The coordinates had been put into the navigation computer. It would be a total of 6 hours before they would arrive at the Mandaloria System. Although the 6 hours would be long and dreary, it would give Vader time to be able to talk to his master and learn more about his past.

"Our ETA to Mandalore is 6 hour", Vader said, looking over the controls to the ship.

Obi-wan nodded and said, "Very well. It's been years since I've been able to see Mandaloria and see the planet, the long rowing plains, the sparkling crystal city of Sundari."

"The Chancellor seems to be able to trust us on this certain assignment," Vader commented, throwing a side glance at his master.

"Oh indeed," Obi-wan said leaning back his chair, "I am one of the few who has ever set foot on Mandaloria that wasn't a Taung. They are a very xenophobic people by nature."

"Why did they allow you to land then?" Vader asked surprised.

"They didn't have much of a choice," Obi-wan admitted, "Yoda and I were forced to crash land after our ship was shot down by some Geonosians after a failed negotiation with them. A small dispute over illegal weapon sales to the Commerce Guild. But, the inhabitants allowed us to stay on the planet for six months until our ship was the repaired. While on Mandaloria we were able to settle a dispute about some regional boundaries with two factions on the planet. Ever since then Yoda and myself are permitted to visit whenever we like."

"Did you meet the Duchess?" Vader asked, very interested now in a Obi-wan's experience.

"Satine Kryze?" Obi-wan said almost as a question, "I did know Satine. That was before she was a Duchess. Unfortunately we did not part on the best terms."

"I hope she's a forgiving person," commented Vader, a little surprised at the first name use of one of the most influential women in the galaxy.

"Indeed," Obi-wan said, very seriously, "or else these will be short negotiations."

Mandalore looked like a white ball from the view port of the small Republic negotiating cruiser, Marathon Runner. It wasn't particularly a large planet and it had no moon. One small dwarf star could be seen shining brightly, from their view it seemed to be just above the planet. It was a very remote planet, being about to sixteen light-years from then closest star system.

"You know," Vader said, "I do like the white color of the planet. It reminds me of a pearl."

"In some ways it is a pearl," Obi-wan mused, "it has been 16 years since I've last visited this planet. I hope things will be able to settle down before anything bad happens."

"You and me both," Vader said.

At that moment there was a beeping from a side panel. Vader took a look at it and announced, "We are being hailed Master."

"Open a channel to them," he instructed.

Vader nodded his head and pushed a square-shaped red button, and thier forward screen was replaced by first a symbol. It was the helmet of a Mandalorian warrior, red in color, set between a small brown star, which was surrounded by a white mass, probably Mandalore itself. It was there only a second before they could see an elderly man in a green uniform worn from nearly three decades of almost daily service.

"Unindentified vessel. I am Captain Androd Typho of the Mandalorian Defense Fleet," he said with what amounted to a smug sense of superiority, "You have entered our space. Identify yourselves."

"This is the Republic Diplomat Cruiser Marathon Runner," Obi-wan said, "We are on a Diplomatic mission on behalf of the Supreme Chancellor of the Galactic Republic to the Duchess of Mandalore."

Typho smirked noticeably as he replied, "No ships come in our out without proper authorization codes from the Department of Populations. So, you can turn your ship around and leave or I will send an squadron of Droid Fighters to send you off. Which will it be?"

"My authorization code is 9-1-Alpha-9-1-Gamma-Blue," Obi-wan replied to him, to which Typho laughed coldly.

"Don't be a fool!" he finally said with deadly seriousness, "There is no codes given to outsiders. So, either you are blind, or stupid. In any case, I don't believe you."

"You may check," Obi-wan said, not smiling, "And I suggest you check the Governmental Files."

Typho sighed and turned to a computer and types in the code. Meanwhile, Vader noticed several small dots rising from the night-side of the planet. He didn't even have time to tell his master before he felt the calming reassurance of his master. I know they are there. But so are we.

Vader smiled, but he was not so confident in the current status of things as did Obi-wan. Those small dots had taken up a position that they could easily reach their unarmed ship in minutes. He was feeling uncomfortable, and his fingers began working semi-consciously over the navi controls. Things could turn ugly very quickly.

A couple minutes passed, Typho continuing to look for the records. Soon enough he looked back at them, his eyes wide with visible shock. Obviously he had not believed Obi-wan when he was talking, but the records didn't lie.

"How did you get an authorization code?" Typho asked in complete shock.

"How I got it is not your concern," Obi-wan stated, "now are you going to let us land, or am I going to need to get the Duchess?"

"No," Typho slowly said, "that won't be necessary. You may begin your approach to Sundari."

"Thank you very much," Obi-wan said, "Marathon Runner out."

Vader let out a noticeable sigh of relief. He looked back and the small dots had disappeared. Obviously they had nothing to worry about from the Defense Forces. But he didn't like how close things could have gone wrong.

As he pushed forward the thrusters and sat in a course for the capital city, Obi-wan turned to him and said, "Oh and one last thing. We can't use your nickname here."

"Oh really?" Vader said looking over at him and raising an eyebrow.

"Many years ago," Obi-wan explained, "a Dark Jedi tried to usurp the government of Mandalore. He eventually succeed in overthrowing the government and for 30 years ruled with an iron fist. It was he who first set up Death Watch. It took many lives to finally defeat him."

"And what was his name?" Vader asked, very interested in this bit of information.

"Darth Vader the Resurrector."