Chapter 62: Granted
One year later...
Some days, Obi-Wan can only marvel at how far Siri has come.
Others...
He's reminded how little she's changed.
Especially when she's so damn creepy about it.
"Come little Jedi I'll take thee away, from all the pain and the sorrow..."
He watched through the monitors alongside his Grandmaster, Master Tholme, and Master Windu, as Siri dispatched yet another Shadow training exercise in the lower levels of the Temple. Actively using the Dark Side or not, she was still dangerous and skilled. The scenario this time was simple: The Jedi have tracked down the Sith to a complex facility, the objective was to capture the Sith while preventing them from escaping. Of course, Siri never made anything simple, and it was a fair point that neither would Sidious if they could corner him.
Siri was currently walking down multiple corridors at once, making the lights flicker, then appearing to disappear and reappear elsewhere all the while singing a creepy tune that she somehow made her illusions sing as well. They were allowed to give support to their fellows down below trying to pin her location, an imitation of the Jedi perhaps having hacked or controlled security. Which proved very, very useless when Siri could just use her illusions to keep where she really was hidden, use the Force to disable cameras as she went, and pick off Jedi with her lightsaber (at a training setting at least).
"She's not actively trying to escape," said Dooku dryly, "I dare say she's entertaining herself."
Windu sighed. "She always is."
Tholme hummed. "The Jedi have a long way to go to match the Sith, especially in favorable terrain."
Windu turned his head. "You consider being pinned down in a facility... favorable?"
"For her, yes," said Tholme tiredly, "We haven't been able to surround her. She is able to retreat and disappear all the while ambushing my Shadows and their support at her leisure. If we ever discover Sidious's identity, we have to be very careful where we want to confront him. Pushed into a corner with escape cut off and forced to engage in a fight is what we prefer. He works in the shadows, we must engage him in the light."
"That," said Dooku, "Will be easier said than done."
"Hells yeah it will be," came Siri's voice followed by a snap-hiss and a blue-lightsaber appearing alongside Obi-Wan's neck.
He went still, heart briefly giving a panicked erratic beat.
"Especially when you make it oh so easy," said Siri, voice mocking.
Windu, Dooku, and Tholme turned, irritation visible on their faces. Dooku crossed his arms. "If you would stop threatening my grand padawan...?"
The lightsaber disengaged and was tossed over to him. Obi-Wan turned around to see a very bored-looking Siri. "When did you get out?"
"Oh Obi-Wan," she said, grinning mockingly, "I was never actually down there. This is just basic levitation of my lightsaber along with some illusions, it's not difficult at all. Takes a bit of focus sure, and watching it through your cameras to make it walk and fight right certainly helps, but this is childsplay for a Sith."
There was a pool of dread in Obi-Wan's stomach. If Sidious could do this as well... how were they ever supposed to both track him down, and lock him down? Honestly, there had been five teams of five going through the area, with teams on every exit. Yet they hadn't realized she'd never stepped down there, only an illusion had, probably using that same trick she did to make Rain's Gatekeeper temporarily physical. And how the hell did singing work if she was in the same room as them and they never heard her specifically? He wants to bury his face in his hands a groan.
"Chin up Kenobi," teased Siri, "If you Jedi actually engage him in a fight, Sidious is more likely to just slaughter everyone in his path by overwhelming power than play hide and seek."
"Yes, because that is so much better," he answered flatly.
"Well, at least there is an illusion of a chance that way if you think you can fight him," she commented slyly.
Tholme shook his head and hit a button near the monitors. "The exercise is over, the Sith escaped."
There is a collective sense of resigned irritation, but it's gone from the Force after a few moments as the training exercise ends and teams gather to discuss it. Obi-Wan is glad he's not the one that has to tell them it was lost from the start. Honestly, she was able to block their bond enough that he didn't sense her in the same room. When had she learned how to do that? He doesn't bother asking, he doubts she'd give a sincere answer...
Obi-Wan glances over when Dooku and Windu's comlinks go off. Dooku frowns and checks his, "Hmm, it would seem I've been requested at a Council meeting. I wasn't aware of anything pressing that would demand my presence."
"Neither was I," agreed Windu, bringing the comlink to his mouth, "Windu here, what is it?"
A tiny Yoda hologram appears over the comlink. "Returned early, my grandpadawan and his padawan have."
Qui-Gon and Anakin?
Did their first mission since Anakin was injured go poorly?
"...and this requires the full council?" posed Windu cautiously.
"A brief message, my grandpadawan sent," said Yoda, voice tired, "An old injury, re-opened. Implications there are. Know better I do to let it fester this time, wish for my padawan to be present for Qui-Gon."
Dooku frowns intently, moving around to try to peer at Yoda's face for clues. "...as you wish."
He looks distant, eyes somewhat glazed, trying to figure out what this is about. Obi-Wan will admit he is cautiously curious as well. They leave the room shortly after, Tholme to go debrief his shadows from the exercise, the rest of them heading up topside to the temple proper. Once they reach the ground floor, Obi-Wan hones in on Qui-Gon's presence at a distance for a very uncomfortable reason.
It's not often he has felt his Master this agitated, this filled with self-flagellation. Prior to Anakin's injury, it had been a great long while.
They cross paths a few minutes later, but Qui-Gon doesn't even turn to acknowledge them. "Padawan, go with Obi-Wan, I will handle the council meeting."
Anakin looks hesitant, like he wants to reach out, but doesn't. "...okay."
Dooku moves to walk alongside Qui-Gon in companionable silence, Windu behind them, and disappears down the hallway.
Obi-Wan knows better than to have a discussion about whatever this is in the hallway, so he leads Anakin back to his apartment, Siri tagging along radiating amusement. Obi-Wan waits until he's gotten Anakin back to his apartment, seated, and tea set before the tense teen before prying.
"What happened?"
"Well, we were investigating some company for ties to the Confederacy," said Anakin, "I don't think it would normally matter, but there was something about price gouging and taking advantage of worlds in argued space?"
Obi-Wan nods. "The political uncertainty and transitions between governments leaves many worlds unfortunately vulnerable," he wonders if he needs to start keeping his ears open for..., "What was this company's name?"
"Offworld."
Obi-Wan can't help the reflexive flinch. Force, he hasn't had to really think about that spectacular mess in a while. "I can guess why Qui-Gon wouldn't naturally be happy with this mission, though he would be knowledgeable about that company."
"Yeah," said Anakin quietly, "He was only a bit sour about it at first, didn't really show it, at least... at least until we had a run in with the CEO."
"Who is...?" posed Obi-Wan.
"A guy named Granta Omega, he was... weird," said Anakin, "I think Qui-Gon said he was a... um... Force Null?"
Obi-Wan's eyebrows climb and even Siri whistles, commenting, "Annoying little buggers. Jedi would have just as much trouble tracking a Null as they would someone shrouded by the Veil."
"What about you?" asked Anakin.
Siri grimaced. "Okay, and Sith too. Though there are other methods. Paying someone to track them down tends to work better. So, why'd this little Null put Jinn in such a mood."
"Umm...," Anakin fidgeted, "I kinda figure it's a taboo topic, but the... Omega kinda had a screaming fit at Qui-Gon, accused him of murdering his father."
"Oh I have a bad feeling about this," muttered Obi-Wan, "Who?"
"Some guy named Xanatos?"
Obi-Wan suckered in a breath.
Siri let out a fit of hysterical laughter.
"It's not funny Siri," said Obi-Wan sharply.
"I... I dis... agree," she gasps out between laughs, "Jedi mistakes coming back to haunt them is always funny."
He gestures to the door. "By all means, laugh it up, in your own apartment."
"Touchy," she mocks, turning and making for the door, "Have fun cleaning up Xanatos related messes!"
Obi-Wan closes his eyes and begs the Force for patience, he hasn't wanted to strangle Siri in a long while, but sometimes she severely tries him. This is not a laughing matter, anything relating to Xanatos is bound to cause Qui-Gon to spiral, and Anakin doesn't need to be exposed to that.
"Umm... one sec Siri," said Anakin.
She pauses at the door. "What?"
"I mean... it's not just because of this Omega guy we came back early, Qui-Gon kinda... well... snooped around," said Anakin, hesitating, "The guy is trying to get in contact with the Sith, wants to offer them Offworld's support in exchange for... well... Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan dead. That, along with Omega trying to blow us up, had us coming back."
Oh, that's just lovely.
Siri huffs and crosses her arms, leaning in the doorway. "From what little I know, Offworld isn't that tempting of a target compared to other companies or trade conglomerates. Especially if Sidious has free reign to use Confederacy resources, so why would he need Offworld? Or more importantly, why would he waste time with it when he could be doing other things? A Sith can't be everywhere at once."
"It's a potential resource," posed Obi-Wan.
"Fair," agreed Siri, "But good luck proving it to the Senate. Information that Jinn illegally gained won't help you, even the 'blow you up' could be passed off at taking hostile actions against intruders."
"We will figure it out," is all Obi-Wan says, motioning again to the door.
She rolls her eyes at him but departs...
Siri hasn't had such entertainment in a while.
She can feel Qui-Gon's sourness all away across the temple. Anakin is a bit awkward and skittish, but leaning more and more towards frustration. Most likely because the boy has no idea what's going on and doesn't like to be kept in the dark. Obi-Wan is a fun mixture of self-flagellation, frustration, bitterness, and wariness over the whole thing. Dooku she can relatively feel growing more and more exasperated.
Best part is she doesn't even need to pay for the show or even be there. Shame she doesn't have snacks. Ah well...
She lays on her bed, one leg crossed over the other, reciting what she knows about the whole Xanatos mess to Rain, who looks bemused. "A little fallen Jedi, not even a proper Sith, causing such fun? Leaving a little bastard behind too. What a shame neither of us are there to pull a few puppet strings, it could be amusing."
"And here I was," said Siri, bringing a hand mockingly to her chest, "Thinking after that touching family reunion on Russan you'd be turning a new leaf."
"Kriff off Siri."
Siri merely laughs before going serious. "You think Sidious will be interested?"
Rain shrugged. "Do you know how many little leeches would try to attach themselves to the Sith for power? For revenge? There is an entire galaxy worth of them. If he's even aware of this, I'm not sure he'd get personally involved."
"Not for another attempt at Anakin?"
Rain snorts. "Skywalker is already in the crossfire by behind Jinn's apprentice, Sidious doesn't need to do anything special to put the brat in danger from this 'Granta Omega'. Feasibility-wise, he has an upcoming war between the Republic and the Confederacy to prepare, dealing with small fry like this is beneath him and a waste of time. However... it might be something he puts an apprentice, acolyte, or even a bounty hunter on. Though he already tried and failed with an acolyte, and I'm not sure he'd be ready yet for potential open warfare if C'Baoth gets outed for getting involved this early."
Rain tilts her head back. "He didn't personally go for Skywalker last time, and I don't see him doing it this time either, not with so small a prize."
Siri nods her head in agreement and stretches out briefly before deciding to laze the day away feeding off Jedi negativity for a buzz, she rarely has anything better to do with her days after all...
The months pass in a slow crawl for Siri with Qui-Gon, Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Jinzler out of the temple. Apparently, the Glass Tooka is stable enough for missions, and the council decided to assign two teams for Omega. Though every time they come back, more irritated than the last, is a breath of fresh air and amusement. Kenobi continues to be pissy about the whole thing and refusing to give her any juicy tidbits. But really, the fact that four Jedi haven't been able to apprehend Granta Omega is hilarious.
That Force Null must be a slippery little bastard. Though he does have a corporation behind him...
It wasn't until one particularly bad return that the stakes were upped. She overhears Jinn and Kenobi arguing furiously. Skywalker was apparently injured in the Halls of Healing, and she can hear Jinn ranting about someone? She sits next to the wall, presence muted, and enhances her hearing...
"How the hell was she sprung from the penal colony without anyone knowing?" said Obi-Wan with agitation, "It was supposed to be for life!"
"Yes well, I don't doubt the Sith would be interested in her 'expertise'," said Qui-Gon flatly, "This is getting far too dangerous, it needs to be ended swiftly, neither of our apprentices should be exposed to that woman. Spying on Omega meeting with her is going to be fuel for nightmares to come."
Well now, Siri is very curious who this is.
"We know for certain that he's meeting with the separatists since she mentioned being the head for one of their research labs, and we can get the senate involved on our side once we prove that she escaped the penal colony...," began Obi-Wan.
There is the sound of a door opening and footsteps followed before Dooku's voice rings out, "I'm afraid, my grandpadawan, that they covered their tracks well. Jenna Zan Arbor was apparently found deceased and cremated a year ago, cleverly leaving no body to check to confirm. I severely doubt the Confederacy is going to admit to having her. Do you have any other proof aside from your word on what you saw?"
The room goes uncomfortably silent, and Siri just slow blinks as she takes in the name. Jenna Zan Arbor, now there was a name she hadn't heard of in a very long time, since she was a Jedi Padawan herself. She thinks of how she, Master Gallia, and Obi-Wan found Qui-Gon near death in the woman's labs...
Her lips peel back into a snarl.
She doesn't want that bitch anywhere near Kenobi or Skywalker. Of course, she's still on parol bound to the temple for another kriffing five years...
"What's got your panties in a bunch?" comes Rain's mocking voice from the couch.
Siri scowls, fishes out her datapad, does a quick search on Arbor, and flings her datapad at Rain to read.
Either they figured out she's listening, or they just moved elsewhere, because she can't hear anything else after that.
"Hmm, this Jenna could be useful," mused Rain.
"If she doesn't end up dead before I get out of here, she will be after," is all Siri said flatly in response.
Rain rolls her eyes. "Your infatuation with that Jedi is annoying and wasteful. Arbor could be a valuable asset."
"Oh yes, let's allow a crazy scientist to research into the Force and potentially find something that could be a threat to us," said Siri sarcastically.
Rain huffed. "Whatever Siri, excuse it any way you want. You feel that your infatuation is threatened and you want the threat dead, there's not much more to it."
Siri glowers at her but doesn't respond.
Rain, the little bitch, gives her a smug look before returning to browsing the holonet.
A few hours later, both Jinzler and Anakin, the latter walking with a slight limp, end up at her door.
"Well now, to what do I owe the Padawan duo?" she asks.
She has a good idea of what already, and isn't surprised they came to her.
"Our masters are being sketchy," said Anakin flatly, "We were tracking down Omega, could have had him to, but we learned he was meeting some separatist big wig, so we held off to see who it was. Then some lady walks on screen and both my Master and Obi-Wan just go numb in the Force, like, outright horrified. No one has told us anything, council was tight-lipped too, told us not to mention it to any other Jedi or anyone outside the temple for now... you know, both of which you don't qualify as."
Siri grins. "Loopholes are fun, aren't they?"
Jinzler scoffed. "They're going to be annoyed when they learn we went behind their backs, Anakin."
"Feel free to walk away," said Anakin, a single eyebrow raised cockily.
Jinzler scowled but remained.
Siri motioned them in and moved to the couch. Rain takes one look at Jinzler, gives her a death glare which the padawan returns, and blinks out of existence back to her Holocron. Siri pockets the holocron as to not let Jinzler have the temptation to do something, and pulls up a chair while the padawan pair sits on the couch. "Before your latest mission, had you ever heard of the name Jenna Zan Arbor?"
Both shake their head.
"She's a mad scientist who secretly caused a whole slew of biochemical problems then came in as the supposed savior after and fixed them," explained Siri, "Then, once she had her reputation, she started to go after Jedi, wanting to experiment on them and figure out the Force. Jinn was one of those Jedi."
Anakin's fists clench. "She experimented on my Master?!"
"Yeah, back when I was a Jedi Padawan, I was part of the rescue team, it wasn't pretty," she admits.
Jinzler briefly looks at Anakin, uncomfortable with the anger radiating from him, before asking, "Anything specific to watch out for?"
Siri shrugged. "She obviously has no ethics or morality to speak of, so really, don't get yourself captured by her if she's involved. You might end up wishing you were dead."
They both blanch.
She leans forward. "I'm curious, did you just see her, or did you hear what she and Omega talked about?"
Anakin scowled. "Only saw."
"And? Impressions? A lot can be learned from body language."
"Umm, she well...," he hesitates, "She kind of looked at Omega like you look a people when you're dueling them sometimes."
"Gnats not worth my time?"
"Yeah, that."
"Not at first," said Jinzler quietly, "She looked interested, then eager about something in that creepy kind of way you get when you're being particularly sithly, then she started getting annoyed."
Siri leaned back a little on her chair. She didn't care about the half-insult, but she does run it through her head and what it might mean. "Hmm. Both of them probably have a bone to pick with Jinn. I wouldn't be surprised if the thought of teaming up to kill him appealed to her, but whatever method he chose irked her. As much as she'd want to get the Jedi that got away, if she's flying high in the Confederacy, why risk losing everything for it?"
"I mean... you did say mad scientist," said Anakin.
"Mad doesn't mean stupid or actually insane," Siri rebutted dryly before frowning, "Though really, I'd prefer if she got involved and got herself locked up or killed now, rather than letting her live unhindered for years to come. Giving that woman free reign in a lab with Confederate resources is... a really, really bad thing."
Anakin's comlink beeps, followed shortly by Jinzler's. They check them and stand up, Anakin scowls. "Ah man... we barely got here and we're shipping out tomorrow."
"Anakin," she said softly, "This is a threat that needs to be dealt with, quickly. It's enough that I'd offer my own services to kill the woman if she stays involved, unfortunately, the Council wouldn't accept an assassination. Pity that."
"So you think Arbor is the bigger threat?" asked Jinzler.
Siri tilts her head. "She the looming one, yes. But don't underestimate a Force Null. If Granta Omega sneaks up behind you with a blaster, you won't sense it coming."
The padawans nod and depart, leaving Siri to darkly brood and poke at the Force, getting nothing but the Viel of the Dark Side laughing at her...
The next time she learns anything is about a month later, and it's from the summons of the Council. Now, she didn't know that beforehand, so really, it was common sense, precaution (paranoia) to not put herself actually in the Council Chamber with that many Jedi. Not to mention it would be funny to see if she could trick them again. Once she got out of her door and away from the heat/motion sensor, she hid herself and sent an illusion following the messenger leading her to the council spire.
She looks and listens through her illusion's eyes as she goes up the elevator and is ushered into the Council Chamber.
"So... been a while," Siri drawled before anyone else could speak, "What goodies do you have for me today? Can't imagine much left to question for an interrigation. Oh, oh, is it off with my head today?"
Windu gives her an utterly exasperated look. "Do you always enjoy acting like a child?"
"When it gets a reaction out of people, yeah," she cheerfully admits, "I'm utterly bored here, so I take what I can get."
Fay ignores the chatter and leans forward. "What can you tell us about Korriban?"
Siri slow blinks, frowning. "Its not a place Jedi should tread, why are you asking about it?"
"Master Jinn, Knight Kenobi, and their padawans have tracked Granta Omega to Korriban and are following him there...," begins Fay.
Siri freezes.
Fay notes the change, but continues, "We have sent Master Dooku in support and he is in transit now. We plan to briefly contact him to pass on what you say before he lands."
"Get them off of Korriban," Siri snaps through her illusion.
In reality, she already knows they won't listen, so Siri is already starting for the hanger. Korriban, KORRIBAN, of course, the stupid kriffing Jedi went to Korriban. Idiots!
"Concerned, afraid, you are," posed Yoda curiously, "Dangerous the planet is, yes, know this we do, but experienced both Master Jinn and Knight Kenobi are, and senior padawans the younger are soon to be."
Siri grits her teeth. "There are enough traps, malevolent spirits, Dark Side influenced creatures, and the absolute stain of the Dark Side on that planet to kill, drive mad, or make fall plenty of Jedi. It's a baren, unforgiving landscape, they will find no food or water that isn't laced with the Dark Side, and hell, I personally left traps there. If you want more specific reasons, Jinzler was an absolute mess not that long ago, so exposing her to Korriban is a terrible idea. Jinn won't be at his best dealing with anything Xanatos related..."
"Know Qui-Gon's struggles we do, why we sent Dooku, it is," said Yoda calmly.
"Korriban will show no Jedi mercy," warned Siri, "You are to tell Dooku he is to recall them the moment he exits hyperspace..."
"The council makes its own decisions, Tachi, and besides, Granta Omega believes he is to be meeting a Sith there," said Master Windu.
Siri swallows thickly. "And you think, if this is a real meeting, that fighting a Sith on Korriban, is an intelligent idea?"
"If it's not a wild chase, we believe it is likely it would be whoever is standing in for you as the apprentice or the current acolyte," explained Windu, "Sidious has yet to physically involve himself in any confrontation with us. The potential chance to capture them, especially if it is C'Baoth, is something that cannot be passed up."
She does agree that Sidious wouldn't be there, but this is still stupid. "I don't care, pull them out."
"Tachi," said Windu in warning.
"THERE IS A BLOODY TERENTATEK ON KORRIBAN!" she roars at him, silencing the Council, "None of them can face that. Even if Dooku is with them, five on one it will kill all of them if they encounter it."
"Certain of its presence are you?" demands Yoda sharply.
"Yes," she seethed, "It tried to kill me half the damn times I go to that Force forsaken planet."
Yoda hesitates, but Fay presses on. "There is no guarantee they will be on the same part of the planet as the monster, and I think you underestimate their strength."
"Or you underestimate the dangers of a Terentatek," snapped Siri, "Those monsters were made to kill Jedi. The only one here who has any idea of what it means to fight one is sitting right there!" she jabbed at Yoda, glaring at him, "So tell me, Master Yoda, can they beat a Terentatek? A monster basically immune to the Force, its hide resistant to lightsaber damage, its venom can paralyze and kill you. Its claws and teeth will rip you to shreds, and let's not even talk about it being strong enough to plow through most obstacles."
Because Siri remembers the old creche tails, that Yoda had once fought and killed a Terentatek. But that was Yoda, and no one ever said how difficult the fight was. But Siri knows, Siri knows. She wouldn't be able to face an adult or Force forbid and elder Terentatek unless she was a Sith Master herself, even then it wouldn't be easy, even then a single mistake could kill her.
Yoda looks visibly uneasy for once. "Dangerous, very, very dangerous it would be. Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon, and Dooku, defeat it perhaps they could together, a great bond they have between them, but a great risk it would be. Better for them to not encounter it."
He's not agreeing with her. Force damn it!
"Pass on the warning we will," said Yoda, "If sense its approach they do, order them to withdraw we shall."
Not good enough, not bloody well good enough! She doesn't have time for this! Depending on where they left from, they'll already have been on the planet for hours or perhaps even a day by the time Siri arrives!
"If you are going to be this bloody stupid about it," snapped Siri, "I'm obviously going to have to deal with this myself."
The Council stares at her for a long moment.
"You will not be leaving," said Windu slowly, "We are not risking sneaking you offplanet again, and the Senate will not tolerate another unsanctioned leave."
Siri's illusion smiles and waves, "Bye," before it begins to dissipate.
The last thing the illusion hears before it fades is, "Dammit! Get the hanger on the line, close it down!"
Siri's on a small ship and out of the hanger long before it can, shooting off into space...
Sidious pauses, his finger on the button for his secretary to call in the next meeting. He slowly stands up and moves to the window, gazing up. He feels that his apprentice is leaving the Jedi Temple again, alone this time. He senses... fear... anger... determination. Curious, what would have caused her to...
His eyes widen, and slowly, a malevolent smile spreads across his face. What an opportunity, Skywalker, Kenobi, and Tachi soon to be all in one spot. This is... tempting, far too tempting to pass up. But beyond his stand in apprentice to deal with. It's time, at long last, its time to reclaim what belongs to him. He goes for his personal comlink and calls for C'Baoth. "Apprentice, status?"
"I will be landing on Korriban soon, preparing for the arrival of the Jedi," said C'Baoth.
"There has been a change of plans," said Sidious, "Lord Tyrosus has become involved."
The former Jedi looks irked, even on the small image. "We are abandoning the plan then? After months of stringing the Jedi along?"
"Oh no, Jorus, no," said Sidious, "I've decided that it's time I reclaim my wayward apprentice, personally."
C'Baoth nods slowly. "Will you require my aid?"
Sidious scoffs. As if he'd leave his back turned to one apprentice while dealing with another and the Jedi. "Return to managing the Confederacy, I expect a report on our more... important projects upon my return."
"It will be done, Master," said C'Baoth, bowing out.
Sidious hits the button for his secretary. "Cancel my meetings for the rest of the day, tentative for tomorrow, I'm feeling unwell."
"Of course Chancellor."
Sidious is in his own private craft less than half an hour later, off to finally reclaim his true apprentice...
Author's Notes:
Who's ready for Masters to meet apprentices again next chapter? :D
Rain and Bane.
Siri and Sidious.
Review Responses:
Masterteo89: I've never followed a fixed schedule to be fair. I also have far too many stories I juggle between at the moment, along with work, reading other fanfiction, gaming, ect... time to actually work on them and the motivation to do so lacks sometimes. But, so long as I'm not actually dead, neither are my fanfictions unless I explicitly say they are.
KingPenguinJG: Siri will be on Mortis during the Clone Wars Era. Honestly, I didn't even know Typhojem or Näkhäsh existed. Though looking it up, they are out of a canceled 'hyperspace article', so that's probably why. Abeloth might have a mention but is not likely to be in this story.
Rhyn3: That depends entirely on how you define 'betray', and the circumstances behind/around what happens.
M1dnight217: Eh, I haven't sat down and fully mapped out the split as of the moment, will have to do it before the 'Clone Wars' actually starts though.
Nerdman3000: Ehhhhh, probably not redeemed. Rain's warning might not end up what you expect, but it will happen before the Empire Era, and I plan on it being one hell of a chapter. Anakin's would likely be a warning about the whole falling/Sidious thing. Jinzler doesn't need a bouncer warning since her dreams already gave her the warning they would give. Not sure on Fay, can't say on Obi-Wan's, it'd be a spoiler :D.
1saaa: Yessss, always in motion the future is.
Mastereo89: Spoiler alert, neither of Yoda's great reveals are those.
Dark Angels and Light Angels: Expanded Universe FTW!