A late Coruscant evening found two of its detectives at one of the mid-class cantina-clubs. Returning home wouldn't be hard for ether as their apartments weren't all too far away. It was a calm evening, one that promised little incident. So the pair decided to take the short way, through the back alleys.
"So I said to her, Cassi if you wanna work for us you're gonna have to know where you come in," one of the detectives was saying.
His partner nodded and drained the small bottle in her hands. She through it into a trash pile on the side. The bottle hit the stack and all the trash came crashing down on both sides. Some bags were at the bottom of the mound along with a stained brown robe.
"Come on Lyv! Don't worry about it."
Lyv ignored him and moved toward the crumbled trash pile. She knelt down before the lump covered by the brown robe and lifted the edge of the fabric. Her hand flew instantly to her mouth. "Eden! Eden come over here!"
The other detective jogged to her side. "What you've got there, Lyv?"
"A child. Can't be older then eleven." She reached out and gently turned the boy over onto his back. The right side of his face was crusted with blood and his sandy blond hair was matted. There were bruises on his neck and his tunics were ripped in several places.
"Is he…" Eden trailed.
Lyv checked the boy's pulse and breathing. "No he's still alive. But his vital signs are weak."
:Edan reached for his commlink. "I'm calling an ambulance."
The two detectives stood as the doctor approached them with a tired gloomy look on her face. Eden and Lyv looked at each other and then returned their attention to the medic.
"Well he'll survive," she said.
"That's good news," Eden put in.
She nodded briskly. "That's about the only good news though. Someone really banged this kid up. It looks like they left him for dead. Are you the boy's parents?"
Lyv shook her head. "No. We found him. We're from the Coruscant Special Victims Unit." She flashed her badge to confirm her words. "Can we please see him?"
The doctor wrinkled her nose. "Well you know what they say, never say 'no' to a cop." With that she lead them down the corridor to one of the smaller med rooms. "We stabilized him and it looks like he doesn't even need an inhaler but still…you can see he was beat up pretty bad." She indicated the countless bacta patches on the boy's face and the bandages on his arms and chest. He was still unconscious. "I have to go now, detectives. Call me if you need anything. It's Doctor Brege by the way."
"Thanks you, Doctor Brege," Lyv said as the other woman walked out of the room. She made an inspection of the boy's injuries. "It doesn't look like he put up much of a fight. No cuts on his wrists, or lower legs, also no blood under the fingernails. Looks like he knew his attacker."
"Or maybe he was simply hit from behind," Eden suggested indicating the small lump on the boy's head.
"Unlikely. This one would have felt his attacker coming."
"Why do you think that?"
Lyv pointed at the short braid hanging from behind the boy's right ear. "He's a Jedi Padawan."
Eden sighed and rubbed his forehead. "A young padawan, Luv. Besides how much do we know about what the Jedi can and can not do?"
"We don't," she agreed. "Maybe his master will tell us though. In any case I'm coming the temple."