HAIIIII -waves-
So ACL surgeries are rough and I've been out for about two weeks
And being in bed for roughly two weeks leaves lots of free time
Time I have been using to catch up on the good 'ol Clone wars!
That was made in what....
2011?
Anyways I wrote a thing
Not very good but here it is.
Let me know what you think!
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The three jedi knights stole into the bridge, the collapsed bridge of Jedi cruiser Inspire. They picked their way through the ruined walkway, up a slight slope. Anakin led the way throughout, with Ahsoka behind and Obi-wan bringing up the rear. The two behind split off while Anakin made his way up front. After a moment of tense silence while the three picked their way through the wreckage, Anakin turned, sighed, and spoke.
“I don’t see anything.”
“Impossible.” Obi-wan replied, placing his hands on his hips. “The intelligence came right from this spot. We must be missing something.”
“What could we be missing?” Ahsoka asked, gesturing to no one in particular, “We have scoured this ship high and low. There’s not a lot we haven’t looked at.”
“Maybe we were fed the wrong information.” Anakin suggested.
“That cannot be.” Obi-wan countered, “Our informant was Senator Amidala herself, you know this.”
Anakin frowned.
“Let’s just keep looking.” Ahsoka suggested, “There’s gotta be something here.”
“The youngling is right.” A sudden voice sounded, and all three turned about in an effort to spy the intruder. Obi-wan was the first. He reached for his lightsaber as he faced the rafters to his left.
“Ventress.” He greeted the newcomer, who deftly dropped to the ground and straightened menacingly.
“Kenobi.” She returned, “Find what you’re looking for?”
“Unfortunately.”
Ahsoka and Anakin exchanged a glance at the normal banter between the two. “If you don’t mind my asking, Ventress,” Anakin stepped down a little, “What was the point of that message?”
“You are here.” Ventress replied, and gestured about the abandoned bridge. “What do you think?”
“I think you called just so we could kick your little toned butt.” Ahsoka replied, drawing her lightsaber menacingly. She was stopped from attacking by a clang in the rafters to her right and a thud as General Grievous landed not 5 feet from her. She backed off, and Obi-wan took a few steps towards her to back her up.
“Not the only reason, halfling.” He grunted to Ahsoka, who activated her lightsaber. Her older friends followed her lead, and there was a tense pause in the bridge. The two Separatists broke it by activating lightsabers on both sides and attacking. Obi-wan seemed torn between dashing to Ahsoka and turning to defend from Ventress, but saw Anakin running down to her aid and moved to Ventress to block her oncoming blows. Ahsoka was harder-pressed to stop Grievous’s attack, only finding rest when her Master came in hard and slashed at Grievous from the side. The cyborg blocked him off with another two lightsabers. As Ahsoka kept Grievous at bay where she was, Anakin came off and attacked with a sweeping right-left move, blocked by the general, who growled and pushed harder. Anakin came around to Ahsoka’s side and together the two pushed Grievous up the bridge and towards the open port at the top of the ramp.
While the two were pressing hard, Obi-wan was finding his own hardship in keeping Ventress at bay. Though he was able to hold his own pretty well, the two were well matched, and so there was little to no progress on either side as the rivals rallied back and forth and back again with strikes and slashes and stabs.
Ahsoka and Anakin moved as one. They were no amateurs to battle with each other. Anakin slashed and Ahsoka stabbed in from the right. When they were both blocked, Anakin slashed in over his padawan, who dove in an effort to slash at Grevious’ legs. The general had more than two hands for a reason, but the two Jedi were so well in tune with each other that it was clear they were winning by the fact that they slowly drove him towards the open end of the bridge, which opened into a drop.
His heel scraped the air and he just recovered by grabbing on with his other foot and pulling himself back in. Ahsoka was on top of him in the instant with a furious slash across his body, which he deflected off to the side. She twirled off of her miss and Anakin jumped up in sync, so that the two meant to come down on him as one. Grievous instantly tucked into a ball and rolled under Ahsoka, and while she was able to reach down and block any attack that was to come, she turned back and severely lost her balance, careening treacherously at the edge.
Anakin found grabbing her and bringing her back to safety no large task, but she jumped past him, lightsaber activated, in an effort to block Grievous, who was coming hard at Anakin’s back. She gave a cry as her lightsaber was knocked from her grip and she was knocked aside by the general, who came at Anakin feet first.
The Jedi was knocked clean out of the ship into empty air. Ahsoka gave another cry and lunged for the edge after her master, grasping for him with the force.
Obi-wan looked up at Ahsoka’s cry, seeing Grievous rapidly closing in on her. With the mere seconds he had to stop him, he blocked Ventress with his right hand and sent a powerful force wave at the General. Grievous, who was perched on his hands at the time of the wave, was knocked off balance. He toppled over the edge, same as Anakin. As soon as Obi-wan had finished, he turned back to Ventress, who had whirled and brought him down with a barely softened kick to his head.
Ahsoka was meantime having a hard time of keeping Anakin hovering, especially as she herself remained so high, and especially after seeing Grievous fall the height.
“Easy, Snips.” Anakin urged, “Nice and slow, pull me up, you got this? I’ll help you.”
Ahsoka grunted but her face evened out a little. “I got you.”
Anakin, as soon as she had calmed, knowing that she was reaching out to his force for help, remained calm. At least he did until he saw Ventress jumping up, lightsaber raised to bring down upon his unknowing padawan.
“Ahsoka!” He cried. His padawan, startled, gasped and turned to look at her attacker, dropping her master in the process. Ventress had little time to bear down on Ahsoka, however, as she was rammed by the force into the wall beside her by Obi-wan, who had come up and went hard at her, crying for Ahsoka to look after her master, which she did by whipping again onto her front and trying to catch him. She succeeded, but because he had fallen a much farther distance, she was harder pressed to keep him up.
“Obi-wan!” She finally gasped, “I can’t do it!”
Obi-wan deflected a blow from Ventress, and held her there.
“Ahsoka.” He replied, dropping his voice to a calm tone within instants. He grabbed Ventress’ wrist and held her so he could turn to Ahsoka. “Take a deep breath. Reach far into the force. Use his. You can do it.”
Ventress screamed and tore away, but Ahsoka was unfazed by the sudden noise and gently raised Anakin towards her with all the force and strength she could muster.
Ventress came back at Obi-wan, who had actually been rather inspired and calmed by Ahsoka’s brave show of prowess, and who stood his ground, unfazed in the face of her rage. He was attacked relentlessly but stood his ground, keeping a wary eye on Ahsoka, who pulled Anakin up, slowly but surely. By the time he finally climbed back into the bridge, both Obi-wan and Ahsoka were sweating hard, Ahsoka from the exertion and Obi-wan from his fight with Ventress who was growing angrier and angrier by the second. He was hard-pressed to keep up with her as he confirmed that Anakin was safe, and was slowly driven back to the wall.
Ventress eventually got a kick into his ribs. Obi-wan fell off to one side, raising his lightsaber to defend against Ventress as she bore down hard and fast. He deflected the blow and several others before Anakin attacked suddenly from the side to give his master a moment of rest. Ahsoka sat back, close to the edge, to take a breather from the stress of pulling her master to safety. Obi-wan ensured he got a nod from her that she was okay before turning and sprinting towards the battle.
He jumped up onto a console in order to come down hard with a strike to numb Ventress’ arm. She deflected it, and it seemed to do just that. Anakin came in hard at the other side with left-right slashes and as Ventress held Obi-wan she struggled to deflect. Obi-wan came off, then, and the two worked as one to bear hard on the assassin and drive her constantly back, hitting her hard with blows not easy to deflect. They came in hard, one after the other, until they both swung and held her in place in the corner of the bridge. With a Jedi on each hand and a spare should the two need help, Ventress’ predicament seemed hopeless.
So it seemed until she got her foot up and then brought it down hard on Obi-wan’s knee, which hyper-extended and popped. He fell with a cry and Ventress twirled away from Anakin’s saber, which pushed him into the wall. She whirled into the air, lifted both sabers and came down on Obi-wan, daunted instantly by Ahsoka sticking her saber between Ventress’ blades and her friend.
“Rude.” The padawan commented, and Ventress came off with a cry of frustration. Obi-wan scrambled as best as he could to the side and away from the conflict as Ventress went hard at Ahsoka and Anakin went hard at her.
The fight brought the jedi and the sith to the famed edge of the bridge that dropped at least a thousand feet. Ventress took a block off of Anakin and, to both him and his padawan’s surprise, turned and leapt off the ledge into the open air. Anakin and Ahsoka glanced at each other but the padawan was moving before her master. She unclipped the grapple on her belt and tossed it to him.
“Go.”
He took it and three running steps towards the edge before leaping off, entrusting himself to the thin air and looking about for Ventress. She was ahead of him, still flying hard and fast, nearing the flat part of the ship that angled eventually into the ground-up earth it had crash-landed into. Anakin squinted and fingered his grapple as he dove after her, wondering what it was that she was up to. He didn’t have to wait long before he heard, despite the whistling of the wind past him, a thrum of an engine to his right. He looked and saw a small ship speeding towards them and diving to catch Ventress.
Anakin lifted his hand holding the grapple and aimed it for the ship, firing and latching on to the speedy brown shuttle, a move made possible by none other than him. As Ventress was on and they were nearing the ground at an alarming rate, he quickly retracted the grapple and hung on as he sped towards the ship, which banked up closer to the ground than he would have liked. His grapple came in all the way and he tucked his feet up to avoid them scraping the ground while he hung close to the side of the small vessel. There was little skill involved in his activating his lightsaber and slicing into the ship, damaging it severely. He could hear the alarms inside blaring and caught a glimpse of Ventress’ skirt whipping in the wind above him as the smoke flew into his face and the ship descended gradually. He braced his feet against the ship, disconnected his grapple, and landed in a roll into the ground, coming up and watching the crash.
He stood, a little bruised but not badly, and rolled his shoulder once as he scanned the smoking ship for movement. He began forward but stopped as Ventress rose from the debris and turned to him.
Ahsoka dashed back to Obi-wan, who was sitting and hurting. She dropped to one knee beside him, holding her hands out to his knee, which he was holding. “Let me see.” She requested.
“I think it’s just dislocated…” Obi-wan gasped as he pulled his hands away and let Ahsoka feel it.
“I agree.” She replied, after feeling it for a moment, “Do you want to relocate it?”
“We should.” Obi-wan took a deep breath and Ahsoka came around the other side of his leg.
She placed one hand over the dislocated kneecap and the other under his calf. She got a nod of confirmation from him before grabbing the dislodged kneecap and sliding it back over to its appropriate place whilst yanking up on his leg and straightening it. Though the only sound that came from the Jedi master was the pop in his leg, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth for a second. After that pause, he relaxed and looked up at Ahsoka, who patted his leg gently.
“Better?”
He nodded and rubbed his forehead. “Better.”
Suddenly the two heard a sort of a clang and clomp from the open portway. Ahsoka grabbed her lightsaber and left Obi-wan to roll and peek out from her cover at General Grievous, who had somehow made it back up and now stood menacingly in the entryway. She got back instantly and scooted soundlessly over to Obi-wan, signalling to him that Grievous was back.
Obi-wan frowned, as if trying to think over the details but as Ahsoka pressed against him and they waited for him to round the corner, he forgot about it and looked at the shattered viewport directly across the way from them. He took a deep breath and tuned into the force, reaching out to Ahsoka and pointing the hole out.
Though neither had spoken, she nodded, and the two waited. They waited about 30 seconds too long, and Obi-wan had frowned and pulled his lightsaber from his belt. There was a sudden beeping, and he moved Ahsoka aside before dashing out and scanning the ship. He realized the bomb rolling towards him, used the force and shoved it back at Grievous. When it exploded in mid-air, it knocked both back, Obi-wan into the vent that provided for a turbolift and Grievous back over the edge of the cliff, though he grappled on to the edge with his metallic fingers.
Ahsoka gave a cry as Obi-wan disappeared down the shaft and, once the debris from the second explosion done to the bridge had settled, dashed for the vent and looked down.
“Master!” She called down when she couldn’t see him, but was forced to turn from her search when she heard the normal cackle-gurgle laugh that was Grievous’.
“Greetings, youngling.” The general called to her, “Lost your master?”
Ahsoka activated her lightsaber and crouched in an offensive pose. “He wasn’t mine to give away.” She replied to the General, who growled and likewise activated his lightsabers.
Anakin and Ventress had been at it long and hard ever since she had crash-landed. She seemed none-too happy about the fact that her means of escape laid in smoking ruins behind her but Anakin kept a cool head and kept the fight fair, not allowing his own passion to get in the way.
The fight was tough and Anakin was winning. So Ventress charged for him, deflected him off to the side and blocked his next blow from behind before deactivating her lightsabers and sprinting for the crashed cruiser. Anakin fell back a moment to catch his breath before sheathing his weapon and following in hot pursuit.
Ahsoka dropped low to dodge Grievous’ incoming blow and then again, the other way. She snuck out of reach for a moment to run up the near wall and come back in hard at him, slashing hard. Grievous parried easily but took a step or two back, which gave Ahsoka space she needed. She dropped down and feinted to the right, coming back with a slash at Grievous which he deflected and returned the blow. The adept padawan blocked and rallied, stabbing again at the army General. They exchanged blows for some time, and though Ahsoka was holding her own, she was unused to this kind of hard-wrought style, and she was tiring, surprisingly more than she would have had she reverted to her training of sneak and hit.
It was at this time that Obi-wan slowly climbed out of the elevator shaft, looking bruised and worse for the wear, but as he stood up his energy seemed to return. He took a deep breath and ran a hand over his hair before taking two short steps and attacking Grievous, who blocked his blow, held him there, and laughed.
They were more or less interrupted by Ventress jumping up the empty turbolift shaft and rolling in. She stood and activated her lightsabers, jumping to attack Obi-wan, who turned away from Grievous to block.
“General!” She called over the sound of lightsabers buzzing against each other, “We need a ride! Call your backup!”
“I thought you had a backup, assassin.” Grievous taunted, ever one to second guess.
Ventress was driven back under Obi-wan’s sudden attack. “I DID!” She roared loud enough to make Obi-wan cringe, “Call yours now!”
Grievous stepped off of his relentless assault on Ahsoka to hit his comm and glance towards the sky. Ahsoka feinted right and came at his left fast enough to get a hit on his shoulder before he focused, growled, and parried.
It was then that Anakin launched up the turbolift shaft into the fray and the sith knew they were in trouble. Obi-wan turned back to aid Ahsoka, who was having a hard time with Grievous, while Anakin went hard at Ventress.
The battle was going in the Jedi’s favor when suddenly Obi-wan, Ahsoka, and the General heard the sound of Grievous’ getaway ship arriving from space. The two Jedi exchanged a glance, connected in the force, and then at the precise exact moment force-slammed him into the wall and held him there.
Ventress heard the ship a split-second after the Jedi, and Anakin a split-second after that. She deflected his blow and ducked away and towards the opening in the bridge.
“Master, look out!” Anakin called to Obi-wan, whose concentration slipped as he looked up at Ventress who was mere feet away. The Jedi master was caught off-guard and the Force-wave that Ventress knocked at him slammed him into Ahsoka who lost her concentration as well and promptly dropped off the edge.
Obi-wan was after her in an instant, grabbing her hand and then the ledge they’d just fallen off of with his other hand. The jolt was jarring but not unexpected. What was unexpected was the sudden pain in his hand holding on to the ledge, and he gave a cry.
“Master!” Ahsoka called up, but Obi-wan didn’t reply as he looked up at Grievous who was stomping very unkindly on his hand. The General lifted his foot a second time but Obi-wan had the strength to pull himself up just a fraction and move his hand ever so slightly to the right so as to avoid getting stomped on. Before Grievous could do it again, he was pushed over the edge, as was Ventress a split second after. Ahsoka had her lightsaber activated and she swung at them as they passed, but managed only a glancing blow to the General as he fell.
Anakin was there in an instant, pulling Obi-wan up with all his strength, and then the two pulling Ahsoka up with less trouble. The two that had almost fallen sat on the ledge to catch their breath, while Anakin crouched and all three watched the sith fall.
“Ahsoka,” Obi-wan addressed her without turning, “Look away if I tell you to.”
“Master, she landed fine before, there’s no way she just jumps off a cliff and doesn’t survive.”
“Ahsoka.” Anakin chided, and they fell silent.
There came a point where Ventress and Grievous had gotten too close to the ground for the Masters’ comfort and Obi-wan placed one hand on Ahsoka’s shoulder whilst placing the other over her eyes. She made a face but knew better than to protest and crossed her arms. There passed only a few moments before Obi-wan removed his hands and Ahsoka bent to watch the two Separatists sprint for their ship, which had landed on flatter ground, only a few meters away.
“What happened?” Ahsoka asked, and Anakin shook his head.
“Not much, Ventress landed with the force then caught Grievous.”
“Great.” Ahsoka sighed, “Looks like they’ll go dark all over again.”
“Not quite.” Obi-wan replied, “Let’s contact the Resolute. The esteemed Assassin gave me a tidbit of information that may lead to their next target.”
Lots of forcie-forcie, sorry.
Also that ledge, like what the heck. Pull it together all-ya'll.
Anyways, hope you liked the little bit of action because I know I liked writing it
A lot.
Tune in next time because that's I think when Obi-wan and Cody go dark on a covert mission.
See you then :)
