Sniffling, Crystaall wiped her face as she got up to change into her regular commoner outfit. It took only a few moments for her to change and return to her seat as the Dragon Hawke slowly approached the command ship for the Alliance. Sitting there, all she could think was what the voice had said, that death was a natural cause. But that wasn't true, because she could feel the death that struck her heart wasn't natural. Grey-Kast conversed with the Alliance command trying to get in, repeatedly telling them they came from Naboo after an Imperial Invasion. It took only a few minutes for them to check everything out and they soon cleared the Hawke to board. The Hawke landed casually and the ramp dropped down with a small clank of metal against metal. There to meet them was several Rebel soldiers with rifles pointed at them and a man with blonde hair in full white clothing. Crystaall would've thought he was their shining knight.
"Men-"
"Captain Felz..."
Everything after those words were blocked from Crystaall's mind. She saw lips moving, but what she was looking at was a woman leader in the Alliance. She no longer cared for the soldiers who lowered their rifles and began to leave or the man who decided to argue with the tall woman. But she was no ordinary leader, because she had orange, short-bob hair and an elegant outfit to go with it. Her name was Mon Mothma. Crystaall didn't know much about her except her name and that she was a major influence in the Rebel Alliance. Mothma soon turned her attention to Crystaall, shaking her out of the trance. Grey-Kast decided to take negotiating into his hands this time.
"I must apologize for Commander Felz's over-reaction. We are on our way to Yavin IV to discuss an attack of a major Imperial target."
"Ma'am, we have urgent news from Naboo."
"We are not in a position to help."
"What do you mean?"
"We are about to take down a very powerful force that can weaken the Empire's grip on the galaxy. The Imperial stranglehold of Naboo will have to wait."
At this moment Crystaall took a step-forward and starred Mon Mothma in the eyes.
"Then I will take Naboo back myself!"
"Surely you must be joking, not one woman can fight off a whole army of armed soldiers. Let alone a child. We can help afterwards. In the meantime, you can stay with us while we travel to Yavin IV."
Crystaall clenched her fist and threw her head down in shame. tears began to fall from her face and the girl began to sob with small sniffles. Mon Mothma turned to leave until Crystaall began to speak again.
"Then I have failed. What am I to do when I have no hope of saving a place I want to call home. To avenge my mother's death and bring pain onto the Empire for their treachery."
"But, no one died except for the soldiers and the Queen.... oh my."
Mon Mothma turned to face the two once more and looked at Grey-Kast with strength in her voice.
"I will have a special force go with you to Naboo, we can only spare one small command ship. We don't need all of our forces to take down this threat. I have to make the request, but I am sure with this new information, we can breif a ground team and have it going in about an hour."
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