AN: Hello everyone,
Welcome to my latest RWBY crossover story now with the Star Wars universe. Always wanted to do my own version of Jaune being a Jedi survivor after having been taken from his home at a young age and now I am.
Follow Jaune as he makes his way through the galaxy trying to find a purpose for himself as he struggles to keep his Jedi identity hidden from Emperor Palpatine, Darth Vader, and their Inquisitors. Join him as he finds his way to Remnant, discovers old secrets that were thought lost, and gets involved in an ancient battle between two immortals.
This story was inspired by multiple other stories:
-"Knight of the Fallen Order" by Masseffect-TxS
-"Jaune Arc, Lord of Hunger" by WelcometoEstalia
-"Remnants of an Ancient Code" and "Honoring an Ancient Code" by Twisted Fate MK 2
I will admit some of the ideas I am using will be similar to these works but I can assure you they won't just be copy and paste of their works just mashed together. I want to make my own version of Jaune being an Order 66 survivor and show his trials and tribulations until he finds himself.
This story will also contain some adult themes from smuggling drugs to prostitution and slavery. Read at your own risk!
Disclaimer: I make no claim of ownership of either property. Star Wars is owned by Disney and RWBY by Roosterteeth.
Warning: This story will be rated M due to mentions of underage drinking, prostitution, slavery, drugs, crime syndicates, and such. Reader discretion is advised.
Speech Patterns:
"Regular speech and dialogue"
"Thoughts"
Alright now, let's jump right in! Cue the Star Wars title theme!
"One must let go of the past to focus on the future"-SWCW S4 E19: Massacre
STAR WARS: RWBY CHRONICLES
CHAPTER I: Beginnings
Terror across the galaxy!
With the deaths of both Count Dooku and General Grievous marking the end of the Clone Wars, Supreme Chancellor Palpatine, secretly known as Darth Sidious, enacted a devious plan that would destroy the Jedi Order, an ancient order of peacekeepers dedicated to a cosmic phenomenon called the Force, and turn the Galactic Republic into the Galactic Empire.
By framing the Jedi as traitors attempting to start a coup and with the low public opinion of the Jedi, Emperor Palpatine easily wiped out a vast majority of the Jedi through the use of Order 66, turning the Clone Army the Jedi lead against the CIS against them and executing them. With few Jedi left, the Emperor released his latest creations, the black-suited Darth Vader and his Inquisitors, to hunt down any remnants of the order.
With these forces of the Dark Side hunting down any Jedi survivors with new Stormtroopers and Imperial war machines at their disposal, any surviving Jedi could do was hide and keep a low profile to try and keep whatever knowledge they had safe from the clutches of the Empire and their enemy the Sith. Among these survivors is Jaune, padawan to late Jedi Knight Aayla Secura, who has resorted to underhanded methods to survive. Now on his own, he scours the galaxy looking for a purpose in his life and to find what he has lost…
"Stop him!"
"Go go go!"
"Good soldiers follow orders!"
"Get the Jedi!"
These were the phrases a group of soldiers wearing white and yellow armor yelled out as they raised their weapons and unleashed a barrage of blue energy bolts on their target: a young fifteen-year-old boy with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing brown robes and hood with a strange metallic cylinder attached to his waist.
The boy ran behind a large exotic tree, narrowly avoiding the energy bolts the troopers shot at him as he made to escape the soldiers hunting him.
"AT-TE 188, take aim and fire!" yelled a trooper toward a large six-legged walking tank with a large turret resting on its back. The soldier behind the turret swiveled around until he was facing the direction the boy was going in before firing a large blue round at the area.
A large boom rang out as the shot hit the ground near the boy, and while it didn't the resulting explosion did send a shockwave that knocked him down and allowed the soldiers to catch up with him.
As they raised their weapons to finish him, the boy raised his hand in a quick motion and they were suddenly thrown back by some mysterious force, as they yelled in shock and pain at what happened.
He crawled back to his feet and kept running, as the white soldiers gave chase, all the while the AT-TE kept firing at him.
Now avoiding both the soldier's fire and the tank blasts the boy ran for cover as he rushed through the brush of the humid jungle.
As they followed they were met by another gust that sent them backward
In retaliation, the boy turned with the metal cylinder in hand and pressed a button as a neon blue beam of light ignited from the cylinder now revealed to be a handle of an energy blade.
The boy deflected the bolts back at the soldiers who were struck to fall down dead by their own blaster fire. However, this didn't deter them as more and more kept coming, raising their blasters and firing at him, some getting hit by their own blaster fire getting deflected.
Another AT-TE blast struck the ground near him again with the shockwave sending him on his back and knocking his weapon out of his hands as the blade retracted and more troopers came up to gun him down.
He outstretched his hand again as another wave pushed them back and stretched it toward his weapon which flew back into his hand.
Getting back on his feet, the boy once again made a break for it, igniting his weapon once more and cutting a tree down to block the troopers and buy himself more time to escape.
This proved fruitless however as two walkers jumped over the fallen tree without an issue as their chin-mounted laser cannon took aim.
A quick volley of blaster fire erupted from the cannon as the boy used his energy blade to deflect the blasts away from him.
In a bold move, the boy rushed forward to the walkers raising his sword and slashing through the leg of one of the walkers, like a hot knife through butter, and falling over after it attempted to balance itself on its remaining leg.
With one walker down the boy turned his attention to the remaining one and with a shout jumped high into the air and onto the front of the walker.
The trooper in the walker's seat recoiled in surprise before taking out a pistol. The boy just dodged the shots and showed his blue sword through the soldier's chest, instantly killing him.
The walker fell down as the boy backflipped off the vehicle and kept on running from the troopers who were now slowly climbing the tree and flanking him by running around the tree and surrounding him.
"Blast him!" yelled a soldier with yellow stars on his pauldrons, as the boy began trying his best to deflect each shot away from and toward the oncoming troopers that were closing in on him.
In a flurry of slashes and blocks, the boy blocked as many blaster bolts as he could before, stretching his hand out again and sending the troopers around flying back again.
As he took off again more incoming fire from the AT-TE, now accompanied by two more tanks, opened fire on his location.
Explosions rained down on the area as the young man struggled to evade the bombardment. Seeing a nearby cave, he ran into the cavern to escape the rain of cannon fire.
A putrid smell hit his nose the moment he entered the cave as he gagged at the smell of rotting flesh and the stench of a creature that was sleeping in the cave. The beast slowly began moving as it woke up and turned to face its prey.
The boy's eyes widened in horror as he realized what was staring him down..
Using the light from his sword, he saw the large lumbering body of a vicious and nasty reptilian creature who glared back at him with shining yellow eyes.
Its bulky body was covered in durable armor plating with pointed spines from head to toe. It's arms looked strong enough to pry open steel doors with ease and its claws looked sharp enough to tear meat to shreds. The beast rose up on its thick hind legs and let out a mighty roar from its maw ring out before raising its claw and taking a swipe at the boy.
He jumped backward to avoid the claw and immediately bolted toward the cave entrance to escape his new pursuer and let out another mighty roar.
"There he is!" shouted a trooper
As they surrounded him again, the boy slowly raised his hands up in a surrender motion but knew deep down that they wouldn't accept it. Before he could send another wave to hurl his enemies away, a series of loud stomps and growls coming from the cave caught their attention as the monster emerged.
With dull blue armor and a muddy grey underbelly, the Jungle Rancor let out a terrible roar as it stomped towards its prey.
The troopers opened fire the moment it roared, some aiming for the boy with the energy sword who was caught in the middle, while the others aimed at the Rancor to get rid of the larger threat.
The Rancor blocked the bolts from striking its face as it charged forward toward the soldiers, with the boy extinguishing his blade and rolling to the side to avoid the charging beast as it swung its hefty arms around slamming away any who were near it, clawing some of them with its dirty sharp claws, and stomping on them with its mighty feet.
The boy attempted to use the creature as a distraction as he made to leave the situation, but the soldiers saw him trying to leave and kept firing on him.
He blocked another valley of blue bolts but wasn't quick enough…
"Aaaahhh!" he screamed out as he felt one of the energy bolts strike his wrist causing him to drop his weapon.
He clutched his wounded right hand, as tears of pain stung down his eyes and gritted his teeth as he felt his skin burn from the searing pain the shot caused him and sank to the ground from the injury.
Once they raised their weapons again, the boy could only give them a tear-soaked face filled with a hurricane of emotions: Betrayal, anger, fear, and agony.
These were the most painful and powerfully negative emotions any life form could feel as he watched the soldiers run up to him and saw a man with a large yellow symbol of the Galactic Republic on his chest, raise his blaster and aimed toward his head.
The boy closed his eyes as he waited for death to claim him…
But it never came.
With a deafening growl, the Rancor knocked the soldiers away before turning to face the boy and glared at him, drool escaping its jaws as it salivated at the thought of eating him.
Seeing the beast stare at him with hungry, ravenous eyes shook the boy to his core with fear as it slowly stepped forward growling and snarling and loomed over him like the monster it was.
"G-G-Get away from me!" the boy yelled as he stretched his left hand to send another wave of telekinesis at the beast but it barely knocked him back and kept on slowly advancing. Each step, more thunderous than the last.
He pulled out his weapon holding it threateningly as the beast drew closer, but it didn't discourage the monster.
Seeing that the Rancor was still drawing near despite his weapon he made a slashing motion with it which made the beast back off and allowed him to turn over and crawl away, barely dodging a clawed swipe the Rancor sent in retaliation.
The Rancor roared in anger as the boy escaped, slowly getting up and starting to scramble uphill as fast as he could, feeling that the behemoth wasn't finished with him yet.
Smashing through the trees as the monster barreled through the exotic life as it chased after the boy and ignoring the waking soldiers behind it.
He ran and ran, panting heavily as he was slowly losing strength in his body from the nonstop action and the pain he still felt in his right arm.
Hearing the beast barrel through the trees and other exotic flora and fauna, the boy used what little strength he had in his legs to jump high into the branches giving him a height advantage he could use to sneak away from the hungry beast.
Right on cue, it smashed through another set of trees as it looked for him. He waited for the monster to keep charging forward but it never did.
Instead, he heard the sound of air being breathed in heavily.
He slowly peeked around the tree to see that the creature had stopped and started to look around as he sniffed the air around him.
The boy let out a terrified gasp as the beast turned toward the tree he was hiding in and charged forward as it finally caught his scent with its keen sense of smell.
He jumped toward another branch nearby as the tree he was on was felled and began making his way through the trees, while the Rancor brought them down with its claws and brute strength.
As he was jumping from branch to branch he failed to notice a large blue blaster shot make impact with the tree in front of him as it was blasted to pieces which meant only one thing...
The tanks had got him back in their sights again.
Now having to escape the incoming bombardment of energy shots from afar and the rampaging beast below, the boy started to think that he wasn't going to make it out of this situation alive.
As he ran he spotted a nearby waterfall and river in a clearing closeby the woods. Seeing no other option he sprinted toward it using whatever strength remained in his legs, to keep running, knowing that the tanks wouldn't be able to reach that far and that it was the only foreseeable way to escape both the beast and the soldiers coming behind him
After a quick glance over his shoulder to confirm that he was still being followed by the white and yellow troopers, he jumped down from the last tree he was on and raced his way to the waterfall's edge with the Rancor close behind him.
Thankfully the water wasn't deep enough that it hindered his movement as he splashed through the small river and reached the edge of the waterfall.
Peering over he flinched back as he saw a long fall between him and the water's surface below, but considering the odds, he had running away from both the soldiers and the Rancor he took it.
Gulping whatever hesitation he had he jumped over...but he didn't feel the rush of wind telling him, he was headed towards the large river.
Instead, he felt a vice-like grip grab him as he was in the middle of his jump...the Rancor had caught up to him.
He looked into the beast's cold hungry eyes as he swore it smirked victoriously for having captured its target and slowly opened its mouth to swallow the boy whole.
He felt its rancid hot breath on his skin as he struggled to escape as he felt its bone-crushing grip get tighter and tighter until he got an idea.
Seeing that his left forearm was free between the gap of the Rancor's claws, he used his telekinesis to lift his energy sword to his hand and ignited it.
The neon blue blade penetrated the eye of the beast who roared in anger at being blinded by the searing hot plasma it produced.
Feeling the grip loosen, he struggled again until he managed to free his entire left arm, which he then used to cut off part of its lower claw making it roar out in pain some more.
Now feeling its entire hand loosen the boy used the hand as a diving board to head over the edge, but felt something collide with his back and felt a cutting pain to go with it.
"AAAAAHHHH!"
The boy screamed in agony as he felt the claws of the Rancor's other arm slice into his back as he jumped off its right hand.
With a dead tired look in his eyes, he collided headfirst into the water's surface expecting to be knocked out by the combined pain from the slice, and the drop.
Expecting to see the murkiness of the river, the boy opened his eyes to see...nothing…except the blackness and space and the stars shining brightly through the dark matter.
Yet he didn't feel like he was in space.
He didn't feel the coldness of space freezing his body over and quickly turning him into a corpse.
He didn't feel the vacuum suck his breath away and leave him lifeless.
Instead, he was warm and still breathing.
Gently rotating his head he spotted a strange planet with a partially shattered moon orbiting it.
The planet looked about ninety percent water as he saw various continents littering the surface parts of which looked like giant beasts with wings.
He saw an icy continent toward the north with ice slowly making up the body of one of the serpentine-like landmasses and a series of deserts on three of the continents.
Lastly, he noticed that on one side of the planet where another landmass that looked like a winged beast was, was completely dark, as if life couldn't thrive in the region and died out.
He racked his brains for any planets that matched this description and while some did come close none of them looked exactly like this planet nor did they have a single shattered moon in their orbit.
A series of loud echoing overlapping voices halted his thoughts.
"For it is in passing we achieve immortality..."
"...Welcome to Beacon…"
"...Through this, we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all..."
"...having this recurring dream for nearly a month now…"
"...Boop!..."
"...I want people to see me for who I am, not what I am..."
"...Infinite in distance and unbound by death, I release your soul,..."
"...I have a legacy of honor to uphold..."
"Nice to meet ya…"
"...and by my shoulder, protect thee…"
"Hello, there young man…"
"It's unfortunate you were promised a power that was never truly yours…."
"...I will use it in ways you would never had imagined..."
"...Do you believe in destiny?"
"...Yes."
The voices grew louder and louder as he held his hands to his ears to block out the noise, but it was a futile effort as he still heard them echoing in his head.
Suddenly it was silent...the voices were gone.
He frantically looked around to see any sign that someone was with him.
He heard a dark chuckle resound through the dark starry void and a cold-hearted malevolent voice of a woman.
"...Even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone... darkness will return. There will be no victory in strength…."
The planet slowly was consumed by the darkness as a ghastly white figure with black veins and burning crimson eyes rose from behind the planet and glared at him, smiling sinisterly as large shadows of creatures swarmed around her snarling and roaring.
"And everything you know will be mine." she echoed as she stretched her sickly hand toward him attempting to grab him as he struggled to getaway.
He turned around desperately trying to get away from the dark woman only to see the Rancor he escaped staring down at him with starved eyes roaring at him before trying to take a bite of him.
"AAAAAHHHH!" Jaune screamed as he woke in a cold sweat from the nightmare.
Panting heavily he quickly looked around his room for any sign of the shadow monsters he saw in his dream and breathed out a sigh of relief when he saw nothing but a desk, dresser, and a nightstand with a lamp.
Jaune let out a long sigh as he got up and exited his quarters where he was greeted by a dark blue R4 series astromech droid with a long cylindrical head and dull yellow plating around its glassy eye beeped at him as it approached him.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine Arf honest." he lied but the astromech knew better and sent another series of beeps his way.
"Ugh alright, you caught me. I had another nightmare, but it's no big deal. They've been coming less often now."
R4 beeped some more as Jaune sighed again at the droid's binary words.
"Guess your right. Haven't meditated in quite awhile. Might do me some good." the blonde boy said as he patted the R4 unit's domed head to its elation as it went to the cockpit.
Heading to the refresher, Jaune turned on the showerhead as he stepped into the steaming warm water, to wash away the sweat he had clinging to his body and hopefully try to wash away the nightmare and the painful memories it brought back, for any good that did.
The dream was still fresh in his mind and was difficult to repress due to the scars he had suffered from the battle.
He let out another deep sigh, as he stepped out of the shower and dried himself off with a towel.
He grabbed a set of dark blue pants, a dull yellow shirt, brown locket, and a brown leather jacket to stave off the chill of space along with black boots, and a brown belt blaster holster that held his two A-150 blaster pistols and began making his way toward the cockpit of his ship as he spotted a light brown OOM pilot Battle Droid with blue markings on the top and bottom of its robotic torso.
"Oh, hey Jaune. We're about to come out of hyperspace in a few minutes." said the droid who noticed him enter.
"Thanks Oum." Jaune said as he joined the droid and sat in the pilot's seat as he prepared to have his ship exit lightspeed as he gazed at the blue light.
The alternate dimension known as hyperspace was a beautiful thing to see.
A series of blue lights streaking through the cockpit window like a harmless series of blue comets passing by his ship as he journeyed through the cosmos.
The lightshow came to a halt as the familiar blackness of space came into view along with an ugly yellowish green planet being orbited by five moons, one of which was a repulsive looking green celestial body that Jaune directed his ship towards.
This moon was Nar Shaddaa, one of the prized gems in the Hutt criminal empire as it orbited their world of Nal Hutta and a popular place a smuggler could go to, to make deals, pick up or deliver cargo, or just have fun.
Jaune normally wouldn't think about setting foot on this crime ridden planet, but due to recent events he had no choice but to turn to smuggling and black market dealing in order to survive and evade the Empire's notice.
His ship carefully flew through the atmosphere of the planet as two small fighters escorted him to a nearby landing platform where his employer waited for him.
His ship landed on the platform with the landing struts letting out a gentle hiss as they met the platform.
Jaune and Oum, now equipped with his E-5 blaster rifle, quickly made their way towards the boarding ramp and began opening it up.
As they stepped out Jaune put on a fake smile as he met with a large sluglike being with a bulbous head, dark purple hue, and slimy body. In order to move around easily the Hutt was on a repulsorlift directed by a small droid and was accompanied by a group of alien thugs and gangsters ranging from humans to Niktos, Weequay, and even some Twileks with different colored skin. All were equipped with blasters and gear as they watched Jaune approach their employer.
"(Jaune my boy, I knew you wouldn't fail to deliver to me.)" the purple Hutt said in deep, feminine Huttese, a language Jaune had learned in his past teachings.
"I told you I would get it to you on time, Lady Sangria." Jaune stated.
Sangria the Hutt just nodded and gestured for her men to help unload the cargo Jaune had stored in his hold with Oum leading them to it.
One by one the thugs carried out the crates with one of them opening a crate up to reveal that its contents were filled to the brim in an orange powder that made Sangria's eyes widen and her mouth water.
She quickly wiped off the drool and ordered her men to package the Spice safely and load it onto the nearby transporter.
"(You've done well Jaune. This is quality Spice you have brought me. You may have a future as a smuggler ahead of you.)" Sangria boomed.
"(Here is your payment.)"
A green-skinned Twi'lek brought a small briefcase and handed it to Jaune. He quickly opened it up to see it loaded with bronze, silver and some gold rectangular imperial credits marked with the symbol of the Empire.
"(Fifteen-thousand imperial credits. As we agreed.)" the Hutt said as Jaune inspected them for any sign of forgery.
After checking them over he deemed them to be real credits and sealed up the briefcase, handing it to Oum to bring onboard the ship.
"Alright then. I guess that covers everything. Pleasure doing business with you, Lady Sangria." Jaune said as he began making his way back to his ship.
"(Do hold up Jaune. I have another job I would like you to perform.)" Sangria said, catching Jaune's attention.
"What sort of job? Another Spice smuggling run?" he asked, turning to face the purple Hutt.
"(Of sorts. Meet me by my palace in three hours and we can discuss the details there.)" she said, as Jaune nodded
"Then I'll see you there." he said before heading back to his ship where his smile fell and he scowled at the thought that he was now a Spice smuggler for a Hutt.
The ramp sealed behind Jaune as he went back to his quarters to divy up the credits.
He began counting them, double-checking to make sure they were legitimate credits and that he was paid the right amount.
Thankfully he wasn't cheated out of his earnings and began dividing up the credits. Some he stashed in a safe located in his room which he used to buy food, fuel, medical supplies, and other tools he might need in case he were to run low. The rest was put into a safe that was underneath the floorboards of his ship's lounge in case someone were to sneak aboard and break into the safe in his room.
Seeing that he had three hours to spare before he met back up with Sangria in her palace, Jaune decided to use the opportunity to try meditating like Arf suggested.
He took out a mat from his closet and splayed it out on the ground.
The mat was light brown in color with a large white symbol in the middle. The design was a circle with a pair of wings connecting to a white pillar of light in the middle that had a star make it up.
This was the symbol of the Jedi Order…
An ancient Order of peacekeepers, he was once a part of, that was dedicated to using a cosmic phenomenon called the Force to bring peace to the galaxy, inspire hope in those who were lost, and bring light to those in the dark…
But now it was all gone… and he was all alone...
No friends he could rely on...
No survivors he could contact or meet up with…
And most importantly…No family he could stay with.
The order had been his only source of communication and family and now it was all gone.
They accepted him when he was a six years old slave to a Zygerrian slaver and freed him after the Jedi intercepted the ship his 'master' was using to find more slaves.
The Council originally planned to reunite him with his birth family but given that he couldn't remember his last name and little recollection of his home world, that task was incredibly difficult, more so since he was already a slave for two years.
It was only because of his connection to the Force that he was accepted into the temple at an age they considered old, despite reservations from some of the masters and was placed into a Jedi initiate clan.
It was during the time of the Clone Wars that he became the apprentice to one of his liberators: Aayla Secura. A blue Twi'lek woman who he saw as a mother figure despite his teachings saying that attachments must be avoided.
Jaune pulled the locket out from behind his shirt and popped it open to reveal a shining blue crystal that was cracked down the middle.
This was his Kyber crystal, a crystal with a connection to the Force, and was the heart of his lightsaber, an ancient Jedi weapon.
He earned this crystal through braving the trials in the icy caves of Ilum alongside his fellow clan initiates and had a depressed look as he saw the deep fissure in the blue gem.
Ever since Felucia, Jaune's lightsaber crystal was unable to keep itself stable as it once was after having fallen a long distance down from the waterfall.
Whenever he ignited the blade, it sparked and short-circuited. This also caused his crystal to overheat several vital pieces he needed to keep his blade stable and thus made his weapon spark and short-circuit.
He could find the necessary pieces to repair it but given the fact that he's trying to lay low and needed to focus more on his immediate survival he never had time to properly fix it, especially when the crystal itself was causing the problems and that was something he considered irreplaceable.
He let out a sigh as he sat cross-legged over the mat, removing his crystal from his necklace, hoping it would help clear his mind and help him start accepting the reality of his situation and move on from the past.
But his mind kept wandering back to that fateful day….
When the Clone troopers of the 327th Star Corps suddenly turned their guns on him, his master, and every other member of the Jedi Order...
When the Republic he fought and risked his life for on numerous occasions was deconstructed and reformed into the Empire, the most oppressive government ever to be formed…
How he felt his master get mercilessly gunned down by his friend Commander Bly and his platoon of men as they then turned their guns on him as well…
How he rushed to escape them as they relentlessly pursued him and unwisely ran into the den of a Jungle Rancor…
And how he felt when he made the leap to save his life only to be wounded by the Rancor's claws slashing his back…
And how his most trusted weapon was broken…
"Come on, come on I need to get over it already" he thought to himself as he tried concentrating on the Jedi code to get through the pain and have a clear mind.
"There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force." he mentally chanted to himself over and over like a broken record.
But it had little effect on him.
Seeing that trying to get over the events was failing, Jaune decided to focus on what he saw in his dream.
He had nightmares of his escape before, usually ending with him either getting caught by the Rancor, getting executed by his men, or dying when he jumped off the cliff to escape them, but this dream was different than those ones.
"Alright I saw a planet with deserts, an icy continent, looked like it was eighty-five percent water, and looked vibrant along with a broken moon. It's just like when I was a youngling at the temple." Jaune thought as he remembered having visions of the same planet and moon, convinced it was his homeworld and went through nearly every holobook and datapad on habitats, planets, and moons to look for it, but stopped when he found no results that matched his searches and started to take his training more seriously.
"Whose voices were those? I didn't recognize any of them. And what the kriff was the woman I saw. It looked like she was consumed by the Dark Side." he continued as he remembered the ghastly woman with scorching eyes as shadowy beasts swallowed up the planet sending a chill down his spine.
"She said I know things she wants, but what is it that I have that she wants?"
His thoughts were interrupted as the doors to his room were opened and Oum came in.
"What is Oum?" he asked, as he started to get up from his mat.
"Sir, you only have one hour left until you have to meet with Sangria the Hutt at her palace." the pilot droid said.
"Alright I'll get ready to meet with her right now." he told him as the droid nodded and left.
Rolling up his mat and putting it away, Jaune put his crystal back in his locket and stretched his legs out.
Exiting his room he made his way toward the cockpit as he and Oum piloted the ship towards Sangria's palace and saw a series of domed towers surrounding another larger tower which he recognized as Sangria's main tower which was where her casino was.
Like before he was flanked by fighters as he landed on a platform where Sangria waited for him.
His ship landed again as some droids carrying a fuel line attached it to his ship to refuel it as Jaune exited his ship and met with her once more.
"(Jaune, I appreciate that you are here for another job.)" Sangria resounded as Jaune came to her.
"Alright then, what job is so important that you needed to talk to me about it here?" Jaune asked as he walked alongside the Hutt and into her palace casino.
As they entered Jaune saw a large room lined with red carpeting with gold embroidered into the design filled with luxurious and fancy furniture decorating the entertainment center.
A wide array of gambling machines littered one section of the room with there also being tables dedicated to games like pazaak, sabacc and dejarik as some of the patrons cheered and yelled either from having lost or having won a large sum of credits.
Another section of the casino was dedicated to another form of entertainment as people from various species gathered around caged stages where women, wearing revealing clothing danced around a pole to entertain their patrons who threw credits at them and cheered at their alluring movements.
Jaune saw booths littered with alcoves designed for smoking Spice and other psychoactive drugs and felt guilty knowing that he had brought them more of the substance to feed their addiction.
All the while Bith musicians played their songs on a stage in the center of the room for everyone to enjoy, while waiters and waitresses, both droid and organic, served the clients with trays filled with alcoholic drinks and edible delights as security guards escorted those who had drunk too much or had tried getting frisky with one of the waitresses.
"(Before we get to that why don't we enjoy ourselves for a bit to celebrate a successful run.)" Sangria suggested as a Twi'lek waitress wearing a scantily clad outfit approached them with drinks.
Sangria eagerly accepted one as she gulped it down in one go, while a reluctant Jaune took a small sip of the substance and felt like he was just punched in the face from how strong it tasted before removing it from his lips.
"(Perhaps you should have started with something weaker)" she chuckled as Jaune set the glass down and tried to regain his senses.
"Give a guy a warning next time." he said smoothly as he focused himself, while deep down cursing the Hutt for trying to get him drunk.
"(Perhaps you would like to enjoy some time by enjoying some alone time with some of our greatest entertainers.)" Sangria tempted gesturing toward the dancing girls on the stages as they drew the onlookers in with their swaying bodies.
Jaune's face grew red at the thought of what she was implying and tried to push the dirty thoughts out of his head.
"N-No thanks. I'm good" he stuttered out as Sangria laughed deeply at his reaction.
"(You never fail to make me laugh, Jaune)"
"What can I say I'm a charmer."
"(Indeed you are. If you are not interested in my esteemed casino, perhaps we should just get to business.)"
"Now you're talking." Jaune said as he and Sangria made their way toward a private room near her personal stage she used to oversee how her casino is doing like a monarch watching over her subjects.
Once inside he took a seat on a fancy purple chair she had while she went behind an ornately made wooden desk as her lift settler in place.
"(Jaune you have been performing well for me by bringing me what I desire so I have a task I want you to take up.)" Sangria stated as she smoked a hookah pipe that was attached to her lift.
"What sort of job is it?"
"(A smuggling run like the last one. I have some merchandise on Zygerria some friends of mine have holding onto for me. I want you to go bring it here as soon as possible.)" she said unaware that Jaune's anger was rising deep within him at the mention of the slaving planet and the species that dominated it.
"What's the cargo? Weapons? Spice?"
"(An assortment of different Spices, herbs, and liquors that are heavily taxed by the Empire.)" Sangria said letting out a puff of smoke, "(Also, some other things of value, but that is all.)"
Jaune's eyes narrowed a bit at the mention of additional valuable cargo that she didn't bother to clarify but didn't say anything about it.
"Alright, then I'll do it. When do you want me to go?"
"(In a day. You can use that time to prepare for it. The man you will meet with is a Zygerrian named Fero D'Nar.) Sangria said as Jaune nodded.
He got up as he extended his hand to Sangria who eagerly accepted the handshake to signify their deal.
"I'm gonna go make sure I have everything in order. Do you mind if I use the platform to park my ship?" he asked as he looked back to see the purple Hutt.
"(I've no issues with it so long as you don't start any trouble with my guards or patrons. I appreciate what you do for me, but that alone won't be enough to protect you if you cross me.)" the Hutt warned and Jaune nodded.
Turning to leave he swiftly made his way back toward his ship passing by the Gamorrean guards that were posted around the exit.
He tapped a button on his communicator as Oum's voice was heard on the other end.
"Is something wrong, sir?"
"Not really, just calling to ask you to lower the ramp so I could get on, my business with Sangria is done. We have a job to bring her cargo from Zygerria." he said, spitting out the planet's name.
"Roger, roger. Lowering the ramp now." Oum replied, as the boarding ramp lowered and Jaune stepped aboard and went toward his quarters once more.
He had a lot of things to sort out from his visions to his next emotional state about this mission to the planet he hated the most.
AN: All right everyone this was just the beginning of Jaune's journey home. Visions are obviously going to play a huge part in Jaune's rediscovery of himself and when he finds his home and as you can tell Sangria the Hutt is an OC. I named her after the color Sangria to keep in line with RWBY's color rule and felt it was a good name for a purple Hutt who owned a casino palace on Nar Shaddaa.
Jaune's ship is a modified YT-2000 Light Freighter called the Shining Arch.
What it has:
-captain quarters
-medical bay
-4 crew cabins
-a refresher with a shower, washer, and dryer in the hallway and one near the cockpit
-a lounge
-Holo-Net Table
-Galley
-a gun well ladder that leads two 2x twin laser cannons that are located on the top and bottom of the ship
-an ion cannon in the front where he could fire it
-Two cargo holds
-Three holding cells
-sublight engines
-Communications jamming array
-heating/cooling systems
-hyperdrive
-storage lockers that have things like blasters, pressure suits, O2 tanks, and such
-Boarding ramp
-Two docking bays
-A small workshop where he could fix his droids and other stuff
-hidden compartments to hide merchandise
-A reactor
-Landing feet
-shield generator
Pretty much what every smuggling ship needs. Over time it will get some more upgrades here and there. He also has three droids that have been with him for a while.
Droids:
-R4-D5 (aka Arf): A loyal R4 unit that cares for Jaune's wellbeing and has been with him for a long time during the Clone Wars and will follow him anywhere in the galaxy. He was nicknamed Arf due to how he follows him around like a loyal puppy and is willing to fight for him.
-OOM pilot battle droid (Aka Oum): Oum is a battle droid Jaune scavenged from the Battle of Felucia after the Clones pulled out. He is a loyal and friendly droid although he is a bit clumsy. He has experience in flying ships and in combat and has been upgraded by Jaune with various parts to give him better aim and some extra armor. He was obviously named after Monty Oum (RIP) and his model name is an OOM Pilot Battle Droid so I felt this was a good way to work his name in and it was too perfect not to do so.
The third droid hasn't been introduced yet but it will be in the next chapter.
This story is going to be using elements of both Disney Universe and Legends. For instance, when it comes to sith crystals they could be made organically in places filled with the Dark Side like Korriban, and places like that, they could be made synthetically, and a Jedi crystal could be made to bleed red like in the Vader comics.
This also means that the Old Republic is also canon to this story meaning Revan, Nihilus and everyone else are part of this story's canon. I'll try my best to incorporate some of those elements into the story, but I'm not very familiar with the whole Old Republic part of Star Wars.
So I am asking those that know a lot about the Old Republic to send me links to videos and articles that can help simplify those events and help me better understand those characters and their ideologies so in the event I plan to reference or use them I would have a reliable source to help me.
I hope you all look forward to the next chapter. I plan to update this story alongside my "Mortal Kombat RWBY: Grimm Threat" story though that will be my main focus.
I'm showing the much darker side at the Star Wars Universe since Spice is pretty much their version of cocaine and other drugs, and a place like Nar Shaddaa would have legalized prostitution. What better way to hide from the Empire than a place filled with scum and villainy of the highest caliber though obviously, Jaune despises it given that he's a Jedi.
This is meant for a mature audience which is why I am rating it M for mature due to some of the adult themes this story will be exploring from PTSD (also wouldn't mind getting some help for that so it could be portrayed accurately), slavery, and such.
That's all I have to say right now. I hope you all enjoy this new story and give me helpful feedback so I can make it better and stand out among the other RWBY Star Wars stories.