounded by the people she cared for. The Marauder landed. Of course as always Hunter walked out first. With his heightened senses he could always be the first one to tell if there was danger nearby or not.

Omega and Calista stopped before getting off looking at the amazing scenery. Calista saw the dirt on the ground, the trees swaying in the wind in the sun in her face. The smell of fresh air. Oh she missed going on missions. She slowly walked down the stairs stepping next to Tech, who smiled softly at her. She looked back up at Omega who was still standing there. Omega finally walked down the stairs. Wrecker turned around confused. "What's with her?"

Omega smelled the fresh air. She knelt in the dirt picking some of it up in her hand. "Whoa. What is this?"

"That would be dirt." Calista smacked Tech on his arm. He gave her a faint ow. Rubbing his arm.

"It's amazing." Calista smiled again. She found it funny that Omega got excited over dirt. Omega reminded her of Ashoka. Oh how she missed her.

She heard a roar of thunder. Covering her ears quickly before looking at the sky. A storm was coming in. Hunter looked at Calista. He wanted to ask her if she was okay. But didn't want to press it too much. "Come on. Let's get moving."

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