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The shield generator for the death star was now destroyed and now the fleet had started their run into the core of the death star. Javi and his squad of star fighters had approached the death star however getting past the empires fleet was next to impossible, atleast for all of them to slip through.

Both the rebels and the empires fleet had now started the giant laser filled conflict, beige a pilot was a terrifying life, never knowing when you're going to get hit by a random blast. Javi and his squad had tried their run down in between the two main star destroyers "form up, stay in formation" he calls through the ship Communicator to his squad to which they all check in with "copy"

They were flying at full speed through the gap however they had to fly past hundreds of lasers from the turrets and also watch out for imperial Tie fighters charging them down. Several of their squad got immediately shot down and destroyed, "Captain, we've already lost three fighters, we're down to only four of us" Javi stayed his course while his remaining fighters followed.

They were barely even through the blockade and already lost about half their squad, the way things were going they would never make it. "Break off" Javi called and him and his remaining squad members broke formation and continued fly towards the death star in separate paths.

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Clementine was getting more and more tired, her attacks becoming less focused and powerful and now slower and more predictable, meanwhile Vader being half machine still wasn't really tired at all and was now relentlessly attacking the brunette with a flurry of powerful blows sending sparks everywhere. Vader walked towards her as she tried her best to keep distance from him, his black mask sending fear into her soul.

"You were a failure from the start" he strikes her saber hard almost breaking her guard "you failed to kill a single Jedi because of your feelings" he continues to strike further sending her to her knees. "You're weak, a shadow of what I made you" Clementine couldn't keep her guard up and her saber was now at her waist, before making his final strike Vader spoke once more "you cannot protect her from me, once she gets here I will kill her, slowly" hearing this sent Clementine into a rage. She conjured out that same mysterious force she displayed several times before, she let out a scream and sent out a full area force push all around her much more powerful then she had ever done, the force was so great it sent Vader flying on his back across the room.

This time felt different to Clem then any other time using it, this time instead of feeling drained she felt invigorated, enraged, powerful. Her body had sparks of electricity sparking from it, her eyes cold and still, not a single twitch or blink, Vader got back up took his stance trying to size up her new surprising power. Clementine throws her lightsaber at Vader, while at the same time she sent lightning from her hands straight at Vader making it tricky for him to block both since the saber had curved around to his side.

Vader was forced to block the lightning but manged to move mostly out the way of her saber however his shoulder still got slashed causing him to stagger, Clementine took her opportunity and charged a force push with both hands and pushed forward with all the might and anger she could muster. Vader was sent crushing into the wall as he fell down to his knees, Clem wasn't done, she wanted him to suffer. She sent more force lightning at his now defenceless body, getting more and more intense the closer she walked towards him.

When she got close enough and Vader was now in critical condition, his respirator damaged, his human and robotic body parts all burnt to a crisp and Clementine brings her saber back to her hand holding the blade close to his neck. Half of Vaders mask had been destroyed allowing her to see half of Vaders real face, it was just as burnt as the rest of him and his eyes were a scaring shade of yellow. Her anger was still at the front of her mind yet the scary electric sparks and aura had vanished by now. "YOU WON'T TAKE ANYMORE FROM ME!" Clementines voice full of nothing but malice, anger and hate all toward one man whom she now was inches away from killing.

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