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Let Chaos Reign Chapter 24: Reaching The Wrong Conclusion
Rain crawled down the windows of the Chancellor's office in long, winding streaks. Outside, Coruscant drowned beneath the recycled water from WeatherNet and neon, the endless cityscape was swallowed in sheets of silver rain. The traffic blurred into smears across the glass, and starships shone in the sky in brief ghostly images.
Inside of the office that was yet again furnished with even more Sith art and artifacts was Supreme Chancellor Palpatine with far more Jedi than he normally had in such meetings. It was becoming a common theme now that something happened that neither he nor the Jedi were aware of, and it spiraled out of their control.
The Jedi would make their displeasure known and try their best to stop the current issue but have so far proven rather unsuccessful as of late. Palpatine himself wasn’t much better after the reveal of Order 66. The secret Sith Lord was currently under a lot of stress-- far more than he normally was.
But with the reveal of that particular Order at the worst possible time, he had been put under a great deal of scrutiny. Scrutiny that somehow didn’t have the Jedi questioning any of the added pieces to his growing collection. The Jedi Council stood gathered in his office with an uneasy silence after the recent attempt at trying to create a clear pathway to Tatooine so that he could figure out why Jabba had turned against him and who his master was.
Dooku had divulged information that he served someone. Whether it was recent or somehow he had been groomed from the beginning, just as he had done so painstakingly with Nute Gunray. While not a complete loss, it was still felt on the Separatists’ side, considering he did have investment in their side of the war, with his death, it created a vacuum that needed to be filled.
Then Ventress got captured, and only now was he finally getting around to getting her out of there. The only reason they haven’t continued with any form of interrogation was courtesy of his intervention through various agents and intermediaries.
Things like special interrogation tactics and the sort were given as excuses since she had thankfully not cracked yet. Then the reveal of Order 66 had happened when Palpatine had nothing to do with it, and it was even revealed his hands were clean of that affair. A thorough investigation had been commenced, and there was nothing to show he was guilty of it.
Palpatine knew deep down who was the one responsible for it even if he had no evidence to suggest otherwise. Jabba’s master would pay dearly for what he has done.
Then to his own horror and joy-- not many things would make Palpatine concerned for another, but seeing the after report when Anakin had been forced to retreat from that backwater planet after having only his robotic limb severed, he let out a sigh of relief knowing his future apprentice hadn’t been crippled before he could fulfill his destiny beside him.
The report was filled with such absurd things… “Bubbles. Of all the things to hear and see, it wasn’t bubbles.” He muttered aloud to himself, half acting, and the rest was genuine bemusement.
“According to some of the clone commanders, the men retrieved and rescued from the Separatists' transport ships have a severe phobia of them now… I saw one of them almost use their blaster on a cup of water that had bubbles in it.” Mace Windu said it as if he were unsure of what to make of it himself.
Dooku had helped his master with making sure the transport ships had little protection so that the 501st and 212th could be retrieved… or what was left of them. The Kaminoan cloners were already having enough trouble getting more batches of clones prepared for this war, and Palpatine couldn’t exactly afford to have that many of them taken out of this conflict, especially when they were more valuable groups courtesy of their combat experience. The two groups still needed to be replenished after the losses that were sustained.
It was moments like this Palpatine was thankful he had the foresight to start projects for contingencies, like newer facilities on other planets besides Kamino, since things had been derailed so greatly.
“Disturbing this is.” Grandmaster Yoda spoke, contemplating all that had happened.
The Jedi, after seeing Chancellor Palpatine had been innocent on the Order given for the Jedi of that priority mission ship getting attacked by his own men, had allowed themselves to trust him once more.
“Sorry for the delay, everyone.” Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi walked into the room, followed by Anakin Skywalker, who clenched and unclenched his new prosthetic hand, followed by his Padawan, Ahsoka Tano.
“Do not apologize, Master Kenobi, after what you three have been through it is understandable.” Ki-Adi-Mundi spoke softly but somberly.
Palpatine was curious about what had them so concerned. He had seen the report but knew by now the Jedi preferred more… discreet things they didn’t want the public or other authority figures beyond a select few to know of such things would leave out of their reports. Particularly things involving the search for the Sith Lord that sat right before them.
Obi-Wan nodded in respect towards the fellow Jedi Master. The man looked worn out and like he had taken quite the beating. The other two weren’t much better, Anakin being the worst of them, as each movement was slow and lethargic, yet he had a determined look to his face that was reminiscent of the one he had after Dooku had soundly defeated him back on Geonosis. Ahsoka was the least damaged of their group, while tired, she moved with far more grace and speed than the other two could currently hope to match.
“Now that you all are here, you can start to explain why so many of the Jedi High Council currently are in my office.” Palpatine said patiently and kindly while giving Anakin a concerned look. “I am, however, thankful to see you are still intact and safely back on Coruscant, Anakin.”
That got a small smile out of the young man for the fake concern who may as well be all but twisted around Palpatine’s finger. If he had lost more of his body and any potential he would have, Palpatine would have lamented the loss of such a thing… then he would have to move on.
“Thank you, Chancellor, for the concern, but I would rather be back out there trying to find Tobi.” He growled out the man’s name as if he were some great enemy he had a vendetta against. If Palpatine didn’t know any better, he would think that Anakin almost disliked Tobi as much as he did Dooku.
“Anakin, enough. Sorry, but he isn’t taking the loss well, and neither am I.”
They all soon took seats, with the Padawan not thrilled at there being no seat for her, which Palpatine took joy in her pouting over even if she hid it well from the rest of the Jedi in the room. Any day a Jedi suffers, no matter how small, is a thrill and normally a good day for Palpatine.
“We’ve read the reports, but you mentioned there were things best discussed face to face. What happened?” Windu got to the point as he always had. Rarely was he one for pleasantries even when a galactic war wasn’t being waged.
Obi-Wan and Anakin shared a look before Kenobi rubbed his jaw, contemplating where to begin. He spoke of the first battle, all that had transpired. The silver armored figure… the same one that had Palpatine’s interest when he noticed how skilled he was in fighting and how the various styles had incorporated elements from his old apprentice, Maul.
The metal of the armor was another thing that piqued his interest and concern. Lightsaber-resistant metals were rare and not seen often. So to see such an advanced suit with a capable user piloting it made everyone in the room question how vast were the masterminds' resources.
“While I can understand the concern for this new threat that we are facing, why couldn’t you tell this to the council over a Holocall or leave it in the report?” Shaak Ti spoke up once they spoke of the various dangers in that battle, which already had everyone’s interest and concern about just what they were facing.
None of them had heard of such abilities through the Force, and it made them all question where Jabba had managed to find such people. Already the unknown woman who helped the feline near human whose body was a shapeshifting mass of liquid slime showed to all that they fully didn’t know just how many members of this Quiet Hand there were.
“The reason we chose to speak of this personally and not notify you through a report was because of what Tobi had displayed. He came into our camp when we were going through our battle plans.”
“Your men just let him in?” Mace Windu said in disbelief.
“No. He somehow was capable of possessing the body of one of my men, Grunt, and said he had come to bargain.” Anakin said, sounding unnerved.
The room fell silent, no one said a word at that revelation. Palpatine himself dropped all thoughts of any plans on how to spin any of this into his favor and plans to deal with this growing thorn in his side.
“… I beg your pardon, Anakin. But I believe I misheard you saying he possessed the body of one of the clone troopers.” Palpatine said politely, making sure he hadn’t lost his mind.
Anakin and Kenobi shared a look before Anakin’s former master spoke next. “You didn’t, Chancellor. Tobi somehow possessed the body of Grunt, a clone under Anakin’s command. He gave us the option to leave while we could… one that we should have taken under normal circumstances, but we needed to know what we were up against.”
Palpatine could only think of one thing at that moment… Essence Transfer. An ancient power that let one abandon their old body like a broken urn that cannot hold water any longer and take another vessel over.
A Force power he had managed to learn of once he had become the Master of the Sith, but any knowledge beyond stories of the fabled power was nowhere to be found. Any Sith that had managed to use the power took it with them to the grave… or so he had thought.
“It wasn’t just organics either, he managed to possess battle droids with it… he even took over my body.” Anakin’s tone was uncertain, his pride rankled, and he felt… violated in a way he didn’t think was possible.
“Certain of this you are?” Yoda spoke up, looking intensely at Anakin.
He nodded slowly at the Jedi Grandmaster. “I am Master Yoda. They both witnessed it.”
Everyone looked towards Master Kenobi and Padawan Tano. Both acknowledged what had happened. The tense atmosphere in the room had grown to the point it was almost unbearable.
“Tobi did it because Anakin was trying to crush him and not leave while we could.” Ahsoka pointed out, making Anakin’s head snap towards his Padawan.
“Ahsoka, we would have escaped well enough on our own.” He pointedly ignored the wandering gaze of his apprentice at his new prosthetic after Tobi took his previous one from him.
“He helped you escape?” Shaak Ti asked them, focusing on that piece of information.
“Yes. If it weren't for Tobi, I don’t think we would have been able to get out of that situation without having to fight our way out if we even could.” She gave a look towards Anakin, who bristled at the comment; they couldn’t fight their way out.
“Why would he help you?” Master Plo Koon mused aloud.
“We… don’t know.” Kenobi said exasperatedly. “He was using Anakin’s body when he freed me from my cell. From what I can say about him, Tobi is not only incredibly skilled when he bested both of us, but his power over the Force is great. Enough so I couldn’t sense him using the Force at all.”
The Jedi spoke amongst one another while Palpatine was going through so many emotions. Anger, hate, jealousy. He had believed he was one of only two Sith left in the galaxy. To find out there is another that also has Essence Transfer… Palpatine resolved himself that he must have that power.
No matter what, despite a rival appearing and the Rule of Two demanding they be eliminated, his desire for immortality far outstripped anything else he wanted. Tobi would die, no doubts in his mind of that, just as it was for the Jedi High Council.
The only one among the group of people that was opposed to such an act was Ahsoka, who, despite having complicated feelings towards Tobi, didn’t see him as a bad guy even if he was working with the Separatists.
“He did mention he wasn’t entirely with the Separatists. They were a means to an end for him.” Kenobi said, getting everyone’s attention. “I don’t know what to think of him myself, he could either be an enemy or an ally.”
“Don’t kid yourself, Obi-Wan, he’s either in this for himself or he is our enemy. There’s no way he helped us out of the kindness of his heart.” Anakin cut in, making it abundantly clear to everyone he didn’t like Tobi. “He killed and injured our men, was helping the Republic's enemy, and beat all three of us and took my hand.” He held said robotic replacement for the old one up for emphasis. “Then he took control of my body.”
“Speaking of that, were you aware during the time he was in control?” Master Kit Fisto asked him, leaning in with interest.
Anakin paused before gathering his thoughts. “I was aware. I could see and hear everything, but my body wouldn’t completely obey me. I was capable of fighting Tobi for control, but it was difficult, and I could only make it harder for him to move around.”
“So it’s not absolute control… yet he can take over droids? Strange.” Master Fisto said as the group spoke amongst one another about the powers and abilities Tobi himself had displayed alongside his allies.
“He also gave us a hint as to who the Sith Lord is.” Ahsoka watched as everyone’s heads snapped towards her.
“Padawan Tano, speak,” Yoda said encouragingly.
“… He said what position would allow them the resources needed to create the clone army while also letting them do so without any Jedi investigating it and keeping us in the dark.” She told them all, fully believing Tobi’s hint, and she turned towards Palpatine, who watched on with a frown.
The gathered Jedi all remained silent for a moment before Mace Windu ended the long silence. “While as interesting as that is, I think it’s safe to say we have found our Sith Lord who has orchestrated this war.”
Ahsoka fell silent at that declaration, her eyes widening. Obi-Wan himself looked doubtful, not entirely believing what Master Windu said. Palpatine himself was prepared to pull out his hidden lightsabers and already began calculating how far he was from the emergency escape he had for such a situation.
“For if there were a Sith Lord amongst the Senate, we would have known. Tobi is the Sith Lord we have been after, especially with his power to jump to other bodies, it would explain his comment on the Jedi and Sith from his era when we met.” Master Unduli spoke up about her time when she fought him and Ventress.
Palpatine was as relieved as he was exasperated. The information they needed to find their enemy, himself, was right in front of them, and they were completely disbelieving of it. He was being saved by their stupidity… unbelievable.
“I think it’s best to listen to the Jedi Masters, Padawan. They are not wrong, and I have complete faith in them to find any Sith foolish enough to try hiding amongst the Senate. It would be impossible for them to hide when so close to so many Jedi, especially Grandmaster Yoda. I think Tobi is trying to create doubt and distract us from the threat that he and the Separatists represent.” Chancellor Palpatine spoke softly yet firmly.
The gathered Jedi discussed battle plans and having the clone, Grunt, sent to Kamino for examination when the red crimson eyes that Tobi used when inhabiting his body had remained. The same eyes he had used to great effect in the battle managed to almost match the Arc troopers. Something Palpatine had suggested would be useful to have if it could be granted to future clone batches. Something he would use to his own ends for special projects when the time would come for the Jedi to be dealt with.
One such plan was one involving a planet along a major hyperspace lane that was their last foothold in the outer rim. Jedi Knight Aayla Secura was the one in charge, and now it would seem Palpatine’s apprentice, Count Dooku, would have to make sure he doesn’t allow her and her forces to be forced off-world. In fact, Palpatine and the Jedi felt that it was needed to have a rather large fleet that could easily push through and overcome most fortified Separatist systems.
One person remained standing off to the side as she subtly eyed the Chancellor warily. Ever since Tobi had helped Ahsoka learn to use the Force to tell when someone was telling the truth, she had taken to it like a fish to water.
She had gotten good enough with it to use it in conjunction with the Force to tell when someone was about to use some form of deception like a feint and attack from another direction. It took no small amount of focus and concentration along with her being level-headed, but it was getting better rather quickly. But when the Chancellor spoke of Tobi being the Sith Lord and his hint being a lie, she didn’t exactly sense any falsehoods from him, but she also didn’t feel any truth either.
It’s never like that. It gives one or the other. So that alone was cause for her suspicion. She kept it to herself and didn’t tell anyone because he was the Supreme Chancellor and was surrounded by the Jedi High Council. All of whom were far better than her with their mastery over the Force, if they couldn’t sense it, then why would she?
She didn’t think for a second Tobi was a Sith Lord. He had suspicious powers through the Force, but he could have killed them at any time he wanted. Yet he didn't, and for that Ahsoka was willing to hear him out, especially when he had helped them.
The meeting soon came to an end with the various Jedi Masters leaving the office and Ahsoka staying with Anakin and Obi-Wan since the losses both sides of their clones had sustained, they were ordered to remain on Coruscant until their clones could both be reunited with the captured ones and for new ones to take the place of those that died.
…
I walked along the castle corridor after enjoying some enthusiastic sparring against Pitou, Maul, and the various Magnaguards. We all had improved in a few hours, even if it was mere inches compared to miles for some. Maul was gifted and incredibly talented, but compared to a monster like Pitou or my numerous powers that boosted my training speed, he may as well have been a normal man.
Niman, despite being considered a weak form amongst the Star Wars fandom courtesy of the Jedi dying easily at the coliseum on Geonosis, was not a weak lightsaber form at all.
In the hands of a skilled user, they may as well be almost unstoppable in a fight. Besides examples like Exar Kun, you also have the Jedi Battlemaster from
The Revenge of the Sith game when Anakin was in the Jedi temple during operation Knightfall.
Whatever his name was put up one hell of a fight and managed to hold his own against Anakin when he fully gave into the dark side of the Force. If I remember right, he was a master of Form VI Niman.
Putting the thoughts of training and epic gains aside, instead focusing on Pitou’s reward. I walked down a particular section of the castle before entering a room with the door opening with a silent hiss.
What laid before me took my breath away. Pitou lay upon a bed of silken sheets and cushions like she was Cleopatra. Black sheer netting with a matching bra and panties was the only thing hiding her modesty. Despite no longer having as bountiful of a chest as she once had, her slim figure and curves alongside the outfit more than made up for that.
Not that it would ever change how she was Best Girl. Pitou lay on her side lazily, eyes half-lidded, a knowing smile tugging at her lips, with her tail whipping through the air. I calmly walked in, taking my upper cloak off, exposing my blood-red skin to the air of the room.
I walked forward with Pitou getting up to meet me. Her eyes dilated as her expression turned into rapturous awe when my body began to shift and change in subtle ways as I instinctively changed my body to become what she found attractive. The only change was my major joints became more like Barbie dolls.
It was an odd but not uncomfortable feeling. We embraced one another, with Pitou’s grip being strong as she held onto me as if I would disappear if she let go. She rubbed her face into my muscular chest, taking in my scent. Our hands roamed over one another’s bodies like we were examining fine cuts of meat at a supermarket. I got distracted for a brief moment when I felt, within me, that several things had been gained.
A pair of strong hands grabbed the sides of my head and forced me to look Pitou in the eyes as she pouted at me cutely.
“You're looking at your power, aren’t you?” She gave me a halfhearted glare. “When you should be looking at me.” Her smile turned sultry as she led me towards the bed.
She pushed me atop before straddling my lap, my friend below making a tent as she felt it press against her. “Oh? You like what you see?”
She was purring into my chest before I couldn’t take it anymore. A quick shove had her blink as she was now lying down on the bed that was as soft as a cloud. Kama Sutra helped me out in finding the best ways to get her excited and work up to the big moment.
A finger hooked around her panties, pulling them down with a light trail of fluid coming from her with a trimmed white bush above it. She let out a hot breath when my face got close, and a finger trailed circles around it before she sucked in a deep breath, arching back when my finger took the dive.
Pitou’s hands grabbed handfuls of the silk sheets. She rarely ever needed to rest, but I felt it was fair despite that she was given a bed and room for herself. “Your… majesty.” Her voice went up a few notes when my finger began to press against particular parts of her inner walls, making her squirm.
“You should know better than to tease me, Pitou. With how pent up we both have been, your constant need to show off your body in front of me has amounted to this. It is your reward as much as it is a punishment.” I cooed to her.
Her body fidgeted, squirming on the bed from the feeling I was giving her by pressing all the right spots. “F-for-forgive me!” She squealed, no longer capable of holding it in.
Her legs clenched, and had I not been using a clone to constantly practice Nen and my muscular ability, she would have crushed me on the spot. Her pussy glistened when she came, the clear liquid flying out, and a tilt of my head had me avoid the worst of it.
Her legs wrapped around my upper back, pulling me in when the temptation to further tease her with my tongue came to mind, but it was discarded. I think she had enough teasing if her heavy breathing and sweat-soaked body told me anything.
Her legs thankfully released, falling limp and hanging off the edge of the bed with her tail when the flow had trickled down to a few drips. My red form clambered up the bed after taking the last of my clothes off, and I stared into her eyes that refocused on me.
My stiff member pressed against her wet folds, making her regain her previous vigor with her arms snaking around the back of my neck, pulling me closer and forcing it into her. Her breathing stopped for a moment when I thrust it inside of her.
Her walls parted for me and then squeezed tightly, milking me already. I grunted, feeling both my nature as an incubus instinctively making me do what Pitou would enjoy the most with Kama Sutra working overtime.
I thrust in and out of her, and each time it earned me a moan from Pitou, who by this point had wrapped her arms and legs around me while I kept her pinned to the bed.
She smiled up at me, her hair wild and untamed with both of our bodies drenched in sweat. Pitou took it all, letting me take full control while in her own way playfully challenging me. I grit my teeth with a great heave, blew my load, and painted the insides of her walls white. She gasped when she felt it happen before letting go of me.
“A shame you have to wait before you can… oh?” She said, feeling my member grow back to full length. She looked up into my eyes before she grew a knowing smile.
Complete control of all my muscles… lots of uses besides the obvious ones. That and being an incubus comes with perks that further make being a god in the bed a much easier task. My hands unclasped her bra and unceremoniously tossed it off to the side as Pitou covered her breasts with one arm while her head looked to the side, blushing.
“You're fine as you are, Pitou. Let me see them.” She looked towards me when my finger curled under her chin. Her arm slowly moved away, and while her breasts weren’t the biggest, they weren’t small either.
Little mounds with pink nipples that she was embarrassed to show me knowing my preference for bigger ones. But that didn’t mean smaller ones couldn’t do the job either. A gasp of surprise when my mouth enveloped one of them and I gave her several light nibbles.
While doing this, my member soon entered her folds again, eliciting a gasp from her before pushing further in and pumping her. Her breathing hitched and her hand grabbed my hair, shoving my face into her chest. A hand sneaked up, nudged by Kama Sutra, and grabbed her cat ear.
Pitou paused while I continued to piston in and out of her, pinning her to the bed. My hand caressed the soft ear and began to massage it before she all but melted at my touch.
“Nyaaaa~” She said before we both climaxed, incapable of holding it in any further.
We went at it for several hours before Pitou lay passed out in the bed after who knows how many times we did it. Multiple times I had to fight my body from trying to drain Pitou’s energy while we were going at it. It was difficult, not too dissimilar to the feeling you get when you pee and stop halfway and are forced to hold it in.
I sat up on the bed while Pitou hugged the sheets and pillows, resting with her chest rising up and down. I looked over what I had gained, and it was a lot.
Fool the Jedi High Council into believing you are not just a Sith Lord but the one that orchestrated the Clone Wars! One platinum ticket. Use now? Y/N
What the fuck?! Why do they think I’m the one responsible? I didn’t do shit except get those three back to Republic space and helped break them out. How the hell does that mean I am the big bad guy?!
[Fire Release Jutsu Scroll]
|Epic Item|
Naruto - A large scroll containing information on all Fire Release Jutsu recorded inside up to A rank that allows the user to study and train to learn the Fire Jutsu that are recorded inside. Those without the user's permission cannot understand what is inside the scroll.
Well… at least I got something useful out of it. I just kinda wished it was something even greater than a complete list of all fire jutsu up to A rank.
Gain the undisputed interest and attention of Darth Sidious, not for just being the biggest nuisance you could be, but for his desire to attain immortality! One diamond ticket. Use now? Y/N
Well, I guess they told him about the ability Pilot like I expected them to. Glad to see that investment had paid off rather quickly.
[Obito's Mangekyo Sharingan Right]
|Legendary Ability|
Naruto - You possess the Right eye of Obito Uchiha, granting you access to half of the Kamui technique and all the benefits of the Sharingan such as incredible visual prowess and instant memorization. With the left eye, you get access to a short version of the Kamui at any time, granting you access to an endless pocket dimension in your Left eye. You can transport yourself into the Kamui to move across the real world by moving through it and leaving in a different location. You can also semi-transport yourself into the Kamui to render yourself intangible at the cost of stamina. Lastly, you can also send objects you are touching into the Kamui realm.
I almost face-planted at what was just given to me. This one would give me one hell of an advantage in almost any situation. It could even potentially give me an avenue for traversing the galaxy. Not that it is guaranteed, and of course it was from a villain I got grief for sharing a name with.
Have sex with Pitou and make it a moment she will never forget. One silver ticket. Use now? Y/N
[Tinker - Ecology]
|Rare Ability|
Allows you to build, construct, and design contraptions or machines that deal with Nature, utilising, helping and benefiting from it. You can create Bio-Domes, incredibly efficient fertilisers, animal lures and foods, very efficient solar panels and geothermal reactors, terraforming equipment and much more.
This was going to help me so much. Especially when I start creating garden worlds for the sole purpose of generating plenty of food. With the worlds I had in mind of bringing into the fold and on my side, food would help be a big motivator.
I soon got up and had already swapped in my new ability, feeling my left Sharingan shift into the Mangekyo version that had the power of Kamui before I activated it. One moment I was standing in the confines of Pitou’s chamber, and the next a dark dimension with stone blocks over a black abyss that went on for as far as the eye could see.
I nodded, pleased with myself at what had been gained. Warping back to the castle after moving several blocks over and finding myself in a corridor some distance away from Pitou. The distance wasn’t equal to what I had traversed in Kamui.
The corridor, from what I could recall, is on the far side of the castle, almost near the very edge of it. Only a dozen or so stone blocks had been leaped over before I got back. So it’s like the Nether in Minecraft with the distance traveled being nowhere close to the distance on Tatooine.
Not something I could use to travel between systems in the galaxy, but it was something that would prove useful if I needed to quickly travel across a planet. Also equipping my new Tinker ability and quickly jotting down notes on the various designs and ideas that came to mind and leaving them for the Jawas to get to work on cobbling together.
Tatooine was growing nicely into what I needed it to. But I would need allies in my quest to see Palpatine toppled, and knowing he was now fully interested in coming after me, I needed allies beyond just what Jabba’s connections could get me. If old avocado face put the squeeze on Dooku, I could see the gentleman Sith Lord turn on me, and with him and the Republic against me, that would make things difficult.
If he managed to force Dooku’s hand against Asajj Ventress, his own apprentice that could help him topple Sidious, why would I be any different?
While plenty of assets and resources were at my disposal courtesy of controlling Jabba’s automated dead body, it was already beginning to get unwanted attention from the Hutt council, not liking Jabba going on the warpath.
We hadn't gone too far yet, so they were wary but content to leave it as is simply because they didn’t want to cross Jabba unless they absolutely had to. Plus, they understood the Republic had committed an unprovoked attack on a fellow Hutt. Normally a showing of solidarity was necessary, but Jabba showing such a force of power made that needless, and they would rather watch and observe their fellow rival.
But for now I had some people I needed to go make into friends by buying their love. It didn’t take me long to get a ship ready with Pitou onboard with me. She was still adamant about going wherever I go. Some hours later, with some documentation for me and the ship since Pitou would be easily recognizable.
She simply would hide in the secret compartments of the ship. Hours went by with me leaving several copies behind, practicing various skills or powers, ones that needed to be trained up.
When we reached our destination, a ship hailed ours as soon as we left hyperspace and saw the Mandalorian homeworld lush with green on it before we turned towards the moon.
“Unidentified ship, present your identification and reason for being here.”
A few button presses and the documentation was sent to them before they went completely silent, seeing the contents I was delivering.
“Stand by for further orders.”
“They really love this metal to be willing to meet with us.” Pitou idly said as she messed around with another advanced puzzle toy she had solved. She had finally found a hobby besides kicking the crap out of me, and it was advanced puzzles that took some sentients months to solve. She was solving them in hours, and the longest I had seen her take was a day. That was only because of how many parts were in that weird sphere thing.
“You are clear to go.” They also gave us directions to the home of who we were here to see.
Hands brushing against the metal of the mask I had forged for this meeting, knowing this would be the time that I unveiled my identity to the galaxy. Once we got close enough towards the home of Pre Vizsla, I had Pitou take the controls while I used my newly acquired power to get into the Kamui dimension, followed by a hop and a skip, and reappeared right in front of the group of Mandalorians who were watching the ship.
The group was in that blue armor they wore in the show and quickly drew their blasters and aimed them at my form that appeared before them in a swirl, like I was just spat out of a wormhole.
“Now now, no need to draw your weapons just for me. Especially when I bring gifts.” I said wagging a finger at them, keeping the mask hidden behind the cloth wrapped around my form.
It was an elegant yet mysterious cloak with red and gold symbols etched into it with boots and gloves that covered my form.
Instead of demanding I surrender, they just tried to shoot me. To their surprise and my amusement the shot went right through where my heart would be. The blaster bolt sunk into the cloak like it was quicksand and popped out the other side, impacting a pillar on the walkway.
The others opened fire as well, all trying to shoot me. It wasn’t hard with Haki active to know where they intended to shoot me, and I simply used Kamui on that specific part of my body to conserve stamina. It cost less but still could be taxing if abused.
The Mandalorians continued to fight, stepping back to get to cover, but they never once stopped shooting. That was until I simply phased into the ground. They stopped, and the quiet tension grew as the seconds ticked on.
A circle was formed, and they all moved so that their backs were facing one another. “That was rude.”
They all turned and aimed at me simultaneously. “Oh? Glad to see you're all smart enough to realize you would shoot each other. So you do have some working brain cells.”
The group tensed before moving away from me and positioning themselves where they wouldn’t hit one another should they open fire again. Before the group could even get a chance to open fire, I moved. Faster than any of them could hope to react by simply using a completed Sun Breathing, I moved to each of them, and with a single chop of my hand without Nen enhancing it through Ren, I dented their armor and sent each of them collapsing to the ground.
I walked by them with one of them shakily aiming her blaster pistol up towards my back. I paused mid-step and lazily turned my head towards her. “I won’t kill you like I did your ancestors. You're not worthy of that privilege, but you are potentially worthy of a fate worse than death.”
My warning didn’t deter the woman who continued to try and raise her only good arm while she struggled to remain upright enough to even aim. A blaster shot fired mere inches from my head.
“Enough. So you're the one Jabba had said wanted to speak with me and the others. You would do well not to attack my people or those of the other clans.” A man with blonde hair almost reminiscent of a pompadour steps forward, helmet off and hand on a blaster pistol. “So far it isn’t doing you any favors.”
He glared at me with several more Mandalorians beside him. I threw my head back and laughed at him. It wasn’t a genuine laugh, but with my acting skills, it wasn’t that hard to sell it.
“And I am absolutely certain that will change with what is being offered. Of course, like I tell everyone, your people shot first.” I blurred forward before he could do anything. My hand rested on his shoulder, giving the armor plates a light squeeze with the various Mandalorians aiming their weapons at me.
“Be grateful I don’t put them or you down for attempting to recreate your old ancestors' idea of what it means to be a Mandalorian. I spent far too long killing them like rabid beasts, and I don’t need a repeat of that war. Now, it’s best we get this meeting under way.”
I threw back the hood, revealing an older-style Mandalorian mask modeled after the most iconic figure that wore one. Every one of them paused, even Vizla, who looked ready to shoot me for even touching his shoulder pad, gave pause. My cloak whipped lightly behind me as I walked past them like a boss.
Chaos Gacha:
[Fire Release Jutsu Scroll]
|Epic Item|
Naruto - A large scroll containing information on all Fire Release Jutsu recorded inside up to A rank that allows the user to study and train to learn the Fire Jutsu that are recorded inside. Those without the user's permission cannot understand what is inside the scroll.
[Obito's Mangekyo Sharingan Right]
|Legendary Ability|
Naruto - You possess the Right eye of Obito Uchiha, granting you access to half of the Kamui technique and all the benefits of the Sharingan such as incredible visual prowess and instant memorization. With the left eye, you get access to a short version of the Kamui at any time, granting you access to an endless pocket dimension in your Left eye. You can transport yourself into the Kamui to move across the real world by moving through it and leaving in a different location. You can also semi-transport yourself into the Kamui to render yourself intangible at the cost of stamina. Lastly, you can also send objects you are touching into the Kamui realm.
[Tinker - Ecology]
|Rare Ability|
Allows you to build, construct, and design contraptions or machines that deal with Nature, utilising, helping and benefiting from it. You can create Bio-Domes, incredibly efficient fertilisers, animal lures and foods, very efficient solar panels and geothermal reactors, terraforming equipment and much more.
