-Ch.5 is here! When FFN readers were bored and idiotic, Ch.5 saved the day! YAY! … Okay, I'll stop shouting gloriously about my new Chapter and get on with it. Enjoy, but review or the evil music will play-SF12

"Fellow Telosians! Our planet lies in ruin and it's beautiful spaces destroyed! It has been ninety-three years since the evil Xanatos polluted our planet with corruption as well as true mining, which destroyed the Sacred Pools and Crystal Caves. And it has been even longer since the evil Crion, his father, began waging a war with our neighboring planet to suit his power-hungry nature! Yet, our cities are riddled with crime and great environmental dangers. Why is this so? I'll tell you why! Our people have not contributed efforts to change! Many of our citizens are great people, yet do nothing to help. Well, that has to change! Without contribution from every Telosian, our world will slowly crumble until it is nothing more than a chaotic wasteland with no culture or even civility! It is teamwork that will get us through this crisis! Who's with me?"

You had to hand it to Senator Ven. That guy was a great motivational speaker. Teron just hoped Ven would get to use that talent again.

The speeder parked on the edge of the huge crowd watching Alajin Ven's speech. Quickly scanning the crowd, Teron realized this was going to be harder than he thought. There were thousands of people here! He would never…

"There he is!" Besko shouted, pointing toward the first circle of people around Ven.

And there he was. The Teevan hunter. He was slowly raising his repeaters. They had to hurry or Ven would die. Thinking quickly, Teron turned to the Twi'lek that flew them there. "We're going to have to borrow this, ma'am."

"What? WHAT?"

"Sorry, ma'am, but Senator Ven needs our help!"

Changing her tone immediately, the Twi'lek wordlessly got out of the vehicle.

"Alright, Besko. I'll fly the speeder through the crowd. You have to make as much noise as possible so that they'll notice and get out of the way."

The speeder slowly began to move through the crowd, with Besko shouting at the top of his lungs. "People, MOVE! Senator Ven is in danger! Move!"

Members of the crowd shook their heads and the Jedi heard one mutter, "Attention-seekers!"

"It's not working, Teron. We need to try something else!"

"Too late for that! The hunter is making his move."

Sure enough, the Teevan was taking advantage of the fact that Ven had a break in his speech, and was preparing to creep up onto the podium.

"We'll never make it in time! And Ven can't hear us from here." Teron said worriedly

"No, but I think I know what might work, Master." Besko took a deep breath and summoned the Force, jerking his hand in the bounty hunter's general direction.

Suddenly, Alajin Ven abruptly jolted so he was looking straight at the hunter. Somehow, he understood what the Jedi meant, though he couldn't hear them. Gasping, he hit the ground and ducked behind his stand, yelling into his voice amp. "Let that speeder through! Bounty hunter! Let them through!"

The crowd parted and Teron pushed the airspeeder to its max speed. The Teevan's eyes widened and he reached onto his back…and flipped the power switch on a jet-pack!

"Oh, come on! When did he get that?"

"Someone's really determined to get rid of this guy! Well, no matter. He has a new jet-pack, we've always had the Force, Padawan."

Teron and Besko Force-leaped from the speeder, landing smoothly on the podium just as the Teevan did.

"Besko, take care of Senator Ven. I'll deal with this scum!"

Teron rushed at the hunter, activating his lightsaber. His adversary drew a vibroblade, expertly parrying Teron's blows.

Meanwhile, Besko was desperately trying to find a way to get Alajin Ven to safety. The fight between Teron and the Teevan blocked the only exit off the platform. And the platform was twenty feet of the ground. Looking around, he spied a small building marked 'Volunteer Sign-ups', apparently where supporters of Ven's cause put their names down to help. It would do.

"Senator Ven? Listen closely. I'm going to cast my cable launcher's cord to that building, it will stick there and when you press the trigger, you will zip toward the building. Don't worry, you will stop when the line runs out. But, there, the drop from your position is only about five feet. You'll live. Are you ready?"

Alajin Ven gritted his teeth, then nodded grimly. Besko shot the cord from his cable launcher and gave it to Ven, who pulled the trigger and immediately shot forward toward the volunteer building.

Nodding with satisfaction, Besko hurried to help his Master.

Upon seeing his target escape, the Teevan let out a cry of rage and started to follow with his jet-pack. But, noticing the crowd was watching him, and all of those with weapons had them drawn, he gave up and flew away. But the look that he gave the Jedi clearly stated, 'This is not over. I'll return.'

Sinking wearily back into the speeder, the Jedi headed for Alajin Ven. Upon arriving at the place Ven escaped to, Teron got out and instructed his Padawan to return the airspeeder to its owner and then report back. After his apprentice left, Teron approached Alajin Ven

"I trust you are unhurt, Senator Ven?"

"Yes, I'm fine. And please, call me Alajin. You saved my life, so I'm not going to waste time on titles and all that bantha fodder."

"Well, okay. I'm Teron Kenobi. I'm investigating those Senate murders, and learned that you were involved with Seers Brun Hiar and Zana Cobral, the deceased Senators. I and my apprentice, Besko Orion, believed you'd be next."

Alajin wiped a tear away from his face. "Thank you. I… I knew it would be dangerous to attempt my speech today, but… my world is in so much trouble, and I needed to help solve the problems. Like I said, every Telosian must contribute. I just feel sorry for Zana and Brun, they were great people, some of the best friends and smartest colleagues anyone could ask for. They will be missed greatly. But, if there's anything I can do to help…"

"Actually, Sen-, um, Alajin, I was hoping you could tell me about the matter you and the other two were going to present to the Senate. It might help us stop the hunter, and, whomever it is who is his client."

"Of course." Alajin said, calming down. "Well, Brun discovered rumors that someone in the Outer Rim region was turning scrap metals into battle droids. He thought it was just gossip, but when he, Zana and I asked more and more people on different planets, they all confirmed that a hooded man came every month or so to collect metals and pay their owners. Then, later, after someone attacked the hooded man for some unconfirmed reason, he began to travel with two droids, the old Trade Federation type. These droids had strong enough armor, but it was odd-looking, with different patches of metals here and there. Some of the witnesses said it was obvious that their scrap metals had been used."

"But, I wonder why he didn't save trouble by buying normal metals off the black market." Teron pondered.

"Hmm. Well, my guess is the person wanted to be discreet about it. I mean, the people barely told us the info, because I think they were frightened. So whoever is doing this decided that he or she could kill two gorak birds with one blaster bolt if he killed us. Then, no one but the witnesses would know, and after our deaths, they'd be too scared to tell anyone. One clever person, eh?"

"Indeed."

Besko chose this moment to arrive, breathless, from giving the Twi'lek her speeder.

"Ah, Besko. Alajin has given me some new ideas, but first things first; we need to catch that hunter. However, it's getting late, so we'll retire to the Faith. No offense intended, Alajin, but I'm not sure I'd trust a hotel here after today."

But Alajin Ven wouldn't hear of it. He offered the Jedi his guest room, and, after some protest, the two gave in and followed the Senator to his quarters.

The guest room was nothing more than a plainly decorated room with twin sleepcouches. But to two exhausted Jedi who had been in three battles in one day, it was paradise. They fell asleep immediately.

In the late morn, only Teron awoke. Alajin was obviously a late sleeper and Besko had been through a lot in one day. In fact, Teron would be asleep too, if he hadn't figured out how to find the hunter. So easy he thought. Why didn't think of it before?

Getting up, he gently shook Besko awake.

"What's up?" Besko asked sleepily.

"I figured out how we can find the Teevan!"

That got Besko's attention. "How?"

"You tell me." His Master grinned. "'We are not saints, but seekers.'" He quoted.

That was an old Jedi saying. Besko thought for a moment, then answered. "Well, we seek the bounty hunter, but… we must look somewhere a saint wouldn't look. Like a… like a criminal hangout or something."

"You've sort of got it, though the source is not exactly criminal-related. Here's a saying that'll help, but has nothing to do with Jedi: 'It takes one to know one'."

Besko groaned. "I see where this is going and I really don't like it."

-SO LONG! It took me a long time to write this, but it's finished. I'm not really sure how I feel 'bout this chapter, but I like most of it. Oh yeah, I noticed the ridiculous amount of italics in the end, but it was necessary, y'know. Okay, review please. I'm being polite, so I'm hoping you'll be nice and review me. PLEASE-SF12