Rae: I hope you people enjoy this. This takes place a year after Attack of the Clones and I'm afraid to tell you, there is no romance between Padme and Anakin. I just..didn't like how they 'clicked'.
Disclaimer: Star Wars doesn't belong to me...but George Lucus is a PURE GENIOUS! And Hayden Christensen is TOTALY HOTT! lol
The Rogue Jedi
Chapter One
Night fell over the city of Coruscant, head lights of speeder vehicles making their way through the city limits, neon lights giving the capitol a lively feel. In the sky, Coruscant's largest moon lit up the black void of the universe. Many creatures oblivious to the danger lurking in the air. Two people sit in a open hatched, black speeder, hovering high above the city limits, out of anyone's sight. Both women. Both beautiful.
The driver had short, black-cherry red hair, cut short as to layer around her face, beautiful cat-like green eyes glittered in anticipation. Atop her head, cat ears twitched nervously, her hands gripping the controls tighter, sharp nails marking the metal controls of the vehicle. She was dressed in a simple, dark-green body suit covered by a ruby-red vest and skirt. The vest stopped an inch below the curve of her breast, the skirt stopping mid-thigh as she sat calmly in the drivers' seat.
Beside her sat another woman, long ebony-hair pulled into a thick braid which she kept draped over her right shoulder. Her dark, endless violet eyes held a calm, placid look, nearly emotionless, a thin silver ring incased the dark irises, giving her a harder look. She was dressed like her companion, her full-body black body suit hugged her every curve. Her vest was violet and stopped below her breasts, but unlike her friend, she wore dark, violet shorts instead of a skirt. Around her shoulders hung a black cloak, her hood down, to rest on the back of her shoulders.
"Auro, are you sure about this?" the red-head asked cautiously.
The dark-haired woman calmly stood up, stepping out onto the two fork-pikes that portrayed from the front of the vehicle. She glanced at her companion over her shoulder, "Trin, what have I always told you?"
"That no matter what happens, or what kind of struggle you're in, always make sure you have fun while doing so," the red-head replied, receiving a smirk from the daring woman, who stood high above the city limits.
"Yes, that is true. You see, the problem is, is that a young, inexperienced Padawan is about to free-fall off the top of a building, in hopes to catch an assassin who is, once again, after Senator Amidala," Auro replied, pulling her hood up.
"So what's your plan?" Trin asked, receiving no answer from the woman who gazed down at the building where a tall, but young man stood, ready to jump at any moment. "You do have a plan, don't you Auro?"
Auro turned to her companion and grinned, "Just remember, you must get Senator Clat-Yon Lunè back to the apartment immediately." With those words, the darkly dressed woman flipped herself off the pikes, diving down toward the city, head first.
You owe me for this Auro!
The falling woman flipped and twisted her body as the wind blew against her as she fell toward the building the man stood on, I understand that, Trin, but this kid cannot die. Not yet anyways. The message was sent through the Force, the red-head receiving it as the dark haired woman flipped her body around so her feet were below her. I'll repay you with a game of Elm-Ball, I promise. The woman then landed on the roof of the building, behind the young Padawan, her cloak falling beside her, covering her body completely.
She stood up to see the young brunette turn around, a green crystal light saber igniting in his right hand, his eyes glaring toward her. She smirked, "If I were you, I'd be careful. Free-falling isn't something inexperienced Padawans, such as yourself, should be doing." She heard him snort at her choice of words as she approached the ledge, arms spreading out to her sides, her black gloves reflecting some of the light from a nearby building. "Beside, I don't think Master Kenobi would be pleased to have people cleaning what is left of his Padawan off the grounds of Coruscant."
With those words, the young Padawan watched as she flipped herself forward before diving, head first, toward the speeding vehicles below, eyes on the red speeder, holding Senator Amidala unconscious in the back seat. The Padawan watched as she landed on the top of a speeder before jumping off and letting herself land on another one below, the red speeder still in her sights. He turned when he heard familiar footsteps.
"Anakin, what's going on?" his master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, asked, but shook his head and motioned for the young Padawan to follow him as he ran toward a green speeder. "Nevermind, answer my questions later. We must get Padmè back safely."
Anakin nodded and took the controls, chasing after the figure, who landed on top of the red, closed speeder. The mysterious woman clenched her gloved hand and slammed it through the front window, before pulling out a dark, violet crystal light saber. Anakin noticed it wasn't purple like Master Windu's, but darker, more omnious than the strong, Jedi of the Council. He chased after the red speeder as the woman used the saber to slice open the top hatch, stepping back while pulling it off. Her hand gripped the neck of the pilot and threw him overboard. Anakin watched as the man fell to the concret ground of Coruscant, landing with a sickening thud, his skull cracking as it made contact with the ground. Turning his attention back, Anakin watched as the woman grabbed the controls and sat in the pilot seat, flying the speeder to a platform connected to an apartment high above the city.
Anakin landed his speeder as the mysterious woman pulled the unconcsious form of Senator Amidala out of the back of the red speeder. He hopped out of the speeder, his Master following closely, as the cloaked woman carried Amidala toward a door which led to the apartment. Anakin knew the mysterious person was a woman, from her voice he could tell, but he wondered why she kept the hood to her cloak up. The two male Jedi followed the woman as she entered the apartment quietly, almost instantly placing the brunette in her arms on the violet lounge couch. Anakin noticed the apartment was held a dark decor, the walls painted black, the violet lounge furniture adding to the omnious feeling. She motioned for them to sit before leaving the room.
Anakin knelt beside Amidala's body, urging her to wake up, "Padmè wake up."
He felt the woman's presense return, causing him to look up as she knelt beside him, a thin, glass container in her gloved hand. She opened the container and placed a white, powder substance on the finger of her other hand before gently placing the finger underneath the Senator's nose, moving it around slowly. Anakin was confused until a sneeze alerted them that Amidala had awakened. The cloaked woman pulled away, standing up in the process. Anakin felt his Master's curiosity rise, "Who are you?"
The cloaked woman didn't say anything but turned her attention to the door as a knock suddenly racked on the metal barrier between the lounge and the hallway. She silently walked over and pressed a button beside the door, causing it to swoosh open revealing her red-headed friend grinning sheepishly with a dark skinned man and a small green creature surrounding her. The small, two-foot tall creature sat on a hover pad, amber eyes widen slightly at the sight before them.
Before words could be spoken, the cloaked figure bowed, "Master Windu, Master Yoda, I was not expecting my companion to be escorted by two astounding Jedi such as yourselves. Please, do come in."
She stepped away from the door and allowed them to drag her red-headed companion inside, You really owe me Auro.
The dark haired woman hid a frown as she led the two Jedi and her friend into the lounge, where Anakin and Obi-Wan stood up respectfully, Where is Clat-Yon?
The cat-woman's ears twitched with annoyance as the dark skinned man gripped her upper arm tighter, I had just put him in an apartment room when I got attacked by one of those assassins. It looks like Senator Amidala wasn't their only priority this time. Anyways, these two found me fighting with my trusty light saber and helped me finish them off. I was about to thank them, when this idiot to me left grabbed me and forced answers out of me. I told them we could speak somewhere else...sorry.
"Obi-Wan, Skywalker, pleased to see you are ok. Unfortunately, there is a turn of events. This woman," Mace Windu pulled the red-head's arm slightly. "is a Jedi. We saw and felt her use the Force with great speed and capability. She says she has no Master."
Nice touch of mystery there, Trin. It's not bad enough that they'll be curious about my appearance, but I'm really not allowed to be in Coruscant.
The black haired woman kept her hood up, blocking her features from view of the many onlookers. She tensed when the Padawan spoke up, "This woman is a Jedi too." He pointed to the cloaked figure, who stood a few feet away. "Master Obi-Wan and I saw her use a light saber as well."
The dark skinned man looked over, but it was the hovering, green creature that spoke, "Familiar, you are. Presense within the Force, felt before we have."
Go on. Give them something to talk about, Auro.
The cloaked woman sighed inwardly before lifting her gloved hands up to grip the sides of her hood, pulling it down only to receive gasps of surprises from the older Jedi. She bowed before them respectfully before standing up straight, her arms folding over her stomach as she placed her weight on her right leg, her stance seemed to be familiar for Anakin noticed the three Jedi Masters frowning. He wanted answers, but kept silent, knowing everything will reveal itself.
"Desha, last time I checked, the Council exiled you from Coruscant," Master Windu broke the heavy silence.
The woman's ruby-red lips simply smirked at the brash voice of the dark-skinned man, "Yes, but you know me, Master Windu, I'm not one to follow rules."
"No." Windu replied, "You're not."
The smirk fell to a crooked smile, "Can you please let go of my companion? I don't see the harm she's done. Last time I checked, defending one's self was never against the Jedi Code."
"Are you her Master?" Mace Windu continued to interrogate.
The female Jedi shook her head, "No. She's a self taught Jedi. I told her the basics and she's learned the rest on her own."
"What are you doing here Desha?" Anakin heard Obi-Wan ask softly, catching the woman's attention.
"Well, I was going to help Trin-X, there, but a certain someone caught my eye and I just had to drop in for a chat," she said, gaining questioned looks. "Kenobi, your apprentice was about to throw himself off a building, trying to catch a kidnapper. You know I don't like the inexperienced to try free-falling."
"You stopped Ani from jumping off a building?" Senator Amidala questioned.
The woman shrugged, "I was impressed by his determination, but I couldn't let Kenobi's first apprentice fall to his death. There's no way he would've caught the speeder."
"I've done it before."
The raven-haired beauty looked at the Padawan who spoke in his defense, "So, you have? Let me guess, you were chasing a speeder, cut it off and jumped out in time to catch it?" Anakin nodded, causing the woman to return the gesture, "My point was proven. The first time, you set it up perfectly. This one, was already out of your reach. I wasn't going to let old Kenobi's first apprentice die from stupidity."
A little harsh on the Padawan, don't you think, Auro?
Her violet eyes glanced over at her friend who sent her the message, The truth is harsh. This 'Chosen One' needs to buck up before something bad happens.
The cat-woman yanked her arm out of Mace's loosened grip, moving swiftly to stand beside the darker woman, who looked over at her friend, "You ok, Trin?" She received a curt nod in return and glanced back at the group of Jedi in front of her.
The cat-woman bowed respectfully, "My name is Trin-X Blazen, I am a Jedi on my own terms. I listen to no one, follow no rules and I am not pledged to any code. I come from the planet Lex-Fi and I am a friend of hers."
The dark haired woman bowed as well, "For those who do not know, or those who don't remember, My name is Auro-Bendi Desha, I am a Jedi Master and once a member of the Council. My home is on planet Thorosa-Bendi."
Mace Windu stared hard at the two women, "You are to come to the Jedi Temple. Desha, I'm sure the Council would love your explanation for violating your sentence."
The two women glanced at each other.
Auro, what about Clat-Yon?
I know Trin, but I think we don't have a choice. We are within their atmosphere, so they're able to punish us as they see fit.
Auro-Bendi nodded, "I understand Master Windu. It is late as it is, so please, make yourself at home and we will leave at dawn."
"Accept offer, we will. Sleep we do need. Return to temple, we will tomorrow," the green Jedi, Master Yoda, agreed.
The girl's bowed again and showed them each to a room, all of them darkly colored. Anakin unable to sleep with all the new appearances. His Master didn't seem happy to see the Jedi, who called herself Auro-Bendi Desha. The name was beautiful, but he didn't understand how the Coucil all knew her. She didn't look much older than him, in fact she looked younger than him, and he had never seen her in Coruscant, let alone the Jedi Temple. He shook his head, knowing he wasn't going to get any sleep, he stood up and walked out of the room silently.
Entering the lounge, he heard someone coming in the front door, so he ducked into the shadows of the wall. Auro-Bendi entered the house silently and didn't seem surprised when Trin-X walked out of the kitchen area. He watched as the two looked at each other, the red-head seemed tired.
"So?" Trin-X questioned, breaking the silence between the two.
"Clat-Yon said it would be ok, but you know we can't stay here for long," Auro-Bendi sighed softly, pulling her hair out of the braid, running her fingers through it while shaking her hair loose. Anakin held back a gasp, for as much as he'd like to see differently, the woman was beautiful.
"So, this Jedi Temple? Does it have a large, open area?" Trin-X questioned.
"Yes. The training room is quite large," Auro-Bendi replied softly, waving her hand slightly, the table in the middle of the furniture carefully moved to a nearby corner. The woman took a seat and crossed her legs, closing eyes.
"Good, cause you owe me a game of Elm-Ball," Trin-X said as she took a sip of the white beverage in the green glass.
The woman who began relaxing smirked softly, "So eager to lose?"
"I wont lose this time," Trin-X shot back.
"Right...and political women don't have odd hair styles," the mediating woman replied sarcastically, her voice seemingly distant and distracted.
Trin-X shook her head, "Well, either way, you owe me for that stunt today. I'll see you in the morning." Anakin watched as the red-head walked off toward her bed room, leaving the woman in the room alone.
Anakin gazed over the woman, the dim lights seemed to add an amber glow to her tan, beauitful face. Her back was up-right as though she had a piece of board bracing her up, her face calm and relaxed of any stress, and clean of any wrinkles. Her ruby-red lips were pulled into a thin line from concentration, her chest rising in slow, rhythmic breathing patterns. Her legs were bent at her knees, making her sit on the back of her calf muscles. Her head was tilted up slightly, giving him a good view of her long, graceous neck.
"Did you know it is rude to spy?" her words smacked him back to reality. "Either go back to bed or come and join me."
Anakin contemplated this, but knew his curiosity gained an upper hand, so he walked over and sat across from her, his legs crossing, back straight as he closed his eyes. He felt her gaze on him, so he opened his eyes, his light-blue eyes clashing with her dark, violet eyes. He fought back a shiver at the void of emotionless, purple eyes.
"You are not asleep? Would it be rude if I inquired as to, why?" she asked him simply, her voice calm, no remorse held.
"I cannot sleep. Honestly, you caught my curiosity. You say you were once a Jedi of the Council, so how come I've never heard of you before?" he found himself asking.
She smiled sadly, "That, Anakin Skywalker, is something I do not think I should share with you. Your own Master doesn't know what happened."
Anakin jerked into surprise, "You know Master Obi-Wan?"
"Obi-Wan Kenobi was an old rival of mine years ago, before Master Qui-Gon ever set foot on Tatoonie. Master Qui-Gon was my Master, I suppose I was his first apprentice, which was why Kenobi and I became rivals," she fell silent, as if remembering something. "I think that is why he is angry with me. I wasn't able to come to the memorial for Master Jinn after he died. He thinks I didn't care, but I did. Master Qui-Gon was the closest thing I had to a father and when I felt his spirit leave him I was knocked straight into an anger surge."
He watched as she looked down at her hands, sorrow swirled in her eyes. Then something didn't add up, "If you were Master Jinn's first apprentice that would make you-"
"Older than I look? It comes with the blood of my people. I am...immortal I guess you can say. I am about three hundred years old. People of my race can only die from being slain in battle or a broken spirit," she interrupted him before he finished his statement.
She smiled at him softly, "You know what, Kid, you've got quite a brain on you."
"Thanks." Anakin felt a little uncomfortable.
"Good," she said while standing up. "Next time try not to smash it to nothing by throwing yourself off a building. You're a quick-witted Jedi, I'll admit, but you need to see danger when it's there, otherwise you may very well be the one to destroy the Force, not bring it back to balance." With words said, she turned and walked off, leaving Anakin to contemplate her words.
Well...hope you guys liked it...tell me what you think. R&R...I take friendly critism..but no flames...I like fire...hehe...BURN BABY BURN!
Peace!