//------------------------------// // Battles // Story: Fluttershy's First Trial: Years of Memories // by Hikarikurai24587 //------------------------------// Chapter Thirteen: Battles As another year passed, the more it seemed like the Mandalorian Civil War would never end. Fluttershy did her best to get as many people to safety and making sure Sans wasn’t in any danger of being found. It felt like she was running around in circles if she was honest. In the end though she was grateful that she managed to save lives but those who were dead weighed heavily on her mind. Her eyes looked around for any sign of Death Watch keeping a spear close. Her lightsaber hidden under her robes and she decided to keep her knowledge of the Force on the downlow. Footsteps echoed from an alleyway nearby as a voice called out. "You there girl." The sounds of the footsteps grew louder as they drew closer. Fluttershy turned her head slightly peering out from behind her veil. A blaster bolt whizzed by her ear from the direction of the stranger as he spoke again. "You're not welcome here." He kept himself hidden, but he was definitely close. "You're the girl I've been hearing about. Fett's girl." “I am but a mere Caretaker.” Fluttershy answered, turning around. “You must be Tor Vizsla.” "You definitely have your wits about you, but I am displeased at the fact that you take me for a fool." Tor Vizsla answered as he walked into view, Mandalorian armor shining off the rays of the sun. "You think you have everyone else fooled but not me Miss 'Caretaker'." He pointed the blaster he fired with earlier towards Fluttershy. “How have I fooled anyone?” Fluttershy asked, gripping the spear tightly. She was curious about what this man thought of her. "You appear to be hiding who you are for some reason, and I would like to know why and what your relationship with Fett is." He asked almost impatiently, the blaster still held towards her. “He saved my life.” Fluttershy told him standing up straight, moving the veil slightly. “And I keep my face hidden not to hide who I am, but what I am.” Her eyes narrowed before widening as she activated “the Stare” but kept it at a low power. Tor hesitated a bit as he felt a weird sensation go through his body. He shook his head as he stared at Fluttershy yelling. "What are you doing, you witch?!" “An ability unique only to me, I do not wish to fight you Vizsla. I would rather we never meet again. What I can do, however, is protect your own people from your actions.” Fluttershy answered, lowering the veil and hiding her eyes once again. “Do not be so quick to pass judgement.” Vizsla fell to his knees, his hands on his head as he dropped his blaster. He let out a yell as he charged towards Fluttershy in a mad state of mind. Fluttershy, panicking at the yell, flared her wings sending a blast of wind towards Tor before they folded over her shoulders quickly. Tor felt himself pushed back as he regained some sanity back. He activated his jetpack keeping his distance as he fired a rocket towards Fluttershy. Fluttershy closed her eyes feeling the wind wrap around her. She moved forward with the wind seemingly teleporting to a good distance away. She looked up at Tor before leaping into the air towards the roof of one of the buildings. Feeling like he was at a disadvantage not knowing his enemy well enough, Tor settled on a building opposite Fluttershy. "What are you?" Fluttershy was quiet, unsure of what to say, how to reply. Instead she looked at him saying. “I am merely someone who is very far from home. I am currently waiting to go home, but in the meantime I will help others.” "I won't forget this meeting, nor will I forget you." Tor replied angrily as he flew away. Fluttershy looked in his direction before whispering. “I know.” Sans sighed as he rested on his heels, the ship in front of him almost fixed. It was easier to fix the external damage but getting it flying again was always the hard part. "Just one more sweep in this sector and we report back." A voice off in the distance spoke, sounds of metal footsteps approaching the area. Sans glanced behind him before pulling up his hood and moving to a more hidden position.  "But sir if I may, this all seems to be a little farfetched to me." Another voice spoke. "Be that as it may, you have your orders." The voice from before replied. Sans listened in as he summoned a bone javelin. "Sir Vizsla, there's a ship here!" A voice shouted as a small group of four Mandalorians ran to the ship. A fifth, probably the leader named Vizsla approached them. Sans clenched his teeth, his normal grin fading a bit as his left eye glowed. He had heard stories from the Mandalorians citizens about Tor Vizsla, he wondered if this was the same person.  "You four go report back while I investigate the area." Vizsla ordered as the squad gave a salute and flew off. Sans watched them for a moment before turning his attention to Vizsla studying him carefully. He formed a shortcut to the top of the ship but didn’t take it just yet. "Whoever is here, show yourself and I will show you mercy!" Vizsla shouted. "I am Pre Vizsla of Clan Vizsla and I only want to talk." Pulling up his hood Sans moved out slightly testing Pre’s reaction to the movement. He was ready to take the shortcut at the first sign of aggression. "You needn't be afraid, I mean you no harm." Pre said calmly as he unholstered his blaster and placed it gently on the ground. Sans walked out saying. “can’t blame me for being cautious.” "Indeed. I must say I am quite unfamiliar with your species, what exactly are you may I ask?" Pre questioned his tone unchanging yet with the helmet on it was hard to tell emotion. Sans’ grin fell as he thought back to the death of his brother. He looked at Pre saying. “eh, i’m just a skeleton, not really a species just me.” "Pardon me for not believing you. I think there's more than you're letting on." Pre's tone shifted a bit to sound a little bit irritated. “both statements are the truth, i am a skeleton monster.” Sans stated, not really wanting to repeat the last bit. “got a problem with it?” "A skeletal monster? Exactly what do you take me for?" His tone became increasingly agitated as he quickly picked his blaster back up. “careful kid, i don’t want to assume you’re a bonehead.” Sans said, impressed that he managed a pun in this situation. He readied to teleport and to summon the Gaster Blasters, he didn’t want to harm Pre but he needed to defend the ship. A growl came out from Pre as he took flight, carefully aiming his blaster towards Sans and began firing. Sans flickered to the top of the ship, locking another shortcut behind Pre. He jumped down and vanished, when he appeared he said. “you better stop right there, kid.” "What in the…?" Pre questioned as he tried to get a clear shot. Sans swiped Pre’s knees with the bone before locking another point into the air. Pre felt the shock from the swipe as he nearly lost control of himself. He readied a flamethrower as he spun around firing it wherever he thought Sans would be. Sans teleported into the air summoning a Gaster Blaster to catch him.“close one, getting heated here isn’t it?” "Would you shut up?!" Vizsla shouted in anger as he turned to force Sans into melee combat. Sans summoned bones launching them toward Pre from on top of the Gaster Blaster. Pre's gauntlets revealed blades on them as he sliced at the oncoming bones. Sans’s grin remained before he heard his radio going off. “Sans?” “crap.” Sans muttered, allowing the Gaster Blaster to fire a quick shot behind Pre as he went to answer the call. "No you don't!" Pre shouted as he began firing towards him. Sans teleported out of the way saying. “kind of busy here. it’s rude to interrupt a call.” Pre ignored the remark as he continued to fire. Sans glared down before unleashing a barrage of bones towards Pre hoping to either knock the blaster out of his hand or to keep him busy.  “Sans, I’m bringing a large group of refugees to the ship. Please tell me you have it running.” Fluttershy’s voice was on edge, hinting that something had happened. Pre was in the background slicing at the bones trying to inch towards Sans. Sans managed to respond to Fluttershy. “i’ve got the ship mostly fixed, but i’m currently dealing with a young member of that group… dead watch?” Pre let out an annoyed growl as he shot towards the radio. Sans stared at the now destroyed radio before looking at Pre. He summoned three more Gaster Blasters. “i see you’re dead serious, ‘bout time that I step up my game.” "Enough of your games!" Shouted Vizsla as he shot rockets towards the Gaster Blasters and proceeded to continue firing at Sans. Sans summons four more as the one he was on flew in different directions as it fired its own blasts towards Pre. Sans wasn’t going to harm him enough to kill him. Fluttershy wouldn’t be happy with him at all if he did that. Pre quickly flew higher into the air to dodge, firing relentlessly at his opponent. Sans teleported around knowing that Fluttershy was getting closer and closer. He had to finish this up soon, he heard the wind whistling as he kept up his barrage. Pre stopped focusing on Sans for a moment as he gazed towards the ship. "If I can't hit you then…" He prepared some rockets that he immediately fired towards the ship. Sans moved to summon more Gaster Blaster when the wind warped around the missiles. Sans’ grin widened as he looked at Pre. "What in blazes?!" Pre shouted as he started to back away. A shadow blocked the sun momentarily as Fluttershy descended from the sky. A group coming in from behind the ship, one saying. “I’ll be able to finish up the fixes. Your friend did a good job.” “Stay safe.” Fluttershy told him before looking at Sans, her hand lifting and a soft green mist wrapped around Sans. He felt his stamina returned. "You won't get away with this. You both have been marked enemies of Death Watch!" Pre Vizsla yelled as he made a swift retreat. Sans felt Fluttershy’s hand on his shoulder before letting one last blast loose right behind Pre. Fluttershy gave him a rather disappointed look and he just shrugged his shoulders. “had to leave him with something to remember us by.” “You didn’t have to shoot at him.” Fluttershy shook her head. “This group wants to head to the Deep Core to try and plea with the Senate.” “i’ll get them there.” Sans responded with a nod of his head. “you should rest, looks like you’ve been in a fight of your own.” “Jango Fett will be challenged with their leader.” was Fluttershy’s response. “I do not approve of revenge but I know it is what he will seek when he is free.” Pre landed on top of a building not far from his squad, catching his breath as he sat down. He took off his helmet and placed it next to him. He pounded his fist into the ground saying. "Tor won't take too kindly at the fact of my retreat, but what of my squad? Curse that skeleton monster!!!"