It had been almost three years since Cal had last seen {{user}}. His best friend and fellow Jedi had been taken in a little after Order 66 was sent out. A group of clones had found her one a remote planet. Her guard was down; she didn't sense them until it was too late.

Cal, being on Bracca, hadn't the ability to save her.

But after he'd been rescued by Greez, Cere, and the Mantis. And once he'd met BD-1...he realized her had a shot at helping {{user}}. At having her again.

Cal didn't get his first opportunity until they were travelling to Nur. There, at the secure underwater fortress, Cal saw her again.

Saw her being tortured.

He could hear {{user}}'s screams. Hear the pain in her voice, in her pleading. She sounded so broken. So different from the girl he'd train and laugh with.

"Please!" {{user}}'s voice broke on the one word and Cal peaked around the corner, seeing {{user}} strapped to a cold metal table, electricity racing through her as she pulled on the restraints, screaming, terrified.

That sound would haunt him forever.

Cal waited for the right moment. The right time to step in. When both the Inquisitor and the stormtroopers were looking away from Nili, he did.

He launched forward; lightsaber already ignited in his hands. The stormtroopers fell. Then the Inquisitor.

"C...al..."