One year. One whole year. It had been one year since he had seen Padme. He had seen a whole decade fly by faster than the year he had just been through. War changes everything, war changes time. War stretches time, tries to get every last drop of precious time. The Clone Wars have changed everything, people, even jedi.

They say Myrth is a planet of wonders. One minute you could be in a tropical forest, all kinds of rare and exotic animals. Take one more footstep and you would be in a countryside full of roaming giniths. If you still were looking for something amazing, take another step, you could find yourself anywhere. From ocean beaches to the Myrth Speederboarding Resort up in the mountains. All he saw though was destruction. He lived through the battle of Geonosis and the battle of Jabilm, but they seemed like nothing compared to this.

Obi-Wan mumbled something under his breath. Something told Anakin that he did not like this plan, he guessed it wouldn’t really look good on Obi-Wan’s record. His master and him did not get along anymore. The council knew about it all along, it was just not until now that they figured that the feud could never be stopped or fixed. For one mission, they had been split up.

Anakin snapped back into reality. He looked around him. Suddenly, he didn’t feel as relaxed as he did a few seconds ago. This was a vital mission, so they hired some backup. He did not feel safe with this backup they hired, there were a million people he would of rather had with him. But he was stuck with Boba Fett. He saw what Mace did to Boba’s father, so it probably wasn’t a good idea to have Boba and Mace on the same gunship.

He was tired, they had run into trouble before they even started to fly. The pilots were killed, so now Master Yoda and an ARC trooper were piloting the ship.

An huge explosion ripped trough the air, only a few meters away, Company. Boba Fett ran for the back cannon. He was amazed at the young child’s abilities, almost jedi like. The ship jolted forward, They were hit. Another explosion pushed then forward. He then realized, they weren’t hit, their followers were. He looked back, two balls of fire were floating in the air. There was one more fighter. It was a kuat fighter, her looked closer... it was a Republic Gunship! He got out his Electrobinocualars, he saw the pilot, it was a battle droid... The Separatists had stolen Republic vehicles. The final explosion. They were out of trouble, for now. But once the smoke cleared, he still saw the gunship. It wasn’t the droids who were hit, it was our gunship. It was our left wing. Just as he looked over, it fell off. Everything went still, then they sank downward. No one could move, even him. The sky was lost, they were now in the trees. They stopped. He fell out, along with everyone else. He hit the ground, and felt every ounce of pain. He was knocked unconscious.

He was falling. He couldn’t move for a second, but then he regained control. He ignited his jetpack. Soon he was going up, back to the gunship stuck in the tree. There were the two people he was looking for, but he could only take down one at a time. It would take a while. The others would probably be awake before he could get them down.

He saw Anakin wake up just as he was bringing down Yoda, who was still unconscious after the Command Gunship slammed into the trees. While everyone was recovering from the fall, he decided to save the only shelter they had. As he rocketed up to the gunship, he saw an object approaching the fallen jedi. It was a nexu. He remembered it from the Geonesian arena. Trying to come up with a plan, he put his jetpack on hover. Think Fett think! What would dad, no what would I do... Darts!

He only had one dart... He aimed... He fired! The nexu sprung out of the way at the last second, too bad he used a anti-lock dart. It was all over, the nexu had already started to spring on Obi-Wan Kenobi. All of a sudden there was a blinding blue light. Then when he could see again, the nexu was gone. But what he did see was the ARC trooper, in firing position, aiming at the spot he has last seen the nexu.

"Hello? This is ARC trooper MB-1138, who are you?" "This is Boba Fett, assigned bounty hunter for this mission. I am trying to bring us some shelter. Nice shooting." "Don’t mention it, how do you plan to get the gunship down? "I’m don’t, I am jut going to check if its in working condition and lower it so that we can create a small repulsorlift out of scraps of it. It would be stupid to ground it, the nexus would be all over us." "You’re right sir, sorry. How can I help?" "Take care of everyone, and maybe move them a few meters, just in case the ship falls." "Yessir."

That was easy. Now for the hard part. He started up again to the gunship. He was only a few meters away when his jetpack shorted out. That damn ARC trooper used up all my fuel! He started falling rapidly. He shot off his cable. It was going right for the ship, then suddenly it slacked! Too short! He got it! He knew what to do. He aimed, then fired the towing cable in his missile. Direct hit! The line went straight, his backpack jerked up. He didn’t. He only had a split second to save himself, he grabbed on the jetpack with both hands.

He was dangling 100 meters in the air. He carefully pressed the tow button. The jetpack started to go up towards the gunship. Once the line was fully towed, he jumped up onto the gunship, heading for the controls. As he climbed in the cockpit, he saw two gunships fly overhead. Are those friend or enemy? It didn’t matter, they were gone before he could signal them. He turned the gunship on, it worked. The only problem was the wing, and they could hover without it. He undocked it from the trees, it was working. He saw a place far down, it would hold the gunship. Thats the first thing that went good today. As he climbed out of the cockpit, he realized... how was he going to bring the scraps down? There was only one way...

He ignited the magnets in his gloves, then started to climb up the side of the gunship, jetpack in one hand. He reached the engines, and cut a slice of metal off of the top. There it was, an auxiliary rod of fuel. It was the perfect fit for his jetpack. The second thing that went right, I don’t think they’ll be a third. He unhinged the engine, and fastened it to his jetpack. The jetpack ignited, and shot him up into the air. Then they slowly went down, finally reaching the ground. He felt safe, but he knew it wouldn’t last.

Boba Fett was landing. Boba Fett had told him to secure the camp, so he would walk around the perimeter to see if anyone, or anything was around. He saw a few mutant spiders, and a one nexu. But they were all too far away to worry about them. By the time he got back, the Fett kid was finished with turbolift. All the jedi were awake. He saw Fett bringing the last jedi up into the gunship. It was perfectly nestled between two of the planets giant pine trees. He went up into the shelter to see the jedi. Anakin and Yoda were the only two that were able to walk around. Mace had suffered a severe broken leg and Obi-Wan had been wounded by the nexu.

"Hello Master Yoda, how can I help?" "Have a mission for you, we do. You, Anakin and the Fett boy need to go get help. Stay here I will, take care of our two hurt jedi, I must." "Mission possible Master Yoda, we will head out at seventeen hundred hours." "Ok, everyone ready?" he asked. They headed out before a reply was made. They had hiked for 6 kilometers, but no sign of civilization. "Look! A gunship, over to the east." Anakin Yelled "Be careful, there is a swamp. Go around, not through." He followed them around the edges of the swamp. He had gone to close to the core of it. As Anakin raced ahead, Boba and I got caught in the quicksand.

He didn’t know what to do. Boba Fett ignited his jetpack and flew out, then landed right next to Anakin. He couldn’t find the energy to yell for help. Before he knew it, he was already down to his waist. His oxi tanks! They should still be functional. As he pressed the button, he heard something he wished he hadn’t. "OXI TANKS LEAKING... EMPTY." They were damaged in the crash. It was over. He was as good as dead.

He always wanted to be one in a million. For the last minutes of his life, he tried to be.

Why do they send us out there? We are just pawns for them, they don’t care if we get slaughtered. We aren’t humanoid beings to them, were just 20,000 for 2 million credits. Thats all they think we are. He was up to his shoulders. What if that ship was one of the enemy ships? What if it was all a trap? He didn’t care. If it was battle droids they all die. If it was really troopers, then theory all saved, and they’ll pick up the other jedi. He’ll die either way. His nose and head were covered. And ten years of training, and nine months of battle, drifted away into the force.