Star Wars: Summoning UNSC in Galaxy far, far away!

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-Change of POV: Alex's POV

This last 6 days were certainly interesting..

I though to myself, as Obi-Wan landed the Nubian Ship on top of the platform on Coruscant, specifically designed for Naboo Ambassadors.

In this case, Naboo royalty.

I opened my mouth to speak.

"Well, I and my team will be here on the ship. It's not like we have anything else to do, beside you know, guarding our only exit from this planet?" I turned my head towards the other residents of the ship, the Naboo Escort, the Jedi pair and two former slaves.

No one objected on contrary, they don't have anything to object at all.

Panaka only nodded.

The 'Queen' replied. " That's fine, your presence won't be needed for the Senate Overhearing.' She nodded towards me, though I returned the nod, my eyes flickered towards Padmé in the group of Handmaidens.

Noticing my eyes meet her's own, she only nodded.

Ah, should I feel blessed that I have 'known' her?

"Same with the Jedi Council. " Qui-Gon Replied as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, with his close eyed smile. Before his eyes meet Anakin's nervous ones.

As the boy in question is standing beside his mother, his hands almost going to grip her clothes..

But he barely restrained himself, but his hands still twitched few times.

" But your," Qui-Gon looked at Shmi for a second before moving his gaze towards the younger Skywalker of the pair, " And Anakin's presence will be required, as I took the initiative of including young Anakin into Jedi Order, and so both of you will be required to meet the Council for the final decision. " He added the last part.

Though, chances of Anakin being inducted into Jedi Orders have drooped significantly simply due to saving Shmi Skywalker wasn't mentioned, for good or bad, we'll see.

Though, suddenly as if he sensed Anakin's fear and uncertainty, he knelled on the floor of the ship, before ruffling Anakin's hair for a second with a fond smile upon his face.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine, you just need to calm down a bit.."

My eyes didn't waver from this interaction.

As though, outside of every Jedi in the Jedi Order, Qui-Gon Jinn is the perfect one to teach Anakin, not only is he Jedi that thinks outside of the box but..

He is a Grey Jedi, a Jedi that's between Dark and Light Sides of the force, a one that is not going to pick one, but to adapt to each one to some degree.

Since Anakin is attached to his mother, usual Jedi Training wouldn't cut it out for him, especially if you take the account of his possible future relationship with Padmé. 

Especially since Jedi teaching is all about letting go of hatred, pain, fear and family. And focus on everything else, just to avoid even slightest amount of Dark Side.

And that, certainly wouldn't cut it out for him, since he is attached to his mother too much alrady.

fraks! 

But Gray side?

That might as well be perfect, he could attain his full potential that way.

But we have more important matters at hand, right now.

~Swish! The doors leading to cockpit opened, as Obi-Wan exited from it. A funny smile on his face, one of satisfaction probably.

And just as he did, the boarding ramp also decided to un-clip itself from the ship, and with a resounding thud, it made contact with the hard steel of the landing platform.

And everyone moved.

And slowly, with Jedi pair in tow, we all exited.

Primarily I did so I could take a breath here, some fresh air after being stuck in the ship for last 6 days, with two adequate showers.

Did I mention I showered? 

I had to do it, it would be disgusting otherwise, but meeting my 'new' body wasn't an easy task either..

'Why did I even pick female Avatar, if I only knew this was real then I could have made a Heracles-looking body with ripping muscles.' I wiped the imaginary tear from my eyes.

-Flashback-

-First Shower-

1 Day after escaping Tatooine-

The Refresher Room, or also called Bathroom.

Alex stood in all of her armored glory, in the bathroom of course.

At first she though deep on how to solve this issue.

It's a rather serious one though.

And the worst part of it? If someone told her that the first woman's body she would have seen would have been her own...

She shivered..

She has been running around in her armor for some time already, and it's about the right time she takes proper care of her own body.

Despite inheriting large amount of 'Auto-Pilot' memories, ones of proper hygiene and going to bathroom weren't one of them.

Which she was thankful of, at first.

So in conclusion, this will be her first time ever..

It's one think to go for 'fast necessities', but completely other matter for something like 'this'. 

She shuddered, but quickly broke that though, as she turned sharply around and walked up to the corner of the refresher.

And started taking off the SPI-Armor from her body.

First thing first, she started with helmet, she took it off and placed it down on the corner, much away from the tush cabin.

With that, she started by taking off her gauntlets, with precise movements and systematic orders from the helmet for taking off the armor.

Then she took off her armored boots, armored plates over her legs, armored plates of her elbow and above.

Then the harder part arrived, as her hands moved towards the chest-plate and back-plate.

With a minute or two fondling around, she managed to take them off.

Compared to MJOLNIR armors that need whole Machines to put them on Spartans, SPI-Armor is easy to put and to take off.

With all that done, Alex is still wearing the bodysuit below the armor.

Bodysuit is combined of upper body [long sleeved Shirt] and lower body [Pants with stockings]. She took them off too, and put them away, near the armor.

She will need to wear that same bodysuit once more, since well, she doesn't have another one to change into, and the SPI-Armor certainly offers the much needed protection she desires.

And she walked towards the shower cabin, one leg stepped on it...

-End of Flashback-

I shook my head off at those thoughts, and instead averted my attention towards the approaching Senator of Naboo.

Sheev Palpatine, the future leader of Republic, in all his suspicious glory.

Or as some people might as well call him, Darth Sidious, the Future Emperor of Galaxy.

He approached us with a pair of Senate Guards.

Y'know those Humans wearing all blue armor? With a cape and Corinthian Helmet? And with a blaster rifle?

Yeah, those guys.

They might be bad soldiers, but they armors are certainly cool looking, point given towards them.

As they approached us, slowly.

And soon enough.

"It's fantastic occurrence to see you in such good health, Your Majesty." The younger but future Emperor of the Galaxy said as he bowed towards his current superior and leader of his Home-Planet in 'respect' and an radioactive yet fake smile plastered across his face.

Too many fake smiles, I hate politicians.

"Of course, Senator." 'Queen' only nodded, still continuing her expressionless face.

'Senator'and definitely not Sith Lord gave nod to Jedi Pair, before his head moved towards my direction.

And he stepped up, torward me and my Spartans behind me.

My Spartans had thankfully put their Assault Rifles behind their backs, every single one of them. But their height didn't do much past intimidating the Senator Guards, as they gripped their own blasters even tighter.

But they remained still, Spartans' gazes were sharp yet prepared.

Noble 6 stood beside Alex, on her right side, his right hand already prepared to draw the blaster he has at his disposal.

Red Team stood behind Alex, but also just as much prepared as Noble 6 is, for any and all possible actions should any situation go wrong.

That's the Spartan regime in there!

Tensions build up in two seconds too much, so much that you might even be able to cut them up with a knife.

"You must be a brave Mercenary who stood against Trade Federation's might and managed to rescue the Queen of Naboo." Palpatine started, I didn't bother to interrupt him on 'misunderstanding' on me being a Mercenary, since that's what we sent them informations about us.

Me and my team. To be mercenaries, though Qui-Gon Jinn and Padme are aware of it not being true, yet they didn't correct others..

So I only shifted my helmet up and down in a nod. " Indeed, Senator."

"You have my deepest gratitude in your act of bravery, we of Naboo are sure to pay off our debts, both to you and your..." A pause as he shifted his body towards the Spartans around me. "Your companions." His eyes narrowed, just barely.

I nodded, no matter how much I though or wanted to scream out that 'Palpatine' is the Sith Lord. I cannot do such a thing.

Why? 

Because we NEED him, most of all. Because of his acts and everything he had done, his every act on some way managed to cause the galaxy to prosper.

From sudden rise of technology in Empire era, allowing for Death Star Creation, Eye of Palpatine Creation, Executor and so many more extravagant pieces of technology, to Droid Technology.

And later, the First Order.

And what about the threats from outside the Galaxy? About that Vong?

Yes, I could go and talk with the Jedi Council, tell them that Palpatine is a Sith Lord, and let them feel it through the force, and truth of my voice.

That can work for Jedi, but for other Senators who don't believe in force or are not force sensitives? That might as well be similar to a coup, on a Senator no less, without any valid proof.

So in other words, we need hard proof to placate other Senators first, and even if I did find one.

I mean Darth Maul still exist, taking him to Jedi would be perfect way to find evidence, if they can extract informations from him.

"Please this way, Your Majesty. Supreme Chancellor Finis Valorum is expecting you in his office." Palpatine motioned the Naboo escort to follow him towards the Speeder and they did.

Just in time as another one parked up behind the Naboo Escort.

But before Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi walked up to it, along with Skywalker pair, he turned towards us. " Keep the ship secure, I have a strong feeling in the force that we might need it soon." He mysteriously mentioned, raising an eyebrow from his Padawan as Obi-Wan nodded towards me.

"Thank you Miss for everything!" Anakin waved to me as he jumped up inside the speeder, but just in time getting scolded by his mother for such action.

I crossed my arms over my chest as I shook my head in fondness.

Ah, kids are always honest with everyone.

As I waited for all of them to leave the platform, I turned toward my own 'escort'.

"So, what are your own opinions of them, the Humans of this Galaxy?"

The Red Team looked at each other for a moment, seemingly speaking between themselves only with their stares and gazes.

Or perhaps, connecting each other with their respective helmets.

Meanwhile, Leo-B312 stepped forward with a salute. " May I be frank, your Highness?"

I raised my eyebrow under my helmet, but I motioned for him to continue with my right hand.

"I find the choice of helping them a right one, though I'm certainly interested in their current technological path and how much they are different compared to us and even Covenant in that spectrum. Though I did not enjoy the presence of that Jar Jar Binks in my proximity, he reminds me of Grunts too much..."

I winced under my helmet, I can't blame him on that one, Jar Jar has been..

How to say it but to not offend him...

A certain package we were barely able to deal with, but he will prove himself useful soon anyway.

Especially with how close Noble 6 was with shooting him, once the frog alien made a move to touch Noble 6's Sniper Rifle.

But the red team on other hand...

Jerome stepped forward. " Our opinion is invalid, as long as Your Highness orders us, we shall do so."

I shook my head with that.

There was one thing I tried to do in this entire flight together.

And that was trying to make Spartans 2s open up towards me. 

It's one thing managing to open up Leo-B312's heart since he was well known to care for his allies, humans and random civilians with who he talked in Reach Campaign.

And Spartans 2s?

They don't know even to decipher those emotions into words, but they can act on it.

At least Alice can.

She was certainly fine company along this entire journey.

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But not even two hours later, we were going straight back, towards the Naboo this time.

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