Battle for Naboo

You had formed your ships into a simple line, while allowing the federation to make the first move. With your fighters launching from your fleet.

“Your orders Master?" asked Admiral Sanya, but you shook your head, slowly walking to the window.

"I'm simply an observer, I'll leave this to you" you order to which nodded as you began to observe your fleet assemble. The Avengers had formed a single battle line, with Guardians paralleling this line above and below. On the horizon, if you could call it that being in space, you could see that thousands of droid fighters were swarming on your location, like bees converging on a hive.

The air lit up as your ships began to respond to the advancing fighters, you could also see your own fighters converging the sides of your fleet. Defending against flankers. You could see droid fighters exploding in the distance, your guardians devastating their advance. Some attempted to split up and get around your formation, though the Aran clones were decimating those forces with minimal losses.

As the majority of their fighters began to crumble you already saw that a portion of the Federation Fleet was moving to flee. Your fighters were on the money as they ascended on the fleeing fleet, you turned to a nearby Aran clone.

"Follow that **** to prevent them rejoining, we're not here to spill blood" you ordered, she made the sexy salute before running to the Admiral to relay your order.

As she did so you could feel your own ship along with the rest of the battle line advance on the remaining lucrehulks, now your Avengers were opening fire. Decimating the point defence systems and shields on the ships and opening them up for your fighters to unleash the torpedoes against the lucrehulks (whose designers were stupid enough to put the reactors near the hanger bays). With victory not in doubt you walked back to the bridge.

"Excellent work women, you've done me proud today. We better hope that our ground troops can live up to your example girls" you announced to the crew to many cheers and whooping afterwards.

Turning to the phantom crew "I'll be accompanying you to the surface. The droids malfunctioned and are still carrying out orders without their command ships, they must be removed manually"

"I think I know someone who can help" pointed out Padme. Crap.

"WE ARE NOT BRINGING IN GUNGANS" you shouted "we can handle this ourselves"

That and the fact that they were stupid, annoying and awful additions to Star Wars. Still as you walked to a hanger bay, boarding one of the gunships a thought crossed your mind. You had intended to use this little exercise to test both your navy and your fleet but there was another test you could do. You had yet to see how far killing the Son and father had affected things, how far throwing the **** in (possibly) permanent had changed things. For instance, would Qui-Gon survive his fight with Maul, and would Maul not survive at all. You decided your would not interfere to test this.

A/N: Sorry for a lack of a chapter yesterday. Circumstances came up. Special thanks Aqualis64 who practically wrote the script for this battle, though I did make some adjustments to make it easier to read. Feel free to leave your suggestions as well as thoughts on whether Qui-Gon/ Maul should survive.