A/N Ok, so this is longer than usually, but eh. My co-writer and I had a bit of an argument about all of this, lets just say two 15 year old girls with PMS throwing sharp pointed objects at each other, well, I think you get the point.
Also, just wanted to give a big thank you to those who have reviewed: Ali_Chan_the_Aku_Ryoko, lol, thank you! Cordis, thank you, you really helped us a lot! Thank you so much! Kaminari, I know where you sleep. And finially, thank you to my mystery reviewer for taking the time to review! Thank you everyone!
Anywho, enjoy!
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Obi-Wan stopped outside the door of the chambers that Amalié and Master Depa shared. He was about to knock on the door, when he heard an argument from inside.
"Mace, do you not feel it? You must not be able to, I feel the disturbance, and it is strong." The voice of Depa said firmly. "I do not believe my Padawan should be allowed to travel to Tatooine alone. There will be grave danger for her. The Force warns me so."
"I understand your concern Depa, but did you, or did you not call her your most able Padawan? And if so, she should be able to handle what ever might lay ahead of her." Mace Windu said in his usual soft tone. Obi-Wan was confused. It was wholly obvious that they were discussing Amalié, but what was this about Tatooine? Her trials maybe? Obi-Wan tried to quiet his presence to hear more.
"I feel that Tatooine is much to far away for ANY Padawan to go alone, not just mine." Depa said in a sharp tone that she rarely used. "She doesn't have to know that there is another Jedi with her, all I ask is that you send a Jedi just to watch her back."
"Feel it I do as well." Yoda piped in. "Sensed the future, I have. Agreed with Depa. We should another send, but who? Hmmm?" Mace Windu grunted softly to voice his censure.
"Obi-Wan. Please don't stand by the door, it's rude." Depa said with a sigh as she rubbed her eyes and sat on her couch. Obi-Wan opened the door and entered the room.
"Forgive me. That was very rude." He agreed, bowing to Depa, Mace Windu and Yoda. "I'll go."
Mace Windu raised an eyebrow at the young Jedi. "You're volunteering to follow the Padawan to Tatooine?"
"Yes Master." Obi-Wan said. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt Amalié was special. He felt she had the makings of a great Jedi Knight.
"Agreed we are." Yoda said. "Obi-Wan will follow Amalié to Tatooine."
"May the Force be with you both." Mace Windu said with a nod, and then left the room followed closely by Yoda.
"Thank you." Depa said, putting a hand gently on Obi-Wan's arm.
"Will you watch my Padawan while I'm gone?" Obi-Wan asked. "I cannot bring him with me, he's from Tatooine, and I'm afraid if he joins me, the entire time will be spent searching for his mother." Depa nodded in agreement.
"I suggest you get some sleep. Tatooine is far, and you'll be leaving early."
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The drooped black hood of her cloak whipped around her head as Noelani leaned against a metallic wall of the porting tunnel. She held her arms under her robe in the formidable apprentice stance for warmth from the frozen space air funneling through the air space. The man who had brought her stood screaming over the air rush to what seemed to be the pilot. After a few hand motions and distant wails, the pilot nodded and took the papers from the commander as her glance fixed on Noelani and then back to the commander.
"Are you positive that's the one?"
"Don't let her appearance fool you... if you do, you'll never be alive to receive your pay."
"Which better be damn high for what you're making me get into!"
"You will be rewarded handsomely, by word of Darth Sidious. Noelani! Get on the ship!"
Noelani followed the pilot up the ramp as various gases pumped out of sides and into the intoxicated air of space. With a jolt, the ramp closed behind them as the pilot walked through the ship into the control room and flopped into the commanding torn leather seat. He grabbed a headpiece from the rafter above and placed it carefully on his head over his bandaged helmet, the one over his eye remaining untouched.
"This is Bounty Hunter Sadie Craw asking permission to deport The Bantha from air space 013 Imperial Starblaster 7. I repeat, this is Bounty Hunter Sadie Craw asking permission to deport The Bantha from docking bay 013 Imperial Starblaster 7."
"Permission granted Sadie. You are free to deport in 10 minutes, please stand by."
Holding her robes close to her body, Noelani took the seat next to Sadie as the conversation took place. By watching her every motion, she gathered how long flying had been in this bounty hunter's life as her hands moved over the switches and buttons like a pianist would the keys. When one was close enough to her, she noticed a scar shaped like an arrow across the inner outside. Glancing at the other hand, the remaining parts of the scar were obvious when looked for. Suddenly, the ship sped into hyperdrive and the need to remain seated in the cockpit was lifted. Noelani found herself sitting at a small table in a makeshift living room, stocked with weaponry and poisonous cargo. Sadie sprawled out on one of the five chairs lining the room as she cleaned one of the weapons.
"Where did you get the scars?" Noelani asked fulfilling her curiosity.
Sadie simply raised her head and eyes in question.
"The ones... on you hands..."
"These" Sadie said looking down at them "have a long story." Noelani opened her eyes wide in surprise that this rugged figure was a woman probably no older then herself. Her baggy clothing and short blonde hair had made it almost seem like she was a man. Not to mention in her previous conversations, she had made herself sound like one.
"Would you tell me?"
"I was born on a ship to captives of, to me, an unknown torturer. Soon after both my parents were slain for knowing secret information on the new battle driods at that time. Thinking that they might have given me the information, they used to torture me as a child by binding me with these rope-like chains around my hands and legs. Am I getting to bloody for you?"
"Actually... it's all too familiar. My parents were killed by madmen as well, I've always known them to have been greedy bounty hunters."
Sadie looked at the girl huddled in her black robes sitting in the chair across the table. Her stance gave the impression of a weak human, ready to shrivel up and die at a moment's notice, but her eyes and voice were as cold as ice.
"I'm sorry to hear that, but just to make you feel better - I couldn't have been from my clan. We don't trade, we are on bounty missions only."
"That makes me feel so much better. But if you were being tortured by these unknown scum, how did you end up here?" Noelani asked to get off the crushing topic of her parents.
"Since I never knew the information in the first place, they finally jettisoned me into space. After two years of carbonation, flying all over the galaxy, I landed on Tatooine, breaking the carbonation. I was saved by a Bantha - henceforth the name of my beauty we're currently flying in. The sand people there became my family and I became what am I now, a bounty hunter, but truly out for" Sadie was cut short of her speech by Noelani who whispered,
"Revenge"
"I guess you and I have alote more in common then I thought."
"Don't assume so much... you always have the chance to escape." Noelani said covering her face again with her cloak. She did not need nor want bonding time with a bounty hunter, no matter how closely matched their stories were. Sadie took a deep yawn and went back to polishing her gun, now and then taking a glance at Noelani. After a while she noticed that the she had fallen asleep on the chair sitting up, but her once cold eyes were shut and almost childish. Sadie placed the gun on the table and moved her to a bed close to the cockpit. Grabbing a nearby pillow and blanket, she slowly placed the pillow under Noelani's head and tucked the blanket in around her.
"Poor thing..." Sadie whispered as she brushed one of Noelani's bright orange strands of hair away from her forehead. Almost motherly, Sadie bent down and kissed her gently on the cheek. "She never chose to have this life."
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Amalié checked her utility belt for the tenth time that morning. Yes, she had the small coil of rope, the food and energy capsules, the underwater breathing utensil (which she doubted she'd use, but a Jedi must be prepared for anything), her Commlink, and numerous other small, yet very useful devices.
She took her lightsaber in her hand. This was the specialist and most unique thing in her possession. The handle wasn't longer than 30 centimeters, and had a radius of 2 centimeters. It was thin compared to most, almost too thin. She remembered fondly the time she and Depa had spent putting it together. Amalié's 'saber was based on Depa's, but had just a few alterations. Depa's was also thinner than most lightsabers. Both shared the same handle design, but Amalié had been known to wrap medical tape over the energy coils because she believed it was easier to hold, but now refrained from doing so. She had finally managed to get all the stick from the tape off, and wasn't keen on having to scrape more off when she returned. But her favourite part was the blade, Amalié was always striving to be different from other Jedi, and the blade of her lightsaber was one thing that made her unique. She had selected the right combination of crystals, so when it was ignited, the lightsaber had a brilliant golden glow instead of the normal green or blue. The only other person she knew of with another colour was Mace Windu and his custom-made purple 'saber. That, and the Sith always had crimson blades. She put the lightsaber back on its hook.
Taking a deep breath, she stared at the Jedi Starfighter she was to take to Tatooine. She looked back at her mentor and smiled.
"May the Force be with you," Depa said.
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Sadie Crow put the ship on autopilot. They were currently in orbit around the golden planet of Tatooine. Sadie decided to take this time to read over the documents on the mission that Darth Sidious had sent her on. This would be costly, as there were Jedi involved. Well, a Jedi Padawan, which would make things easier, but only just slightly. She looked at a hologram image of the Padawan.
"Pretty little thing. Shame she isn't going to live much longer." Sadie mumbled with a bit of a shrug. She read over a few documents, but all basically said the same thing. Her name was Amalié and she had no last name. This was her Jedi trial, to find a senator and bring him back to Coruscant. Fortunately, Sadie had one piece of information that the Jedi did not, she knew where the Senator was. All she had to do was get there first, maybe kill the Senator depending, and then kill the Jedi. It did not seem too difficult, but then again, there was a Jedi involved, so one could never be too sure.
Sadie took the Bantha off autopilot, and looked back at the sleeping Sith, Noelani. Sadie decided not to wake her, not yet anyway. It was hard to believe that this girl, barely 20, was a fully trained killing machine capable of no emotions. Well, supposedly.
Sadie turned her attention back to landing the ship. She gently guided it through the atmosphere, and was able to touch down in once of the busy ports. She had no reason for secrecy, hell, everyone was going to know sooner or later.
"Hey kid," Sadie called back to the Sith. Noelani slowly opened her golden eyes, and gave Sadie a look as if it were some huge inconvenience that they were even speaking again.
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A warm wind blew across the golden desert that was the planet of Tatooine. Amalié had to squint for a moment before her eyes adjusted to the light change. This was different. The light from the sun made living on this planet during the day almost unbearable, but at night, she had read than temperature sometimes got to -20 degrees centigrade. She shed her Jedi robe for a If she was going to be stuck on this desolate planet for a while, Amalié had decided that she was at lead going to be comfortable. Then there was the fact that the longer she hid the fact that she was a Jedi, the better.
Amalié looked of, and could just barely make out the small city that Staflon Daal'aam was supposedly residing in. She had only taken a few steps before the mechanical beeping of her small droid interrupted her thoughts.
"R-7," she told the droid, "stay here please."
The droid replied in a somewhat disapproving tone. Amalié laughed and smiled at the droid.
"I'll be back soon."
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A/N Hope you like, and PLEASE R and R, we honestly could use any and all the feedback we can get, and seeing, as we're both fairly new to ff.net, we really enjoy the reviews, so pleaaase review! Ty!
~Kae and Lynzei
Also, just wanted to give a big thank you to those who have reviewed: Ali_Chan_the_Aku_Ryoko, lol, thank you! Cordis, thank you, you really helped us a lot! Thank you so much! Kaminari, I know where you sleep. And finially, thank you to my mystery reviewer for taking the time to review! Thank you everyone!
Anywho, enjoy!
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Obi-Wan stopped outside the door of the chambers that Amalié and Master Depa shared. He was about to knock on the door, when he heard an argument from inside.
"Mace, do you not feel it? You must not be able to, I feel the disturbance, and it is strong." The voice of Depa said firmly. "I do not believe my Padawan should be allowed to travel to Tatooine alone. There will be grave danger for her. The Force warns me so."
"I understand your concern Depa, but did you, or did you not call her your most able Padawan? And if so, she should be able to handle what ever might lay ahead of her." Mace Windu said in his usual soft tone. Obi-Wan was confused. It was wholly obvious that they were discussing Amalié, but what was this about Tatooine? Her trials maybe? Obi-Wan tried to quiet his presence to hear more.
"I feel that Tatooine is much to far away for ANY Padawan to go alone, not just mine." Depa said in a sharp tone that she rarely used. "She doesn't have to know that there is another Jedi with her, all I ask is that you send a Jedi just to watch her back."
"Feel it I do as well." Yoda piped in. "Sensed the future, I have. Agreed with Depa. We should another send, but who? Hmmm?" Mace Windu grunted softly to voice his censure.
"Obi-Wan. Please don't stand by the door, it's rude." Depa said with a sigh as she rubbed her eyes and sat on her couch. Obi-Wan opened the door and entered the room.
"Forgive me. That was very rude." He agreed, bowing to Depa, Mace Windu and Yoda. "I'll go."
Mace Windu raised an eyebrow at the young Jedi. "You're volunteering to follow the Padawan to Tatooine?"
"Yes Master." Obi-Wan said. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt Amalié was special. He felt she had the makings of a great Jedi Knight.
"Agreed we are." Yoda said. "Obi-Wan will follow Amalié to Tatooine."
"May the Force be with you both." Mace Windu said with a nod, and then left the room followed closely by Yoda.
"Thank you." Depa said, putting a hand gently on Obi-Wan's arm.
"Will you watch my Padawan while I'm gone?" Obi-Wan asked. "I cannot bring him with me, he's from Tatooine, and I'm afraid if he joins me, the entire time will be spent searching for his mother." Depa nodded in agreement.
"I suggest you get some sleep. Tatooine is far, and you'll be leaving early."
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The drooped black hood of her cloak whipped around her head as Noelani leaned against a metallic wall of the porting tunnel. She held her arms under her robe in the formidable apprentice stance for warmth from the frozen space air funneling through the air space. The man who had brought her stood screaming over the air rush to what seemed to be the pilot. After a few hand motions and distant wails, the pilot nodded and took the papers from the commander as her glance fixed on Noelani and then back to the commander.
"Are you positive that's the one?"
"Don't let her appearance fool you... if you do, you'll never be alive to receive your pay."
"Which better be damn high for what you're making me get into!"
"You will be rewarded handsomely, by word of Darth Sidious. Noelani! Get on the ship!"
Noelani followed the pilot up the ramp as various gases pumped out of sides and into the intoxicated air of space. With a jolt, the ramp closed behind them as the pilot walked through the ship into the control room and flopped into the commanding torn leather seat. He grabbed a headpiece from the rafter above and placed it carefully on his head over his bandaged helmet, the one over his eye remaining untouched.
"This is Bounty Hunter Sadie Craw asking permission to deport The Bantha from air space 013 Imperial Starblaster 7. I repeat, this is Bounty Hunter Sadie Craw asking permission to deport The Bantha from docking bay 013 Imperial Starblaster 7."
"Permission granted Sadie. You are free to deport in 10 minutes, please stand by."
Holding her robes close to her body, Noelani took the seat next to Sadie as the conversation took place. By watching her every motion, she gathered how long flying had been in this bounty hunter's life as her hands moved over the switches and buttons like a pianist would the keys. When one was close enough to her, she noticed a scar shaped like an arrow across the inner outside. Glancing at the other hand, the remaining parts of the scar were obvious when looked for. Suddenly, the ship sped into hyperdrive and the need to remain seated in the cockpit was lifted. Noelani found herself sitting at a small table in a makeshift living room, stocked with weaponry and poisonous cargo. Sadie sprawled out on one of the five chairs lining the room as she cleaned one of the weapons.
"Where did you get the scars?" Noelani asked fulfilling her curiosity.
Sadie simply raised her head and eyes in question.
"The ones... on you hands..."
"These" Sadie said looking down at them "have a long story." Noelani opened her eyes wide in surprise that this rugged figure was a woman probably no older then herself. Her baggy clothing and short blonde hair had made it almost seem like she was a man. Not to mention in her previous conversations, she had made herself sound like one.
"Would you tell me?"
"I was born on a ship to captives of, to me, an unknown torturer. Soon after both my parents were slain for knowing secret information on the new battle driods at that time. Thinking that they might have given me the information, they used to torture me as a child by binding me with these rope-like chains around my hands and legs. Am I getting to bloody for you?"
"Actually... it's all too familiar. My parents were killed by madmen as well, I've always known them to have been greedy bounty hunters."
Sadie looked at the girl huddled in her black robes sitting in the chair across the table. Her stance gave the impression of a weak human, ready to shrivel up and die at a moment's notice, but her eyes and voice were as cold as ice.
"I'm sorry to hear that, but just to make you feel better - I couldn't have been from my clan. We don't trade, we are on bounty missions only."
"That makes me feel so much better. But if you were being tortured by these unknown scum, how did you end up here?" Noelani asked to get off the crushing topic of her parents.
"Since I never knew the information in the first place, they finally jettisoned me into space. After two years of carbonation, flying all over the galaxy, I landed on Tatooine, breaking the carbonation. I was saved by a Bantha - henceforth the name of my beauty we're currently flying in. The sand people there became my family and I became what am I now, a bounty hunter, but truly out for" Sadie was cut short of her speech by Noelani who whispered,
"Revenge"
"I guess you and I have alote more in common then I thought."
"Don't assume so much... you always have the chance to escape." Noelani said covering her face again with her cloak. She did not need nor want bonding time with a bounty hunter, no matter how closely matched their stories were. Sadie took a deep yawn and went back to polishing her gun, now and then taking a glance at Noelani. After a while she noticed that the she had fallen asleep on the chair sitting up, but her once cold eyes were shut and almost childish. Sadie placed the gun on the table and moved her to a bed close to the cockpit. Grabbing a nearby pillow and blanket, she slowly placed the pillow under Noelani's head and tucked the blanket in around her.
"Poor thing..." Sadie whispered as she brushed one of Noelani's bright orange strands of hair away from her forehead. Almost motherly, Sadie bent down and kissed her gently on the cheek. "She never chose to have this life."
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Amalié checked her utility belt for the tenth time that morning. Yes, she had the small coil of rope, the food and energy capsules, the underwater breathing utensil (which she doubted she'd use, but a Jedi must be prepared for anything), her Commlink, and numerous other small, yet very useful devices.
She took her lightsaber in her hand. This was the specialist and most unique thing in her possession. The handle wasn't longer than 30 centimeters, and had a radius of 2 centimeters. It was thin compared to most, almost too thin. She remembered fondly the time she and Depa had spent putting it together. Amalié's 'saber was based on Depa's, but had just a few alterations. Depa's was also thinner than most lightsabers. Both shared the same handle design, but Amalié had been known to wrap medical tape over the energy coils because she believed it was easier to hold, but now refrained from doing so. She had finally managed to get all the stick from the tape off, and wasn't keen on having to scrape more off when she returned. But her favourite part was the blade, Amalié was always striving to be different from other Jedi, and the blade of her lightsaber was one thing that made her unique. She had selected the right combination of crystals, so when it was ignited, the lightsaber had a brilliant golden glow instead of the normal green or blue. The only other person she knew of with another colour was Mace Windu and his custom-made purple 'saber. That, and the Sith always had crimson blades. She put the lightsaber back on its hook.
Taking a deep breath, she stared at the Jedi Starfighter she was to take to Tatooine. She looked back at her mentor and smiled.
"May the Force be with you," Depa said.
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Sadie Crow put the ship on autopilot. They were currently in orbit around the golden planet of Tatooine. Sadie decided to take this time to read over the documents on the mission that Darth Sidious had sent her on. This would be costly, as there were Jedi involved. Well, a Jedi Padawan, which would make things easier, but only just slightly. She looked at a hologram image of the Padawan.
"Pretty little thing. Shame she isn't going to live much longer." Sadie mumbled with a bit of a shrug. She read over a few documents, but all basically said the same thing. Her name was Amalié and she had no last name. This was her Jedi trial, to find a senator and bring him back to Coruscant. Fortunately, Sadie had one piece of information that the Jedi did not, she knew where the Senator was. All she had to do was get there first, maybe kill the Senator depending, and then kill the Jedi. It did not seem too difficult, but then again, there was a Jedi involved, so one could never be too sure.
Sadie took the Bantha off autopilot, and looked back at the sleeping Sith, Noelani. Sadie decided not to wake her, not yet anyway. It was hard to believe that this girl, barely 20, was a fully trained killing machine capable of no emotions. Well, supposedly.
Sadie turned her attention back to landing the ship. She gently guided it through the atmosphere, and was able to touch down in once of the busy ports. She had no reason for secrecy, hell, everyone was going to know sooner or later.
"Hey kid," Sadie called back to the Sith. Noelani slowly opened her golden eyes, and gave Sadie a look as if it were some huge inconvenience that they were even speaking again.
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A warm wind blew across the golden desert that was the planet of Tatooine. Amalié had to squint for a moment before her eyes adjusted to the light change. This was different. The light from the sun made living on this planet during the day almost unbearable, but at night, she had read than temperature sometimes got to -20 degrees centigrade. She shed her Jedi robe for a If she was going to be stuck on this desolate planet for a while, Amalié had decided that she was at lead going to be comfortable. Then there was the fact that the longer she hid the fact that she was a Jedi, the better.
Amalié looked of, and could just barely make out the small city that Staflon Daal'aam was supposedly residing in. She had only taken a few steps before the mechanical beeping of her small droid interrupted her thoughts.
"R-7," she told the droid, "stay here please."
The droid replied in a somewhat disapproving tone. Amalié laughed and smiled at the droid.
"I'll be back soon."
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A/N Hope you like, and PLEASE R and R, we honestly could use any and all the feedback we can get, and seeing, as we're both fairly new to ff.net, we really enjoy the reviews, so pleaaase review! Ty!
~Kae and Lynzei
