A/N Dammit, If I don't write this story down, it'll drive me CrAzY!
Gia: You're already crazy.
Me: WHY AM I BEING INSULTED BY MY STORY SELF?!
Gia: Beats me :P
Me: Kriff you. *turns back to readers* I don't own Star Wars!
Gia: Comments are accepted, as long as their not too hurtful!
Me: Enjoy!
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It was a quiet night in Coruscant. Every citizen in the city was sleeping in their homes, and so were the Jedi and younglings in the Jedi Temple nearby.
Suddenly, a portal of yellow and green came into view on a rooftop. Out of the portal jumped a creature wearing a black cape and hood, covering his face and body. The portal closed behind him as he stared at his surroundings with piercing aqua green eyes that tinted with gold.
"The Clone Wars Era," he spoke in a voice that was deep but calm. "Perfect. The Jedi Council still lives. I'll be able to slaughter them to help Darth Sidious kill the Jedi much… easier…"
He took a few steps to the edge of the roof and stared down at the empty streets below. He chuckled, but as he was about to go down, the sound of a ship's engine caught his attention. He looked up and snarled.
"I hate clone patrols…" he dashed to an air vent and his behind it as the Republican ship passed through, shining it's light on the surface. "Ugh, I'll have to get Sidious to activate Order 66 early… but that means I need to make Skywalker turn to Vader early…"
"In a million years, Heron."
The creature, Heron, turned around in alarm and shock to see a portal of orange and blue appear, and another creature jumped out, wearing a dark brown cape and hoodie. His sapphire blue eyes and black irises stared over at the first creature calmly as the portal closed behind him, and two strands of his hair waved in the cold breeze of the night.
"You never should have followed me, Elvis." Heron scowled as he took out a scarlet hilt from his belt and ignited it, revealing a crimson red blade. "This is a mission for my master that I will accomplish, no matter what."
"You'll have to kill me first, Ron," The second creature, Elvis, snickered then he out an aquamarine hilt and activated an electric blue blade.
"You know that I can't do that," Heron scoffed. "You have so much potential. Join me, Elvy. We can rule the galaxy together!"
"Thanks, but no thanks," Elvis shook his head. "Father has already been chosen as the King of Lira San after the incident of the Royal Family. I'm already proud of helping my sister and my mother rule a planet with him, thank you very much,"
"You'll have to kill ME to stop me." Heron stepped forward threateningly. "Or at least fight me."
"What ARE you planning to do here?"
"Frame the Jedi. Kill the Council." Heron smirked. "It won't affect us. We're following the Timeline Rule of P.A.D.U; For every damage we make, the more timelines we wake,"
"UNSTABLE timelines that might disrupt the time rift, you fool!" Elvis slapped a hand on his forehead. "You're going to have us ALL killed!"
"I don't care. As long as the Jedi fall then I have no problem," Heron kept his lightsaber and turned away. "Stay out of my way, Elvis, or I may have to regret letting you live."
With that, he hopped off the roof. Elvis ran to the edge to see Heron steal a speeder and zoom off. Elvis sighed, deactivating his blade and clipping it to his belt.
This was going to be one hasty mission if he didn't get any help soon.
He took out a holo-recorder and activated it to record a holo-message…
X
At the break of dawn, everyone in the Jedi Temple were wide awake. Most were already in the Mess Hall, having their breakfast while others were in the garden, either meditating or practicing lightsaber forms.
One of those in the garden was Padawan Dume.
Caleb Dume, Padawan to Master Depa Billaba, had been practicing his lightsaber form, peacefully in the garden when his fellow Padawans came to tease him for his 'clumsy moves'.
"I bet he doesn't even know how to do Form 3," one Padawan whispered to another, but it was loud enough for Caleb to hear.
"Yeah, and I bet he'll never be knighted with those sloppy moves," a second Padawan mocked.
"Hey!" Caleb frowned. "I don't see you guys doing any better,"
"Yeah, because we're already the best!" The group laughed.
Caleb huffed and kept his lightsaber before stomping away from them. As soon as he was far enough, he let out a sigh and sat down beside a bush.
"Sloppy moves…" he muttered under his breath. "They have no idea how hard it is to do Form 3… All they're doing is Form 1…"
"Don't let them get to you, Padawan Dume,"
"GAH!" Caleb yelped and turned to the bush to see a hooded creature peeping from inside. "Wh-Who are you?!"
"Shh," the creature smiled, his sapphire blue eyes glowing in the darkness of his hood. "it's alright, young Caleb. You don't need to be scared. I'm a friend, and I need your help,"
"I… I don't have any friends," Caleb bit his bottom lip. "And… h-how can I help? I'm just a Padawan,"
"But I know that you're more than capable to help me," the creature held out his arm, which was covered by a dark brown long sleeve, and opened his palm to reveal a data chip. "I need you to deliver this message to the Jedi Council for me. I would go to the council myself if I could, but if I do, things might get a little… complicated. I trust the council, but I don't trust that this temple is private enough to discuss such things,"
"And you're trusting… me?" Caleb stared at the stranger suspiciously. "Is this some kind of trick?"
"Trust me, young Caleb," the creature spoke. "Let the Force guide you, and you'll know what to do,"
With that, the stranger disappeared into the bush. Caleb blinked in surprise and tried to search for him, but when he did, the inside of the bush was completely empty.
"Huh?!" He was dumbfounded. "How did he…?! Where did he…?!"
"Caleb!" A familiar voice cried out his name, and he turned to see Jedi Master Depa Billaba by the doorway.
"Coming, Master Billaba!" Caleb gave the bush one last glance before running towards his master.
The two met up at the doorway then they turned to walk through the hallway. As they did, Depa glanced down at her Padawan to see him clutching something in his hand.
"What is that, Caleb?"
"A… A data-chip, Master," Caleb sighed and opened his palm to show. "I… I got it from a stranger, who told me to give it to the council…"
"A stranger?" Depa stopped in her tracks, and she stared at the boy with worry. "He told you to give this chip to the Jedi Council?"
"Y-Yes, Master,"
"Did he ever said why?"
"No, Master," Caleb shook his head. "but I can sense that he is telling the truth. I just… don't know what's in the chip…"
"Did he tell you to deliver it directly to the council?"
"I think so, Master,"
"And… do you trust him, Caleb?"
"I… I do," Caleb gulped. "I can sense that he's telling the truth and that this message is urgent… but I… I'm not sure…"
"I see…" Depa slowly nodded. "We'll have to call a council meeting. Caleb, I want you to wait for me and the rest of the council at the door of the Council Room. Understood?"
"Yes, Master Billaba," Caleb bowed then as soon as his master left, he ran off to the Council Room as fast as he could.
X
"How sure are we to trust this stranger, Master Billaba?"
"We are unsure at the moment, Master Windu," Depa replied. "but the Force speaks only of the truth. Caleb himself can sense it,"
"Then why does the stranger not face the council himself?" Jedi Master Mace Windu frowned.
"I too don't know the reason, but whatever the message is, I am sure it is urgent,"
"Fine," Mace sighed. "I'll call the rest of the council to meet up in the Council Room,"
"Thank you, Master Windu," Depa gave a bow. "Caleb is already waiting for us with the data-chip,"
"Let us hope that the chip is not a Separist trap," Mace grumbled as they exited his quarters.
"I will get Master Unduli, Master Kenobi and the other Masters," Depa said before she rushed off.
"And I will call Master Yoda," Mace let out another sigh. "Hopefully he can make sense of all of this…"
X
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"I'm coming,"
Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi yawned as he got up, picking himself up from the chair he had sitting on to read one of the Jedi archives he had borrowed from the Library. He made it to the door and opened it.
"Master Billaba,"
"Master Kenobi," Depa spoke with a bow. "There is an urgent Jedi Council meeting that must be attended,"
"Of course…" Obi-Wan gave a tired smile to the female Jedi. "I will be there soon. Do you need assistance on calling the other members of the council?"
"No, I am alright, Master Kenobi," Depa waved him off then she turned away and left to call the other Jedi Masters.
Obi-Wan watched her leave then he took a sip of his daily kaff and set it down on his coffee table. He then combed his hair tidy before exiting his quarters and heading the Council Room. He was caught off-guard, however, when he saw young Caleb by the door, looking rather nervous as he fiddled with his Padawan braid.
"Padawan Dume?"
"Mm?" Caleb looked up, and he immediately paled, straightening himself up. "M-Master Kenobi!"
"Hello, Padawan Dume," Obi-Wan smiled down at the boy. "Are you waiting for Master Billaba?"
"A-And the rest of the Jedi Council, Master Kenobi," Caleb admitted. "I… a stranger requested me to deliver a data-chip to the Jedi Council with a message in it,"
Now, Obi-Wan was curious. Who in their right mind would trust a Padawan to deliver an urgent message to the Jedi Council? Why not a direct message?
"May I see the chip, young Padawan?"
"Okay," Caleb handed the data-chip to the Jedi Master, and Obi-Wan looked down at it with observance.
The data-chip was in the shape of a disk, thin and silver. There were tints of orange, purple and blue on the surface, along with symbols that Obi-Wan could easily encrypt.
[TOP SECRET]
'Top Secret…?' Obi-Wan was now concerned. How important and urgent was this message?
"Master Kenobi,"
Obi-Wan turned around to see Jedi Grand Master Yoda with Mace accompanying him.
"Master Yoda," Obi-Wan bowed at the elderly Jedi's presence then he acknowledged the other Jedi. "Master Windu,"
"Called the meeting, Master Billaba did," Yoda said. "An urgent message, a stranger had left. Know the stranger, do you?"
"No, apparently not," Obi-Wan shook his head. "but it seems that whoever it was trusted Padawan Dume more than anything,"
"What makes you say so, Master Kenobi?" Mace questioned.
"There are symbols encrypted on the chip, claiming it to be Top Secret,"
"Surprising, It is," Yoda commented with a nod before turning to the boy beside the door. "Know of the stranger's identity, you do, Padawan Dume?"
"All the stranger told me is that he's a friend, Master," Caleb replied, a little more nervous now, but that's natural for him whenever he talks to the Grand Master Jedi.
"Did he explain why he couldn't just face the council?" Mace asked.
"He… He said that things are complicated if he did…"
"Respect his decision, we should," Yoda told the Jedi Masters. "Discuss more of this later, we shall. Wait for the rest of the council, we must,"
"Of course, Master Yoda," Mace And Obi-Wan let out a sigh.
"Join us inside, you may, Padawan Dume," Yoda motioned to the boy. "Seen the stranger, you have. An eye witness, you are,"
"I… I barely saw him," Caleb warily said as they entered the Council Room the moment the doors opened. "He… He was wearing a hood…"
"But if he trusts you enough to deliver a message then it is only you he trusts to deliver a message from us to him," Mace spoke, taking his seat along with Yoda and Obi-Wan.
"Sit with me, you may," Yoda pointed to the spot in front of him.
"O… Okay, Master," Caleb nodded and walked over to sit right below the Grand Master Jedi.
X
It didn't take long for the Jedi Masters to assemble in the Council Room. Caleb shifted uncomfortably in his spot, staring at the floor as he listened to the Masters argue about whether to trust the stranger or not.
"That is enough!" Mace called out, prompting the arguing Masters to silence themselves. "We will not reach an agreement if we keep arguing like this!"
"Agree with Master Windu, I do," Yoda nodded with agreement. "Listen to the message, we must, before making a conclusion. Master Kenobi, start the message, will you?"
"Yes, Master Yoda," Obi-Wan stood up and set the chip in the device placed in the middle of the room.
A holo-video appeared, and a hologram of a hooded figure stood in the middle of the Council Room. It was a male, no doubt, with the body structure of a teenager (yet slightly slimmer and a little curvier than an ordinary male). Two strands of hair rested at the sides of his eyes as he stared straight at the council.
["Greetings, Jedi Council,"] the stranger spoke in a calm, lightly high-pitched voice. ["If you are hearing this message then I am glad that Caleb had delivered it. I know it confuses you as to who I am, why I only trusted Caleb to deliver the message, and why I won't face you in person. Honestly, I don't trust the privacy of the Jedi Temple, and what I am about to tell you all needs to stay in this room. Period."]
"Top secret, this message truly is," Yoda observed.
["You all are never going to believe me, but I am from the future,"] The Jedi Masters let out a gasp. ["Yes, I am from the future. Doesn't matter if you believe me or not, but it would explain on why I only trust Caleb to deliver the message, and no one else. Caleb, if you're hearing this, thank you. I trust you more than anything because in the future, you will be an amazing Jedi and an even better Jedi Master to not just one but 4 Padawans. Me being one of them."]
Caleb's eyes widened before he smiled, his cheeks flushing in pride. Depa was surprised by this, but before she was able to say anything, the message played by itself.
["As for who I am, that will be a secret until you know that I am trustworthy. For now, you may call me Specter 10. I will prove myself trustworthy, but I need to know that you will help me. Help me change your future, more than it's going to change already. In order to discuss this much further, I need to talk to at least 2 representatives of your council. Follow the coordinates attached to this chip and meet me there. Tonight. Please tell me your response through your own holo-message and send it through Caleb alone. I hope to hear from you all soon, and may the Force be with you. Specter 10 Out,"]
With that, the transmission ended, leaving the Jedi Masters in shock. Yoda looked unfazed, yet deep inside, just as surprised.
"This transmission can NOT be true!" Master Shaak Ti claimed.
"Are you doubting that my Padawan can ever be a Jedi Master?" Depa accused. "Or even a Jedi Knight?"
"Calm down, Master Billaba," Master Kit Fisto reassured her. "We don't doubt that your Padawan will graduate and may become a Jedi Master. It's the rest of the message that we doubt,"
"It is very hard to believe, but this stranger, Specter 10, seemed to be telling the truth," Master Ki-Adi Mundi spoke up.
"Master Yoda, what do you think of the message?" Master Plo Koon asked the Grand Master Jedi.
"Believe his words, I do," Yoda answered, standing up from his chair. "Caused a disturbance in the Force, his arrival had. Felt it late at night, I did. From the future, he is,"
"So… if what he is saying is true then who will meet up with him tonight?" Fisto questioned.
"I volunteer to meet up with this Specter 10," Obi-Wan stood up to volunteer.
"Agree with this, I do," Yoda nodded. "Master Windu, go with Master Kenobi, you will. Prepare to meet Specter 10, you both will,"
"Master, you still need to send a message back to Specter 10, right?" Caleb tilted his head questioningly.
"Right, you are, Padawan Dume," Yoda then turned towards the other Jedi Masters. "Master Billaba, Master Plo Koon, accompany Padawan Dume, you will. Rest of you, help me with the reply, you all will,"
"But, Master Yoda, Specter 10 had stated that he wanted Caleb to be alone when bringing the message," Depa opposed.
"Hide, you two will. Mask your presence, you two shall," Yoda suggested. "Leave Padawan Dume alone with the stranger, we should not. Risk his life, we cannot,"
"Of course, Master Yoda," Plo stood up and bowed.
"I will get the coordinates from the data-chip," Mace went towards the device and was able to separate the video from the coordinates. "Hmm…"
"Problem, is there, Master Windu?" Yoda looked over at the said-Jedi Master.
"Not a big concern, Master Yoda," Mace waved him off and got the coordinates in a separate disk. "Master Kenobi, we need to discuss the mission,"
"Of course, Master Windu," Obi-Wan nodded and followed after the other Jedi Master as they left the Council Room.
As soon as they left, the Jedi Masters began to help with the holo-video to reply to the holo-message. After the message had been recorded, Yoda turned to face the boy sitting below his chair.
"Be careful, you must, Padawan Dume," he warned. "Know this stranger, we do not. True, his words may be, but be cautious, you must,"
"Yes, Master Yoda," Caleb nodded then turned to leave with Depa and Plo following behind him.
X
A/N This feels short…
Gia: If THIS is short then I have no kriffing idea what is long
Me: Not this?
Gia: -_-
Me: Eh, anyway, just a note that Heron and Elvis are two of the next gen of the Ghost Crew. As for their parents, you'll soon see
Gia: See ya next chapter!