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Chapter 2

Qui gon and Padme and JarJar entered a junkyard with their droids. Its dusty and dingy. A Toydarion looked at them saying, "Hi chuba da naga?"

"I need parts for a J-type 327 Nubian." Quigon answers

"Ah yes, ah yes. Nubian. We have lots of that. What kinda junk?" Watto lookas out back and shouts, "Peedenkel! Naba dee unko." (Boy, get in here! Now!)

"My droid here has a readout of what I need." Qui gon says as he passes Watto a data pad.

A little boy of about 9 years old ran into the shop. He as dressed in rough clothes which seemed to be falling apart. He moved with a quick cat-like grace that Qui gon had only seen with boys in the Temple.

"Coona tee-tocky malia?" (What took you so long?) Watto said angrily to the boy. Obviously annoyed by the second delay.

"Mel tassa cho-passa…" (I was cleaning the bin like you...) The boy replied, before interrupted by Watto. He was apologetic, but very calm. There was no emotion shown in the boys face.

"Chut-Chut! Ganda doe wallya. Me dwana no bata." (Never mind! Watch the store I've got some selling to do here.) He said to the boy before turning his attention to Qui gon, obviously dismissing him. "Soooo, let me take- a thee out back. Ni you'll find what you need." Qui gon followed him to the yard with R2, hoping to find what they needed there

Padme looked around the shop. She never saw such junk. But it obviously worked. She hoped that they could get what they needed and be on their way. The space port was definitely not a nice place, and she was regretting her decision to come along.

"Are you an angel?" A voice interrupted her thoughts.

"What?" She said, curiously turning around to face the source of the voice.

"An angel." the boy said, cleaning some sort of pot. "I've heard the deep space pilots talk about them. They live on the Moons of Iego I think. They are the most beautiful creatures in the universe. They are good and kind, and so pretty they make even the most hardened spice pirate cry." It was obvious that the boy had been around dangerous men, and was a skilled flirt.

"I've never heard of angels." Padme replied, interested to see what the boys answer would be.

"You must be one...maybe you just don't know it." The boy said with the knowledge of young boy who thought he had seen a lot of the world.

" You're a funny little boy. How do you know so much?" Padme said curiously.

" I live in a space port, pilots get drunk and talk," the boy said, matter of factly,

"How long have you lived here?" She asked.

"Since I was very little, three, I think. My uncle and I were sold to Gardulla the Hutt, but she lost us, betting on the Podraces, to Watto, who's a lot better master than Gardulla, I think." He said as if his being an object was a normal thing.

"You're...a slave?" Padme said incredulously.

"I'm a person, and my name is Anakin," He said upset. It was obviously a sore spot, and she wanted to smooth it over quickly.

"I'm sorry. I don't fully understand. This is a strange world to me." She said looking around, as if to make her point. Anakin looked at her searchingly as if to decide what to do next.

"You are a strange girl to me." he admitted. They both turned to see JarJar making a mess of things. Anakin new that he would be the one to clean it up later.

Qui gon started walking into the shop, but paused slightly because he thought he had heard the name Obi.

"…wouldn't have lasted long if I weren't so good at fixing things. Or for my uncle Ben's support. I'm building my own droid…"

He had been mistaken, maybe the search was making him hear things, "We're leaving." He said, rushing out.

"I'm glad I met you, Anakin…" She said searchingly as she was leaving.

"Skywalker." he filled in for her.

She smiled and said, "Padme Naberrie."

Anakin wastched her go and shouted out to her, "I'm glad I met you too."

Watto flew in shakng his head. "Ootmians! Tinka me chasa hopoe ma booty na nolia."
(Outlanders! They think because we live so far from the center, we don't
know nothing.)

" La lova num botaffa." (They seemed nice to me.) Anakin replied honestly.

Watto looked at him, "Fweepa niaga. Tolpa da bunky dunko." (Clean the racks, then you can go home.)

Anakin jumped off the work top and raced to the racks excited to be leaving

Qui gon was getting frustrated, they had nothing to barter with and they were running out of time. Qui gon calmed himself though, another situation would present itself, he was sure.

As they walked down the street, trying to think of ways to get the parts they needed, JarJar, walking slowly behind them saw a snack that looked interesting outside a pub. Stuffing it into his mouth, the vendor saw and told him it was 7 rupee's. At that price JarJar spit it out. It landed in a dug's soup who was sitting outside the pub. Looking at the mess on his clothes, the dug jumped over to JarJar landing on him and mauling him with the offending snack in his hand. "Ni chuba na?" (Is this yours?) The dug said menacingly.

As JarJar tried to scramble away he said to himself, "Why mesa always da one?"

"Because you're afraid." A voice said out of the gathering crowd. JarJar saw Anakin and moved over to next to him. Anakin was very calmly standing up to the dug. Obviously unafraid, Anakin addressed him self assuredly. "Chess ko, Sebulba...Coo wolpa tooney rana." (Careful, Sebulba...This one's very connected.) Anakin said as the dug moved over JarJar.

Sebulba stopped his attack quickly looking viciously at the boy. "Tooney rana nu pratta dunko, shag." (Connected? What do you mean, slave?)

"Oh da Hutt...cha porko ootman geesa...me teesa rodda co pana pee choppa chawa." (As in Hutt...big time outlander, this one... I'd hate to see you diced before we race again.) Anakin said with a smirk

"Neek me chowa, wermo, mo killee ma klounkee" (Next time we race, wermo, it will be the end of you!) Sebulba said standing up to walk away. "Una noto wo shag, me wompity du pom pom." (If you weren't a slave, I'd squash you right now.)

"Eh, chee bana do mullee ra." (Yeah, it'd be a pity if you had to pay for me.) Anakin said to sebulbas retreating back with a laugh. He looked a the two humans coming towards him. "Hi! Your buddy here was about to be turned into orange goo. He picked a fight with a Dug. An especially dangerous Dug called Sebulba."

"Nosir, nosir. Mesa hate crunchen. Dat's da last ting mesa wanten." JarJar said in his defence.

"Nevertheless, the boy is right...you were heading for trouble." Qui gon said to the clumsy Gungan. "Thank you, my young friend." Qui gon looked curiously at the calm boy, who looked as if nothing had happened.

"Mesa doen nutten!" JarJar said, trying to justify what had happened.

"Fear attracts the fearful. He was trying to overcome his fear by squashing you...be less afraid." Anakin said in response to the Gungan. Qui gon looked quickly at the boy, That was a Jedi technique. Where could he have heard that?

"And that works for you." Padme said looking at the boy.

" To a point." Anakin replied with a sad smile.

Anakin walked to in front of a fruit stand and talked to the old lady working it.

" How are you feeling today, Jira?" Anakin said, concerned for the woman's health.

" The heat's never been kind to me, you know, Ani!" She said in reply.

"Guess what?" Anakin said excitedly, "I've found that cooling unit I've been searching for. It's pretty beat up, but I'll have it fixed up for you in no time, I promise."

" You're a fine boy, Ani." Jira said, looking fondly at the boy, "I don't know how that uncle of yours managed it by himself, but he should be very proud."

Anakin looked abashed and changed the subject quickly, " I'll take four pallies today." He said turning to Padme, "You'll like these…"

As Anakin starts to hand over the money to Jira, but drops a coin. As Qui gon bends down to pick it up, Anakin saw his lightsabre, and was suddenly aware that maybe they were dangerous. Obi Wan had told him about a masked individual he had met on his journeys with a light sabre, trained like a Jedi but not a Jedi. Anakin was on his guard. It could be a Jedi though, which would seem more likely, but then, why would he be here on the outer rim?

Anakin looked around and noticed that the shops were packing up and the winds moving fast.

" Gracious, my bones are aching...storm's coming on, Ani. You'd better get home quick." Jira told him.

" Do you have shelter?" Anakin asked Qui gon.

" We'll hed back to our ship." He replied.

"Is it far?" Anakin asked, knowing how this conversation would end up. He decided that he would have to trust his instincts and the force and trust them.

"On the outskirts." Padme answered.

"You'll never reach the outskirts in time." Anakin said, shocked at the lack of knowledge, "sandstorms are very, very dangerous. Come with me. Hurry!"

The group followed Anakin to his home.

A lot longer this time, but it's basic stuff that had to be written before moving on. Qui gon and Obi Wan should see each other again in the next chapter. Will I be evil and make it a cliffhanger?