I don't own Star Wars only the big guy does, I'm just playing around in his universe. I'm doing this for my own enjoyment and will not nor plan to nor expect any form of compensation for these stories. In addition, if the big guy ever finds out about this, I hope that he will be understanding and won't sue me till the ends of the Earth. Moreover, if you do read these stories, I hope that you also enjoy them. Please read 'Fresh Start' and 'Tell me a secret' before reading this story or you may be lost.

Star Wars

New Jedi Order

Adventures of Tahiri

I want to hold you, I wish to thrill you, and I'm going to kill you!

The Wraiths:

Loran, Garik 'Face', Commander Wraith 1, Poster Boy

Alpha, Tom, Flight Officer Wraith 2, Sparks

Tainer, Kell, Major Wraith 3, Explosion Boy

Hall, Stacy, Lieutenant Wraith 4, Road Kill

Targon, Elassar, Doctor Wraith 5, Charm Boy

Deloni, Fred, Lieutenant Wraith 6, Boom-boom

SaBinring, Voort 'Piggy', Major Wraith 7, Droid Boy

Bora, Ratnena, Flight Officer Wraith 8, Prankster

Tahiri, Flight Officer Wraith 9, Peacekeeper

Squeaky, Junk Pile

Little Brother, Dagger

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"Hello Danni," Luke Skywalker said into the Hyperspace transmitter located in the main communication building on the City Planet Denon. Denon was chosen for the new home of the Galactic Alliance after the Yuuzhan Vong war since Coruscant was still inhabitable from the occupation and Mon Calamari just didn't have the infrastructure to support such a large body that the government has become. Since he was on the Chief of State Advisory Council and on the High Council for Jedi Affairs, he had to spend much of his time here in a vain attempt to help the new government find the right path to the future. That was a chore and a half with such a diverse group as the Senate, each senator trying to grab as much as he, she, or it can get for their home systems. One would think that after the devastating losses the entire galaxy had suffered during the four years of war that the Senate would be less intolerant and more generous towards each other; however, that was not the case.

Each system, especially those on the Outer Rim and those closes to the Yuuzhan Vong Invasion path, remembered all too well, what Coruscant had done to them, leaving them hanging to defend themselves. They didn't see why they should be forced to help pay for those planets that had been ravaged by the Yuuzhan Vong since the old government was quite willing to let them be destroyed to save the core worlds. The Core Worlds and many of the Colonies Worlds, who were among the riches planets, balked at the idea of shelling out the largest portion to repair worlds for species that may never recover enough to pay back the loans, thus causing financial hardship to the rest. Especially in the cases where species have fewer then a million survivors left. It was no wonder so many systems began to join in alliances and confederations for strength and security or joined the Empire.

As frustrating as dealing with the Senate was, he knew no better way to handle the many problems plaguing the galaxy. Democracy was the best and at the same time, it could be the hardest system to work with. However, there wasn't any other system he would consider using.

Not to say everything was dark and depressing there were a few success and victories out there, and Danni was involved in one such project.

"It is good to hear from you too, Master Skywalker." Danni, the 25 year old scientist turned military fighter turned social worker, had a light merry tone to her voice. The year and more that she has spent on Zonama Sekot had obviously done wonders for her war-ravaged soul. Hers was the first known contact with the Yuuzhan Vong almost five years ago when her small out post on Belkadan was attacked and all but her was killed. She was rescued by Luke's then 16-year-old niece and nephew in a daring raid against the Yuuzhan Vong strong hold. During the war, she worked tirelessly trying to understand these strange invaders from another galaxy, to find a path to peace. Danni had come to Zonama Sekot with Luke, Mara, and Jacen to find an alternative to destroying the Yuuzhan Vong. After the war Sekot had asked that Danni, Tekli, a Jedi healer, and Tahiri if they wished to stay. Tekli wanted to learn from the Shapers in a hope to find new medicines to help the sick, Danni was just too fascinated with the whole idea behind Sekot and the planet and the Yuuzhan Vong to pass up this opportunity and Tahiri wanted a ride out to the Unknown Region to find the missing frigate Widowmaker.

Tahiri and Little Brother, having been successful at locating the missing ship and the few survivors and returned to Denon. It was then that she was approached to join the super secret, commando/intelligent team Wraiths. Tahiri being Tahiri jumped at the chance and was doing very well according to Garik 'Face' Loran, the leader of the Wraith. Luke had many misgiving about allowing any Jedi joining a group such as the Wraiths, especially Tahiri who had sever emotional problems since her shaping and the death of his nephew Anakin Solo, but he gave her his blessing. Now after six month since the attack that had wiped out the Wraiths and their base, he still wished he had stood his ground and forbidden her to join them. She would been hurt and heartbroken for not being allowed to chose her own path but she would still be alive.

"How is Mara and Ben doing?"

"Mara is doing very well and has her hands full with Ben; we hope he is finally past his terrible two's." Luke said with a tired grin, Ben was a joy to see grow and learn but he could be a handful at times. "How is everything out there, where ever you are at?" She was using a special hyperspace transmitter that confused and misdirected any trace one might try. Even the supporters of Sekot agreed that the Yuuzhan Vong must stay out of sight until the galaxy had a chance to heal. If the location of Zonama Sekot were discovered Luke was sure someone would attempt to attack the planet in an act of revenge. Both sides need a chance to heal and learn before they attempted to reunite everyone.

"Slow, sometimes frustrating but we are making some progress," Danni went on to explain what she and Sekot have been up to in reforming the Yuuzhan Vong. "Sekot and I are sorry that Tahiri choose not to return home, we both feels that she could have done a great good here in helping teach the New Way."

"I was under the impression that she wasn't welcomed there?" There was a long pause before Danni said anything, which gave Luke all the information that he needed.

"Sekot and I would have been always happy to see Tahiri, the Yuuzhan Vong who feared her or sadly hated her would have learned over time to accept and love her as Sekot did."

"Tahiri told me that she didn't think that she would ever be accepted by many of the Yuuzhan Vong on Zonama."

"We will never know now, Master Skywalker, it was a mistake to allow her to leave Zonama in the first place."

"I don't agree with the choices she made either but in the finial analyst it was her decision, her own free will, to make that choice."

"Even if that decision goes against the needs of the Force and goes against the greater good of the people in the universe?" Danni asked sharply.

"Yes, for good or for evil all beings have the right and responsibility to make their own decisions and to either profit or pay for those decision." Luke took a deep breath and plunged on into territory he has wrestled with over the years, "while I agree that no one should use their fellow beings or attempt to control them, each person has the right to do as they please. If their actions harm other then we have a reasonability to show them the error of their ways and take steps to protect those around them. But we can never protect someone from themselves." There was another long pause; far longer then could be accounted for the great distances between them.

"Sekot will think about your words, however Sekot does not agree, Tahiri foolish action may have well done more harm then any good she could have done there."

"Maybe but we will never know now." Luke said softly, the pain of her death was still fresh for him also, "does Sekot have anything else to report to the Senate?"

"Not at this time Luke, we shall keep you updated of course," her voice once again friendly and warm.

"Very well Danni, May the Force be with you and Sekot."

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Vun Hur was a warrior on the way up, fresh from training and already he was entrusted with an important assignment. He was sent to the food-producing planet of Ruun to help insure that his people get the proper amount of foodstuff, food that had not been contaminated by the foul use of machines. Normally an Indent class member would be handling such duties however they had never been a particularly large caste and many were still reeling for the knowledge of one of their numbers had participated in the downfall at Coruscant. Nom Anor had been leading the Shamed Ones against the warriors and fighting side by side with the Abomination at the Well of the Brain. That wasn't even the hideous of his crimes, Nom Anor actions both before and during the invasion had been viewed by many to be a large part of the reason the gods abandoned them. The Infidels claim he died when the last Supreme Overlord's ship self destructed at the end of the battle and it has been true that no scent of him has been found since, a shame really they had a nice long inglorious death waiting for him.

This job was too important for a mere priest to oversee and the shapers were too consumed with the duties of supply arms and ships for the war to be spared and the nasty truth was, an army that did not eat could not fight. Therefore, it was up to the warriors to go out and make sure the lackeys produced, processed and supplied enough foodstuffs not only for the warriors but also for the other caste and their slaves. A few had questioned the decision to exterminate all the Shamed Ones for this very reason; they could have worked the fields to produce the food needed. Nevertheless, Vun Hur knew that the new War master was wise to get rid of those living examples of shame, they were traitor and forsaken by the gods. Like the Jeedai and the anti-god, the galaxy has to be cleansed of their foul presence before the gods would look favorable on the true master of the universe.

As he walked thru one of the many settlements that sprouted around Ruun, he was pleased that the lackeys were pretty much a head of scheduled and that they were using organic methods to process the foodstuff. Even though he ach to show the gods his skills with the amphistaff, he also had to keep a low profile. The thousands of refuges that worked in the fields and warehouses would not wait a single breath to let the Galactic Alliance know that he and other were here. Right now, until they regain their strength, the Yuuzhan Vong must work in secret to gather their supplies.

"Hey big guy, how about doing a girl a favor," a voice said from one of the small alleyways the crossed the main street from all directions. He looked over at her; she was a soft human about their average height and built. She had yellow hair that was piles in a bundle on the tip of her head and a single lock of hair weaved with color beads that came across her left blue eye. She was also dirty and had clothing that was ragged and barely covered her. She had the look of a woman that the infidels paid to 'entertain' their males; they had tried to give him one when he arrived. She was dead now and they were punished for their foul suggestion. "I can make it worth your time."

"No," he said in basic and turn to leave.

"Oh a tough one, afraid I'm to mean for you, afraid I make you cry?" She said with a mocking smile on her dirty face, "that is ok I like it rough, too rough for you I guess."

The thought of mating with one of these human was perverse in the extreme but he has been here for a month and except that first night when they tried to give him one of these creatures, he hasn't had the opportunity to kill anything. He was forced to wear the fake human skin and had been forbidden from doing anything that could be used to expose him as a Yuuzhan Vong warrior. However, this creature, by the looks of her, would not be missed and if they did find her broken body later, they would not look too hard for her killer.

"Yea," he said turning around and walking towards her, "like it rough."

"Well, why don't we go back behind this hut and talk," she said with a smile growing on her face, "and see which one of us is the toughest?"

She turned her back on him, missing the growing but evil smile on his face, and headed deeper into the darken alley. As he followed behind her, Vun Hur said a small prayer to Yum-Yammka for this opportunity to be who he was. So lost in though he never knew what it was that bite him in the neck and put him to sleep.

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"And I am telling you, I am with State Heating and Cooling. I don't know who you let in earlier but they are not authorized to be fixing your air conditioning."

"Hey, do you mind I have to get in to work, I'm already late. Now let me in so I won't get fired."

Al Hugger was a very diligent security guard at the main headquarters of the Ruun Superior Food growers and supplier, the second biggest food producer on Ruun, and usually handled all problems with care, whether or not they actually existed. He was very determined to make sure he and the guards underneath him show that they were all alert for subversive activities, completed all paper work properly, and his immediate supervisor was aware of all his work. Why after that Yuuzhan Vong Planetary Security found spy the other day, he personally called all the officers that reported to him as well as everyone on his emergency call list. He wanted them to know that he was personally on top of thing here. One of his guards got belligerent with him when he woke him up, saying that no Vong would attack a food planet. Some people just weren't cut out for the security guard business.

He was very glad that he was on duty this morning, he was sure that many of his underlings would not be able to handle these problems. The air-conditioning was not working this morning in the entire building when he arrived at work. He immediately called the building works supervisor, who already knew about it since it was 38 degrees standard in his office. Then he called everyone on his emergency call list to let him or her know he was on top of the problem.

About a hour later two men, one middle age with a bald head and goatee and the other a young guy with dark hair, and a R-2 unit had shown up to work on the system. Well, he knew the rules, no droids of any kind were allowed past his checkpoint. He was arguing with them as the main programmer tried to enter the building. She was a nice looking dark hair woman whose retina scan was not working properly. She had all the other proper identification so he overrides the security doors; she was a nice kid he would cut her some slack, this time. The two technicians gave up shortly after that and allowed the R-2 unit to be left behind his work area. They gave him the restraining bolt control, which he had no real idea if it worked, and allowed them through to work on the air conditioning system.

"Hugger what is going on out here? And when is that damn repairman supposed to get here?" The President of the corporation said coming through the secured door, "Mrs. Ply what are you doing down here?"

"Thank you for coming sir; I have two Yuuzhan Vong spies here!" Al said puffing out his chest.

"What are you talking about you fat tub of lard?" The female spy asked her tone one of shock.

"Mrs. Ply, please let me handle this," the president said to the spy and then turned back to Al, "Hugger, you better have a very good explanation."

"Yes sir," he said smiling, "Mrs. Ply is already logged in the system sir. She came by about a half hour ago. She had the proper identification but a computer glitch caused the retina scan to malfunction so I had to manually provide her access."

"The retina scanners do work, you idiot, but my pass card was stolen last night while I was at the club!"

"A likely story a Yuuzhan Vong spy would come up with, sir." Al said not quiet under his breath.

"Hugger …"

"Look, I don't know anything about spies but I do know I was sent out here to work on your a/c system and I won't get paid till I do the job!"

"Why are you down here then?"

"El 20 ton won't let me through!"

"Hugger …"

"Sir, there are already two repair men upstairs, they nor did anyone else inform me that another person was going to arrive to assist or supervise them. I did however have them leave their R-2 unit here per Standard Operating Procedure."

"We don't have any R-2 units you dim-wit.!"

"Then what do you call that," Al said pointing to the purple and silver droid standing power down next to the wall console.

"Why is that droid hooked into the computer system?" The female spy asked.

Al snorted at the obvious trick until he looked closely at it, the back was open just enough for some probe to snake out and was hooked into the computer interface.

"But I shut it off," Al said stepping slowly towards it.

"Hugger, I swear if that …"

Al reached out with his right hand to touch the droid, just before he could the dome spun and it 'woke up'. It squawked at him as he jumped back, grabbing his gun. All over the building Invasion Alarms blared and a voice telling everyone that the Yuuzhan Vong invasion was imminent. Before he could get it clear of the holster, he shot out one of the floor panels. The droid went rolling away, screaming its head off, and Al finally got his pistol clear and got off another shot. The droid was moving faster then he thought, as he tried unsuccessfully to shot it. All over the lobby people who had been rushing to the exits, dropped to the floor to avoid being shot. Before he could get a eighth shot off the President grabbed his right arm.

"Stop shooting you idiot, you will kill someone, just go grab it!"

He and the technician had to fight a river of people, all streaming to get out of the building, to reach the droid. When they finally got it corner and was closing in, Al had his gun out again and aiming at the droid. Out of the corner of his left eye, he spotted a young girl, with golden short hair in school uniform, run full bore out of a stairwell and right into the technician, knocking him into Al. All three fell to the floor as the little droid made an escape out the front door. As he tried to untangle himself, the teenage girl was trying to get his gun from him and screaming about the Yuuzhan Vong.

"THE SCAR HEADS ARE COMING, WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!" Tears were running rivers down her face. "I DON'T WANT TO DIE LIKE MY MOM DID, I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

"Let go of my gun!"

"YOU CAN'T LET THEM KILL ME, I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

"No one is going to hurt you," the repairperson said trying to help her up but she kept falling down and she just would not stop screaming.

"Calm down honey," the President said coming over to help, "nothing bad is going too happened."

"NO, YOU'RE LYING! I WAS AT CORUSCANT I SAW WHAT THEY CAN DO WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!"

Al finally got his gun back in the holster and looked around for the droid but couldn't see it. Between the alarms going off and the kid, he was getting a bad headache. As he looked around, he saw the woman he let in earlier, he started over to her as she exited the building but he was stopped by a middle age man with no hair and a goatee.

"Is my daughter ok?" The man asked grabbing Al's arm, he looked and sounded worried about his daughter.

"DADDY, WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!"

Al though the man looked a lot like the technician but he was wearing a business suit, not coveralls, and he had a girl, while the technician had another man with him. He tried to see if he could see the woman again, he need her to prove that he was right and make sure all the paper work was done properly.

"It is ok Mary, we are fine," the father said hugging his daughter.

"Will you shut that brat up?" Al said heading towards the door but was stopped by a hand grabbing his arm. He was spun around and was now face to face with an angry father.

"Hey, you rent-a-cop; my daughter was on Coruscant when the scar heads showed up. Her mother died protecting her, allowing her to escape!"

"Sorry but this is just a joke that …"

"A joke? A joke! What is so damn funny about scaring a teenage half to death?" The man turned to the President, "I bring my daughter here to show her what a fine caring company we belong to and you pull a joke like this! My daughter, who just started sleeping through the night without waking several time screaming and this guy says it all a joke! Do you know how much money it took for counseling? When I was hired a year ago you all told me what a kind caring company this was!"

"I … I … I …" Al tried to get out but he was silenced by the glare from both men.

"Look take the rest of the day off, the rest of the week off, and if you need more time …" the president said leading the pair towards the now empty doorway. The man was still fuming and the brat was still wailing trying to drown out the sirens.

Al snuck away while the getting was good; the female spy was over at his control panel, her head in her hands staring at the monitor. When she looked up and saw him coming, she flashed him a sad and anger smile.

"The whole system is crashing and there is nothing we can do!"

That is when the lights went out and Al wondered what it would be like picking fruit in the fields.

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"General, I am sure you have heard about that new pirate group operating in the Colonies and Core areas in the past five months." Colonel Jaina Solo said sitting down in the rather large and well-furnished lounge near the General's office. The large view ports that she was facing gave a viewer a spectacular view of the shipyards of Bilbringi. Too bad this large pile of poo-doo is blocking most of it, Jaina though as she watched a new Corellian Corvette sails into view from one of the dry docks. "Admiral Kre'fey is concern that this new group is targeting not only suspected Peace Brigade supporters but also Galactic Alliances supply bases and ship yards. The raid in Kuat a couple weeks ago was quite embarrassing to the Admiral." That was the understatement of the year, three shipyards and dozen of ships that had been set aside to assist in the Anti-Vong movement that the Admiral had begun, were destroyed. Ships that had already been 'officially' lost so they could join the main fleet in Hutt Space without the Senate or anyone else knowing about it. Jaina would have assumed that it was the work of the Peace Brigade if it had not been that attack on Ruun, one of the largest food suppliers in the galaxy, which crippled their computer networks and shut down the planet. Ruun had been long suspected, but never proven, to be a major Yuuzhan Vong supporter. They have been working around the clock to fix their computers but as of yet, they been unsuccessful.

"So the Admiral sent his little Jedi to check up on me, I am so honored." General Suv'Gry, a Bothan, said in a tone that just dripped with sarcasm. It was no secret that there was a inter rival between certain Bothan clans and the tension between the two Bothans was normally thick enough to cut with a light saber, which is why she was sent out here in his place.

"The Admiral has the highest confidence in you sir," Jaina said, momentarily distracted by a beat up YT-1300 flying escort to the corvette as it speed its way out of the confines of the ship yard. "He just wishes for you to remember what is at stake here."

Jaina had felt a pang of longing for her parents when she saw the YT-1300; she had not seen them since the memorial service for Tahiri. Six months ago, Tahiri and the Wraiths had been wiped out in a Yuuzhan Vong attack on their training base. Her parents, Han and Leia Solo, and her Aunt Mara and Uncle Luke had been devastated when they found out, her father saying he wished she had never joined the Wraiths and she stayed on Zonama Sekot. That was something Jaina agreed with whole heartily, if Tahiri had stayed on Zonama Sekot with her own kind she would have never been targeted for elimination by the Vong or the GA. She had been deemed too dangerous to allow roaming freely. Anakin's, her little brother who died three years ago, had a vision of her destroying the last Jedi before he died and she had been in Vong clothing. Jaina was sure if Tahiri had stayed with Sekot, then she would have never been a threat to anyone. Jaina was well aware of the Admiral's plan to use Alpha Red, a bio-toxin that kills all Vong life forms, against Zonama Sekot after the finish wiping out the rogues. Jaina didn't agree with that idea but was not really concern either. Once they were all contained on Zonama Sekot they could be watched and controlled; besides Sekot would be able to defend itself very well against any attack. Therefore, Jaina wasn't to worry about the end game plan.

"I know full well what is at stake colonel, after all it was my clan who first proposed the idea," it always struck Jaina funny how no one who ever say what it was they were talking about, "however, you may assure the Admiral that these ship yards are quite secure, I would wager my rank on it. No one will penetrate my defenses."

Jaina then saw flashes coming from the dry dock that the corvette had just launched from; flashes that showed other corvettes were being destroyed by explosions. Jaina jumped up from her seat and ran over to the window as sirens began to howl through out the base.

"Solo to Pride of Endor, report!"

"Pride here ma'am, we are reregistering multiple explosions at dry docks A-045 thru A-048."

"General, this is control we are losing our computer!" A panicking voice came over the intercom.

"What! Which systems are affected?"

"Sir, we have partial shut down on the automated construction droids at dry dock A -050 thru A-053, reports are showing them going crazy and destroying the frigates being constructed there."

"Pride, do you have a vector on a Corvette and an YT-1300 out bound together?"

"Yes ma'am, they are nearing the jump point at sector 078. Ma'am they just jumped."

"Very well, contact all commands along that vector. Have them be on alert for those two ships and make a general alert for this sector. Also ask the captain if she would recall all personal and make preparations to get underway, our visit is over."

"Yes ma'am," the officer of the deck said and closed down the connection.

Jaina stood there for a few minutes watching the now ruined dry dock and ships hang in space, more money lost, more time wasted and more of our private and supposedly secret army destroyed. As Jaina watched support vessels flock to the already hopeless cause, she could hear the general franticly trying to restore some order to the disaster that his command has become. The general was having no more success then his personal had at keeping who ever that was out of the yards.

"I must be on my way sir, I'll be sure to pass on your message to the Admiral," she paused significantly, "all of your message." Without looking at him, she walked out of the lounge heading back to her frigate. She had to contact the Admiral and inform him of this latest disaster, contact one of her agents to make sure they got a accurate account of what happened, then she would have a meeting with her own security team. So how so way she had to get a chokehold on this new group and soon, before there was nothing left of their private army.