This story takes place 40 years after the events of the knight of the old repuplic. Even after 40 years have passed trust in the Jedi order hasn't recovered. In fact, it's at a all time low. Even the Jedi are disgusted by what has become of their once glorious order. On to the story -

**story**

Dooku felt his heart sink seeing the Jedi temple again. How did it all come to this. He had only been a teenager during the mandalorian war. Now he is a embittered old man. The thought makes him look down at his gimp leg and the cybernetic that allowed him to walk. The war left scars on everyone. He took a moment to brace himself. It's more about the mission he told himself.

For many of the older people, the war is fresh in their minds. The marble archway a symbol of the betrayal that occurred afterwards. The temple use to make him feel so safe. So reassured by the force. The war changed that. Now the Jedi temple is a disguise for somethings far uglier. As the Jedi knight walks in, all eyes are upon him. "What is my mission," he says standing in the center of the council chambers.

"I'm sure your aware of the death watch?" Mace Windu starts the meeting off. He makes sure to hide his disgust at speaking to him. Windu is one of the reasons the Jedi went from a religion to a political party.

"Yes," Dooku says. "They're radical traditionalists."

Plo Koon speaks up, "During the Mandalorian war, he was a symbol to rally behind. Now he is the last remaining symbol of that war. Are intelligence ... "

"You mean spies," Dooku interrupts.

Sifo Dyas spoke up, "No matter what word you choose, the outcome is the same." Dooku grumbles.

Plo Koon continues, "They found evidence that they're trying to clone him."

Dooku hears this information and concludes that maybe the mandalorian are fainting peace and asks the council about the idea.

Mace Windu shakes his head and gives a grim look at Dooku; making it apparent that he wasn't going to be taken seriously. "Many of the Mandalorian legitimately wanted peace after the war. But Que'salrias." Dooku felt the force shudder at the mention of the man's name and he began to wonder why the force would fear any man. "-is more than just a war hero. The man had the largest Jedi kill count of any during the war. They say he had a unnatural way of killing people. Powers only a god would have. His devoted followers would like nothing more than for the mandalorian people to rally behind him."

"So is this to avoid a war. I guess it's necessary. I will follow the council but not blindly." He gives a courtesy bow and leaves to board the waiting flight.

Onboard the transport Dooku can sense a edginess from his former student. Whom starts a conversation to pass the time. "We're lucky the Scoia'tael are trying to blend in. Otherwise we wouldn't be able to mask our approach."

Ignoring the conversation for a brief second, Dooku points to something. Hanging in the atmosphere in low orbit is a bizarre space station. "It use to be a old orbital gun emplacement and bunkers for it's crew. Now it's used as a lower cost housing. I'm taking her down in the civilian parking. Put on the Mandalorian robes." The ship lands in the shadow of the massive structure and the two Jedi disembarked.

The parking area is completely empty. Straight ahead from the fenced off landing pad is a door leading inside. Qui-Gon Jinn had been to too many slums in his day, but this had to be one of the worse. There seem to be very few signs this place is even livable. Beds, table, and chairs were set up everywhere. People crammed in to as many places as they could fit. Food and trash covered the floor creating a layer of slime. "Master dooku, how could they be hiding the genetic sample in a place like this?"

Breathing in, Dooku says in his deep silky voice like honey, "Feel the force. You can sense the unnatural energy of it. Like blackhole in the force."

Qui-Gon Jinn didn't even need to close his eyes to sense it. Dooku continues, "These people are not here willingly. They're cut off from the life force of the universe. Without the force they're dying."

"That's why me must stop them. We'll explore the place until we see somethings out of place and keep scans to a minimum." The push onward

Qui-Gon Jinn pull out a small device from his robe. "My scans show a passage just beyond this wall." Dooku reaches out using the force to manipulate a hidden mechanism to reveal a secret door leading to a surprisingly steril environment of grey steel and bare concrete walls. The internal environment reminds him of the inside of a hospital. "This is some extreme building. It wasn't cheap to construct this place."

"No, monument to deities aren't usually cheap," Dooku points out. "Someone is watching the hallway. Dooku waves his hand. You see nothing. Where is the artifact."

"Take the passage to the left. Turn right when you reach passage A. Follow that to the research embarkation deck. It's in there."

Dooku adds, "What does it look like."

"It's gold and silver magnificently design stone box. It has the marking of the old mandalorian government." They left.

The halls were empty until they reach the research embarkation deck. There were three guards, all large burly fellows with repeating blasters, and five or six civilians on the deck. Dooku tries the same tactic as before. But all it does is cause the people to stagger. It seem to confuse them. Suddenly they snapped out of it; leading to the guards filling the room with blaster fire and the civilian howling like wild animals. Looking over, he sees Dooku trying to make a mental connection and then suddenly stops. A look of both shock and complete dread across his weathered face. "What happened," Qui-Gon asks concerned?

"I didn't sense any intelligence just animalistic fury." Dooku's eyes narrow, mind attuned to the situation. "There under some kind of mind control." He unleashes his violet lightsaber

Blaster bolt streak towards him but were easily deflected in a manner that wouldn't kill them.

The civilians threw themselves at them. Dooku force pushes them away sending them tumbling to the ground. But they seem to ignoring their injuries. With renewed vigor and preternatural resilience, they rose and charge with reckless abandon. In desperation he throws three of the civilians into one the guards. The collide with a sickening thud and the crack of bone. He raises storage container off of the floor and slams them into the civilians.

With Dooku preoccupied, Qui-Gon Jinn takes on the remaining two guards. Disarming one and forcing the other one's gun to slam into his face smashing into nose. The disarmed guard has a weapon hidden within his uniform, a wicked looking curve blade. The guard stealthy draws the weapon and goes in for a wide slash aiming at his throat. He evades it and takes a chance in using the force pushing the guard's right leg. The man tumbled over face first into the deck plating.

"Always the hard way," Qui-Gon Jinn says deactivation his lightsaber and stepping over the fall guard. The embarkation deck is filled with all manner of medical supplies used for cloning stored in stacks of containers. Despite this, the object wasn't hard to fined.

"How do we destroy it?" Qui-Gon Jinn asks.

"Blow it up," Dooku says. "We're not going to risk turning it over to the authorities. They can't be trusted to protect it."

"What about civilians?"

Dooku response, "There's a docked ship. That why it's here. There taking it off world. We blow the ship. Limited explosion. Should leave the station integrity intact. We just need to get on board."

As if orchestra by the force itself, the docking bay doors slid open and two mandalorian guards stepped in wearing the traditional durasteel combat armor with the T-shaped visors and the red and black symbol of the former government. In a blur of movement Qui-Gon's right hand is out stretched palm open. The lead guard is pushed back slightly. "Somethings is dampening our force ability."

Without another word Dooku violet blade is activated. Blaster bolts rang out. With one sweep that is as graceful as a dance recital, the bolts were turned against them. But mandalorian armor is resilient. The attacker is more startled than hurt. Qui-Gon's attack is calculated to not be fatal leaving superficial wounds.

Inside the cramp confines of the ship's cargo-bay were less armored crew members wearing bonadan light armor. Dooku powered down his weapon. "We wish you no harm. Take your wounded crew members and go."

Their is no hesitation from the crew. "For Mandalor!" Dooku regrets their deaths. But they chose to die instead of running. The two men surveyed the room. It was a complete bare octagonal room except for straps and chains. Dooku return for the container.

"Why do they need such big holding device for genetic samples."

Dooku sighs, "Why can't they leave the dead in peace. This is a relic of a ancient war. It should've been forgotten. Well rig the ship to self destruct. Return to the station."

"I can ..." Dooku cut him off.

"It doesn't take two people to pilot a ship. It'll be just a moment."

Qui-Gon Jinn watches the ship take off from the station and steadily get further and further away. Then disappears in one last final fiery explosion. He couldn't see a escape pod, but he could feel the Jedi knight's presence.