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Star Wars: Blurred Lines

A Star Wars SI story. A Scottish man wakes up in a foreign body after blacking out with the boys, then sets off to be the best damn space wizard there is. Posting on Royal Road. Support me on - pa.treon.com/DodgyWriter Discord - https://discord.gg/szr9ySJbAW The picture isn't mine, tell me if it's yours and I'll take it down.

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Battle of Geonosis 3

Upon reaching the agreed spot we see Rael pressed against the wall with Barris Offee next to him. The tattooed padawan looked incredibly anxious, constantly sending glances out towards the arena floor.

Extinguishing my lightsaber "I take it no one else came" I asked while Aayla put up a simple illusion on the entrance.

"No, Yoda and the clones should nearly be here though. A couple more minutes and we'll make it out" Looking up at the sky as he replied.

Looking at Barris once more I asked "What about your master why didn't she come" making Barris respond, "Master Luminara wanted me go with Rael, while she stayed with the rest of the jedi".

Smart move there, as if one jedis going to make a difference down there. Another company of droids just entered and the strike teams numbers are halved, if Dooku doesn't stop them they'll all be dead.

From the safety of our hiding spot I see the droid army complete their encirclement. The jedi who were severely outnumbered began to drop like flies. Padawans, knights and masters, there was no discretion between those who the droids gunned down.

Somehow during this chaos R2 managed to put C3-PO back together. I'll tell you one thing that droids got more skill than half the strike team if he can do that safely.

With the Jedi's defeat all but secured, the count raises his hand to halt the massacre. Confusion clearly seen on the last standing jedi's face as the droids that were just about to finish them off lowered their weapons.

While this is happening the remaining scattered jedi that somehow survived were pushed into the encirclement. Damn Ki-Adi-Mundi made it again, I'm already feeling back for the galactic marines he'll be commanding soon enough.

Speaking loud enough for everyone in the arena to hear, he gives the remaining Jedi a chance to surrender. Being the smart cookie he his Master Windu replies valiantly "We will not be hostages to be bartered Dooku".

How idiotic is that, surely knowing that the clone forces are almost here he should at least take into consideration pretending to agree with the count. What if something happened and the grand army of the republic comes a few minutes late. Windu's playing a risky game with all of the remaining Jedi at stake.

Accepting Windus answer he commands the droids to continue on, refocusing their aim back on the circle of jedi who are ready to fight to the death. Suddenly that hot piece of ass which is Padmé, whoms survival during this was fucking beyond me brings everyone's attention to the sky.

Coming down from above it's a bird... it's a plane, it's an LAAT gunship that started raining hell upon the droids. Man those laser beam things are cool as fuck.

When Rael seen the reinforcements he grabbed Barris's shoulder and said, "Let's move I'll take this Padawan to her master, You two find your way to the nearests gunship" before dragging the mirialan down the arena floor with him.

Turning to my master she nods at me and charges back out into the fray with me hot on her tail. Falling through the hot air, I activated force valor. Boosting my own and masters physical abilities up a level.

Crashing down onto the sand we began swiftly cutting through the droids blocking our escape. Narrowly avoiding plasma bolts as we close in on a Jedi free LAAT.

The clones riding the low altitude transport began to blast at the clankers, giving the jedi some breathing room to move onto the ships. The Jedi boarded the gunships, giving the clones cover to return to the escape vehicles.

Stepping onto the nearest LAAT with Aayla we were met with an assortment of clones along with Plo and Agen Kolar a fellow Zabrak jedi. Not wasting any time the pilot took off leaving the arena and heading to the main battlefield where the majority of the clone forces were stationed.

Flying through the air Plo Koon said to me "Glad to see that your well" holding onto the shaky hand rail "Sadly this battle is not finished".

He's not wrong their this is the typical case of out the frying pan and into the fire. We're literally heading into war zone will little to no cover and a fuck ton of droids.

Turning away from the open door I questioned the inhabitants of the ship, "Do you know what's happening over there, how will we be stationed". One clone with green stripes on his armour stepped up "Sir, the forces have been stationed at the assembly area for each Jedi Knight and Master to take over, sir" thanking the trooper for the information I look back out the ships doors.

Rapidly flying across the sandy terrain of geonosis, the LAAT's flew over the landed acclamator-class assault ships before sending rockets at the separatist constructs planted over the battlefield. I watched on as one of the LAAT's flying in formation with us topples an entire ship with a well placed rocket before it could take off.

As safe as being in this ship seems, it really wasn't. Ground to air artillery was constantly aiming for any republic ship in the sky, and as good as the clone pilots were they couldn't avoid everything. Before we reached the designated assembly area, one of the ship in our echelon got hit. The engines quickly caught fire and exploded sending the hull in a fiery spiral down to the earth.

So it was safe to say I'd rather take my chances on the ground.

Luckily that was the only transport that was hit by the time we landed. As the LAAT was slowing down Plo Koon said to everyone on the ship "Good luck and may the force be with you" jumping off the now static ship.

I've never understood that saying because the force is literally always with you unless your a wound in the force. So it's not as if you can get rid off it that easily.

Treading off, me and my master began getting debriefed by the clone captain that had striking red paint on his armour. Speaking through his visor "We have a platoon of soldiers awaiting your orders ma'am" awaiting further instructions form Aayla.

"Captain, have you been informed off the strategy we shall use for this battle" She questioned pulling her lightsaber back into her grip. The clone responds with "We have intel from HQ that tells us we will be conducting an all out frontal assault on the separatist starships, ma'am". I winced at the answer, with tactics like those it's a wonder only around half of the clones deployed died. I'm no tactician but I could tell you that this wasn't a good plan, and so could all of the clones fighting.

"Is that all the information captain" Aayla said as if expecting a a more detailed approach to the battle. The clone captain shakes his head "Afraid so ma'am".

Thinking for a moment Aayla speaks up "We will travel in a tight formation, there's not alot of cover but if you come across some don't be afraid to use it. If you have any tactics that would help the situation relay them to the group" igniting her lightsaber she turns to me, "Lycan stay at the front of the group with me, we will block as much fire as we can for the soldiers so don't stray far from me".

Nodding in acceptance "Yes master" I pull my lightsaber out and ignite it. Aayla turns to the troopers and shouts "Move out!". With it us and the company of soldiers approach the front lines.

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