Return of the Old Ways

by ImageViewer

The Jedi, once the galaxies sworn protectors have now become lapdogs and enforcers to a corrupt government, it's council filled with frightened, short sighted fools who chain the children of the force preventing them from embracing their full potential until a legacy of the dark and the light sets them free and bring with him the return of the first order, the order of the je'daii.

6. Chapter 6

Hello Everyone.

This chapter took ages to complete, I only got onto from time to time to try and progress it as I ran into a number of writer's block when creating this.

Thankfully I back onto it, thanks on part SWTOR and going back onto the star wars series which helped to motivate the progression of this.

I hope you all enjoy it. And now without further ado...I give you...

Return of the Old ways Ch 6

Republic Politics, Corruption and Intrigue's.

Another day on Coruscant.

Weeks went by and the only freedom I managed to earn was leaving the temple all by myself and being able to go and sleep in my ship without any prying eye's. I'm being trusted not to sneak away from the planet on the intent on joining the war without the councils permission and I wasn't going to lose that trust, especially since all of the masters and officers fighting are a stickler for authority.

So I did what I usually do on this planet.

Teach the force to padawans.

Help out the authorities.

Meditate.

Train.

Train with the Holocrons of my masters.

Routine maintenance on the ship and droids.

Honestly...Anything to keep me occupied and pass the time.

But today was different.

It all started as I was in my ship, meditating with the force when a call comes in on my personally Holo-communicator. Knocking him from my thoughts and peace as I exhaled deeply, expelling the air trapped within my lungs.

Stopping what I was doing I pulled out the device from my robes and held it before me before answering the caller who wasn't a jedi, clone trooper or even Coruscant security who were frequent callers when hunting down dangerous fugitives.

Instead, in place standing upon my holo-communicator... was a senate Guard.

Complete blue armour with a matching helmet and back visor.

These guys answer to the Supreme chancellor, they were in charge with the protection and security of the Senate and Supreme chancellor, and these guys weren't clones who took up much of the Republics military and infrastructure, but humans or citizens of the republic.

"Is this Padawan Thorton of the Jedi Order?" He asked, starring at me as I held the miniature holographic visual of the guardsmen.

I admit, I was curious to know what the senate guard wanted from me. As these guys rarely reached out to sources outside of their office.

They had their own military and intelligence, all directed towards keeping the governmental body safe from those who would harm them.

"Yes. This he speaking. To what do I owe a call from the Senate guard?" I asked.

And to my surprise when he answered "Supreme Chancellor Palpatine requests your presence in the Chancellor's office." This was...surprising. No doubt the senate guard could see the look of shock on my face before I began to get ready to meet what was basically royalty at the capital of the civilised galaxy.

-Later, In the Senate Building-

The senate building.

It was a large dome building that rival the Jedi temple on coruscant, but it was immensely bigger than the temple and more grander.

Easily seen and identified as the large dome shaped building at the highest level of the city covered planet.

Here, senators from all of the Republic allied planets would convene on matters of galactic importance… or as master Tarya and Bane would say, talk, roar and scream their voices out, yet do nothing to hamper or stop the strife attacking their worlds because the council was filled with corrupt bureaucrat that aim to line their own pockets.

It was one of the reasons why I don't the like place or the people running it to begin with, because in times of strife or war. While the true heroes are off fighting, it only takes one word to turn a victory into a defeat, and turn a hero into pariah.

And this was true in the galactic senate as it has been for so many times.

Take the Naboo incident were Master Kenobi, Anakin and Senator Amidala earned their fame. Naboo was invaded and the Republic did nothing to help until only after the invaders was defeated and their leader Viceroy Nute Gunray, was arrested, but escaped his sentence because of the corruption in the senate, despite the evidence to his crimes being overwhelming.

And now said war criminal was one of the leaders for the separatists... talk about irony as he now leads the separatist army against Naboo and the Republic.

And while he is unofficially the voice for the trade federation for the CIS, officially…he is as much a traitor to his trade federation pals as he is to the republic.

Their capital ships make up a third of the droid army navy as well as their entire droid army in general.

Still though, I had never in my life as a padawan in the Jedi temple have i been here before.

It was busy of course with senators and employee's walking around the halls, I asked for directions to the Supreme Chancellor's office, following where I was told to go in this maze of building before arriving at the elevator that would took me straight there.

It was of course guarded by two senate guards who what could be described as blue skinned clone armour but they weren't clones.

Walking up I introduced myself "Hello, I'm Padawan Thornton…. I was told that the supreme Chancellor requested my presence?" The black visors made it hard to see if he was looking at me as he and the other guard continued to stare ahead until-

"Go in." he said, clearly, I was expected and moved into the elevator that was now opened to me.

I travelled up in the cylinder-shaped box that travelled directly towards the supreme Chancellor's office till it stopped and the doors open.

inside I beheld a red and black wall scheme, I stood in the middle of a hall that led to two rooms on each end, to the left looked like the Chancellor's office for meetings and sessions, the other was his private office for his own use.

But I did not have to move or wait long as from out of his office walked out the chancellor who grew a brightened smile as he saw me "Ah. You must be infamous Padawan Thronton I keep hearing about?" he said, approaching me with an air of charisma that made you feel safe.

I was trained to be on guard, especially around politicians of the Republic, as senators have climbed their way to the office of the supreme chancellor by using less than credible methods of garnering support.

Bribery, blackmail, extortion and assassination were the tools of the trade within the political battles that ruled the republic courts.

Even the senate wasn't as unified as the Republic like to present to the rest of the galaxy. Senators battling against each other, and using the Republic's own laws for their own selfish agenda.

Several accounts has shown the corrupted nature of the Republic and its own hypocrisy to the very laws and constitution that were meant to bring justice and law the entire galaxy.

The Naboo crisis and the Kaleesh-Yam'rli war were the recent conflicts that still echoed the crimes and incompetence of the Republic.

The Naboo crisis saw the people of Naboo, a recently added Republic planet come under the unwarranted subjugation and invasion of the Trade Federation under the command of Viceroy Gunray. The Numoidian who committed the grievous war crimes such as executing prisoner's of war and unarmed civilians alike.

Despite the evidence, the Republic failed to act or send an army to liberate the planet. Instead, the Planet liberated itself, and afterwards, against the overwhelming testimony and actions Gunray committed, he was found innocent of his crimes.

The Kaleesh-Yam'rli War left not just a bad mark on the republic, but the Jedi order as well. The Yam'ril waged a bloody war against the Kaleesh on their own homeworld, intent on keeping their hold on the Enslaved Kaleesh who rebelled against their slave masters.

And again, despite their pleas for aid, their voice was blocked out by the Yam'rli's back door corrupted deals that made themselves out to be the victims in this war that they were losing. When the Kaleesh lost, they were sanctioned heavily, even after the truth came out about their war, neither the Republic nor the Jedi did anything to correct their mistake or admit to their error.

Still…I could not help but feel comfortable around him. It as though there was a compulsion that was forcing me to relax around the supreme chancellor.

Pushing what ever suspicion I had down, I greeted the leader of the free galaxy with the upmost respect as I bowed "Tarion Thronton. It's an honour to be your presence, Supreme Chancellor Palpatine."

Chancellor Palpatine bowed in return to me as he stood just opposite of myself. "The honour is mine. It's not everyday I meet the padawan that has been ridding this planet of its criminals. Not to mention being able to use such a powerful technique at such a young age, I foresee great things in your future young man."

Every word carried with it seemed to fill me with greater pride that I could not help but absorb ever last word.

"Thank you for your kind words Supreme Chancellor."

The Supreme Chancellor acted every bit as humble as he was reported to be. He laid his hand upon my shoulder in a comforting, fatherly manner "please call me Palpatine. We're going to be working closely for a while."

"What do you mean?" I asked, even though I already knew that this was the reason for my presence here.

Chancellor Palpatine pulled me with him, guiding me deeper into his office and right towards the large screen window, overlooking the Urban infrastructure of the planet "In truth, I have not confided in the council about this meeting or your presence here. As I fear that they will meddle in the affair of the security of the senate." He answered.

Though Jedi can sometimes act independently and outside the council's watch, and I did earn some freedom in that area. But still, if it was a major issue if anything that the Chancellor was indicating, than they needed to be made aware before they can confirm that I was the right person for this, and not a jedi of greater experience or rank like a knight or master.

Still…a small part of me did not want that. To be pushed aside as I was personally chosen by the chancellor himself to oversee this concern of his.

I didn't want to admit it…but pride kept me from reporting this to the council. "You believe that the Jedi council might make things worse?" I asked, curious to know why he brought this to me and not the council.

He led me right to the large window screen, and together, the both of us looked out into the city of Coruscant. "I need someone who is not at all restrained and limited by their position, and code. I've read the report on your actions against the black suns, which is why I pick you for this assignment." He admitted before turning to look at me "I believe that there may be spies and traitors within the senate."

This…was definitely a serious issue "With all due respect supr- Palpatine, isn't senate security the duty of the senate guard and Republic Intelligence if there were spies involved."

He nodded, and held a troubled look "That Is true but these suspected traitors are aware of this and are prepared to hide any sensitive knowledge from them, which is why I need someone who thinks and acts outside the box."

It was commonly easy how credits could buy information and services, especially from the ranks of men and women who swore an oath to protect and uphold the laws of the Galactic Republic. All it would take was one tip off that an investigation was happening, and support from the insider, and no incriminating evidence would be found.

It was sickening how corruption wormed its way into the heart of the free galaxy. But in a government run purely by the majority who could sway and bribe their way into the head office of the Supreme Chancellor.

Holding sway and authority of a thousand aligned systems, and the armies who defend them.

And senators were no different. Each one representing a government or planet, yet with the power to decide

"… I'll do it, who are the suspects?" I asked, taking on the task in secret of the council's notice.

Palpatine looked pleased with my decision, now moving towards his desk where I followed until he sat down and pressed a button on his desk.

From behind me and the chairs, in the middle where the steps were, a holo projection was active. displaying a human individual of normal hight in a blue projection before the chancellor started.

"First is Londo Bango. Senator for the Planet of Kurt, he has a history of Gambling and intoxicated disturbance." He was an middle aged bald man in high quality clothing, the kind that are worth more than the planet with extra judging from the expensive jewellery hanging from him like it was going out of style.

Kurt was major shipping yard used by the republic to manufacture their starships, it was a vital position and area that was heavily guarded with the upmost importance considering it's role in maintaining and manufacturing weapons and ships for the war effort.

His projection was changed to another, this time a woman with tanner skin and dark hair.

"Next is Senator Lia Drang for Taris. I'm pretty sure I don't need to explain this history of Taris to you?" this time it was a female, much older, probably nearing her elder years. A deep frown married her aged face as she was garbed in plane pristine white robes when compared to the previous senator "As you know, Taris has always been a black mark of the Republic and Senator Drang is no exception as she personifies her planet's Opinion on alien life."

Taris is infamously known for being a symbol of human superiority over alien or in other words Racism against alien life, who live in the slums and poverty area's of the planet, while the human population lives mostly in the pristine upper levels with few aliens making it to the top.

As I recalled the Blick history of the planet, the senator's image was replaced with another. Once more a human male stood in place with obsidian dark skin.

"Senator Kisal Bedan of the planet of Corellia. Corellia has always been the back bone of the republic, supplying the Republic with weapons, materials and ships but they have a history of cowardly and corrupt leaders in times of war." This time it was tan man in military robes with a few notable ribbons and medals of distinguished service pinned on his chest.

Corellia like Kurt was another important planet and part of the republic that supported it by manufacturing weapons, armour and droids.

It was the heart of the Republic's navy and army, supplying and building the weapons, armour and ships of the entire Republic. Especially during this time, as the republic required every resource it need and every ship that could be manufactured to fight the Separatist forces.

Finally upon the holo-pad was a young woman, close to his age in revealing and loosely hanging velvet garments that were barely translucent in certain area's.

She was pale with perfect snow white skin "And Finally is Senator Rose Saken of the planet Balmorra. Balmorra is another backbone planet of the republic that is known for making the weapons of war that the republic use's, such as missiles, torpedo's and armour. The Senator herself is a well-known…. Conosur of the pleasure of the flesh and puts herself out as a collector of sorts." This woman rubbed him the wrong way from the start as she had this devious slutty smirk on her face despite it being a picture of her, she seemed to bear an expression that held promises of pleasure's to come.

"I'll investigate these people and let you know what I find." And with that, I left the chancellor's office, the names and faces of my target's I committed to memory as I went to my first decided target.

-Level 2979 gambling zone. Nearly 2 weeks later-

Unlike the previous entertainment zone that I and Master Senube was at, when we were investigating the black sun, this whole zone was completely dedicated to serving the vices of greed and lust as every block was a casino or betting parlour.

My first target that I have been following for quite some time was Senator Bango, whose gambling was beyond normalcy for any man.

From one casino to another he moved about after losing several million credits. He was literally throwing them away like it was going out of style and it honestly made me question as to how he could afford to lose so much money like that without fearing bankruptcy.

I honestly couldn't keep following this man all day throughout the whole casino district, I needed to get him to stay at least for a while until I can learn all that I could from the Senator.

Following him into another casino, I sat far away from senator Bango, watching as the man went to a dice table and was betting 'Heavily' on random numbers, I couldn't have him waste any more money just to leave and move on to another casino again.

Using the force, I manipulated the roll of the dice to the number that Bango bet on.

As expected, the man and the crowd roared with cheers at his win, naturally... he betted heavily again on the same number this time and again the result was the same thanks to me.

This went on for quite a while with the man earning a popular following, he was sandwiched between various women who couldn't be anymore close to him than they already were, not that the senator minded.

As his repulsive attitude as he groped, slurred and burped at his patrons...added by the thick aroma of alcohol was pushed aside by the charm of his lucky streak.

Intoxicated beyond belief he finally left the table to enjoy his stroke of good fortune by ordering a VIP lounge for himself.

This is where I made my move, finding an isolated place to meditate, I closed my eye's and focused hard on finding Bango's thoughts amongst the swirling tornado of racing thoughts and emotions that raged all around casino.

Ignoring and drowning out the background sound of patrons and music, but after some time I managed to find the man's unprotected thoughts that blew off of him in a disorderly and mumbled out way. The surface thoughts were as chaotic and messed up because of his intoxication but I latched onto them to pull myself into his mental state.

'Hahaha!' The mad crackling echoed in his thoughts as he threw back the most expensive wine he could buy as he held himself close the groupies that followed him in 'What great fortune I've received! This makes up for all of the string of bad luck I've had at these casinos. I'm sure of it that the dealers are cheating me, but I know better to call them out on it.' at least he was smart in that regard. But still this was not what I was looking for.

Continuing on, I kept receiving the unprotected thoughts that kept on coming, but none of them was what incriminating or kind of thing I wanted.

...the majority of it made me want to bleach my mind of all of the disgusting images and words that blew off from that man. He made a Hutt look like a Ithorian with all of the perverse and degenerate ideas that flowed from his head.

And he went on and on about his previous failed betting's in the casino's he hasn't been banned in yet.

Honestly it was becoming tedious for me to keep focus when the man's mind was focused gambling and spending his new fortune well.

I was going to call it quits, when suddenly- 'Now I don't have call my brother in high command just to loan me money from the Planet's war reserve. Honestly I don't know how he hasn't been caught embezzling from the coffers on his brand-new spacer. Star ship. Oh! And how could I forget about the summer house in Aldderran.'

This was startling news to me!

In a way Embezzlement explained much of how this man was paying for his extreme life sytle but to have someone from within the Kurt military syphon off from the coffers of planet that needed those funds to maintain their military strength and industry.

But I knew that I needed to get evidence to back up my accusation as I could return to the chancellor and have my word be the only thing against them.

I knew, that I needed to push the senator to making contact with his brother.

Fortunately, I an idea on just how to do that.

Exiting out of my meditation with my mind returning, I stood back up and faced towards the windows of the VIP lounge where I saw the man within throw his head back in a roaring laugh that was contained withing the room.

Extending my hand out and toward them, pointed right at the oblivious senator. I focused all of my will and felt for his mind till I found the slither of man's inebriated thoughts.

"I think I'll push my luck." I forced those words through, watching through the glassed windows as the senator's expression glassed over. His mouth moving but no sounds can be head before he stood up almost like a robot and began to walked out, followed by his group of admirers as he walks to the nearest Pazaak Table.

At first he plays it safe. The dealer otherwise giving him good cards with a little jedi help to boost his confidence as he than begins to bet hard….and fall spectacularly.

No matter what after that, he continues to pool all of his creds into the game, losing hard because his poor judgement and some cards going missing from the deck.

Finally, out of credits and his patrons deserting him, the senator picked himself up and proceeded back into the VIP lounge that he still retained for the day.

Unknowingly, I followed after him, moving through the crowd as quick and as quiet as a shadow that the drunk senator never knew of my presence lurking directly behind him as he entered and never seeing as I jumped high into the rafter's above.

All the while the man remained none the wiser of his watchful guest.

Dropping hard and slouching against the lush couch, the senator pulled out a small pocket holo-communicator from his robes and laid it on the table where it began to call for whoever the senator was calling for.

After some time of waiting, the call was received and older man baring resemblance to the senator but garbed in high ranking Military uniform stood in a miniaturised holo form on the pad.

"Yes! What do you want Londo!?" He said abruptly to senator who laid back, throwing a full glass of wine down his throat before he responded.

"I need more money. I ran out." The military man whom Tarion guessed to be the senator's brother and the man financing the senator's addiction exasperated heavily at the demand.

"Again!? Do you know how hard it is to fake withdrawals from the planet's Military funding!? You and your damned addictions are going to be the death of us!" The senator's brother screamed at him; his vice's were obviously out of control given the man's dependency on his brother's funding.

"Don't even think about cutting me off Trak! You forget that I know all about your own addictions and vices as well. If you try to screw me over, all need to do is whisper one word about that Mansion of yours or that New XV-1000 you made with your salary as a General." Senator Londo smirked at the sour enraged look his brother was sending at him.

The blackmail he held was damning. The senator's brother would not only be court marshalled, but tried as a criminal with all of his assets and their family wealth seized as reparations for stealing from the planet.

The senator's brother, sneered at him. With a murderous glare that promised nothing but death for the man he called his brother "…FINE! But I'll remember this!" He pointed to him threateningly, before the senator shut him off.

With that the call ended and the senator laid back with a smug satisfied smirk before he got up and walked over to the private mini bar in there with him.

None the wiser to the figure dropping down from the ceiling and exiting out through the doors to the night club.

Once outside I personally called the man who set me on this task.

After a minute of hailing, the figure of chancellor Palpatine appeared on my small holo device as I gave reported his findings "Chancellor Palpatine. I have evidence that Senator Bango is abusing his position of power along with his brother by embezzling from the planet's military finance. But he isn't a separatist spy." Simultaneously sending the recording I took of the two's conversation over their holo.

The chancellor looked pleased "Very good Tarion. With this evidence, we can arrest the senator for embezzlement and send the rest to his home planet to arrest his brother as well." I admit, I found a sense of pride and accomplishment over this, the recording was sent and the Chancellor gave me a proud look "keep up the good work."

And with that, as I cut the connection. I thought about my next target.

-Level 5129, Upper presidium. 3 weeks later-

Next on my list of targets was the senator for Taris.

Lia Drang

it wasn't easy to find her, unlike the previous senator before who'd gave in to his addictive nature, she had nothing that I could use to locate her as simple as that.

I sorted my hunting area close to her home which helped me to find the clues I uncovered that soon led me to her.

she was hanging with... a high-class crowd.

human elitist that shared her views on non-humans.

In others words...a raciest begot.

Naturally I couldn't enter such a fine establishment as I was classed as a non-member because of my eye's that people easily mistake me for a Mireluka, plus I wasn't dressed for the occasion.

I stuck out like a sore thumb from my jedi robes, I couldn't pose as a member of the upstanding elite so that left only one way to get in.

And it wasn't easy... for me that is. Having to get wear the ridiculous outfit that identified me as a servant amongst the higher members of the echelon, I felt like an idiot wearing these servant robes and holding a tray filled with delicacies for these Human Elitists.

It was tiring to put up with their judging stares and snarky remarks on my... breed, but thankful patience was instilled into me though that didn't stop the sense of anger and boiling disgust grow within me for ever jab and moment I spend next to these sycophants.

but my patience had finally paid off, as I spotted the suspected spy/ traitor Senator Lia Drang.

The Taris senator had surrounded herself with many powerful and influential people, some of whom I recognised as people within the senate or officers within the republic military.

this gathering of high ranking people within the republic's infrastructure represented a high risk breach of security within the republic should they be swayed or already turned on the republic.

I navigated passed the obstacles of people before me, maintaining the guise and nature of serving boy as I held the tray full of filled glass drinks with one hand levelled next to my head, the training of the jedi arts and the stance and movements of form 2 helped to keep my balance and allow me to flow through the crowd without tripping or bumping into others Till I reached my target.

I stood next to them, my ears facing towards them while my face and eye's stared ever ahead, never once making eye contact with anyone here, both fellow servants and guest alike while I focused on my sense's on the senator and her fellows.

"Excellent party as ever Senator." One of her guests praised her.

"Yes. This is ever your best festive gathering you have ever hosted." Another boasted, raising his glass to her.

Lia basked in the praise of her fellow elite "I thank you for your kind words gentlemen." And than went on in absorbing the high praise and recognition of the people she associated with.

I couldn't stand forever and listen this is gossip till the sun died out, I needed to pry the information I needed out but I couldn't read her mind like I did at the bar. Too many eye's and not a place to sit down and meditate, so that left only one option.

Discreetly as I move my hand up to support my other hand holding the tray but my hand waved towards to the head of one of Lia's friends and with a mere whisper from my lips. I spoke the words that would echo from another "What's your opinion on republic's war with the separatists?"

The officer looked lost for second as my mental message took root within his mind before he spoke my words "What's your opinion on the Republic's war with the Separatists?"

Lia looked confused by his question than amused before she took a cup from my tray and drank from it with an amused smirk "My opinion commander Greda is that our glorious government will stamp out this coalition of lesser beings that couldn't live in our glorious system."

Her words weren't what I wanted, there was no hint of treachery or treasonous views on the republic, only full of arrogance and humanly pride as she spoke her xenophobic views.

I needed to pry a little deeper, this time aiming at another female senator beside her "what of the supreme chancellor, how do you feel about him?" I spoke, aiming to know her personal views on supreme chancellor Palpatine.

"What of the supreme chancellor, How do you feel about him?" the senator echoed my words to Lia.

Senator Lia Drang bore that snobbish smirk on her face as she said "about that weak spineless fool from a 3rd rate planet that only entered the republic just recently. They're an embarrassment to our race, led by a foolish queen preaching about peace in a time of war. They couldn't even fend themselves off from those Spineless Nimodians." she said the species name with full ill intent as the name was both a grand insult to the trade federation species even though that is their name.

it was plainly obvious that she held no love for the supreme chancellor but that wasn't enough to indicate Treasonous thoughts, now aiming at an officer I pry for any relevant information of suspected supports or defectors in Lia's council or those she knows "You know senator, as an officer in the republic military. I am sworn to protect our glorious government from any threats to it, is there anyone you might know of that harbours sympathetic views or treasonous thoughts with our enemies?"

The officer echoed my words, looking like a groomed pedigree pet from how his hair was prompted up and how much make up he had splashed all over his face.

Lia stared at him with a mirthful smirk, no doubt imagining to use this as a means to rid herself of rivals and threats to her position "Why captain Scarcooro. I wouldn't be a true patriot if I didn't contribute to the safety and security of our grand republic."

She was getting ready to tell until- "Excuse me, serving boy!" one of the patrons called out to me, a fat plump man who body weight could put a Hutt to shame as his rich and extravagant clothes struggled to contain his large rounded gut that stretched outwards from his body.

I turned to him, bearing a dignified face as I stared above his head, not making eye contact with him as he stood before "yes sir?" I addressed him as, with one arm resting behind my back as I stood straight.

"Give us, one of those cups you hold." he order, I lowered the tray down to his level but never took the cups off of them because servants didn't do that, I stood there waiting and watching as his grubby sausage fingered hands reached towards them all the while strained to hear what the senator was saying. the man finally took what he wanted, which was three glasses of Champaine before he walked away i once again took up my position but she had already ended.

I clinched my teeth at failing hear her thanks to the tub of lard going to the next servant and pestering him for the whole tray of food that he walked away with.

I needed to hear what she had to say "I'm sorry. I didn't quite hear that, could you repeat all of that?" I again forced the officer to echo my words.

"I said, Senator Kiya from Quesh, that Twi'lek shutta is considering negotiating with the separatists to supply them with the planet's natural toxins." This wasn't good, Quesh was a natural back bone of the republic, the toxins of the planet help to not only supply stems and bacta for the troops, but also aid in the cloning process for the kiminoan's.

"Than there's her estranged lover, a smuggler working for the Hutts, is also a smuggling for the Separatist." This was good. She was spilling out secrets that the Republic needed to know, but little did I realise that

"oh, and how could i even forget about my own blood relations. my dear Nephew Althanous is fornicating with... a Cathar." "The boy shames his family even further by proposing to that animal. Honestly, if he wasn't heir to our family he wouldn't still be eating at the same table as us much less living on the higher levels."

it seemed that there was nothing further to get here from these people, i needed to search else where and the only place a person would keep anything of high importance to themselves was the bedroom which was locked and protected by two guards standing outside it's doors.

I left the party floor and headed into the kitchen which was pack with servants and cooks preparing this evenings food and delicacies, i went to the head chef who was overseeing the preparations for the guests and hosts food "Excuse me, chef?" i asked, causing the gruff and large man to look at me with impatient irritation.

"What is it!? can't you see I'm busy here Preparing our ladies food!?" he roared out, his voice heard over the loud clitter and clatter of pots, pans and dishes.

I stood before him with an uncompromising face "The Lady Orders for her own food and drink to be delivered to her room." i said, i didn't need to use the force to sway him as he gave out a tired huff, clearly he was use to this.

he went deep into the chaotically cramped kitchen to fetch the senator's private dish, disappearing from my sight, i awaited for a few minutes, standing right in the middle of the traffic of cooks and staffs coming and going before he returned, with the hostess food in hand. he laid it on a rolling food tray with an unopened bottle of Alderaan Wine and two glass cups standing upside down.

"Here!" he said, shoving the entire thing towards me, i caught it but that doesn't mean that i wasn't prepared for the force that knocked the wind out of me as it slammed into my gut "Take it to her room and than come back!" he ordered. i nodded in acknowledgement before turning the food tray around and pushing out of the kitchen's, and through the party floor.

Passing by many people as i made my way to the guarded door and stopped before the two guardsmen standing before it.

"Halt. No one's allowed entry." one of the Private security guards stopped me, standing in my way.

" Her Lady-ship ordered for a private dish and drink to be sent to her room." I said, keeping my eye's downward, but these guy's weren't round of the mill hired muscle.

They were skilfully trained private enforcers with a head on their shoulders as one of them reached towards his comns "I'm calling this in." just as he was about to call Lia or his superior, I quickly and discreetly waved my hand under the tray, and waved an air of the force to them.

"Come on, I'll be in and out without causing a scene. what harm could i do?" i said, planting the persuasive idea in their heads… and it seemed to work as the guard halted his hand and stared at his buddy who looked right back at him, the two seemed to be having a silent discussion before looking back at me.

"Alright, but be back out quickly." He said, stepping out of the way while his friend began to tap in the code for the door.

"Thank you." I said and pushed the tray forward as they opened the door and ushered me in as the door quickly closed behind me and I now stood within a small hall with staircase to my right and a door on the opposite end.

I continued on forward, reaching the other door and opening it to reveal the senator's private bedroom.

I entered and closed the door behind me before setting the tray aside as I beheld the room.

It was lavishly done in the big wide room with four expensive rich Corellian leather couch that sat within a circle surrounding a large Holo projector. In the middle was Lia Drang's bed which was a large king size bed that said facing both the window and the collection of sofa's before it, it had a white and black colour skim for its silky sheets and cover.

On the far right on the other end of the room was her personal work space which a large Kashyyyk wood made desk that sat against the middle wall with large book case's standing on both ends of it filled with all kinds of books, a large computer sat atop the desk.

I knew where to start my search for answers as I went over to the computer and turned it on, I waited till the screen came on and saw the entrance window which required a password.

Unfortunately I wasn't some tech wiz, I knew nothing about hacking or slicing into computers.

My talents laid in combat, the Force, piloting and mechanics not slicing.

Fortunately that's why I have droids.

Taking out my personal holo communicator that I kept hidden in my suite, I called my droids with my protocol droid K4 appearing on my communicator "Yes sir. How might I be of service?" he asked, always at the ready to do what he could for me.

The chrome steel frame of my protocol droid answered on the holo when I called "K4, I need all of you to remotely hack into the senator's computer terminal." I directed him on where I needed them all for this important task.

"That's going to be a problem ser, as we need a portable uplink to connect to the computer from our location."

Sith Spit! I didn't have such an item on my being….unless...

The idea struck me as I looked down at the communicator I held in my hand "….could this comns device act as an uplink?" in theory it was in itself an uplink that was currently connected towards my ship.

"It's possible sir." He confirmed my theory.

"Alright, let's give it shot." I moved over to her console and unplugged one of her connecter leads and connected it my communicator, establishing the link between my droids and the senator's own console.

"Sir, uplink established and now commencing slicing." An average slicer could hack into her console in 15 minutes at best. Droids were built to perform the technical tasks at greater efficiency than a ordinary citizen, so I'd give them 2…maybe 5 minutes tops before they broke through.

"Excellent." I said and left them to their task while I examined the Senator's room more closely.

I started with the closest desk first, pulling out he draws one at a time as I thoroughly checked through the documents and files one after the other, but none that screamed or shouted dirty business or treason that I was looking for.

I was about to move on when a ping from the computer indicated that my droids had finished breaking through before the holographic frame of my droid "Access accomplished sir." He informed me of their accomplishments to crack her console and files located within.

"Well done guys, now I need you to find and pull anything that might prove the senator involvement with the separatists...or any illegal involvement of any kind" I instructed them on the specific kind of files and information I was looking for on this senator.

"Understood sir, we'll let you know when we found what you need."

And with that I resumed in my search for physical evidence 'Alright, now to find some physical evidence.' Most people wouldn't keep 'The bookcase is a good start.' It was a large room about a quarter of the main hall in size, very furnished and decorated in white and black silicon style. Many antiques and old relics framed on the walls, vibrant and healthy potted plants, lush rich leathery sofa's and chairs.

A large King-sized bed sat in the middle and adorned in rich Alderaanian sheets and duvet.

All In all, the senator was definitely living the upper-class lifestyle from her taste and treasure trove of rich, and exotic collections.

Nothing was left unturned or unsearched…not even her underwear draws where I found nothing but imaginative stock of undergarments.

After browsing through her belongings, such as her draws, wardrobe and everything else that I thought I might find some dirt or information she kept hidden, but came up with nothing until a ping ringed from my communicator and I walked back towards it.

Again, I was greeted by the image of my droid who had something for me "Sir, we have something that I think you may like." His figure was replaced by the holographic recording of the senator herself and the image of the separatist leader himself.

Count Dooku.

It was hard to say where and when this was taken, but it was clear that this made recently.

"Count Dooku, I am honoured by this meeting." The senator opened up, bowing to the leader of the separatist alliance.

The Former Jedi master, turned count of Serenno and leader of the Republic's enemy the CIS, bowed to the senator with a regal air of someone belonging to high nobility "The honour is mine Senator. The Separatist alliance is open to welcoming all into our cause."

The senator held a conniving smile. The kind of smile that politicians and business men developed in their years of swindling and back door deal making "And that is why I am calling. I believe that Taris would benefit from leaving the republic... granted that we are allowed to enforce our own rules."

The count never once lost his focus or regal demeanour as he stared at her. His face calm and collect as he spoke with an air of authority and nobility "Of course, this is what the movement is for. for every planet government to rule their own planets and systems respectively."

The corners of the senator's smile took a nefarious twist upwards along her cheeks "That's what I like to hear. However my Dear nephew is sole heir of my beloved brother and the Defacto leader and head of our family and planet. His views don't align with me and my fellows, and unfortunately... I can't sway him to seeing things our way or persuade him to leave the Republic."

Dooku hummed in thought "That certainly Is problem, how do you see to this problem being resolved?"

"If tragedy was to befall my dear nephew in some ill manner that results in his death. The natural line of succession would befall to the next closest kin, which would be myself. And I could use my power and position to succeeding Taris from the Republic and allowing your forces to garrison and use our world as a base, if you support our right to enslave all non-human's on our planet and system."

The count himself never lost his stone faced calm, he just stared at her.

With a look that one would send to a small ant when they enter into their field of vision.

It was obvious to me, but not to the senator that the former Jedi regarded her as less than the human being.

Whether this was on part of the man's former life as a Jedi, or his Serennian noble ideals that now lead the Confederacy. It didn't matter, as the senator plotted to have her own kin murdered for power.

"I see... well I do hope that nothing bad happens to him." And with that, I ended the recording.

Having all that I needed but this was Bad.

A senator plotting to kill and overthrow the leader of their planet, but also with the possible backing of the CIS who would use the planet as a staging ground for future invasions.

I needed to get this to Chancellor Palatine quickly, hopefully we're not too late to prevent this assassination on the president of Taris. Switching back to Holo communicator, I quickly dialled the supreme chancellor who answered soon after before I exploded with panicking urgency "Supreme Chancellor! I have strong evidence that senator Drang for Taris is plotting to have her nephew killed to secure the regency office with the backing of the CIS!"

Palpatine absorbed the words I threw at him as quickly as he could, before he responded back with a concerned expression equal to my own "Understood Tarion. Send me the evidence, I will immediately try to get a hold of the Taris officials and let them know of this plot."

I send him the entire recording of their conversation, before disconnecting the call.

"Time to get out of here." But upon ending that sentence, the sound of giggles reached my ears and I knew what was coming "Shit!" I hissed out and immediately ducked behind a column, just in time as the doors opened and in came senator Drang with one of her male guest's.

The man the senator brought was for more than just company especially as they giggled and laughed with blood rushing to their cheeks from the alcohol and the way their walked with how swayed under the influence.

Their intoxicated state dulled their sense's but didn't make them blind or completely deaf to my presence in the room, I watched and waited as senator Lia led the man by the hand and onto the bed with her on the bottom and him landing on top of her. My eye's darted towards my communicator that sat attached to her computer, I reached my hand out towards my comns and with the tug of the force it detached itself from her computer and flew straight into my hand.

From there I bolted out of the room, dashing in a blur pasted the bed and out the door before it closed behind me, all the while they were none the wiser of my presence there.

I exited the whole party without any problems what so ever as I prepared for my next destination.

-Level 2791 Factory levels a week after-

I was now in the industrial part of the planet where many of the consumer needs were melted down, assembled and built here supplying the planet and the rest of the nearby systems with what Coruscant has to offer.

It was here where the working men and women make their daily salary by working hard and with the war now broken out, production and labour were at an all-time high with many formerly closed or otherwise spare factories put to work in developing weapons and armour for the clone troops, abandoned ship yards and ports were reused for the garrisoned troops and ships awaiting to be re-assigned and deployed to defend or liberate a planet.

My searched led me here for my third target Senator Kisal Bedan. I read from his profile that he comes from a family that has served in military in one form or the other and own a few sectors of industrial zones within the planet and several factories off world.

The man is a season veteran and believes in top performance in all matters, he has expressed his feelings that his allegiance is to the republic... but loyalty can come and go just as easily as a gust of wind when things change.

I found him overseeing the production of large quantities of forged metal's that would be used to make the star ships and inner parts and pieces of the ships.

I stood over him, cling above on one of the roof beams with the humid stifling hot air trapped around on the ceiling, feel the sweat escaping from every pore in my body, causing the fabrics of my cloak to cling to my body. My mouth was feeling dry from the hot dry air was I breathing in, the thirst for water was gnawing at me as my very will and patience was being tested as I tried followed after the suspected man overlooking the whole operation here.

Finally, after some time he retreated into the boxed office that was a sanctuary from the hot oven out here.

Unfortunately I couldn't join him in there as he talked with what I guessed to be the operations manager, I jumped from my position on the roof beam and over to the roof of the office, the force gathered around my being to glide it down gently while some were around my feet to soften the landing and noise though the latter wasn't needed as the thunderous booms of heavy hammers banging on the hot metal to temper it while the loud buzz of saws and cutters cut the tempered steel in specific pieces.

I crept over to an open roof shaft directly above the senator and the operation manager.

Summoning the force within me to create a sphere to drown out the loud noise so I might hear what they were saying as I stared directly at the senator who stood directly before the desk and the manager who sat comfortable on his chair.

My ears strained to hear what they were saying "-Have what you want, now where is she!?" Senator Bedan demanded, his voice hard and stern as he glared at the man before him who bore an unmovable smile as he casually tossed and caught a ball in his hand.

"Safe. And will continue to be as long as you continue to pay for her life." He stated, never once losing that confidence, despite the growing sneer and glare from the Senator.

"We had an agreement, the Money for my daughter!" Senator Kisal shouted at him. Leaning dangerously close against the table, looking like he was about to jump over it and choke the man.

"Yes, well... there's been a slight change of plans concerning her release." That smile twisted into a more devious twist.

This further enraged the senator who almost moved like he was about to jump over to him "you scum sucking-!" But was stopped when the man waved his finger in a mocking manner.

"Ah, ah, ah~! insults will get you nothing, well maybe something for your dear sweet girl."

"If you harm one hair on her i'll-!" But his threat was short lived as the kidnapper called his bluff.

"You'll what? kill me? Go ahead than, but than you'll never see her... alive that is." His daughter's life was in their hands, and there was nothing he could do.

"Now be a good boy, go home and prepare for the next time we call for our money." The senator soon left, but not before standing there and glaring with such wrathful hate that had he been born with the force...the man would've vaporised by his hateful glare.

I came here to find corruption, only it wasn't where I thought I'd find it.

The senator was an innocent man caught within this dangerous game of ransoming that will never end well in his favour one way or another.

The jedi in me told me to help him out and I obliged as I waited and followed him out, getting as far away from the factory as we could from any eyes or ears following or around before I made my presence known.

"Excuse me!?" I called out to him, causing him to stop and look at me as I walked out from the shadows with my hood over my head "I couldn't help but notice your talk with that man earlier. I here to offer my aid in your situation." I said, introducing my intentions but he regarded me with high suspicion and no doubt, he was right too especially in a dangerous area like this, and how I know of his precarious ordeal he is going through.

"And what do I have to do to make you help me, huh?" He started off, spitting with venomous distrust as he saw me not as a Jedi, but another thug looking to extort him "Pay you twice the number of credits that bastard is extorting from me? Kill some helpless officer or poor old woman?!" He listed off the usual demands thugs and criminal's make from those they help in exchange for a favour.

It was time I properly introduced myself before the senator lost patience.

Removing my hood, now let him see my face as I introduced myself. "None actually. My name is Tarion Thorton, I'm a jedi."

Upon hearing that, Pure relief and hope filled him and graced his features as I introduced myself "Jedi!? Oh thank the stars a Jedi! Please you must help me, my daughter's been kidnapped!" he cried out as he grabbed a hold of my robe, his hands clinching tightly into the fabrics of my clothing.

"I am aware of that, but by who? is it the Exchange?" I asked as they were notorious for kidnapping and trafficking along with black market body parts, but they're power has waned after so long that they were no longer the fear and powerful criminal organisation in the days of old.

"No. They barely have a presence here after the series of busts on their operations. These guys aren't apart of the usual gangs and criminal organisations you are familiar with." So these weren't the typical gangsters that belong to one of the typical criminal organisations that plagued the galaxy.

"So, who are they and how did your daughter get involved in all of this?" I needed to know who I was up against so I can know how to approach this matter without risking the life of the hostage.

"They a small no named gang that just kidnapped my daughter and are now holding her for ransom. what more do you need to know?" It was clear that the man didn't know who they were, but only that they were not affiliated with the major leagues as to come under the galactic radar.

So they were new and trying to make their mark in this simple extortion that could take a turn into the worst if they were to continue their operation.

But still...a question came to mind as I tried to figure out the motive's of this criminals "I'm asking why her? What makes her so special amongst many other's to take? This whole thing doesn't make sense. They kidnapped her for a reason and now extort you of your credits. This all spells out a long planning, otherwise how would they know on who to take and hold, or how they came into contact with you?" I explained my reasons and watched as dawning look of shock etched on his face as he soon realised that his daughter kidnapping wasn't a random fortune of bad luck that just happens but a planned act.

Kidnapping and extortion was a big leap for these small time gangs. It takes preparation, timing, knowledge and skill to pull off what took months for a major gang like the black suns, Pykes and Exhange to pull off.

And majority motivation involved more than just credits.

"You think someone is doing this to get to me?" he asked, even more afraid than before as no doubt he has many enemies who would have both the ambition and the motive to do this in order to hurt him.

"Yes. They hold her because they know who you are. And I suspect that whoever is leading them does as well." it was obvious this was no random kidnapping but who would do this to the senator and the question why is the biggest clue that might help us "Is there anything important that you have been working on recently? Anything that could shift or change the balance greatly depending on the outcome?" I asked, as it was common in most cases involving this kind of stuff that someone would go as far as to kidnap, kill or blackmail a person when something monumental was coming up that could affect them drastically.

He took my words to heart as he stood there with a hard thinking look upon his face, as he thought about what and who might act against him "... I think I might. Please come to my office with my daughter and I might find what it is that has caused all of this." he said as he handed me his personal communicator frequency so that I might contact him later before he left, taking his speeder and driving out of this sketchy place.

I turned around, facing the factory from where he came from.

I soon re-entered the factory the way I came, passing by the sentries guarding it till I was back on the office room and staring through vent above to see that the scum was still there.

My Lightsabers flew into my hands before I jumped high into the air and came crashing back down through the vent, crashing straight into the office where my blades ignited "Where's the girl!?" I demanded from the startled gangster as I jumped straight into his space with my sabres at his throat.

"JEDI!?" he cried out in pure fear and shock as I had him pined with the heat of my Lightsabers waving onto the skin of his neck and face.

"I won't ask again. Where. Is. The. Girl!?" I seethed out as I edged the blades closer, the intense form of concentrated energy nipping slightly at his skin, burning and blistering it, but he held his tongue from yelping at the pain it was causing him.

Though in a precarious situation, he had a bit of defiance in him "I ain't telling you spit!" he spat out before an arrogant grin come upon his face "I know you Jedi are forbidden from torturing anyone and killing an unarmed men." while that was true, as it goes against the code for physically, emotionally and mentally inflicting pain upon a person for gain or satisfaction, as well as murdering in cold blood... he did not know was that there were other ways of gaining the truth out a man without resorting to violence.

A small sly smile came upon my lips as I met his challenge "How right you are. We are Forbidden from doing any of those things, even in the direst of circumstances." that smirk was wiped away from his lips as he soon began to fear what I had planned from the smile that grew as I went on "But. I have other ways of getting what I want without resorting to those methods."

Deactivating my Lightsabers, I used the force to pushed him up against the wall a few feet from the ground where I held him there with one hand out stretched to his levitated figure. "You *Will* tell me where you are holding the Senator's daughter." I commanded as I forced my will into his mind, commanding him to tell me what I want to know.

The mind can be a powerful yet fragile thing when pushed too much it will break which is why I was lenient on force of which I pushed onto him and how I gripped his mind that tried oh so desperately to resist, he certainly was strong willed with a bit of strength in his mind.

He trashed his head from side to side as he tried to fight me off, like struggling against bounds to free himself but as he wasted his energy trying to escape my hold, he was slowly losing the battle of the mind till it eventually it gave over to my will and he complied to my command "She... She's in a club. Star-star-" he whizzed out, getting a bit of second wind but it was futile.

"What club and where!?" I demanded, pushing a bit more and it worked.

"Star light... club Star light! In the entertainment district, level 3989!" he cried out before I released my hold and let him drop to the ground, exhausted beyond the ability to pick himself up.

Seeing that he was of no threat and wouldn't run anytime soon I called it in, and waited before coruscant security came in, raided the place and took him and the rest of his goons in cuffs before I made my way to the place he spoke of.

-Entertainment district, Level 3989. Club star light-

I stood now back in the entertainment district though a few levels down from the one I was originally in but none the less it remained the same with all of the gambling dens, theatres and bars on every block and row.

This was a hostage situation and I couldn't do it alone, especially after calling it in and having to explain why these men were arrested.

I stood in an abandoned building with commander Fox and a platoon of his best men of the Coruscant guard waiting and planning on how we are to approach this without risking the life of the senator's daughter.

Before us was a digital map of the bar, schematics that showed us the entrance, back entrances and rooms that it was built with, however those were the old or fabricated records, and any unrecorded changes could've happened after the construction.

"Sir. I say we breach in, throw in a few hundred flash bangs to disorientate them before charging in and hitting them with stunners." Fox offered his advice and strategy, a simple breach and clear. However, this wouldn't be the usual approach.

There were lives at stake, including the patron who would be caught in the cross fire.

The criminal enforcers wouldn't use stun like we would and a stray bolt from the thugs was all that was needed to fatally kill or wound a citizen.

"on normal busts I would agree with you. but remember this is a hostage crisis we are dealing with. This kind of situation must be handled with care or else we risk harming the hostage and the civilians in the process, here's how we're going to go about it." I started. Zooming in with the holographic map, I pointed to the main entrance of the club "I'll enter in first, tagging and getting information on their numbers, and defensive strength before we begin the assault."

Later on in that evening. I was redressed in my casual wear that I bought not long ago.

My lightsabre's hidden within the sleave of my Jacket as I walked in like an average citizen.

The strong smell of substance and alcohol filled the air. The deafening blare of club music drowned out the cries and screams of the patron on the dance floor.

I sat down on a table, ordering a drink as I acted like a normal petition while secretly, I was analysing and counting the number of bodyguards, and secret enforcers that were station around the club.

The bartender was one, with a slug thrower tapped under the table, the two muscle men at the entrance and exit of the club, another two posted at the door to the VIP lounge and the boss's office, another few in casual and party wear were mingling with the clubbers on the dance floor, a few more were acting as eyes on the next level that watched the crowd below for any sign of trouble or suspicious activity.

All in all, I counted no more than 20 guards in this place.

Well-armed and looked experienced for a couple of bouncers. These guys were mercenaries, well trained and experience, not common muscle picked up from the streets, these were veterans with scars of their odd jobs and contracts present on them and their equipment.

Discreetly I pressed my comns-link ear piece to give the information to Fox. The music and nose from close patron helping to mask my voice as I called through as clear as I could "Fox, I spot about 20 well-armed and trained men, maybe more. Exercise with extreme caution when you begin the breach."

"Understood sir. prepare yourself, it's about to get loud." and no soon had those words come true five seconds later when the entire building shook with an explosion blowing through the main entrance, the chaotic rush of frightened patrons gave me cover to manoeuvre through the crowd that scurried to get away while armed gangsters and protection rushed to fortify their defences, paying no mind to me as I move up to the next floor where a few remained to hold the high ground in this battle.

As soon as I got to the next floor, blaster bolts flew in along with smoke rushing in covering the entire first floor with clone troops rushing in and firing at the opposing defenders.

I used my moment of disguise to aid the troops down below, rushing towards several of the arm enforcers but never taking my Lightsabers out because that would completely destroy my cover.

Instead I threw my hands out and swiped to the side, using the force to throw and toss the gangsters over the ledge as I ran by with my hands grasping toward the opposing balconies opposite myself and pulling them down along with the others.

I stormed towards the private office of the club where the owner himself watched from the safety of his overlook behind glass, he would be leaving soon as the battle was turning in our favour but I would not let him get away.

Running as fast as I could I gathered the force in my feet and launched myself like a service to air missile right towards him, he was surprised to see me coming at him that he dived just in time as I smashed through his protective glass windows and land within his room.

He moved to pick himself up but I slammed him back down with my foot on his back and my ignited lightsaber to his face as it was pressed down against the floor "Where is she!?" I roared out, using intimidation to put the fear in this guy which although goes against the jedi code but I couldn't waste any time in taking him in and interrogating him the non-violent way.

He was naturally frightened as my blade's intense heat blew against his eye's that widened with fear "I-I don't know what you're talking about!?" he pleaded, but I knew otherwise and put more pressure on his back with my face distorting into a terrifying visage of pure rage.

"Senator Benden's Daughter! We know she's here. Now talk! Or experience first-hand what a slow lightsaber cut feels like from your balls to your chest!"

Terror gripped him and his instinct to survive gave way to any sense of bravado he might have had "Basement! She's in the BASEMENT!" he cried out as fast as he could and I lifted my blade from him, along with getting off of him. Deactivating my weapon, I pulled out a pair of cuffs and used the force to force his hands behind him where I locked them in place, and than pulled him to his feet.

We left the office and just in time as victory was on our side, Fox, and his brothers arrested what remained of the hired muscle and gang members who were littering the floor. The manager led me to his basement where the girl was being kept, we came to security locked door but I didn't trust him to unlock it for me so I used the ultimate universal skull key to open it.

My lightsaber shot into the lock, destroying it and opening the way in where there she was.

Gagged, blindfolded and tied to a chair was likely the senator's daughter as we entered "Thanks. now have a nice nap." I quoted as I chopped my hand to the back of his neck, knocking him out and letting him drop to the floor uncaringly, before I approached the frightened girl who clearly heard the fighting outside.

Her fidgeting and muffled cries persisted as I approached with my footsteps echoing in the room before I stood over her.

My fingers hooked into the cloth tied through her teeth and removed it before my ears where assaulted with her high-pitched screams and yells of help that sounded out, removing her blindfold she opened her eyes and saw me through teary pupils that met my own "Calm down. I'm here to help." I tried to sooth her but my words and tone had little effect as she didn't believe me.

"Please...! let me go!" she begged as I walked around behind her to undo her binds.

"Relax. I'm here to free you. Your father sent me." at the mention of her father she seemed to relax enough for me to undo her bounds which were thankfully by the force made from rope and not metal so it was easy to undo the knot holding them together and free her limbs. she rubbed her wrists that were sore and red with the bind marks.

I helped her up to her shaky legs "My name is Tarion, I'm a jedi from the order." I introduced myself, which had the effect in calming her down... majorly.

"Wow! You're a jedi!?" she gasped in awe, like many of the well sheltered and protected citizens of the republic, Jedi were often a rarity to be in the presence of when local and planetary security and law enforcement takes care of crimes such as these.

Romanised like heroic figure in age old tales of adventure and wonder...which wasn't far from the truth in many regards.

"Yes. I am investigating corruption and treason in the senate, and I have reason to believe that this abduction is not about ransom." I explained. Seeing no reason to lie to her as her fear's told me that she had no involvement in this, other than being the victim much like her father.

"W-why? why would anyone do this?" she asked, no doubt innocent in the terrible ways of politics and scheming that people play to achieve greater power in life.

Despite being an innocent civilian in all of this, she likely did not know that she might have some sort of knowledge as to the reason of her captivity and the identity of her kidnapper.

I pushed for what information she could give "Listen to me very carefully. While you were being held, did anyone beside these guys come in. Or did they mention anything or anyone that seemed familiar?"

She was silent, thinking hard which was a good sign as it meant that she likely knew or heard something that caught her off guard at one point"... Now that you mention it. I did hear someone... familiar..."

A voice, which meant that someone close to her or an acquaintance orchestrated this.

"That's good. if we can figure who it is, we can narrow down the motive." it wasn't much but if she recognised the voice of the individual, that would help in knowing the reason behind this kidnapping and extortion scheme going on.

The girl had suffered enough and I would not push for more now ,and here, she needed to see a welcoming face after all this trauma that she endured "Now come on, it's about time we got you back to your father."

-Later, Luxury apartment floor 3298-

I personally escorted her to her home apartments on the top levels of the multi-levelled city where awaiting us with great anticipation that turned to utter joy and relief at the sight of one person who also shared in those emotions.

"Daddy!" The senator's daughter cried out as she launched herself into her father, embracing him into a tight hug as she wept tears of joy into his chest.

"Oh, my starlight!" Senator Kisal responded as he wrapped his arms around her, bringing her closer into him as those she was about to be lost to him again "I'm so glad your safe!"

It was a touching scene to behold and all in all... I felt really proud at reuniting the father and daughter in this touching moment before they realised that I was here "Thank you master jedi." Kisal thank me.

I couldn't help but laugh as people automatically mistake me for being a master instead of a padawan.

True I acted like a master of the force most of the time with the knowledge and experience as one, but I was padawan, not yet fully indoctrinated into the Jedi ranks "I'm no master Senator. But we have more pressing matters to deal with before we can relax. This was no simple abduction senator; your daughter was held by someone you are familiar with."

He quickly became serious as this matter was far from over "I gathered that. And you were right, her kidnapping was not about money, but about a union between my family and another whose wedding with us would not only usher in a long unity, and peace between our houses. But also secure a strong political allegiance to the republic." money was simplistic object that could easily be obtained, but the safety and security of the Republic was much more important, as the unity that holds the Republic was always a fragile thing.

Especially in this time of crisis when planets where split between the Republic and the Separatist Alliance.

There were many, especially within the Republic aligned worlds who felt that the Republic has become too corrupt and too weak in its centuries long rule that has slowly dwindled its power, due to absence of proper and just governance in place of sycophants and self-serving politicians "And I take it that there are those that disagree?" it wouldn't be hard to Imagin members of his own household holding different views on investing support to the Republic.

He Nodded "Strongly. Members amongst my own household don't see beyond the wall of vanity and vendetta of putting this long old bad blood and high pedestals that they put themselves on." so anyone close to the point of family could have arranged the whole ordeal to undermine his plan.

This was good in one way as it helped to narrow down who amongst his close council could've engineered this all, and we have his daughter who might... be able to identify them "Your daughter might be able to identify them by their voice. While she was being held, she heard someone she might've known and I was hoping that she'd be able to help us by hearing the voice of people you work with." I explained.

"That's good. I can't go on in knowing that this person still walks amongst my friends...and family."

"Summon them, I want them to start talking."

it took some time as he called everyone from his most trusted servants, friends and his own family into the lobby where they all gathered, sitting or standing as we conducted our investigation by having each man and woman present speak at a time before-

"Auntie Bisa!?" his daughter gasped out in horror as the woman who was sitting comfortable in the chair a moment ago, before her named out with resounding gasps all directed at the woman who looked cornered.

Even her own brother was baffled and horrified to learn that it was his own kin that did this "My sister!? but she's been onboard with the whole marriage since the beginning!?" senator Kisel protested as there was no doubt that in the public light, she was all too happy about the marriage, whilst in the dark she distained it completely.

"Has she really? I bet differently; in fact, why don't we go down the security station. I'm sure there's some people who would be willing to cooperate to the identity of their client." Her co-conspirators would be all to happy to give up the name of their hirer, especially if I was to bring her in... but that wouldn't be happening.

Her reaction was expected on my part, but still surprising to everyone else as she reached out and grabbed her niece, holding a knife to her throat that slipped out of her sleeve as she back tracked from us "Stay back!" she demanded, acting out in fear of her exposer as she held her own kin hostage before us all.

"Bisa!? What are you doing!?" another of her family member's question her sanity over this move, but to further question her stability as she busted out in laughter... something that no sane person in her position would do especially as she crackled in a demented way before she reared on her brother with an ugly sneer.

"Stupid Kisal! Did you honestly believe that we should cater to a failing system when we should be charging them the full amount for our weapons and armour. Your pathetic ideology to that dying government that has long since out lived it use is sickening! Not to mention your foolish idea of marrying Elise to the La'kaza's would gain us nothing!" she ranted as she put further distance between herself and everyone else who cautiously stood away from the mad woman.

"It would gain us powerful political backing and wash away the generations of bad blood between us!" her brother, senator Kisel argued as he tried to reason with her.

Their families having been at war with each other as far back as the oldest generation could remember.

I stepped forward to get her attention on me as I tried to down the situation as best as I can "You know you won't get away. Surrender and make this easier on yourself, you'll only be charged with kidnapping." I tried to persuade her to take the out that I was offering but my sway fell on deaf ears as she continued in on her rant.

Secretly I pressed a button on my Comns link, letting out a signal that would be acted upon shortly.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this. Elise was supposed to be held until the whole thing was called off! But that stupid thug had to complicate things by extorting you for credits. I knew that it would raise attention, but I didn't think the jedi would get involved!" she drawled on, pulling the blade against her nieces' neck, enough pressure to draw blood.

The situation was getting worse, my gentle offer was failing so if coaxing will not falter her hand than intimidation was the next option before resulting to force.

"I won't ask again. Release her. NOW!" I demanded, my lightsabre spring to life in my hand as i held it threateningly to her, everyone back off from between her and me.

The doors behind her opened and two of the coruscant guard I had signalled entered in with their blasters pointing at her.

"Freeze! You're under arrest!" her attention turned to the small unit that now stood at her only exit with weapons pointed at her undefended rear, and in that small second of opportunity, I seized as she froze in her retreat and faltered her hand.

I thrusted my unharmed hand towards her, sending the power of the force that captured her body, locking her in place as her arms flew to her sides, freeing her niece from her grasp that ran into the comforting arms of her father while I levitated the woman a few feet from the ground and slammed her hard into the ground, knocking her unconscious just as Coruscant security troops walked in to handcuff her.

"What will happen to her?" Senator Kisel asked as he watched his sister being taken away before the leading officer walked up and answered.

"She'll be charged with kidnapping, conspiracy to kidnap, hostage taking and assault on a Jedi." he said, listing her crimes to date of all that she has done.

With the safety of daughter complete and the culprit led away in cuffs, the senator turned back to me once again with a grateful look upon his face.

"Again, thank you jedi. Though I wish things could've been different." I didn't know the grief the man was feeling, but I understood his woes that a member of his own family, his sister no less who had his complete and unwavering trust, would commit a crime so heinous to break that trust and familial bond between siblings.

The only saving grace was that his daughter was alive and well, and the man and his child would no longer suffer from the ill's brought upon by those taking advantage of the turmoil.

I would've naturally taken the credit for heroism but in all honesty... this was not something that I happen upon by chance.

I was set upon this task that led me to discovering a greater conspiracy was at play.

There was only one person who deserved the gratitude for putting me on this road "You needn't thank me. It's chancellor Palpatine whom you should be thanking. He's the one who sent me to investigate this." if it wasn't for the suspicious activity that the chancellor was suspecting amongst members of the senate, I would not have stumbled upon this greater crime.

The senator nodded, knowing who to properly thank for aid "I will, thank you again." and with that I left and progressed onto my next and last final investigation.

-nightclub-

Once more I found myself in the entertainment distinct, night had come and coruscant was lit up like a star as the bright neon lights of clubs mixed with the pounding of music and strong smells of alcohol, exotic foods and... whatever vile substance pooled in the alleys.

My finally target was Senator Rose Saken the senator for Balmorra.

Her profile spoke of her exotic... tastes... Alright I'll be frank and say it.

I read her profile to understand that she considers having sexual relationships with nearly every alien species, an exotic collection.

It astounds me to no end of how such a woman could not only be a senator, but also not have some form of sexually contracted diseases from the untold number of races she has been intimate with in one form or the other.

In a way, I had the perfect disguised but in another... I was disgusted not only with myself for taking this approach... but in how I was doing it.

The loud booming of music was deafening, and the flashing of bright lights was blinding.

She was in the middle of the dancing floor, surrounded by army of other dancing clubbers who radiated an intense air of raw emotions as the air was thick with the smell of alcohol and substances.

Rationality and will giving over to the baser instincts, and pleasures of the flesh as the club became a den of iniquity, with many of the denizens quickly throwing themselves into a frenzy as clothing came off to expose bare skin in most parts that were allowed within the club's rules.

In this mission, I chose an appropriate attire that didn't scream jedi like my robes did.

it was a sleeveless leather vest over a ripped sleeve shirt, I wore ripped jeans and sneakers while my blonde hair was wild and messy.

I proceeded on the danced floor, my body moving and shifting through the wild crowd of patrons as I moved closer to my target.

My body naturally flowing with the movements, the training I went through as I flowed in with the wave of the crowd, dancing like a master as my movements were passionate and full of life, something that the surrounding crowd noticed as they gave me room while I break danced in the middle of the crowd that formed circle that surrounded me.

All attention of the club was now me as the crowd jumped and roared at me as I was on the floor.

My hands lifting me as I flipped on them with my legs kicking and spinning in the air, before I launched myself to my feet with the crowd cheering me on as I broke the dance floor, earning many applauses from those around me as I danced with many eyes intrigued and peeked.

Finally, it had to stop out of exhaustion and need to cool myself down.

I walked through the rowdy crowd on my way to the bar, sensing that I was being followed.

Upon getting to bar table, I asked out to the barkeep "One Corillian sweet wine." I order, slapping a wad of credits on the table.

"Make that two~" a sweet honeyed voice added, and I looked to my right to see her, there leaning on the bar right next to me, with a flirtiest look and hungry eyes was Senator Rose Saken.

I turned to address her, mimicking her as I leaned my body against the table with my arms folded before me "Well, I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting such a lovely star Miss...?"

"Rose. Rose Saken~." my target introduced herself as she wore a quite a scanty looking outfit. It was a pure red completely translucent dress that did little to hide the skin or the tasteful undergarments underneath.

Everything was bare for me to see, the size and roundness of her breasts held in place by a small bra that barely covered her nipples to the thick red t-cover of the G-string that shielded the front of her pelvis "And who might you be? ~" she asked.

Clearly seeing the way my eye's devoured her expressed figure and attire.

"Call me... jack. I'm new to your grand Republic." I introduced myself.

She quickly caught on to my cover story, her eye's lighting up with delight "Oh! are you an off worlder!?" She seemed excited at the idea.

Identifying me as new the greater galaxy and quite possibly a new species as well.

"Yep. as I said, I'm new." Again, I confirmed my story, watching as she sparked up with hope and excitement... that soon turned to lust as she moves from leaning on the bar, to leaning on me with her hands pressed against my chest, as she got too close than I would've liked.

"Well, you certainly look it~." She breathed huskily, her perfume wharfing off of her as her face was inches from my own "Tell me, what sort of being are you~?" She inquired about my species. Which, judging from the profile I read and a first-hand interaction that it was an obsession rather than curiosity about my race.

There wasn't a name for a person like me, I wasn't blind but my eyes could easily mistake anyone for my lack of pupils. But I was human as far as I and anyone else was concerned "oh you know~ Human, but with a uniqueness you'll never find anywhere else~" I flirted back, adding that mysterious charm as I hooked her into my guise.

Rose gave me a flirtatious half lidded look as she moved her face closer to his own. Almost close enough for their lips to touch "show me.~" she breathed huskily, her sweeting perfume was intoxicating.

Drawing me in like a bee to a flower, it was enough to almost make me forget my mission as my mind lulled to her charm.

But I remembered her nature and my task of uncovering deception and treason from her.

With my heart hardening and my mind sharpening as I recalled my duty to the chancellor and the Republic, I resumed my act as I took up her offer "Gladly~" and allowed her to seal her lips with my own.

Quickly surprised but only for a second as her tongue plunged into my mouth and I tasted the remnants of wine that wiped against my own tongue and burned into my lungs.

I returned her actions with my own, but as I replicated her action's...a dreadful chill went up my spine as I felt that I had stepped on a landmine with that act.

-Meanwhile in another part of the galaxy. -

Meanwhile on another planet consumed in war.

The planet of Ringo Vinda in the mid rim was suffering under the desolation of war much like the other planets and systems caught within the clone wars, but Ringo Vinda was suffering the worse as republic forces tried desperately to retake the planet from the separatists that were dug in.

The campaign for the planet was extended. But the republic forces were advancing in a slow crawl to secure the planet.

Many jedi and clones were called to help speed up the process of the battle.

one such group of jedi was Master Luminara and her padawan Barriss Offee who coordinated an attack on one of the separatists many bases on the planet.

As Luminara began to explain her plan Barriss sudden snapped her head in one direction, prompting her master to stop and stare at her "What is it Barriss?" her Master inquire, seeing the far off look in her padawan's eye's as she stared in the direction of the wall with a distant expression.

she could feel the quick flash of anger surge within her padawan before it was squashed down and Barriss was brought back to reality "Nothing master, i just... sensed a disturbance." Barriss whispered under her breath but her master heard as she saw her brows narrow in concentration as she once more glanced in the direction she was looking at.

humming to herself, Master Luminara deduced that her padawan had possibly sensed danger ahead, which brought about a certain spark of pride as she believed that her student was quite gifted to sense danger before the battle, this opted her to re-evalutate her entire battle plan for one that carried with complete caution.

but in reality Barriss had sense that something or... Someone had was moving onto something she considered to be Her's or something close to her, and this ignited the subtle burning anger to flutter in her heart as what ever was causing her emotions to flair, was doing so progressively.

-Back with Tarion normal POV-

Back with Tarion, the jedi in disguise was being led through the bustling streets of coruscant, the enchanting miss Saken pulled Tarion along. Making sharp turns and hailing taxi's to parts unknown to the jedi until finally they arrived at where she wanted him.

She naturally led him back to her apartment complex.

The base of the towering skyscraper that pierced through the thick clouds a few thousand stories higher before the Troposphere layer.

They took the elevator up to the most reserved and private presidential suites of the towering building.

Naturally like her choice of extravagant clothing and position of power, Rose had book a few floors to herself and renovated them that they all became her apartment suite.

An evidence to her wealth and high connections to make this all happen.

Rose pulled Tarion into her home, giggling like an enthusiastic school girl, the elevator doors shutting closed behind them as they got off on her floor.

Tarion... was honestly amazed by the interior of her home, it was a large mansion compared to other apartment room and pent suites he's seen.

Floors were demolished giving way to large clear view onto the rest of the floors above him. the walls were painted in a disgusting and eye burning colour of bright pink in every direction he looked. the walls, ceiling, arranged orchids and flowers were all bright in glossy texture.

"…. Amazing..." Tarion breathed out as he saw the awe-inspiring grand palace, she made out of the entire top half of the towering apartment complex that pierced through the cloud cover of the planet's stratosphere. Naturally it would be very hard to breath at this level but the planet's artificial weather generators and oxygen plants made it possible to people to live at these levels considering that the planet itself was covered in other 2000 layers of levels built over the cities that came before.

Graceful and delicate hands snaked around his sides and towards his chest where they pressed into the hard and tone muscles under the leather and clothe the Jedi in disguise wore while the woman whose hands were like the feelers on an octopus as they caressed every inch they could find.

"And we haven't even gotten to my bedroom yet~ Rose purred, her hands shamelessly caressing every inch they could find with her knee raising up his side and from there...well...it was easy for the mind to deduce what she was doing with her crotch to his hind leg.

It took all of Tarion's will not to shudder and push off this woman. Her desires wharfing off of her being like a bad smell to his senses, her lusts overwhelming that they smothered over another emotion buried under it all.

The sickening sweet smell of her perfume seem to intensify...his mind feeling numb...not a single thought could properly form before he felt the pinch in his neck and suddenly...darkness became his world.

From time to time as he felt the rough fabrics of the carpet scratch into his back as two strong forces dragged him through the halls.

His eye's opening to sights of open rooms and sights best not described...as a few he recognised as aliens listed on the republics protected species act due to the rarity these aliens cause of special needs or hunted for their unique properties.

Many of them were chained up, locked in cages and worse of all...vivisected.

He saw of this as he was dragged on by before unconsciousness took him yet again.

He awoke again this time within a large chamber, his eye's opened to behold the back of Rose, standing before a large holo-table.

His ears deafened to all sounds so he couldn't hear what she was saying, only watch as she talked to what he could make out as a member of the senate guard.

His blast helmet made it impossible to identify him, but his head turned in Tarion's direction for a few moments before turning back to the senator who looked back in surprise and shock before she turned back to holoprojection.

Tarion's vision faded once more as he drifted back to unconsciousness

-a few hour later, Tarion's POV-

I awoke, sometime after my bouts of slipping between conscious and unconsciousness.

My sense's returning one by one.

Touch. The sensations of my numb skin reawakening, waking up the lax muscles that have been asleep for an untold amount of time.

Smell: My lungs jump started by a sharp inhale of breath from my lips. A heavy and murky taste passed my tongue and down my throat.

Sight: My eye's opened to the sight of a blinding light right above my head. The single hanging bulb light focused on me burned my retina's forcing me to close them again as I dipped my head down to the ground.

My mind already processing this information I found body in a bound position on a chair.

The constant dripping of liquid echoed in in my ears. Through sheer will I forced my eyes to open once more and beheld the dark environment all around me.

I notices that I was stripped of shirt and jacket, leaving my chest bare of any clothing.

It almost seemed quiet... apart from the presence I felt in the room with me before the giggling and the mocking thunder of clapping forced me to open my eye's and stare deep into the darkness before she... walked out.

"I must say... you are certainly quite the specimen~" Rose said as she wore quite a piece of tasteful garments that need not be described, only that they involved a lot of exposed area's and tight fabrics that leave no part of her where the layer of cloth wasn't being deliciously eaten into.

As the fogged haze lifted, I focused my eye's upon the smirking woman with an intense glare "So. This what you do senator. You kidnap and traffic various species that catches your eye and sell them to the highest bidder." It was easy to put the pieces together. The jumbled-up bits and pieces of my series of fading in and out of consciousness allowed me to see many of the protected species and aliens being held captive or otherwise vivisected in multiple rooms.

This was a crime of the highest order, next to capital crimes of slavery and treason within the Republic. It was a shame that the death penalty was illegal, but certain circumstances allowed for the execution of criminals.

The criminal senator grew a snarky smile as I uncovered her illegal operation "you seemed to have figured it out my plans. than again, its nothing i should expect from a jedi!" My eye's widened, and no doubt I had a look like deer caught in the headlights.

"Surprised? Your name and face doesn't escape so easily here. The jedi padawan who shoots lightening out of his finger tips and is on a mission from the supreme chancellor himself. I must have been quite the Naughty Girl to get your attention."

My eye's narrowed as I glared right at the smug bitch "Amongst a few others. Do you honestly think your going to get away with this?" I asked, already beginning to formulate my escape plan as I pressed a hidden button located on my belt.

"Oh, I've been getting away with it, even before i took office from my predecessor." She admitted to her criminal activates starting before she rose to office. Likely she was also involved in his removal as well. But it seems she wasn't quite done "Imagine the reward I would get were I to sell you off to the right buyer. i hear that the separatists are paying for any captured jedi." She admitted her intentions to make a profit from me.

"Unfortunately. you'll never get to enjoy it." I felt the slight vibration from my belt, indicating that help was getting close.

"You seemed to mistake the position your in. your tied up. You have no weapons and no means of escape." Rose tried to call my bluff, confident in her position that I was vulnerable.

But that smug smirk of her was wiped way when she saw my own smile grace my features "And your just as mistaken if you think a jedi is ever helpless... or friendless for that matter." The vibration of my belt was getting bolder in its vibrations until it could easily be noticed.

But before the senator could utter a syllable, the doors to the chambers burst open and a few of what I guessed to be henchmen busted in. Panicked and breathless, as they came running in as fast as they could "Senator!" One them cried out.

Much to Rose's confusion and concern to this intrusion to her private chambers "What!?" She demanded to know.

"O-O-outside... there a- There a large ship hovering just outside!" He screamed before- *BOOOM!* the wall behind me exploded, chunks of steel, concreate and a gush of wind blowing right past me and towards the vile senator and her enforcing. The blast left a large hole to the outside world, where hovering before the newly made opening was my star ship, lasers primed and ready to blast again.

I pushed myself back, landing hard on the ground with the back of my skull hitting hard against the ground, yet I remained conscious, despite the pain as the room was alive with blaster bolts flying back and forth as many of Rose's men poured in and shot at my ship.

The drugs that numbed my mind faded thanks in part to the pain I was received that was enough for me to concentrate. I remembered my teachings well and used this to turned what was weakness into a strength.

The force came to my aid as flowed into me and I focused on my agony and anger, drawing the force to me like a beacon. I could feel my strength returning, enough that I commanded the universal energy into me and pushed it to my captive limbs. Feeling the euphoric power as I channelled and focused it to my restrained wrists, snapping the metal cuffs off me.

With my hands now free, I directed them to cuffs around my ankles to the chair, the forces flowing out like an invisible hand extending out and gripping onto the chain and body, my fingers flick out and the metal around my feet snapped outwards.

I rolled backwards and away to my feet as I spun around and made a mad dash to the opening.

"Stop him! Don't let him escape!" I could hear Rose's command as I stepped and jumped from the area's I heard the force scream of danger to me as I neared the large blasted wall were the gun fire from my ship ceased.

With great strength i jump out, flying through the air and landing at the top of my ship, almost skidding off but thankfully I gripped onto the protruding frame of a latch on the spine of my ship before climbing to my feet.

The cold air bit and nipped at my exposed skin as I stood at the head of my star ship "K4! Get us down now!" I shouted to my droids inside the Defender, hoping that my voice was heard as Rose's men began to flood into the room and rush towards the newly created window with high grade blasters priming.

The Defender slowly fell down several floors down, so if any of Rose's men wanted to take a shot at me, they'd have to lean right out to get even a peak at me as we were close to the base level of Rose's entire apartment complex floor.

"R7 I'm ready for my lightsabre's now!" the hatch before me opened up and the domed head of the white and red stripped Astro droid that was R7 popped up.

"Beeep-Bleep,beepbeep!" a series of cheery beeps escaped from the metal looking trash can of a droid as it expressed its joy and humour at the sight of me.

"Nice to see you too R7." A small hatch in his head opened up and two objects shot out high in the air above.

I ran and jumped high, catching them in mid air as I landed back down on the head of my ship with my Lightsabers once more in my possession "Thanks little bud!" with my lightsabre's once more in my hands I whipped my hands to the sides with the bright silver blade igniting outwards to their full length.

I made a mad dash towards the screen windows, my feet barley connecting against the surface of my ship as the force boosted my speed and agility that as I jumped, I flew like a bullet, crashing through the thick layer of glass and landing in a skid on the harden pink rose carpet.

My head snapped up and just before Rose cowered away in fear, our eye's met as she leaned away from the balcony a few levels above with her security detail already making their way down towards me.

Before I would make my quest up, I needed to ensure that I was prepared for the track ahead as I whipped my head back out through the broken window to my Ship "Alert Fox and get Coruscant security here! I will need all the back up I can get to arrest Senator Saken!" I yelled out to the ship, but I didn't know not if my words were heard as they descended down further and out of sight.

With my lightsabers at the ready I embarked to bring this degenerate to justice.

My feet left the ground as I ascended onto the next level. Jump high and flying to each level at record time, getting a few floors up before I met up with the hired muscle.

Guns primed as I met the first lot on the 5th floor from the entrance, their blasters aimed before the first red bolt escaped from the barrel.

I raised right sabre in reverse, deflecting the first bolt away before flicking my wrist and grip in every angle and direction as the hail of blaster blots came in succession. The force of repelling the bolts back or away may be staggering to a normal man, but with the force it was as easy as swatting away flies or hitting the shuttlecock back.

The lasers easily seen and easily dodged out of the way as I rushed forward, evading and dancing around their fire before I was right on top of them. Jumping over head I decapitated several of them as I passed over, landing in a crouch behind the rest before sweeping myself around, cleaving through them all.

I than flipped away backwards towards the wall, just in time as a thermal detonator was thrown at the pile of dead corpses *BOOOOM!* that building shaking explosion of fire that disintegrated the bodies caught within blast.

I looked up onto the next floor see another group bearing heavier arms than the first that I took out with one mounting the heavy multi-barrel sentry turret over the railing.

The barrel rotating and priming before full barrage of red lasers escaped from it with perfect accuracy towards me.

I jumped back the way I came with the cutting line of turret fire and spare blasters following in my wake as I flipped backwards before stopping dead near the wall.

That line of laser fire coming close and in my haste, I quickly slammed the butt of my lightsabre's together, twisting and locking them in place as I now held my double bladed lightsabre at the ready as the hard and safe handle of my blazing weapon rested at the back of my right hip.

I couched low, my legs pressed down as I waited for the right moment….to Pounce!

Like a spring I shot forward, my body twisted to the side as I flew into the line of fire, my hands threw the combined lightsabers in a spin so fast that they form a singled white barrier of light in front of me, deflecting and shielding my body like an umbrella in the rain till I made it across stairs. Landing on my back I used the momentum to flip to my feet and stormed my way up to the next level where what awaited me was the mercenary that stalled my climb.

Some picking themselves up from the ground and holding their fresh laser burned wounds from their own bolts reflected back at them.

The Weequay mercenary lugging his heavy sentry gun off from the balcony railing and lifting it up to aim.

But before they could fire a shot, I rear by hand holding my Lightsabers back and threw them with a great strength that the band of hired guns could not evade the fast-approaching spinning blades that cut right through them with ease, before freezing in place metre's behind.

Bodies fell in two or three pieces from head, limb and waist as the ground before me became littered in body parts. My hand still extended towards the hovering weapon of pure energy that flew back into my open palm that clinched tightly onto the metal body when it connected.

Sweeping it to the side I pushed on, deciding to take the fast approach rather than climb my way up a hundred steps and fighting my way at each level. I ran and jumped onto the railing, using it as a booster I leaped up to the next level.

My lightsabre's deactivated as I grasped onto the approaching railing with one hand and my feet pressed against the hard founding, but I did not stop there as I kicked off backwards. Flipping through the air with my feet finding the solid frame of the of the balcony's face and launching from there, completely bypassing two groups of mercenaries that hoped to stunt my duty in bringing in their employer.

I vaulted into next floor and just in time as the entire tower shook and a great explosion could be heard all the way down to the beginning of this towering apartment condo. I dared to peek over just as the guards below me did to see the great cloud of smoke shot outwards towards the beginning of the stairs before familiar white and red silhouettes began to pour in and make they climb up.

I twisted my head to the see the retreating head of Rose not far from me…nor from the end of this spiralling tower of stairs where no doubt she kept a speeder at the end.

I pressed on, calling upon the force as I channelled it into my body and as I ran I became a blur, ascending up the stairs like a silent wind, rearing around corners and up along the walls that carried my body I gained distance towards Rose who neared the end of this little chase.

I was hot on her heels; the sound of blaster fire down below did little to halt my desires to bring this abominable woman to justice for her vile crimes.

I reached the top, the door to what I presume to be the hanger bay was inside.

I would feel her fear from behind, shadowed by her relief and satisfaction that she was no doubt in her speeder.

I could not have wanted to get to her so badly as I tore the metal doors from more than just their frames as I charged through the gaping hole of metal and brick and right into the open hanger where there in her luxury two seated speeder.

She turned her head and smirked with a sadistic and triumphant look that spoke of how she got away before zooming out as fast as she pushed her vehicle could.

But I would not have it!

I chased after her, getting half way towards the end before I threw my hands out and demanded from the force to grab her ship.

I could feel what could be described as my arms stretching out from my body despite my limbs not physically doing the impossible as the force became my hands that grasped onto the body of Rose's speeder. Stopping it dead in its track as it hovers and shifts in the free air several thousand stories high from the surface of the planet below.

It was straining as Rose put the stress into her speeder's engine, shaking and thrashing her ship wildly to try and dislodge my force hold on her.

The stress and the strain was difficult… I could feel myself sliding from the struggling mass of the engines at full throttle was pulling me out from hanger…it didn't help that the surface of this hanger was flat and smooth. My shoes barely finding grit or hold as I was slowly sliding out and soon…I would be falling to my death.

Anger…an infuriating sense came over as this Slut of a Hutt was really testing my patience and resolve. Rage blooming as I could only think of the fury inducing thought of this scumbag getting away.

The force feeling my dire need to stop Rose in her tracks, flowed into my body. Its powers… the powers of the dark side pouring into my being and courses into my outstretched limbs to the tip of my fingers as a familiar power began to form.

At first a buzz. I did not want to her die, with rational thought and control I restraint the flow of power that demanded to be unleashed to its fullest.

The arcs of pure energy danced between my digits, gathering in power to encompass my hand in a sheath of power before I let it loose. Directed bolts of lightning struck the rear of Rose's craft with powerful jolting power to scar, dent and destroy her entire rear, exposing the damaged circuity and parts as her speeder now hung dead in the air outside the hanger.

With great weight lifted from me yet anger still burning in my veins like fire, in a great roar I threw my body backwards with my arms following in. Rose and her speeder sent into a barrelling slam into the corner of her hanger.

Upside down, smoking and battered beyond repair.

Breathless exhaustion overcame me as the adrenaline wore off and the euphoria of the dark side lifting away from my otherwise drained self…yet… I could not help but feel a slither of the dark side still residing within me, like a serpent twisting against my heart as I approached.

Words could not describe both my relief…and disappointment at Rose's figure, clawing and pulling her roughed up and bruised body from her wreck like the vile parasite that she was.

Her dress in complete shambles, cuts and bruises mired on her once perfect skin, her chipped nails scratching and clawing against the floor as she pulled herself out from the rubble before she stopped as my feet jumped inches before her appendages.

She craned her head up to meet the blazing glow of my lightsabre pointed inches down towards her face with a not too pleased smile gracing my features as I glared coldly at her.

Despite the circumstances she was in, with her legs still pinned under the profusely smoking wreck that was getting bolder as the seconds ticked by, she somehow found the courage to smile as though she had won.

"What!? Do you think that you've got me? I've been running this show before I even took office, and I have friends! Powerful friends within both your precious Republic and Balmorra. I'll be out in no time with all charges dropped. You still lose Jedi!" she barked out those statements with boasting chuckles that evolved into deranged laughter.

…But she was right…

Despite the evidence, my testimony and the events of today…I knew that she would walk away.

NOTHING! Infuriated me more than knowing that after all of this…she would simply walk away with how inept the republic's system was. The level of corruption seeped in so deep and reached into the highest offices of the senate and supreme Chancellor that removing it now was impossible. The addition of the clones now taking over infrastructure of coruscant from police and military forces to engineering had temporarily put a dent into those area's that was once writhe with corruption to the hights of command but again…this was only temporary as the clones themselves were still sentient beings and even they were not above taking a bribe now and than.

I glared…with all of the hatred I could hold within myself. That remnant of the dark side nestling within the core of my being shifted and awoke, I could feel it spreading through my entire body like a poison that filtered through and slowly consumed me. My thoughts turning and twisting to only one outcome…

-Meanwhile a few floors away, Commander Fox and the Coruscant Guard-

Commander Fox of the Coruscant had led his men in what was perhaps the third or forth raid in his recent career as head of Coruscant's security.

While his brothers were off fighting on the front lines, knees deep in blood and mud only he himself and those selected were given the privilege that many of his battle fighting kin would've dreamed of having….so it came to no surprise that the Coruscant clones were envied as they were seen to have it easy.

And while he may agree in that respect of him and his men staying safe and far beyond the dangers of the war… he was otherwise bored out of his damn mind.

The blood that ran through his veins.

The blood that created him and every other clone that wore the face of the man they were made from demanded more than this simple guard duty and law enforcement.

Jango Fett. The Mandalorian whose DNA they were carved from. The training bore into them was instilled into more than just their bodies but their hearts when they took form.

Fox wouldn't dare admit it but these raids there the closest thing that got his blood pumping and that warrior heart from which he shared with all of his brothers beating hard and loud with the desire to keep on fighting till it gave out.

And only one person has been at the centre of this string of what came close to the warfront as they could have it.

Padawan Thorton or as the clones dub them Commander Thorton had led him and his men in these series of conflicts that saw them taking on the great crime cartels and organisations that fed upon the chaos and strife of the war.

They had taken on bands and army's of criminal scum, hell they even took on a old siege droid from the old Republic Era.

Sturdy Clanker's was built to withstand a punishing and they took it down with barely a man lost to them.

Now they got the call in that the commander himself was in dire need of back up.

…and who were they to deny the call to action in aiding their commander.

His men stormed the apartment complex of the senator who held him hostage.

They breached and charged in not encountering any resistance on the first few levels, but than half way through they encountered what Commander Thorton had left for them.

A few of his men sustained heavy injuries, their armour proved to be more than just for show as the weapons these the Renegades had brought were far from military grade and almost out of date from the Plastoid plates. Still there were fewer casualties than he predicted as he led his men up a relentless charge to the very top, coming to a complete stop near the top floor as he met with Tarion as he exited out of the hanger.

"Sir!" Fox greeted as he what group of men he had with him stood at attention as they stayed their post, watching and waiting as Tarion descended down those steps "We received your distress call. And have come to aid in capturing the senator."

Fox would never admit it, but there was a chilling air that washed over him as Tarion walked passed "By all means commander. Take into custody what you may find in there…" Tarion didn't blink or look at him as he moved to go back down.

There was a distant and hard look in his eyes as he left.

Fox snapped his head away and looked back up to where the senator was.

Commander Tarion's words echoed in his thoughts as he walked up with what men that were brave enough to follow after him as he got to the next floor and into the hanger.

Behind his visor he saw what Tarion had meant by *What you may find in there. * their helmets reflecting the burning amber glow before them as the wrecked speeder was engulfed in flames. And at the foot of it, fire licked and spread over the body that stretched out from it, the flesh and clothes burning to such a degree that it masked the searing wound that cleaved through her.

-chancellor's office. Sometime later, normal Pov-

Tarion found himself back in the senate building once again.

He had gotten his clothes back on and cleaned up what he could to be more presentable to the man who was basically the Galactic President of a thousand worlds. There were of course bruises and markings that were present on his face and exposed skin but that would take too much time healing in a Bacta Tank or applying Force techniques to rid such blemishes.

Time was not something that he needed now as the man who put him on this path needed to know that his fears and doubts could be put aside.

In the familiar cylinder cubical that travelled up to the inner sanctum of this sacred place, the doors opened and Tarion walked in. Met by many faces surrounding the front desk of the man he came to see who brightened up at seeing young Jedi before him.

"Ah, Tarion my boy!" Palpatine exclaimed, a warm and welcoming smile gracing his lightly aged face before he looked towards his guests "Would you kindly leave us?" a request that was also a command as each and every one of the men and women, senators' and supporters left.

Not once looking or batting an eye to the young man who stole the attention of the man many senators wait on hand and foot to meet. Their irked emotions rolling off of them as they entered into the small elevator that managed to contain their number.

And behind their perfectly trained poker-faced expressions, Tarion could see the anger directed right at him before the doors closed on them and it was just them now.

Palpatine motioned for the young jedi to come in, never once losing that honest politician's smile that made you feel like you can trust him.

Tarion walked in closer, up to his desk where he soon found a seat to sit on before Palpatine begun his praising.

"I must say, you've handled this situation well. Each of the planets and senators that you've helped has personally called me to thank us for our aid." The chancellor filled Tarion on what has happened since undergoing this secret assignment that not even the council knew about.

He can imagine the changes his actions brought about in exposing and saving those affiliated with the chosen men and women whom he investigated naturally.

The praise of course…was flattering "It was nothing. Just doing what I can." He tried to be humble but that human part of him soaked up the admiration that was rightly his.

"No it is not nothing! You are an extortionary and talented Jedi, but... I must ask as to why the council keeps you confined here instead of using your gifts as they should?" at this Supreme chancellor Palpatine bore an expression of both confusion…and concern.

No doubt he already knew about Tarion's exceptional abilities and strength in the force but from his perspective it seemed unwarranted and cruel for the Jedi order to treat one of their members in such a way.

As young as he is, Tarion has proven to be a great jedi from any man in Palpatine's position.

The talk about the order and their wishes for Tarion brought unwanted feelings from the young force user who had both the knowledge and power of the entire high council if not more. But their scepticism and mistrust is what had them treating him as an otherwise outsider.

"…As I'm sure you know, given that you've possible read the report on the battle of Genonosis. Of… how i used the Darkside to destroy half of the arena filled droids that had us surrounded." Tarion would never admit that he was ashamed of himself for using the Darkside because it was untrue.

The Darkside was a part of him as it was from the force.

No one can take that away from him as it was the Force! The one half that lives within all creatures in the galaxy.

The jedi preach and instil a notion of balance that they half-heartedly or fail to achieve as they eliminate any source of Darkside energy they find. Never once attempting to understand or reach out to the Darkside to try and balance the force within themselves like the precursor order did before them.

Palpatine nodded, he read the reports of the first battle of the clone wars that ignited the Galactic war raging on "I did indeed. I was amazed to hear that you destroyed such a large number so quickly. Tell me, how did you do it?" Palpatine expressed his amazement and fascination with the mysterious power the jedi harness.

Tarion didn't know why but…he felt like... like he could trust the man despite the warning and cautionary tales of his master's telling him otherwise of the cutthroat politicians.

"You know about the force, right? About the Light side and the Dark?" he started and Palpatine nodded "In my... anger and fear of us losing with each jedi that died from the overwhelming numbers swarming around us. I used my emotions as the fuel needed to amplify my powers and use a force power that I know." He relented he always knew how to do it and not conjured it out of pure luck "Force lightning as it is called is the purest expression of power from the Darkside."

The supreme chancellor's eye's lit up with wonder as Tarion regal to him the events that happed.

"Impressive. To create such an outstanding power and control it at such a young age. You are to be commended for achieving such power at a young age. Tell me where did you learn?" he was curious as he had no doubt in his mind that the Jedi would not condone someone of his age to learn a technique of the Darkside like that.

Tarion couldn't explain it.

There was this…. compulsion. He felt compelled to trust in the chancellor despite only meeting him for the first time.

Despite his better judgement…he let the old man into the story of his life "...promise you won't tell anyone?"

Palpatine gave a reassuring smile "You have my word." He promised, holding that same friendly fatherly smile that made the young jedi believe that he would keep it.

This was perhaps the 2nd person he's told his tale to about his homeworld and his early years. It wasn't a pleasant to relieve those memories as old wounds began to open as he thought back to those terrible days "I…. was not taught at the temple like everyone was…. I'm an off worlder from a planet barely starting it's space fairing stage. I was considered an outcast…. A freak, witch or a demon by my peers for my abilities that back in the ancient age of primitive thinking, people like me were burnt at the stake for possessing such unknown power." The haunting howls and jeers of the old faces of the young children of his home town who mocked and hunted him out of ignorance and unwarranted hatred.

Palpatine could see the conflict and struggle in Tarion who tried to keep his emotions in check. Just by hearing it, the chancellor could understand the horror's the young boy before him went through and somehow managed to survive and find his way here from a pre-space age planet.

Hand to his heart, Palpatine bore a deep sympathetic and concerned expression "My boy, however did you survive living in such a hostile environment?"

Tarion looked away as the memories came of his struggles and strengths when he was introduced to the only ally he had in those times. "i suppose it was thanks to the force. It helped me to know what my attackers were thinking and feeling. I would outsmart them, using their thoughts and emotions against them. And when I was cornered or hurt, I would use my emotions to help me. This was all before I was trained to use the force, so being an unlearned adept with raw emotions at my age, I caused... things to happen. Objects twice my size and weight to lift from the ground, people chocking for the air they breathed and finally making animals do my bidding." These were but examples of the many other things he caused and did before coming to Coruscant.

"I would've continued to live in constant fear and harassment had I not been led to the one thing that changed my life for the better. My ship. An old jedi defender star ship that would become my home and the place that made me who I am. Inside I was introduced to the force by my mentor, who taught me all of its secrets, the nature of the force including its darker aspects." He didn't dare mention his other tutors and teachers who trained him beyond the standards of what they teach at the temple or what the council allowed to be taught.

By the end, Palpatine was amazed. His mouth slightly opened in awe of the tale he heard.

Impressed by how someone like him could survive in such a harsh environment and life style that would've broken anyone else.

It showed that he had a great deal of strength and will to live through that to here. Any person in his position could see that later in the years he could be one of the greatest jedi masters of his generation…or if things were different their greatest nightmare.

"That's quite an amazing tale young man. and this master of yours... does he still live?" a part of him was interested to know who it was taught him.

Tarion casted his eye's down to the ground "He died long ago, before any of us were born. i learned from his holocron." At this one could barely see the chancellor quirk an eyebrow and bare a thin smile before he stood up and held a grandfatherly warm smile and he walked around and up to the young jedi where he laid his hand upon his shoulder causing Tarion to look up at him

"Tell me young Tarion. what do you want do?" a simple question that otherwise threw off the young jedi.

"I... don't understand the question?" he didn't know what he meant by that.

After coming to coruscant he pretty much done what he wanted to do.

He had left his hell hole of a home planet. Joined up with the Jedi order and became a member.

There was nothing else he had in mind after that as his goals were pretty much completed.

Nothing came to mind.

"What do you want to do? what do you want to do right now?" Palpatine clarified as to his current desires at the moment.

Tarion now knew that Palpatine was referring to his present desires.

His need and demand to join in the war like all of the other padawan's and their master's instead of rotting here till the war was over. To use

"Honestly, I want to help the republic. But i can't do that if I'm stuck here under scrutinizing eye's because of my unknown history."

"They don't trust you. They fear you. They fear your power."

Tarion couldn't help but make a clicking sound with his teeth "Tch. Understatement of the century. They know nothing about me or what I'm capable of, only what i have given." He mumbled under his breath so low one could barely hear it.

But the chancellor heard it as he "The jedi don't appreciate your gift or what you've done. But the republic does, it needs people like you. People who are not afraid of doing what is necessary for the galaxy."

"I thank you for the vote of faith but there's nothing i can do to help in the war apart from destroying gangs and bringing criminals to justice."

"You needn't worry about that. I'll see to it that the jedi council honours you for what you did."

"I would like to believe that chancellor but unfortunately the jedi council sits apart from the congress of the galactic senate. I doubt that even the authority and power of the supreme chancellor can sway the council in letting me in the warfront."

"oh, I'm sure you'll be surprised about what i can do."

-Sometime later. Back on the Defender Tarion POV-

Sometime afterwards, I was back onbard my ship.

It felt good to be back in my ship, it was on the only place were I didn't feel the eye's of others on me. sat Inside the holo-room, recounting my exploits to the only person I had any relationships with since joining the greater galaxy.

"And so that's all that happened today." Opposite me in full holo form and kneeling in place was ever my best friend, Barriss Offee. She listened as I recounted my heroic tales on the captial of the republic, the both of us sharing stores of our ventures.

Despite all that had happened, the adventure and excitement I dreamed of accomplishing as a jedi…I couldn't help but feel that it was…mundane.

I was trained for better than simple minimal tasks!

I have been trained by the greatest force users the galaxy had ever known, within both my body and mind lay the training and knowledge all the force had to offer.

And it was just being used to clean up the streets and teach young minds the true nature of the force. "Tell me, how goes things on the front lines?" I asked. Honesly more interested on hearing the stories on the front where many of the other padawans have gone off with their masters.

On the other end, Barriss shrugged "I won't say they could be better or worse. We lose men, they lose droids. We gain ground and we lose it. Master Luminara changed the original battle strategy after i….sensed a disturbance…" she admitted, though left out the part of the reason that she now knew what caused her such anger and fury from across the galaxy.

Her tone carried a sharp edge which was noticed as I could see an irritate frown marry her features, I tried to make light of it as I chuckled warily, somehow feeling that this was my fault. "I imagen it to be a pretty big disturbance if the great master herself scrapped the original approach. Still, I'm glad your safe. I'm honestly worried that you would get killed in this war." She was closest and only friend I had since coming to the Jedi temple.

She had that same thirst and desires to learn and experience all of the mysteries of the force as I did. She was not closed minded as the rest of the jedi temple, only the young padawan's and younglings possessed that same curiousity to learn what the master's deemed dangerous or dark.

Barriss's green cheeks darkened as she looked away. She honestly...looked even more cuter like that "you're…too kind." She mumbled out, small shy smile graced her lips "So *Ahem!* do you believe the chancellor will convince the council to let you off planet?" She asked, sounding hopeful but...I wasn't so sure about that.

"I…don't know. I honestly believe him. It felt like…I could trust every word he said and promised... I've been trained to perceive the truth in lies, or simply tell when a man is lying through teeth but….the chancellor spoke with each word as honest as the last…I don't know why….but-" at that moment, I was cut off by the pinging coming from my comns device I talking to Barriss on.

The recurring sound indicated that I was getting another call.

"Hang on a second. I'm getting a call." I said, quickly putting her on hold as I switched from her channel to the one pinging me. And to my surprise...it was my master "Master Windu!?...its been a while master." The last time we spoke...it was on the day I stood before the council after Geonosis.

His hard stern face greeted me as he looked at me, with the best poker faced expression I had ever seen "Indeed it has my padawan. I've been hearing a lot about the progress you've made in my absence."

'Since you trapped me here you mean.' I thought, but knew well enough not to speak those words.

"I've received a personal call the Supreme chancellor. Informing me and congratulating you on aiding him in ridding the planet of its traitors and criminals." He explained and to my surprise that the supreme chancellor actually kept to his word to personally call my master.

"The Supreme chancellor is too kind. All I did, I did for the Republic in this dire time." I stated, which was true as the Republic needed all of the help it could receive, both internal and external as this war can bring out the worst in the galaxy.

"Still…The supreme Chancellor has petitioned to the council to involve you in the front." again to my growing shock that I could not believe that Palpatine would go as far as to contacting the council on my behalf.

"He has!?..." I could not help but cry in shock and disbelief, something that caused my master to raise a brow.

"You are not aware of it?" It was highly likely that by his expression, that the Chancellor stated my desires to join the war.

"I mean….I didn't expect him to honestly push for my presence in the war."

"hmmm...still. In light of your achievements and review from fellow masters. The council as judged that you are fit to join the front after deeming that you are no longer a danger."

"...Th-Thank you Master!" I could not help but cry out in utter joy! I only realised my mistake and felt heat creep into her cheeks as my master looked at him with a scrutinising frown "I mean...Thank you master."

Thankfully he did not call me out on my unprofessional outburst as he continued "I will call you with you next set of instructions." and with that, he severed the connection.

Utter excitement and gleeful happiness swelled within me.

I needed to tell the one person I had about this great news. Once more calling Barriss, her full frame greeted me and I could not contain my excitement "Barriss! You're never going to believe who called me!"

-At that time. On the Planet of Serenno-

On the planet Serenno. The home world of the separatist leader and former Jedi master count Dooku. Was interrupted from his meditation by the activation of his personal holo table.

His eyes opened as the holo took on the familiar appearance of his Sith master.

"Greeting Master." Dooku was quick to kneel in both respect and humility to the greater Sith lord.

His hood, ever present over his head, but his eye's peered down at the former jedi from beneath his shielded eye's "Lord Tyranus. An opportunity has come, the young Padawan of Mace Windu will be joining the front lines." Darth Sidious said, his tone harsh and carrying with it, power and cunning worthy of the Sith lord he is.

Dooku's eye's lit up, but he was quick to cover that expression with one that copied his master's smirk "An excellent opportunity indeed. The young acolyte is strong in the force...stronger in the Darkside even." he mused, his mind going back to that fateful day when he first met him "That day on the start of the clone wars. I felt his power, although restrained, it was enough to completely destroy half of the droids in the colosseum."

The Darkside was...flowing into the boy. He could feel the powers themselves answering to the padawan's destress and needs.

Unlike his master who commanded the Darkside of the force like a lord over his servants, or a kennel master over a pack of dogs.

He commanded the powers both within him and out, drawing upon the forces of the Darkside from every corner of the galaxy. A command that goes out, as the forces of the Darkside rise up and come to his aid like the lord that he was.

But the padawan was different.

The Darkside naturally came to him. Like a rushing river, something he had not felt since he first took his steps in the path of the Jedi, when the light once came to him.

The Darkside came to him willingly, almost as if it wanted him. Wanted him to use it...to have it.

It was though the Darkside had deemed him worthy...possibly more worthy then Sidious.

"Indeed. Such a power added to our ranks would further our goals and the downfall of the Jedi, and republic." and to him. Such a powerful apprenticeship to help him overthrow his own master.

Conflict breed strength, the rule of two ensured that the next generation of Sith would grow stronger with each generation usurping the previous.

The one who hold power and the one that craves it.

The Master teaching the apprentice. The Apprentice accumulating power. The apprentice over throwing the Master. The Apprentice becoming the Master.

It was an ingenious cycle that weeded out weakness and vulnerability. That rewarded progression instead of stagnation like the Jedi.

With each new Sith master and apprentice adding to the pool of strength and knowledge for the next to inherit.

And Dooku had already succumbed to the laws of the Sith. He had no qualms in plotting the death of his master and former jedi brother. Even now he was training his own apprentice to help him destroy Sidious... and another, but it doesn't hurt to consider a third option should the first two fail him.

"As you say master. But how do we persuade the young Jedi to our ranks?" he asked. He was turned by Sidious who used his own frustrations against the galactic republic and the Jedi who blindly obey them to turn him to this cause.

His master revealed the answer "Power has little interest to Tarion Thorton. Unlike those you have swayed, personal gain means nothing to this boy. If you wish to turn him, you must gain his trust and show him the true nature of the Jedi and their feeble republic." Dooku knew now knew that the boy was just like him. All it would take was to prod him, sow the seed of doubt into his soul and make him realise that the republic and the Jedi were wrong.

A smile crept up his lips, one that contain sinister intent "As you command. My master."

Finished.

I hope you all enjoyed it.

and now for the news onto progression of my other stories and chapters.

(Kim Possible) Rise of shadows- 80%

(Game of Thrones) Age of Terror Reign of the Night -15%

The Star Union- 20%

(Harry Potter) Skin Deep 30%

(Jaune Arc)- 70%