Fan Fiction – Revenge of the Master – Chapter 3

Hello Friends! I realize that I have not posted anything in over three weeks, and I apologize whole heartedly. School and university classes have started up once again in full force. I have had little to no time to write anything at all, but thankfully, this Sunday evening I have carved out a little to time to post something for you all. However, since I don’t have a whole lot of time, I have decided to post a chapter of my Fan Fiction for you all to enjoy.

I promise that my post on Attack of the Clones is coming soon, but it will just take me a little more time. Thank you all for understanding!

Any who, without further ado, I present chapter three of Revenge of the Master that I have titled, From Cruiser to Coruscant. Enjoy! 😄

The Doctor, Amy, Rory, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and the Chancellor were roughly being marched to General Grievous’s command deck. Amy and Rory fell into stride with the Doctor at the back of group.

“Doctor, why would the Tardis leave us behind?” Amy whispered softly, close to his ear.

“Yeah—she’s never done that before. She always so—you know—reliable,” Rory added also in a muffled whisper.

“I don’t know…but she would only leave if forced too. It doesn’t make any sense,” the Doctor paused and squinted in deep thought. “But…when we landed, I scanned the area and found high levels of time energy. Perhaps there has been a misalignment in time—or worse, a fracture.”

The Doctor suddenly looked at them both and broad smile on his face.

Who knows?” he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. “We’ll just have to find out.”

They were marched into the command deck where the cyborg General Grievous stood awaiting them.

“Ah…yes…the negotiator. General Kenobi…we’ve been expecting you…” Grievous announced in a scratchy, automated, yet humanistic voice. “That wasn’t much of a rescue.”

“And…” before he could continue, he erupted into a series of wheezing coughs. Rory frantically pulled his shirt up to cover his nose and mouth, apparently afraid to catch some kind of space disease. Amy glanced at him and rolled her eyes. 

Grievous continued walking forward, “Anakin Skywalker. I was expecting someone with your reputation to be a bit…older.”

“Well that’s not very nice, you oversized…puffy…bully,” Amy managed, trying her best to sound threatening, but her Scottish accent was not in the least helping.

“Nice,” Rory mumbled.

The Doctor laughed under his breath.

“We have a job to do, Mrs. Pond. Try not to upset him,” Obi-Wan reprimanded. He was clearly exasperated.

“Your lightsabers will make a fine addition to my collection,” Grievous wheezed, placing Anakin’s and Obi-Wan’s lightsabers into the pockets of his large cloak.

“Not this time. And this time, you won’t escape,” Obi-Wan said.

“R2,” Anakin called out.

At that precise moment R2 let out a blast of electricity, catching Grievous and his protectors off guard. Obi-Wan spun and telekinetically attracted his lightsaber, sending it flying into his hands from the inside of the Cyborg’s cloak. He made quick work of freeing his and Anakin’s bonds. Both Jedi knights were now armed and ready to strike.

“Crush them—make them suffer!” General Grievous snarled, enraged. His guards leapt into action.

Rory grabbed Amy and pulled her down as the fighting commenced while the Doctor joined the Jedis, disabling battle droids left and right with his Sonic Screwdriver. Obi-Wan and Anakin quickly destroyed the higher-ranking droids.

“Rory…look,” Amy murmured in his ear, pointing behind them, where the Chancellor was being dragged away by two battle droids.

In a second she was out of Rory’s grasp, wrenching a blaster out of a disabled battle droid’s hand.  

“Amy…” Rory mouthed after her. He hesitated for only a second before sprinting after her.

He reached her just as she blasted one of the two battle droids into oblivion.

“Hey…whoa!” the other droid screeched as Rory bonked it on the head then kicked it into a corner.

Amy helped the Chancellor to his feet. He nodded his thanks as he turned to watch the engaging battle that lay before them.

Anakin finished off the guard that was becoming alarmingly close to them. He turned to see his Master, preparing to engage Grievous. He sprinted back to where they were battling it out. But it was too late, Grievous had the high ground…

“You lose, General Kenobi,” He proclaimed jamming a spear into the window that surrounded the command deck.

The window shattered and the suction of space grabbed at them. Amy and Rory held onto each other while holding onto the Chancellor, who had quite the firm grip on a chair for such an old man.

“Hold on, Ponds!” The Doctor hollered while holding onto a control panel. He “sonicked” it, and a large shutter closed over the shattered window and the suction of space released it grasp.

Grievous had flown out of the window but had shot his grappling hook onto the side of the ship. Thus, he had managed to escape, or rather survive.

Obi-Wan and Anakin finished off the last straggling battle droids that had survived while the rest of the command deck crew fled for their lives.

“Well done, my friend,” Obi-Wan averred, walking over to the Doctor and patting him on the back.

Alarm bells sounded.

“Master, all the escape pods have been launched,” Anakin conveyed, annoyance plain on his face.

Obi-Wan shook his head.

“Grievous…can you fly a cruiser like this?” He asked Anakin in angst.

“You mean, do I know how to land what’s left of this thing?”


“Well, under the circumstances, I’d say my ability to pilot this thing is irrelevant,” He concluded and glanced at Obi-Wan indecisively. “Strap yourselves in.”  

The Doctor, Amy, Rory, the Chancellor, and Obi-Wan obeyed his order instantly without a moment’s hesitation.

“Open all hatches, extend all flaps, and drag fins,” Anakin directed.

The Doctor once again used his sonic screwdriver, from where he was strapped in, to execute Anakin’s command.

The ship jerked and shook, then suddenly it jolted them so violently that they all would have flown forwards if it had not been for their seatbelts. Amy held tightly to Rory’s hand. R2 beeped out an “uh-oh” as the back end of the ship broke away leaving only the first half of the ship to land, that is, if it still could be called a ship.

“We lost something,” Anakin muttered apprehensively.

“Not to worry…we are still flying half a ship,” Obi-Wan said, apparently trying to lift the mood…to no avail.  

As they entered Coruscant’s atmosphere at an almost deadly speed, the ship began to burn, smoking on all sides and would have surely crashed if it had not been for Anakin’s skillful piloting.

The Doctor had his hands placed on his head in a position of anxiety. Although he was desperately attempting to keep himself calm, his eyes were slightly wide, his heart was beating nearly two hundred miles per hour, and his stomach was in his throat.   

Rory noticed the fire and smoke with terror. Hastily he covered his eyes with one hand and grasped Amy’s hand in the other, believing that this was the end. “It had been a nice life…a beautiful life,” he thought to himself, ready to take his last breaths with Amy. Of course, he was being completely over dramatic as usual.

“Steady,” Obi-Wan said to Anakin, but he had said this mostly to keep himself calm, for he had never really been fond of space travel.

Amy shut her eyes tight and gripped Rory’s hand tighter. She had always hated when the Tardis landed, but this was even worse.

“Fire ships on the left and right,” Obi-Wan added, pointing to the two ships that had just come alongside them. “Landing strip, straight ahead.”

“Were coming in to hot!” Anakin mumbled, shaking his head.

The ship hit the landing strip with a lurch once again nearly sending them flying out of their seats. Like an irate beast it went, charging down the landing strip, upending asphalt, and destroying a control tower. Nearly falling on its side, it finally skidded to a halt.

It was all over, and they were all sitting in a motionless, smoking, and disfigured command ship or…half of one. The Chancellor sighed deeply. R2-D2 chirped and rocked back and forth on his two rolling legs.

Anakin audibly sighed and looked up at his Master.

“Another happy landing,” Obi-Wan breathed, slight smile on his face as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Amy took a deep breath and for the first time looked out of the command deck window. Before her, the beautiful city of Coruscant was laid out. The sun shone brightly on its high buildings, yet she could not have guessed that in just three days’ time the Empire would rise from this beautiful city and all because of the choice of one man.

They were escorted off the ship and into a transport vehicle that would take them to the senate building. They all sat in stillness for most of the trip, mostly thinking of all that had just taken place. Finally, Obi-Wan broke the silence when they were preparing to land.

“I would like to thank you and your friends, Doctor. You were a great help to me and Anakin. The Chancellor is safe; thus, the mission is completed,” he exulted.

Amy and Rory smiled.

“It was a pleasure to fight alongside you again, my friend. However, we…” the Doctor was cut off as the vehicle landed with a rattle, and they all rose to exit.

Amy and Rory stepped out onto the landing pad behind the Doctor and squinted in the bright sunlight. They had arrived on Coruscant.

Anakin and the Chancellor followed them, but Obi-Wan stayed behind.

“Are you coming, Master?” Anakin asked him, noticing that he was still on the transport.

“Oh no, I’m not brave enough for politics,” Obi-Wan replied with a smile. “I have to report to the Council. Besides, someone needs to be the poster boy.”

“Hold on,” Anakin interjected, “this whole operation was your idea.”

“Let’s not forget, Anakin, that you rescued me from the buzz droids. You killed Count Dooku, and you rescued the Chancellor, carrying me unconscious on your back.”

“All because of your training,” Anakin objected.

“Anakin, let’s be fair. Today you were the hero, and you deserve your glorious day with the politicians.”

“All right…but you owe me one, and not just for saving your skin for the tenth time.  

“Ninth time, that business on Cato Nemioidia, doesn’t count. I’ll see you at the briefing,” Obi-Wan finished, bidding Anakin farewell.

“Farewell, my friend…may our paths cross again, and may the force be with you,” Obi-Wan said, directing this now at the Doctor.

“May the force be with you Master Kenobi. We will be staying in Coruscant for some time,” The Doctor replied, a broad smile on his face.


And with a final nod Obi-Wan bade them goodbye and stepped back into the transport.

The group that had gathered to receive the Chancellor was moving back inside a large building, and Anakin turned to follow them. The Doctor caught stride with him as did Senator Organa.

“Doctor, how are you going to get home? Your ship seems to have vanished,” Anakin asked, suddenly reminding the Doctor of the loss of his beautiful box.

“Oh, I’m sure the Tardis will show up. She’s very reliable that one! You needn’t worry about that, Anakin. For now, me, Amy, and Rory will be staying here in Coruscant,” the Doctor said calmly. However, he was nothing but anxiety inside.

“What is this Tardis you speak of? And, you call yourself a Doctor?” Senator Organa inquired with curiosity.

“All in good time, my good man!” the Doctor assured with a smile, patting the Senator on the back. “That’s getting into a long story, but here I am again. In the middle of a war,”

“And, the fighting will continue until General Grievous is spare parts,” Anakin pointed out.

Standing just behind a pillar, Senator Padmé Amidala watched the three men talk. She noticed Anakin spy her out of the corner of his eye, and the slight smile that came over his face.

“Well, I will do everything I can in the senate,” Senator Organa said.

“Excuse me, gentlemen,” Anakin interrupted. He paused a minute before running to Padmé and gathering her up into his arms.

Amy and Rory caught up with the Doctor.

“Doctor, how are we—” Rory didn’t finish. He was interrupted by a familiar voice that came from the shadows a few pillars ahead of where Padmé was standing.

“Doctor…over here,” the voice whispered.

“River?” The Doctor articulated slowly, walking toward the direction of the voice. An elated smile was consuming his face.

  A woman stepped out from behind the pillar and announced, “Hello, sweetie.

“River, what are you doing here?” Amy queried, surprised.

“Yeah—we’re here completely by accident,” Rory added.

“Hello, mum and dad. I’m a detective now, but hush, you mustn’t tell anyone,” River muttered under her breath.

“You’re here for a reason, River. What’s wrong,” the Doctor asked, his smile suddenly turning to concern. Maybe the Tardis’s disappearance had not been an accident.  

“Oh, I am glad you’re here, Doctor, even if it was only a mistake. Something is terribly wrong on this planet.”

“Wrong? Wrong in time?” The Doctor probed.

River glanced behind herself anxiously. “I can’t talk now. I am Senator Amidala’s handmaid, and she is about done with Master Anakin.” She lowered her voice until it was barely audible. “Meet me tonight in my chambers. However, I believe I should introduce you to the Senator. Wait here a moment.”

River was wearing a long dress that was a red at the top but as it flowed down it turned to a light yellow. It had long sleeves and a built-in red hood that covered the top of her forehead while heeled flats shod her feet, but her hair was as bountiful, bouncy, and blonde as ever. She motioned for the Doctor, Amy, and Rory to stay put while she turned to walk back to her mistress. Silently, she put on her hood and disappeared from the Doctor’s view. 

As River approached, she heard Anakin speaking to Padmé in a soft whisper, “Were not going to worry about anything right now…alright? This is a happy moment. The happiest moment of my life.”

They embraced each other, and River looked away to give her master and mistress privacy. Her heart sighed with relief. She had told him, at last.

When they had finished, she walked slowly until she was just behind them but still in the shadows.

“Milady,” she began, stepping out from her position.

The senator jumped a bit.

“Oh, River, you frightened me,” Padmé sighed, smiling softly at her handmaid.

“My apologies, milady,” River said. She turned to Anakin and bowed slightly, “Master Anakin. It is good to see that you have returned safely.”

“Thank you, River. I trust you have been good to my Padmé?” Anakin returned.

“I have tried my very best,”

“Were you able to meet with your husband, River?” Padmé asked.

“Yes, milady, and my parents. They came in with Master Anakin…the Doctor.”

“The Doctor is your husband and the Ponds are your parents?” Anakin inquired with surprise.

“Yes…I was hoping that I may introduce them to you, milady. I believe that they have already met Master Anakin.”

Padmé glanced at Anakin nervously.

“I have met the Doctor, and he is a very respectable man.” Anakin attested. “Have you told them anything about me and Padmé, River?”

“No, but I believe with my whole heart that if you were to tell him your secret, he would keep it.”

“I have searched my feelings, Padmé…I trust the Doctor and his companions and so does Obi-Wan.”

“Alright, Anakin. You may go and get them, River, I would be honored to meet them,” Padmé agreed.

“Thank you, milady.”

River turned and returned to the Doctor.

“Sweetie,” River said. She poked her head out from behind the pillar where the Doctor, Amy, and Rory stood.

They jumped at the sound of her voice after standing for so long in silence. The Doctor smiled.

“Follow me,” River said, gesturing them to follow her.

The Doctor, Amy, and Rory followed River back to where Anakin and Padmé stood, talking in hushed voices.

“Milady, this is the Doctor and my parents: Amelia and Rory Williams,” River announced, bowing slightly.

“Williams?” The Doctor whispered in River’s ear.

“Behave, sweetie,” River whispered back.

“It is a pleasure to meet you all,” Padmé conveyed, returning their bows.

There was a moment of awkward silence.

“So…erm…are you two related?” Rory finally asked, motioning to Anakin and Padmé. The question only made the awkwardness worse.

“Well…if we are being honest…we’re married,” Anakin stated, placing his hand on Padmé’s shoulder

There was an interesting silence that followed. The Doctor’s brow furrowed remembering something that Obi-Wan had told him many years ago. The first time they had met.

“I thought…Jedi could not form attachments—but don’t take it the wrong way…I am very happy for you both,” The Doctor said, smiling softly.

“You’re…right, Doctor. As a Jedi, you are not allowed to get married, but I don’t think that that should stop anyone from being with someone that they love and deeply care about,” Anakin responded, searching the Doctor’s conflicted eyes tensely, afraid that he may have made a mistake in trusting him with this secret.

The Doctor raised his eyebrows at Anakin’s response, but the Ponds stayed silent. They felt the nervous tension that hung in the air and glanced uneasily at each other.  

“Please, you all must promise to keep this a secret. Anakin would be expelled from the Jedi Order if anyone were to find out,” Padmé beseeched, keeping her voice low as she broke the silence.  

“Doctor, you, Amy, and Rory must keep this a secret, even from Master Kenobi,” River requested, and the Doctor saw the sincerity in her eyes and heard it in her voice.

At the request to keep their marriage a secret, especially from Obi-Wan, the Doctor stroked his chin in thought then slowly he brightened up and sighed, “Of course we will…won’t we Ponds.”

“Yes—of course!” Amy piped up.

“Absolutely,” Rory added with a nod.  

“Thank you, Doctor,” Anakin related a sincere expression of gratitude on his face. He smiled as relief washed over him.  

The Doctor chuckled and clapped Anakin on the back.

“I understand you and your companions don’t have lodging for the night. You would be more than welcome to stay with me and Anakin,” Padmé offered cordially.

That, would be very much appreciated, thank you, Senator,” The Doctor inferred.

They all left the senate building and stepped out into the bright midday sun outside. Anakin, Rory, Amy, and River walked ahead while Padmé promptly fell in stride with the Doctor.

“Doctor, I am intrigued. How do you know Master Kenobi?” She inquired.

“Oh…that was many years ago. I met him when he was just a Padawan with his Master Qui-Gon Jinn. It was just before the siege of Naboo during the Mandalorian Civil War. I stayed with them for a couple of months before returning to my world to keep a promise, I had made to a young girl. I was only supposed to be gone five minutes, but the Tardis took me elsewhere—well that’s getting into a completely different story.” The Doctor smiled to himself as he remembered little Amy: the girl who waited.

“I can see that your ways are far from mine, but I hope that we can be allies just like you are with Master Kenobi. You must have many stories to tell.”

“Oh, Senator…you have no idea.”    

They arrived at the landing pad just as a transport arrived. Before boarding Amy took a moment to take in the immense beauty of this gigantic city: the center of the Republic. Birds flew overhead and greeted her ears with their melodious tweets. In the midst of this exquisite city, neither Amy nor Rory could have guessed that not long from now the sun’s radiance would be extinguished and darkness would rise to power to rule with a vengeance…

Well, I hope that you enjoyed that, friends! Thank you all for your readership—I appreciate you all so much! Hopefully, as I become more used to my school schedule, I will be able to post more often. My next post should be (hopefully 😁) on Attack of the Clones, but let’s see how the weeks goes! 😉

You all have a great week, and thank you for reading!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Fan Fiction – The Revenge of the Master – Chapter 2

Hello Friends! I hope that you all had a splendiferous Christmas and New Year! I apologize for not posting last week. I was enjoying a much needed Christmas break!

It is finally 2021, friends, and I am so excited to see what this new year has in store for us, and in honor of the new year, I want to post the next chapter of my Fan Fiction that I have been working on. I posted the teaser trailer and first chapter a few weeks ago, and you can view that post to catch up on the story if you haven’t read chapter one yet here.

I hope you all enjoy this next chapter, and please be on the lookout for the long-delayed (apologizes) post on the Mandalorian later this week.

Before we jump into this chapter, please be aware that this chapter will contain spoilers for Star Wars Episode III: The Revenge of the Sith, so if you have not watched Episode III and do not want any spoilers, please do not read this chapter.

Alright, enough with the formalities, without further ado, I present Chapter two of The Revenge of the Master that I have titled: The Chancellor and the Count….enjoy! 😉

After fighting their way through battle droids, destroyers, and a faulty elevator, Obi-Wan, Anakin, the Doctor, Amy, and Rory finally reached the observational point. During their journey to the observational deck, Amy and Rory had both acquired guns from the unfortunate battle droids and, to the great protestation of the Doctor, had learned to use them quite well. Below them the Chancellor sat in a chair, to which he was secured by his wrists. They made their way down to him.

“Chancellor,” Obi-Wan said, bowing slightly before him.

“Are you alright?” Anakin queried, stepping beside him.

However, Chancellor Palpatine was not looking at them. The door they had entered through had just opened again. A gray-haired man, wearing a dark suit and long cloak stepped into the room. Behind him two high ranking battle droids followed.

“Count Dooku,” Palpatine said. His face was cold and stern.

Obi-Wan and Anakin turned to face the on-coming Sith lord.

“Doctor, you and your companions need to find cover. Me and Anakin will take care of this,” Obi-Wan asserted to the Doctor quietly under his breath. The Doctor nodded and quickly led the Ponds behind Palpatine’s prison chair where they were hidden from view but not for long.

“This time we will do it together,” Obi-Wan disclosed to Anakin, with a of bit annoyance.

“I was about to say that,” Anakin parodied as he walked to stand side by side with Obi-Wan.

Chancellor Palpatine looked at them gravely and pleaded, “Get help. You’re no match for him. He’s a Sith Lord.”

“Chancellor Palpatine, Sith lords are our specialty,” Obi-Wan countered, nodding to him politely.   

“Your swords please. We don’t want to make a mess of things in front of the Chancellor,” Count Dooku announced in a deep, throaty voice as he approached the two Jedi Knights.

They drew their swords and walked forward to meet their opponent.

“You won’t get away this time Dooku,” Obi-Wan protested confidently.

There was a loud clash as the battle begun.

The Doctor, Amy, and Rory peeked out from the behind the Chancellor’s chair at the epic light saber duel that was erupting before their eyes.

“Doctor, shouldn’t we help? I can’t stand here and do nothing!” Amy demanded, grabbing Rory’s hand and squeezing it tightly. He winced.

“I would Amy, but this is the past. We need to be very careful that we don’t change anything by messing with time, because it always tends to mess back. We don’t know enough, including the reason why our timestreams were merged with Obi-Wan’s and Anakin’s. I—” the Doctor was cut off suddenly by a loud thud, and Obi-Wan’s body went skidding across the floor. A large beam instantly fell across his legs and trapped him.

Amy jumped up, and with Rory holding on to her hand, ran to his body.

“Amy!” the Doctor shouted, bounding up and dashing after them.

Rory kneeled by Obi-Wan and laid two fingers on his wrist.

“He still has a pulse. Just unconscious…I think,” Rory pronounced quietly.

“Doctor, we need to get this beam off…” Amy was interrupted by a load groan, then strange laughter that came from the Chancellor’s chair.

Good, Anakin…good,” the Chancellor chuckled. “Kill him…kill him now.”

From where they were kneeling by Obi-Wan, the Doctor and the Ponds looked up at these words to see Count Dooku at the mercy of Anakin, who was holding two light sabers to his throat.

The Doctor stood up and slowly walked toward where Anakin stood.

“Don’t do it, Anakin. Violence…killing never solves everything. Wait for Obi-Wan.” The Doctor pleaded.

“You are not above me, whoever you are. You have no authority here. Do what you must, Anakin,” Palpatine persisted.

“I shouldn’t,” Anakin began. Conflict residing in his eyes.

The Doctor, Amy, and Rory glimpsed this conflict, and they all sat in an anxious restlessness.

“Think about what you’re doing, Anakin,” the Doctor argued. His hands were outstretched toward Anakin as if he was silently beseeching him to make the wisest decision.

“Do it!” Palpatine snarled. His voice instantly changing from ingratiating and persuasive to irritable, crinkly, and scratchy: the equivalent to grinding sandpaper.

The sound of the light sabers sliding against each other sounded in the room as Anakin executed the Chancellor’s command, and Dooku’s head fell to the floor.  

The Doctor sighed in disappointment and turned back to where Amy and Rory were kneeling besides Obi-Wan.

His voice returning to that civilized, mellow tone, the Chancellor addressed Anakin, “You did well, Anakin. He was too dangerous to be kept alive.”

“Yes, but he was an unarmed prisoner. I shouldn’t have done that. It isn’t the Jedi way,” Anakin faltered, disappointment thick in his voice.

Palpatine lowered his voice, but the Doctor caught his words. “It is only natural…he cut off your arm, and you wanted revenge. It wasn’t the first time, Anakin. Remember what you told me about your mother…and the sand people?” he looked at him knowingly before continuing, “Now…we must leave before more battle droids arrive.”

He began to walk briskly out of the room with Anakin following behind him.

“Um…excuse me…we need some assistance if you don’t mind,” Rory interjected, stepping out to meet them.

Anakin ran to them and unexpectedly met the Doctor’s gaze, which was filed with melancholic sorrow. Anakin could not look at him, and he dropped his eyes back to the floor where Obi-Wan lay.

“Anakin, there is no time,” the Chancellor sternly stated.

“We can’t just leave him!” Amy protested, standing to her feet in haste.

“Know your place, young lady!” He snapped at her.

“He seems to be alright,” Anakin said as he easily lifted the beam and freed Obi-Wan’s legs.

Amy shot Rory an impressed glance, and he gave her one that clearly said, “I did try!”  

“Leave him, or we will never make it!” Palpatine insisted, his face a picture of impatience.

“His fate will be the same as ours,” Anakin imparted.

With the help of Amy and Rory, Obi-Wan was hoisted onto Anakin’s back as they left the room. The Doctor had stayed quiet through all of this simply watching and listening. All he knew was that he needed to know more, and he hated not knowing.

They all left the room and headed for the nearest elevator.

After many seconds of waiting anxiously, Anakin finally said, “The elevator’s not working.”

Outside in the nothingness of space above Coruscant, the Republic’s starship fleet had increased fire on General Grievous’s ship, which was now badly damaged.

“Leave it to me,” The Doctor proclaimed, stepping in front of Anakin and whipping out his sonic screwdriver. He pointed it at the elevator button, and a shower of sparks erupted. However, the elevator did not open. The Doctor irritably banged the screwdriver against his hand and adjusted the settings.

“This isn’t made of wood…is it?”

“Doctor…” Amy sighed, rolling her eyes.

“We are wasting time!” The Chancellor barked.

“There will be no need for that, Doctor. R2, activate elevator 3224.” Anakin said into a communication device that connected them to R2 and the hanger bay.

“We will never find our way out of here! The ship is half destroyed as it is! There is no way any ships are left on the main hanger bay,” the Chancellor imparted, shaking his head in dismay.

“Well, if we can make our way back to the flight deck, I can get us all out of here on the Tardis,” The Doctor suggested. He rubbed his hands together and smiled childishly.

“Are you sure, Doctor?” Anakin asked.

“Quite sure!”

“Well…alright…but I’m leaving it up to you to get us down there. Let’s just hope General Grievous doesn’t come looking for us,” Anakin complied.

They began to walk back the way they had come, aiming for the main flight deck when the Republic’s fleet dealt a devastating blow to General Grievous’s ship. The nose of the ship dove leaving Amy holding onto Rory, who was holding onto the Doctor, who was holding onto the Chancellor, who was holding onto Anakin who was holding onto a steel bar and carrying Obi-Wan on his back. The corridor that had once been horizontal was now vertical, and gravity was not on their side.

It was at this time that Obi-Wan awoke out of his unconscious state. He panicked at the sight of things and wrapping his arms around Anakin’s chest looked down to see the mess that they were in. Anakin coughed.

“Easy…we’re in a bit of a situation here,” He breathed through the tight grip Obi-Wan had on his chest.

From below the Doctor smiled at seeing Obi-Wan awake. He waved up at the confused Jedi and chuckled, “Good morning!”

“Did I miss something?” Obi-Wan commented sarcastically.

“Hold on.”

Above them a rumbling sounded, and they saw five large destroyers and several battle droids falling toward them, all of which could have easily smacked one of them on the head.

“I have a bad feeling about this,” Anakin whispered.

“Too late, jump!” Obi-Wan shouted and they all let go and fell down what seemed like an endless corridor.

As they fell Rory grabbed onto Amy, who grabbed onto the Doctor, who grabbed onto the Chancellor, who grabbed onto Obi-Wan, who grabbed onto Anakin.

Anakin and Obi-Wan shot their grappling hooks into one of the open doors that lined the corridor and all six of them swung into another long corridor just as the ship began to level out. Ahead of them the main hanger bay was just visible.

“Well…that was lucky,” Obi-Wan quipped, brushing himself off as he winced to stand up.

“Don’t get too comfortable…battle droids,” Anakin chided. He pointed down the hall where battle droids and destroyers were rushing towards them.

“Let’s see if we can find something in the hanger bay that is still flyable,” Obi-Wan suggested.

“We can take the Tardis,” The Doctor chimed in. The Chancellor eyed him skeptically.

“Good thinking, Doctor! Get the Chancellor and your companions to the Tardis. Anakin and I will deal with these battle droids,” Obi-Wan directed, drawing his lightsaber.

“Won’t you need help?”

“We will simply hold them off until you can get to the Tardis, then we will make a run for it.”

The Doctor nodded and escorted the Chancellor and the Ponds to where he thought the Tardis lay in the Hanger Bay.

“Are you ready, Anakin?”

“Always, Master.”

The sound of blaster shots being deflected from the Jedi’s laser swords sounded behind the Doctor. He instinctively lowered his head and dashed into the hanger bay. But the Tardis was nowhere to be seen.

“Doctor, where’s the Tardis?” Amy queried although she did not want to know the answer to her question.

Behind them the sound of the battle droids’ shooting became louder. From beside them R2-D2 came rolling up, whistling something in urgency that even the Doctor could not understand.

The shooting stopped as Anakin and Obi-Wan came running into the hanger bay.

“We’ve stopped them for now, but there are more coming. Doctor, where is the Tardis?” Obi-Wan breathlessly inquired.

The Doctor looked blankly at him and didn’t say a word.

“What is it, R2?” Anakin asked. “No, no one is saying it’s your fault…what?”

“What is it, Anakin?” Obi-Wan probed.

“He says he had been watching the big blue thing the whole time. It just vanished.”

“She left without us…” The Doctor mumbled, horrified.

The was a long pause that was rudely interrupted by the noise of destroyers and battle droids making their way toward the stranded party.

“Doctor? Plan B?” Rory suggested, trying to be helpful, but failing all the same.

“It’s too late…they’ve found us,” Obi-Wan added.

Several destroyers came rolling up to the scene with what Amy thought to be hundreds of the little battle droids.

“Drop your weapons Jedi scum, and the rest of you too! We’re taking you to the General,” the little droids hissed at them in their petite automated voices.

The party surrendered, and off they were marched off to meet the heinous cyborg, General Grievous…

Well, I hope you enjoyed that, friends! Once again, I will be posting on the Mandalorian later this week, so please stay tuned and Happy 2021!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😁

Character Spotlight – Jar Jar Binks

Hello, friends! I apologize for not posting in a week or two. I have been enjoying some much needed time off of School, as well as enjoying some lovely Turkey and family time. I have also been working on a trailer for my fan fiction that I will be posting sometime soon along with the first chapter of my fan fiction as a tease. 😉

Today, I would like to write about one of my favorite characters in the Prequel Trilogy, Jar Jar Binks. I have decided that due to its high theological content, I need to give myself some more time to write my post on C.S. Lewis’s – Till We Have Faces, but don’t worry, friends, I will still be posting on it. It is just going to take longer than I expected.

Now, you might be asking yourself right now, “Why Jar Jar Binks?” In truth, he is labeled the most annoying character in all of Star Wars, yet I find him a very fascinating character that is given an excellent character arc and plenty of development throughout the first three Star Wars films and in the Clone Wars show.

However, I invite you to ask yourself: what makes him annoying? Is it the funny way he talks or walks, or is it his clumsy theatrics that actually got him banished from his home before the Phantom Menace takes place.

In this post I would like to take a deeper look into this Gungan and show that even though he is “different” he is one of the most underrated characters in Star Wars. By the end of this post, I hope that the next time you watch Jar Jar on the screen you will see him in a whole new light!

Before we get started, I need to give my disclaimer. This post will have spoilers for Star Wars Episode I, II, and III, as well as the Clone Wars show and the fate of Jar Jar.

Okie day, with out further ado, let’s get right into it! Allons-y!

Jar Jar’s Timeline:

Jar Jar Binks’s first introduction into the Star Wars Universe was in Episode I: The Phantom Menace, which I wrote a post on a couple of weeks ago. He is saved by the Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his apprentice Obi-Wan Kenobi, and for the rest of the movie he is along for the ride.

He appears again in Episode II: Attack of the Clones as Representative Binks. It is in this position that he gives his famed (or perhaps more laughed at) senate speech that puts in motion the Clone Wars and in essence saves Obi-Wan, Anakin, Padmé, and the rest of the Jedi from begin killed during the first battle of Geonosis.

During the Clone Wars Jar Jar continues to serve the people of the galaxy in efforts for peace alongside Padmé and eventually Master Mace Windu.

The last appearance of Jar Jar in the films is in Episode III: Revenge of the Sith where we see him in Padmé funeral procession.

Earlier in the films we see him with the Chancellor often, but Padmé’s funeral is where he is shown visually the most.

After the Battle of Endor and the fall of the Empire, he was once again exiled by his people. They believed that he had aided in the Empire’s rise, so he was therefore reviling to his people and the Naboo. He spent the rest of his days on Naboo an outcast once more, performing as a clown in the streets of Theed for children.

“Desa hisen Naboo tink I help the un-oh Empire. My no know.”

Jar Jar Binks to Mapo on Naboo in 5 ABY

Jar Jar’s Character Arc:

The character arc of Jar Jar Binks if looked at closely, is truly remarkable and is a picture of extraordinary character develop. Don’t believe me? Well, let’s take a closer look, and perhaps you will see why I think the Gungan Jar Jar Binks has a better character arc and development than Rey from the sequel trilogy…

First off, let’s look at the Jar Jar from the very beginning of the Phantom Menace: clumsy and barely understandable when he spoke. Seriously, even I had a hard time understanding him and had to strain in order to know what was being said.

Okie day, now let’s look at Jar Jar at the end of the Phantom Menace. The Naboo and the Gungans had a long history of disagreeing and not getting along. While helping the Jedi and Queen Amidala remove the Trade Federation from their planet, Jar Jar’s actions unknowingly unites the Naboo and the Gungans. For this act he is made a general of the Gungan army.

See any character development yet? If not, let’s move on to Attack of the Clones. 😁

Sometime before Episode II takes place, Jar Jar is elected by the Naboo to represent the Gungans on the Galactic Senate, and he is henceforth known as Representative Binks! I love that!

He is deeply trusted by Padmé, so much so that she even trusts Jar Jar to represent Naboo in the Senate while she secretly returns to Naboo with Anakin to escape the assassination attempts on her life. It is while Padmé goes on her adventure with Anakin that the Republic’s Clone Army is discovered and needed to aid the Jedi, who are dangerously outnumbered on Geonosis. It is therefore up to Jar Jar to urge the Senate to grant the Chancellor emergency powers, so that the clone army may be used to fight against the separatist threat on Geonosis. This is when he gives his Senate Speech.

Emergency powers are granted to the Chancellor, and the Clone Wars begin. Unfortunately, these powers furthered Palpatine’s power over the Republic and contributed to the smooth transfer from the Republic into the Empire when the time came, yet I don’t blame Jar Jar. His actions were true-hearted and were not meant for evil. In fact if Jar Jar had not done this than Obi-Wan, Anakin, Padmé, and the rest of the Jedi on Geonosis that day may have died.

It is also interesting to note that during his speech it is a lot easier to understand him than it was when we had first met him. Character development indeed…

During the Clone Wars he does not do anything “monumental,” but he does have a great influence on all who he touches, literally. One of my favorite episodes with him is actually a two-parter in season six. He is paired up with Mace Windu in these episodes, in which he has to save the Queen of Bardotta, Julia, who is actually in love with Jar Jar! It is super adorable, and it makes my heart smile so hard! 😄

Once again in these episodes, Jar Jar’s kind actions unknowingly unite two people groups that had been at odds with each other, in this case, the Bardotta and the Jedi.

This concludes Jar Jar’s character arc. I said earlier that I believe that Jar Jar Binks has a better character arc than Rey in the sequel trilogy, and no, this is not being harsh. It simply is true.

Let’s look at Rey for a moment, and ask yourself: what do we know about Rey from the beginning of The Force Awakens to the end of The Rise of Skywalker? Nearly nothing with the exception of her parentage, she is the daughter of Emperor Palpatine (I have serious objections to this by the way *tries to contain anger*). I really do hate to say it, but Rey is a very flat character, and by flat I mean that she has close to no character arc or development. Yes, she has a lot of emotions (What is with the screaming while she fights that never seems to go away? You would think that the more she trained the more composed she would become, but we don’t see that. In fact it seems she just becomes more and more angrier and uncontrolled as the trilogy goes on), but that does not make a character who he or she is. Do you follow me?

Alright, now let’s go back to Jar Jar Binks. In the beginning of the Phantom Menace he is a clumsy outcast with no sense of direction. At the end of the Phantom Menace he is a General, leading an army to victory, and unites two stubborn people groups through his humble actions. In Attack of the Clones, he is a representative that is trusted by one of the most well-regarded senators in the Republic, Padmé Amidala, and he gives his senate speech in front of the entirety of the Galactic Senate, and through his seemingly “annoying” actions he begins one of the most monumental wars in the galaxy’s history all while saving Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Padmé on Geonosis. At the end of Revenge of the Sith we see him, a respected Senator, in the front rows of people, solemnly walking in the funeral procession of Padmé Amidala. This swamp-rat, outcast, annoying Gungan certainly has come far, hasn’t he?

But, he is still Jar Jar Binks, and no one can ever change that. He still walks like a dude bro, talks in his slang, and drops plates every now and then, but his heart is humble, kind, and loyal, always loyal, to Padmé, Anakin, and Obi-Wan to the very end.

This is what makes his fate the final grace note to his character arc. Him performing in the streets of Theed as a clown for the littlest of children is Jar Jar, humble, good-natured, always happy to see you, Jar Jar, but he is also always ready to do his job, and do it to the best of his abilities.

He really is quite the character…literally…😉


This concludes my defense…I mean character spotlight post on Jar Jar Binks, who in my opinion has one of the best character arcs in Star Wars. I hope that after reading my post you will not just see him as a bumbling Gungan, which he is and always will be, this is apart of his character too, but a Gungan that is always ready to complete his task, bring people together, and best of all, bring a smile to the faces of those around him with his good-natured attitude.

Oh, and I could literally listen to him say “Obi!” all day! Seriously, if you haven’t seen Attack of the Clones go and watch it right now. I always enjoy it!

Well, that is all for now, friends! I hope that you enjoyed this post, and I apologize once again for not posting in some time. I promise that I will not keep you waiting too long for my next post! 😁

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Fan Theory: The Korkie Kenobi Conspiracy

Hello Friends! I have decided to write a fun, light-hearted, and a bit shorter post today about my lovelies, Obi-Wan Kenobi and the Duchess Satine. This post will be a little bit different from my others as I will be analyzing a fan theory, but I hope that you all enjoy it anyway. Later this week, I hope to post my review on C.S. Lewis’s Till We Have Faces, but for now, let’s have some fun!

Today, I have decided to analyze and speculate over the Fan Theory that is and has been circulating around Obi-Wan Kenobi and the Duchess Satine Kryze, ever since the appearance of Korkie Kryze, Satine’s nephew, in 2010. It is, what I am calling, the Korkie Kenobi conspiracy, and it is exactly what it sounds like. People are theorizing that Satine’s nephew Korkie is her and Obi-Wan’s secret child, and believe it or not the evidence for this is pretty compelling.

However, before I jump in, I must give my disclaimer that this post will contain spoilers for Star Wars Episode II (sort of), as well as, the Clone Wars show.

Now, enough of the formalities, let’s jump in! Allons-y!

As any fan of the Star Wars show the Clone Wars knows, Satine and Obi-Wan have a very long history together that stretches back to the time before the Phantom Menace. We also know without a doubt that they both loved each other immensely and still do during the Clone Wars as we see Obi-Wan come to his Duchess’s rescue time and time again.

Oh! I love them so much!

*Squeals with delight*

Anyway…moving on…if you have not seen Clone Wars, then allow me to clear somethings up for you.

Before the Phantom Menace, Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi protected the Duchess during the Mandalorian Civil War. During this one year period, Obi-Wan and Satine fell in love with each other. However, once the war was over, they went their separate ways and did not reunite (as far as we know) until the clone wars began. Here once again, Obi-Wan protects Satine from all kinds of insurgences, and eventually, when she professes his love to him when she believes that she may be killed, he says the same, in his own amazing, Jedi way.

“Obi-Wan…it looks like I may never see you again. I don’t know quite how to say this, but I’ve loved you from the moment you came to my aid, all those years ago.”

“Satine, this is hardly the time or place for…alright, had you said the word, I would have left the Jedi Order.”

Satine Kryze and Obi-Wan Kenobi – Star Wars: The Clone Wars Episode 13 – The Voyage of Temptation

Let me be honest, friends. The first time I watched this scene, my little heart jumped up and danced! I have been an Obitine (Obi-Wan and Satine) shipper ever since!

However, I digress. We are here to talk about Korkie Kryze, are we not? Allow me then to present the evidence for this fan theory. Then at the end I will reveal my side of the argument, and we shall make a conclusion.

Evidence 1: Korkie’s Character and Mannerisms

Okay, this may be the strongest bit of evidence for this theory. If you do not know what Korkie looks like, then see below:

The first time I watched Korkie on screen, already knowing about the theory, I almost choked. He speaks with a British accent, strokes his chin (an Obi-Wan trademark), has Obi-Wan’s eye color, and has reddish blond hair, not to mention the face structure and the eyebrows, but he definitely has Satine’s nose and chin. 😉 In short, you could say that he looks like a perfect combination between Obi-Wan and Satine. Everything is there, and if they had a kid (or if Korkie’s their kid 😳), I’m pretty certain that he or she would have some resemblance to Korkie.

Evidence 2: Korkie’s Parentage and the Timeline

Korkie is labeled as Satine’s “nephew”; however, we know for certain that he is not Bo-Katan’s son, and we never see another Kryze sibling on screen so whose son is Korkie? It is not explicitly clear, but it is plausible that this other sibling “exists” although because she or he is not mentioned or seen at all is a bit suspicious.

Also intriguing, Korkie’s age matches up perfectly back to the one year period that Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon were protecting the Duchess during the Mandalorian Civil war.

*Looks at Obi-Wan suspiciously over glasses*

My Argument:

Well, there it is, the evidence, which in my opinion is pretty feasible, especially Korkie’s appearance. He literally looks like a mini Obi-Wan. However, as much as my Obitine heart wants to jump up and dance, which honestly I find myself doing after watching episodes like the Mandalore Plot or Voyage of Temptation, I have a few objections that must be taken into account of why I think Korkie is not their kid.

I’m sorry, friends, but believe me if Korkie turned out to be their kid in canon, I would probably be the first person to literally jump up and start dancing anyway. 😉

My first objection to this would probably have to be Obi-Wan’s character and loyalty to the Jedi code and order in general. He doesn’t seem like the kind of person to have a secret kid (but again I could be wrong, this is just my opinion). Many times in Attack of the Clones he warns Anakin not to let his emotions rule him. If he had taken it to far with Satine, wouldn’t this sound just a bit hypocritical? However, it could be that he is speaking from experience, but either way, this doesn’t sound like the Obi-Wan we all know and love. There is no doubt that he loves Satine, and believe me, friends, I will always love Obitine, but my objection comes with Korkie, as I think that an act that would lead to a secret child, tarnishes Obi-Wan’s character tremendously. If you don’t agree or see it another way, I would love to hear your comments down below!

Also, I would like to point out that wouldn’t Korkie be Force sensitive if he was Obi-Wan’s son, and why would Obi-Wan not sense him?

One last objection, friends, remember this is the Duchess of Mandalore we are taking about. How hard would it be to hide a secret this large from almost everyone in the Mandalorian court, including the Prime Minister, Almec, and Bo-Katan, who mostly likely would have known. I know that her and Satine don’t have the best relationship, but we do not know when she joined the Death Watch, so she could have been with Satine after the Mandalorian Civil War, which was most likely when Korkie was born.

If I missed anything for or against this theory, please feel free to comment below. I always love hearing all your thoughts, friends! 😁


Thus, although this theory is compelling, fun to play around with, or remedying for making our hearts happy after watching the Lawless (*whimpers*), unfortunately, I think that it is very improbable. However, this will not stop me from loving my lovelies, Obi-Wan and Satine, or from getting some great fan art out of this theory.

Ah…one of my favorites, still I think I will literally, actually dance if Korkie is their kid! 😂

Well, that is all for now, but I hope that you enjoyed this post and fangirled out with me! Feel free to drop a like, subscribe, or comment below if there is something I missed, and make sure to look for my next post on C.S. Lewis’s Till We Have Faces that I will hopefully post later this week.

Until next time, friends,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😁