When Jack came back to Tremal, he wore dark brown robes with a hood, strapped silver gauntlets, black gloves, black pants, and black boots. (A/N: Dark Apprentice Robes). Tremal then ordered him to go see Head Jailer Knash in the academy jail, to interrogate three prisoners that have been shipped in for him.
He walked into academy jails and saw Knash shocking a blue female Twi'lek that was in a cell with a shock collar around her neck. "I swear, one more chirp from you and you get another shock" threatened Knash.
"Chirp chirp chirp" the Twi'lek said, testing the jailor's patience. She was viciously shocked again, falling to her knees. She slowly stood up, rubbing her neck.
"Ouch. Jerk. If you don't like it, you can just say so. I can do Dire-cats, frog-dog, monkey-lizard, you name it" she said, as if she wasn't being shocked.
Knash turned and looked at Jack, who had his arms folded and was leaning against the wall. "I'm jailor Knash. I run these cells" said Knash. "You must be the acolyte Overseer Tremal is talking about. He speaks highly of you"
"Then I'll show my gratitude by sticking to my mission" said Jack.
Knash gave Jack a serious look. "You should know that this situation is highly unusual. Normally acolytes are sent of world for the interrogations. Overseer Tremal had these three shipped in for you"
Knash pointed to the three people in cells. A woman, a cyborg, and a Nemodian. "He thinks your the next coming of Exar Kun. But you ought to know, Tremal isn't the only one paying attention to you."
"Now let's get started" he said, walking toward the woman.
"You freaks aren't getting anything from me. Just do what you're going to do" she said, with no fear.
"I can be quite reasonable"
The woman snorted. "I know the routine. I can name all your inquisitor's by name"
Knash explained that she was hired to assasinate an imperial spy annonmyously, but didn't know that her target was imperial.
"So, is it execution or trial by combat?" Knash asked.
Jack thought it over. On one hand, she tried to kill an imperial. On the other, the empire could use someone of her skill set.
"Neither. Send her to imperial intelligence and ensure she is well paid. Her skill set could prove useful" he said.
"Interesting. Alright then, moving along".
Knash walked toward the second cell. "This waste of space is Devotek. Once a valued Sith champion, until he botched an important mission. Causing a thousand imperial deaths" explained Knash.
"I served the empire faithfully for twenty five years. Then one mistake, and they threw me away" said Devotek. "Please, let me feel the weight of blade in my hand".
Jack could sense that this man wanted to prove why he was a champion of the Sith and have an honorable death. But he also sensed that he had no regret, sadness, or guilt in his heart. The man didn't care about those lives, only himself. No doubt the families of the men and women who lost their lives are suffering. Now he would suffer too.
"I don't care, feel the weight of a blade down your throat" Jack seethed, his shining blue eyes turning into volcanic red-orange. He force choked Devotek and brought him to his knees. He pulled out his warblade and...
Splerch!
Devotek fell dead.
Knash couldn't help but whistle. He assumed the kid would honor that disgraces last wish. Clearly he was wrong. He walked toward the third cell, which had the Nemodian.
"The last one is-"
He explained that the man was caught forging imperial documents and he had also been in republic jails. The man kept pleading of his innoncene, even after he was tortured.
"Release him" said Jack.
Knash stared at Jack with a surprised look, but did as he was told. The Nemodian began to thank Jack, but found himself thrown and frozen to the wall. Jack used the force and started to tear into the aliens mind. He demanded the truth and ignored the screaming. Once he was done, Jack let the man drop to the ground and put him back in the cell.
He turned to Knash and said "Guilty".
"Interesting. I can see why Tremal is keeping tabs on you. Go back to the Overseer, he will have my report" said Knash.
Jack turned toward the door and left. As he walked down the halls, he couldn't help but sigh. He knew that this mission was important but he wanted to be out there, searching for Earth. Everyday doing nothing was frustrating because he knew that he was ready to be a Lord and wanted to uses that title to get people to search the galaxy. He missed his mother. He missed Raf, Miko, the Autobots.
He missed home. Every moment not being there made him feel angry.
He stopped walking, taking a deep breath to calm down. He pushed those thoughts for later . As he entered the adjacent chamber of Tremal's office, he was stopped by two acolytes.
"Hey acolyte, let me get a look at you" said the unknown acolyte. "You must be Tremal's secret weapon"
"I take it you're Vemrin" assumes Jack.
"That's right. And unlike you, I fought and bled for everything I achieved"
"You're saying that I got here without fighting my way here?"
"Oh please, you got here because you got special treatment".
Jack's eye twitched at that comment. What does he know about hardwork!? Those two years training with Marr was absolute hell! Special treatment? Ha!
"If Tremal had made a move a few years earlier, he might have stood a chance. But now, too little, too late"
"Why are we bothering talking Vemrin? Let's just kill him and the body" said the other acolyte.
"We're not on Balmorra anymore Dolgus. There are rules, traditions we must follow"
"Don't think I'm intimidated by you. I'll crush you if you even think about challenging me!" Jack exclaimed. To prove his word, with a flick of his wrist, Vemrin and Dolgus were violently flung to the wall, frozen.
Jack walked into Tremal's office, before he let the two go. He couldn't help but smirk. If Vemrin was going to be the only opposition in the academy, then this will be easier than expected.