When Jedi Master Allison came to herself from her rather deep meditation, she almost passed out from the after effects of it. In all her long years of life, over three thousand of them, never had she been hounded by the Force in such a manner that left her feeling sick and wasted away so thoroughly. Slowly getting to her feet, she let the Living Force seep into her physical body to purge it of any build up a year long meditation would have done to her body. That would be taking several minutes to complete, so Allison moved herself into the cockpit of the ancient Sith Fury-class Interceptor and sat in the pilot seat.
She slowly pulled out a datapad and looked through it, smirking as she saw files upon endless files of everything she had seen or learned from her meditation. Though, oddly, everything in the files were from hundreds upon thousands of lifetimes upon a single world that she didn't know where to put into the star charts of the galaxy. The name Earth, literally dirt in translation, had been a world that had multiple and near endless universes connected to it. Most of them, she hadn't gotten to see or be in. Allison sighed as she pulled up one of the last lifetimes she had been in before her meditation had ended. She had been a librarian in that lifetime, a simple life against the many other action packed ones she had been through.
"At least everything is here," She mused to herself, going through the list of Earth books that she had in her library, "Jocasta will be impressed with this data cache I'll be sending her way. Might even intrigue the younger years with the stories this world has to offer."
She unhurriedly got all her data together and sent it to the Head Jedi Archivist on Coruscant, knowing the Jocasta would be very pleased to add to her archives. However, Allison did now send an entire section that was dedicated to one thing. Her universe, the galaxy she lived in for several thousand years. Somehow, in some way, this Earth had stories, movies, games and other media about the galaxy she called home. Something she also found out was how dark it got, a young boy turning into the right hand of a Sith Lord, the Galaxy facing an outside threat that tore into the center of the Galaxy.
Allison shuddered at the thought of her home being turned into a biological planet that couldn't be felt in the force at all. She calmed herself down, putting the datapad down before feeling a muffled presence enter her ship. She couldn't help but smile as the heavy boots of her only companion were heard through the ship.
"I'm in the cockpit, Hunter." She called out, relaxing in the pilot seat as the bootfalls came closer.
The Mandalorian came into the cockpit as Allison turned the chair to face him, smirking at the man. He was armored from head to foot in multi-layered Beskar plating with a Phrik alloy coating over each plate of the Mandalorian Metal. The brown and silver coloration of his armor gave Allison the image of a Spartan warrior from Earth if it had been wearing armor from the middle ages of said planet. Hunter tilted his helmeted head, which had the Spartan Plume which was all Phrik alloy, watching her.
"You're finally awake," His deep voice said through the helmet vocoder, "thought I would have had to spend my pseudo-immortality alone."
Allison rolled her emerald eyes at the warrior, "You're only immortal as long as I live, Hunter, you know that. Don't know why the Force intertwined our life spans together but it did."
Much like her young Padawan, now Jedi Master Fay, Allison was an immortal being. Though, on Earth, they would have called her a 'Space Elf'. However, most confused both her and Fay as being a part of the Sephi species. That wasn't true, given that she had a DNA test done and her DNA showed no lineage of that race inside of her body or Fay. The only answer she got was that her race must be like Master Yoda's own, an unknown race that nobody knew about. Sighing softly, she motioned Hunter to the co-pilot seat as she turned her seat back to the front.
"So," He asked, sitting heavily into the co-pilot seat, "where are we going exactly?"
"Tatooine" She said, putting in the coordinates of the desert planet as she spoke, "I'm going to be doing something that should have been fixed ages ago but didn't as the Jedi were too exhausted after the final battle with the Brotherhood of Darkness."
Hunter tilted his head once more, "Which is what exactly?"
Allison snorted, "Being followers of the Force and not the attack dogs of the Senate and the beings that are within that judicial body."
Tatooine, the desert world. Slavers end or even, the smugglers sandy hideout. She remembered when this world had been under Sith Empire rule in her early days of being a padawan before it started falling apart and eventually turned into the brotherhood. Allison didn't find the planet to be much of anything until the day that Gardulla Besadii the Elder and Jabba Desilijic Tiure laid their slug eyes on the crime-filled world. Of course, Gardulla used the planet to have the most dangerous pod racing circuit in the galaxy that wasn't under the control of the Dugs and Gran on Malestare.
But, on this planet, two slaves were under the twin suns and would bring the galaxy to its knees if history remained in lockstep with what Allison saw. She wouldn't allow that, so here she was to change history. She dressed herself in a tight fitting robe that would protect her from the suns directly and had a mask of some species that would give her full facial coverage to not show her identity. Playing the role of an offworld noblewoman with her Madnalorian guard, she couldn't help but smirk. Given that her ship was a relic that would never be produced ever again, she gave off the impression of a woman with ancient tastes in the past.
Hunter went first, as was custom on these excursions. She followed and let the Force guide her to where she needed to be, going to a ship parts shop near the central edge of the city. Mos Espa was a rather dangerous place but the Toydarian seemed to thrive in it as he had several other customers in his shop that he was talking to. Of course, she knew the Toydarian's name, Watto, owner of the Skywalkers. She motioned Hunter to get Watto's attention as she used the Force to feel for young Anakin's presence in the building. What she felt nearly made her heart stop, feeling the Force like a young star in the room nearby.
"Whatta you twosa want?" Watto said in his accented basic, looking Allison up and down, "Yousa want somethin'?"
"Yes," She all but hissed, using the Force to help her sound more reptilian than she actually was, "I require something of great value. You're slaves will do…at the price of two hundred million Wuipiupi."
Watto's eyes widened in shock at that price, ridiculously expensive, though Allison knew that both Shmi and Anakin were worth way more than that. Watto hummed to himself before holding out his hand.
"Won'ta be yousa if anyone heard this. Is'a deal!"
"Good," She shook the Toydarian's hand, "pleasure doing business."
Allison was quick to get both Anakin and Shmi's transceivers shut off before getting them packed. Getting them to her ship, the Jedi Master felt the Force humming with pride as she got the pair off world before a message came up on her datapad.
[Master Allison, I hope this reaches you but it seems that both Qui-Gon Jinn and his Pdawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi have been involved with Naboo and the Trade Federation. I am asking as a friend to help them and the Queen of Naboo get off world. This is a shatterpoint I can not stop unseeing. -Master Mace Windu.]
"Hunter," She called to her Mandalorian companion, "Get the ship moving to the Naboo system. We got more trouble on our hands!"
Anakin looked up at her curiously, like any proper nine year old would, "Naboo? What's going on there?"
Allison smiled, "Something that needs someone like myself to help deal with. Now, Anakin, lets get you settled in before I have both you and your mother begin practicing Basic. Its going to be something you both will need if you are going to go into the Mid Rim and the Core."
Allison was quick to have everyone strap in when they dropped out of hyperspace to find the planet of Naboo blockaded by Lucrehulk's ships. Grimacing, Allison flicked the controls to activate the stealth features of her modified Fury-class, vanishing off the scanners and visual sensors of the capital ships. She then pushed her ship into a rather dangerous dive to get past the blockade, spinning and weaving her way through multitudes of other craft with the guiding feelings of the Force.
Anakin was cheering and urging her on while both Hunter and Shmi were dead silent. One out of utter fear and the other was because he was used to her antics.
Blazing through all that, Allison entered the atmosphere and headed towards the royal Theed Hangar. Deactivating the cloak, she could feel the two presences of the Jedi master and the Apprentice like a bright light after a snowstorm on Hoth. She switched the controls over to Hunter, who was turning the massive Sith vessel around as Allison unstrapped herself from her seat.
"Stay here," She gave Anakin a look, given that the boy was trying to join her, "you can help more by not getting into trouble with any stray blaster fire. I don't want you hurt."
Anakin pouted at her before sighing, "Fine, I'll stay."
"Good," Allison nodded before heading to the back of her ship and going down the ramp.
It didn't take long for the B1 Battle Droids to realize what she was and started to open fire on her, her saberstaff activating in a swirl of pure white. Spinning her blade around herself, deflecting every bolt of energy back into the droid that fired it. Every droid soon was a scrap heap on the ground as she deactivated her weapon and smirked, seeing the Jedi and the Naboo entourage they had.
Using her five foot long saberstaff handle like a cane, she leaned on it as she smiled at the Maverick Jedi of the Living Force, "I heard you needed a lift, Master Jinn?"
Qui-Gon Jinn gave her a semi-serious amused look, "I never imagined being saved by a Jedi in a Sith vessel would make my day, Master Allison."
"Well, here I am. Shall we get the Queen's entourage and yourselves aboard? I don't want to find the enemy at my doorstep before we have time to leave the system."