The Return Of The Prodigal And The Phantom Menace
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Qui-Gon followed behind the two siblings that had been identified as Anakin and Revan Skywalker as they began showing them the ins and outs of Mos Espa, such as where the local cantina was, the marketplace and who to avoid if you didn't want a shoddy deal and of course the main attraction the settlement had was the Mos Espa Grand Area; a place where the Pod-Racing was taken place.
As the group trailed behind the Skywalkers, Qui-Gon observed the two boys. Anakin for all purposes seemed like a normal nine year old boy, he was cheerful, carefree and rather enthusiastic to show them all around; Padme especially. He'd of had to of been blind to miss the glances he kept sending her when he thought nobody was looking.
Revan however was just what he expected from a inhabitant of Tatooine. He was serious, stoic, brooded an awful lot and was constantly on alert if his tense shoulders and scanning eyes were anything to go by. The boy obviously had no illusion as to what he was, unlike his younger brother who could either didn't let their predicament get him down, that or he was trying to make their stay as enjoyable as he could.
Qui-Gon had been waiting for the opportune moment to speak to the older Skywalker about what Padme had revealed about him earlier; he had thought about just coming out and asking him about his apparent latent abilities but he chose against such actions. It was the will of the Force that he found these boys, for that reason he knew he had to take it slow to be sure not to scare the boys off, the last thing he wanted was for them not to trust him or worse see him as the enemy.
The Jedi Master was pulled from his thoughts as the group reached a stand that had boxes of brightly coloured fruit on display for all to see, and behind the stand was an weathered old lady that had grey hair and was wearing simple clothing that was patched and worn. Seeing the group approach her, she climbed out of her stool.
"How're you feeling today, Jira?" Anakin asked the now identified Jira, giving her a quick hug that she readily returned.
"The heat's never been kind to me, you know, Annie." Jira smiled at him before looking over to the other Skywalker." Oh hello, Revan." She smiled." How're you today, dear?"
"Surviving, Jira. But other than that I'm fine. "
"Aren't we all?" She answered softly.
"Guess what?" Anakin voice drew everybody's attention." I've found that cooling unit I've been searching for. It's pretty beat up but given some love and care and I'll have it fixed for you in no time, I promise. That should help out with the heat."
Jira reached out to brush his pink cheek with her wrinkled hand. "You're a fine boy, Annie."
Anakin meanwhile shrugged off her complement, he was only doing what he thought was right. Their mother had always said that the biggest problem with the galaxy was that nobody ever just helped each other anymore; it was all about what would benefit the individual rather then everybody.
I'll take five pallies, Jira." Anakin said before glancing over at Padme," You'll like these."
Reaching into his pocket he grabbed the truguts he had been saving, however when he brought them out he dropped one. Qui-Gon was standing beside him bent down to retrieve it, as he his poncho lifted up just enough for the two slaves to see the lightsaber that was hanging on his belt making Anakin's eyes widen to almost comical proportions.
Jira shuddered as the wind picked up, rattling the loose framework of the poles and knocking over a few boxes that smashed the moment that they hit the floor, destroying the contents inside leaving a wet and mushy substance on the ground.
"Gracious, my bones are aching." The old woman shuddered rubbing her arms with her gnarled hands." There's a storm coming, Boys. You better get home quick."
Sand and loose debris went flying as a strong gust of wind blew down the now near deserted street. Anakin glanced over to where the large dust cloud could be seen slowly creeping towards Mos Espa, then over to Qui-Gon.
"Do you have shelter?" Anakin asked the farmer, getting a nod from him.
"We'll head back to our ship. Thank you again, my young friend, for…"
"Is it far?" He hurriedly asked the middle aged man.
"It's on the city's outskirts." Padme answered for the Jedi Master, turning away from the sand that blew in her face, stinging it.
"You'll never reach your ship before the sandstorm reached the city." Revan informed her," And even if you do try your luck to locate your ship then you'll also have the Tusken Raiders to deal with."
"Why would we need to worry about the Tusken Raiders?" Padme questioned Revan as she turned back to look at him, raising her arm up to block the sand from hitting her eyes.
"Well they'll kill your old man," Qui-Gon frowned at the old remark but otherwise remained silent." Kill then skin Jar-Jar, rip apart your astrodroid for scraps to sell to the Jawa's and as for you, well you'll be either taken as a slave or a trophy."
"What's the difference?" She asked hesitantly only to feel Qui-Gon's large on her shoulder.
"It's better not to know, Padme." He told her softly, getting a slight nod from the Handmaiden.
" But Revan right!" Anakin exclaimed to the group." Sandstorms are very, very dangerous. Come with us, you can wait it out at our house. It's not that far and mum won't mind!"
As the wind and the howling increased and the air clouded with sand making it next to impossible to see anything. Anakin shouted goodbye to Jira, then grabbed Padme by the hand and pulled her down the street with the others following after them.
After they had left Jira, the group of five had raced through the deserted streets and headed to what Revan had explained to Qui-Gon were the slave quarters, where a bunch of hovel that were stacked atop each other that resembled anthills.
"Mum, we're home!" Revan called out to their mother as they opened up the door and shook the sand from their hair and clothes.
Hearing the voice of her eldest son echo through the house, Shmi Skywalker walked out from the kitchen wiping her hands on her apron and walked into hallway where she saw her children, an species of alien that she had never seen before, a blue and white astrodroid and a (in her opinion) rather handsome man.
With a glance she looked to be in her late thirties to early forties, had chocolate brown hair that was greying around the side that was tied into a bun, warm brown eyes, tanned skin with soft facial features and stood 5'6. She was wearing what could only be described as tattered grey rags that resembled robes, just as her sons were.
Walking into the room with warm smile that it made even the two suns of Tatooine pale in comparison, Shmi breathed a sigh of relief that her two boys were home safe and sound. She hated how because of her they had to work for the likes of Watto, sure he was much better than most masters, he gave them a home to live in and on occasion gave them money for their hard work; but no self-respecting mother wanted their children to be slaves.
They deserved much better, better lives and certainly much better then her. It was because of her that Revan had to work from the age of four and Anakin joining him once he reached the same age; still at least unlike Revan, Anakin had kept his child-like wonder and innocence. Of course that wasn't to say that her youngest was naive he just a pessimist like her oldest was. The two truly were the yin and Yang of each other.
"Oh, my." Shmi exclaimed softly, glancing uncertainty at numerous unknown faces that were in her home. " Revan, Annie, what's this?" Hopefully her sons hadn't done anything too damaging to anger the wrong sort of people; Anakin had already made enough enemies in the Pod-Racing.
"These are my-um our new friends, Mum!" Anakin proclaimed enthusiastically. He then smiled at Padme." This is Padme Naberrie. And this is…" He trailed off realising that he had no idea what their names were, it never even crossed his mind to ask them. All he had cared about was spending more time with Padme.
"I'm Qui-Gon Jinn," Qui-Gon introduced himself to the Skywalker matriarch," And this is Jar Jar Binks." He indicated to the lone Gungan, who made a sort of fluttering gesture with his hands.
"Beep!"
And our droid, Artoo-Detoo." Padme finished for the disguised Jedi Master.
"I'm building a droid." Anakin announced, rather anxious to show the angel the project that he had been working on for the last few years now.
"Your sons were kind enough to offer us shelter until the storm died down." Qui-Gon he explained to Shmi with a small smile, something that brought a soft flush to her cheeks." I apologise if it's an inconvenience."
"It's fine," Shmi waved off his worries as she raised her hand." You wouldn't off gotten far in this storm anyway; many have been lost for trying to travel through them." He added before looking at her children." Why don't you show your new friends your room?" She suggested to her boys.
"Okay," Revan mumbled before turning to stare at the Gungan." Just try not to break anything." He smirked slightly getting a slight giggle from the Handmaiden, then headed to their room leaving Shmi and Qui-Gon to themselves.
"So, Mr Jinn. How did you come across my boys?" The single mother asked batting her eyelashes at the ageing Jedi, who began to visibly sweat and begin wondering how he was going to get out of his current predicament.
Entering Anakin and Revan's room, Padme saw that it resembled more of a work-shop then a bedroom; scattered across the room were various tools, some she recognized and some she didn't, and on the two work-benches there were two tarps that were covering two humanoid shaped objects; which made Padme rather curious as to what was underneath them.
Pulling her by the hand, Anakin directed her over to his work-bench. Letting go of her hand, if reluctantly and removed the tarp that had been covering his project to reveal the incomplete form of a droid that had most of its wires visible due to the lack of armour plating that was meant to be covering its body.
"Meet C-3PO. He took me a while to build because it's nearly impossible to find any salvageable parts that haven't been taken by either the Jawa's or scavengers, but with Revan helping with the wiring, I've nearly finished!" Anakin informed Padme eagerly, anxious for her reaction.
"He's wonderful." The girl answered, generally impressed.
"I built him to help mum out." Anakin answered, slightly bashful at the praise he received." Want me to activate him so you can speak to him?" He asked getting an eager and excited nod from Padme that brought a smile to his face.
Activating his droid with a flip of a switch, C-3PO eyes lite up then sat up on the work-bench before it turned to look over at the inhabitants in the room.
"Greetings, I am C-3PO, Human-Cyborg relations. How may I serve you?"
"Oh, he's wonderful, Annie!" The handmaiden exclaimed, clapping her hands together. Threepio meanwhile glanced over to where the other work-bench was located.
"He's not active is he, Master Revan?" The droid asked with what Padme could've sworn was a gulp. When she turned to look over at Revan she was slightly unnerved with the smirk that had appeared on his features as he turned to look over his shoulder.
"Who's Threepio talking about?" Padme asked Anakin with a whisper; to be perfectly candid she was unsure herself why she was whispering but the room had gone eerily quite ever since the protocol droid had asked if He was active.
"Revan, droid." Anakin mumbled as he stared over at where Revan currently resided. What bothered the Handmaiden was when he had mumbled the word droid the only word she could use to describe how he referred to it was, well dread.
"Is it like Threepio?" Padme enquired as she glanced down at the nine year old boy who she had noticed had become paler within seconds.
"No!" The blonde Skywalker cried out making Padme jump from his sudden outburst." That thing is nothing like Threepio." He whispered to her." I have no idea why Rev would even come up with the idea for that thing but it's not natural, it's not like any droid I've ever seen that's for sure."
"It can't be that bad can it?"
"No." Anakin answered," Its worse."
"Would you like to meet him?" Revan suddenly asked the Handmaiden as he turned to look at her, his grey eyes locking with her brown ones. Once again she could help but remark had nice there were, they were rather unique.
She mentally shook such thoughts from her head, not only was she the Queen of Naboo and had a duty to her people who were currently suffering at the hands of the Trade Federation, the moment that they left Tatooine she would never see nor hear from the Skywalkers ever again, strangely that last thought depressed her more then it should've.
"Sure." She finally answered as she walked over next to Revan. When she was standing next to him, Revan removed the tarp to reveal the droid that he had created. If C-3PO was wonderful then the droid before was an monstrosity, not that it was terrible but rather it looked like a demon.
The droid had an odd shaped head with two sockets on the fact that were obviously the eyes, in the middle of the face was a rectangle shaped battering-ram, unlike Threepio however it was covered in platting that was a dirty rusty orange colour, adding to the whole demonic façade it had going for it.
"Meet HK-48." Revan said introducing Padme to his droid." He's an Assassination Droid I dreamt him up as a child, not really something a child should be dreaming up but…well, what can I say? I was a weird kid."
"Was?" Padme teased earning a slight smile from the raven haired teen.
"I made him to protect my Mother and Brother for when I'm not here. Don't exactly have a lot in my life, Padme but I cherish them more than anything and I would kill anybody that tried to harm them, whether that be the Jedi, Trade Federation or even the Senate of the Republic."
"I wish I had someone like you in my life." Padme answered sincerely before her cheeks heated up." Um, because you would do anything to protect your family, that was all I meant."
Revan chuckled light-heartedly at her response getting a glare that would've made many crumble under the intensity; Anakin meanwhile felt something inside him stir as he saw how Padme acted around his brother, but quickly shrugged such feelings away.
"I am pretty incredible aren't I?" His only answer was a shove from the Handmaiden." So? Want see him up and about?" He asked getting an eager nod from her.
Reaching up behind the Droids head, Revan flipped a switch that caused its eyes to glow a dark blood-red as it powered up, then climbed off of the table. Once it was up and about the droids eyes scanned the room before they locked onto Revan, which resulted in Padme grabbing his arm out of fear of the droid; she definitely prefer to deal with the federations droids then the one that Revan had created.
"Greetings: Hello Master. Enquiry: Would you like me to eliminate this Meatbag?" HK asked far to eagerly for Padme's liking, making her grip Revan arm tighter.
"That won't be necessary, HK." Revan chuckled at his droid, his mother hadn't exactly been all that thrilled about HK's personality, but had come to accept the droid as a part of the family.
Artoo-Detoo chose that moment to introduce himself with a series of beeps gaining the Assassination droid attention, who looked down at the Astrodroid.
"Statement: Oh do shut up, you little bleeping trash compactor." HK ordered the R2 unit who only bleeped in return.
"See what I mean? He's nothing like C-3PO." Anakin whispered to Padme who still had her hand on Revan's arm, if he noticed he hadn't said anything to her.
"Statement: I don't want to be anything like that useless bucket of bolt, Meatbag." HK said to Anakin getting him to frown at being called meatbag. Why couldn't he just call him Anakin?" Enquiry: would you like me to be more like that droid disgrace?"
"Threepio is not a disgrace!" Anakin said defiantly coming to the rescue of his creation." And would it really kill you to be nicer to everyone that's not Revan?"
" Mockery: Of course Master. Shall I fetch your dinner for you? It is no problem, I live to serve your every desire, Master."
" You know it doesn't really work if you tell me you're mocking me before you mock me." Anakin grumbled at the Assassination Droid.
"Answer: Well if I didn't tell you I'd be worried that your fleshy processing drive wouldn't be able to comprehend that I was mocking you, Meatbag."
After a good few hours of the HK unit insulting everybody barring Revan, the latter who he referred to as Master. Shmi after accepting the food capsules that Qui-Gon had handed to her in exchange for the shelter that she was providing for the night seeing as how the storm hadn't ended until late in the day when the suns had set.
Shmi, Revan, Anakin, Qui-Gon, Jar-Jar and Padme were currently sitting around the table in the kitchen talking about slavery that rather common in the Outer-Rim, something that Padme was still trying to wrap her head around.
"There are tiny devices implanted inside the bodies of slaves when then their masters first gain them...ourselves included." Shmi informed the guests of their home.
"Revan's close to finding ours though," Annie piped up." And once he does we can finally be free from both Watto and Tatooine and we'll finally be able to leave this planet." He added rather optimistically, getting Revan to ruffle his hair; something that warmed Shmi's heart. despite what they were forced to endure daily they still had each other and no amount of money or power could replicate what they had.
"The only problem is if you don't know what you're doing or try to tamper with it….."Shmi began to explain once again only to be intrupted by her youngest once again.
"Then you blow up, BOOM! Quicker than you can say bye mum" Anakin finished for his mother, unaware of the horror-stricken looks on both Padme and Jar-Jar's face. The Jedi master however face remained stony as he knew all about slavery in the outer-rim. However as a Jedi he couldn't interferer; whatever the Jedi did it reflected on the Republic.
"How wude." Gungan said with a frown.
" I still can't believe that slavery still exists." Padme spoke with a sour expression on her face." The Republic Anti-Slavery rules…" She began before she was cut off my Revan who was sitting opposite her.
"Doesn't exist here." Revan cut her off." The Republic has never cared for those that exist out of their borders. Oh they talk about how they're protectors of the Galaxy, just as the heroic Jedi do but the truth of it is that they protect and defend what benefits them in the long run."
"Revan!" Shmi scolded.
"What? I'm just speaking the truth, Mum. Both the Jedi and Republic has known about the slavery, the Hutt Crime Syndicate and the countless pirates and slavers that operate in the Outer-Rim for millennia and in all that time have done nothing."
"Maybe it's because they know that they'd be outnumbered if they tried to fight against the as you put it countless pirates?" Qui-Gon suggested to him as he leaned forward in his seat.
"What about the Jedi?" Revan countered back.
"What about them?"
" With the amount of children they rip from their families then surely they should have enough to build an army."
"The Jedi are Peace-Keepers, not soldiers." Qui-Gon replied evenly, not fazed in the slightest about his comment about how Jedi ripped children from their families, he had heard it countless times before from Anti-Jedi protestors.
"In the Old Republic they were, or so they I've read. They protected the innocent, defended the weak and vanquished the corrupt."
"It was a different time back then." Qui-Gon countered in return," We know live in an era of peace where the Jedi no longer need to be warriors."
"You seem to know a lot for a simple farmer." Revan remarked to the long haired man who smiled secretively.
"I could say the same thing about you, my young friend." Qui-Gon lip curled into a small smile." Not many know about the old republic, nor do they care too."
"Revan's always had an insatiable thirst for knowledge." Shmi spoke up getting a betrayed look from her son." Don't give me that look, Honey. You know it's true."
"Well history usually repeats itself, and only a fool ignores history." He grumbled with a small pout; something that made Padme giggle softly to herself.
" "So have you ever seen pod-racing?" Anakin asked hoping to steer the conversation to a more positive topic.
"I have. They have pod-racing on Malastare. Very fast and very dangerous." The Jedi master answered as he turned to the blond haired Skywalker.
"Me and Rev are the only humans on the planet that can do it." Anakin boasted with a grin, it was one of the few things that only he and Revan seemed to be able to do.
"Anakin is far superior than me though." Revan admitted to the table." He's been addicted to Pod-racing ever since I took him to see his first race at the arena. I personally prefer the swoop racing." He added getting a snort from his brother.
"Please, Pod-racing is so much cooler then Swoop racing."
"Your only saying that because your feet can't reach the pedals on the swoop bikes." Revan teased back getting a glare in return.
"You two must have Jedi reflexes to race pods." Qui-Gon interrupted the two boys from their debate on whether Pod-Racers or Swoop-Bikes were superior.
"Anyway speaking of Jedi's..." Anakin looked away from his brother and over at the older man sitting at the table." You're a Jedi Knight aren't you?"
"I doubt it, Annie." Revan said to him." I expect you're a Jedi master. Either that or you've been waiting for your trail for a very long time." Revan said surprising Qui-Gon at how much he knew about the Jedi order, he also didn't miss the jab at his age.
"What makes you think I'm a Jedi?" He asked the two though mostly directed at Anakin who asked the question.
"I saw your lightsaber earlier," Anakin revealed to the table." Jedi are the only living beings that use lightsabers." Anakin nodded sagely as if he had just unlocked the secrets of the Universe.
The Jedi thought about what he should say next as his presence there was meant to be kept secret as they didn't want to bring any more attention to themselves then was possible." Maybe I killed a Jedi and took it as a prize?" He said to the two brothers.
"I don't think so." Revan said to him." The only thing that is possible to kill a Jedi other them overwhelming them or Age is a Sith Lord but according to the books of the Old Republic that I read they were either killed or died out…..though you can't believe everything a book tells you can you?" Revan said to him who yet again surprised the Jedi master at how much he knew about the Jedi and now the Sith and the old republic.
"I had a dream once that I was a Jedi knight. I came back here and freed all the slaves." Anakin commented to Qui-Gon." Is that why your here. Have you come to free us?"
"No, I'm afraid not." Qui-Gon told the boy who didn't believe him for a second despite it being true.
"I think you have. Why else would you be here?" Anakin asked the Jedi. Revan pretended not to care though he did listen in to the conversation.
Qui-Gon mentally sighed at the young boys question before he relented and answered him." Very well. I can see that there's no fooling you two. We're on our way to Coruscant, the central area in the Republic on a very important mission."
"You're a long way away from where you should be then." Revan commented to him.
"Believe me I know. Our ship was damaged and we're stranded here until we can make repairs." Padme informed Revan sadly getting him to frown at the sad look on her face.
"If you have the tools and parts for me then I could be able to fix it. I can fix just about anything if given enough time to do so." Revan offered getting a smile from Padme.
"I'm sure you can, However we don't have the parts to repair the ship. That was the reason that we were even at Watto's to begin with." Qui-Gon explained to the grey eyed teen.
"Wesa got no Mula to Trade." Jar-Jar told them with a depressed tone.
"These Junk dealers must have some weakness?" Padme thought out loud to the group as she tried to think of something that would help them.
"Everybody shares the same weakness on this planet." Revan informed them all causing Padme brown eyes to meet Grey." Gambling. Just about everything on this planet revolves gambling and betting on the races. Its how Watto managed to get three slaves in the first place, he'd never of had the money to get us otherwise."
Qui-Gon thought on Revan words for a moment as he rubbed his beard." Sometimes, Greed can be a powerful ally." He mused to himself.
"I've got a Pod...well Revan made it. It's the fastest Pod ever. Trust me nothing can beat it."
"There is a race on Bunta Eve in a couple of days. I guess you could enter my pod." Revan suggested to the Jedi master.
"Boy's, Watto won't let you enter….if he finds out that you've even built a Pod..." Shmi told her children.
" He doesn't even know that I made it." Revan waved his mother's worries off. Before he turned his attention to the Jedi in the room." You could tell him it was yours and get Anakin pilot it for you." Revan told him getting Anakin to nod agreeing with the plan.
"Revan I don't want Annie to race. A piece of me dies when Watto makes him race, Whenever I see him nearly die on the track." Shmi told Revan with a depressed look as it terrified her to see her children on the track and broke her heart when she nearly saw her sons die just so Watto could earn some more money.
"But mum, I love it!" Anakin argued with his mother. Pod-racing was what he wanted to do once he was no longer a slave. He would be the greatest racer the galaxy ever knew.
"Come on mother. You have to admit that the prize money would be more than enough to pay for their parts plus leave enough for us to live on for a while. Hell it could even pay for one of us to get out of slavery." Revan tried to persuade his mother.
"Revan."
"Your mothers right." Qui-Gon stopped the grey eyed boy before turning to Shmi." Is there anybody friendly to the Republic who can help us here?" He asked the mother of the boys who looked to the floor before she shook her head in a negative.
"No. I'd be surprised of anybody on Tatooine would offer you help. They hate Jedi more than any Republic official, and trust me they hate them with a burning passion. They think that you look down on us, think we're lesser then you."
Revan looked at his mother before speaking casing her to look up." Mother, you said yourself that the biggest problem with the galaxy is that nobody helps each other." He said getting her to look conflicted.
"I'm sure that Qui-Gon doesn't want to put your sons in danger. I'm sure we'll find another way." Padme said after the uncomfortable silence as Shmi thought about what to do before she shook her head knowing that there was only one choice.
"No...there is no other way. I may not like it but they can help you….They were meant to help you." She told the Jedi who looked at the two boys in the room before silently agreeing that they would agree with the help them.
It was a few hours later when Revan who was wearing a new pair of Black robes and grabbed a black cloak with a hood that was pulled over his head and was currently giving orders to the active HK droid.
"I need you to protect the house again, HK. If you detect any unidentified hostiles that try to get into the house...you know what to do."
"Delight: So I may kill any worthless meatbags that try to get into the home?" HK asked Revan getting a smirk from him.
"Indeed you can, HK. Don't harm my family and the other in the home however."
"Statement: What about that useless bucket of bolts? He gives droids a bad name?"
"I can't stop you if I'm not here." Revan chuckled before he walked out of his bedroom before leaving the house unaware of the Jedi that was following him after he saw Revan leave the house. Revan raced across the rooftops then headed towards the desert. After trekking across the desert for around half and hour, Revan finally came to a halt as he entered a gap of a cave.
Entering said cave, Revan started up the generator that he had installed there, as it powered up lights flickered on and off until they illuminated the entire room. In the cave was an obstacle course that had various things such as rope swings, some poles and some makeshift swinging blades that were on the ropes. Revan
Qui-Gon after managing to keep far enough behind Revan so that he wouldn't spot him also close enough that he wouldn't loose him watched as the raven haired Skywalker wandered around the room. He was rather impressed with the setup that the boy had created with the scraps he had found. Just as he was about to exit the shadows and discover exactly why he had left his house in the early hours, headed through the desert only to arrive at this cave where he had set up this obstacle course for himself…..
"Are you there?" At first Qui-Gon thought that seen him arrive but seeing how he was searching the room as if he was looking for something." The dreams are getting worse, more vivid. I need to know that I'm not going crazy!
Dreams? What dreams was he referring too? Was the thought that was on Qui-Gon's mind as be observed the boy who's voice echoed throughout the cave.
"Why do I keep seeing that man in the mask? Is that supposed to be my future? Is that why his name is Revan too?"
"What dreams are you talking about, Revan?" Qui-Gon asked as he stepped out of the shadows and into the light, frightening Revan as he did so.
"Q-Qui-Gon? What're you doing here and how much did you hear?"
"Enough to know that you have dreams of a man in a mask." The Jedi Master answered as he stopped in front of him.
"Perhaps you could tell me who you're looking for?" He asked the obviously destressed boy.
"I-…I don't know who I'm looking for, Qui-Gon." Revan admitted," I just know that this is where I can hear the voice."
"Voice?"
"I know that it sounds crazy, hell I probably am crazy but I can hear a voice, no its more of a soft whisper. It sounds familiar, like an old friend."
"And what does it say, this voice?"
"Guides me, stops me making bad decisions. I asked the voice why I was having these dreams years ago and all I got was that it was a lesion." Revan told the Jedi Master who hummed in response." The voice come and goes but this place seems to be place where I can hear them the best."
"This place does have a rather strong connection to the Force." Qui-Gon informed the grey eyed boy." Perhaps if you told me more about these dreams then I could help you discover the answers you seek."
"I wouldn't even know where to begin."
"How about at the start?" Qui-Gon suggested with a warm smile, much as how a father would look at their son.
"It would take years to explain everything."
" Then we better get started, my young friend."
And cut! Well here is the next updated chapter of The Return Of The Prodigal Knight And The Phantom Menace, I hoped you liked it. It was mostly the same as the original just with some light changes such as Revan having no idea that he is a Reincarnation of the original Incarnation.
The reason I did this is because I didn't want him to be all knowing when it came to the Force, nor have the memories of his previous self, but rather just dreams/visions of his past life. Also seeing as how the Jedi don't know and Qui-Gon won't have any solid proof that Revan is a reincarnation then the Council won't really take any special treatment with Revan and thus only see him as a boy that while powerful in the force was far too old for training…if I chose to not have him join the Jedi.
Right now he is on the level of an average Padawan, meaning that he won't be chucking Force Lightning, Force Chocking or anything along those lines. Yes he is powerful in the Force but he has no idea how to tap into his power nor has he had the training like in the previous version, he won't outclass or overpower anybody without training.
Also the voice is NOT Meetra Surik.
Anyway, please Review.