The Child

Chapter 18

A/N: ok this chapter will contain a lot of violence and descriptions of bloodshed as it'll describe the final offensive on Mandalore. If you don't think you can handle it I'll make a note where abouts in the chapter it finishes.

It didn't take long for Ali to give them and the clones a briefing of the plan and they were on their way to Mandalore in no time.

Of course Obi-wan and Bella were stressed, this was important to them. For Obi-wan Mandalore was literally a second home. His family lived there after all.

Both of them were in a battalion transporter holding onto the handles above them. The clones seemed calm enough, some even excited. They're technically Mandalorian so it made sense, yet they've never been to Mandalore. Bella guessed that they were excited to see where the person they got cloned from is from originally.

Bella was with her father's battalion in the ship, this calmed her as they all knew her from the time she was on Coruscant. They considered her pretty down to earth yet a lot like their General, this made them actually joke to each other that she's his daughter. If only they knew.

"We're about to land. Get ready to attack!" The Jedi Master announced to his clones moments before they landed. The clones held their guns and pistols, ready to shoot as soon as the door would open.

The ship landed, the doors opening momentarily to reveal the chaos and blood party that became of Mandalore. Nothing was left of the decades of peace that it was for the past 19 years. Crimson traitors fighting the valiant, loyal Mandalorians that were trying to reclaim the land.

Bella ignited her 2 lightsabers, giving the ship a light and dark glow. The clones observed, this was new for them to see but questions had to wait. They ran out, shooting the Crimson traitors letting them fall to the ground, their blood invisible against their armour.

Her father ignited his lightsaber, its blue glow mixing with the light and dark ones that her sabers emitted. "Are you sure you still want to do this?" Her father asked, she could still back out and she knew this. "I am. I have to save our people," she replied giving him a determined look and a reassuring smile. "Then I'll be right behind you," was his reply before they sprinted onto the battlefield together.

They fought back-to-back, taking down the traitors as they came. While Obi-wan was more defensive about his approach, Bella was clearly more offensive.

She didn't seem fazed by slashing off their limbs, cutting off their armour, leaving them completely exposed to the clone's fire. Obi-wan could feel the dark side rising in her, yet he could feel her repressing it, keeping it under control but letting it give her power to fight like this.

Both of them were covered in blood in no time, the blood of their enemies who were filthy traitors of their land. No outsider shall ever rule Mandalore Bella resided to herself, mentally. They let an outsider rule Mandalore.

The re-takeover took hours of course and it didn't seem anywhere near finished. The traitors had the advantage of having cover at the palace. That was the final place to be reclaimed.

The Jedi and Bella led the clones and Mandalorian warriors to the palace, Bella was determined to lead the assault. She raised the hand with the darksaber and re-ignited it, letting her people roar and chant for her before they opened the palace doors.

Bo-Katan led the Mandalorians through the air on their jetpacks, Bella led the Jedi and clones on the surface. She ran towards, who looked like the new leader, deflecting the shots impressively as she ran. The Force granted her enough power for this, for reclaiming her home.

Bella slashed off their chest-plate, cutting open their helmet to see their disgusting face. It wasn't anyone who she knew yet she wanted to see his face as she impaled his chest with the darksaber, ending his pathetic life. He seemed to plea for his life with tears in his eyes but nothing came out, and it wasn't going to change her mind anyway. His eyes becoming lifeless was quite comforting to her, the new leader of the traitors was dead so the rest should have nothing to fight for, right?

Bella pulled the Saber out of his chest as she stood in front of the throne. She kicked his lifeless body down the steps carelessly, making everyone stare as the wound that killed him was visible on his back. She completely pierced him.

"Who's next traitors!" She yelled, giving the crimson armoured traitors a deathly glare. They all saw her kill him, they saw a daughter of a pacifist kill (by now it was confirmed that this was the Kryze Clan's hidden secret.) she stood her ground, even her own allies started to wonder about her intentions towards the traitors. "Surrender now or die!" Was the final thing that left her lips.

Even though the traitors wore helmets, Bella as well as the other Jedi could sense the fear they now felt. They knew Bella would just act on her instincts and anger to end them, her calculated and sweet self gone if need be.

The traitors threw their weapons and helmets on the floor. They surrendered. Without the helmets you could clearly see the fear in their eyes and colour gone from their faces. They knelt down and put their arms on their heads, ready for arrest for war crimes.

The clones looked at Bella, they weren't sure if they were to kill them or arrest them. Bella's expression was calm and collected now and she nodded almost smiling at their victory. The clones took that as arrested the remaining traitors.

A/N: no more violence in this bit.

The valiant Mandalorian worriers looked at their heir, as if for a reaction or speech or anything. Bella looked at them all as they landed, the Jedi and her father looking at her too. She turned off her whitesaber and looked at the darksaber. This was the Saber that almost killed her mother, the Saber that almost ended peace on Mandalore, yet it's Mandalore's prize possession, she thought. She then lifted it above her head, announcing victory to them. "Long live Mandalore! Long live peace!" She yelled, loud enough for every single ally to hear.

For a moment there was silence but her father took a step forward, repeated her words with his inactive lightsaber fist-pumping the air. Her auntie joined in, fist-pumping the air also. It soon became a victory chant, full of roars and cheers, the Mandalorians joined in but her father seemed to be the only Jedi taking part.

That was, until he looked behind him. The other Jedi looked back at him, his look told them they gained an ally that was nor Jedi nor Sith, someone that represented balance and control of the dark side and light side. Only then, did they join in the chant.

Mandalore has been reclaimed.

A/N: ok sorry I'm not great with writing fight scenes but I've tried so here it is! This isn't the last chapter as I'm going to do 2 or 3 aftermath chapters. I tried to present Bella as this person who doesn't fear the dark side but uses it to her advantage without getting corrupted by it because she's not a Jedi or Sith so she makes her own rules. This was supposed to be her tapping into the dark side for the sake of her people. I felt like I had to clear that up a little and how she had grown through training with Ahsoka on Coruscant and before Obi-wan went to save Satine because she would've been fighting.