Thank you thank you thank you for the reviews!!!! I'm so glad you all liked this story and I cannot tell you how happy I am you took the time to read it… I hope to see you all at my sequel!!!
NOTE: Ok to answer that question about Bant and Kit… indeed Kit is Bant's Master in the actually timeline of events after Tahl died… but I prefer Bant as a healer. AU yes… but so much easier for her to rant on Obi… ::evil grin::
Thank you all again!!
Epilogue
The sun hung high in the afternoon sky, but clouds coming from the horizon threatened to engulf its warm rays. Rain fell softly from the distant storm falling to the small, dirty moon. Showdow laugh as he stared at the gray sky from the door of his old apartment.
"What's so funny?" His friend asked leaning against the broken building. He watched as his friend looked for his key in his small shoulder pack. "No wait, rhetorical. I can guess. You're thinking about that bomb you planted for the Jedi right?"
Unlocking the door the carver smiled. "How'd you guess?" He asked sarcastically.
The two made their way into the dusted old apartment. A think layer of dust lay on the stairs and floor. It flew in puffs upwards as they walked up the stairs and across the creaky flooring. Over the windows hung black drapes blocking out the sunlight and the musty smell made the carver's stomach turn slightly.
Throwing his pack down Showdow went over to the windows and ripped the drapes off and dropped them to the floor. He opened this window as rain began to fall outside. The alien put his hand out the window and let the cool drops run off his dirty fingers down to the street below.
Sighing he turned to his friend who had flopped down on the ratty couch that sat in the middle of the room. "You know, I'm going to miss those brats."
Dev ran his hand through his red hair and snorted. "You would."
"Wouldn't I?"
The two shared a small chuckle before Showdow sat on the table in front of the falling apart couch his friend sat on. He looked over the man then back out the open window. A cold breeze blew in as the rain fell harder and the sky grew gradually darker from the oncoming clouds.
Turning back to Dev, the alien smiled slightly. "Maybe I was a little hard on the brats." He said blankly.
"Excuse me?!" Dev's mouth fell open and he stared wide-eyed at the statement.
The carver's eyes lit with fire. "I should have saved some for later."
Sighing the young man rolled his eyes. "Should have guessed."
Standing up the carver picked up his bag and reached down inside and brought out a long object covered in a dirty rag. Taking the old cloth off of the cylinder the Showdow smiled sadly at the lightsaber that lay in his hands.
He missed his friend…
And the girl would miss the Master's saber. But she would get it back. All in due time, and the proper planning.
He walked over to a small round table in front of the window, which held a small black safe. Taking the key out of a pouch hanging on his belt he opened it and placed the saber in it slowly…
Something about locking it away was like saying good-bye all over again.
Why had he taken it anyway? What use was it to him?
Shaking his head at his own question Showdow laugh to himself. He had a plan, one that would be just like his first, but with his own new twist to it.
Dev got up off the couch and closed the window with a hard slam. "It's cold enough." He turned towards his room but stopped at his door. "When do you plan on leaving this place again?"
"When the time is right." Was the vague answer the carver offered.
"You're never specific are you?" Not waiting for an answer the young man slammed his door shut leaving the carver alone.
"No my friend. I don't even know myself." He whispered softly to the cold air.
Showdow sighed and sat down on the couch staring blankly at the wall. He had nothing to do… for the first time in forever he had nothing to do. But then again ever minutes was precious in it's own way.
Each moment could be used for his good. For his planning. Everything had to be perfect. Just like his last plan, it had gone just the way he planned it.
And he intended to plan every second out. Just like before.
Staring out at the lightening that danced across the sky as the storm worsened Showdow laughed hard and cruelly.
He had a lot of planning to do. After all, Zae-Non would want Mik's lightsaber back…
And no doubt Kenobi would be missing his precious stone back. The brat didn't even know it was gone yet.
::Big grin:: yea I kno… we still don't know about them… that would be wat the sequel is for rite??
About the sequel: The sequel is, again I say, Chain of the Past. It'll be out as soon as I can get it done… I'm not to sure about that honestly. But I will do my best to hurry! I have a trailer made up for it… I'm posting that tomorrow afternoon
Thank you all once again!! Great hearing from you as always!
