9272 POV:

It had been thirty minutes since I had been sent to find the missing soldier. A starcase took me deeper underground and led me to an empty corridor that never seemed to end. No, nothing here. When I heard myself step in some sort of liquid that left red marks under my white boots. It is blood! I followed the trail of blood and went through an open door. Whoever's blood was inside this room. There he was... my brother. Decapitate and lay on the ground in the middle of a symbol made with his own blood. Our blood. This symbol, I have seen it before. It was... the Jedi Order! A Jedi did this? Or is it a message?

I analysed the room I stood in. It is as big as a hangar, and in it were tonnes of explosives ready to be detonated: a bomb. I immediately turn around to find a gun in front of my head.

"I've waited years for this. My revenge won't get foiled by clones made in a laboratory!"

All I heard was a gunshot before all the limbs in my body gave out. An immense pain seized me as I hit the floor. And in all this darkness, light....

Captain POV:

The festival is going to begin in five minutes. Where are those two? Both their disappearance is concerning, I better alert General Windu. The safety of the citizens of Naboo and the Chancellor herself is at risk from any potential threat. Fortunately, the Jedi took my concerns very seriously.

"Are you certain?"

"Yes, sir!"

Our conversation attracted the attention of two young Jedi apprentices, a human and a Tholothian female.

"We better make sure. Two Jedi will go down and find them!" Explained General Windu, he suddenly yelled, "Skywalker!"

Another Jedi approached, and I immediately recognised him: General Skywalker! He paid me no mind, but his smile suddenly faded as he looked in Windu's direction and the two apprentices.

"A clone disappeared from his rounds in the palace's catacombs. Another was dispatched to find him. None have returned. I would like you to choose two Jedi to go down there and find them."

The Tholothian Padawan finally spoke in a sweet tone.

"Petro and I can go."

"NO!" We all turned to General Skywalker in surprise, who seemed suddenly intimidated by General Windu's gaze. "I mean... You are in charge of the Chancellor's safety, Katooni! You need to stay by her side."

"Very well." Agreed Windu, without leaving the girl a chance to respond. "Then you and Padawan Daae will go yourselves."

General Skywalker looked like he'd been punched in the gut by one of General Grievous' cybernetic arms. He kept looking back and forth between Windu and his apprentices.

"B-But he-... I-" He sighed heavily. "Fine! Captain!"

I straightened.

"These are my men, sir. I am ready to volunteer!"

"That won't be necessary. Daae and I will go alone, but I need you to put extra security around the festival."

"Yes, sir! Consider it done!"

I obliged, hoping they would find my boys in one piece. Is it me, or was there some tension back there?

Katooni POV:

After Master Windu left us, Petro and I quickly hid behind a pole.

"Are you sure you are going to be alright?"

My big idiot responded, all smiling.

"Of course, Kat! This is some kind of rescue mission: I did this before!"

After pressing his lips against mine, he cupped my face between his hands, teasingly asking.

"Come on, don't you know me at all?"

"Yeah, I do. That's why I worry!"