Memory of the Apprentice

by NoFear Phantom

The clone wars and Time travel. Guess who? It Galen, the Sith assassin. He has only the barest of memory and has awoken on the planet of Christophsis. Should he really care about the war? No. Should he care about the memories he has lost? Yes. (Starts episode 216, goes into the movie, then into the series)

2. The Blue Shadow's Escape

I don't own Star wars, it belongs to lucasarts, George lucas and Disney

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After so long, many months of research into the starwars lore, learning no more than maybe a tenth of the lore, and a few request for the next chapter and its finally here. I did not think this would get so many people interested so quickly. So a VERY BIG THANK YOU to those who reviewed, and those who have favourited and followed this story.

Before you begin though, some notes from me Nofear Phantom.

I have had a greater and closer look at the lore and history of the clone wars and I'm sad to say that it is a maze of encryptions to decipher and that the rest of the starwars world is harder than just the clone wars. In terms of how the story will play out when compared to the canon, it will be taking notes and pieces from the non-canon but will mostly follow the clone wars TV series. Why because it's easier to plan doing it that way. The non-canon will include comics, games, novels and the many pages of the Wookieepedia, therefore origins of some characters may not run the way the some people might know. It most cases I will probably try to mix the canon and non-canon materials.

As for OCs, I don't generally like writing them but due to the need of them (and yes there is a need when the universe your writing about is a whole galaxy), will be written where only necessary and most probably to keep a network of friends, allies and enemies only the next planet over from Galen. But I would like some help to get some feedback on how to write an original character.

That noted I do need a beta. Read the chapter and you won't doubt this, cause I'm sure I've made a few mistakes here and there.

Cross-overs from other series, I don't think so. I might bring up themes from other ones but I don't really see that happening.

Now enough of my comments and notes, read the next chapter.

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Chapter 2. The Blue Shadow's Escape.

Admiral Trench. General Loathsom. Christophsis. Jedi. Slavers. The Aldderan Senator. Clones. Droids. Coruscant. Him a spy? The memory of a dark fungal world and white armoured soldiers. His lightsaber. A blockade. The white crest of a Spider. Lord Tyranus. The force.

All of these things were what Galen had to work with to try and understand why he was a prisoner in small metal cell, chained to the ground. He could escape no doubt being that the chains were not energy enforced, but he decided to take moment to think about where he was and what was going on. Probably the best thing to do before he escaped so that he had an idea of where to go and what to do.

First, his earliest memories. What was the last thing he could remember? Where he was last and what was he doing?

He remembered it. A crater of crystal stone and earth that he was laying in. Not too bad a start. But it didn't help him. He was in the crater which was warm with pieces of it glowing in heat. His clothes he remembered were burnt and torn up back then as well. Why was he there? Why was it warm? Did he make it warm? Why did he wake up there? He tried to remember but all there was the awakening, the single memory and wondering where he was.

The memory of two men in shadow's demanding the presence of power and danger. Everything in his mind told him that they were not to be trusted. That they were his enemy. Enemies of a darker side and vision. But that was not enough to define them. Who were they? Were they the one's responsible for his memory lose? Were they there when he awoke in the crater? Galen knew he would have to search for such men when he got out of here.

That place must have been the place he lost his memory. It was probably the best place to start to try and understand how he had ended up here. There might be something there that could help him. A clue or mark left that could help Galen. He had to see it again. But how did he get from there to here? And where was there, the crater?

Someone found him and brought him here to Trench and Loathsom. Someone thought he was their enemy. Loathsom thought he was Spy. Trench and whoever brought him here thought he was Jedi. Galen remembered that Loathsom and Trench had said that it was slavers that had brought him here.

Who were these slavers? Where are they now? If he could find them too, it would be possible to find more answers to the questions he had. Like what they remember of finding him. What had happened there? They had to know something so they too were on his search list.

And Trench and Loathsom knew them, or at the very least someone working for them had made contact with these slavers. Who were Trench and Loathsom? What were they doing and what are their goals? There doing something that warranted an enemy known as the Jedi. It had something to do with the droids outside guarding Galen. What were those droid, why were they working for Loathsom and Trench? More to the point, why did Loathsom and Trench need Droids?

Whatever they were doing was probably big in some way, maybe not in size but in importance. That much was clear. There was a difference between how far something reaches and how important it is. Perhaps this was a small thing within one of the countries of the planet of christophsis.

No. That was wrong. The way they spoke of it and what they spoke about. They meant the whole planet of Christophsis. Trench was the Admiral of a blockade. And Galen at least had an idea of what a planet scale blockade was. A number of battle cruisers, a few kilometres in size, surrounding a planet with the fire power to turn a continent to hell's inferno within days. Whatever was happening on this planet were both big in size and importance.

But what was it? What was happening? The rumbles of explosions and the reports from the droids. Was it war?

Galen didn't remember any war but again he had no memory. Was that why he was torn up and burnt? Had he been caught in whatever was happening on Christophsis? He didn't remember. Just another reason to search the spot he last remembered.

But if it was a war, then Trench and Loathsom were on one side and the Jedi were on the other. What else had they spoken of regarding the two different sides of whatever was happening? From there treatment and intent of executing Galen, it meant they weren't friendlies to be trusted. A least for Galen. And anyone or anything that would affiliate with them was probably a threat to Galen too.

Lord Tyranus.

Loathsom had said those words. It had to be his superior that decided and controlled what happened and was to be done for Loathsom's side of this war. Who is Lord Tyranus? What does he represent? So many questions and no answers or memory of any of it. The name again meant nothing to Galen's damaged mind. But it might be worth remembering.

The side that was against Trench and Loathsom was to be considered too.

The Republic, the Clones, the Alderaan Senator and the Jedi. What were these entities? The Republic sounded like some political party, government or economy, meaning that whatever was happening revolved around some political unrest. Not Galen's concern really since he has not memory of any Republic. The Clones seemed to speak for themselves, meaning there is some type of clone soldiers opposing Loathsom's control of this city. He never heard of such a thing but hopefully it wouldn't matter. Clones of a soldier could be a problem.

Then there was the Alderaan Senator and Jedi. They were the most important pieces somehow. In Galen mind they had to be, despite himself not knowing why.

Particularly the Alderaan Senator. Between the two choices of words, the Alderaan senator actually sound like something he was familiar with. Who was this Senator? Why did it feel like this person's identity was central to his memory? It was on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't remember. He would have to search and find this person too. From what Loathsom said he was on Christophsis right now opposing him. That made things a little easier.

Then there was that word. Jedi.

It seemed to define every reason for why he was here. They thought Galen was a Jedi because he could use the force and wielded a lightsaber. Just what were Jedi? What do they do? Who are they and what do they represent?

But that begged the question of, was Galen a Jedi? He knew what the force was even when he couldn't remember why. He knew the lightsaber he owned was his just from its appearance, but why did he have it? Who was Galen before? It twisted Galen's head in thinking about it. Hell, he wasn't even so sure about he own name at this point.

'I need to calm myself. I'll think about it through the force.' His memory of himself was gone but his knowledge of the force was not. The force would guide him if he let it. It could reach deep into the back seeds of his mind and show him what he had forgotten. The force was not his enemy.

Galen did just that. He concentrated on the mystical and abundance existence of the force. Letting it seep into this body, his mind and his memory. And it started slow.

Galen face screwed frowning in some pain and irritation as the forces efforts were slowed by a narrowing and choking feeling. It was something in his mind. Something that felt like the force. He needed to focus deeper and forgot the world around him. Focus on the force and nothing else.

The world around him became dulled and slowed, the presence of the droid outside the cell and other prisoners that were as clear as day with the normal sense of the force started to fade. They were not the focus. They were not what Galen was searching for. It wasn't deep enough though.

He searched deeper in the mental constructs of his mind as the force gravitated towards other pulls and focus points of the force. It expanded from his room, through the building, through the city, through the region. Expanding and searching as Galen continued to struggle.

The more he focused on this inner most self the more he the force revealed the world to him as it searched for other focus points. Focus points that Galen knew, that he would needed to know. Or other points where others who were in mediation were searching for something. There was no one on the planet searching for anything with the force right now.

But that didn't mean Galen didn't feel the presences similar to his own. Force sensitives weak or strong, old or young were on the planet. To many to care about and none that Galen wanted to know about. His memory was his concern, not them.

The friction and isolation of his mind coned and trap the force painfully as Galen sweated trying to force his memory to reveal itself. He gripped his hands behind his back, the struggle threatening to take his focus.

"What's going on?" A droid outside asked as the blaster riffle it held floated out of its hands as the droids and even prisoners started to defy gravity.

Some of the droids started panicking trying to move through the air without success. Prisoners comprised of clones, christophsian military soldiers, moderately ranked civilians, enemies of the Separatist and slaves started to float or lose small pieces of equipment as Galen tried to remember. Some prisoners, like the droids, started panicking an echoed shouted from the metal cells.

"What's happening?"

"What are doing to us?"

"AHHH. Stop it."

While others who had met and interacted with Jedi quickly realised what was happening.

"This is the force?"

"A Jedi is here."

"We're saved "

"Oooh you're going to get it in a second now clankers."

Galen was cringing, struggling, having trouble breathing normally as the stress of it started to weigh down on him. The lights started to fade in and out and the walls of the cells started to shake and vibrate. The loud and vibrations of the thick metal started to scare even the prisoners that had though they going to be saved.

Senator...

What was happening in Galen's mind? It felt like it was sealed. Something was stopping Galen from remembering. It was the force. Or it felt like the force. Was it some sort of mental block? It could have been. No it was definitely the force. A mental block made from the force? That made no sense.

'What is happening? Something's stopping me.' Galen pondered to himself focusing all his effort to breaking whatever force was preventing him from remembering. He had to remember. He didn't know what he was doing here or what he suppose to do. Who was he?

A burst of force blasted in defining waves that froze sound and bended the metal cell around Galen as if a giant circle had tried to expand and ripe it apart. Lightning had sparked destroying the lights and shocking some of the buildings systems in Galen's cell. The sphere of force energy looked destructive and dangerous in the dark orbiting around him.

It actually hurt Galen remembering nothing more than a few snippets of his lost memory. His head rung like before when he had seen those two, sinister men in shadowed black. He fell forward hard with his body rigid. His head hit the metal floor in a bang, cutting his forehead as it hit the surface. He didn't break whatever block there was it his mind and didn't want to try it again. He could see he was not in the right mind or place to try it again. But it did scratch it to the point that he saw something.

There was grey wind and fog clouding, distorting and turning everything into a gas like images.

There was man in a grey noble, high society looking getup with a blue cape- like cloak over it. He had tanned skin, black hair and a small beard on his chin and under his nose. He looked peacefully enough and Galen instantly remembered him.

'Senator Bail Organa...'

The memory didn't end. Bail turned to smoke and ash as a new image appeared in the shape of a women. A beautiful women with white hair. She looked confident, dignified and reliable. Galen didn't know who she was. But he couldn't deny a feeling of attraction for and to her. No it was more than that. She was...she was...very important. Very precious. He wanted her.

But then she spoke in a serious and familiar tone. She knew him and was without a doubt connected to Galen. But still he couldn't remember.

"The fate of the Alliance rest with you. What are you going to do?" The image became more mist and gas like, fading slowly and yet too fast for Galen. "Will I ever see you again?"

It ended and all Galen could see was the ground made of melt and a warm, wet feeling going his forehead.

"Who was she?" Galen questioned aloud taking a second to himself getting back to his knees to wonder just that. The cut was only a minor annoyance.

"Hey you, what did you do?" A mechanical voice said over a speaker in the room. "What have you done to the cell? And you've hurt yourself." Galen looked up hearing it and could now hear the movements of the droids outside the cell.

Outside of the cell in corridor the battle droids were wondering the same looking at the cell door that had nearly blown itself off. With a dent that was 10 inches long pointing out there was no way the door would be able to slid up and open any more. The ones that lost their weapons quickly picked them up and the ones that had fallen to the ground when the forced stopped making them fly, picked themselves up.

"What the heck was that?" One droid asked. Galen's eyes widened hearing the droids words. The door must have be blown open enough for air and sound to travel through. Sure enough, Galen could make out a small bit of light coming from the sides of the sliding door that had changed shape.

Galen continued to listen in on the bickering of the droids. "Looks like some sort of explosion happened inside the prisoner's cell. Corridor Guards remain at your posts. Cell Guards assemble here, put your blaster to stun and prepare to fire." The droid said as it clicked the riffle to stun followed by many other clicks.

Galen frowned. He had to act now. He remembered Bail Organa being the Alderaan Senator and hopefully it was Bail and not a different Senator of Alderaan, knowing that there can be more than one Senator of a planet. Finding the Senator that was at the centre of this conflict would have to be the first thing to do when he got out. The speaking droid outside spoke and unknown to Galen pointed at another random droid. "You, see if will open." It commanded.

Galen then realised that because of his little accident using the force that the door probably wouldn't be able to open. He had a little more time to think. How was he going to find the Senator? Maybe one of the droids knew the direct to go. Or maybe there was organic person somewhere he could take hostage. Or even better a prisoner that worked on the opposing side of this conflict.

The droid that was suppose to open the door looked at the metal oval sticking out the door that now sealed it, before looking back. "But there's a Jedi in that cell." It responded, the emotions stimulation programming kicking into the droids mind. They needed to have some sense of self-preservation if they were going to be soldiers, hence the reason why the Separatists design the programming. It also prevented any possibly of a repeat of the events that happened on Naboo 10 years ago.

"Don't worry, we have you covered. And the Jedi doesn't have he's Lightsaber. Now press the button." The commanding Droid said as the all the droids then pointed there riffles at the door in a loud echo of mechanics. There was about 10 droids all pointing their weapons at the door, plus 4 at the 2 ends of the corridor. Making it a total of 18 droids down this cell block, almost appearing to be over kill. But the droids had come to fear the Jedi and tried their best not to risk anything with them. Poor things really.

'I forgot about my lightsaber. I have to find it before I leave. I may never come back here again.' Galen thought to himself belittling himself for forgetting something so important. 'I need time to find it. No, what I do?' Galen thought.

The droid looked tentatively at the opening button and back at the others droids, and back again. It quickly tapped it and nothing happened. It tapped it again. And again, before turning back to the Commander. "Umm, it's not working."

Galen's time was extended. Then he sighed at himself seeing there was an easy solution. He was in a prison, full of people wanting to get out. All he had to do was release all of them and he would be able to find allies to team up with and give him the time to search for his lightsaber. He'll just tell them he was a Jedi and use the force to get them out and fight the droids to prove his point. They would side with him if they thought that, right? Trench and Loathsom did.

"I kind of got that." The droid responded behind the door in sarcasm...somehow. It shook its head making a sound that sounded like a sigh, before placing its hand on the side of it face to use the internal com channel available and programmed into the droids. "Surveillance Tower, do have a visual of the prisoner in cell 145700?"

Galen couldn't hear what the droid on the other side of the communicator said but it took a second before the droids got a response. "Yes. The room appears to have sustained severe damage. Lights are out, the walls have caved in multiple places and the surveillance camera screens have been cracked and need to be replaced. Some of the floors systems have had to restart too and the prisoner appeared to have sustained an injury of some sort."

The droid stupidly responded aloud, not knowing Galen could hear it. "Roger Roger. The door to cell has also sustained damage and can no longer function. Send a Maintenance Droid down here to cut it open and a Medical droid to see to the prisoner's injury. And send some Super Battle droids down here to. We may need back up. Once the door is off we'll remove the prisoner and relocate him to a new cell. In the mean time, gas him for collection." The droid said back through the channel.

"That's going to take some time. The ventilation and pressure systems in that block need to reset. But if I reroute it to just that cell, it should only take about 3 minutes. Though, other systems other than lights will take some time to reset. Super Battle Droids should only be there in 5 minutes." It responded in the mind or programming of the droid, not needing to be said aloud in front of it to be heard.

'They're going to gas me! Alright time to leave.' Galen thought as he brought his hand over the lock on the chains behind his back. There was a click on the chains, releasing him and allowing Galen to look at his hands and smile.

"Hey, how did you get your chains off? Don't move from your position." The speaker in the cell said in response. Galen didn't move and nodded his head in response confident and hatching his own plan. "Very well. I won't move." He said hopping the droid heard him.

There was silence pause for a moment. "Oh. Good. Umm. Stay there." It said as a Galen again nodded resting his hands on his lap and closing his eyes. "Very well Sir." He said smiling and his eyes closed.

"Sir? Oh, thank you. If only all you prisoners did what we told you to do." It responded before speaking over the corridor speaker. "Cell Guards be advised prisoner from cell 145700 is free from his biddings but has complied to remain still." The droid all looked at each other.

"Well that good then." One said.

Another agreed. "That's nice. None of the other prisoners ever listen to us."

The commander actually knew it wouldn't be that easy. "You idiots, that's a Jedi in there and- " It stopped talking half way through to realise that the blaster rifle in its hand was moving on its own. It was still in its hands but that didn't make the droid taking its hands off. Then all the droids starting moving with the direction of their rifle's too.

The commander looked at it closer, inspecting the weapon. "What th—"click!

All rifles then switched off stun to blaster in another echo of clicks and lights on the blasters. The same happened with the droids that the end of corridor.

Then the commander realised what was happening, looking down at its rifle it saw it was pointed at another droid.

"Oh n—"bang

bang bang bang bang

bang bang bang bang

bang bang bang bang

The corridor erupted in red laser fire and blasts as the droid weapons automatically started shooting and firing on their own. Then it went silent and the corridor was full of smoking droids lying on the ground. The surveillance droids watching at the top the building went silent seeing this.

'This is too easy.' Galen thought rising to his feet and opening his eyes. He probably wouldn't be able to do such a thing on the battlefield but having time to focus and sense the enemy behind a sealed door gave him plenty of time to focus the force with precision and accuracy.

An instant later the droid speaker went off with orders and commands. "All droids on basement level 14, assemble to Cell Block 5. The Jedi prisoner from cell 145700 is free from his bidding and is attempting to escape. Stop him should he leave his cell." It commanded as the march of droids was heard coming from the building.

Galen raised his hands and tried to map out the area he was in using the force. 'This entire floor is a square with 5 Cell Blocks in a row connected by 2 single corridors on the sides. They lead to one end and a lift. If I'm not mistaken from that announcement this is 14 levels underground. This may not be as easy as I thought.' He pondered thinking of the entire floor from a bird's eye view as a square-ladder shape with his cell on the furthest side from the lift. Then a strange sound screeched and green gas started to fill the room. They were planning to knock him unconscious. Time was moving fast.

Smart but not enough. Using the force Galen kept the gas away from him in bubble as he approached the door. The gas would be a problem if he inhaled it but he was sure he could hold his breath too if needed. He closed his eyes again not needing them to hear and sense the group of droids running and clanking down the hallways. He waited and used to the force to feel the locations of the other cells. He was at the centre, 4 cells down from the left side and 5 cells down from right side. There was also a cell directly in front of him.

This meant that there were 20 cells down this cell block and since there were 5 cells Blocks on this level that meant that the entire level could hold 100 people or more depending on how many people you put in the cells.

A shuddered shook all the cells in Galen's cell block and Galen frowned. 'Only the ones down this Block? Ok.' He thought and reached out with the force and nothing else. He didn't blast off the door off. Yet.

He waited a little longer, still maintaining the bubble. He again needed time and focus for this part of his plan, which he surprisingly had thought through. The only thing that was taking his focus was the small amount of blood running down his forehead but again he ignored it.

Soon enough there was triple the amount of droids outside filling up the entire cell block. A maintenance droid made them part ways approaching the damaged cell with a buzzsaw. "Cut it open." A super battle Droid commanded pointing his wrist blaster at the door, followed by the clanking of the other 20 odd droids.

The sound of metal cutting and sparks lighted the block, took away the sounds of the other cell doors shaking, bending and tearing from their sockets. The maintenance droid wasn't even half near cutting through when Galen's cell door started to bend and implode on itself in a screeching sound.

All droids spoke and looked at each other before looking at the other cell doors that all imploded out of the door sockets and simply floated in the door frames.

"What is this?" The super battle droid questioned not realising what was around them.

20 metal door frames bigger than them and the same weight as them floated and surrounded droids in this block.

Galen smirked with his eyes closed and made a quick and solid pushing motion with his hands.

The droids were trapped and crushed from the sudden swift slams of metal doors flying from all directions, crushing and tearing them apart. The impacting metal rushed into the faces of the droids and slamming them against other flying doors or walls. The walls were torn and electrical sparks went off throughout the block.

With a quick flick of his wrist Galen clamped the metal gas holes shut, not wanting any more to fill up the level.

Galen stepped out to the mess, taking a second to inspect the droids and scrape metal he had made before he lifted 4 of the metal doors to the ends of the block with the force to somewhat block the two ends from approaching droid. He would worry about the physical appearance of the droids later. "If you want to escape, this is your best chance." He lightly shouted to the cells he had opened. "Grab their weapons. If you don't grab a weapon, don't bother coming out." He continued for one not wanting to save people who weren't ready to fight their way out. Patience wasn't his best side truthfully and he wasn't saving them for them. He was escaping for himself, as would any of them. He didn't come here willingly after all.

Still focusing on the force he lowered his hands to grab 2 Blaster rifles for each hand. He could still use the force without motion, so the make-shift shields he had at the ends of the block didn't fall remaining floating metal shields.

Looking at the prisoners leave, there weren't a lot of them and many of the cells were empty. Some had dark skin with white hair wearing what looked like military uniforms. Others looked really different clearly not looking human, and more than some wore white armour and helmets.

One of them approached Galen holding one of droid blaster rifle. "Thank you Sir, for freeing us. I thought for sure we were going to be executed." Galen didn't respond as the trooper stared at him see the hesitation. "Something wrong Sir. I'm afraid I don't know who you are. But you're the Jedi who was sent by the republic, right?" He questioned.

Galen froze. The armour this man was wearing looked too much like the armour soldiers from his memory. Did that mean the memory he had was of this possible war occurring on the planet? He shook his head. He shouldn't ponder such things right now. He had to focus on getting out.

"Sorry. Yes I am the Jedi that was sent to rescue you. Unfortunately I was captured." Galen said lying, but lying for the right reasons. They were all equals at this point anyway. "My name is Galen. I'd like to learn everybody's but I don't think I have time to. They're coming." Galen said.

"What do we do General?" The trooper asked again as the sound of metal footsteps came from both ends of the block.

Galen looked at him again confused. 'General?' He thought before shaking it off. "Anyone with a gun, positions yourself at the two ends and fire. The elevator is straight down those corridors. Carry as many weapons as you can. We're going to have to fight our way out." Galen shouted suddenly commanding this escape operation.

The Clone troopers and Christophsisan Military personals quickly ran to the ends as the shields Galen held up turned. The one of the right turning left, the on the left turning right. A lot of the prisoners who weren't soldier were hesitant standing in the cell block dumbfounded that they were trying to escape.

"Any prisoner trying to escape is to be shot. Open fire." A droid shouted as more droids pooled at elevator entrance, moving down the corridor connecting the 5 cell blocks. Red laser fire blasted down the hall hitting the metal shields and some even going passed Galen sights.

He frowned and made a quick and rather violent movement with his hands, causing the shields to fly quickly down the corridor, pass the other 4 cell blocks and slam into the droids who could do nothing to stop them.

Galen started running to the end of block for the corridor. "Move up and take cover in the next Cell Block!" Galen shouted as everything in that had been freed quickly ran around the bend and in to next set of cells. Galen followed as some of the freed prisoners started firing at the downed and confused droids, lower their numbers.

He did the same pointing and firing the two blasters, hitting a few of the moving droids. It wasn't his usual weapon but he could adapt. He focused on the force and made a few more metal doors turn to shields as they blocked the path to cell block 4 and 5 now. Only 3 more cell block to get pass.

"Get those cells open! We're going to need more help. Give them a weapon." He shouted as they would need more help. The troopers quickly ran and pressed the buttons but the doors didn't open. "What's going on? Why won't it open?" The clone asked as the shooting of lasers from the droids started again. Some freed prisons firing back through the side gaps of the metal shields, firing low from the ground and making sure they weren't in the line of fire.

"They activated the emergency lockdown. All the cells have been locked." An insect looking creature said being one of the escaping prisoners. He was green with a thin body and exoskeleton, and only had 4 limbs unlike some other insect sentients. His eyes were completely black and large.

"How do you know that?" A clone shouted back as Galen listened in, still somehow focusing on conversation while keeping the metal shields up.

"I'm Sinect. I was the Chief of Military Engineering of Christophsis before this war broke out. I know all the inner working of this prison, and many of Christophsis's military facilities." Sinect said as the more shooting start happening and the sound of more droids coming. "There is a floor control panel on the next bend between Cell Block 3 and 4. Get me to it, protect me and I can manually release all the prisoners should they cut the power. We must hurry before they activated the gas or shock systems to knock us out." He pleaded the rifle held tight in his insect hands.

One of the Christophsisan Soldier firing a rifle at the edge of the block turned around to speak. "You're a Verpine technologist for starships. You'll get there and won't know what to do!" He shouted back in more distrust than was warranted. "Master Jedi, just tear all the doors down like you did for us!" He shouted before turning back around trying to shoot the droids on the other side of the shield.

Galen shook his head. "I can't. I need time and focus to do that. I need to keep those shields up and blocking the corridor." Galen responded frowning. He had to act. "All of you go down the right side and don't stop firing. I won't be able to protect you from that side." He started as they all looked at him uncertain but complied.

Galen turned to the insect Verpine, Sinect. "You and me are going down the left, right now!" He shouted to Sinect as he forced the shields down both corridors again causing the droids to stubble back in a pile of metal. They quickly ran and Galen focused to pull a few more doors from the cell block 5, down and in front of himself and Sinect to protect them as they approached the screen of a computer panel. Galen fired the rifles and hitting 2 battle droids before a super battle droid managed get up and shot one of the rifles out of his hand in a sting.

All the other prisoners ran for the right side and fired their blasters like madmen not wanting to give the droids a chance to attack. The right corridor became a massacre for the droids. Together without being divided between the 2 open sides of the block, the prisoners had a great chance of over powering the droids from the single side.

Sinect managed to open the side of the computer and started working on overriding the system before the lights went out and the entire the floor went black. There was no light for anyone to see the droids but the droids were equipped with night vision and could see clearly. They fired back being soulless and cold without hesitation or fear.

"AH!" Shouted prisoners being shot, as blaster fire started again from the right side, the droids didn't give way. The prisoner's chances of holding and taking that side were slim in the dark and blind.

"I need some light. I can't see." Sinect said as he needed to be able to see the cables within the walls connected to the computer. Galen was able to peer over from the shield protecting him. He couldn't see well in the dark but for an instant thanks to the red lasers flying about he saw a threat. A massive, built and sturdy looking droid approaching with a cannon for a hand?

It was a rocket launcher equipped Super battle droid and it fired a white, flying rocket straight at the metal shield. The force announced its danger as Galen force pushed the shield he had hard and fast as a rocket flew straight at it. The metal was torn apart in the white and red explosion that flooded light in the cell blocks for that moment.

Every one stopped firing. The ash and smoke from the explosion blinding the droids on Galens side and all the prisoners hiding from the droids on the right side. It was dark, empty, and silent considering the droids continued walking. They were cautious though as even the droids knew it was too silent. It was like the calm before the storm.

And it was a storm beginning with a roaring human growl. "RRRRAAAAAHHHHH!"

Blue lightning and electricity arced and danced in the dark surrounding a humanoid form, storming forward was a volley, lightning storm that took up the whole leftside. The droids on Galen's side didn't stand a chance as they exploded into frying fire and metal. The human roar of the being everyone thought was Jedi was heard in the dark shadows that went blue with light and spread everywhere sparing nothing in its path.

'I am not messing around!' Galen thought as he focused on only the fight and need to get out. The force was brimming from him as he used it to dash at speeds that were hard for the human eye to keep up with. The blue lightning coming from his hands spread and sprayed everywhere he ran pass the scraped droid, pass the elevator and appeared behind the droids on the rightside. The lightning sparking and bouncing of the walls menacingly.

The droids could see the blue light shining in the shadows behind them and went to turn. But Galen was too quick as he rained force lightning on them and ran at them, punch, kicking and pulling them apart with an orbiting shield of lighting surrounding him in a sphere. His grunts and roars of fighting and annihilating them scared the prisoners who watch. Now seeing how dangerous this man was.

Galen didn't have the appearance of strength or power looking as thin as a whip. And true to his appearance he was swift, smooth and accurate with the form of an assassin. But with the force literally enforcing and empowering his physical prowess it didn't matter. He was a power-house and high stamina beast that could fight on for days against vast numbers. He wasn't patient either and didn't like to be treated as a fool. He had a habit of grunting loudly like beast further giving him the image of an unstoppable monster. And there was very little Galen feared or was weary of. Galen didn't know this about himself, but his body knew how he fought and who he was. Its instincts and natural ways connected with the force with ease.

It was over quickly, the sound of droids moving ended.

The lightning stopped and focused to just Galen's hands as the blue light shadowed and mixed with the darkness of the cell blocks. Without light it made him appear freighting to the former prisoners staring at him. The small cut and blood on his forehead was like the cherry on top, being his only injury. The blue shadow that had freed them with a rampage upon their enemy.

The lights went back on the Galen stopped focusing the force lightning in his palms. Then all the cells doors slide open freeing the prisoners being held.

"I got the lights back on, managed to release the prisoners and shut down the gas, shock, camera and elevator systems controls on this and all the floors above us!" Sinect called running to them his footsteps loud on the metal surround face. He hopped and jumped over the droids and of the walls like the insect he was, still clenching the rifle in his hands. He approached Galen. "Master Jedi. I've rigged the systems so they won't be able to turn the power off on this level again. Those droids don't know how to operate Christophisan technology so we have maybe 10 to 15 minutes before they figure it out! But I can control the elevator from here meaning we can go up whenever you're ready." He said enthusiastically and surprising Galen. It shouldn't have been that easy to control the entire prison from the bottom basement, yet this insectoid did it.

Galen nodded and looked up to see all the prisoners on floor leaving there cells, some looking confused while others were cheering. They all quickly went about picking and wielding weapons that weren't connected to droids. The clone troopers were all talking and looking at Galen in discussion.

One of the clone troopers then approached Galen, taking his helmet of and staring at him curiously.

"I'm assuming you're the highest authority?" Galen questioned finding the way the clone was looking at him strange.

The clone had its reasons. "General, how did you use that lightning?" He asked frowning. It almost like he was surprised by the lightning. Was he that strange for using lightning?

Galen didn't think it was that out of the ordinary, it felt so natural. But reflecting on it, Galen realised that he couldn't remember how had learnt it or if it was a normal thing. He responded with a shrug not really wanting to answers questions about himself that he wasn't even sure about. "Jedi trick. Not an easy one." He answered firmly hoping that was all and that the trooper would accept it. He did do it by using the force anyway so it was a force trick.

"Really Sir. Then that is impressive. I've only heard rumours of one other...former Jedi who could create lightning, and he isn't the most liked person." The clone answered back appearing to analysis Galen. The clone had reason to be cautious, what with the rumours surrounding Dooku's abilities. He wasn't the only one cautious after that display either, the other clones that had witnessed it becoming cautious.

Galen saw this too, but now was not the time to focus on anything else other than escaping. "What's your name?" Galen asked wanting to brush it all to the side for now.

"CT-16-3576. Or Reload, Sir." The Clone answered squinting.

"Reload ?" He said aloud finding it a strange name but shook his head to not worry about it. "Whatever, we'll talk about explanations later. Let's focus on escaping now." Galen argued to which Reload nodded slowly. Galen diverted his attention to the new group that had formed from the unsealed cells.

Many clone troopers in white armour and many dark skinned people in matching Christophsis Military uniforms. Like Sinect there were other Verpine insectoids wearing what looked like engineering gear. A few Humans, Twi Liek's and Rodians wearing rather normal, and perhaps poor and rugged clothing. Then there were the weird and unique ones.

"It's good to see you in one piece Sinect." One of the weirdest ones said getting a nod from Sinect as it approached Galen, Reload and Sinect. It then looked at Galen. "You're the one who freed us?" He asked. He looked like a he. And did address Galen with some respect but there was a tone of superiority to him.

His appearance was terrifying looking like a walking human skeleton that was actually a hard, pale skin. He also had deep sunken black eyes that Galen could hardly see. He wore a black and blue thick robe that looked heavy and covered most his body.

Galen's eyes drifted quickly to Reload's, making eye contact with the clone before he looked back and nodded. "Yes, but I'm not sure for how much longer." Galen answered looking at the 3 others of the same species behind the speaking one.

The creature took a glaring stance judging Galen. "My name is Osseus, Cheif of Global Astrogation Systems and Sensors on Christophsis. Can you find a seven digit number which describes itself?" He asked randomly.

"Excuse me?" Galen asked bluntly confused.

Reload looked at Osseus with a screwed face. "What?" He asked.

"Osseus.." Sinect mumbled.

Osseus sighed in disappointment. "The first digit is the number of zeros in the number. The second digit is the number of ones in the number and so on. Can you give me an answer or not?" He asked with some arrogance.

Galen shook his head. "We're trap in prison full of droids that are going to kill us. I don't have time for riddles." He said turning to walk away as a Christophsian Soldier approached the group.

"Don't worry about the Givin Astrogators. Their species usual greets people with Quadratic equations. We're fortunate that the Givin on our world now realise that most common people do not possess such intellect." He said smiling as Osseus grimaced loudly.

Reload frowned. "Givin? I know your kind. Your planet and people sided with the Separatists." He said with a snarl. "Been supplying them with Astronavigations and Starships."

Osseus grumbled. "My home world actions do not reflect my species as a whole. You judge me for this yet you're fine with the former slaves behind us who we're enslaved by you Christophisans." Osseus said out loud pointing at the military soldier getting mixed reactions from the people around him.

The soldier speaking to Galen shook his head before shaking Galen's hand. "Thank you Master Jedi for freeing us. I'm Dov Rench. I was a Sergeant in the Christophsis Military. I am at your service as are the men." He said gesturing to the Soldiers with dark skin and white hair.

"Thanks. It's good to know." Galen said thankful for it but unsure if they would be able to get out. 14 levels underground and it was a hell of a fight just getting through this floor. 13 more til they reached the surface and no doubt on the ground floor there would too many droids to fight with the numbers they had. It wouldn't be safe or smart to go straight up to the ground floor and start fighting.

Not only that but the whole place was too small and compacted. No place to run if they started to lose.

"What do you want to do General?" Reload asked as everyone present looked to Galen wondering what he was going to say.

"Why the hell should we do anything that guy says?" A man the same species as Loathsom asked, his blue and monsterous body easy to identify as the same as Loathsom's. "You Jedi aren't the most trustworthy people. Always lying for you own gain." He shouted as many of the people who weren't part of a government or military group started mumbling lowly to each other.

Dov frowned in some anger. "You have no say in this Degra! You're an actual prisoner in this facility and the only reason you're free is because of we need you to help us get out." He said as Degra pointed his gun at Dov and several other former prisoners that had been freed pointed their weapons at the clones and christophisans. The clones and christophisans responded likewise. The Verpine, Givin and former slaves did nothing other than slowly back away.

Degra saw this and sneered speaking to the slaves. "You slaves really going to let these people control you again." He started getting a few questioning looks from the former slaves. "You should all listen to my plan."

The clones and Dov then started arguing with the criminal prisoners over what they should do, leaving Galen completely out of the conversation. He looked at Sinect wondering what the insectoid knew only to see him watching with a thoughtful expression. At least Galen though it was. Wasn't easy to read the face of an insect.

Galen frowned and whispered in Sinect's ear, Sinect being the only one who seemed to be on his side and the only one that he knew was from the planet. "Slaves?" He asked in a whisper.

Sinect turned and whispered back. "You don't know? Though that is not surprising. The Oligarchy of Christophsis has a secret slave labour system in its higher society. Publicly there are no slaves, but unofficially not so much."

"Then why have they been imprisoned?"Galen asked as imprisoning the slaves of the nobles of the planet would be pointless.

"When the Separatists invaded, the elitists and high council government of the Christophsis abandoned the planet. All the members were Christophisans, most of whom had their own slaves." Sinect started. "The slaves were found in the estates and imprisoned for simply being in the wrong place at wrong time."

Galen stared at Sinect confused. "Then why are you still here?" He asked. If Sinect was Chief of Engineering, why didn't he go with the high borne and officials?

Sinect frowned as much as an insect could. "...The Separatists still had to..."protect" the highest powers and authorities on the Christophsis. The Oligarchy of Christophsis is a Humanocentric organisation." Sinect mumbled lowly, obvious to Galen that he was hurt by the thought of human dominance resulting in him been left behind and imprisoned. "Myself and Osseus were among those that didn't abandon the planet or weren't part of the evacuation group, so we were some of the remaining highest powers." Sinect answered.

Galen put on a thoughtful face. "They left you because you're not a Christophisan? Bit of a racist government." The dark Jedi noted lightly.

Sinect shrugged. "Maybe, but it's more of a labour and merchant government. Everything revolves around money and the mining industry. It's the reason why Christophsis was invaded. Slavery here is actually a dying business and most slaves are more like employees that simply live in your home without explosives implanted in them and without pay for their work."

Galen shook his head. Not entirely because he was against the system that was in place. On one hand, he could see how the humanocentric and slavery system were wrong and probably a crime to some worlds, but on the other hand he didn't care. He had his own problems to deal with right now. Who was he to the say the galaxy didn't run on slave labour? He didn't have much of a memory to work with anyway.

But at least it explained why slavers were on the planet. So there was no doubt that Galen could have been captured by them in the state he was in. It would probably make things easy too, saying that slavery was a well known thing meant that there would be many sources and informants to be dealt with. He would find the slavers that handed him over to Trench and Loathsom.

"Who are you really?" Sinect asked suddenly and lowly, no one but Galen hearing him. And he thought he was hiding his identity well. So much for that. "A Jedi wouldn't lack so much knowledge of the people he is helping. At least that's my impression." Sinect noted believing it strange that Galen didn't know this.

Galen paused before sighing and whispering back. "I'll tell you when we get out. But I'm not with these Separatists and I actually came to this planet looking for the Senator of Aldraan." Galen answered lying and telling the truth at the same time. It worked as Sinect believed the vague answer nodding.

"How well do you know this prison?" Galen questioned him further as there was truly no time for talk. They all needed a way out and if Sinect knew it, then maybe he could get them out.

The insectoid nodded. "General Whorm Loathsom took it as one of his headquarters. It was already a high security facility and the prison wasn't even half full when they invaded, meaning they had plenty of space to work with. Crime on our planet is actually quite low." He said explaining the prison strategic value. "Plus it meant that Loathsom could take Hostages and use them as bargaining chips or means of instilling fear to the public." He finished with some worry.

Galen nodded and made a quick look around. "I don't suppose there's a staircase somewhere here." He asked hopeful.

Sinect answered for him. "On Basement Level 10. Four levels above us. Prisoners on the levels lower were high priority prisoners. Suppose to never leave."

Galen smiled sarcastically. "That's fantastic. And this Degra?" He noted looking at the blue alien arguing with the Dov and Reload, all the while pointing a gun at them.

"I know the story." Sinect said. "Imprisoned for kidnapping, murder and Illegal and inhuman consumption."

That had Galen's attention. "Illegal consumption?" He repeated.

Sinect nodded. "Cannibalistic acts towards other sentient species, including his own." Despite the disturbing nature of it, it was actually a well known fact that some sentient species consumed other sentient species. The hutts for one were known for such repulsive acts, consuming their enemies to strike fear or simple to try the taste. It was heavily frowned upon but much like many other crimes and taboos, the universe was simply too big to stop it all.

"Damn all of you!" Degra shouted in a rage. "I'm not about to fight my way out of this prison just so you can imprison me again." He continued shouting about ready to start shooting.

Galen looked at him and by appearance this Degra person looked similar to Loathsom. But they were very different. Whorm Loathsom was cunning and respectable, a symbol of enforcing power and leadership. Worthy of the rank of General. Degra was animalistic just looking at him. His body was jumpy and heaving with muscle and from his breath. There was a wilder look in his eyes searching for dominance, that and the drool coming from his teeth sticking out of his mouth made him look like a savage.

Galen couldn't deny this. Degra was dangerous but nowhere near as dangerous as Whorm Loathsom. Galen couldn't believe he had compared the two.

Galen interrupted them, waltzing over in a stride. "You will help us." Galen growled. "If you don't, you'll be killed." He said in quickly and silent whisper. Dov, Reload and a few other soldiers of war picked up on the serious and impatience of Galen. It wasn't a threat though.

Degra took it a threat though, but smiled see the confidence of the Jedi radiate from Galen. "Please Master Jedi killing isn't in your code, so you can't threaten me." Degra shouted back confident and smirking. "And besides what's to stop us killing you for the Droids. I'm sure General Loathsom wouldn't mind a few-AKKCHCH." Degra couldn't breathe as he felt a tight grip surround his neck and lift him of the ground.

Galen frowned and glared holding his hand up using a force chock and grip on Degra. He made a twitch off one finger and Degra's entire body flew straight towards Galen, faster than anyone was ready for.

"Woah!" One the clone said as the blue alien's body went flying pass him only to suddenly stop inches from Galen who wouldn't have any of it.

"ACKKCKSHSH." Degra tried to grab whatever was around his neck to release the choke, all the while choking his voice out, failing to speak.

"You don't know the type of person I am." Galen said softly and dangerously. "Don't assume that you know me. I'm not above killing you and all the other criminals here." He continued, in that sentence making eye contact with every criminal that was watching, making them flinch. "We're escaping this place one way or another. So will you help us or not?" Galen said softly again.

"ACKKAA." Degra tried to speak saying only a loud grunt as his desperation became clearer.

Galen continued glaring into the blue alien's eyes, impassively. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you." He said not convinced still holding him.

"ACHHCAHHHSASK!" Degra grunted in despair trying to break free as his body kicked and flailed, on its last breath.

Again Galen didn't give way. "You're going to have to speak up, I don't understand you." Galen was not a patience man perhaps a testament to his age, and his did not like the idea of trusting someone who would most probably betray him. He couldn't remember why he was like this but he still wasn't convinced.

"AHCHASPLAAESCEeeesssaac..." Degra's words became slower and lighter as his body slowly stopped moving.

Reload had had enough. "General stop." He said seeing that Galen could actually kill him if he held any longer.

Galen ignored Reload but understood the last word Degra said. "Please?" He repeated as the blue alien's begging was evident. Galen's frown deepened. "Know that I don't take pleasure in doing this..." He finished darkly before releasing Degra.

"GASPPPSS!" Degra could a deep breath of relief massaging his throat.

Galen gave a menacing glare to Degra and the other former prisoners. "You betray us. Betray anyone here, and I will not hesitate. Just give me a reason." Galen growled before pointing to the rest of the criminals easily telling them from the rest. "That goes for the rest of you criminals as well."

Galen turned to the former slaves who too flinched, having been intimated by Galen. "I know that the clones and military of Christophsis are with me but you slaves, you're free to choose." He said calming, softer and in a more understand tone. "I won't force you to fight. But if you do choose fight, know that I will do what I can to protect you. Sinect?" Galen continued.

"Yes."

Galen had an idea. "Can you control the light controls on the levels above us?"

"Um, yes. I can do that." Sinect answered.

"And where would Loathsom's room be in this prison?" Galen continued, needing to know where Loathsom's room was to find his lightsaber.

Sinect stared into space thinking about it. "Probably the wardens office on the 3rd floor, above ground level." He answered.

"You think he has records of all his dealings there to?" Galen asked wanting to make the most of his time here. There was no way he'd ever come back here.

"Most probably." Sinect answered again.

Galen gave a small smirk before turning to his troops. "Reload, Dov. I've got a plan."

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A Jedi on Christophsis? Now of all times? There were so many questions and ways of interpreting this revelation.

Dooku thought it impossible, raising the question of why and how did a Jedi hide on a world or infiltrate a world he had control of? He foresaw nothing of a future in which a Jedi would sneak on Christophsis. There was no action or talk of a spy or infiltration mission occurring within the Republic from his masters reports. The Jedi had suggested nothing and had given away no thought of doing anything as...deceitful as this.

If the Jedi in Loathsom's custody was sent by the council, then why did they not inform the Republic? Why not inform the Supreme Chancellor? As much as the clone wars had changed their ways, this was a change that was completely unforseen. The events with the high rank Jedi assigning Master Quin Vos as a spy against Dooku was indeed a deceitful thing to do. But Dooku had foreseen this treachery, it while being a good idea was a predictable one. Even if Dooku couldn't sense the possibilities of the future, he knew he was in control of things. Master Windu, Yoda and Tholme's minds combined would not be enough.

So why was this happening?

No. It didn't matter. It may have been an unknown but that just meant that Dooku would have to play the game a little more seriously. This was war and those who could not adapt to the unforseen, quickly enough would die in its wake.

He needed to contact General Loathsom and find what he could about this Jedi. Christophsis would soon be a vital part of the Separates plan to dominant the outer rim. He could not afford to lose it too soon, if not at all.

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"Dam these clones and Christophisans. Becoming nothing more than an annoyance!" Loathsom barked inside the AAT as he fired and destroyed another turret and 5 more clones. The loud and large laser cannon of the assault tank could fire shells strong enough to bring a tower down.

From the other side of the enemy lines, a row of clones with rocket launchers lined up to fire on Loathsom's tank. "All troops fire!" A clone shouted as 3 rockets went flying towards the Separatists General's tank from near 150 metres away.

Loathsom saw it on the monitor and shook his head. "Not enough." He noted as he fired the secondary lasers on the AAT, shooting all 3 rockets out of the sky destroying them before they did anything. Without missing a beat he fired the main cannon and killed the squad of clone trying to kill him.

General Whorm Loathsom was a specialist with heavy ground transports and vehicles, the AAT and NR-N99 tanks in the Separatist army were his favourite to use, and in particular when he got into pilot seat of the AAT he became a threat that even Jedi would struggle with on the battlefield.

Loathsom didn't know what it was but piloting an AAT was his cup of tea, being able to pilot and control one completely on his own. And usually it took 4 to 3 persons to control one of them.

Before the War he had been a sell sword mercenary, operating heavy vehicles and machines for civil wars on different worlds. After a few years Loathsom developed communication skills and political power in the wake of his exploits. Pretty soon his home world begged his return wanting him to be a military negotiator and leader. Which he accepted, with the rule that he would be allow to continue his mercenary work when the work came. And it did in the form of the Retail Caucus, a financial institution that worked with the public trade and consumption market.

Joining them lead Loathsom to meet a certain man years before the Clone Wars. Coming to the Clone Wars, some organisations from his homeworld and the Retail Caucus joined the Confederacy of Independent Systems. The Retail Caucus becoming a militarised organisation over night. While Loathsom's certain connection in the CIS got him the position of General.

Outside of his AAT, 100 upon 100 shots of lasers flew through the air, burning, incinerating and exploding around a battlefield that was once large city formed inside of crystal structures. Over 300 battle droids and little over 100 clone and Christophsis resistance fought it out in a fire fight of blasters and lasers.

It was a walk in the park for the General in his tank.

BEP. BEP.

Loathsom raised an eyebrow hearing his communications go off. More annoyances no doubt. He answered without thinking, slowing retreating his tank while doing so. He kept by his side a group of NR-N99 tanks which moved up to a take his position firing on the Republic forces.

A hologram came forth in the form of Count Dooku, impatient as ever. "General Loathsom." He said addressing the Kerkoiden Leader.

So the certain man he met a few years ago before the clone wars was Count Dooku. But instead of calling him by his name, Loathsom answered to the name Dooku had introduce himself as in the underworld. "Lord Tyranus. To what do I own the pleasure?" General Loathsom asked calmly.

Dooku squinted. "I hope I am not troubling you, but do not call me by that name." He said darkly having told Loathsom times to stop addressing him as such. All of Dooku's close business deals and agreements had been made prior to the clones wars, and doing so under his own name wouldn't do. Loathsom didn't even know why Dooku went by that name, so never saw it as a problem.

He nodded. "Sorry Count Dooku. Force of habit after years of calling you that-AHCHCSK." He was silenced from the simple irritated look of Dooku, the forces presence making itself known to the General. He clawed at his throat in response.

Dooku frowned. "Get rid of the habit than. I do not ask much of you other than that." He said deeply before releasing Loathsom. He could not stand that Loathsom would address him as Tyranus after explaining is reasons why he didn't wish it. Someone like Jango Fett knew that and it would have been a great help to Dooku if the Bounty Hunter had lived beyond the first battle of the clone wars.

"Ach. Forgive me Count. I forgot myself." Loathsom said massaging his throat, tiring to get some relief. He glared at Dooku. "I am only in the middle of a battle." He commented sarcastically.

Dooku grinned slyly and darkly. There weren't many people he liked in the Separatists factions, many of them coming of as power hungry or cowardly to him. Poggle the Lesser, Jango Fett, Whorm Loathsom and Admiral Trench, plus a few if not all his dark Acolytes were some of the few he did respect.

"I hear you are winning this battle. But you are taking more time than I thought you would." Dooku said confidently and smiling, before changing back to frowning. "Senator Organa lives. I thought I order the man dead not 4 rotation ago." Dooku inquired as the Senator was a threat.

Loathsom groaned lowly. "You underestimate this senator. He's clearly different." The General answered as the man clearly wasn't your usual Senator. A politician that could lead armies was no joke and the man from Aldderan had a knack for it and its greater game.

But Dooku and his master knew this, it was no surprise that Bail had lasted as long as he had. But the thought that Loathsom couldn't see his reasoning for the Senator's death until now, annoyed Dooku. "Hence the reason I want him dead. It will be one more problem disposed of." Dooku answered not happy with the underestimation of Loathsom. As if he didn't have faith in Dooku abilities and judgement.

Loathsom thought about it relaxing on his seat in the small spaced tank. He brushes his chin thinking. "You should have sent Durg, or Grievous, or even Sora to help me. They would have been all for the taking the man's head early on in this confrontation." General Loathsom said knowing of Dooku's personal selection of warriors and followers.

Durg, the thousand year old bounty had constantly shown he's capabilities, helping to wipe out the Gungan Colonies on the moon of Naboo and killed 3 Jedi in a single skirmish. General Grievous proved himself defeating 6 Jedi at once at the battle of Hypori and defeating Durg and Asajj in combat. Then there was Sora Bulq, the former Jedi Master turned Berserker Dark Acolyte Leader who was Dooku's right hand man and supposedly as strong as the Class-1 threat Master Mace Windu. He supposedly killed the former Chancellor Valorum too.

But Loathsom didn't get them like he wanted. "Your assassin has been quite useless." He said hating how the over-confident woman hid with a good portion of his troops on the other side of the world.

Dooku had some respect for Loathsom, but his attitude at this time was not giving a good impression. "I gave her the orders to remain hidden. Do not blame her for your failures General. Christophsis marks her chance should it come to finally kill her prey." He said confident in his assassin's skills. He knew she had potential for much more in this life.

Loathsom shook his head, only seeing the failures that had followed her. "You gave her the job of killing Skywalker nearly a year ago, when this war first started and the youngling isn't any closer to death." Loathsom argued, but wasn't the only reason he doubted the woman.

On 2 occasions she had out right lost to Skywalker both of which when he was still considered a padawan, and she was unable to turn Obi-wan Kenobi to their cause after months of torturing him and he even escaped from her imprisonment. She has killed a number of Jedi but it was hardly enough to offset her failures in Loathsom's eyes.

Thinking about Dooku words he realised something. "But you saying that she will have her chance, means the weep is coming to this world, with an army no doubt." He said as this was probably one of the reason Dooku had contacted him.

Dooku was stern. "You doubt me far too much my friend. I gave you a world and yet it is still not enough for you." He said.

Loathsom sighed shaking his head. Arguing with a man that could kill him from the other side of the galaxy was like walking on very thin ice and despite Dooku's calm form, he couldn't hide the fury under him from Loathsom. "Sorry but now is not the time for me to talk." Loathsom said preferring to return to the battlefield than talk with Dooku.

Dooku nodded. "Then I will get to the point. First the Republic will be attacking soon being lead by Skywalker. Prepare for battle Loathsom, I do not think this will be a small skirmish." Dooku commanded getting a nod from the General. "Second, you have a Jedi in your custody. Who is he?" Dooku finished asking the question that had been on his mind. It was such a curious, random thing.

Loathsom shrugged. "A nobody as far as I can tell, but he holds an air of superiority to him. His name is Galen Starkiller. Ever heard the name before Count?" Loathsom asked knowing of Dooku's history as a Jedi. Everyone knew it and the old man even still identified as one.

Dooku hummed to himself. "Starkiller? No, I have never heard of such a person in the Jedi order. Anything in particular you can tell me about him?"

Loathsom shrugged again as there wasn't anything to out of the ordinary about the boy. "He's human. Young, maybe younger than Skywalker. Thin body shape and a mean, focused frown on him." Loathsom said, wondering if perhaps it was just his age that reflected that frown Galen had. "When the slavers brought him to us his clothing had been heavily burnt, examinations said he'd been electrocuted with some minor nerve damage." He concluded as they had conducted a medical examination.

"Electrocuted?" Dooku repeated but brushed to the side. "Anything else?"

Loathsme nodded. "Yes, I took the liberty of scanning a copy of his lightsaber and an image of the boy. You Jedi each have your own unique sabers that you create yourselves. If we can find the origin of his laser sword it will make finding where he is from easier. I'll send you the information and images. Perhaps you will be able to recognise him from your time as a Jedi." Loathsom said flipping a few switches and pressing a few buttons to send the information he had on him. He had actually had a feeling Dooku or Venturess would want the information, wanting to please them he kept a copy of the files on him.

Dooku noted that as he received the information, but gave a strange look to Loathsom. "You say this in a strange way. Has your prisoner not answered any of your interrogations?" He questioned as this seemed like a lot of work to do and it would have been easier to just question and torture the information out of him.

Loathsom thought about the question with some anger. "Because he hasn't. And not just because he is tight lipped either." He explained. "I believe he has some memory damage, amnesia of some sorts. When we ask him if he was Jedi, he then asked what a Jedi was." Loathsom finished pondering what had happened.

Dooku gave small smile and shook his head. "Sounds like you are being toyed with General."

Loathsom peered at the hologram with a minor glare. "Maybe. But the origins of this boy are a mystery. And that does not settle well with me. My experience with Jedi comes from information and resources given to me. I have never actually interacted with one of your kind before, and going on background information and databases alone only unsettles me further. I realise that Jedi are threats, and should not be taken lightly." Loathsom answered remembering his research into the religious cult known as Jedi.

While without a doubt peacekeepers, they were dangerous and threatening to tamper with. They were beings that could move faster than one could see, stronger enough to tear metal apart with their bare hands, able use such terrifying abilities like telekinesis, illusions and mind control, and they wielded swords that could cut at the same heat of the surface of a sun. They were scary despite their peaceful image.

Dooku was stoic. "As powerful as Jedi are, remember that they are not perfect beings and never will be. They can make errors like any other being. If they could not make errors, they would be able to see the universe for what it is and not what they believe to be." Dooku answered not liking the image that many had of the Jedi. They didn't see just how "normal" a jedi could be. And that was why Dooku couldn't continue his role as Jedi. They made...far too many errors in judgement.

Loathsom nodded. "You're right. So know that I did not take his imprisonment lightly. I cannot see his escaping easily." Loathsom answered.

BEP. BEP

Loathsom's attention moved to the communicator going off. It was from his personal headquarters. "Hm? One moment Count." He said as he answered the call. "What is it?" He asked before the droid bombarded him.

"GENERAL SIR! THE JEDI WE CAPTURED HAS ESCAPED AND IS RELEASING PRISONERS AS HE ASCENDS FROM THE BASEMENT LEVELS!" The droid shouted hysterically heard by Dooku who's hologram had not left.

Loathsom felt a sickness in his stomach, as if he sudden lost all mass and weight in his own body. He growled in response. "What? How? It has only been 2 hours. I stationed close to 100 droids on the lower levels of the prison. He can't have defeated them all! He doesn't even have a lightsaber!" He shouted to the droid in rage.

The droid continued. "He's on basement level 3, sir. If this continues at the rate it has been going, he'll be on the ground level within 10 minutes. Sir, sir what do we do?" The droid pleaded.

Loathsom continued to growl his teeth becoming very evident. "Command all droids at the facility to attack. Give him everything we have. Activate the B2-Grapple droid and kill him if you have to. I-I will return soon and if he is not captured or dead, I'll dismantle you for scrap!" The General roared in fury, embarrassment and fear of Dooku's response having heard all of it.

"Yes General." The droid answered as the hologram of the droid disappeared.

There was a silence and Loathsom dared not to look at the hologram of his master. But Dooku spoke first. "You don't fail me General Loathsom. You never have, until today." Dooku answered coldly.

Loathsom beseeched Dooku. "My lord, I can handle this just give me some time." Loathsom answered.

Dooku frowned but did not react out of the ordinary, for him. "I know you won't fail me. You never have. But, you have clearly underestimated your enemy in some fashion General. Your first encounter with Jedi is a troubling thing. See that it does not reflect so in the future." He said with a hidden threat.

"..." Loathsom said nothing but nodded.

Dooku continued. "I have sent Asajj to investigate this Jedi. She will see things done properly. In the mean time I shall find what I can about this boy. See if he is a threat to us or not. Never the less though, a Jedi on Christophsis should be treated as an immediate threat." Dooku finished.

"Yes sir." Loathsom responded before Dooku said one last thing.

"Have faith in my Judgement General. You will survive longer doing so." The old man said before the hologram disappeared.

Loathsom took a breath before roaring. "RAAHHHHHH!" And slamming his arms on the arm rest of his seat. Oh, how he was going to vent on this rebels and clones before returning to the prison to kill the Jedi boy that made a fool of him.

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The prison was a wild riot turned warzone. Loathsom hadn't thought of the implications of storing all his prisoners in the one location. And particularly his own private headquarters. Sure he could pull people out quickly for execution or as hostages to trade, but all of them were his enemies, one way or the other.

Galen had gone on a rampage in the prison, so much so that eventually every sentient being, either droid or organic knew that there was prison break in progress being lead by some exceedingly strong being. He wasn't silent, restrained or shy with his force abilities using force pushes and lightning savagely and violently. Enough so that the facility rumbled with is efforts. What made him really effective though, was that he did it in the dark.

He had asked Sinect if the insectoid could turn the lights off on other levels from their level. Which he could.

Galen was original trained as an assassin and not as a brute, and from that learnt how to fight with the intent of striking fear and uncertainty into his enemies. And to defeat them quickly and with little resistance, he was using the shadows and blind spots to his advantage. Again Galen didn't know why or how he could do this. In no time at all Galen stormed through the dark on each level, one at a time covered in blue lightning as he went. It wasn't until the basement level 2 where he slowed down and was tired enough to rely on the forces he had freed from the prison.

Clones trooper; Christophian Military; Verpine, Kerkoiden and Givin Engineers; Slave Humans, Rodians, Twi'leks and Duros; and finally imprisoned criminals coming from every species of sentients. If it weren't for the fact that the B1 battle droids carried weapons and did not have them made into them like with the Super battle droids, the freed people would not have become a small army of near 300.

Right now, Galen was on the 3rd floor, above ground level throwing and pushing droids with the force hard into the ground, walls or ceiling. He was nearly there. Nearly at Loathsom's private room and office, where the General had left Galen's lightsaber. Reload and Osseus were on the ground level, leading most of all the freed people to the docking bays to see if they could find a few ships big enough to carry most of everyone.

Dov was leading a small group of slaves, Christophians and engineers to the control room on the 9th floor and top floor of the building. Galen's plan was simple and a long stretch, with most of the people fighting to gain a few ships so everyone could leave, a small group hoping to activate a the shock systems in the control room as an EMP to shut down the droids, and an even smaller group being lead by Galen, Sinect and Degra to gain his lightsaber and any information about Loathsom and Trench.

Although this was mainly so that Galen could find out everything about how he ended up here. He took Sinect with him along with him, hoping to keep the insectiod safe and that perhaps his insight on the facility could help. But Galen took Degra and most of the criminals with him. That way he could quickly handle them if they tried to pull a fast one on him and everyone else and, selfishly, to use them as shields as, in reality, it was a bit of suicide mission. Galen could see that it was this since it was mainly only going to help him.

As easily as Galen accepted and was willing to do this with these prisoners, at the same time there was a large amount of doubt in the action. Indeed it was telling him that it was the wrong thing to do. But it wasn't enough to stop him from treating them and the mission as such. Instead it made him wish further that he could remember who he was and make the right decision by it.

He shook his head. It was too confusing to think about it at this time. He made a decision and he had no time or prior commitments to help his thoughts. Just do what he had to do and get out with what he needed.

"We're here." Sinect said as they turned a corridor to see a large metal door, behind them were scraps of droids in a mess on the metal floor.

"Sinect, you come with me. Degra, you and everyone else stay here and warn us if more droids come." Galen said as he walked towards the door followed by Sinect. He was sweating and was tired from fighting, but he luckily had not wounds on him. Somehow, Galen successfully dodged the blasters and laser fire of the enemy. But he was still slightly bleeding from the cut on his forehead.

"Hmm. Whatever Jedi." Degra growled lowly as he turned away in silent anger. He was still feeling humiliated from what had happened before and even felt fearful as he had thought that Galen had decide to kill him right there and then.

Sinect approached the door tried to open it only to find it locked. "Give me a second. I'll have it open in a moment. Could you tear a hole in the wall right here? And be careful not to pull out the cables. " He said as Galen instead made a quick motion with his hand and the door opened.

Sinect stared at the open door that once locked. "How'd you do that?"

"Jedi trick. Wouldn't work on Blast Doors but something simple, like this is usually pretty easy. But there are exceptions. " Galen responded as Sinect sudden jerked his head as if he heard something.

"What is it?" Galen asked frowning.

"The droids are coming and they seem to activate some new ones. The radio wave length coming of them is different to the ones of the B1 battle droids but they feel similar to B2 battle droids." Sinect said before shaking his head as they entered.

"How do you know that?" Galen asked somewhat impressed with Sinect's knowledge and senses following him in.

Sinect looked around the room. "My species, the verpine can sense and communicate through radio waves with our antennae. I hear all the droids communication without them realising." Sinect as Galen was really surprised to hear that. "Couldn't hear through the cells though. They were designed to hold Verpine too, so I couldn't sense or hear their communications back then." Sinect said.

Galen nodded not really sure how to act to the information but quickly pushed them down for later. They were in and so he quickly went about searching the room as the door shut behind them. It wasn't much honestly. A small room with a desk and a few shelves all made of metal and another small door connecting through to a bedroom and bathroom. General Loathsom took his job seriously and wasn't uncommon for Generals to sleep next to or even in there commanding and planning rooms. Made the job all the more easier if you didn't care about appearances.

Galen focused with the force as he knew searching it his eyes wouldn't find it any faster, but using the force to guide him would help him find it quickly. He stared at one shelf on the left side of the room, feeling that there was something hidden behind it.

"What is it?" Sinect asked seeing Galen stare at it.

"There's a hidden safe behind the shelf. I'm sure my lightsabers there." He said wanting to make this quick, and noted a large pack just next to the door frame. "Search his desk. If you find anything useful put it in the pack just there. We'll take everything we can." Galen said and with the force slowly pushed the shelf out of the way to reveal a safe.

"Do you know the code?" Sinect asked picking up the bag.

Galen smirked. "You forget. I don't need a code or key." He said and lifted his hand which gripping the safe door with the force. There was some shaking and rumbling coming from the safe but Galen closed his eyes and focused greater. All that he had done today with the force was not impossible for other Jedi to do and achieve. Little did Galen or many know.

The safe door opened to revealed more than Galen was ready for. And he could easily recognise what it was. Credit chips, filled the safe full and more than Galen could count. There was some documents and paper work, no doubt holding Loathsom's secrets, but surprisingly there was more. Two data pads and a few data cards, a small, black metal box and next to the box was Galen's lightsaber.

"Yes." He mumbled grabbing the weapon and equipping it to his waist. He glanced at the black box in thought, curious as to what was in it. He didn't think it would hurt to look so picked it up. There was a lock but with a quick motion of his fingers Galen opened it to find it full of green crystals, and not just any crystals. They were Kaiburr crystals, the crystals used to power a number of powerful weapons including lightsabers.

Galen's eyes widen and he turned to show Sinect who behind the desk going through the panel and holo-screen, downloading the information and even looking through some minor files and papers. The insect looked up to see what Galen was showing him.

"Oh my...those are."

Galen nodded. "Kaiburr crystals. I recognise them-AR-" Galen head suddenly hurt as flash of memory that made no sense happened in his head.

...It was dark everywhere. Black and grey metal everywhere appearing darker than it should have. There was a voice going over a speaker but so echoed that it didn't sound like words to Galen. A lucent green light glowed from beyond his gaze. Then a beam of green energy erupted past him and Galen could swear he could feel the force slightly empowering this beam...

"Hey, you alright?" Sinect asked seeing a sudden look of pain come across Galens face.

Galen rubbed his head before he shook it. "Its' nothing." He answered peering at the green shards of crystals. Were these crystals connected to his memory? So many questions that Galen want to answer right now. "How'd he get his hands on these?" Galen questioned aloud more and more feeling that he made be connected to all this.

"Here, most probably." Sinect answered getting a look from Galen. "Our planet is a hub of crystals and gems. Its' a well known fact that some Kaiburr crystals were found during our mining operations." Sinect finished. He had lived most of his life on Christophsis and knew how the market worked. "But the marketing of Kaiburr crystals or any weaponise-able crystals for the purpose of warfare is illegal. Far too dangerous. Most are sold for high prices to engineering shipyards to as power cells or for energy storage." Sinect said looking slight worried.

"Loathsom and Trench have to be stopped." Galen said suddenly. "People like them...shouldn't be and can't be trusted with such power." Galen said knowing what they have planned can't be good for anyone.

Galen closed the box. "We're taking everything. The crystals, the data pads, the credit chips, paper work, everything." Galen said more to himself to which Sinect nodded. Better to have all of this in his hands than in anyone else's. Maybe the senator would know what to do.

"I've got just about everything downloaded to the data card. Here take...the...what the?" Sinect slowly stopped talk spotting something under the table.

He had Galen's attention. "What is—"

"OH!" Sinect was suddenly push out of the way from a small droid running from under the desk, jumping up and trying to grab the black box from galen's hand. It didn't work thought as Galen held the box tight and the droid that looked a lot like a rabbit hung from it realising that it had stuffed up. Galen wasn't going to let it go easily.

Galen stared impassive at the droid hanging from the box not willing to let go. " ." Galen said about to snap at the little droid that hung innocently.

Sinect actually gave a small laugh. "A servant droid. Its' Loathsom personal one if memory serves me correctly." Sinect said giving a shrug. "Their loyal little things. He's not going to let go any-"

BANG

Sinect stopped, being interrupted by the sound of blaster fire and the shouts of the prisoners outside firing.

Galen reacted quickly. "Grab everything. Leave nothing. I'm sure they handle it a little longer. Keep it all hidden to until I say so." He said before a sudden spark of lightning shocked the little droid of the box and into the wall. The servant droid wasn't dead though as it slowly got back up to look at Galen who slowly walked over to it.

Sinect went to the safe and started filling the pack with credits and papers but did take note of Galen approaching the little droid. "What are you doing?" The verpine questioned.

Quickly Galen grabbed the rabbit droids head and lifted it off the ground with ease. He stared at the little droid that continued to try and grab the box from Galen's other hand. Casually and without looking Galen threw the box to Sinect who caught it.

"Put it in the bag." He mumbled. "This droid serves Loathsom?" He questioned looking at Sinect from the corners of his eyes. Sinect nodded with what looked like a frown but Galen looked back at the droid.

Loathsom was planning to kill him. Galen had no memory beyond waking up in a crater and waking up in a cell. The situation wasn't Galen's fault from his perspective and Loathsom and Trench knew nothing about him other than he was able to use the force. Yet that had warrant enough to have him killed? Galen couldn't accept that.

Galen's arm lit up with blue lightning that trailed down and upon the rabbit droid that sparked with light and twitched uncontrollably. He fried the droid that could nothing to escape. It stopped moving quickly and hung from its head in Galen hand.

"Was that necessary?" Sinect asked cautious since the little droid was not threat and Galen had killed it slowly and near heartlessly. It was worrying and frightening to witness and only served to create more doubt in Sinect's mind. The insectoid had to question who this man really was and if he could be trusted.

Galen thought of answering but did not. Instead he pondered what he just done. It felt natural to do such a thing, as if he had done it many times before. But again much like his feeling about the criminals outside, he felt conflicted about his treatment of them and this droid. It didn't feel like him, whoever he was. The different between thought and action only confusing him. He shook it off again. He had to worry about it later.

"Stay here until I call you." Galen said ignoring Sinect's earlier statement and yet still carrying the rabbit droids head, dragging it in his palm as he walked out the door.

Galen back straightened at the site at the end of the corridor. Many of the criminals that had come with him were lying on the group with scorched, black holes of them. Those who weren't dead fired with complete intent to scrape whatever droids were around the corner, out of Galen's sight. Degra was still standing and turned to Galen.

"HEY! Stop standing th-" He didn't finish as a massive droids, similar to the Super Battle droids dashed through the group of criminals behind Degra and at the same time had thrown and cut them up with the sharp and spiked claws it had for arms.

Degra went to turn but before he could 4 spike pierced through his hide and impaled him into the ground. His face screwed before falling down on the ground. Standing over him, what looked like a Super battle droids pulled out the claws it had instead of blasters out of Degra's back. The droid looked up and down the hallway to see Galen standing there watching.

Behind the droid with claws, the prisoners turned to shoot but Galen stopped them. "Shoot the droids that come! I'll handle this one." Galen shouted as his lightsaber moved to his hand with a thought. The prisoners obeyed instantly turning away and firing on the droids charging from their side.

The droid that had killed Degra looked up and the single eye it had on its chest glowed red, anticipating the attack of Starkiller. It wasted no time charging in a rush.

Without thinking, Galen let go of the servant droid he had in his hand and kicked the droids at Grapple droid charging at him. The lump of scrap metal flew but did nothing to charging droid who battered the small thing out its way, tearing in two.

But Starkiller was already upon the grapple droid. In battering the flying servant droid out of the way the close combat droid had swung it left arm out, leaving it open.

"Got you..." Starkiller mumble swinging his blue lightsaber across to slice the droid in half from its stomach.

SSSSSShhhhhhh

It didn't work as an electrical barrier protected the body of droid completely. Starkiller didn't react on the outside other than dropping his guard for a second, but that was all it took before the Grapple droid grabbed him hard, squeezed hard and then throw him into the wall on its left with a rough slam.

Without giving way, the droid went to slash Starkiller as he hit the ground but he dodged bouncing off the ground with a roll. He made a solid motion with his palm and he force pushed the droid up into the ceiling with shattering impact. Starkiller didn't let up either as before it the ground, he used force lightning with a force push to hit it mid fall, the combined ability stunning the droid. The Grapple droids metal denting from the impacts of the pushes and was sent into the wall opposite Starkiller. Trying to understand what hit it, it had trouble moving.

Starkiller frowned continuing his assault, attacking without stopping the force lightning that electrified the droid across the metal hallway while running at the droid while he did so. The droid recovered faster than thought as it didn't seem to do anything as the Grapple droid quickly got back up and swung its claws at the charging Galen. Starkiller dodge again, going for the blind spot and open spot of the droid. He made a hard swing and just like before the barrier on the droid blocked his lightsaber. He only had time for the one attack though as the droid swung and slashed again twice before Galen blocked on the third slash.

It was a bigger threat than the other droids no doubt being able to take multiple blaster shoots and was build for close combat that would shred enemies with mechanical, armoured strength giving Galen a challenge but soon the fight became one sided. During the flurry of slashed and sparking blades, Galen would get one quick strike in that would have ended the droid if it wasn't protected by the electrical shielding.

Technically though, the electrical shielding wasn't stopping the energy of the saber but the electo-magnetic containment field of the saber. The containment field being needed for the weapon in order to keep the heat of the lightsaber from burning its wielder.

But the droids programming and functions that keep its attacks and motions perfect and superior to flesh became its undoing. It was too robotic and puppet like, having a set and easy to read combinations of moves. It didn't do anything that was new or varying, and it didn't show advances or passive measure of action that could adapt efficiently. It was extremely strong in terms of strength and the electrical barrier was a hindrance to ligthsaber users. But it was extremely limited in skill, not much of a threat to warrior able to adapt on the move.

"Mmm. Enough." Starkiller muttered, in an instant throwing his lightsaber into the air and back flipping from the attack of the droid. He brought his hands up to his chest and focused his force lightning and telekinetic abilities into his palms in a white and blue glow. Shrapnel from walls, ceiling and floor of the hallways converged on Galen in a stilled and silent moment that droid could tell was Galen's finishing attack. It charge with full force but was completely overpower by the force push and lightning that Galen threw forward as a wall of energy aimed only at the droid.

The Grapple droid slammed its back into the wall that crumbled and bended from Starkiller force attack, the droid's mechanical limbs breaking on impact. Despite this, the droid stumbled back up broken and with its' final vision, saw Starkiller in the air having jumped and grabbed the still airborne lightsaber and brought it down to cut the Grapple droid into 4 pieces with the single strike.

Galen shook his head. "I got to carried way." He muttered before looking at Loathsom's office door shut at the end of the hallway. "Sinect! Come out!" He shouted as somehow the verpine heard him and came running.

"Why don't you just bring the whole building down?" He asked astonished at the tore apart, solid metal wall Galen had nearly toren through. It the battle sounded dangerous and honest epic to the Sinect that didn't actually see it.

Galen gave a small smile. "Maybe next time." He said not comforting Sinect in the slightest before they both ran down the hall to join the prisoners firing at the coming battle droids.

They joined quickly with the prisoners as Galen jumped to the front of the group and effectively started blocking and reflecting the blasts of the enemy. Most of the prisoners took note of him joining them being cautious and even fearful. They had heard the massive impact Galen made when he destroyed the Grapple droid and at this point were just thankful he wasn't their enemy and didn't want to do anything against him.

"This the last of them?" Galen asked, looking at the enemy and seeing that they wasn't many left.

One of the criminals, a thin looked rodian responded. "This is it." He answered shooting the second to last one.

The remain droid seeing it was the last, dropped the rifle and gave up. "I surrender." It yelled pathetically and everyone stopped firing.

Sinect approached Galen with the bag that had everything of use from Loathsom's office. "I managed to fit everything. Here you carry it, it'll be safer with you." Sinect said offering the bag to Galen.

Galen's face twitched and pushed it away. "You hold on to it. I'm starting to hate droids and I don't want the bag getting in the way." Galen finished.

A human criminal spoke next. "What are you talking about? That one is the last one." He growled about to shoot the droid standing still in fear with the lift door behind it.

The lift opened behind the single skeleton droid and it turned to see it reinforcements standing behind it. "Than—"

It didn't finish as the B2 Grapple droid swung its massive claw and torn the droid apart as it went flying away. It wasn't by itself as 11 more followed together in group of massive, sparking droids covered in an electrical barrier. Galen realised then that Droid weren't dangerous for their intelligence or adaptive capabilities, but they were dangerous because of their numbers. Overwhelming Quantity over quality was a droid's strength.

Galen seethed. "End them. I've had enough of this prison!" He shouted charging followed by his fellow prisoners for the next fight.

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"Anakin. The Jedi Council along with the advisory commit of the Supreme Chancellor has elected you to lead a task force to break the blockade over Christophsis and retake the planet." Master Windu said seated in the high council chamber at the Jedi temple on Corusant, surrounded by all the High council members but one.

Anakin nodded peacefully but on the inside was celebrating that he had been given such a task. Especially when Obi-Wan was unable to join the meeting and discuss his feelings on the subject. In a way he knew Obi-wan would underestimate him but never the less, Anakin was wise enough to know that Obi-wan was on his side and thinking of his betterment. But again there had been many times where Obi-wan did not see or seem to trust his student's judgement.

Anakin removed the thought, trying his best to forgo such thoughts. "Yes masters, I'll see to it." He said. When came to speaking with the high council it was a respectful and understand type of conversation that was to be done. But at the same time, discussion had to be simple, clear, to the point and with reason. During these times of war it only made the council meetings shorter.

Master Windu nodded before starting the mission briefing. "Good. Senator Bail Organa was part of relief team assigned to the refugee zones on Christophsis in a relief effort to further help the immigrants escaping the war. We want you see to his safety and join his relief teams who have joined with Christophsis military. You must commence the attack within 5 days. Any longer and we doubt the Senator will still be alive when you arrive. Captain Rex and Admiral Yularen will be joining you, I hope?" Mace finished hoping that Anakin's troopers were well rested and ready to return to the battlefield.

Anakin was pleased to hear Windu's question about Rex and Yularen. Recognition wasn't a clear and even spoke of thing within the clone wars, there being far too much happening to keep record of everyone's success. If Rex and Yularen were recognised it also would mean that the 501st region was most likely under observation of the Jedi and Republic. There service in the war being quite heavy and well known among the Republic and Confederacy. That and it was Master Windu of all people praising his soldiers only spurred Anakin. The serious and absolute natural of the Jedi who was seen as the by a lot of people as strongest in this era was hard to get by in anyone books.

"Yes Master. They have been very helpful comrades and I don't think I'd be able to do anything without them." Anakin said with light mirth in his voice.

"Strong, you're feeling for them are." Yoda started seated next to Mace. Despite the universes view of the Mace being the strongest Jedi, there was no denying that the old, green man that would be joked off as a frog by smugglers was the strongest. So many centuries of experience and training had labelled him above many and recognised by the strong.

"Trust them you do, so trust in them this council does. Come far in the Jedi order you have Skywalker, impressed we are in your abilities and deserve your knighting, you have." Yoda said with some joy. He more mischievous that one would think, often speaking in ways that were confusing and not just because of his speak.

"Thank you Master." Anakin said nodding.

"While it is true you have come far, this will not be an easy battle." Ki Adi Mundi noted next to Yoda. The Cerean Jedi Master was one of the more practically Jedi, being insightful and wiser than many. Being trained a Jedi and the born the intelligence of a Cerean made it easy for the Master to make correct and logical judgements. He could understand the reasoning of many things. He continued. "The Republic is in fear that this will turn into another Jabiim." He finished thoughtfully.

Anakin frowned thinking about the failure on the world of Jabiim. Far too many Jedi were lost to that world's inclusion in the clone wars and leaving the world the way Anakin did, disturbed the young Jedi more than he would like to admit. But he wouldn't doubt the Supreme Chancellors judgement of the debacle and his promise to himself about it. "I won't let something like that happen again. You have my word Masters." Anakin said.

"We believe in you Skywalker." Oppo Rancisis said, by far the strangest in appearance on the Jedi High council. Four arms, white hair all over his face and a serpentine's tail would scare most, but he was one of the most loyal being one of the greatest Jedi to resist the dark side.

He continued. "But there is much at risk with this mission. That being said it was decide that Master Kenobi will also join you on his mission. However due to the war he will not be able to join you immediately, so you are to wait for his arrival away from the blockade." Master Rancisis finished.

Anakin had already reviewed the blockade over Christophsis as well as a number of other blockades controlled by the Separatist. Although he couldn't deny it was one of the most heavily fortified blockades he was confident he could do this without Obi-wan's assistance. "It would make more sense if I break through on my own. Get an earlier start on the attack." Anakin suggested.

"Christophsis will not be an easy world to take." Shaak Ti said being only hologram, currently on Kamino. She did not see this the same way as Anakin, feeling that during the clone wars patience was needed. "The world is heavily blockaded, more so than we have seen for a lot of other worlds. It is unwise to simply charge in. You must be patience Skywalker. We chose Master Kenobi because of you close relationship as student and master. You make a good team." She finished smiling.

"But I can do this on my own. I'm capable and ready." Anakin argued and most likely he was correct. Despite his age, Anakin was one of the Republic's and Jedi's best General and pilot.

Ki Adi agreed but not completely. "Yes you are ready. But you're knighthood was still only recently. It hasn't even been 2 months since you're knighthood." Ki Adi said reminding Anakin of this fact.

Anakin continued though. "But I have completed all the missions you have given me with success." He said.

"True. You've proven to be great pilot, perhaps even better than myself, Master Tsui Choi and Master Tinn." Plo Koon said making his presence known to. Plo had taken great notice of Anakin's piloting skills having an interesting in piloting himself. Many even believed Master Plo was the third or even second greatest pilot in the era. The master continued. "You are wise and caring, and you are a capable warrior but that is not the path of a Jedi. Glory and victory in battle should not be a means in simply defeating your enemies."Plo said wisely.

"Yes Master." Anakin said nodding seeing some of Plo's points and praises.

Master Yoda spoke. "Still much to learn you have Skywalker. In a different path, you're new lessons will appear. Ready, we believe you are for the challenges of knighthood. Prepare though, are you?" Yoda questioned.

They believed Anakin and Anakin had always believed in himself. Whatever would come his way he would step up to the plate. "Yes Master. I'm ready for more."

"Then once the surface is secure, join you I will." Yoda said smiling.

Of course there was some cache. But Yoda himself joining him? Why? Maybe a diplomatic meeting? Anakin didn't know but it would most likely involve him. "Why are joining me and Master Kenobi, Master?" The Jedi knight asked.

Yoda gave a light laugh. "Hmhmhm, soon enough, find out you will." Yoda said continuing to smile.

Yoda was planning something and judging some of the worried looks coming from around the council chamber it was big. Anakin did what he could only do. "Yes Master." He said nodding. He hoped the harder to understand side of Master Yoda wouldn't drive him crazy. The old and powerful master's sometime goofy nature would often leave Anakin and others confused and unable to read the Master.

Eeth Coth, the Zabrak that was on the council when Anakin first met with the Jedi high Council when he was boy interjected. "If you have any trouble, contact us or the republic. Preferable, we want to have more ships for this battle, but the war effort is stretched as it is. I hope you understand." He said too coming from a hologram.

"Yes Master." Anakin nodded.

Master Gallia decided to give note to. "Guard the supply ships well. The forces and people on Christophsis will need those supplies when you arrive." She lectured.

Again Anakin nodded. "Yes Masters."

"You are dismissed." Mace finished as Anakin left to find the 501st region to prepare the attack.

After Anakin left the council chamber they begun discussion again, starting with Ki Undi giving Yoda a serious and stoic look. "He is not ready. He is impatience, selfish and prideful." The master said seeing much of how Anakin acted during this council meeting and in the past. Ki Undi's time as Anakin's master also supported the view Ki Undi had. "He's trust for us is fading and with it our trust in him." The master finished.

"I agreed." Master Windu said. "While is abilities are remarkable, he relies too much on his emotions and feels rather than his instincts. And...he's hiding something." Mace said having being concern of Anakin's actions outside of the war. The amount of time he would up and vanish left the master disturbed.

Yoda laughed it off. "Worry too much you do." He said before his face lost its mirth and became serious. "Young, Skywalker is. Lacking of experience and responsibility, his is. A chance to learn this, this is for skywalker." He said as the council had plans to further Anakin's training as Jedi and as a leader.

Oppo shook his head. "It's no good." He said voicing his concerns. "This method of learning and experience through war, it is not the Jedi way and breaks much of our traditions." He said worried for the culture and future of the Jedi order. "This war has taken far too much. My only hope is that Skywalker passes with the knowledge that violence should be avoided. I believe in him." Oppo stated in thought.

Shaak Ti spoke. "He wants to prove himself. But his approach to do so is wrong. But I trust in master Yoda's judgement." Master Ti said gesturing to the grand master.

Master Windu sighed, not because he disagreed with them but because of how often Anakin had become the centre of their meetings. No one person should be in the thought and actions of other all the time. The whole discussion of his destiny as the chosen one riddled within the high council. They shouldn't have to focus on Anakin's future as primary thing over the effort of ending the clone wars.

"There is alot of concern for Skywalker's future." Windu started. "And giving him an apprentice will only things more difficult in my mind. We will vote now and give them a testing period. We don't have the time to discuss this action to take with the war going on." He said pausing to make sure all attention was on him. "Time is against us. So, I vote No to giving Skywalker an apprentice." Master Windu said being honest with his thoughts.

"Yes."Yoda said

"No." Ki Uni answered.

Master Plo stroked his chin and answered. "Yes"

Shaak Ti closed her eye a moment before answering "Yes."

"Yes." Oppo said with a sigh.

"No" Eeth Coth said looking grim at Master Yoda.

Master Adi Gallia gave a quick glance to Eeth. "No". She answered.

"Yes." Even Peil said sounding rugged over the hologram he was on.

"Yes" Kit Fisto said with a grin.

It was already 6 to 4 but honesty was something needed for the High council or else it would leave too much suspicion. Finally it was Master Tinn who had the final say. "Yes" He said although still contemplating it.

"Then it is decided. Ashoka Tano will be Skywalker's apprentice." Mace said announcing the judgement of the high council. Although it was rushed and did leave many concerns among the Masters, they all accepted and respected the outcome. They were Jedi. Personally concerns were important to have, but they had a duty to the Republic as defenders and duties to the traditions of their culture. They would have to wait a see the outcome of doing so before deciding further on the futures of Anakin Skywalker and Ashoka Tano.

Chrsitophsis would be a fine place to test them.

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In a hard upward slash of his lightsaber, Galen brought down another Super battle droid that collapsed in pieces on it back. It must have be the 58th or 59th super battle Droid he had destroyed. Galen was exhausted, sweating profoundly and heaving as moved. In his mind he couldn't comprehend his exhaustion, feeling that it shouldn't have been this tiring for him. As arrogant as it sounded Galen felt he wasn't performing anywhere near his best, not because he wasn't displaying his full skills but because it was tiring him faster than it should have.

Whatever had happened to him the last few days had left him without the energy he needed, more than he had realised. He needed to rest. And a good one that would let him regain what strength he had lost.

But he couldn't stop here. He could continue. How he could, he did remember. Why he could remember it, he didn't know. Again it irritated him that he could remember his force abilities with easy yet knows nothing about himself.

Force body was the technique he was currently using to keep himself going. It was a force ability that allowed the user to push the body beyond it natural limits and even forgo the effects of exhaustion, pain, stress, old age and even prevent death where one should die. It was basically forcing one's self to move when the physical body didn't want to, controlling one's body like a puppet with the force. It was dangerous to use no matter the situation or circumstances as it didn't heal the body but made it worse but making it continue to work at levels that it should no longer be able to maintain.

Galen wasn't dying but his body needed to rest, needed to sleep. And Galen wasn't going to give it to his body.

They were almost out. With the last droid Galen cut down, it was the last one in the hanger. Sinect was behind him, still holding the battle rifle he had taken from a B1 battle droid and the bag with all of Loathsom's secrets. As were the surviving criminals that joined Galen. After the attack of the Grapple droids on floor 3, most of the criminal that had joined Galen had died, leaving only 4 others with them. A christophian, a human, a rodian and a Kerkoiden all looking rather defeated. Droids were far more dangerous than Galen had given them credit for.

"Hurry up! The EMPs about to go off!" Reload shouted from the transport ship with Dov and Osseus standing behind him. All around the ship and hanger bay droids made up of B1 and B2 battle droids, B2 Grapple droids and Droidekas laid in burning scraps and the bodies of dead prisoners made of many different peoples joined them.

The group ran for the ship as across the hanger another blast door opened to reveal another legion of more droids storming towards them firing without restrain.

"Keep running! Don't stop!" Galen shouted slowing down to cover the group, blocking and reflect blaster fire as the survivors ran for the cover of the ship. "Start the ship! Leave the door open as you take off!" Galen continued managing to reflect a good number of shoots back at the enemy, bring them down.

The ship was airborne and Sinect and Reload continued to shoot from the open door. "Galen JUMP!" Sinect shouted and the dark Jedi did. Jumping backwards, almost ten metres in the air he continued to block and deflect the attacks of the droids in the hanger.

"We made it." Sinect said diving for the safety of the inside of the ship as Galen remained on the open door to look at the prison he had been keep in, Reload standing and hanging on behind him. It was a massive castle like structure surrounded by rock and crystals within a cave. From outside the castle giant spider like droids and tanks fired like crazy to gun them down.

"We're not out of this yet." Galen noted as he struggle to deflect the fire of the heavier lasers. "When the EMP going to go off?" He questioned Reload standing next to him.

The clone looked at him. "5 seconds. I don't think we're going to clear the pulse, we're not far enough from the castle." Reload said in a panic as a blue light went off from the castle. A blue wave with light, small electrical sparks blew up in a surge of power, instantly most of the droids and machinery fell to the ground. Below on the surface, tanks and the spider like droids cessed to function and abruptly hit the ground twitching or sparking.

The EMP wave was on their tail, quickly catching up. "Damn it." Reload muttered seeing that they weren't going to escape it.

Galen took a breath and electricity charged up his arms in the most passive and neutral manner it could. He shoot it forward in calm and completely different manner to which Reload had watched him do so when he destroyed the droids. It was slow and appeared light weight as it hit the EMP, stopping the wave slightly, before it continued on them.

Reload closed his eyes even with the helmet on feeling the light buzz the EMP and the ship even started to rock and move in way that said it was going down. But it stopped and continued on.

Reload looked to the Jedi who just saved them as he walked in the ship and the door closed behind him. "You did it. You saved us." Reload said with relief.

"Not all of us." Galen said seriously. "How many made it out?" He question walking over to take a seat next to Sinect.

Reload followed. "A lot more than you think. There had to be close to 400 people who escaped with us, and around 300 made it out. They left in a larger transport ship to join the senator, while we waited for you in this." Reload said.

Galen thought about that, seeing that Reload and Dov probably thought most of Galen's group would die to so went with the smaller transport. In was a hollow feeling thinking about it but never the less nothing could be done about it now. Galen had even told them that it was probably going to be a suicide mission to retrieve his lightsaber.

He put the thoughts down to think of a more significant one. "So you know where the Senator is?" Galen continued questioning more interested in that than anything else.

"My troops sent a message saying that they made contact with Senator Organa's forces. Their currently fighting Loathsom's forces right now and have retreated from battle. Loathsom's given up on chasing them as well and is heading back to the prison." Reload took off his helmet, showing a rather happy face. "He knows what we did, and he's probably going to have fit when he gets to his base."

Galen had learnt already from the talk on basement level 13 that it was Bail Organa that was on the planet. The only person with a name in his memories was on the planet which was good sign and the best place to go to first. "Are we going straight to the Senator?" He asked only thinking about that. Loathsom and Trench could wait a little longer before he returned to "talk" with them about the circumstances of his capture.

Reload shook his head. "No. We're going to a rendezvous point to ditch the ships. It wouldn't be a good idea to bring ships that could be tracked. And Bail doesn't simply allow people to his base. That would be stupid and we could easily be lying." Reload said with respect.

"And the other escapees are there?" Galen continued.

"Yes. They've probably nearly their already. Christophsian military will meet with them and verify the story with their troops and clone troops currently with them." Reload said as Ossues joined them.

"Dov says we should be there in about 40 minutes." He said still sounding superior and disrespectful to Galen.

"This is Loathsom's private ship isn't it?" Sinect asked Osseus, getting everyones attention. "This is a Sheathipede-class transport shuttle, otherwise known as a Neimoidian Separatist Shuttle. Only high ranking officials in the Confederacy have these types of ships." Sinect lectured showing that the Verpine had a greater knowledge of starships too.

"I don't care if he misses it." Osseus said. "We needed it more than he did anyway." The Givin astro-navigator noted.

"Ever a Givin's mind, never caring nor blind." Dov hummed from the cockpit of the ship. "Logical to the end you Givin are." He said focusing on piloting the ship.

From that point the prisoners, along with Sinect, Ossues, Dov and Reload talked amongst themselves as they flew away. Talking about Loathsom, the clone wars, christophsis and themselves. Galen simply listened the entire time, absorbing as much as he could so that he could try to piece together what he had landed in. He had no memory of any of it. Closing his eyes he told them to tell him when they arrived as he quickly fell to sleep, thinking of how he was going to confront Bail Organa.

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I hope you readers were able to get through this monster of a chapter. Again like I said before I don't know when I will update but by some miracle it will before the end of the year.

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