As Obi-Wan made his way to the age-old master's room he couldn't help but feel that something was off. It was as if the force was encircling something that wasn't yet clear enough for him to see. But try as he may he couldn't figure out what that could be or even when this feeling had even started to surface. But as soon as the door to the master's room came into view his mind returned to the here and now. He could only hope Yoda had the answers to his many questions.
Meanwhile, Senator Palpatine paced from one side of his sizeable room to the other. The clueless idiot had nearly ruined everything he had worked so hard for all his life, but he knew that having him assassinated just wasn't possible the Jedi would only place ever more eyes upon him than before. No, he had to find another way to deal with the problem. As he recked his brain for a possible solution to the problem one of his most loyal of servants entered into the room and bowed to the powerful Sith Lord.
"My lord a man going by the name of, Pollito Violett awaits you downstairs, sir". The man said as Palpatine eyed the man long and hard. This, in turn, had made the man worry the news had somehow upset his lord. Such a thing meant only one thing, death. He had seen the red blade only once in his life as a small child but once was enough to instill in him a great fear. But as the seconds ticked by that fear only grew until it was becoming torturous.
"Good now rise, boy. Ensure he is taken care of this meeting mustn't fail or all my plans were for naught ". Palpatine said at long last making the man give out a sigh he didn't even know he was holding in. Rising to his feet the man exited the room to see to the man's needs as ordered.
As Obi-Wan entered the darkened room he could just make out the form of master Yoda.
"Master"? Obi-Wan asked as he sat before the wise old grandmaster.
"Obi-Wan you have come at last". Yoda said. His eyes still closed.
"Master I have come to ask about a feeling. I have felt it for weeks and was hoping...". Obi-Wan was soon cut off by the green hand of the master.
"Worry you are...focus you must". Yoda said as Obi-Wan closed his eyes and looked inward. Seeking out the unknown feeling. In time a vision came into view. Anakin's blue lightsaber classed with General Grievous's own red and green and blue sabers. The battle was quick and fierce. A group of humans could be seen in the distance with a group of droids holding them at gunpoint. Then the vision moved outward past the CIS ship and onto a massive fleet of ships utterly unknown to him. A blue/green world sat behind it with spider webs of light. By the time Obi-Wan opened his eyes he had his answers, though not the ones he was after.
"Master I don't understand...what does this mean"? He asked. Yoda, in turn, said nothing as his hand stroked his chin in contemplation.
"Unclear". Yoda said after a minute of silence. "Meditate on this you must...answers you seek there you will find". The pint-sized master said before he made his way over to the door but before he departed the room fully he added. "Be mindful the force shows us only what can be not what will be. Search your feelings for the truth...there it will be found". He said before the door closed and the room was again engulfed in darkness.
Meanwhile, in the depths of space Anakin was approaching the wormhole. But as he did so R2D2 began beeping incessantly.
"R2 what's the matter"? Anakin asked the droid who he had known most of his life. It took some doing but after nearly a minute of incoherent gibberish, he was able to piece it together. It seemed R2 had picked up an unknown energy emitting from inside the wormhole and he was afraid.
"It's ok R2 I'm with you. We are in this together. I'll keep you safe". Anakin said before the ship entered the wormhole and into the unknown. Outside he could see the darkness of space become a milky-white color just before his ship was rocked to and fro.
"R2 stabilizers"! He yelled but it seemed they did little to right the ship as it was tossed every which way. As if that wasn't bad enough a warning soon started to flash.
"Shit hull integrity is down to 72%. R2 reroute all power to the shields"! Anakin yelled as the droid began to do whatever it could to slow down the damage to the ship. But just as it seemed the ship would be torn apart by the wormhole the ship exited and re-entered normal space.
"R2 scan for any habitable planets". Anakin asked happy to not be dead. But one thing was certain his ship would never make it a second time through the wormhole not without significant repairs and refits. Luckily it seemed one such planet existed, however, the name was unknown to him. Pluto.
As soon as the battered fighter entered Sol the very same technician reported the new ship and at once the news was wired back to the fleet.
"Captain, Terminus reports a new ship has entered the system. Smaller this time. Most likely a fighter. What are your orders, sir". His second officer asked from his station. The captain said nothing as he looked outward at the massive ship that was now sitting over the Moon. Today was becoming nearly as hectic as the Sol War ten years before. Before the martian bastards invaded Earth and glassed his father. The news of his father's death was what had pushed him to join the navy. His rise through the ranks was unprecedented and few if anyone now dared to question his ascension to the rank of Captain. Looking back at his second he knew that his order, whatever that would be would likely reshape human history for better or for worse.
"Jake, Samuel you two go get ready you're flying this bogey into the docking bay". The captain said and with that, the two men saluted before departing. As the two did so he only looked at the ship. He had a feeling something big was about to happen. What that was he didn't know but he knew somehow that something would.
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"R2 how you faring? You alright"? Anakin asked before the droid answered back with a few beeps he cared not for.
"Ok, ok no need to call me that.
"Beep-beep Beep". R2 said before returning to what it was doing which was keeping this thing flying.
"R2 how are the shields? It looks like we may need them". Anakin said as two fighters appeared on his screen before appearing outside his canopy seconds later. The make, however, was entirely unknown to him. He couldn't find a droid port or anything to navigate. Even the farthest worlds had that. How else would they buy or sell their goods? The fact they didn't made the young Jedi Knight feel a great deal of fear. This wasn't right. Something was very, very wrong. This just didn't make any sense. So deep was he in his thoughts that it took three calls from the unknown ships to change his course towards the flagship. As he did so he saw the unmistakable ship of General Grievous. Did that mean they were allies? Were they joining the Separatists? If so he needed to return home and report the news before it was too late.
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As soon as he landed inside the docking-bay troops surrounded him. Looking at them everything was odd. Their guns, their uniforms, and even their ships were unknown to him which should have been impossible. The Jedi had every world listed in its vast database. No way did a world exist no matter how far out that they knew nothing of. No world as lush as the one below anyway.
"Hello, and you are"? The captain asked. The man's hazel-colored eyes boring into him with great intensity.
"Anakin Skywalker". He answered before feeling one of the men try to take his lightsaber. When he made to stop the man the sound of guns being readied stopped him cold.
"I wouldn't do that...if I were you, sir". The captain said before adding. "My men have you surrounded and outgunned only a fool would try anything". With that said the man removed the saber and eyed it questioningly.
"What the fuck is this thing"? The man said before accidentally activating it. In seconds the blade cut through his skull and out the other side. The sight made a few of the men unload their lunch then and there.
"That...was unexpected. Mind telling us what the hell it is"? The captain said in a tone that was less a question and more an order. One he answered immediately.
"It's a lightsaber. I use it to fight. It's my weapon, sir". Anakin answered before the captain nodded and the blade was removed. This time with far more care than before.
"So where do you come from? It's clear your not human...no matter how much you look like one". The Captain said.
"I'm human". Anakin yelled before the guns were once again aimed at him.
"Easy now...let's all take it easy". The captain said before the guns were lowered. Once done he returned his gaze to Anakin. "You'll come with me. I have a few things I wish to know". The captain said before he was pushed forward by one of the men.
Entering a room he was forced into a chair and a man was posted outside. Looking at the black man he waited for the questions to begin. He didn't need to wait long.
"What are you"?
"I'm human, sir".
"No, no what are you? That blade isn't one of ours nor SDF. We have spies and nothing indicates that kind of technology even being worked on in any of their labs. So again what are you"? Anakin could feel the man's anger as he didn't answer. But what could he say, it was clear they were not yet an Interstellar species. Would it be wise to tell them what lay just outside their system? He didn't know and that kept him silent.
"Fine, be that way we can do this another way". Seconds later the man was up from his chair and his fist met his face, the blow sending him to the cold hard floor with a loud thud.
"Stop please". Anakin cried out but the man kept on with his attacks. He could feel the blows land but he kept himself from sending the man flying into the wall. But one thing was most odd. He was far too strong. Nobody without some level of midi-chloria in their blood could hit so hard for so long. This man was force-sensitive he would bet his life on that.
"Damn it talk already you robed bastard"! The man said as he tossed the Jedi across the room with ease. When the man didn't press his attack however he answered spitting out a mouth full of blood as he did so.
"I'm a Jedi Knight. We are the defenders of peace and harmony in the galaxy. We have done so for well over a thousand generations". Anakin answered.
"Jedi Knight...where did you come from"? The man asked. At this, he paused once again. If he answered he would be sending them down a path he could never hope to stop. But if he didn't he would likely doom them all to a life of slavery under the rule of the Separatists. As a former slave himself, he couldn't help but answer.
"I came from a wormhole that exists outside your system. The ship outside is the ship of one General Grievous. A ruthless warrior who has killed many of my order. Any dealings with him is most unwise". Anakin said and at once he saw the man's eyes grow small.
"The president...we must save the president. He's on that ship". The older man said before rushing outside and down the hallway.
"Stop you know not what you're doing"! He yelled but the man was already long gone. Racing down the hallway after him he could only hope he could make the man see sense before it was too late.