Chapter 1

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            "Defend your position! The Seps are on the move!" The orders were relayed through her wrist comm and she signaled for her group of clones to take up position. Nobody knew exactly how they'd infiltrated Kamino of all places, but if the Republic couldn't hold the facility, the war would be lost. Without the clone troopers, they had only a small number of Jedi compared to the hordes of battle droids. 

            She looked up when she felt him. Oh no... Skywalker... if he was here, they wouldn't stand a chance spread out so thin. The chosen one a Sith, it had been the Jedi's worst nightmare when they found out they had him. 

            "Defend the armory!" She was on her feet. 

            "But sir?" Rex said.

            "The chosen one is here! If I don't lead him to the other Jedi, we'll all be lost. Now captain, defend the armory," she didn't mean to be short with him, but she knew in her gut this wouldn't end well if he fought them one by one. She was disobeying direct orders from her master, but she had to follow her instincts. 

            She raced down the hallway, skidding around a corner. "You won't win, Skywalker," she taunted when she saw his back. 

            He slowly looked over his shoulder and grinned. "So, the council sent a padawan to defend its primary troops. Why am I not surprised?"

            "I'm stronger than I look," she said indignantly. Pulling her two lightsabers to her hands and spinning them into her reverse grip. 

            "We'll see, we'll see," he chuckled. His golden eyes flashed in the harsh light of the sterile facility. "It's a shame, we have to fight. You seem like a lot of fun. I'd hate to kill you." She narrowed her eyes at him and he summoned his lightsaber to his hands. He ignited it dramatically and waved it around in front of him, ending in form five. 

            She took a deep breath and raced at him, twirling out of the way of his swing. She flipped off the wall and swung at him. He blocked her easily, gracefully moving to the side. He swung at her intensely and she was forced to leap the first time and roll the second time, missing getting hit by a hair. He was far too strong for her to take him alone. Now that she had his attention, she needed to move him towards her master's position. 

            "I can feel your fear, you know? You can't hide it," he taunted.

            "I'm not afraid of you," she snapped, finding an opportunity to push him back with the force. He jammed his lightsaber into the floor to slow himself down. Then he looked up at her from where he was crouching. His honey colored hair fell around his face and he blew a curly lock out of his eyes. He had a kind of sexy smirk that was confusing her. Why had she even noticed that?

            He ran at her, combining his power with a burst of speed and she just barely ducked out of the way. He rolled over her back and swept low. She leapt over his saber but lost her balance and fell to the floor. One of her weapons went flying as she frantically rolled to miss his repeated strikes. "You let your guard down, Snips," he said, almost as though he was trying to coach her. "I would have thought Obi wan would teach you better than that."

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