Well now, I must thank Rainymalamute for hanging in there with me, and also
Robyn Maddison as well. I also like to thank EVERYONE who has read and
reviewed. I appreciate it VERY much. I don't read comics very much, but I
guess I should…hummmm. Okay, in this chapter, I'll try to get the bearings
on the situation on Corasuant and stuff. I've got it all planned out and
even know why someone wants Padme dead…again. She gets on a lot of
people's nerves, doesn't she? If Boba's plans work out, he gets DOUBLE
payment from two different employers!! I hope they do!….. Don't look at
me like that!! Do you REALLY think I know?
Chapter 9
"Under arrest?" The Jedi present stood up suddenly, with the exception of Yoda, and stared at the back of the chancellor who was gazing out his large window. "You must think this over, chancellor." The Jedi speaking was beginning to loose his calm. Quickly, he calmed himself and sank to his chair.
"I have thought over it a great deal, and realized that it would be best…." He forced the grin off his face and turned around. "Even though I do have emergency powers, I must keep the public happy. For, when I return to democracy, I must have the people in my favor. It should only be for a while, and you will have you temple to keep you company." The Jedi stared at him in shock. "You will be placed under house arrest, of course. It would be quite improbable to put all of you in cells. You will be disarmed, and every thing that can be used to make a weapon will be taken, if it has not already."
"You cannot do this! After all we have done for The Republic! After all we have done for you, and Naboo, and the galaxy!" The Jedi waved his arms wildly, stunned out of control that the chancellor, their long trusted friend, to even think of such a thing.
"Do this, he can. Accept it, we should. Resist it, we should not." Yoda nodded wisely, sliding out of his chair and started hobbling to the door. "Back to the temple, we should go. Call all Jedi back, we must."
"If not all Jedi are back to the temple, we shall be forced to put bounties on their heads. They will be unharmed; the senate does not want hordes of Jedi after it. So I strongly suggest returning to the temple and calling all Jedi back, just as Master Yoda says." He looked grave at his next statement. "Even the ones protecting Senator Amidala."
Senator Amidala was in wonderment at the moment Chancellor Palpatine said the devastating words about her protectors. She had met a charming young man and now was strolling with him, her Jedi guards following at a distance. He was talking with her about politics and the crisis on Corasuant and the clone troopers.
"What do you think about the Gungan from Naboo calling for emergency powers for Chancellor Palpatine, Senator?" The man looked down at her with his soft brown eyes and his black hair, definitely not a native Nabooian.
"I think Jar Jar did the right thing, though I would have preferred it if he had contacted me first when I heard about it. Then, I later heard that he had done it under request from…friends. I was pleased with him that he got the senate to side with him."
"So that's the rancid Gungan's name." The man shook his head. "I wouldn't advise him to do such a thing." He looked behind him, glancing at the Jedi.
"Why do you say such a thing, Mister Mereel?"
Once again the man looked over his shoulder at the two Jedi. "I hate to tell you this, but Chancellor Palpatine is not to be fully trusted. He-"
"Is a good man!" the senator interrupted. "He has supported Naboo for years! He-!" She stopped when she saw that her new friend was laughing. "WHAT are you laughing at?"
"I didn't mean to anger you, I was just testing." He chuckled, but to Padme there seemed to be coldness behind it, like it was forced. "He is completely trustworthy." He looked away and muttered something to himself.
"Mister Mereel, it was a pleasure to meet you, but this is where I must leave you. This is were I am staying."
"The palace grounds? I've never been to the palace." He looked toward the palace, on its majestic beauty, but it was lost on him. "Perhaps someday I will enter the grand halls. I hope that we will met again, Senator." He took her hand and brushed his lips against it, acting like a true gentleman, which, of course, he wasn't.
Padme blushed, looking at Anikan who had become deeply interested in a fruit stand next to him. 'Jaster Mereel' watched as Padme Amidala, his merchandise, walked toward her quarters with the two Jedi flanking her. He turned and waited until he was a block away before spiting out the taste of the senator's perfumes. Boba Fett grimaced, hoping beyond hope that this wouldn't last long. It was the hunt, and the credits that kept him acting as a gentleman. He shook his head and walked into his hotel.
"Hello Mister Mereel, I trust your outing was pleasant?" The question was rather odd, coming from a droid, but Boba Fett replied nonetheless.
"Yes, it was, thank you. Send all my calls to my room." He took the key from the counter and headed up to his room. He wasn't staying at the hotel, he just had to make it appear that he was. Up in his room, Boba Fett stripped his 'face' off which also made him look older than he was. He hated the disguise, but it was necessary to avoid the two Jedi protecting her. Those blasted Jedi who got in the way so often. Boba Fett sat in a chair and mused over the two Jedi he had seen with her. Hadn't someone else gotten off with them? He couldn't remember at the moment.
He doubted anyone would be contacting him, as no one knew what his alias was, or where he was for that matter, so he was a little more than surprised when he saw a red beeping light on his message receiver. He turned it on, wondering who it was contacting him. His eyes narrowed when he saw a miniature familiar figure standing before him.
Bossk, another bounty hunter, was under the impression that Boba Fett's real name was truly Jaster Mereel. The stupid Trandoshan grumbled something to someone off screen before starting. "Boba Fett, my father," he glared off screen, "has suggested that a partnership be formed between you and me to catch Senator Amidala. Contact me again, or my father, Cradossk, who is the leader of the Bounty Hunter Guild."
Boba Fett cut connection. What a buffoon. He was nothing but a pawn for his father, even the young Boba Fett saw it, so why couldn't he. It was just a grand scheme to get him to join the Guild. Jango Fett had told his son that he was to always be a lone operator unless he needed a partner for whatever reason. Boba new the day would come when he was required, he would never need one, to have a partner. He was under the impression that they got in the way and were irritating.
Master Zen Kulkan and her Padawan Aayla Secura were in the Jedi archives, looking for hidden information on this Boba Fett. The blue female Twi'lek sat at the computers as her master roamed with the keeper, looking for all the recent records of bounty hunters. Neither of the Jedi's were having much luck. Aayla sat and stared dully at the screen, forcing her mind not to wander. The usually quick computers were being very slow, or the bounty hunter had very little information about him. She snapped awake when the computer suddenly came to life, a few words scrolling across the screen.
"Master?" Her master and Madam Jocasta Nu, the archives keeper, came swiftly over. They read, and nodded. "What does that mean, Master? That he's a clone? Like all the clone troopers?"
"Yes, he is an original clone of the bounty hunter, so he's not exactly like a clone trooper. That is, however, old information. Master Obi-Wan Kenobi told us this. We should contact him before we look any further at this bounty hunter."
They left the archives and headed for the com-centers, only to find Master Yoda and other council members standing solemnly in there, contacting Jedi around the galaxy.
"What is it Master Yoda?" Aayla asked, her brow furrowing in worry.
"Contact all Jedi and bring them back, we must. Quickly, it must be done. Enemies, we have." He shook his head sadly, his large eyelids closing for a few seconds. "Under arrest, we are."
"What? That-that cannot be!" Aayla's master stepped forward, her dark eyes going wide.
"Chancellor Palpatine has turned against us. We have been put under house arrest so we need to get all the Jedi back here before bounties are put on their heads. The galaxy is in dark times."
"We must contact Master Kenobi to get more information on the bounty hunter."
"You will have to wait until they arrive here at the Jedi temple I'm afraid. We cannot go against the government."
What do you think? I hope you like!!!! I think I confused myself though! I was told that the Mandalorians were wiped out during the Clone Wars, but THEN I was told that they were wiped out during the SITH Wars. WAAAAAAH!!! I'M SO CONFUSED!!!!! HELP!! Anyway, this is getting more complex then I imagined, so want feedback about how complex you peeps like these things…. My mind runs away with me a lot…
Chapter 9
"Under arrest?" The Jedi present stood up suddenly, with the exception of Yoda, and stared at the back of the chancellor who was gazing out his large window. "You must think this over, chancellor." The Jedi speaking was beginning to loose his calm. Quickly, he calmed himself and sank to his chair.
"I have thought over it a great deal, and realized that it would be best…." He forced the grin off his face and turned around. "Even though I do have emergency powers, I must keep the public happy. For, when I return to democracy, I must have the people in my favor. It should only be for a while, and you will have you temple to keep you company." The Jedi stared at him in shock. "You will be placed under house arrest, of course. It would be quite improbable to put all of you in cells. You will be disarmed, and every thing that can be used to make a weapon will be taken, if it has not already."
"You cannot do this! After all we have done for The Republic! After all we have done for you, and Naboo, and the galaxy!" The Jedi waved his arms wildly, stunned out of control that the chancellor, their long trusted friend, to even think of such a thing.
"Do this, he can. Accept it, we should. Resist it, we should not." Yoda nodded wisely, sliding out of his chair and started hobbling to the door. "Back to the temple, we should go. Call all Jedi back, we must."
"If not all Jedi are back to the temple, we shall be forced to put bounties on their heads. They will be unharmed; the senate does not want hordes of Jedi after it. So I strongly suggest returning to the temple and calling all Jedi back, just as Master Yoda says." He looked grave at his next statement. "Even the ones protecting Senator Amidala."
Senator Amidala was in wonderment at the moment Chancellor Palpatine said the devastating words about her protectors. She had met a charming young man and now was strolling with him, her Jedi guards following at a distance. He was talking with her about politics and the crisis on Corasuant and the clone troopers.
"What do you think about the Gungan from Naboo calling for emergency powers for Chancellor Palpatine, Senator?" The man looked down at her with his soft brown eyes and his black hair, definitely not a native Nabooian.
"I think Jar Jar did the right thing, though I would have preferred it if he had contacted me first when I heard about it. Then, I later heard that he had done it under request from…friends. I was pleased with him that he got the senate to side with him."
"So that's the rancid Gungan's name." The man shook his head. "I wouldn't advise him to do such a thing." He looked behind him, glancing at the Jedi.
"Why do you say such a thing, Mister Mereel?"
Once again the man looked over his shoulder at the two Jedi. "I hate to tell you this, but Chancellor Palpatine is not to be fully trusted. He-"
"Is a good man!" the senator interrupted. "He has supported Naboo for years! He-!" She stopped when she saw that her new friend was laughing. "WHAT are you laughing at?"
"I didn't mean to anger you, I was just testing." He chuckled, but to Padme there seemed to be coldness behind it, like it was forced. "He is completely trustworthy." He looked away and muttered something to himself.
"Mister Mereel, it was a pleasure to meet you, but this is where I must leave you. This is were I am staying."
"The palace grounds? I've never been to the palace." He looked toward the palace, on its majestic beauty, but it was lost on him. "Perhaps someday I will enter the grand halls. I hope that we will met again, Senator." He took her hand and brushed his lips against it, acting like a true gentleman, which, of course, he wasn't.
Padme blushed, looking at Anikan who had become deeply interested in a fruit stand next to him. 'Jaster Mereel' watched as Padme Amidala, his merchandise, walked toward her quarters with the two Jedi flanking her. He turned and waited until he was a block away before spiting out the taste of the senator's perfumes. Boba Fett grimaced, hoping beyond hope that this wouldn't last long. It was the hunt, and the credits that kept him acting as a gentleman. He shook his head and walked into his hotel.
"Hello Mister Mereel, I trust your outing was pleasant?" The question was rather odd, coming from a droid, but Boba Fett replied nonetheless.
"Yes, it was, thank you. Send all my calls to my room." He took the key from the counter and headed up to his room. He wasn't staying at the hotel, he just had to make it appear that he was. Up in his room, Boba Fett stripped his 'face' off which also made him look older than he was. He hated the disguise, but it was necessary to avoid the two Jedi protecting her. Those blasted Jedi who got in the way so often. Boba Fett sat in a chair and mused over the two Jedi he had seen with her. Hadn't someone else gotten off with them? He couldn't remember at the moment.
He doubted anyone would be contacting him, as no one knew what his alias was, or where he was for that matter, so he was a little more than surprised when he saw a red beeping light on his message receiver. He turned it on, wondering who it was contacting him. His eyes narrowed when he saw a miniature familiar figure standing before him.
Bossk, another bounty hunter, was under the impression that Boba Fett's real name was truly Jaster Mereel. The stupid Trandoshan grumbled something to someone off screen before starting. "Boba Fett, my father," he glared off screen, "has suggested that a partnership be formed between you and me to catch Senator Amidala. Contact me again, or my father, Cradossk, who is the leader of the Bounty Hunter Guild."
Boba Fett cut connection. What a buffoon. He was nothing but a pawn for his father, even the young Boba Fett saw it, so why couldn't he. It was just a grand scheme to get him to join the Guild. Jango Fett had told his son that he was to always be a lone operator unless he needed a partner for whatever reason. Boba new the day would come when he was required, he would never need one, to have a partner. He was under the impression that they got in the way and were irritating.
Master Zen Kulkan and her Padawan Aayla Secura were in the Jedi archives, looking for hidden information on this Boba Fett. The blue female Twi'lek sat at the computers as her master roamed with the keeper, looking for all the recent records of bounty hunters. Neither of the Jedi's were having much luck. Aayla sat and stared dully at the screen, forcing her mind not to wander. The usually quick computers were being very slow, or the bounty hunter had very little information about him. She snapped awake when the computer suddenly came to life, a few words scrolling across the screen.
"Master?" Her master and Madam Jocasta Nu, the archives keeper, came swiftly over. They read, and nodded. "What does that mean, Master? That he's a clone? Like all the clone troopers?"
"Yes, he is an original clone of the bounty hunter, so he's not exactly like a clone trooper. That is, however, old information. Master Obi-Wan Kenobi told us this. We should contact him before we look any further at this bounty hunter."
They left the archives and headed for the com-centers, only to find Master Yoda and other council members standing solemnly in there, contacting Jedi around the galaxy.
"What is it Master Yoda?" Aayla asked, her brow furrowing in worry.
"Contact all Jedi and bring them back, we must. Quickly, it must be done. Enemies, we have." He shook his head sadly, his large eyelids closing for a few seconds. "Under arrest, we are."
"What? That-that cannot be!" Aayla's master stepped forward, her dark eyes going wide.
"Chancellor Palpatine has turned against us. We have been put under house arrest so we need to get all the Jedi back here before bounties are put on their heads. The galaxy is in dark times."
"We must contact Master Kenobi to get more information on the bounty hunter."
"You will have to wait until they arrive here at the Jedi temple I'm afraid. We cannot go against the government."
What do you think? I hope you like!!!! I think I confused myself though! I was told that the Mandalorians were wiped out during the Clone Wars, but THEN I was told that they were wiped out during the SITH Wars. WAAAAAAH!!! I'M SO CONFUSED!!!!! HELP!! Anyway, this is getting more complex then I imagined, so want feedback about how complex you peeps like these things…. My mind runs away with me a lot…