The wind rushes through my ears as I free-fall towards the ground and the space ships. The last thing I see before crashing into a speeder is my lightsaber tumbling mid-air beside me. Then everything goes black.

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I wake up in a soft bed. I try to sit up, but gasp and lie back down instantly. The pain is excruciating.
"Careful there, little one," a soothing voice says and gently hands me a glass of water. "Drink."
Not caring at the moment about the risks of poison, I gulp down the water and hand back the glass. "Who are you?" I ask once I've finished swallowing. I squint up into the darkness as a light flickers on. I look up into the face of a woman.
She has curly, springy hair, and bright, friendly eyes. She wears a jumpsuit and  smiles at me. "I'm Astri. Astri Oddi."
Bam! For all fans of Jude Watson's series', Jedi Quest, Jedi Apprentice, and Last Of The Jedi, I thought Astri should be doing something during the Clone Wars, so I added her to my story.  I do not own Astri, she belongs to Disney.
"I'm-"
"Spirit Syunic, rogue Jedi and traitor to the Republic. It's all over the Holonet. I recognized your outfit," Astri says gently.
I bury my head in my hands, then immediately remove them. The pain is worse than I've ever experienced. My hands are covered in bandages and I feel some on my face too.
"How'd I get here?" I ask.
"You crashed into my speeder. The Jedi tried to chase me, but I lost them. I am a friend of the Jedi, but I don't believe that you are a traitor, Spirit. I think you were framed."
I sit up gingerly, managing to do it without hurting myself and inflicting more pain. "You mean, you're not going to turn me in?" I ask, hopeful.
Astri shakes her head. "I saw the Holovideo of you meeting with Count Dooku. They posted it on the Holonet. It's a fake. I'm a fairly good slicer, and I know a fake Holovideo when I see one."
"How can we prove it? Prove that I'm innocent? And why should you even help me?"
Astri smiles. "Because I know that you're not guilty. And someone else-the real traitor-needs to be punished for framing you. And I want to help you, Spirit. I believe in you. Are you ready to find out the truth behind this?"
I nod, tears of joy running down my face. "Thank you," I whisper. "For everything."
Astri smiles again and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Now, get some rest. You've had a long day. We're upstairs in my father's restaurant, so we should be safe. Jedi hardly ever come here, other than Obi-Wan Kenobi, an old friend of mine. But Dad will make sure he doesn't find you. He wants to help too."
Didi Oddo has not passed away yet, and Dexster Jettster has not bought the restaurant "Didi's Diner" from him yet. Again, I do not own Astri or Didi Oddo. They belong to Disney.
I nod. "Thank you," I say again. Astri nods and leaves the room. Soon, I drift away into sleep once again.