[h2][color=salmon]Hirani Blen[/color][/h2]
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[i]No…[/i]

The twi’lek’s brown leather boots had only carried her steps from the room doors before waves of pain collided into her chest, forcing her to her knees. Tears involuntarily streamed down her face as the echos of so many flames snuffed out traveled through the force. Some were familiar to her, masters and friends now lost to the universe. She fought to breathe, fought to pull herself out of the void that has been punched through her very being.

“Is everything alright Commander Blen?” A familiar voice from behind her asked, helping her to come back. In her distraction, five troopers suddenly occupied the hall with her and she felt more coming. The words were filled with false concern and underneath them she could trace fear, anxiety, and finally… malice. [i]Why…?[/i]

She spoke with a shaky voice, “What are you afraid of CC-9547?”

Before the trooper could answer she felt Bocri reach out to her, [i]“Hirani?”[/i]. His call was soon followed by a large explosion that she knew came from the Hangar. The blast forced the ship to sway from it’s position in space, causing her trooper companions to nearly loose their footing. Hirani turned to find they had their blaster rifles in hand with the safety off and set in the position for the use of lethal force. The truth was before her, but her pretty blue eyes didn’t want to believe what they saw.

“Why?” She asked simply, preparing herself, but not drawing her lightsaber which was still clipped to her belt.

“Order 66 has been initiated. You will be executed for treason against the Repbulic.” CC-9547 replied, raising his blaster. In that moment she remembered how she helped him walk again after recovering from a broken femur. That same man who had clung to her for strength and used her words of encouragement to help him walk again was staring her down through the sights of his gun. The man she once knew… was gone.

The trooper did not wait for her to reply and Hirani saw them all squeeze their fingers around the triggers of their blasters. It was in that moment she acted. Do… or die. The twi’lek pushed forward through the force with enough strength to fling the troopers about 15 meters down the hallway. It was here that she slowly pulled out her lightsaber and reached out towards the familiar sun that was her bonded partner.

[i]”Bocri…?!”[/i]