The Cantinas on Tatooine all looked the same around that time. Utterly empty, save for the few wash out treasure that now spend their time drinking them self to sleep. The smell of the parties and fights from the night before still lingered in the stuffy air. A blood stain still remained on the floor from a cocky young smuggler who thought he could take the small Trandoshan. Needless to say he was in a Bacta tank afterwards. A Twi'lek in the back finally got to his feet to leave after two hours of drinking. He made it to the door at lest before falling over unconscious.
But on this day there was one other person there. And he was just who the cloaked newcomer was looking for.
The man in the cloak slowly walked to the bar and sat down next to the young Pilot.
"The bar tender is out. Be back prolly in a half hour." The Pilot said after a few moments of silence.
"I am not here for a drink." The man said quickly. "I am here to talk to you."
The pilot let out a light laugh, "Really"
"Would I be correct in saying that you are the son of the Dark Jedi Jaiden Dashar?"
The pilot heavily set his drink down on the bar, "Biologically…" with that the pilot got up out of his set and started to walk to the door.
"Airon" the man yelled
Airon stopped and turned around. "What the hell do you want with me?" he said now getting annoyed. Not too many people knew his name. Airon like to go by different names in every town so there would be no links to him. And for this stranger to call him by his real name was unacceptable.
"I am here to ask you to join the New Jedi Order." The man said getting up.
Airon laughed, "I must get you guys at lest once every two months"
"I know. I have sent many Jedi to recruit you, but you always turn it down. I thought this time if I came myself, I could get an answer to why." the man pulled back his hood and there stood Jedi Master Luke Skywalker.
Airon had a look of disbelief on his face as he stepped back towards the door.
"Now, if we may go to a more privet location id wish to talk to you on the matter."
For the past few weeks Airon had been experiencing a string of bad luck, and this day was no different.
"Every one put their hands or whatever it is they have in the air, this is a hold up." Said the leader of the local swoop gang as they stepped into the Cantina.
Slowly, Airon and Luke raised their hands above their heads. "You've got to be kidding me…" Airon said under his breath.
The other members of the swoop gang began to go around the Cantina taking what they could from the drunks, most of them not even awake to notice. The gang leader decided to take care of Airon and Luke himself.
"Gimme all your credits and anything of value you got on ya, now!" said the bulky Zabrak with his blaster pointed at Airon.
Airon glanced quickly at Luke, who gave him a look of approval. He then looked back to the Zabrak and grinned. "Of course, just let me get them." Airon reached into his Gunmen cloak, but before the Gang leader knew it Airon had him on the ground with a blaster pointed at his head. "You picked the wrong place to heist, jackass!"
The other swoop gang members quickly realized what was happening and ran to help their leader. But before they could reach even near the gang leader they were stopped by the green glow of Luke's lightsaber. "I think it would be best if you all left. After leaving all the things you took on the bar."
Without a word or even a gasp the gang members unloaded all credits they had stolen and some that they hadn't, and then ran out the door leaving their leader behind.
"YOU BUNCH OF NERF HERDERS! GET BACK-" Airon had bashed the Zabrak in the back of his head with his blaster.
"That's enough out of you." Airon got to his feet, leaving the leader on the ground.
"That was unnecessary, Airon." Luke said as he deactivated his saber.
"Yeah" he stopped and turned to Luke with a grin, "But it was fun." Airon dusted himself off and walked over to the bar and picked up the stolen Credits.
Luke sighed looking at the floor. "Maybe I was wrong after all."
"Yeah, maybe you were."
"I guess you're nothing like your father…" Luke raised his hood and began to walk towards the door.
Airon stopped what he was doing. He had never gotten to know his real father and had always resented him for that. Jaiden choose to go to the Dark Side. He had done it for Airon's mother, who he had fallen in love with. But so had Battarr. In the end, Kaylin chose Battarr, but not after having one night of passion with Jaiden. When Jaiden found out that Battarr had taken Kaylin from him it sent him over the edge. It sent him to the Dark Side. But not without the help of the Dark Lord Darth Xyth, who corrupted Jaiden's mind into thinking that if he killed Battarr, Kaylin would return to him. Jaiden became what many called "The Second Vader". In the years following the Battle of Endor, Jaiden, now renamed Darth Syrus destroyed many Rebel Fleets in his search for Battarr.
Four years after Jaiden turned, Battarr decided there was nothing left to do, but face Jaiden himself. When it came down to the end, Battarr had no choice but to kill Jaiden. Darth Xyth unfortunately escaped and hasn't been heard form sense.
"Did you know my father…?" Airon said softly before Luke reached the door.
Luke turned, looking Airon straight in the eye. "Yes I did. He was a good man before he turned to the dark side."
"I…I never got to know him…"
"Yes, I know." Luke looked at him differently now. He felt pity for him. "I could tell you about him if you'd like."
Airon suddenly stood more up right, "No. I don't care about him. Battarr was my dad, he raised me." He split up the credits evenly and then went around giving them back to the scared patrons. Then, turning to face Luke, he collected his things and began to walk towards the door. "Sorry I couldn't help you, Jedi."
Luke turned to watch Airon walk out the door. "We will meet again Airon. I have foreseen it." Luke said to himself