For the rest of the week-long trip to Coruscant Padmé, and her handmaidens constantly send me looks of longing and restrained eagerness.
All of the Naboo entourage continued to find it deplorable that Ana and I spared against both each other and the Dark Trooper Droids…seeing Ana minutely dodge the powerful blows of the dark troopers…makes me nauseous.
Even though I know that they won't be able to inflict any lasting damage or land blows unless Ana becomes overly distracted, it still makes my stomach twist, when it looks like a hit is going to land when I don't use the force with more than my eyes.
My sparrings with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan both in hand to hand and Lightsaber combat made me see the shortcomings of Starkiller's lightsaber fighting style…even more than sparring with Hinata, Ana or Xena.
It has also become clear that even though I have this system and it's made me rather overpowered…the fighting style I've been "using" just doesn't fit me as a person.
So I have decided to dedicate my lightsaber training time to a blend of Makashi and Soresu, the two styles that I have found that feel right for me.
It's also time to build my own lightsaber…something Hinata has been quite adamant about ever since she, Ana and I traveled to Illum for Ana's trial…where she gained her first Kyber crystal.
The same place I took my first trial, a soft shiver runs down my spine as flashes of what I saw while experiencing my own trial, Abeloth, The Vong, Sidious and so many other threats all being unleashed on the Galaxy early because of my presence in this universe.
The worst though was a timeline displaced Anakin Skywalker from a different storyline, full potential realized, master of the dark side of the force.
Come here to try and get his Padmé back…then there was a vision of me…Emporer Starkiller. A galaxy at peace an earth sized Death Star with smaller moon sized Death Stars orbiting it…a dozen fleets of super laser equipped SSD's like the Executor.
My elite Mandalorian Super Commandos populating each of the super weapons, education reforms, full control of the criminal under-verse after exterminating the Hutt leadership, the pikes, the Blacksun and every other larger criminal organization and making my own called the dark imperium.
I shook away those visions as my pilot droids landed my ship at a secluded and secured hanger on level 1313, which belongs to the Martienez family.
We met the young couple and their still only child while on a small family vacation to a resort world during the last year we've spent together.
Though Rafa is only around four the girl is rather spunky and adorable…Ana adores her.
"I still don't understand why we couldn't land at Senator Palpatine's private landing pad!" Padmé's voice grates on my nerves. She still can't seem to understand that I'm being cautious because there is an assassin after her who is strong in the dark side.
I hear a suppressed chuckle of amusement from Qui-Gon and an agreeing grunt from Obi-Wan.
"Be thankful I even brought you this far…how the Jedi of Coruscant can stand to live on a planet so fundamentally tainted by the dark side of the force is something that I cannot even begin to quantumify…they probably can't even glimpse into the future anymore beyond battle precog." I could see both Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan rear back as if they were slapped, through force sight.
I turn my head to glance at Ana and notice that she looks a little ill. "Ana is this place making you feel sick, disgusting…like there is a thick nasty smelling oil coating you?" Ana turns to me, her eyes widening slightly in shock that quickly turns to agreement.
"I-I don't like it here, Galen." Ana uses my name which shocks me; as she only uses it when I've been a very very "bad boy" or when she truly wants to impress upon me how important something is.
"Would it make you feel better to be in orbit?" Ana comes over to me, hugs me and nods her head, reaching down and I begin stroking her hair comfortingly.
Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan both seem at a loss for words while even Padmé is looking at us with a confused expression on her face.
"I know the dark side nexus here can have an adverse effect on those of us with extremely heightened sensitivity but…what you are describing…" Qui-Gon starts to speak but I hold my hand up.
"It's not the dark side per se, Qui-Gon our own planet is a dual nexus planet…we train in the dark and light sides strongest epicenters. This…this place is tainted, the dark side itself is being twisted. You can't tell me that when you're away from the temple here on Coruscant that your connection to the force doesn't feel strengthened or clearer?" Qui-Gon's expression turns to consideration, before he finally nods his head in agreement.
"I can't believe I was so blind to it before you pointed it out to me but yes my connection to the force becomes stronger and clearer when I am far from the core worlds." I can't help but think, yeah...you dipshits are definitely blind, you know since you can't see the sith lord that is right in front of your fucking faces.
"Do you think you can help purify the nexus here?" Obi-Wan asks with an impassioned enthusiasm before looking away from me with a shy blush on his face.
'Yeah…that's still weird, he's been doing it ever since I thanked him for tutoring me with form 3 and saying that I'm sure he'll be the greatest form 3 master in the history of the Jedi order.' I get a sudden and…very ill advised urge to throw a money wrench into the Banetinite line of sith's grand plan..
"Possibly…I don't know if I could handle the two sith lords currently on this planet though while doing so…"
"IMPOSSIBLE THE SITH ARE EXTINCT!!!" Obi-Wan suddenly shouts at me, his hand moving towards his lightsaber.
"You are only partially correct, the species whose name was the Sith…that the Jedi and the Old Republic committed genocide against are extinct. The group of force users that were once Jedi and who stole and twisted the name of a species for their own purposes are still very much alive. Even with the rule of two nonsense kicking around." I remain very calm as I lay down some facts and cause some emotional damages.
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