Just Saved The Galaxy ; You're Welcome.
A/n: two likes is enough for me! Also I am happy knowing that non of my favorite characters die now 🤣.
The power outage hit without warning.
One moment the halls of the Jedi Temple were bright and steady, polished floors gleaming under soft light, the next, everything dropped into darkness with a sharp, unsettling hum as the systems cut out.
Emergency lights flickered on seconds later, casting the corridor in dim red strips that made everything feel…wrong.
You stopped walking immediately. "I hate this..." you huffed.
On either side of you, Captain Rex and Fives slowed too, their helmets already adjusting for low-light.
“Just a power fluctuation, ma’am,” Rex said evenly, though his posture shifted, subtly more alert.
“Yeah,” Fives added, glancing down the hall. “Nothing to worry about.”
You narrowed your eyes into the dimness. “That’s exactly what people say right before something is wrong.”
Fives snorted. “Relax, Princess,” he said, reaching to his side before pulling out a spare blaster and—very casually, handing it to you. “Here. Just in case.”
Rex’s head snapped toward him. “Fives—”
“What? It’ll make her feel better.”
You took it instantly. “…I do feel better,” you said, inspecting it with interest.
Rex stared at both of you like he was reconsidering every life choice that had led to this moment as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. “That was a mistake,” he muttered.
You ignored him, holding the blaster with far too much confidence for someone who absolutely should not have one.
The three of you continued down the hall, your footsteps echoing softly in the quiet. The Temple felt… different in the dark. Bigger. Emptier.
You were just about to complain again when a shape moved.
A hand reached out from the darkness, soft muttering and....you screamed and pulled the trigger.
The blast echoed loudly through the corridor.
There was a heavy, sudden thud as the figure dropped.
Your chest heaved as you stared at the body on the ground, blaster still raised, hands shaking slightly.
“…He startled me!” you snapped defensively, before either of them could say a word.
Fives and Rex rushed forward at the same time, boots hitting the floor hard as they came to a stop over the body.
Rex leaned down slowly. “…Oh.”
There, sprawled on the floor in an undignified heap, cloak pooled around him, was none other than Supreme Chancellor Palpatine.
Very much dead.Very much shot....Right in his chest.
You lowered the blaster slightly, still breathing hard. “…He was reaching for me!...muttering like a lunatic!!"
Fives blinked as he looked down at the body then towards you then, very slowly, reached out and took the blaster from your hands. “…Okay,” he said carefully. “I’m just gonna...take this back.”
Rex, meanwhile, nudged the body with his boot and with a hum he nodded. “…He’s dead.”
“Yes, Rex,” Fives said flatly. “We can see that.”
“…We should report this,” Fives added.
Rex looked around the dark hallway, to the body then at the conveniently open maintenance hatch a few feet away then back at Fives. “…Or,” Rex said slowly, “we don’t.”
Fives turned to him. “Rex—”
“What?” Rex shot back, already grabbing the body under the arms. “It’s the best option we have!”
“Besides—” Rex grunted as he started dragging Palpatine across the floor, boots squeaking faintly with the effort, “....who walks up on a princess in the dark wearing a black cloak?!”
You immediately pointed at him. “Right!”
Fives stared at both of you like he was losing his mind.
Rex reached the hatch, popped it open with his foot, and without another word dropped the Chancellor’s body down the chute.
There was a distant, echoing clatter.
Rex dusted his hands off like he’d just taken out the trash.
Fives pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose like he had a headache. “Unbelievable.”
You crossed your arms with a huff, chin tilting up as you puffed your cheeks out. “I mean, didn’t Eno Cordova say he was like… evil anyway?” you said matter-of-factly. “I listened to a lot of what he said—he had that whole vision thing about the Jedi Order falling and the Empire rising, and no one listened to him.”
Fives blinked at you. “…You’ve been eavesdropping on Jedi historians?”
“That’s not the point,” you snapped. “The point is—he could’ve been right.”
Rex crossed his arms now, nodding slightly. “He was wearing a cloak.”
“Exactly!” you said, gesturing dramatically. “And didn’t he have that creepy obsession with Anakin?”
Fives made a strangled sound.
“I mean,” you continued, completely serious, “if you really think about it, I basically just saved the galaxy.”
You turned with a little huff, hair flipping over your shoulder. “You’re welcome, by the way.”
Fives slowly looked at Rex.
“…We’re not telling General Skywalker,” Fives said.
“Absolutely not,” Rex agreed immediately.
Rex shook his head. “Definitely not.”
You glanced back at them, unimpressed. “Oh, please. He’d just lecture me about ‘reckless behavior’ and ‘consequences.’”
Fives let out a slow breath.
“…Yeah,” he muttered. “That’s… exactly what he’d do.”
From somewhere deep in the Temple, alarms suddenly started to blare, distant voices rising, confusion spreading as security systems tried to reboot and locate the missing Chancellor.
“…We should go,” Rex said quickly.
“Yes,” Fives agreed. “Immediately.”
You straightened, completely composed again like you hadn’t just accidentally assassinated the Chancellor of the Republic.
“Yes, I think that’s wise,” you said, already walking ahead of them.
They fell into step behind you, both far quieter than before.
“…This is bad,” Fives muttered under his breath.
Rex nodded. “…This is very bad.”
Up ahead, you glanced over your shoulder with a small, satisfied smile.
“Or,” you said sweetly, “it’s the best thing that’s ever happened.”
Fives groaned. “Unbelievable.”
The lie spread faster than the power outage had.
By the time the Temple lights flickered fully back on, the official story had already taken shape—polished, tragic, and just believable enough to stick.
“A cloaked figure,” one guard repeated, scribbling notes.
“In the dark,” Rex confirmed, perfectly steady. “We gave chase.”
“Lost him in the lower corridors,” Fives added, tone just strained enough to sound frustrated instead of deeply concerned for his own future.
You stood off to the side, arms crossed, expression composed in that effortless, royal way that suggested you were merely inconvenienced by the entire situation.
“Yes,” you said, with a small sigh. “Very dramatic. Very suspicious. I was quite startled.”
The guard nodded, scribbling faster. “Of course, Your Highness.”
From across the room, Anakin squinted at all three of you.“…You...lost him?” he repeated slowly.
“In a straight hallway?” Anakin pressed.
“…It was dark,” Fives said.
Anakin looked unconvinced.
Behind him, Obi-Wan stood with his usual composed posture, hands tucked into his sleeves—but his gaze lingered on you a second longer than necessary, as if checking for something unseen.
“…You’re certain you’re unharmed?” he asked quietly.
You waved a hand dismissively. “Perfectly fine.”
Anakin made a face. “You screamed.”
“You never listen when people say not to take weapons.”
You turned toward him, narrowing your eyes. “That sounds like a personal attack.”
Ahsoka, off to the side, was visibly vibrating with interest. "This is the most interesting thing that’s happened all week,” she whispered
Meanwhile, Fives was sweating.
And then a presence entered the room.
Eno Cordova stood near the back, hands folded behind him, head tilted slightly as he observed the scene with unsettling patience.His gaze moved from Rex… to Fives… to you and something in his expression said...He knows.
Fives saw it first. “…Oh no,” he whispered under his breath.
Rex followed his line of sight. “…Oh no.”
You turned and immediately straightened, offering your most composed, diplomatic smile. “Master Cordova.”
He inclined his head politely. “Your Highness.”
Silence stretched between you.
Cordova stepped closer, slow and thoughtful, eyes flicking briefly toward the guard still writing down the report. “A unknown cloaked figure, you say,” he murmured.
“Yes,” you said smoothly.
“And yet…...he vanished.”
“Like a shadow,” you added.
Cordova hummed softly. “…Curious.”
Because Cordova’s gaze shifted again, this time lingering on your hands… then flicking, almost imperceptibly, toward the direction of the lower maintenance levels.
“Oh,” he said quietly. “I see.”
Fives made a choking sound.
Rex stared straight ahead like a man facing his end with dignity.
You blinked once. “…See what?” you asked, tone perfectly innocent.
Cordova’s smile deepened just a fraction.“Nothing,” he said lightly, turning toward the guard. “Only that… in times of uncertainty, the Force often guides events in unexpected ways.”
The guard nodded like that meant something.“Yes, Master.”
Cordova gestured vaguely. “I believe this ‘figure’ may have used the confusion to escape through the lower systems. Waste processing, perhaps. An unfortunate but effective route.”
Cordova did not look at you. “…We’ll note that,” the guard said quickly, writing it down.
Anakin frowned. “That’s oddly specific.”
Cordova gave a small shrug. “A hypothesis.”
Ahsoka tilted her head, eyes narrowing slightly.“…Huh.”
Obi-Wan, meanwhile, watched Cordova with quiet interest but said nothing.
Because nothing was technically wrong.Just… suspicious.
Cordova stepped back, hands folding again behind him as he met your gaze one last time and for a brief moment there was something ancient in his eyes.
Something that had seen this coming.Then, softer, just for you “You are… exactly where you are meant to be.”
Your lips parted slightly.
Then he turned away, as if nothing had happened.
Fives exhaled so hard it was almost a wheeze. “…He knows,” he whispered.
Rex nodded once. “…He knows.”
You straightened, smoothing your outfit like you hadn’t just had your entire secret silently acknowledged and protected. “…Well,” you said lightly, “that worked out.”
Fives stared at you. “That worked out?”
“Yes,” you said, already turning to leave. “We’re fine.”
Behind you, Anakin was still frowning as he watched you whisper between the two clones.“…I don’t like this.”
Obi-Wan’s gaze flicked briefly to you as you passed him, lingering for half a second longer than necessary. “…Be more careful,” he murmured quietly.
You didn’t slow, just lifted your hand in a small, dismissive wave. "I always am.”
Fives groaned behind you. “Unbelievable.”
And at the back of the room, Cordova smiled to himself.
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