Meetra and Anakin entered the living room with Obi-wan standing in the far right corner. "You look tired" Obi-wan said to Anakin.

"I couldn't sleep." Anakin said. "I had another nightmare."

"About your mother?" Obi-wan asked

Anakin nodded. "Same one that's been occurring for months."

"Dreams pass in time" Obi-wan said.

Meetra almost face-palmed herself upon hearing obi-wan. Are you force deaf or just plain stupid? Meetra thinking to herself. "What part of this dream has been going on for months now do you not understand?"

"I much rather dream about Padme." Anakin said in an almost dreamy voice.

"Be careful of your feelings my young Padawan." Obi-wan said. "Politicians are not to be trusted."

"You trust Palpatine." Anakin reminded.

"Who's Palpatine?" Meetra asked.

"He's the chancellor of the Republic," Obi-Wan "and frankly I only deal with him because I have to."

"Well I don't think neither Padme nor Palpatine are as bad as you make them seem." Anakin said

As the two went about their bickering, Meetra could feel a disturbance in the Force. It started out as something small, but the disturbance gradually grew larger and sharper.

"Guys.

"Palpatine is a politician."

"Guys!"

"Well I think he's a good man."

"GUYS!

Anakin looked up.

"I sense it too." Obi-Wan said

Everyone made a mad dash toward Padme's bedroom. Anakin activated his lightsaber and leaped onto the bed slicing a couple of bugs in half.

"Kouhuns." Anakin mumbled.

Obi-Wan looked outside to see a droid right outside the window. Obi-wan jumped through the window trying and grabbed the droid as it flew away, flying along with it.

"Is he always like this?" Meetra asked

"You know my master," Anakin said. "Always on the move."

Hk managed to activate himself from his sleep. "What in the blue blazes?"

"HK, stay here and watch after Padme. Anakin demanded"

"Will do."

When Anakin and Meetra came outside, the two agreed to spilt up. Anakin took the air with a speeder, and Meetra scouted the roof tops. At first she didn't see anything, but then from the corner of her eye, she saw a woman with a veil covering her face standing on the roof tops and armed with a sniper rifle. The woman saw her too and started running when the two made eye contact.

"Hey you. Stop!"

Meetra immediately jumped on a roof top and followed in pursuit. The veiled woman was very agile and hard enough to keep up with. It also didn't help that the woman kept throwing sonic detonators in an attempt to disorient the Jedi. The pursuit lasted a good 15 minutes until Meetra had her cornered, but not before the woman managed to blast obi-wan out of the sky with her sniper

"No!" Meetra shouted

Drawing her lightsaber, Meetra was ready to challenge the Assassin.

"It's over. Meetra said. "You have nowhere to run."

"Think again Jedi." The woman threw down a gas grenade. Temporally blinded by the gas fumes, Meetra howled in pain. By the time her eyes healed the Assassin already took off in her own speeder.

"Dang it."

Meetra activated her comlink

"Anakin the assassin is in the air."

"On it." Anakin said. "By the way I've got Obi-wan."

"Oh thank goodness. Okay I'll meet you at the cantina."

The Outlander club may have been in a high class planet, but it was certainly filled with low class people. Half the people who filled that club smelled of beer and whiskey. Even the bartender looked rough having scars on his face and a blind left eye.

"What will it be Ms.?" the man asked in a deep voice as Meetra sat down.

"Um I don't mean to sound like an idiot, but to you have any non-alcoholic beverages?" Meetra asked

"Some of our ales are non-alcoholic. That and we got Juma Juice."

"Since when was Juma Juice non-alcoholic?" Meetra asked

"The bartender sort of gave her a funny look.

"Sorry," Meetra said. "I guess I'm behind the times. I'll take a Juma Juice with a dash of cinnamon."

"Small, medium, Large, or Hutt sized?"

"Small please."

Meetra was enjoying her drink when all of the sudden there was a ruckus coming from the back. "You blasted nerf herder you cheated me." A Trandoshan hissed.

"Now, Now," a short man whimpered. "I'm just playing what the cards gave me."

"Then what explains this?" The Trandoshan pulled out a card from the man's sleeve before proceeding to grab him by the throat."

"What's going on here?" Meetra asked getting up from her seat. Both of them started jabbing at once Meetra put them both in a force joke to stun them. "Both of you calm down and tell me what happened."

The Trandoshan was the first to speak. "This scumbag challenged me to a game of Pazaak what I didn't know was that he was cheating me out of 1500 hundred credits.

Meetra just looked at the short stumpy man. "You realize that you can be charged with fraud."

"Darling there is a bunch of things that I can be charged with, but you don't see me running from the C.S.F."

"Tell you what," Meetra said. I'm a Pazaak player myself. I'll challenge you to a game. If I win you have to give triple to what you cheated out of this Trandoshan which I believe adds up to 4500 credits.

"Okay." the man said, "But if I win, you become my servant for the rest of my natural life. I've always wanted to own a nice strong woman like you. "

"That's Outrages." The Trandoshan hissed "it's one thing to treat me out of credits, but to take the freedom of this young woman."

Meetra just raised her hand, causing everybody to be quite. "Deal"

The two players pulled up some seats and started playing. Meetra won the first two matches and the short man one the second two and tied on the third two. (Through cheating of course) Meetra was left with a +1 in her side deck while the short man's side deck had been depleted.

"You're good." The man said. "Ever thought about going professional?"

"Nope, and this match is finished so I suggest you get those credits ready."

Ha. Honey you don't know if I've lost yet."

"Actual I do." Meetra said. I know you have 1-10 cards up your sleeve so don't even bother trying to sneak past me. Second you are at a fifteen right now the next two cards you are going to draw is a four and a five. That's 24 you will go bust me on the other hand I am at 10 the next two cards I'm going to draw are a six and a three and then I'll play my +1 that's 20."

"You're bluffing." The man said. "You have no idea what the next cards will be."

Meetra just gave a stone faced look. "Do I look like I'm bluffing how about we go ahead and draw are cards and find out/

The man smirked, but that smirked disappeared when he pulled out a four and a five. Meetra then drew a six and a three. The man started to snarl and then pulled out a blaster.

"You, you're a Jedi."

Meetra used the force and sent his blaster flying across the room. "Thank you for pointing out the obvious. Now are you going to keep your end of the bargain, or am I going to have to unleash the darker side?

The man's eyes grew wide with fear. "You're a Jedi. You wouldn't do that."

"You already know what I'm capable of."

The man franticly gave her the money which she attempted to give to the Trandoshan. "Keep it, seeing him squirms was worth the credits."

"Well I'm glad I was able to help."

"You're very unorthodox for a Jedi."

"Eh what can I say?"

All of the sudden the door burst opened and the women whom Meetra was cashing after earlier ran through the club.

"Excuse me" She quickly said.

Anakin and Obi-wan followed behind. Obi-wan simply sat on a bench and ordered ale. A shady looking character took notice and asked him if he wanted to by death sticks. Obi-wan simply warded him off using a mind trick. Meetra came over and sat next to him, Juma juice in hand.

"Mind if I join you?" She asked

Obi-wan smiled and gave a welcoming gesture. "You look terrible." He said looking at her bloodshot eyes.

"Yeah our little assassin hit me with a gas grenade."

"Have you been having a good time?"

"Well I have been declared very unorthodox for a Jedi."

"How so?"

"I force choked a couple of thugs into submission and implied I could do more if I wanted to."

Obi-wan spit out his drink. "You willingly called upon the dark side?"

"No. I meant no malice or hatred toward them."

"But you called upon powers of the dark side of the force."

"Are powers of the force inherently light or dark or is it what is in our heart that determines that?"

"I…wait."

Obi-wan activated his lightsaber and spun around. The sudden movement was followed by a squeal. The assassin had tried to sneak up on them, but her plan backfired. Anakin came in to help detain her. The crowd however was very nervous.

"Jedi business," Anakin said "Go back to your drinks."

The three Jedi grabbed the assassin and stopped near a dark alley where no one can see.

"Let go of me!" she shouted

"Who is it you were trying to kill?" Obi-wan asked

"It was a senator from Naboo." The woman said

"Why, who hired you?" Anakin asked

"It's just a job."

"It's okay." Anakin said "tell us"

No response came from the woman. Something did not settle right with Meetra. This woman was afraid of something or someone and it wasn't the Jedi.

"Tell us now!" Anakin shouted impatiently."

Now the woman's fear shifted to Anakin.

"It was a bounty hunter called…" but a dart came flying into her neck Meetra could since the woman was dying as she reverted to her Clawdite form. Meetra looked up to see a mysterious rocket man fly away.

"Murishani Sleemo" The woman said as she died.

Obi-wan pulled the dart from her neck. "Toxic Dart."

Meetra dug deep into the force and realized that the woman still had a small function. "Maybe there is more she can tell us."

She took a deep breath and reached deep into the force. A dark red glow emitted from her hands. Putting her hands on the clawdite's abdomen she whispered "1, 2, 3, 4, and 5" The clawdite opened her eyes and let out a gasping breath. The Jedi were amazed.

"How did you do that?" Obi-wan asked, but Meetra was perusing the mysterious rocket man.