Authors Note;
Jester: Hey guys I'm back for another go at a different fanfic even though I'm still working on the Metro fanfic.
Jester moves from his deck to a side door and bangs on it several time yelling.
Smiles yells from the other side of the door: Leave me alone Jester I took the game from your system fair and square. SO GO AWAY!
Sighing Jester goes back to the desk.
Jester: Ok I'd like to remind every one that I don't own the Star Wars franchise. I'm just taking a spin at their Universe. So like always hope you enjoy and please no flamers.
Some people called them killer of fortune, guns for hire, even murderers. I knew one of these men not from his early years but from his later ones. It was only recent that I was told his full story, and honestly I still hardly believe what he did. It was on the desert of Flernz, yes he's earliest years say he not only lived there he grow up there. It was a deep chill in the air that night in the outer plains of the Flernz desert. A lone woman walked against the cool gusts of wind, sand being kicked up ever so often. Slowly she walked into the small dust town the rusted walls of the only eight buildings and small shanty houses around them creaked and shook.
She knew the coming storm would be her end but not for her companion. Nestled close to her chest rested a child his frost white skin was clear to see even with the little light of the two high moons. His sleek silver hair hanged over his closed eyes deep red highlights ran along his hanging hair.
As another gust brought her attention back to her surroundings she saw the storm merely two miles away. Moving past sand skidders latch to rocks or more solid ground. After a brisk jug she stood in front of the third tallest building opening the door only slightly she unstrapped the child from around her. Placing him behind the opposite door she then took a small Tanto from inside her cloak.
Placing it onto the child's chest she moved to close the door but with a swift move kissed the child's cheek uttering his name. Woman, "May you forgive our choices my little T'ulta". With only a small stir from the child the woman left the storms full force now assaulting the small town.
It was early morning as priest Sultat pushed his bedroom window open. Mounds of sand formed over night next to the various openings of the town's buildings. Sultat knew this happens every two to four month's. Storms would travel from the high mountain peaks. Dressing in his traditional purple caped robes he ventured around his chapel. He remembered when the halls had young kids running around in delight after hearing an opportunity to get adopted. Now those days were long gone and few if any one came to this portion of the galaxy.
Being four parsec's off the main Republic routes didn't give them any help either. Travelers would either come to escape a debt or hid in the caverns to the southeast. The republic enforcers showing their fangs much like bounty hunters. Finally finding himself in the main chamber of the chapel Sultat heard a low hum. Walking in its general direction Sultat saw what he never expected to see in his late years. It was a child roughly eight to nine his soft face spoke differently compared to his lean over average body.
Sultat walked to the child calmly not wanting to scare him but taking notice of the priest the child continued to hum. Once Sultat was a mere inch from the child sitting by the large door he spoke. Sultat said, "Child where did you come from? Do you know where you are?" The child looked at the priest with wonder of his own as if the question was not needed. Shaking his head only slightly Priest Sultat knew the child was abandoned who ever left him vanished that night.
Sultat extended a hand to help the child up lifting himself with the aid of the priest the child stood fully. Sultat stood a full six feet tall the child in front of him was past his waist. Patting the child's head Sultat tried his best to warm the child's expression but there remained his look of wondering. Sultat soon noticed the small object clutched in his left hand.
Sultat only ask, "Did your parent leave that for you?" Nodding his head the Priest took the child by his free hand and began to give him a tour around the chapel. After nearly an hour the tour ended at the child's new room. Looking around with the same expression Sultat motion for the child to follow. Sultat and the child now sat in Sultat's room looking through his desk Sultat found the papers he wanted.
Pulling out a pen he began to write after a few minutes turn to the child saying, "I have yet to introduce myself… I am priest Sultat I work here at Delteu'n aiding in religious guidance for anyone who wishes to listen. This place was once an orphanage but that was many years ago now you come along after so many years. Now my little friend please tell me your age and your name". The child finally did speck in an energetic tone but his was tame as each word passed his lips. Child, "My ma' only called me T'ulta I haven't been called any thing else".
Sultat rubbed his medium length beard saying, "That's not really a name my young friend only a title it means silver if I remember correctly. I have a few books of old tales an adventures and lots have names that I think might fit you". Going to the shelves the priest pulled off five books placing them back on his desk. Sultat, "Ok let's see what we can find how about Dante". Shaking his head in a no fashion Sultat ran down several other name from two books. Still no name stuck out to his young friend until the priest came to the tales of mystic hero's.
The child grinned a little at the cover art of a shinning sword under the illustration of a book. The second name in the tales got the child's attention. Sultat, "So you like the story of the herald of light Tatis…Well Tatis is nice to met you I hope you come to like what we do here at Delteu'n". With that Tatis began his new life in his new desert home. The next day Tatis was introduced to the few people that held importance in the small town. The saloon owner Marz was a stern woman her deep green skin, and with three short horns on her head showed off her attitude.
Working behind the counter was her twin children both in their late teens. Tar and Laz both had a blue green hue to their skin with only one horn on both of their heads. Next were the cleaning crew of the mayor's or the work force and the general employees of the town's odd jobs. The Mult brothers were four twi'lek's each just the general colors from red, green, blue and grey. The never did tell any one their name just to call them either Mult one through four.
Next was Daxla she maintained the antenna array for the town, she never really left her little shake. Only to talks with Sultat and Marz at the bar every five nights or so. But soon she started to talk to Tatis as time began to pass. Last was the only person who had a space ship Uraz he was really lazy. While most would be about talking or doing some odd task. He would be a sleep in the shake next to his ship.
But every time Tatis came around Uraz would pull up his eye patch from his tanned caramel skin saying, "You ready for a tale worth memorizing". Tatis would stay for hours sitting next to the man's bed as he told his tale of his old glory days. Even telling Tatis of the tales of the warriors called Jedi's. Tatis was dumb struck at the tales of the Jedi fighting with sabers of pure energy. Sabers that can cut a robot in half but keeping their minds honed on the task of protecting not just fighting.
After hearing the small tales from Uraz after a few years the now ten year old wanted to fight like a Jedi. Soon Sultat took notice of the young orphan leaping from the ceilings beams of the chapel. At first Sultat spoke his concern for the child, "Tatis get down now. You're going to break your neck". Scared at the tone the priest took even after the few years he lived with the man so far Tatis never heard him speck in that frightful tone.
Once his feet touch the floor Tatis explained to the priest why he was leaping around like an encaged creature. Sultat was amazed not that Uraz told the wild myths from his travels but that Tatis was able to move so freely. Sultat just patted the child's head and smiled saying, "Well don't let me stop you keep going. Plus by the end of the week I'll have a little surprise for you." Sultat did not tell Tatis his plan for by the end of the week his little friend would turn eleven years old. Every year Tatis forgets his new birthday date for Tatis couldn't remember his original date of birth.
Still Sultat was happy to see the child leap from the beams every afternoon, and then later on he would be contorting his body. In the back of the chapel Sultat saw Tatis with his new gift moving in a way he never saw before. In one hand Tatis held his wooden saber carved by one of the Mult brothers. His other hand was empty and in front of Tatis stood a bag of straw. Ducking low and sliding to the side he swung wildly at his target landing several hits on the bag.
Tatis continued to spin and slide at various angles around the bag all with a grin on his face. Sultat watched with a smile that this child left by who knows was teaching him self to fight like no one else. It reminded him of days long past. Looking at his hand that now held a cane he envied the child for being able to move like that. Sultats day's of adventure long ended just last month he tripped near the bar an hurting his back pretty bad. Leading him to now have to support himself with a cane.
With an inner chuckle Sultat turn back to his room and started to read a book. Tatis stayed on a day-to-day routine. Hearing the tales from Uraz, working odd jobs for the Mults or even helping Marz and her kids. Tatis didn't ask for anything for his help just wanting to learn something new. But the mayor caught on to Tatis's work and soon gave Sultat a little money for everything the child was doing around the town. Sultat was surprised that the mayor took an interest in Tatis. But was quick to remember that Tatis always had a big grin under his silver hair. His eyes covered from his locks of uncut long hair.
Along his back ran a short ponytail, Sultat saw it always draped over the child's left shoulder. Then after whatever job he did Tatis would go back to his unique saber style. (Authors note; if any of you have seen to anime Samurai Champloo Tatis's fighting style is like Mugen's sword style. If you like samurai's and kick ass fights I would recommend it).
More time went on and Tatis's routine stuck, he didn't deviate from it much. Being sick held him in bed a few times. Now at the age of fourteen Tatis was tall average build but was light on his feet. He easily out ran some of the small creature that ran as people approached them. He found a good rhythm in his saber style and even throw targets in the air as he tried to hit them as he flipped. On a good day he landed a few good hits that broke the targets on other days he just chipped or cracked the targets.
It was another quite day noon was approaching, the sun was mildly cool compared to the rest of that year. Daxla was behind the many monitors that lined the only two rooms of her home. For the most part it was like any other day until a ship's signal began to transmit a landing sequence. It was a Republic traveler used for small groups of twenty or fifteen. Daxla sent word to the mayor who with his two personal guards, two Chiss walked to Daxla's place.
The mayor was a short chubby human half-breed never spoke of his past just loved to walk around his office in a haze. Now next to Daxla she spoke quick as she tried to hail the incoming ship. Daxla, "This is Delteu'n terminal to incoming Republic traveler ship. Please respond and state your business with us". Several times Daxla repeated this process to no avail. The mayor walked out of Daxla's house only looking up to see the ship landing just outside of town along the main road.
As the engines stopped twenty Republic enforcers got out of the ship and started to march into town. Among their ranks was a young Miriaian his chalk green shin was very noticeable underneath his brown hood and cloak. Standing next to him was a larger enforcer with a jagged smirk on his face. Along with him all the enforcers were human each caring a standard issue laser rifle. The large enforcer had a custom one as they marched their way to the center of town. Every one was looking to see why the Republic would come to their small like town.
The large enforcer with the cloaked figure next to him keeps the jagged smirk on his face. The cloaked figures voice doomed from under his hood stating, "I am Jedi Na'ur we have come to your town for two reasons. The first is that several counter fitters was spotted by your sector. The other is that we are here to take into custody the smuggler Uraz for aiding these counter fitters in both escape and distribution of the fake credits".
The mayor spoke up, "Now listen mister Jedi we don't know anything about any counter fitting. Also the smuggler Uraz left the planet over three months ago hasn't been back since". Now in the doorway of the bar Tatis was amazed at the mayor's lie and to a Jedi. Tatis eyed the lean Jedi his cloaking making the exact definition of his body unknown. A slow chuckle crept from the larger enforcers lips, as his chuckle continued he said, "You thinks we' goin' ta liste'n to you. We know hes'a here so jus't tell us' where' he is now's".
The mayor remained silent as Tatis left the bar doorway and went to the chapel. Several enforcers eyed the lean teen making his way to the moderately large structure. The large enforcers voice spoke, "Fine if no on'e want's to speck wel'l just wipe this town off the ma'p!" With that there was various humming coming from the enforcers as Tatis turned only to see the enforcers exchanging fire with the mayor's guards.
Now in a fully sprint Tatis made his way into the chapel, only to be met by Sultat near the door. Tatis's face showed every thing he thought that the Republic was trying to take away not only a friend but his home as well. A loud thud came from the back of the chapel near the back entrance. Both journeyed to the back entrance to see Uraz breathing heavily with thick pebbles of sweat on his face.
Uraz, "Sultat they're here we have to go. They won't stop even after they get me". Sultat shook his head chewed his inner cheek softly to turn and walk to his and Tatis's room. Walking out with a large trunk and two backpacks. With very little possessions Tatis's bag was easy to pack. Sultat look at Uraz, moving closer Sultat whispered into his ear. Uraz face went from concern to stern at what ever Sultat was saying. Taking on a stern look a few inches from one another Uraz just nodded his head.
Shouts and fire from various weapons began to ring out from the town. Now at the center chamber of chapel Sultat looked at the chapel as it shook from the bumps that seemed to come from nowhere. Tatis remained at Sultat's side now up to Sultat's neck Tatis was very pleased that he didn't have to look up at anyone. Making their way down the aisles of chairs to the front doors. Only for the doors to burst open, to reveal the chalk green Jedi his hood down. Held in one hand was some sort of weapon but all Tatis could make out was a metal tube the fitted in his gripped hand.
Two enforcers stood beside the Jedi both had their weapons trained on the three standing stunned. Sultat, "Lets us pass we have a child with us". Even due Tatis was a teen society still considered him a child by most standards. Jedi, "Mister Uraz you can either surrender or have more people die because of your choices in life". Uraz dove to the left behind the chairs as the enforcers began to open fire the Jedi walked over to Sultat.
With a push Tatis was sent into the chairs as a he heard a hum then a swish. Looking up Tatis saw his older protector falling to the ground. In front of him stood the Jedi holding the legendary weapon of his order. Falling to the ground gargling what could only be blood. Crawling to his mentors side Tatis was speechless not only did one of the warriors of myth that Uraz spoke of attack his home but now killed the only person he could call family.
Sighing sharply the Jedi moved to see Uraz firing back at the two enforcers. Sultat exhaled a lone breath to push a slim covered object into Tatis's arms. Sultat, "Tatis I have given you every thing from knowledge to various skills. But now you must shape your true world with your own hands. Happy fifteenth… Birthday". It was true Tatis once again forgot his new birthday. Now it will be the day he lost the last piece of what he could call a family. Slowly Sultat eyes closed his final sight his young companion holding back tears as hard as he could. Unraveling the object Tatis eyes widened at the strange weapon it only then register that it was a sword.
The blade was like no other for on it was single edged with white lancing around the grip. With a gold carved design at the of swords pommel, with two curved spikes on both sides for a cross guard. The red sheath complemented the swords handle with gold carvings and gold pieces on it. (Authors note; it looks just like Mugen's sword from Samurai Champloo. Yet again give the anime a view its good).Turning with rage in his eyes Tatis saw that Uraz had dispatched the two enforcers to be throw like a ball by the Jedi. Crashing into some chairs Uraz began to bleed from his leg.
Raising his hand the Jedi was reading to deal the final strike. Only for his focus to shift as the teen to bellowed a battle cry leaping over the chairs to attack the Jedi. Doubling back the Jedi got out of the teens range, looking over the teen as he held the sword low. Giving a smirk he told him self 'This child must have a death wish'. Throwing swing after swing wildly Tatis kept the Jedi mind boggled by his tactics. Staying low swinging wildly at every chance he got Tatis saw the Jedi was not enjoy this encounter.
With frustration showing the Jedi did something to stop Tatis's movement only to then be tossed to the side. Pushing up sharply Tatis was able to avoid the next attack. Slashing at the teen as quickly as possible the Jedi saw that the teen had no training and was just using instinct. As the fight continued the Jedi continuing his tactics of fast strikes and then used of his unique ability to throw Tatis. Tried, wounded and slowly losing breath Tatis knew he would not last against the Jedi. He had to end the fight now or die at this Jedi's hands.
In a sprint he climbed the sidewall up to the chapel beams. With in a second the Jedi was on the chapel beams looking at the teen. Questioning why he would corner himself so far off the ground? It then was apparent why the teen did. The Jedi was caught off guard as the teen leap and spine over and under each beam. Soon Tatis had the upper hand causing the Jedi to become even angrier using his ability even more but to now avail. Spinning under the same beam of the Jedi Tatis made a clean cut through his knee.
Yelping at the quick strike the Jedi using more power than before to force the beams to shake them loosen. As the beams fell clashing with what ever was under them a stream of dust kicked up. Tatis found him self in sheer pain as he pushed pieces of the beam from off of his body. Looking around he saw the Jedi pinned and coughing up blue blood. Cutting him self free he then propped himself against the fallen beams. Anger still showing in his eyes as Tatis approached he thought of only one thing to end the Jedi that took his only family.
Raising his hand for a down ward blow Tatis lopped off the Jedi's wrist and then slashed him several times in the stomach. Gray blood now splattering his arm and parts of his pants and shirt, Tatis stood triumph over the dead Jedi. Reaching down Tatis ripped the saber from the Jedi's hand. Now holding the belongings of both Tatis and Sultat, Uraz made his presence know once again specking quickly as he help the teen to a standing straight.
Uraz," We have to leave NOW!" Pulling him along then breaking into a jug as they both made it into the street. Tatis saw smoke and laser burn come from various places in the town. Tatis's heart sunk as he looked at the bar to see Marz lying against her home her eyes dim of any light. As Laz her son was punching an enforcer in the jaw rage filled with each punch. Laz soon stopped as Tar his sister picked up their mother and move to follow their two friends.
Daxla came from around a building holding an old laser rifle her head held low. The enforcers were either killing any one who fought or ran. The larger enforcer saw Tatis as he busted through a door. Looking over the teen to see what was in his hand the enforcer shouted a loud war cry only for it to end with a right hook from the mayor. A fight between them broke out as the mayor cried to them, "Leave!"
They ran to Uraz's ship once inside his small T6 droid beeped with wonder at the people visiting. Uraz, "T6 start the engines get the hyper drive ready for a quick jump to the outer-rim!" The ship slowly rose from the ground as the mayor hear this he soon found him self-beaten on the ground. The larger enforcer saw what he saw as well ending the mayor life with a boot to his skull.
Tatis looked out the ships window as his home was left nearly destroyed. His friends lost, wounded, or tired from fighting. Looking over he saw Tar holding her mother tears in her eyes Lar just shaking his head in disbelief. Daxla walked into the cockpit and sat next to Uraz. Now out side the planets atmosphere Uraz activated hyper drive with a flash Tatis took one last look at his home as they vanished into the blur on hyperspace. The thought that this day was his fifteenth birthday still lingering in his mind.
Jester: Well guys their you go another universe I fell like tackling at the moment. Also an announcement I will continue this story after I post two more fanfic's. These next guys are interesting one has a loud mouth while the others is calm and exciting.
Smiles: They sound like us!
Smiles yells from his still locked room.
Jester: I told you to give me back my game or else!
Smiles: Or else what!
With a smirk on his face Jester says: Or else I won't pick up your copy of Batman Origins.
Smiles only yelled: NOOOOOOO!
Jester: Well like always Peace off.
Smiles sniffs from his room: And we'll hug you later!
