CHAPTER SEVEN
Smiling At The Sun
Tavia was starting to get irritated with the amount of battle droids, and she didn't think to question when one of the droids shot another battle droid. But there were still more.
"We don't have time for this, Captain." Padmé said.
Tavia got shot again, this time it was her torso, which hurt like hell, but Tavia had learnt to not think about it, and just keep moving.
They managed to get outside and stood on the ledge as they faced the building. Tavia tucked the knife in her jacket, then she switched to her blaster and used the grip tool that allowed all of them to move upwards.
They were soon surrounded. "Put down your weapons. They win this round." Padmé instructed.
Tavia placed the blaster on the ground, but she kept the knife. A few moments later, she felt something strange, she could sense something was wrong. Her stomach felt like it was just tightened, but she didn't know why, but she felt like she was stabbed, which she wasn't, but it was still weird. It wasn't extremely as strong as some previous times, but it was still strong.
They were brought to the viceroy.
"Your little insurrection is at an end, Your Highness. Time for you to sign the treaty and end this pointless debate in the senate."
"Viceroy! Your occupation here has ended." The decoy announced.
"After her. This one's a decoy." The viceroy ordered, referring to Padmé as the decoy.
The viceroy was too confused to notice Padmé grabbing the blasters from the inside of the chair. "Captain!" She threw the blasters to him.
"Jam the doors." Captain Panaka demanded.
"Now, Viceroy, we will discuss a new treaty." Padmé said.
After a short few minutes, it was over, at least this battle was. They stood outside, watching the viceroy leave.
"Now, Viceroy, you're going to have to go back to the senate and explain all this." Padmé told him.
"I think you can kiss your trade franchise goodbye." Captain Panaka told him.
They watched as Palpatine walked towards them, causing Tavia to roll her eyes.
"Congratulations on your election, Chancellor." Padmé congratulated.
"Your boldness has saved our people, Your Majesty. It's you who should be congratulated. Together we shall bring peace and prosperity to the Republic."
—
Tavia stood in the dark, watching Qui-Gonn's body burn in flames.
"What will happen to me now?" Anakin asked Obi-Wan.
"The council has granted me permission to train you. You will become a Jedi, the both of you, I promise." Obi-Wan promised both Anakin and Lennox.
A while later, Tavia headed back to the room she was staying in. She heard a knock on the door. "It's open." Tavia said mindlessly.
Obi-Wan walked in. "There's a ceremony happening tomorrow. I thought you should know as one of the Queen's protectors." Obi-Wan informed.
Tavia nodded, sliding the jacket off as she started cleaning her wounds.
"Do you need help?" Obi-Wan wondered.
"I can clean a wound on my own," she looked up at him after bandaging up her shoulder, "was there anything else?"
"Actually, yes, there was. Master Yoda would really like to speak with you. And I wouldn't agree with fighting him on meeting you."
"Obi-Wan, I have told you before, I'm not a Jedi, and even if I'm force-sensitive, I am not a calm and caring Jedi who can follow the rules. Ask Bail Organa, or Bail Antilles, whichever surname he is currently using." Tavia denied.
Obi-Wan sighed. "At least... talk with Master Yoda. For me." He pleaded.
"And why do you think I'm going to do something because you have requested for me to do it?" She asked, raising her brow.
"Will you please just meet him?" He repeated the question.
"Fine. But I'm not doing this for you." Tavia told him. "Now, get out."
Obi-Wan smiled as he walked out of the room.
—
The crowd cheered and roared for the celebration of peace. Tavia stood in a new jacket that appeared on her bed after her meeting with Yoda. She stood alongside Obi-Wan, Anakin, Scar, and Lennox.
Padmé stepped forward, holding the ball that looked larger than their heads, as it glowed with violet inside.
Padmé handed it to the Boss Gungan.
"Peace!" He hollered.
The crowd cheered once again. Scar and Lennox looked at each other, Anakin and Padmé looked at each other. Then Obi-Wan looked at Tavia, and when she felt eyes staring at her, she looked back at him, furrowing her eyebrows.
After the celebration, and after speaking with Scar, Obi-Wan checked on Tavia, who was in the corridor, heading back to her room.
"How did the meeting with Master Yoda go?" He asked.
"It went decently, I guess." Tavia answered.
"Good." He said.
"Good?" Tavia wondered, crossing her arms as she looked at him.
"I'm glad it went well." Obi-Wan told her.
"I should..."
"Right. You have to leave soon. You should get rest."
"Well, I also promised Scar we'd train together before we both leave." Tavia explained.
"I hope to see you before you leave." Obi-Wan told her.
"I'm sure I'll see you before I leave, besides, Scar will find you if not." Once again, Obi-Wan smiled at her, even when she turned away.
Tavia is stubborn
We love her
Okay, bye!