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“Mace she wispered, she felt cold, her left arm was gone, Adi could only see out her right eye, her other was blurry, but it was enough to see her best friend, her lover, her soulmate, “My mae mace”
Her little nickname for him has stuck since their padawan years, she started calling him that after he tried introducing himself, but had abit of a stutter.
Adi held her hand on his shoulder, it was warm, his body
“Mady adi” he mumbled back, he always tried to give her a nickname but all he could think of was mad(E) Adi (audi) she thought it was always cute.
It’s like she was seeing all her memories. “I’m dying mace”
He looked at her but his eyes were a bit cloudy, he told her mid battle palatine struck him with lightning, his hand was gone too. “I know, I’m probably soon after”
His arms held her tightly as best as he could, her arm was holding in for dear life. They didn’t have much time. She mumbled out “I love you”
“I Know” he said he could see the outline of her face, the shine of a tear radiated due to the bright lights. “What a cool way to go out”
“The amazing Mace and Adi who defeated a sith while there arms were chopped off” she tried joking, he just held her tighter. “Mace”
“Yes”
“Next time, we should meet up for tea” she said weakly, mace eyes softened, he could sense her force signature was quieting down. “I’ll make it just the way you like it”
He chuckled, a tear escaping his eye, he wished he can stare into her beautiful eyes. She could only see his face with her only eye. Adi was feeling colder, she must be loosing a lot of blood,
“Lots of suger no cream” his head was lowering.
“That’s mine”. “I know”
She couldn’t help but let out a whimper. “I don’t want you to go mace”
“I have too” he paused, feeling her hand that let go just to caress his face.”we can go together”
“Together sounds nice”
Both held each other, death for them was inevitable, their wounds were bad, adi felt someone near, was it yoda? Siri? Yaddle?
No, yaddles dead.
A Broken voice was heard, she turned slightly towards the voice.
“Master-“
“Dear depa” he said, “Caleb safe ?”
“Yes master” Depa voice wavered. “He’s waiting for us”
“Depa, tell him… tell him I stole that last puzzle piece”
Depa couldn’t hold it in, she let out a strangled sob, her hand covering her mouth, “yes master”
The old apprentice, depa, his light, and first attachment, was in front of him, yet unable to see her. In his last moments, he could already feel Adi leaving, her body became limp.
“I’m proud of you” his last words to his daughter in front of him, and partner in his arms, it was his time to go.
Before he fully went he heard a stick tap the floor and felt a signature of an older friend, yoda. “Dear child, rest now”
So he did.
Their funeral was together, no one could separate at them, his hand locked onto her and she held him tight.
They broke rules, they where one, they are now laid together, they weren’t cremated due to their request. He left behind a soon to be legecy. Depa and her padawan caleb.
The little padawan He didn’t accept the news, he cried and cried, until his eyes were puffy and voice was no longer there.
War was no place for a child.
But in about 30 to 40 years depa will see them again sipping their super sugary tea, lots of tookas, and a garden.
After her not long her little boy joins them, he fulfilled his duty, and his padawan after that, the Jedi lived on.