Chapter One: The Lost Padawan

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In a Galaxy Far, Far away.

Deep within the Abregado-rae System, The planet Abregado was a Lawless planet, mostly out of the eye of the Jedi. Due to their lawlessness, Bounty Hunters and Bandits battle Alike. The only seemingly civil place was its spaceport, and most importantly there, was an Orohan. Barely the age of 15, he was a stellar pilot of a small Scrapship he uses to travel the Atmosphere.

Sitting inside a small home, he was next to a desk full of small scrap gizmos and devices he's been working on. Explosives, EMPs, all made from scrap. He was working on a new form of blaster rifle. Overheating the thermal charge to blast beams. His intrigue was suddenly cut off by a communications he's getting from a broken T-7 Model. It was a wry voice.

"If it isn't my favorite scrapper!" They said, "how are you (Y/n)." They ask, (Y/n) halts his work and looks up at the Droid Model.

"What do you want?" He replies, and the being was revealed to be a man.

"I... I might have some information you'll enjoy.." he offers.

"Let me guess, you want me to clear a debt you have with a bounty hunter?" He asks. It was awkward silence until the man grumbles.

"Fine, yeah.. Settle my Debt with Ohm Fett, and I'll inform you of a Certain perished Jedi fleet... scrap waiting to be bought." He said, the offer was tempting, and (Y/n) thought about it for a moment. He gave the okay and sent the Credits.

"Alright, where's the Haul?" He said, and the man chuckled.

"Alright, near Anza itself in our System, seems the Separatist Ship laid waste to some Jedi, the haul there would be pretty pricy.." he says, (Y/n) stood up and headed out. Outside of his home rested a rusty ship, meant mainly to haul scrap but added a few additions to firepower. Leaping inside he checks all before heading off, "Capacitor looks good, Gyro is stable..  ready for takeoff." The ship begins to lift and takeoff. Flying though the atmosphere and breaking into space, the Young boy flies off to find his haul.

Traveling the darkness of space his eyes focus on a few things, planets, particularly the sun, but what came into his view was a whirlwind of rubble and scrap. Space was always quiet, a void of stars and darkness. (Y/n)'s eyes went up as he saw the Starfighter ship in ruins, but hopefully chunks are still in place, old droids, Starship parts, all worth the grab.

"Perfect. Alright.." he flies closer to the wreckage, but he wasn't prepared for the helmet of a Clone Trooper to hit his window.

"Woah! Hm... that's new." He closes in to the wreckage to check the insides that's been torn out by some high damage lasers, but his communication device begins to go awry. He turns it on and hears a distressing message.

"This is Pod 1977, The droids are hunting
for survivors. They're cutting through!" The voice said, (Y/n) looks at the potential haul and back to the communicatior, he sighs and jerks the Ship and flies into the direction of the signal, soaring past the Starship he comes across a droid Pod destroyer making its way to another escape pod. He begins to turn on his communication.

"Whoevers in that pod, hold on!" He flies towards them, after hitting a switch, a panel under his ship opens up and a large flat magnet disk hangs from a strong cable. Attaching to the Pod he flies off with them. He begins to swerve and go though the graveyard of Ships, the Droid Pod destroyer on his tail. A few B-1's fire off, each shot barely catching his ship.

"They aren't gonna let me go easy, can't bring them home with them on my trail... time to send them to a scrap heap." He shifts gears and activates his trap, a back panel opens up inside the ship and bundles of halfmade bombs await, they stay in orbit until the Pod Destroyer runs into them.

"Wait wait waiiiii—" one Droid tries to fly away but gets caught in the explosions, (Y/n) sighs with relief and opens communication back with the Pod.

"You should be fine now; we'll head back to the local planet." He ends it and takes the Pod back to the planet, slowly descending back into the atmosphere, he calmly lands the Ship and the cargo he was holding. Ashely he kept out of the Cockpit, the Door to the escape pod opened, it was three Clones, and more importantly a Kel Dor. A Race of sentient Aliens. He saved, Jedi.

"We owe you our lives young one." He said, (Y/n) dusts his hands off. "I just need my credits.." he responds coldly. "You can use my communicator to notify your Jedi friends." He walks away to his home, but it was too late as another ship was making its landing known. Only a few feet away, a ship lands and a pair exit from it. A human like him and a Togruta. A young one at that, perhaps his age.

"Master Plo Koon!" She said, and Master Plo gives a wave of encouragement. "Hello Padawan."

"Padawan, guess they're Jedi Too.." he thinks.

"Master Skywalker tried to find your signal in the wreckage but it was lost, thank goodness you wound up here safe." She spoke. Plo turns to (Y/n).

"We are alive thanks to this young one, he flew his ship, saved us from space and the droids." He said, Master Skywalker and The Padawan look at him.

"Then we should thank you." The man said, "I take credits, helping Jedi is dangerous.." (Y/n) said and the older Jedi squints, sensing something about him. He calmly picks up a rock.

"Master Anakin?" She asks with concern, Anakin hurls the rock at him. Everyone watches until (Y/n) turns and puts his hand up, suddenly the rock stops. They all watch as the young man uses the force itself, the rock drops down and he looks at all of them.

"You're.. a Force User." The Padawan said.

"Not by choice.." he replies and Anakin steps up. "Your parents must also be Jedi then, who were they?" He asks, (Y/n) scoffs and looks Anakin right in the eyes.

"My mother and father aren't Jedi, they died because of the Jedi. Because of you all.." he turns to leave.

"I don't want the credits now, just leave." He demands, but Anakin stops him.

"Why... why do you blame us for your parents?" (Y/n) heard this question and took a deep breath.

"When I was a child I had basic force abilities... I learned from a Jedi who crashed on this planet years ago when I was ten. My mother and father helped him, because they felt it was the right thing to do...he also felt the force within me and taught me how to push and pull, he soon left back for the republic. Days later, A Separatist convoy came here, asking about the location of a Jedi, and my parents didn't tell them anything... you can guess what happened to them." He gave his story, a tragic one, but none too uncommon in this world.

"My Family died doing the right thing, helping Jedi." He walks off, Anakin looks down, reflecting on the young man's words. He then turns to his Padawan.

"Ashoka, take master Plo and the Clones to the ship, I'd like to speak with the boy by himself." He orders, Ashoka follows and leads master Plo and the others away, anakin and (Y/n) are now alone.

"What's your last Name?" Anakin asks, "Kexus" (Y/n) replies. "(Y/n) Kexus sounds like a formidable Jedi.."

"What's your point?" (Y/n) yelled.

"My point, is that your strengths shouldn't wallow on some planet, especially for what you've been through. The Sith attacked your family because they know the Jedi are the only ones who can stop them. The scrap you used to build the ship, same stuff I used to make a Protocol Droid.. you have skills, skills you can use to avenge your family." Anakin offers, "Thought peace was your Jedi motto." (Y/n) replies sarcastically.

"It is... but that doesn't mean you have to be pure of heart to be Jedi.. we need strong people to save this Galaxy.. you could help do that, and make those pay for what they did." Anakin said, and (Y/n) stood in the wind for what seemed to be forever, until he turned to Anakin.

"Do you mean it? Vengeance against the Sith? Can I truly have that?"

"I don't see why not." Anakin replies, "your feelings can be used for good." (Y/n) closed his eyes and took a moment to consider.

"...Fine.. I'll join, I'll make every Sith Pay." He said, Anakin nods.

"Good, follow us to our Ship, and May the Force be with you."

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