Boarding the Royal Starship

As the group moved towards the Naboo royal starship, Gojo, satisfied with the chaos he had wrought, seemed ready to depart. His stride was casual, as if he hadn't just turned a battlefield into his playground. Suddenly, he halted, turned to the group, and with a mischievous grin, declared, "Alright folks, it's been fun, but I'm leeeaaaving!"

Queen Amidala's voice rang out, firm and resolute. "Your name is Gojo right , please wait! Come with us. We still need your help."

Captain Panaka, ever the cautious protector, immediately interjected, "Your Majesty, this man is dangerous."

Amidala turned to him, her expression unwavering. "This man's power has proven to be more valuable than we could have imagined. He has enough fighting power to stand against the Separatists."

She then directed her gaze back to Gojo, her eyes filled with determination. "I will reward you later for your assistance."

At that moment, Tooru's telepathic voice echoed in Gojo's mind. "We still need labs to increase our Locacaca fruit production and potentially create new variants if we have the proper facilities."

Gojo paused, considering the proposition. A grin slowly spread across his face as he realized the potential benefits. "Alright," he replied, his voice filled with a newfound excitement. "I'll help."

The group boarded the royal starship, the tension from the previous battles still lingering in the air. As they settled into the ship, the realization of their next steps began to set in.

Inside the ship, Amidala turned to her companions. "We need to regroup and plan our next move. The Separatists won't stop, and neither can we."

Gojo leaned against a wall, his demeanor relaxed yet alert. "So, what's the plan?" he asked, looking around at the group.

Qui-Gon stepped forward, his expression serious. "We need to reach Coruscant and present our case to the Senate. It's crucial that they understand the gravity of the situation here on Naboo."

Obi-Wan nodded in agreement. "And we must be prepared for any further attacks. The Separatists are likely to respond aggressively once they realize we have escaped."

Amidala, her resolve unshaken, added, "We will also need to find a way to free our people and end this occupation. The suffering of Naboo must end."

Gojo listened, his eyes flicking to Tooru for a moment. "Looks like things are about to get interesting," he said with a smirk. "And I do love a good challenge."

Tooru, standing beside him, shared the sentiment. "Indeed. The opportunities for us are limitless. We must seize every advantage."

As the ship lifted off, the group settled in for the journey ahead. The path was fraught with danger, but with Gojo and Tooru on their side, they felt a renewed sense of hope and determination. The fate of Naboo—and perhaps the galaxy—hung in the balance.

Droid Hold

Inside the Naboo royal starship, Obi-Wan Kenobi led Jar Jar Binks into a low, cramped doorway. The small room was filled with a long row of five short, dome-topped astro droids, known as R2 units. Each droid looked identical, except for their paint color, and they all appeared to be shut down.

"Now stay here, and keep out of trouble," Obi-Wan instructed Jar Jar firmly as he closed the door behind him.

Jar Jar looked around the confined space, his eyes settling on the silent droids. "Ello, boyos," he greeted them, but received no response. "Disa wanna longo trip... hey?"

Curiosity getting the better of him, Jar Jar tapped a bright red R2 unit on the head. To his surprise, its head popped up slightly. He gasped as he lifted the head further, revealing many springs and components inside.

"Tis opens? ... Oooops!" Jar Jar exclaimed, quickly closing the droid's head again, clearly embarrassed by his blunder. "Yoi! Just yoken!"

Outer Space

The Naboo royal starship was under heavy bombardment from the Trade Federation's Lucrehulk-class battleships. Blaster fire from the Federation's ships streaked through space, striking the Naboo vessel repeatedly. Inside the cockpit, Ric Olié and his crew worked frantically to keep the ship from being destroyed.

"Shields are down! We need to get them back online, now!" Ric shouted over the chaos.

The droids in the hold were all active, each working on a different task to repair the ship's systems. Among them, a lone blue R2 unit, R2-D2, maneuvered swiftly and efficiently. As blaster bolts rocked the ship, R2-D2 extended his repair arm and began bypassing the main power drive. Sparks flew, and the ship trembled as R2-D2 worked against the clock.

Cockpit

In the cockpit, the lights flickered and then stabilized as the power systems came back online. Ric Olié glanced at the control panel, relief washing over him. "Power's back! That little droid did it. He bypassed the main power drive. Deflector shield up, at maximum."

Droid Hold

As the ship steadied, Jar Jar looked around in amazement. "Yousa did a bombad job! Mesa impressed!" he said to the droids, though he had no idea which one was responsible.

R2-D2, having finished its repairs, returned inside the ship. With its systems restored, the Naboo spacecraft raced away from the Federation battleship, leaving their pursuers behind.

Cockpit

Ric Olié focused on the instruments as the ship accelerated away from the Lucrehulk-class battleships. "Hold on, everyone. We're getting out of here," he announced.

Queen Amidala, standing behind the pilots, watched the stars blur into streaks as they entered hyperspace. "Good work, everyone," she said, her voice steady. "We've made it through the worst. For now."

New Encounter

Suddenly, the ship's sensors blared warnings as 50 vulture droids appeared on their tail.

"Vulture droids are chasing us!" Ric Olié exclaimed, his voice filled with urgency.

Gojo, sensing the threat, spoke up with a calm determination. "You guys go ahead. I will deal with the cloistered iron on the outside."

Obi-Wan, puzzled, asked, "We're in one ship. How can you—"

Before he could finish, Gojo suddenly disappeared. An explosion erupted outside the ship, causing everyone to react.

"Did he just... vanish?" Captain Panaka said, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Queen Amidala, equally astonished, commented, "I've never seen anything like this. His power is incredible."

Ric Olié, focused on piloting, added, "If he can handle those droids, we might just make it."

Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan exchanged a look of realization. "I know Gojo can breathe in space, but I never knew he could disappear and reappear to deal with threats this swiftly," Qui-Gon thought aloud.

Obi-Wan nodded, "His abilities are beyond anything we've encountered. Let's hope the Jedi Council doesn't provoke this man or at least we don't need to make an enemy of him."

Outside, Gojo was a whirlwind of energy and power, dismantling the vulture droids with precision and ease, ensuring the safety of the Naboo royal starship as it sped away through the vastness of space.

The Fight in Space

Gojo, floating effortlessly in the vacuum of space, surveyed the field of battle. His eyes gleamed as he punched through one of the vulture droids, sending it spiraling into a fiery explosion. As the debris cleared, Gojo suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon—an ethereal glow surrounding the remnants of the droid, pulsating with what appeared to be cursed energy and souls.

"Interesting," Gojo mused, his mind racing. He focused on the energy, his Six Eyes revealing the intricate details. "So many souls... so much cursed energy."

Gojo smirked to himself, his thoughts racing. "The Jedi think they're one with the Force, but they have no idea about the power of cursed energy. Every ounce of malevolence, every twisted soul, it all adds to my strength."

With renewed vigor, Gojo launched himself towards the swarm of vulture droids. Each movement was precise, a blur of motion and power. He weaved through the blaster fire, dodging with ease, his hands glowing with cursed energy.

"Cursed Technique: Blue," he intoned, pulling several droids towards him with an irresistible force. As they converged, Gojo's fist met them in a devastating explosion, tearing through their metallic frames.

The remaining vulture droids attempted to regroup, their AI systems calculating new attack patterns. But Gojo was relentless. He summoned a sphere of compressed energy, launching it into the heart of the swarm.

"Maximum Output: Blue," Gojo declared. The sphere detonated, a shockwave of cursed energy radiating outward, disintegrating droids in its wake.

As the last of the vulture droids were destroyed, Gojo paused, floating amidst the wreckage. The cursed energy from the fallen enemies swirled around him, drawn to his presence like moths to a flame. He could feel the power amplifying, the souls adding to his already immense strength.

"All this power... and it just keeps growing," Gojo thought, a sense of awe and satisfaction washing over him.

As Gojo hovered amidst the wreckage, basking in the aftermath of his victory, he suddenly felt a prickle at the back of his mind—a sensation that told him he was being watched. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the surrounding space and noticed a distant figure observing him through binoculars.

Darth Maul, positioned at the edge of a hangar on the Lucrehulk battleship, intently watched Gojo's every move. The Sith Lord's yellow eyes gleamed with curiosity and malice as he took in the display of power that had just obliterated an entire swarm of vulture droids.

Sensing the scrutiny, Gojo turned slowly, locking eyes with the distant Maul. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he casually raised his hand and extended his ( middle finger ) in a mocking salute.

Darth Maul's eyes widened in fury. His grip on the binoculars tightened, and he nearly crushed them in his rage. He seethed silently, his thoughts a maelstrom of anger and disbelief. How dare this stranger mock him, a Sith Lord, with such blatant disrespect!

From his vantage point, Gojo chuckled, enjoying the reaction he had provoked. Just as Maul's anger reached its peak, Gojo suddenly vanished, disappearing into thin air.

Maul was left in stunned silence, his mind racing with confusion. How could someone with such immense power appear out of nowhere, destroy an entire swarm of vulture droids, and then disappear instantly? His fury was now mixed with an unsettling sense of bewilderment as he grappled with the reality of Gojo's incredible abilities.

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