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Chapter 6 Brats, Money and Twisting
Revan strolled on the streets of Coruscant. His clothes blended nicely with the shadows, making him look like a wraith. He was not pleased with how the events unraveled, nor was he pleased with his new 'edition'. He glanced sideways and wondered how he got a ward.
Flashback
He was walking slowly, his cloak trailing behind him like a cloud. His lightsabers identified him as a Jedi, and most shady beings backed away from him warily. They had bad experiences with the Jedi Order and did not want to provoke the Jedi. Revan went down an alley, following the Force. As it turns out, the Force was dragging Revan in a wild goose chase. It seemed to like the idea of making Revan its errand boy. Already he saved two cats, a child from falling off a building, and an old lady crossing the street from becoming road kill. It was a bad day for the former Sith Lord.
He felt the Force jerking him along hurriedly, trying to get him somewhere. When he finally got there, it was empty. Revan was tempted to yell at the Force but stopped. He would look like a raving lunatic, and despite the fact he was half way there he was not. Spying a large dinge in the wall, he slouched blending in, nearly invisible. He waited patiently for whatever the Force wanted him to do. A few minutes later, he heard the loud struggles of a person or persons. A dark figure, a tall human was dragging another huddled person along. The huddled figure was scratching, biting, and hissing, trying to escape its captor. Its captor was human, with an ugly scar on his face and scraggily hair.
The person who being dragged was unrecognizable. However, the slave collar was not.
The Force wanted him to save the person from the slaver; the nudging in his head started hurting more. Revan stepped from the shadows alerting the slaver.
"Who are you?" Shouted the slaver angrily, he had to bring the slave to the auction and the idiot in front of him was slowing him down.
"Don't you know slavery is outlawed by the Republic?" Revan answered eyeing the slaver. He hoped it was outlawed; four thousand years can bring a lot of change.
"So! It's a Carther, they are not human." Sneered the slaver, yanking the rope harshly.
"It does not matter, slavery is outlawed. You are breaking the law." Replied Revan. He reached for his lightsaber, thumbing it on.
With a hiss the lightsaber activated, bathing the dark area with a cyan blue glow he held it aloft waiting for the slaver's reaction. He was not disappointed, with a shout the slaver drew a blaster and shot at Revan repeatedly. Revan blocked and somersaulted over the slaver using the butt of his lightsaber to knock the slaver unconscious. He turned to the Carther and quickly slashed through the rope. He turned his lightsaber off and knelt down to eye the Carther. To his surprise and disgust it was a child, the slaver was trying to auction of children. He very carefully deactivated the collar and placed the collar on the ground. Child or not, Carthers are very powerful warriors. Not many people would provoke a Carther. Not unless, they wanted to end up in to numerable pieces.
"Hello," Revan said softly not wanting to scare the child. The child's big gold eyes looked at him.
"Hi," the child said quietly, quickly looking down. The child tensed as if expecting to be beaten. Revan grunted in dismay, the child probably beaten regularly for practically nothing.
"What's your name?" He asked trying to strike up a conversation. It will do him no good, nor would it do the child good to stay here in the dank, dark and dangerous area. The child remained silent.
"My name is Revan, what is yours?" He was desperate, after all only the Jedi would remember him considering that he did almost destroy them. He had probably been forgotten by the non-Jedi. Then again, he did almost destroy the Republic.
"Hanel," murmured the child, looking down. Revan smiled slightly, progress.
"I'm a Jedi; do you know what the Jedi are?" He asked the child. True he was a Jedi from the past and a Sith but the kid didn't need to know that.
"They are the champions of the light, warriors with honor." This time the child looked up, eyes blazing.
Revan smile was strained; it was a glorified image of the Jedi.
He began talking to the child, turned out the child was a girl, ten years old. In turn, he told her about the Jedi and one thing led to another.
"Do you wish to travel with me?" Revan heard his mouth utter, in horror.
"Okay," Hanel replied smiling.
Oh, Crap…He has a walking and talking child following him in his journeys.
End Flashback
Hanel was following him like a faithful puppy, or more like Malak. Finding some spare clothes and getting the kid cleaned was a problem. It also took all the credit he had left on his person. Therefore, Revan was going to the bank, to see if he had a bank account still open from the past. He entered and walked to a cashier.
Using a drop of blood the computer consulted its memory banks and it turned out he did still had a bank account. The account had approximately thirty trillion dollars in credits and some miscellaneous properties and such. Turned out, four thousand years worth of interest adds up pretty nicely. Revan closed his jaw with a snap, took out fifty hundred thousand credits, and walked away, positively beaming. The Jedi Order was dirt poor and was funded by the Republic. That was the only reason the Jedi did not have padawans begging in the streets like some monks. It would be hilarious and damaging to the image of great warriors.
Sidious glanced at his computer. A message was waiting for him. He read the message and raised both eyebrows in astonishment. The account for Revan was opened and money was withdrawn. He found out about the account some decades ago, and when he failed to open it decided to watch it. Since it was blood activated, and since Revan disappeared, there was no chance it was ever going to be opened. However, it looks like a descended of Revan opened the account. Sidious cackled in glee, his plans were moving smoothly and there another powerful alley to contact.
The council chamber was silent. All the masters were contemplating the horrifying news that reached them. They had found Revan's account but could not shut it down. Therefore, they decided to watch it, just in case a descendent opened it. So the news that someone accessed the account stunned them into silence.
"Perhaps the Sith that traveled here is a descendent?" Murmured Adi.
"It could be true, we didn't get a blood sample from our visitor." Responded Ki-Adi
"Hm, clouded the future is." Yoda said calmly. Out of all twelve of the councilors, he was not worried.
"What should we do? Should we send another Jedi with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan as a precaution?" Asked Mace worried.
"Hm, we should." Said Yoda. "All in favor of Master Windu to accompany Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan?"
While Mace Windu sputtered in indignation, the other councilors all agreed.
This time Mace Windu traveled with the Queen to Naboo.
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