"That's my seat!" I yell, running to the cockpit. Obi-Wan keeps flying, and I glare at him. "Move. That's my spot."
He continues to pilot, and ignores me.
"Would you move so I can pilot?!?" I ask.
"I'm busy getting us out of here!" Kenobi responded. "Now which of these is the main thrusters?"
"Those!" I point to several levers and a joystick.
"Thanks!" He says, trying to dodge missiles shot from the jetpacks of Darth Watch soldiers.
"Would you move?!?" I finally reach over him and push a button that sends more fuel to the engine.
"Thanks!" He keeps trying to fly.
"Can I have my seat back?" My fingers dance across a data screen, and a red light flashes. "We've been hit in the right wing!" I tell him.
"I know!" Obi-Wan tells me.
"If I was piloting, I would have it fixed by now!" I tell him.
Finally, Obi-Wan surrenders the pilot seat. I grinned as I slide in, and Obi-Wan keeps a hand on the data screens while I maneuver the ship past buildings and explosions.
"You have a fleet of Mandalorian ships behind you!" Obi-Wan reports.
"I know!" I push the right thrusters, executing a banking turn to the left.
"Is this your ship?" He asks.
"Duh! I'm the pilot!" I tell him. We exit Sundari, and the surrounding white plains glow eerie silver.
My ship is hit again, and we hear the engine groan.
"You are still being chased!" Obi-Wan panicked.
"I know!" I put all my focus into dodging the flying missiles. I twist and turn, flipping the ship belly up once or twice. "Ok, when I say, hit the green button, then push the red one!" I tell Obi-Wan.
"What?"
"Now!" I say.
Obi-Wan finds the buttons, and obeys me. The ship shoots out two green beams, and I yell, "awww yeah!" As the lasers flash through the Mandalorian ships behind us.
Yellow explosions illuminate the sky behind us, and I flew up toward space. "You still have two following!" Obi-wan said.
"Calm down, Kenobi!" I can't use the laser trick again, but...
I flip a lever, and the Midday Star goes spiraling toward the ground. I put my hands behind my head and lean back in mock carelessness. Waiting until we are a hundred feet until impact, I pull the ship up until I face my enemies. "This is for Mother and Mandalore!" I yell, the blaster on my left wing shooting up. I miss.
"You pilot like Anakin," Kenobi grumbles. I snort.
Ok... Over dramatic and not as epic as I thought.
Groaning in frustration, I wait for the other ships to start shooting, one flying right toward me on the right, and one flying straight towards us on the left, before I try something. Flying straight up, I see the ships destroy each other with their shots.
I skim the Midday Star across the plain, and see a fuel reserve. Shooting it, I blow it up.
"What was that for?" Obi-wan asked.
"Celebration! It was fun!" I say, nervously laughing. "Don't tell Mom."
"Satine... is your mother?" He asks as I fly toward the stars.
"Yup!" I answer, popping the 'p'.
We leave the atmosphere, and I set a course for Shili. A place I know.
Obi-wan is still shocked, and he finally sits down in the co-pilot's seat. "And you have a lightsaber?" He asks.
"Oh yeah, here's yours." I pull out his and my lightsaber, and hand them to him.
"Who trained you?" He was practically interrogating me!
"To fight? My foster mother and my older friends." I turn the switch to hyperspace, and watch the swirling blues twist by.
"With a lightsaber." He made his question more specific.
"It's just instinct, I guess." I tell him, shrugging.
"You will tell me your past." He flows his fingers through the air. I feel the tug on my mind, but I blink as the fog tries, and with a bit of concentration, I resist it.
"What are you doing? Trying to make me tell you stuff?" I smirk. "That trick won't work, sorry General Kenobi."
I almost laughed at his face. He was absolutely baffled.
"How old are you?" He asks.
"Fourteen. What's it with you and questions?" I stand up.
"Just curious." He says.
"I'm gonna go check on Mom." I tell him, glancing back to see him watching me with an utterly confused face, still holding my lightsaber.
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The Daughter Of The Duchess And The Jedi.
FanfictionShe didn't know who she really was until about two years ago. And now, fourteen year old Shalena Kenobi is training hard with her lightsaber she stole from a vendor in the black market using the force. But dreams of death and sith brothers haunt her...
