Chapter 9: A Legend Forged Part 11

Crystaall shook her head as they tried to convince her that she should run for Queen, probably near the point to where they would have her rule until death. Did they not just hear what had happened? She had ruthlessly killed Jigual in a fierce battle. The Alliance risked one fleet to take Naboo, knowing that is was very certain they would lose those troops. Everyone had underestimated the fire in her heart, she couldn't lead when so many could doubt her. Not to mention she was never one to understand or care about politics. What she did see in herself was a fighter, and a warrior with fire in her heart and with not a single mention of giving up in her head. She still had lots to do before she even attempted to lead. The mysterious destiny that she had heard of was still unknown, and she couldn't expect leading the planet into war with the Alliance. Instead she had a different plan.

"Unfortunately, I must pass on your offer."

"But why M'lady?"

"I may be the daughter of the previous Queen, but my actions have proved my reckless intent. I would lead you into a war that would destroy your people. Elect a new Queen, one that is of neutral party so that she will be well protected. She will lead your people. My people. Just remember me as a Princess until the day I die. I will never strip the crown from those who have done a lot to earn it."

"But what will you do?"

"Will you wander off into the galaxy looking into more of your past?"

"No, I intend to look toward the future. I will join the Alliance and fight for this galaxy to be free. The Alliance in the meantime will keep an eye on Naboo, but will not take control. They don't have enough power to take control of another planet and they need a fighter like myself. Please go.... I know you have work that needs to be done."

The men and women left the grave in disappointment but began to discuss how much they understood about Crystaall's talk. All she did was smile as the 4 clone troopers released themselves from their position and casually walking up to the young hunter.

"I assume you're in that armor John?"

"Yes Ma'am. We are here at the request that we serve under you. The Queen.... former Queen issued a contract that we would serve her daughter should she die."

"You are welcome aboard my ship, but you will use none of those numbers you have been given. Its too hard for anyone to remember, even for a teenager like myself."

"Understood Ma'am. If I may ask, why are you speaking so calmly as if you are older than you actually are?"

"Wouldn't you like to know? Let's just say I have a good feeling I will need to keep my head cool at sometimes. Can't have my emotions screwing up missions do we?"

"Not at all Ma'am."

"And lose the act. I will be your new leader. Treat me like one of your own. I am not your superior, even if I may become stronger in the future. Now come on, we got to go meet up with Mon Mothma and the rest of the Alliance."

With those words she began to leave the grav as well with the Squad starring at each other. Gey-Kast walked side-by-side with her as the Squad began to follow them. On her face, a smile of confidence produced itself as they got closer and closer to the Dragon Hawke. But in her mind, hope barely existed, for she began to constantly wonder about her future and the sword and the A.I. And Vex.

Chapter 9: A Legend Forged Part 10

Crystaall only sighed as she sheathed her sword and breathed deeply for a few moments before answering her friend.

"I was pushed too hard I suppose."

"Well can you at least explain why his sword is stuck in his forehead?"

"He disrespected my mother. I don't take disrespect kindly."

Grey-Kast walked up to Crystaall and sighed as he put a hand on her shoulder and sighed.

"We did it."

"Yea."


Fireworks and the like shot off in the air as well as music. The night sky was beautiful again as the sky was lit up with stars. People were cheering in the streets as if the Empire was truly defeated. It was only the beginning as word spread a few hours earlier that the Death Star had been destroyed. As the crowds cheered and partied with the Rebel soldiers, only a few people stood outside the city walls. The grass was clean cut as she sat on her knees. In her hands were a bouquet of roses as she stared at the fancy grave in front of her. The large stone was decorated with royal red and flourished gold ribbons as Crystaall reached down to place the flowers at the head of the grave. She took her time standing up and turned around to see many people standing behind her. Grey-Kast and herself were still wearing their battle outfits as they both stared each other in the eye. To the rodian's left, was an odd sight. Three fancy looking men and  woman stood there with anticipation. To the rodian's right was an even weirder sight. 4 men dressed in old clone trooper armor stood in a kind of formation. The fancy people quickly made their way to address Crystaall without even giving her a chance to focus.

"Ma'am, we are here to hand over to you the crown. The people would be happy to have a strong girl such as yourself lead our people. You see the world through a much more innocent eye than our own."

"Yes, please lead the Naboo people to peace and support the Rebel Alliance."

"M'lady if you do this you will become that of legend. No one would dare stand against a young Queen who isn't afraid to get her hands dirty."