rn it after retake the spaceport. This is a temporary platform.” Lash said as he walked up to the same tree. The celtic knots were still glowing softly.

“There not in pain?” Barriss asked, as she came up with them and touched the tree.

“No, I fed them additional energy as a form of payment. Then adjusted them. I know the Jedi frown on altering living things into other things. But these effects are temporary as I said.” Lash replied, then noticed Mil'Gix and a militia soldier run up.

“Chieftain, we are ready to move out.” Mil'Gix said, and the soldier confirmed.

“We are approximately fifteen miles from the spaceport. So, let's practice some battle meditation.” Lash said with a chuckle as he reached out to anyone within twenty five miles with Temporary Pack Bond.

Approximately 80% of the militia, clone army, and staff aboard the ship all linked up with him which considered him friendly. Then a cacophony of voices were slowly hushed into white noise. As everyone had an instinctual awareness of where everyone was. Their sensory awareness expanded to everyone. They all shared a bond between them. All of this was considered a Force ability called Battle Meditation.

'Attention. This is Jensaarai Master Lash. I am using a form of Battle Meditation. However, this only as an approximate range of twenty five miles at my point of origin. But unlike other forms of Battle Meditation, I am capable of moving. All of you will feel an increase in your overall abilities, this is normal.' -Lash said across the link and got a chorus of confused voices in return.

“All forces, advance.” Lash said across the normal communication channel.

Almost in perfect sync every available soldier linked to the bond moved together towards their appointed destination. Lash reached out across the link and cast Cat's Grace, and Nature's Passage. Every soldier militia, and clone faded from sight. Like apparitions they sprinted through the forest straight towards the spaceport. Lash having greater speed than others moved to the front. He broke the tree line first and sprinted across a clear cut area around the town.

In front of the city was a forward operating base of the droids. Dug out sandbags, and prefabricated buildings erected. As machine shops, droid maintenance bays, communication arrays, airfields, and command structures were made. B1 battle droids were on stationed on the wall leading to the forest. Nothing but a shimmer in the air was seen as a near invisible army rushed towards them. Until two red energy blades popped into being that revealed Lash on the wall. The droids spotted him and now the whole army knew he was here.

'Move into the city. If you take an aggressive action the camouflage wears off.' -Lash said across the link. He didn't use the communication channel in fear the droids were pick up on it.

Lash bisected the two droids on the walls and let his shoulder mounted cannon take out the rest. The wash of clones, and militia flowed around the FOB like a river. While he jumped into the camp and made a bee line towards the enemy commanders tent. The tactical droid seem to call for security as destroyer droids rushed to its position. Lash sent a caustic wave of chaos energy towards them. Their machinery turned to brittle melted pieces of scrap.

He burst through a fabricated wall into a control room. The tactical droid didn't say a word as it pulled out its side arm and started to shoot him. While every droid in the room did the same. Telekinesis lifted them off the ground and crushed them into recyclable cubes. Lash then had one of his tech-spirits jump into the separatist battle net. Regretfully, the tactical droid thought ahead and closed their connection to the rest of the planet. They were learning about his abilities.

He used the spell Recycle and scrapped the whole camp. Anything and everything fell to pieces and could be used again in the future. He rushed out of the collapsing building and sprinted into town as it seemed the droids had a berserk command code. Instead of capturing the natives, they started to shoot them on sight. Prisoners already captured were either trying to escape, or used their own bodies to shield their loved ones.

But right on time clone troopers appeared from the shadows and poured the blaster fire onto the droids saving the prisoners. The Twi'lek people shouted in both hope and fear as new soldiers appeared. Lash landed in front of the cages and tore the locks easily enough. The sight up caused many of the people to scream in fright until a few level heads raced outside the cages without fear of him.

“We are with the Grand Army of the Republic, and the Galactic Militia. Are any of you fighters?” Lash called out in perfect Rylothian.

A dozen or so hands shot up. He pointed towards a crate of blaster rifles, while the clones moved in to secure the rest of the FOB. The main force poured into the city. Several Twi'lek males, and females picked up the rifles and raced over to Lash. They looked him up and down until one male stepped forward and asked.

“Sir! What's next?”

“Let's go take your city back.” Lash replied, and ignited his red energy blades.

Dozens of clone trooper gunships flew overhead at that moment. They landed on rooftops and deployed their soldiers. Enemy fire poured from the city and many ships didn't make it. The few he could see Lash snagged with his Telekinesis and set them down gently. Behind Lash a Jensaarai defender arrived from shadow and started to tend to the wounded with the help of Barriss who was in tow. An emergency triage station was erected in the former FOB of the separatist.

“Master!” Ahsoka called out as she appeared from the shadows, Mil'Gix by her side.

“Mil'Gix find a rooftop and do your work.” Lash said to the Mandalorian who shot into the sky via jet pack. While her brother flew overhead with the Kom'rk ship.

“Ahsoka move in and retrieve any wounded you can find and bring them back here. Do you know how to use Shatterpoint to detect the bad from worst?” Lash asked, and Ahsoka paled when she realized what he wanted her to do.

“Y-Yes Master!” Ahsoka said.

“You five, this is Ahsoka Tano. Please work with her to bring both clone, and Rylothian back to this camp for treatment.” Lash said to the volunteer soldiers who nodded.

“M-Master!...I...I don't know if I can do this!” Ahsoka said with a stutter. Running triage was never a fun thing for combat medic. Determining who would die, and who would live. Lash walked over and settled his hands on her shoulders.

“Take a breath, and live in the moment.” Lash said to her softly, and cast Calm Emotions on her. She took one slow breath and felt the trembling stop. When she was finished Lash let her go, then moved over to a crate. He reached in and retrieved a convenient set medical bags for the little team.

“Take these, move together. Ahsoka, do you know how to speak Rylothian?” Lash asked, and she nodded calmly. “Get to it! May the Force be with you.”

Ahsoka and escort raced into the city. The city of Kala'uun was made out of duracrete, and durasteel. In the color of sandstone, and dirt brown. The design were mundane boxes, or cubes. They had a step layout to the city. Every few hundred feet another step, then another step after that. Several long winding roads that almost seem to serpentine up the path. The roads were only three lanes. While the rest of the port was inside the mountain. Lash could see several doors that had been blown open, while others were closed. Each one was just large enough to accommodate a trade freighter.

“How much of your city is underground?” Lash asked one of the remaining civilians that were helping with the new triage center. She jumped in surprise at being called on.

“Ummm... Sir, about half of it is underground.” She said, and Lash nodded in understanding. She ran off to continue working as wounded were already filtering in. A stretcher between two Rylothian's under the guard of Ahsoka.

Lash cursed Orn Free Taa's name more than once. The pig hadn't updated the republic government listings in decades. Lash needed a map, but most of Kala'uun didn't even have a holo-net connection. If he was being honest, the outside of the city was like a third world country from back home. He could only assume the actual port was more modernized. Lash decided to sit down and commune with nature. Just as he started to Meditate he received a call for help across the bond. He received flashes of a black robed warrior with a red light-saber.

“Crap!” Lash said as he recast Cat's Grace, then used Acceleration, and Superhuman Speed. Zero to five hundred mph in under ten seconds. He used Gravity Stride to jump across walls.

Lash arrived into what looked like a festival square with the remains of a stone fountain. He saw a dark acolyte using two red light-sabers. They were cut through the clones like paper. Lash jumped from a nearby wall and landed with a thundering crack! Then brought out his red energy blades from his vampraces. With his vastly superior speed he attacked and was deflected? Lash felt a Force-Push shove him away. He rolled with it and popped up. Off to the side he saw another acolyte appear from the shadows.

“Pathetic! I expected more from the Master of the Jensaarai!” The second dark Acolyte called out. But the first one looked like they nearly died of shock. Lash rolled his eyes and reached out with Call Lightning.

Brilliant blue, and purple colored lightning jumped to the first one, then the second. Took less then two seconds to flash cook them. Then Lash cut off the source of the spell and chuckled softly. He admitted to himself he rushed in. He shouldn't have done that. He was getting sloppy. Then he did a quick assessment of the dead. He used Corpse Repair, Sooth, Nature's Supplement, Nature's Kiss, and Kiss of the Grave. Just like that he resurrected eighty seven clones. He watched his energy levels drop by 46% but it quickly recovered like always. Then he watched as thirty seven clone troopers reached five thousand midi-chlorians and became Force-Sensitive, oops.

“You boys alright?” Lash asked the newly revived clones as they linked once more with the Temporary Pack Bond.

“Grand Admiral, Lash when did you get here?” A Sergeant asked, he had been cut in half.

“Just got here, cooked the dark acolytes well done. You were injured so I do a Force-Heal and you and your men.” Lash said, as he pointed out the obvious damage to their armor. But not a single trace of injury on their bodies.

“Copy that, sir! Thank you! Alright boy's back to work!” The Sergeant called out as the unit picked themselves up.

Lash reached out across the Temporary Pack Bond and then tested a theory.... Yes, his Master Map ability counted those attached as extensions of him. So he sent an updated map to his people. Then once again gave himself a facepalm of idiocy. Why didn't he use just his Map to begin with. He brought up Ryloth and zoomed into to Kala'uun and brought the whole city up. He updated the battle network map. Then drooped his shoulders in depression. He really needed to sit down and catalog all of his available abilities. He had to many to count.

Enemies were in red, allies in green, others in yellow. He saw a group of yellows hiding in what looked like a reinforced building inside the mountain. With a swarm of red dots attempting to get in. Lash linked up on the battle network, and across the bond and informed everyone where he was headed. Then recast Acceleration and sprinted off. He was sure it was confusing for his people. As a blur of color flashed by and droids would fall apart.

He raced up a street that led into the cavern and found an interesting sight. Giant pillars of duracrete with ornate carvings. Each one over a hundred feet in diameter that went from top to bottom. Mass networks of pipes, cranes, and rail lines were in the air. He assumed cargo would travel through this complex set of structures. He ran up a pillar and found that each door he saw on the outside led to a single landing platform. So that would mean Kala'uun only had a few dozen ports? For the one and only spaceport on the entire planet that was not a lot.

He cleared his mind of unnecessary things and moved to his destination. Which was the air traffic control tower. He saw a few Rylothian fighters firing down at the droids. While the droids shot back at them. A ruined tank which was tilted to one side had it's barrel pointing at the door. The droids had jury rigged the tank to fire on the door. A energy blast shot out and the whole tower shook under the force. Lash arrived between shots and cast Recycle on the tank. It flew apart like an exploding diagram. The B2 battle droids, and B1 all turned around and unloaded onto his position. Two mounted cannons on his shoulders, and repeating blasters in his vampraces made quick work of them. Then he received a stray shot from up top.

“Hello! I'm with the republic!” Lash called out in Rylothian.

“Who are you?” A woman's voice called down.

“Grand Admiral of the Galactic Militia, and Jensaarai Master Lash at your service.” Lash called up.

“We'd come out to greet you, but the door is jammed!” The woman called out.

“Just a moment!” Lash said and went to the door and used Repair. The melted door flash with blue light then worked correctly. Lash opened the door to receive a hail of blaster fire.

“Cease fire! Cease Fire!” A man shouted over the shower of energy. With strict discipline the Rylothian fighters stopped.

“Wow! That was impressive!” Lash said as he stepped from the cloud of smoke that had filled the entry way. The fighters raised their blasters but didn't shoot.

“I apologize for my people, Grand Admiral Lash. I am Cham Syndulla.” The male Twi'lek said as he came out from behind cover.

“What a serendipitous turn of events. I've been looking for you.” Lash said as he came over to him.

“Oh? Why is that?” Syndulla asked.

“Senator Orn Free Taa is dead. You are the new leader of Ryloth.” Lash replied.

“What?” Syndulla said...

Galen

Sorry for such a long delay on an update everyone. I will often place an update on my profile page if I am late. So check that out if you don't see me post anything. Anyways, thank you for reading.