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His eyes slowly cracked open. The hum of a hyperdrive which he had been longing for filled his ears, resonated with his heart and chest. Ento's pain was gone, his mind was clear other than the grogginess that accompanied regaining his consciousness.

"Oi..." He muttered quietly under his breath, though the pain was gone, his entire body felt stiff as if he had been laying in the same position for hours. Yet... Something was soft.

As he rolled his head, in place, he could feel a fabric under his head and warmth.

A petite hand lightly rested on one side of his head and he stared forward towards the viewport window, the front of the cockpit. Obiwan Kenobi's legs could be seen hanging from the pilot's seat, but he was facing the holographic projector in the center of the room, obscuring Ento's view.

If Obiwan was there, and Jin was not, who was holding his head? The hands felt familiar and for a brief instant, he had forgotten the still new feeling of Padmé's hand.

Ento coming to the realization that he was on the floor and in her lap, didn't move. He just allowed her hand to slightly travel along the side of his face. It felt as if she was trying to calm him even though there was nothing to calm him for.

"Master," Obiwan was speaking to someone it seemed, or multiple people. Ento didn't lift his head to check, but he could see the light emitting from the projector in the corner of his eye. "I am on my way to the Jedi Temple with the Assailant's corpse and lightsaber ahead of Qui Gon Jin and the others."

"Hm... A user of the dark side of the force you believe this person is? Kill him, Qui Gon, did?" A green hermit spoke, leaning on its cane. It had an almost football shaped head and long pointed ears. It was Grand Master Yoda of the Jedi Council.

"Yes Master Yoda, with the aid of a boy about the beginning age of a Padawan Learner," he bowed his head lightly as he spoke with the Master. "He used the force to destroy a Dark Sider's weapon..."

"Hrrmmm. Skilled in the force this boy is... Yes, hrrrm." Yoda shifted as he spoke.

Obiwan rested his arms on the chair he was seated upon. "He has the uncanny ability to manipulate electronics... Machines. I can feel his presence throughout the ship, as if he had left an imprint."

"Power of the dark side of the force is it? Hrmmm." The Grand Master sounded almost unsettled hearing a boy capable of doing such a thing. Though he was indeed impressed by such a feat.

"No Master Yoda, I feel... Just the Force." Obiwan's voice sounded curious his eyes subtly traveling towards Ento as he spotted his foot shift slightly. A brow raised, but his attention went back to the projector.

"Master Jedi," Padmé announced her presence, calling Yoda's attention to her.

The short green Jedi turned and looked to the girl who would appear before him on his end. Clearing his throat, he raised a brow. His eyes were on Ento who was resting on her lap.

He blinked twice and leaned forward slightly observing the boy. He was awake, but hardly moving and his eyes seemed clear as day. "Asked of me, have you...?"

"My name is Padmé, he's been laying like this for hours and hasn't woken up. Is there any--"

"I am awake..." Ento uttered quietly, though he still hardly moved, "My body is just too stiff to move at the moment..." He didn't have much trouble breathing, which was nice, allowing him to talk.

"You're awake? For how long!?" Padmé's head pitched down at him, blinking several times.

"Thirty seconds...?" Ento blinked feeling her hand press into the side of his face, making a rather obscure and silly expression due to the pressure.

Master Yoda couldn't help but chuckle lightly at the events before him, seeing the two teenagers. "Hrrmmm. Friendly you two are, Indeed. Hehe."

Ento would slowly raise his head from the brunette's lap, sitting upself up beside her, the back of his neck resting easily against the nearest passenger seat.

There was a total of six passenger seats, and one pilot seat. The entire cockpit could fit a number of people, even if they weren't sitting down, due to its size. The lighting was dim, but thanks to the force, that didn't seem to be a problem as his Force Sight far surpassed his Hapan genes.

"Master... Yoda," Ento strained his eyes slightly at the hologram, "I believe I have an idea of who is behind this attack. Behind the one who attacked."

The Master raised a brow at the words he had just shared. A boy from Tatooine who had never been to Coruscant knew of a name? Or was it a face? "You believe this assailant to be what? Hm."

"Sith, I believe them to be Sith."

Silence filled the room. The word Sith hadn't been uttered in such a way for a very long time, not since their end over a thousand years ago. "Convene with the council on your return you must," the green alien glanced over his shoulder towards Obiwan who nodded.

Returning his gaze to the young boy who spoke of this, he gestured towards him with his hand.

"Hrrmmm. Your name youngling what is?" Was the next question he was to ask, wanting to know if he was the child of a Jedi, or at least not know of his family and how to address him.

"Ento Rhade," the teen replied with a dull tone, his eyes shifting over the smaller person.

Yoda stood there, straightening his posture slightly as he heard the surname that came along with the name he was given. "A Jedi Knight Iridon Rhade was, been the padawan to Yaddle and Dooku he had. Hrrmmm. Explains powers, it does..."

Jedi Master Yaddle was a member of the same species, and was known for using little-known and deadly Jedi force powers. Some of those powers may just happen to be just as controversial as the ones he had been using.

Ento nodded his head slowly as he heard the Master of the Order name his father. "He trained me in the ways of the force since I could first comprehend words."

It was clear that he was not only trained in the use of the force two years before most inducted children, but based on the Jedi curriculum, his training was heavily accelerated. Yoda had never known of a normal human child with such exotic powers before the above average age of a Knight.

"Wish to be a Jedi do you? Hmmm."

The boy took in a slow breath staring at the Jedi, before giving a rather stern and roundabout sounding answer, "Probably."

Padmé had been watching him as he sat there beside her. His answer, it almost made her laugh, mostly because of how serious he sounded with a not so committed word.

Yoda though wasn't as reserved and a smile formed over his lips, simpering to himself.

"Hrrmmm. Told me about the cloaking technology Obiwan has. Use it.... A cleared area in the hanger there will be." Yoda spoke as he turned his attention towards Obiwan Kenobi, giving the man a nod. The boy's father had already trained the boy into a viable Padawan, there was no need turning him down as long as he took to the Jedi Code.

"We will arrive shortly, Master Yoda." Obiwan stood from the chair and bowed to the hologram as the transmission then came to an end.

Ento slowly went to stand up, Padmé moving with him as she grasped his arm. Physically he seemed extremely stiff, he began to figure that it was probably more than just laying still that caused this sensation. It was likely the visions did cause him some temporary impairment...

"Ento, are you alright?" Obiwan blinked looking over the boy for a few moments before his eyes flickered over towards Padmé who was holding Ento's arm.

"I'm fine," his eyes moved over towards Padmé as well, as she was supporting him. A faint smile of thanks formed over his lips.

Padmé nodded to him, smiling back.

"We have a few hours, how about you take a seat in a chair?" Obiwan gestured towards the six passenger seats within the starship's cabin.

"Sounds... Like a Good idea..." He turned his head to the side and looked over a seat for a moment, then back towards Padmé. His eyes traced her face, landing on her lips before going back to her eyes.

Padmé wasn't ignorant of where his eyes had paused, or the thoughts she could see swimming in those brilliant hues of his. At this time though, she had other things to focus on, she was currently a Queen and her people were in danger. "Who is the person behind the attacker? Is it the same person who set the blockade over my planet?"

"Sheev Palpatine... Yes, both." These four words which left his mouth, felt like they were going to crush Padmé. Even though she didn't know how he knew the name.

Sheev Palpatine had been grooming her for the past six months. He had been her advisor, and at most, her greatest motivator and sponsor. She trusted him more than just about anyone.

She wanted to yell out and deny it. She wanted to scream that she had been made. This man had fiddled with her ambition, used her as some sort of pawn! He was destroy his own people, her people! How could he? Anger, sadness, a morose cloud of emotions filled her to the point that she was feeling sick.

Helping him over to the seat, she lowered him into the one on the far right side of the cabin from the pilot's seat. "Thank you..." She muttered quietly, now knowing she had been taken for a fool.

She pressed her lips against his forehead for a moment, feeling the warmth, though it was just a way for her to comfort herself he took it as a gesture anyway.

Ento watched as she very slowly moved to the seat beside him and sat down. She was moving so slowly he was pretty sure he could hear 'rusty' bones creaking as they rested on the arms of the chair. He knew she wasn't alright and even though he could feel the emotions seeping off of her, he wasn't going to complicate things.

Padmé seemed to be a woman of duty, even though she was only fourteen years old.

"We could use this ship to destroy the blockade... Without the help of the Senate," Ento immediately suggested as he saw her losing hope of using Palpatine to get Valorum's ear.

Valorum had sent the Jedi, but the Jedi had been attacked and nearly killed. Negotiations never happened and it was all because of Palpatine. "I..."

"You have all the rights to do so," Obiwan glanced up towards both of them from the pilots seat, "The invasion of Naboo isn't legal and you're able to defend yourself and your people."

He had not heard Ento say the Senator's name.

If they were to deviate from their course now, they'd be leaving Jin and the other members of the Naboo on Coruscant without a true Queen. "Ento... If we cannot get support, retaking Naboo by any means necessary, will be our next priority."