Star Wars fic: "Queen's Gambit" (3: Unexpected Meetings)

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Queen's Gambit (27127 words) by bedlamsbard
Chapters: 4/?
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Padmé Amidala, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Dooku (Star Wars), Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Mace Windu, Yoda, Bail Organa
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Parallel Universes
Series: Part 2 of Ouroboros
Summary:

Civil war threatens the galaxy. Hundreds of star systems have declared their intentions to leave the Republic and form a Confederacy of Independent Systems.

In the hopes of securing a quick peace, the Jedi Council has dispatched two Jedi to capture or kill the leaders of the separatist movement, Queen Amidala of Naboo and her lover, the former Jedi Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Into this period of conflict have come four refugees from another universe, fleeing a devastating massacre triggered by the death of Supreme Chancellor Palpatine, secretly the Sith lord Darth Sidious, at the hands of Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker…

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“Da chuda!”

Adrenaline and recognition cut cleanly through the pain. Anakin jerked his head up, staring at the being Obi-Wan had been talking to. Human, male – and him.

The other Anakin’s blank shock only lasted for a moment. He threw a punch at Obi-Wan, who simply leaned out of the way to avoid it, pulling Padmé along with him as the other Anakin – Skywalker, let’s go with that – threw himself at Anakin. Or at the door, but since Anakin was standing between him and it, the distinction didn’t matter.

Anakin didn’t need the Force to fight. Training took over as he blocked the punch Skywalker threw at him, grabbing his arm and turning to ram him facefirst into the door behind him. Skywalker shifted at the last moment, pulling Anakin’s feet out from beneath him with a fairly neat Force trick. Anakin slammed a kick into the backs of his knees, twisting to his feet before Skywalker caught him with a blow to the kidneys and Anakin returned the favor with a punch that sent his head snapping to one side.

“Anakin, that’s our pilot,” Obi-Wan said, sounding long-suffering and not even slightly bothered. “Try not to damage him too much.”

“I’m your pilot,” Anakin grunted, between punches. He slammed a kick up into Skywalker’s chest that sent him staggering backwards.

“You’re not fit to pilot a trash barge at the moment,” Obi-Wan said. “Or haven’t you noticed?”

Skywalker wiped blood from his mouth as he straightened up. “Who in blazes are you people?” he snarled. His Tatooinian accent was much stronger than Anakin’s.

Comments

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GAH. OMG. CLIFFIE.


I *love* this fic. Super fun, and I can't wait to see what happens next!!

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