Shawn appeared in the backyard.
"Shawn, where were you? I was worried."
Shmi looked at him.
"I wanted to see Annie off," he lied, "it was a good thing I did."
"What do you mean?"
"There was an assassin after Qui-gon, he almost caught up."
Shmi gasped, "Shawn," she then said, "I'd feel better if you would go in a ship and go after Annie."
"But what about you?"
She smiled, "I will be fine, something wonderful has happened."
"What happened?"
"I am sold and getting married soon."
Shawn was surprised, "Well, congratulations... on both accounts."
"I never thought it would happen so soon," her smile faded a little, "If you find Annie, could you...not tell him?"
"Sure, but why?"
"I want to tell him myself," Shmi said.
"You know the chances of him hearing it from someone else are greater, but my lips are silent."
"I thank you from..."
Shawn smiled, "I know. Is 3-CPO still here?"
"Yes, he is still in Annie's room, why?"
"I want to finish him, for Annie," Shawn said before whispering, "and your sake."
Sometime later, a golden protocol droid walked behind Shawn.
Shmi was surprised to see the clumsy droid she had seen in the past, walking in a very human way. (golden Kireek)
With hands that looked able to kill, if necessary
With legs that could make devastating kicks.
"I am 3-CPO, human-cyborg relations. I am created by Anakin Skywalker. My duty is to assist and protect the family and friends of Shmi Skywalker," it said, in a deep voice.
Shmi gave Shawn a questioning look.
Shawn smiled, "otherwise I'd worry about you."
"I told you, I am fine."
"You really are safe now."
"Just go to the spaceport, help Annie."
"Okay, sjeesh" Shawn started walking to the port, "sorry for worrying about you."
Some time later.
"Good luck finding a ship, with no money. Hahaha," an alien laughed, his friends also laughed
"You sure are tough, ganging up in 6 to 1 battle," Shawn spat," and give me back my money."
A shot echoed throughout the bar and an alien dropped to the ground.
"Then let's make it an 5 to 2 battle," a voice said.
Shawn turned, and looked shocked.
"Damn, I wish I could take a picture right now."
Shawn's look changed from shock to anger, "Sniper, I really gonna kill you."
"Easy, Inferno, cool down."
"Your puns are horrible."
"I practiced them just for you, and...GET DOWN!"
One of the aliens had produced a weapon and planned to fire.
A yellow bullet smashed the gun out of the hand of the alien, and a green blade was placed underneath his chin.
There were whispers of "Jedi" around them.
The aliens were scared, they threw the money back at Shawn and ran.
Shawn turned to Sniper and smiled, "Jason, you are a sight for sore eyes, how did you get here?"
The ranger adjusted his headband, and then spoke, "I used Ryuker, when a Hildebear punched me, I lost focus and ended up here."
"A what?"
"A native creature, on Ragol."
"Okay, I am lost there, buddy."
"What do you mean, you been to Ragol, right?"
"I've been sent here, due to a transporter accident."
"A transp... not transporter 25643!"
Shawn nodded.
"I gonna kill the government when we get back, no casualties my ass."
Shawn's eyebrow rose, "what happened?"
"That thing blew up, right after a group of 3 people had entered.
the government told everybody that nobody was missing and other transporters were used to get to the surface."
"three people? It blew up, when I pressed the ON button."
"But what on Pioneer are you doing here?"
"I try to get a ship, I have...eehh...become a mercenary of some sort."
"A merce-what?"
"Someone who offers his skills, for the right price. So in essence a hunter."
"Somebody gave me a job, to protect a young boy, Anakin Skywalker."
"And?"
"I'm planning on completing it."
"What!"
Shawn 'Inferno' looked at Jason 'Sniper', "there already was a attack on him, I will not let my client down."
"So where are we going to find a ship."
"Dunno, borrowing one is an option."
"You know what happened last time you 'borrowed' a vehicle."
Sniper looked uneasy, "y-y-yeah, it was a accident."
"Accident? you flew the damn thing in a shopping distinct at mach 4. If we get a spaceship, I AM THE PILOT, UNDERSTOOD!"
"Sure."
A few hours later.
"I AM REALLY GETTING PISSED AT YOU!"
"Why, I never harmed anyone."
Shawn slapped his forehead.
"YOU CAN'T SHOOT PEOPLE, IF THEY A; DON'T HAVE A SHIP, AND B; DON'T OFFER YOU A RIDE!
"I fired at the wall, no need to get upset about it."
"THAT'S WHY I WAS CONSIDERED THE ONLY SANE ONE OF OUR GROUP."
"You are the only sane one?"
Shawn calmed down a little.
"Volt has the habit of using Zonde on himself to improve his spikes. Myth is nice, but she thinks that talking to her is a marriage proposal," Shawn looked at Jason, "and you are more then a little gun-happy."
"Okay, hey look, a target range."
"huh, THAT'S NOT A TARGET, THAT'S A SALES...!"
BANG BANG BANG
"SNIPER, YOU IDIOT, YOU COULD HAVE KILLED SOMEONE."
"Are you okay, you look a little stressed out."
"AAARGH."
"You shouldn't keep your feelings bottled up."
Shawn calmed down enough to give a glare, "if I didn't keep my feeling bottled up, you would be dead already."
A man walked towards the duo, "I was told that a Jedi needed a ride to Coruscant."
"Yes, my name is Shawn, and this is Jason."
"Thomas Solo, and my ship is this way, the Century Hawk."
"Interesting name...oh, one moment, SNIPER! STOP SHOOTING EVERYTHING THAT MOVES!...now where were we?"
"Why do you need to get to Coruscant, if I may ask."
Shawn sighed, Sniper was just barely able to stop, Sniper's finger was twitching."
"Jedi, Coruscant, you do the math," Shawn said, "I am getting a headache."
"Yes, your partner is one of a kind."
"No, worse, there are two others, nicknamed Volt and Myth. Luckily, they aren't here or else you should raise the insurance on your ship."
The ship slowly came into view, it looked like a sort of torpedo.
A silver main body with four fins, a simple but effective design.
"Impressive ,how many people can it hold? "
"It's big enough for 15 people."
Shawn gave Thomas a small bag, "Is this enough trip for the trip?"
"The man looked, "It is more then enough, I could buy a new ship with this."
"You might need to," Shawn said.
"Huh?"
"SNIPER, We got a ship, let's move out."
The ranger looked and nodded.
Thomas looked with interest as the boy he had talked to, assumed a military posture.
His partner also took a more battle-ready attitude.
Both now looked and acted as true warriors, as Jedi, although the partner Jason preferred a gun over his saber, which was a little odd.
Thomas and the two men entered the vessel.
When they reached the cockpit, Shawn looked and pointed to the weapons control," Those are the gun turret controls, right?"
Thomas nodded, "yes, why do you ask?"
"Just a hunch," Shawn said but he motioned for Sniper to sit there.
Sniper quietly sat down
Thomas took the pilot seat, while Shawn became the co-pilot.
The engines burst to life, and the ship soon left for Coruscant.
Yet, Shawn had the feeling it wasn't going to be an easy ride.
