The Story of forgotten Jedi Owen Sun
Chapter 20: Revelations
Arca and Owen made their way through the gassy skies of Taloraan, the planet was a gas giant much like Bespin, the main export from Taloraan was tibanna gas, most of the planets inhabitants were tibanna gas workers and refiners. Owen rode through the cloudy atmosphere of the planet in his new Jedi Starfighter not seeing much anything except hazy skies. "Master how do we know where this informant is the entire planet is layered with gas?" asked Owen.
"I'm tracking his signal, according to the tracking device he's nearby" replied Arca.
"Is he on the surface?" asked Owen.
"Doubtful, only workers and refiners are on the surface as part of the tibanna gas program" replied Arca.
"Wait a second, I'm getting something, his tracking signal appears to be coming from a large structure in the atmosphere nearby" stated Arca.
"I'm punching in the coordinates Owen, I'll meet you there" said Arca.
Owen followed the coordinates and eventually the cloudy skies of Taloraan gave way to a floating citadel, the large mile wide citadel was home to workers, refiners, and main hub for the tibanna gas program. "How many people live here Master?" asked Owen catching up with Arca.
"Not as many as you'd think Owen, mainly just tibanna gas workers and their families" replied Arca.
"I'm getting a strong signal from that complex nearby, I'm setting my Starfighter down, make sure you do the same Owen" said Arca.
Owen set his Starfighter down into the floating citadel and as he and Arca left their ships they were greeted by a protocol droid.
"Welcome to the Taloraan Citadel, is your visit for business or pleasure?" asked the droid.
"I am Jedi Master Arca and this is my Padawan Owen Sun, we are here to meet with someone" answered Arca.
"Very well, do you need directions or any other information?" asked the protocol droid.
"Yes what's the name of that complex there and how do we get to it?" asked Arca.
"That is Entertainment Module 21 and it is located six floors from your current location, to gain access to it you will need to take the turbo-lift, that is to the right, do you require any other information" informed the droid.
"No, thank you for your assistance" replied Arca.
Arca and Owen made their way to the turbo-lift and punched in for the Entertainment Module, the doors to the turbo-lift then opened and the section of the citadel was quite busy. As they followed the tracking signal they came across quite a few species, from Gamorreans, Twi'leks, Rodians, Weequays, and Bothans just to name a few, Owen even spotted a Paaerduag. "The signal is getting stronger, in here" directed Arca.
The two then stepped into a cantina and found it crawling with people, they both panned around and saw a bar, card table, viewing gallery, and even some Twi'lek dancers. "It looks as if you were wrong about this place Master, it is quite inhabited" stated Owen.
"Yes and hard to determine who is the informant" replied Arca.
Arca looked around the cantina teeming with life. "We'll have to split up, you take the right and I'll take the left, we'll meet back up in the center" said Arca.
They did just that, Arca followed the signal on his datapad and Owen followed it on his, while walking through a Twi'lek female took notice of Owen. "Hello there, my names Nala, what's yours?" asked the beautiful Twi'lek putting her arm on him. Owen simply removed her hand and kept walking through the crowd.
Unfortunately they came across nothing, they both met back up in the center of the cantina. "Did you find him?" asked Arca. "No Master, I'm sorry" replied Owen.
"The tracker says he's right here, where is he?" wondered Arca.
Owen then caught sight of a human male sitting alone at a table sipping ale, he tapped Arca's arm. "Master look"
Arca and Owen approached his table. "Excuse me, are you the informant?" asked Arca.
The mysterious man had slicked back black hair, a stern masculine face and a fierce looking tattoo on his wrist. "Judging by the way you look I'd say you're the two Jedi I've been waiting for" greeted the informant.
"Yes, we were told you have important information about the Sith's contact" implied Arca.
"Hmm yeah, I'm the guy you're looking for and I got some information about that rat of a contact" replied the informant.
"Then what is it?" asked Owen.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Jedi I went through a lot to get this information and I'll have to be paid handsomely to give it" replied the slick informant.
Owen shook his head in disgust. "It is your duty as an informant to give us the information we seek and yet you want credits" accused Owen.
"Hey Jedi, I don't serve your bless-ed Republic, I'm a private informant and if you want this information I want to be paid, you got it" replied the informant sternly.
Arca remembering Anna's death started to lose his cool. "And who may I ask are we speaking to?" asked Arca.
"My names Derc" he replied.
"Don't you have a last name?" asked Owen.
"Its just Derc, in my line of work it helps not to have a last name" he stated.
"Or a real one for that matter" replied Owen sensing he was lying.
"Alright Jedi you want this information or not, cause if not I'm outta here" said Derc.
"Yes we do but you will give it to us for free" said Arca waving his hand.
"What……I…eh…yeah, you got it" replied Derc.
"Tell me who is this contact and where I can find him?" asked Arca.
Derc rubbed his head in confusion. "Uh he's right here in the cantina most of the time, his name is Twegar" answered Derc.
"What does he look like, what species is he?" asked Arca.
"He's a Gran and wears a leather brown and orange jumpsuit" replied Derc.
"When is he due to arrive next?" asked Arca.
"He usually comes in here after his shift, should be around soon cause I haven't seen him yet today" informed Derc.
"Very good, thank you Mr. Derc, we'll be on our way" said Arca ending the conversation.
Derc continued to rub his head. "Oh my head, what's in this stuff?" wondered Derc motioning to his drink.
"Brilliant Master, he told us everything, now what do we do?" asked Owen.
"We get a table by the door a wait, if this Derc was right he should be along soon" replied Arca.
As Arca and Owen waited at their table seconds turned to minutes and minutes to hours and still there was no sign of the Gran. "Maybe we need to rethink our plan Master" stated Owen.
But just as Owen said that the Gran that the informant described walked through the doors of the cantina. "Is that him Master?" wondered Owen.
"Yes Owen, his outfit is just as the informant described" replied Arca.
Arca and Owen continued to watch the Gran as he met with what appeared to be his partners, two large Gammoreans. "We will wait until they take their seats then we will approach" informed Arca.
Eventually they took their seats, Arca then gave Owen the nod to approach, Arca came from the left and Owen from the right so the Gran had no chance of escaping. The Gran looked up as Arca was standing right beside him. "Are you Twegar?" asked Arca.
His Gammorean partners knowing that Jedi carried the law with them in the galaxy stood up and got in Arca's face. The two squealed their pig like cries at Arca trying to intimidate him but he wasn't backing down, the first Gammorean then shoved Arca. That was all he would stand as Arca drew his green lightsaber, the two Gammoreans immediately backed off running out of the cantina. The other numerous patrons in the cantina took notice of the confrontation and were all starring at Arca, Owen in defense of his Master spoke up. "Jedi business, go back to your drinks" stated Owen.
Everyone did just that as Arca put his focus back on the frightened Gran. "I don't speak your language but I understand it and I'm sensing you speak galactic basic, that's good it will make this much easier" said Arca.
"What do you want?" asked the Gran in his weird language.
"We were told that you know something, something very important, you know what I'm talking about would you care to tell us?" asked Arca.
"I know nothing Jedi, now move along" replied the Gran in his tongue.
"Very well then" said Arca as he began to search the Grans mind for the information.
The Gran then laughed in his weird tongue. "Your tricks won't work on me Jedi, I think you better leave"
"Fine, I'm going to get straight to the point, I was told that you know of a Sith, he has contacted you and your the only one who knows where he is, I want to know where he is, right now!" stated Arca forcing himself upon the frightened Gran.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" replied the Gran in panic.
Arca grabbed him by the collar and forced him up against the table. "I'm not playing around, I want you to tell me everything you know, now!" yelled Arca into the face of the multi-eyed Gran.
Owen stood by watching this knowing what Arca was doing was wrong, it was against everything the Jedi stood for. "Please help me!" pleaded the Gran to Owen.
"Master perhaps you should ease off a little" said Owen.
"He's lying Owen, he knows what I'm talking about" stated Arca.
"I'll ask you once again, give me all the information on the Sith that has contacted you or I will kill you!" shouted Arca continuing to force himself on the Gran.
"Master please, stop this!" pleaded Owen.
"Ahhhhh someone help me he's going to kill me!" shouted the Gran in his language.
"Alright I've had enough" said Arca as he drew his saber.
Owen knowing that he was still a Jedi and whether or not his Master was anymore had to intervene, he then drew his yellow saber in defense of the innocent Gran.
"Ahhhhh alright I'll talk, just don't kill me!" shouted the Gran.
Owen withdrew his saber as Arca backed off of the Gran putting his lightsaber away.
"I know what your talking about, I just didn't want to tell you in fear for my life" stated the Gran.
"Tell me everything you know" ordered Arca.
The Gran went on to describe the Sith and his altercation with him. "You see I used to work for the Hutts as a mercenary, while I was off world on an assignment I was approached by a mysteriously dark clad figure, a Sith as you called him" explained the Gran.
"I guess he knew I worked for the Hutts because he asked me if I knew of any specially trained killers, I thought he was referring to bounty hunters but he wasn't, he wanted a special type of a assassin" continued the Gran.
"So I told him I knew of only one that fit what he was looking for, an Assassin that the hutts dealt with only once that had no name" continued the Gran.
Owens blond eyes lit up. "What did the Assassin look like?" asked Owen.
The Gran went on to describe the Assassin, his ship, armor, and of coarse his unique helmet.
"It's him Master, it all makes sense now, the Gran put the Sith in contact with the Assassin, he is the one who hired the Assassin to kill all the Jedi Knights and Masters" stated Owen.
Shock filled the air as the revelation had stunned both Arca and Owen. "This Sith, his name wouldn't happen to be Drakus would it?" asked Owen.
"Yes, Darth Drakus to be exact" answered the Gran.
Arca and Owen looked at each other in disbelief. "It's all connected Master, everything" stated Owen.
"Where is this Drakus located?" asked Arca sternly.
The Gran hesitated remembering the threat Drakus put on his life.
"Where!" demanded Arca.
"Byss, as far as I know he's on a planet called Byss" answered the frightened Gran.
"Byss, I've never heard of it" said Owen.
Arca didn't give his Padawan a response and simply stormed out of the cantina and back to the docks.
Owen eventually caught up with Arca as he was entering his ship. "Master where are you going?"
Arca didn't respond to his Padawan. "I'm coming with you" stated Owen.
"No your not Owen, your going back to Coruscant to inform the council, I'm going after Drakus" stated Arca.
"But Master you can't do this alone, you'll need my help" stressed Owen.
"I can take care of myself Owen, you know this more than anyone" replied Arca.
"Master please I…" Owen was cut off by his Master "Owen this has nothing to do with you, if I'd of had it my way I would of left you on Coruscant, I have to do this alone, for Anna" stated Arca.
"You cannot Master, I will come with you" pleaded Owen.
"Owen I can sense that the council has told you mine and Anna's true history, so you can understand now more than before why I must do this alone" stated Arca.
Owen grabbed Arca's arm stopping him from what he was doing. "But you don't understand me Master, Anna meant something to me also, even if I'm just realizing this now after her death you and Anna are the reason I am now a Jedi, you both saved my planet from slavery and brought me to the Jedi Temple to be trained" stated Owen.
"Master whether you believe it or not I can feel your loss, your pain, your anger, your frustration, because Master, Anna is a small part of me just as you are a large part of my life, because as I said if it wasn't for both of you I wouldn't be here now" stated Owen.
Arca hung his head thinking about Owens words. "Of course I believe you Owen, but this…this has to be done for her spirit to rest" replied Arca.
Owen looked directly into Arca's eyes. "Master please, I'll only ask you once more, let me come with you" pleaded Owen once more.
The question hung in the air for a moment until Arca looked up at his Padawan. "Okay, let's go" Arca answered nodding his head.
Owen jumped in his ship and the two of them took off at full speed towards Byss…