AN: I don't own Naruto/Star Wars: Legends
GRS 4:10:16
Sheeka paced down the halls, trying to process everything. So much had happened, and she was now trying to process it all. Part of her wanted to think of each piece and see how they fit together, but other parts were suddenly so glaringly obvious that she wanted to gag. Breathing deeply, she tried to start over from the beginning, failed, and turned her gaze back to her friend.
"Okay Iowen... start over from the beginning. And please... tell me you didn't say that someone implied what I think you did."
Iowen had let her head drop as soon as Sheeka had given her the first death stare, and had barely gotten out a word when Sheeka had begun pacing. Iowen knew her well enough to know of her temper, and of how dangerous it might be to not let her process without interference. That said, she had asked a question, and would be expecting the information.
"So, Naruto was seen coming back with Master Vos and a..." Iowen shifted, looking anxious. "Some people said he bought a Twi'lek consort-"
"Aayla." Sheeka turned on her heels, eyes narrowing as she held up a finger, slowly curled it into a fist, then threw it to the side. "I cannot believe some people! That's Aayla. Aayla Secura!"
"Well, yeah," Iowen sighed. This was not the first time she'd had to listen to Sheeka's outbursts, but it was actually somewhat soothing to see her so fired up. It hit all of the Falleen in her in a way that got her riled up and excited. Trying to contain the bubbling emotions, they leaned forward, watching Sheeka's rapidly changing emotions. "They didn't know, and Aayla isn't know incredibly well... not like we do anyways."
"Yes, because someone walking up to the Temple clearly just decided to do so with a consort. A consort!"
"I mean, there've been people who have come to the Jedi in stranger circumstances." Iowen shrugged, watching as Sheeka slowly turned and squinted at her. A shiver ran down her spine, getting her to shift more. "... there were others who said she was a slave he stole, and that he's probably trying to hide her in the Temple."
"She - I - this..." Sheeka exhaled sharply, gripping her head and trying not to scream as she returned to pacing. "Aayla belongs here... she's a Jedi!"
"Well, yeah, obviously." Iowen smiled, the feelings rolling off Sheeka giving her a bubbling sense of delight. While they were certainly angry, upset, and even frustrated, it just showed how passionate she was. "Not everyone knows what's going on. The few who caught on that she was from the holovid are saying that he captured a dangerous criminal and was showing off that he didn't even need to keep her restrained because she was completely under his power."
"Naruto doesn't use mind tricks. He wouldn't hold someone against their will." Sheeka rubbed her forehead, moving over and flopping on her back next to Iowen. "How... how dumb are they?"
Iowen gently rubbed her friend's arm, sighing and shaking her head. "I don't know. I mean, they've gotten some right, haven't they?"
Sheeka nodded, though this last bit of gossip was getting her suddenly more confused than she liked being. She'd spoken to Aayla and Quinlan with Xiaan after they'd finished with the council, though perhaps it was more her listening as Xiaan asked questions, and Aayla explained things as carefully as she could. Each bit filled in pieces, and revealed more of a puzzle that suddenly felt different.
No, it wasn't different. It was wrong.
Aayla had spoken highly of Naruto, and only Xiaan being near had her keeping hold of her words. And, it had worked out, in a way. She'd been able to listen, to roll her eyes at the description of Naruto's feats, and to try to brush it off. Yet, she'd heard about Naruto on Pelgrin and some of it made it suddenly feel so much more muddled and confusing.
She'd been told that Naruto had been wreathed in red, a black blot against the Force, and that he'd screamed like a wraith and taken down the Oracle to crush that man who they'd fought. Or, was it that he had tore through the Oracle as it fell, trying to catch him, but being forced to grab them to keep up the appearance of a kind hearted Jedi? Except, that didn't add up with Yasuo's words; that Naruto had crafted a shroud of the Force and used it to protect them from the crumbling building, and had even allowed it to rip off his own skin to ensure they got out safely. It was the wildest of them, and she'd ultimately tried dismissing it, but the image had remained in her mind.
A shrouded figure, of red and black.
The image that had been drawn on the wall had stood out in her dreams, and had matched the image painted by the Jedi of Pelgrin. The one that Naruto had said was him. It had to be what Yasuo had described. She'd gotten a picture of it on her datapad, and had looked back on it more than a few times. A figure of darkness, of power.
"His visage was great and his form stood of the Force. He stood before the galaxy, and by his hand, there was balance brought to the galaxy."
Master Arroway's words. Her prophecy. After she'd woken up, she'd felt like they'd been seared into her mind, unable to forget them each time she looked at the image.
"... what did they say about where he'd been?" She asked after a moment, sighing and leaning into Iowen's hand. It was comforting having her here to hash all of this out, and the more she'd spoken to her, the more she'd been able to hear it said from another perspective, the more her mind could more easily process it all.
"Some said they saw him in the same imagery of the Twi'lek of Kiffex, and that adds up with Aayla's story. The rumor about Ord Mantell and him being a bounty hunter, which just sounded like it would be an interesting thing to see. Other than that... no where. He became a ghost." Iowen frowned, scratching at her neck and sighing. "It's like he just didn't want to be found, and... no one could actually find him. At all. He just, vanished."
"He was always good at that."
"So good no Jedi in the galaxy could find him? People think there was shenanigans."
"Of course they are." Sheeka muttered, gently banging her hands against the bed, one of them bouncing against Iowen's lap. "Agh! This is completely frustrating!"
"Feeling more the fool lately?"
Sheeka smacked Iowen's leg, grumbling as turned over and screamed into the bed sheets. More the fool? She felt like the entire troop. Dancing around from place to place, getting so much information that didn't all add up now that she was trying to see what made sense and what didn't. It had only been when she'd begun talking to Iowen that she'd noticed it though, and it made her feel all the more invested in trying to sort things out.
Exhaling and pushing herself up, she slowly pushed herself off the bed and shook her head. "I need to clear my head. Think there's anyone who will be practicing and looking for a spar?" Blinking, she squinted at Iowen with a faint smile. "... are you up for sparring?"
"When you're in a 'mood'? No~ thank you!" Iowen held up her hands defensively, but her smile was genuine and her laughter gentle. "I actually do need to be going in a bit. My master said he was planning to speak with some of the other masters about something. Apparently he heard Master Jmmaar was wanting to discuss some stuff or something."
"Master Jmmaar? What about Master D'oon?"
"He's supposed to be one of the masters there." Iowen rolled her eyes. "He's been one of the most upset about the whole Naruto thing, so it's very possible that he'll be there. I just don't know what'll happen honestly. I'm just going to see what happens, you know?"
"Uh, I think so?" Sighing, she pat Iowen's shoulder. "Just keep your head on a swivel for me. I'm still just... I don't like this. There's too much I don't know."
"Oh you'll be fine." Iowen pulled her into a tight, vaguely reluctant hug. Though the reluctance was more from their parting, as Sheeka let out a deep sigh, watching as Iowen skipped away to find her master.
Watching after her, Sheeka gently sighed, slowly leaving the room as she glanced down the hallway, watching Iowen's departure until she was out of sight. Smiling lightly, she turned and began walking the other way. As she walked, her mind began drifting, and her thoughts consumed her.
She hadn't been out of the Temple for missions in some time, and the facts behind it had troubled her. After the Huk War, the galaxy had been such a different place. It took such little time, and yet there were changes that had come of it far too quickly for anyone's liking. So many places that had normally allowed for any Jedi or Republic officials to come to their world, had suddenly had odd, very specific stipulations. Things that had cut down on who could be sent. Or, rather, what races they would interact with.
Most people were wise enough to ignore such things, but the imagery from what had popped up on the holonet had given so many people access to things that were dark, dangerous, and formed ideas in their head. Ideas that were wrong, and had left even those who had nothing to do with the Yam'rii. It had seemed so innocuous, but the fallout had spoken volumes.
Even she, a Rodian, who had no ties, connections, or looks other than her eyes, had gotten side-eyed. Glances, dismissal, and even a few times where people had attempted to hike up the price of things she'd tried to buy simply for being herself. She had no ties to the Yam'rii, yet people whispered as though she was somehow connected to them, that their actions reflected on her.
She wasn't the only one. Other races had been affected, like Master Jmmaar. Even with his rank of Jedi Master, he'd been asked to stay in the Temple, to avoid some of the galactic controversies. It would blow over by the end of the year, give or take, though whose year it was hard to say. And while it was finally dying down, the initial onslaught of disdain, disgust, and so forth had already wrecked havoc, and left many connections damaged as a result. People's trust had been damaged in those races, in each other, and it stood out to all who who were paying attention.
However, Sheeka had been slow on the uptake. Not on the discrimination, or the hatred, but on the source. She'd been so busy interacting with people, hearing the damage, and the frustration, that she'd begun to let it sink into her. It had become her, and her opinions were being shaped by them. And at the heart of it all, the point all fingers had begun pointing towards, was Naruto. Naruto, the cause of the holonet information. The one who had caused their lives difficulty, and forced change upon them. Forced the frustration and damaged relationships upon them.
Master Jmmaar had said he wasn't ready to be a Jedi Knight after they'd return from Abbaji, and master D'oon had rapidly begun helping spread the word of it and giving their opinions strongly to anyone who could hear. Which meant that the ones who had caused all those who pointed at Naruto to know it was him. Without them, no Jedi would've been aware. Posting it onto the holonet could've come from anyone, anywhere, but they had brought it to everyone's attention. They'd been adamant, and assured that they were correct when they'd all but shouted it to any who'd listen.
Except, he'd saved her. He'd fought, and struggled, and overcome so much. She had thrown him down and spat at him, and he had chosen to protect her. Which, by all she'd been told, meant he wanted something. That there was a plan, and that that he was going to incorporate her into it. Master Elymas had brought that up, had been tutoring her when they'd had moments to talk, and in turn she had been instructing him on lightsaber combat. He was quite clever when he wanted to be, and when he wasn't struggling with his own mind he was incredibly wise.
He was the one who had begun enlightening her on things she'd missed upon their return from Pelgrin. Over the months, he'd compiled information from gossip at an astounding rate, even more than she had. Up till that point she'd thought she'd been good at gathering details and information regarding Naruto than she ever could, and was even willing to share it with her. He'd become her conspiratorial confidant, and after a long discussion with Master Arroway, she'd been told that her discussions were incredibly helpful for his reintegration back to the Jedi Temple.
There was also the other things he'd told her. Things that had her eyes widening, and her heart near stopping at the things he'd said in fevered haste. Occasionally he'd apologize and be near in tears after such a thing, but he'd found her accepting and willing to let him have those moments. It was broadening her understanding, her mind enlightened, and her understanding... questioned.
Drawn from her mind by the sound of lightsaber combat, she paused and took a few steps back to peak into the room. Inside, a few kids were doing practice spars, with one of them laughing when one of them dropped their lightsaber and was being chased around the room. Recognizing one of them, she brightened, and slowly stepped in.
Waiting for those running around didn't take too long, but it was amusing to see them running around like that. It reminded her of simpler times, when she would see Naruto have Jax chase him around for the same, or him to Yasuo. Better times, before she'd seen things going awry.
As the Initiates calmed down, they seemed to suddenly lose the spark of delight and fun in their eyes, trying to look more demure and calm. Rolling her eyes, she motioned to them slowly. "So... what's all this?"
"We're practicing, and Anakin can't hold his lightsaber without it falling out of his hand." The Mon Calamari of the boys said, getting a punch in the shoulder from the other - a Teevan, if his silver skin tipped her off. "Ow! It's true Tru, you don't have to punch me!"
"I've been getting better." Anakin, the boy she'd recognized, looked awkward as he rubbed his wrist. "I can usually keep it in my hands without any problem, but Darra is just..."
"I know, I know, I'm just too good." Darra seemed to smirk, placing a hand on Anakin's shoulder and giving him a shake. "But I've also had more time to learn it, so I'm just trying to speed you into it!"
"He's been doing better." Another girl, a Falleen, muttered. "He can now go a few blows before you use that disarming trick."
"Oh?" Sheeka motioned to them, moving to the side to lean against the wall. "Can I see?"
"Uh..." They all looked anxious, but the question was innocent enough. Slowly, Anakin and Darra stood across from each other, staring each other down as they ignited their lightsabers. Immediately, Sheeka held up her hand. "Wait, hold up..."
Moving over to Anakin, her hand gently gripped his wrist. He looked at her in confusion, so she gently moved it and tapped on the side of his hand. "Not like you're trying to crush your lightsaber. If you do that, impacts can jostle your arm, and if you have to loosen your grip mid swing, you're more likely to drop it. Hold it more... like you're trying to grip a fruit. You don't want to crush it, just hold it firm enough to keep your grip." Feeling his grip loosen and readjust, she shifted his wrist down slightly. "And... try it now."
Moving several steps back, she watched his look of worry and shamed confusion slowly morph into one of confidence. A shiver ran down her when Tru called for them to start and their sabers clashed. As they did, she felt like there was a momentary flash of the past, Naruto's eyes gleaming as he clashed with her, that cocky expression one of a boy who knew he wasn't going to win, but he was going to make her work for it. It was mirrored in Anakin and Darra, as Darra held more than a slight advantage in the clashes, but Anakin thew his weight around to try and get a leg up himself. When she began the disarming strike, Anakin's grip held firm, giving him a chance to move back and stare at his hand, his lightsaber still in it.
"... he's still got it." Tru whispered, the Mon Calamari smacking him as Tru grinned. "Look at that, he didn't drop it!"
Each of them stared at Anakin, his new accomplishment nothing to scream or shout about, but to them it seemed like it had changed their world view. Slowly, each of them began looking at their own lightsabers, gripping them and glancing up at her curiously. Each of them though took a step back as Anakin stepped back in and continued his fight with Darra, the two of them dancing around each other.
Darra was the more skilled lightsaber duelist, but his zeal and excitement made up for it. Idly Sheeka imagined that Darra was likely going to put more thought and study into the same form she had, Makashi, but Anakin was a wild card. He had the vigor of Shien, but the wildness of Shii-cho. None of the patience or defensive tactics of Soresu, or the elegance Makashi had. Niman was possible, particularly with Naruto as his potential master, but she didn't know for certain. It was fun, thinking about it, but more fun to watch as Darra laughed when she was able to get him to stumble from overextending and clip him.
"I win again Ani." Deactivating her lightsaber, she flourished a bow. "Thank you, thank you, hold your applause."
"What do you think Zule?" Tru grinned, motioning towards the center again. "Think you're ready to face Nahdar?"
"He won't stand a chance!" Zule grinned, standing up and patting Anakin on the shoulder as he passed. "Good job. You almost got her."
"No I didn't." Anakin muttered, rubbing where Darra had clipped his wrist. "She's so good..."
"Well, I have had more time to train. Thanks for the compliment though." Darra grinned and stuck her tongue out at Anakin, laughing loudly when Anakin returned the gesture.
Yes, so similar to Naruto, it was frightening. He would make a good pair with him, give Naruto a bit of time to experience all the chaos he had brought to the galaxy through someone else. Or, a worse thought, he would end up synchronizing too well with Naruto, and they'd become a duo that could force the galaxy to scream in confusion that there were two of them.
"And by two in body, one in purpose..."
Elymas words rang in her head, one of the times he'd seemed to lose himself standing out in her mind. Slowly seating herself with them, offering advice between bouts, all of them quickly accepting her as a tutor, letting her give instruction, and note different ways to let their saber practice. They in turn found her advice helpful, nice even, and she was able to watch their bouts of laughter when Zule tried to perform a slightly more advanced maneuver and her lightsaber simply went flying out of her hands. Even she seemed to find it amusing, and it was a light moment for them all.
"A side must be chosen... I have done so. Will you?"
The words burnt into her mind, and the question still remained. What sides? Who would she have to choose? What would she have to choose? She didn't know. And as she watched, she silently hoped that she could keep that innocence these children had. That for now, for as long as she could hold onto it, she could keep from the worry and fear Elymas had in those words.
Yes, she could keep in the moment. Away from that fear, away from that worry. Just, existing. Existing, watching, and waiting.
[=x-=]
The Archives were a delight. A wondrous experience for any looking for information, filled to the brim with years upon years of knowledge. Information at their fingertips, for any Jedi to reach for. Not including the information of the Restricted Section, of course, but that was besides the point.
Except, Naruto was now convinced that what he was searching for was in that section.
The droids were quick with their work, and while he's spent a number of hours within the Archives only to find nothing that cross referenced someone named Allya with Dathomir. He'd found a few different documents from over two hundred years before, but there was one that stood out. It was an innocent document, up to a point. No death, nothing to indicate what happened, nothing. It was like part of their history got to a point in their life and then either vanished or ended some six hundred years ago.
Naruto slowly leaned back in his chair, groaning as he rubbed his face. It was all so much information, yet not nearly enough. Sorting it all out felt like it should be easy now that he knew about someone who matched the description, but it only made it more frustrating to find that there was simply a cutoff. Like it was intended to be dropped and forgotten. But with his new knowledge of the Book of Law, he couldn't. Doing so was a disservice to her memory, and to her legacy. If she was the Jedi whose records cut off, he would find her, and he would find out why both her records cut off, and what happened to her.
Groaning, he felt someone tap his shoulder. "Drink?"
"Hm? Uh, sure." he blinked, accepting it without much thought. They had someone offer drinks in the Archives now? Looking it over, he was pleasantly surprised by its design; it was clearly made in a way that was meant to only allow liquids out when sucked out, leaving it incapable of spilling over the precious holocrons. Innovative, and clever indeed. "Thanks."
"May your work go well."
They bowed, quickly scurrying off as soon as they stood up. Naruto blinked, watching them move off before shrugging. It was odd, but he'd seen stranger things. Additionally, if they had bottles like this for the Archives then that should mean he could refill it and be able to bring it in later. Neither Bant nor Tahl should be able to reprimand him for bringing them in, so win-win.
Taking a quick draw from it, he blinked and held it at arms length as he smacked his lips and tugging at his cloak. Slowly, he took another sip, blinking in surprise. "... fruity."
Smiling, he set it down, looking over his notes. Nothing added up, and it was only him digging up a smaller hole to find a tunnel beneath it. A tunnel with branching paths, more places to explore than should or could be explored easily. He would need time to look into more, and in doing so he'd have to try and juggle his time with Anakin, his personal training, and looking up things about Allya. He could manage it, and it could be done, he just didn't like the idea that he would be having to cut into one to focus on another.
Dragging a hand down his face, he blinked as he noticed a blinking light on his communicator. How long had that been going off? He'd silenced it, meaning that it likely could have been however long, and he'd have missed it until he actually looked down at it. Wincing, he flicked it on and held it up.
The image flickered for a moment, the image taking time to refocus and form into a person. To his surprise, it was both a familiar face, and on he hadn't seen in some time. "... greetings, Queen Amidala."
[Hello Naruto.] Padme kept a composed, and elegant poise for a moment, until she slowly smirked at him. She wasn't dressed as the queen, looking more like a handmaiden at the moment. [I seem to recall you not enjoying calling me "queen" or "your highness".]
"I mean, I wasn't sure if this was a formal call, a casual call, a courtesy call..." Naruto's expression shifted, slowly looking more focused. "... a red call?"
[No, not a red call. We've been doing good on that front for the time being, though some of the people are still rather angry with the Gungan's, considering...]
Naruto nodded. The damage had been, remarkably, minimal from the Gungan from what Naruto remembered. The Trade Federation had done most of the damage, particularly with their battle droids. It made hearing that the Gungans were still under reproach slightly startling.
"They'll get over it soon." Naruto tried to nod to himself, to reassure himself of that as a possibility. Then he thought of Master Jmmaar, and his face fell. Maybe not. Swallowing that as best he could, he grinned. "Just be patient with them."
[I wish I had your confidence.] Padme smiled back, shaking her head. [That isn't why I contacted you though. I figured I should get in contact with you before my term gets too close to its end.]
Perking up at that, Naruto shifted slowly, nodding at that. "... I recall."
[My term ends next year,] She continued, seeming to mull something over. [And, I was considering my options. If the people request it, I could take another term...] Naruto schooled his face, waiting for her to finish; he had told her to take a break, not to force herself to stay on for an additional term. [Then, I realized... I have had little contact with much of the galaxy outside of Naboo, and seeing the stars and systems might be easier if I knew of a guide.]
"Oh, uh, you looking for recommendations?" Naruto tried to think of who he'd recommend. Aurra? Maybe, but then she might take Padme to places that weren't exactly great accidentally. Jango? No, he didn't have the credits to pay for something like that. Maybe one of the Jedi?
[I, was actually considering asking if you would be willing.]
"... me?"
Padme nodded, keeping a look of composure on her face; a picture of elegance and grace. [Yes. You've been so far as to see even Wild Space, and have certainly filled my datapad with places you've been. Are you thinking yourself not a good guide?]
"I mean, I could be, I just..." Naruto fumbled, his mouth opening and closing. "I don't think I'm exactly safe..."
[I would choose places that should be safe, and wouldn't have too many dangerous places for us to come across.] Padme seemed insistent, a brightening look in her eyes upon seeing Naruto's stumbling. [If you think it wasn't safe, we'd be able to go elsewhere.]
"Nowhere is really safe..." Naruto muttered, scratching at his cheek gently. "I mean, I spent some time on Naboo and a few other places that went peacefully. Like, Ryloth was alright, but it also kinda sucked. The heat was intense, and there were plenty of times things shouldn't have gone as well."
[You went to Ryloth? When?!]
"Ah, uh... yeah," Flushed and completely red faced, Naruto blinked rapidly, shifting awkwardly in his chair, his hand missing the table and he almost slammed his head into the table. He needed to take a nap later. "I went to a, uh, a couple of places. Ryloth, Ord Mandell, Kiffex... uh... Dathomir?"
Padme smiled, covering her mouth to stifle a giggle. [Dathomir? That sounded more like a question than a statement of where you've been. Are you alright?]
"Mm, just tired."
The speed at which her expression changed was remarkable. One moment she was looking ready to laugh, the next she'd shifted to a look of intense concern. [Naruto, have you been getting enough sleep?]
"Yeah, I-"
[Please, don't lie to me...]
The words choked any explanation he was going to say, and he found himself suddenly demure. Letting his head drop, he closed his eyes and shook his head. It was a full minute before his eyes snapped open, staring at her through blinks as he refocused. He was a lot more tired than he'd thought. "I - no, I haven't." Kriffing - he'd lost track of using the Force to keep himself steady and was falling asleep while chatting with Padme. He needed to focus. "I just, I've had so much to do..."
She didn't seem pleased to hear it, but she nodded and at least seemed to have a look of acceptance. Maybe it was, he couldn't tell with how unfocused she seemed as he looked at her. [Just take some time to sleep. And, think about my request, please? I'd like to have a friendly face while I see new places.]
"... yeah. Yeah I'll... I'll think 'bout it."
[Thank you. I... go get some sleep. For your own sake.] She smiled, her image flickering in and out. Or was that his eyes again? [I'll talk to you later. Perhaps... sleep?]
"Mm? Yeah... yeah I ... yeah... sure."
[Alright...]
Naruto blinked, suddenly staring at a blank communicator. Had she ended the call? Did he say goodbye? He couldn't remember. Why couldn't he - oh right, he was supposed to focus on the Force to wake himself up. He took another sip of his drink, hearing something bang that almost made him jump out of his seat. Feeling something hit him, he blinked, staring up at the ceiling. Oh, he had jumped out of his seat. When...
Slowly, his vision began fading, the exhaustion taking over him, and his world went dark.
AN: It's almost time. Soon. Ah, the build up, it's coming. Finally. Soon, it will begin... and I'll get to start plucking at the fabric of Legends, Canon, and otherwise, say "to hell with it" and just take the galaxy with what has been here at the current time, and just start making it up as I please from there.
Yes. Yeees. Soon~!
Also, just a quick note; not all the people in the Temple are Jedi apparently. The security force have some non-Jedi, and its implied in Legends that there are others too; hell, some of the Jedi come from people who work there having Force-sensitive kids. Which both makes sense, and adds another level of people who can be ignorant in the galaxy affairs. Fun!
ALSO! Nipping it quick, no Kurama can't just deux ex the stuff Naruto was poisoned with. It's shown that doesn't work in the manga, probably unless Naruto calls on his power. Which he's not going to do in the Temple. Which just makes this all the more dangerous... and fun.
Q&A Time
Guest: Still haven't explained how Jiraiya DIED!
... and? Yeah, I haven't. It's a story thing. If it's not relevant to the current story, I'm not telling it, and if it wasn't something that would have it's own tale to tell then I'd have told you it. I'll tell it when it's time. Not before. Patience my Guest friend, in eventual time.
Stonepotrice: So this has been a long time coming but why hasn't he snapped from not finding his war blade? Is master jinn going to stay alive in the is story?
Jedi are not supposed to have attachments - Naruto is trying to uphold that, and at the end of the day he is more dangerous than his war blade. Plus, at the moment, the last place he knew he had it was on Pelgrin... which means it's possibly buried in the Oracle's destruction. And with how fragile some of the parts were, if it were there, it'd be destroyed anyways. He doesn't know... yet.
Master Jinn is still alive! Is he going to stay alive? I mean... he can die. Timing is everything.
mellra: When you get to the Clone Wars era, are the arcs going to be focused mainly on the comics, the 2001 animated series, or the "canon" Clone Wars series?
... n-no? When we get to that era, I'm going to blow up the galaxy my way. It's why I mentioned last chapter that - while there will be a small timeskip - it's not jumping to that era. Otherwise you all won't know what's going on. Believe me, I tried to think of a way to do it, and the only way to do so is to write it out and walk everyone with me through it all. No one else is writing what happens in between; that's all me. So the Clone Wars aren't going to focus on the clones... there's... it's going to be a lot of chaos, and a lot of "okay, now what". It'll make more sense when we get closer to it.
Naru99: Question what do you mean by the naruto sect?
I, don't recall exactly where I said that, so forgive me if I'm giving bad info - actually, probably for the best I don't say too much. IF it's what I think it is, it would be the people who Naruto has worked with, and are willing to be with him. If I'm remembering wrong, I apologize.
Thank you all for your reviews, they are always great to read. If you haven't seen, the poll to go over the pairing options for Anakin on my Profile page. I look forward to seeing who you choose, and how I'll be able to consider and use it through the building story.
May this chapter find you well, and may the Force be with you.
