Author: St. Remy Asylum

Warnings: SLASH, cursing, violence, (future chapters)Mpreg, suicide themes(future chapters, maybe) OOC (just incase. I suck at Mace Window.. Err WindU's character, and I'm not particularly fond of him anyway... .)

Full Summery: Yoda believes that the outer rim planet of Dauhkra may be home of the prophesied chosen one. The planet is rumored to hold a race of extremely elemental and force sensitive humanoids. They are also rumored to be a highly protective and intelligent warrior race who lets few aside from the occasional merchant or scoundrel slip through their planetary defenses. However, most of those who do make it to the planet's forest covered surface never return, in fact both the Republic and Jedi have been formally banished from the planet for hundreds of years. Despite this they may be the only hope in the coming years and guess who's favorite master/padawan team is assigned to the negotiations between these elusive Azureths and the Jedi?

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I also do not own the Dune series by Frank Herburt or the SciFi-Mini Series it was made into! I'm just borrowing a few concepts and the like from it, no actual characters though there are a crap load of neat ones in those books.

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Neon Chronicles 1

Force Order

Ch.1

"Of vast importance to the order's future this mission is." Master Yoda said with a serious frown as he addressed his favorite, if most difficult Master/Padawan team.

"We are sure you've both heard the stories of the Azureth on Dauhkra. Now we need you to go and see if they are true." Mace Windu continued from the smaller master's statement.

Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn frowned in concern himself, "The Azureth haven't let anyone more than the occasional off worlder, most of which are accidental crash landings, onto their planet in centuries and are notably hostile in their declinations. Even those who make it to the surface rarely are heard from again."

"Know this we do but gain their trust must we." Yoda said with a soft sigh.

"If they are even half as powerful as the rumors say, their allegiance could make all the difference in the coming years. You know as well as I do, Master Jinn, that dark times are upon us." Master Windu said.

"I understand. I'm sure given enough time Obi-Wan and I will be able to acquire the information that is needed." With a dismissive nod from Yoda the pair left with respectful bows to the council. Once outside though, Obi-Wan couldn't help but question his master.

"Which rumors exactly does the council speak of Master?" His voice was soft and pondering.

"The ones that speak of force control rivaling the Jedi by leaps and bounds, my Padawan. Most likely their control of the elements as well." Qui-Gon sighed, unhappiness tinting the sound subtly as they walked toward their quarters.

"Do you think we have any chance of returning to the Temple anytime soon Master?" Obi-Wan asked after a pause. His master glanced at him with a small smile and a quirked eyebrow.

"Do you have an important date I should be aware of Padawan?"

The younger man had the decency to blush, "No Master. I was merely curious." The pair came to their housing quarters and entered.

"I would suggest nothing overly formal, and more on the comfortable side, Obi-Wan." Qui-Gon called before his apprentice disappeared into his room.

"Yes Master." With smiles they turned away, each man retreating to his own room to pack.

Early the next morning they left on a small republic transport. They had enough supplies for about a month and a half on their own out in space and it would take a good four or five standard days to reach Dauhkra as long as they made good time, without the smallest of problems. How long it would take to convince the Azureth to allow them onto the planet was a mystery to both Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. The trip was spent in meditation and the practice ring. The Co-pilot, Simber O' Rell and on board mechanic Orick Axith were most intrigued by the Jedi. Simber, a Twi'lek raised by a human smuggler family, had never seen a knight up close, she had rarely spent the time on Correscant or anywhere else for that matter to get a good look around. Orick, a Corielian orphan, had been saved by a Jedi when he was very young and been fascinated by them ever since. Morilis Jukes, the captain of the ship, was a quiet and hard man with a relatively short temper that tried to ignore the passengers as much as was politely possible. When they finally arrived and began an orbit of Dauhkra Morilis asked Qui-Gon what he planned to do next.

"There are a few stations orbiting the planet, correct?" Qui-Gon asked the man, older than him in appearance by only a few years.

"Yeah. 'Bout half a dozen, including the ones over each pole, but they're pretty small." Morilis said, crossing his arms across his chest and frowning hard.

"Which is the closest?" Obi-Wan and the other two crew members listened to the tension stranded conversation from the door way of the cockpit.

"The one we saw over that green area West of the desert scape." Morilis answered curtly.

Qui-Gon nodded and started calmly for the door way. "We'll approach that station first then."

"You sure this ain't gonna get us all killed. I've heard nothing but nasty shit about this whole damned area. Nothing but a smugglers hive, and a poachers paradise. All kinds of exotic dangers 'round here and at least a couple thousand different ways to died." The gruff man grumbled.

"Then it looks like we better work hard to avoid them." Qui-Gon answered before he exited the cockpit, Obi-Wan right behind him. The younger Jedi sent Simber and Orick sympathetic glances before leaving them with the grumpy captain.

"Morilis isn't a very agreeable man is he Master?" Obi-Wan glanced at the older man.

"I'm afraid not Padawan. We can only hope it doesn't hinder our mission." Qui-Gon sighed.

"Hey, Master Gin!" Orick came trotting up behind them.

"Yes, Orick?"Qui-Gon asked the younger man.

"Morilis says we'll be at the station in two hours or so. He said if you wanted one of us to accompany you he's will to spare Simber but he's got work for me and you couldn't get him on the station if you put a blaster to his head." Orick's lopsided grin prompted a smile from Qui-Gon.

"I don't think that will be necessary Orick but thank you. I believe Obi-Wan and I can handle this." Orick nodded and turned back down the hall.

"Do you think we will be able to attain their permission Master?" Obi-Wan asked as the pair turned back to their quarters.

"If we cannot land then perhaps they will allow us to meet their leader, or leaders as the case may be, on the station." Qui-Gon reassured his Padawan.

"I admit to having a very bad feeling about this Master." The younger man said a bit hesitantly as they stepped into their rooms. Qui-Gon turned to his student once the door had slid closed.

"Are you sure of your feelings Obi-Wan?" The older man seemed concerned, with what exactly Obi-Wan couldn't be sure but the use of his name in such a tone meant that he had more then just concern for the mission.

"I believe so. It is almost as if someone or something has rippled the water so that I might not see the future in it." Obi-Wan told the older man as he moved to sit on his bunk.

"The future is always changing." Qui-Gon repeated his own Master's words.

"I know but it is never so distorted when it shows itself to me."

"We should meditate on this until we reach the station Padawan." Obi-Wan nodded and they settled into lotus positions across from each other.

Vision Sequence

It was unbearably hot and yet Obi-Wan was staring over an ocean of calm water. It was a crisp, healthy blue at first but as he continued to watch the surface began to ripple and turn dark. The coloring shifted from blue to a dark, blackish brown before lightening into a tan shade. The strange liquid moved like a dune being pushed by the wind and with a flash of blinding light it became sand. I vast desert now stretched before him. A deep rumble shook the ground and Obi-Wan watched islands of rock cut through the rippling sea of sand, crashing against the cliffs it collided with. Suddenly the waves settled into a dry sand scape dotted with islands of black peaks, the closest two setting some five or six klicks apart. Obi-Wan noted curiously the shadowy forms that flew leisurely through the dark, purplish blue sky, to far away to recognize. A shadow passed over head and a roar prompted the young Jedi apprentice to turn and address the being now standing behind him.

A slender body hidden by a light, sand colored robe similar to that of a Jedi. Harsh winds blew and the hood fell back, sand obscuring the man's face in its stead for a moment's time. When the sand settled again Obi-Wan was staring into impossibly blue eyes framed by silken black hair tinted in dark blue. Strands caressed sharp features under darkly tanned skin and touched full, frowning lips. The stranger stood stoically observing him through bright blue eyes as Obi-Wan allowed his own orbs to travel further over the man's form. His body was indeed compact, less built but undoubtable just as strong as a Jedi's, and all that protected him from the unforgivable wind and growing chill of the climate was his robe and a pair of equally thin pants hung low on slim hips. Strange words tore the padawan's attention back up to soft lips.

"What did you say?" Obi-Wan asked but his only answer was a soft smile before the man vanished in the blink of an eye. Curiosity lasted less then a second before Obi-Wan felt something sharp and no doubt dangerous at his back.

"Dune is weary of strangers and ruthless toward enemies." A harsh voice hissed in his ear, "The sun is a cruel master but her people are of an even harsher breed. The colors of life that you know so well bring death in this place, remember that comrade." The wind roaring in Obi-Wan's ears cut off any more words the man may have wished to utter and once released the young Jedi whirled around to find nothing but a storm of sand in the stranger's stead creating a harsh, earsplitting sound in his ears.

End Vision Sequence

Obi-Wan came out of the trance with a gasp, his muscles spasmed before he settled down enough to focus on his master's concerned voice.

"...breath Padawan. You must calm yourself."

"Master, what happened? I was in a desert and there was a man..." Obi-Wan's voice trailed off as his mind ran in circles trying to explain and decipher what had just happened.

"You were having some sort of vision, Obi-Wan. I couldn't pull you out of it." Qui-Gon's tone held bewilderment tinted in concern.

"Yes... I saw a man, he almost looked to be a Jedi Knight. I thought he was going to kill me but instead he spoke. It was some sort of warning I think Master." Obi-Wan had his arms wrapped around himself as he looked around him cautiously.

"What sort of warning young one?" Qui-gon asked.

"He mentioned a dune, and spoke of it as if it were a person. He said it didn't welcome strangers and he talked about the merciless sun and the people of the desert. It was all very strange Master." Obi-Wan had a strained look on his face as Qui-Gon continued to comfort his Padawan.

"We will have to examine this vision further at a later time I'm afraid. We will be docking with the station any moment now." The words had no sooner been utter before the door to their rooms was open and Simber stood before them, a hard look on her face.

"We're here and Morilis wants me to go with you." Was all she said before turning and walking back down the hall. In silence the Jedi donned their robes and followed the girl.

TBC...

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