The senate is already under Shinra's control and the rumor is that the dark side is with them. Is another empire on its way? Final Fantasy VII in the Star Wars universe.
Episode 01: Information
The hutt growled and in a low voice made noises that resembled the name of Reno. The red haired human merely laughed and pushed a cadet aside.
"Sir!" The cadet protested.
"Go take a break, get a drink or something. I don't need to be followed," Reno motioned towards the bar; the Seventh Heaven was very well known in Mos Eisley, the infamous Tatooine space port. A human girl was behind the bar, breaking all standard by allowing droids to enter the establishment. A blond man with a large sword stood in a corner, watching over the happenings and making sure things didn't get out of hand.
"But sir," the unwise cadet continued to protest.
"Yes, sir," another cadet grabbed his companion's arm and dragged him to join the others at the bar.
"Where's the cargo, Reno!" The hutt growled in his language, but the red head was used to it and understood him perfectly.
"The Chancellor gave me a better offer," Reno dismissed the hutt and walked away.
"Come back here!" The giant worm protested. "The price on your head will be so big that-"
"That bounty hunters would go as far as to defy the Supreme Chancellor? All of the senate is under the protection of the dark side of the Force; don't you know why they're here?" By 'they,' Reno referred to the cadets, which the hutt had been ignoring.
"Is it true? It can't be!" The hutt was left to wonder, while the human joined the other men at the bar.
Supreme Chancellor Shinra had recently died; with his son Rufus filling in on the last minute, until a new chancellor was elected. The senate ended up electing Rufus himself as the new chancellor and that's when the rumors began. They said the senate was being protected by the dark side of the Force, even if such a thing as the Force should no longer exist.
They said a Sith Lord was behind all of it, working for the new young chancellor, or maybe controlling him. They said the Chancellor's bodyguard, Sephiroth, was secretly the one known as Darth Meteor. But no one dared speak of such rumors above a whisper.
One thing was for sure, the senate had changed. New members had been strategically brought in to help manipulate it, occasionally pretending to be pawns to the larger star systems, only to lead them where the one in charge wanted them to be. Those who infiltrated the senate were the Supreme Chancellors advisors; a supposedly neutral party called Turks, Reno was one of them.
In truth the Turks were more so more of Rufus' bodyguards and were anything but neutral. All Reno did during those boring meetings and lay back and place his feet on the edge of his pod, effectively annoying every other member of the senate. While some saw him as a disrespectful brat, others saw him as an opportunity. Apparently, he couldn't care less about the senate and thus they thought his vote could be easily bought. The assumption only made him a better spy.
There were days when Reno actually missed working for the hutts. There were more explosions and less secrecy. But his job really wasn't all that bad, save for the cadets that followed him as much as they followed the protocol, even if in the event of any attacks, they would just get in the way.
Seeing as his useless bodyguards were busy enjoying their drinks, Reno snuck off to purposely annoy the hutts and cause some trouble, because life as a spy in the senate was quieter than he had imagined, at least for now. Either way, he missed the reckless excitement.
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It was easy for Reno to make his way to the hutt's home in the dune sea. He knew the place quite well. Today music was not playing and the main entrance was tightly closed. "Hello? Anyone home?"
A tiny camera above the door focused on Reno. He looked up at the camera, wondering why the security had increased so much. Though he couldn't hear it from outside, there was an argument going on inside, about if he should be allowed to come in or not. Finally a voice was heard. "Have you come as an ally, Reno?"
Reno knew they wouldn't let him in otherwise and he wondered why the hutts were so worried. "Sure, I'm here as an ally. I came to save you from impending doom, for a price."
The doors opened and Reno was allowed to go inside. Not too long ago, a hutt was threatening him, and now they were scared. "If you win, you will be greatly rewarded."
"I'll win alright," but Reno's victory would not necessarily mean a victory for the hutts. "Why the sudden fear?" Since the death of their leader Java, many years ago before Reno was born, back when the last Jedi still lived, the hutts had been losing power. But even so, they were not this scared a little earlier.
"I heard about it at the Seventh Heaven," one of the hutts spoke. Admittedly the Seventh Heaven was the best place to find information in all of Tatooine, and possibly in that entire side of the galaxy. "Someone warned me that Darth Meteor was coming to kill all the hutts."
"Darth Meteor, from the Sith?" Reno laughed. "Both the Sith and the Jedi are extinct, the rumors about the senate and the dark side are only rumors."
The hutt assigned to watch the main entrance through the camera spoke up in alarm. "He's here! He's here! Darth Meteor arrived!"
Another other hutt, the current leader, addressed Reno, "do your job well and you will be generously rewarded, if not, you'll die with us."
"That reward better be good," though as far as Reno knew, both the Jedi and the Sith were extinct, light sabers still existed and Reno had one. The blue light saber was of standard length, glowing brightly despite its years. It had belonged to a Jedi in the past. Lost in battle, the light saber changed owners many times before it ended up in Reno's hands.
A circle was shaped around the main door, the laser blade of a light saber cutting through the thick metal quite easily. A man with long silver hair, wearing black, entered the hutt's property and Reno instantly recognized him. "Sephiroth," he was Rufus' bodyguard. "Why are you here?"
"To eliminate the hutts, I was not supposed to be expected," the silver light saber Sephiroth wielded was far longer than a regular one, extending five times as far. "You are in my mission territory."
"Got it, time to leave," paying no attention to the hutts, Reno walked away. He and Sephiroth were on the same side, they both worked for Chancellor Rufus, they were both helping build another empire, and there was no reason to get in the way of one another. Though Reno did take some riches on the way out, it's not like the hutts would need the treasures in their graves.
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Reno loaded the loot into his hover car and headed back in the general direction of the space port, but changed course when he saw a jawa transport in the distance. He didn't get the much needed entertainment from the hutts, but maybe he would find some interesting gadget with the jawas.
Upon noticing the approaching hover car, the jawa transport stopped at the possibility of a customer, one of the jawas ushered some droids out and lined them up in from of Reno, but what really caught Reno's attention, was that the jawa's eyes did not glow. He pretended to examine a robot and with a quick movement pulled the jawa's hood down to find that he was not a jawa at all. "Why is a human boy pretending to be a jawa?"
"Stop it, let go!" The boy tried to put the hood back on, but Reno wouldn't let it go.
Reno looked at the boy, kneeling down to eye level, "I'm curious, why are you with the jawas?"
The boy did not reply, and instead attacked by sticking two fingers in Reno's nose. Reno was taken by surprised, stumbled back and fell, while the boy rushed inside.
"Come back here you little brat!" Reno held his pained nose.
A real jawa explained in a squeaky voice in his own language, "we took care of that boy, so he is in debt to us until he pays for his expenses, that is why he works for us."
"The brat has guts, I'll give him that," Reno retrieved a small trunk from his hover car and opened it, revealing the hutt treasures inside. "How about this for the boy."
The jawas were very exited with the trade and it showed. "Yes! Yes!" The leader signaled for another to get the boy and bring him back outside.
"What's going on?" The boy didn't know about the deal the jawas were so exited about.
"I paid your debt kid, so your debt is with me now," Reno explained. "The first thing you have to do is stop pretending to be a jawa."
The boy removed his hood, "are you planning to give me a job to repay you?"
"Actually, I'm going to pass on your debt to someone else. Don't worry about it kid, that person is very kind and will forgive your debt and free you," Reno got into the hover car and waited for the boy to get in as well, then left the jawas to their celebration of having obtained rare hutt riches. Little did they know that hutt currency would be worthless after their extinction was announced. It was convenient than in their fear they all gathered together for their easy elimination by Sephiroth.
"Why not just free me yourself?" The boy asked as they sped away in the hover car.
"I need information," it was clear that Reno he would not elaborate. Instead he changed the subject, "what's your name kid?"
"Denzel," the boy replied, "and you are?"
"Reno of the Turks," to admit he was a Turk on such a remote planet had little meaning. He could announce it at the top of his lungs in the public plaza and no one would care. It would be a different story if he was in Coruscant, he couldn't even whisper about being a Turk then. The Turks as those who infiltrated, spied and manipulated the senate, would always be denied, even if everyone knew it was true, to the public eye, the Turks were merely the chancellor's advisors and most of an opportunity for bribery that no merchant would pass up.
However, Denzel was better informed than most of the locals. "Will there be another empire? I don't like the idea, but the republic has been ignoring Tatooine so it can't get worse, maybe it'll get better. I heard someone from the Sith is getting rid of the hutts, if they made a new trade federation, it wouldn't have been good anyway."
After the fall of the empire, Tatooine continued being an autonomous planet, though due to it's desert nature, it was not rich in resources and could not compete with the alliance of the new republic. The hutts began to form a new trade federation and the Chancellor eliminated them. The rest of the people of Tatooine opposed no resistance, since they knew the hutts would abuse any power they might obtain.
"I see," Reno wondered what else civilians could have heard. "Got any more information like that?"
"Just rumors, I heard that someone might turn up that will change things in the senate, break a tie or something like that," Denzel didn't have all the details.
"I heard about it and that's why I'm here," Reno voiced.
"All of this isn't free you know, I expect you to lower my debt," Denzel didn't want to be a slave forever.
"Don't worry kid, you'll be free to go in no time," Reno assured.
The senate was at a tie, which left the choices up to the Chancellor, the tie breaker. But if some long lost leader, representing a big enough star system in the new republic's territory asked to join the senate, the request could not be denied. If that person sided against Rufus, it could be troublesome. Reno had to find out if such a person existed and gain a new ally or eliminate a new enemy.
Reno was certain the bartender of the Seventh Heaven knew, but she wouldn't tell. Denzel was the perfect mode of persuasion, Reno had seen a little girl living at the Seventh Heaven before, and he believed Tifa, the bartender, had a liking towards children. If Reno offered to trade a boy who would otherwise be a slave for information, Tifa would not waste the chance to accept the trade and gain the boy's debt so she may free him.
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"Sir!" The annoying cadets surrounded Reno again, as he returned to the Seventh Heaven.
Reno rolled his eyes and started an improvised act. "I think I was followed!" He pretended to be out of breath, as if he has ran back all the way. "The hutts they're out there, they're here in Mos Eisley, they're trying to kill me, find them quick!"
The cadets started to run around like crazy little ants, scrambling to search the city. One of them paused, "what about you Senator Reno?"
Reno cringed, "what have I told you about calling me senator?" He didn't like formal titles, especially titles that were a mere cover for his real job. "I can tolerate sir, but I prefer Reno and can't stand senator."
"Yes, sir Reno!" The cadet saluted.
"So now I'm a knight?" Reno shook his head. "Go join the others searching for what can't be found, if they come here, that guy will get rid of them," Reno looked towards the blond man with the large sword.
"Yes, sir Reno and we will find them!" The cadet rushed out.
"Don't call me sir Reno!" Reno didn't know how he put up with those idiots.
"The hutts are not really coming, are they?" Cloud, the man with spiky blond hair and a large rusted but sharp sword, walked over.
"The hutts are probably dead by now," Reno sounded indifferent.
"So it was true, killed by Darth Meteor," Cloud looked displeased.
"Why do I get the feeling you don't approve?" Reno asked, "as far as I know, the locals don't like the hutts."
"I don't," Cloud assured, "but I dislike the Sith even more. I wish to be a Jedi."
"A Jedi? The Jedi and the Sith are extinct, but if it's a light saber you want to replace that old sword, then you can probably find one sold as a collector's item in the open market. I have one too," Reno showed him the light saber, the name 'Secura' was carved into the handle.
"Who is Secura?" Cloud asked.
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Reno remembered when he first tried to find out who that Secura had been, out of curiosity. He had gone to the archives, he ran in like it was nobody's business and an old librarian yelled at top of his lungs, "no running!"
Reno slowed to a walk; he would think such a place would be quieter than this, "I'm looking for information on Secura."
"Don't speak so loudly, you must keep your voice down!" The old librarian yelled.
"But you just yelled," Reno pointed out, somewhat amused.
"Me? Oh, my name is Bugenhagen. What's your name, child?" The old man asked.
Reno considered protesting about being called a child, but compared to that old fossil, anyone was a child. "Reno, and I'm looking for information about Secura."
"Speak up boy; ever since the doctor removed what little midiclorians I had left in my blood, I'm not the way I used to be. Parasites, ha! Sure my geostigma was cure with the midiclorians gone, but they were not the cause in the first place," the old man rambled.
"Didn't you just tell me to keep my voice down? I'm Reno and I'm looking for Secura."
"Secura? Is that your girlfriend? I haven't seen any young girls come here today," Bugenhagen starting walking, assuming Reno would follow along.
"She's not my girlfriend; I don't even know who this Secura person is. It was Jedi who died long ago, the owner of my light saber," Reno was somewhat amused by the old man's antics.
"So you want to be a Jedi to avenge your girlfriend's death? No, no, no, the Sith takes revenge, the Jedi only return, they don't take revenge," Bugenhagen was lost in his own interpretation of things.
"Right, I'm going to find the information myself, never mind," Reno headed off to a terminal.
Bugenhagen looked a bit confused, "mines? I suppose you could train in mines." Reno was already gone.
Reno didn't find a lot of information about Jedi Secura, he was just curious and a picture accompanied by a full name was all it took to satisfy that curiosity.
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"Some blue Jedi chick," Reno replied to Cloud's question about 'Secura' being carved in his light saber. "Her first name was Aayla, she was killed when the Sith got rid of the Jedi council years ago."
"The Jedi will always return," Cloud was sure of it. One day he would join his friend Zack who had gone off to become a Jedi in an unknown far off place.
"Right," Reno didn't sound like he believed it.
Denzel finally spoke up, "I think they will come back."
"I guess you'll get along well with these people," Reno looked at Tifa, who had been listening while simultaneously tending to her customers the entire time. "About the one who can break the tie in the senate, tell me and this slave boy is yours, to free or to keep as you wish."
Tifa looked at Denzel then at Reno, "They say that the rightful heir to Grimore's throne was involved in some trouble with a Sith Lord, trying to save a lady. The rumor is that the lady was either locked away on Naboo or killed by the Sith Lord. Grimore's son, if he still lives, is imprisoned on Mustafar."
The information was better than Reno had thought, "good doing business with you," he fully intended to leave the cadets behind when he left, so Reno was in a hurry to sneak away. "I guess this means your debt belongs to Tifa now, Denzel."
Tifa looked at the boy with gentle eyes, "your debt is forgiven, you can go home."
"I'm free? Thanks! But I don't have a place to go," Denzel was homeless, that's how he ended up in the care of the jawas.
"You do now, welcome to the family, I'm Tifa and this is Cloud," Tifa noticed a little girl peeking from behind the counter, even if she was told not to wander into the bar, it could be a dangerous place, "and this is Marlene."
To be Continued
Disclaimer, I do not own Final Fantasy VII or Star Wars.
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