V.1-C.27│Jedi Order III│

Night cycle, Coruscant.

Having just arrived as the giant city spanning across the planet slumbers or at least tries to sleep as there are still multiple vehicles and sounds produced throughout, the ship transporting Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan and Anakin arrives.

"Coruscant sure is mesmerizing to look at sometimes dont you think?" Anakin says out loud.

"It is a sight to see for sure but instead of looking around we should head for the Jedi temple. There you will get your very own quarters to live and sleep in and the next day someone will escort you to the area you need to go." Qui-Gon tells Anakin.

"Ok." Anakin responds with a short reply.

They had to take a transport vehicle to take them towards the Jedi temple. As the three of them enter said vehicle Obi-Wan speaks towards the driver. "Take us to the Jedi temple."

The driver responds. "Righto."

Driving through the high-rise buildings and the air-lane traffic that is congested, they take their time getting back to the temple tired mentally from the long journey and the events that had happened through the past few days.

Obi-Wan decides to question Anakin about a few things. "Anakin, I heard that you quite the good empath and telepathic person."

"From what I know that is true."

"Tell me how you do it, I would like to learn how you hide yourself within the Force. It is quite powerful and would be useful, no doubt in any future mission I partake in."

"It is not something that can be instantly recreated from my understanding. It would take alot of time and patience with a high degree of talent in psychic abilities related to the mind." Anakin replies as Qui-Gon just listens to the conversation between the two with mild interest.

"Is that right? I guess that is too bad." Obi-Wan finishes because despite his patient nature he is not that talented with psychic abilities. His talents lay within dueling and even then he still has much to learn.

"The Jedi basically do what I do already anyway, from what I have been recently informed on by Master Qui-Gon was that the Jedi meditate alot and this is not too much different from my methods." Anakin continues. "It is just the way my powers have progressed are different from what would be considered normal."

"That is fine. I was just curious as to your abilities and if there was a way to replicate its effects."

"We are nearly there." Qui-Gon speaks up after Obi-Wan finishes.

Looking out towards the Jedi temple, Anakin can say that the grandeur will probably not be lost to him.

'I know I would probably not be able to reform the Jedi in any capacity really but that doesn't mean they should be left to die. Well, at least the children should live the massacre. In fact I could probably stop Sidious' plan for the clones.'

'What's more is that I could bring over the clones to my side and have them respect me just as they did the original. I wouldn't mind a few extra comrades.'

The transport vehicle stops at the dock, the two Jedi Knights and one Padawan exit the vehicle. "Where is my pay." The driver asks a little brashly.

Qui-Gon gives the man some credits before he zooms away leaving the Jedi behind. "Right this way then." Qui-Gon directs as Anakin and Obi-Wan follow along.

Walking towards the Jedi Orders entrance Anakin starts to mentally communicate with HK-47. 'HK did you do what I requested of you?'

'Yes Master, I have successfully transported the deactivated droids left on Naboo.' HK responds immediately.

'Good, very good. You have done well, you can go back to your primary directive and await for further instructions.'

'Yes Master.' HK responds as Anakin cuts off the connection.

What were the Naboo going to do with all those droids except recycle them all into scrap and maybe sell them off. Which they did sell the droids but instead of making a huge scale sale to some corporation publicly, Anakin had convinced Padme to give him the droids.

Specifically he had said his mother, Shmi would pay for the droids through an official request. This would allow Padme to make some economic recovery to help aid the rebuilding efforts and would help Anakin further increase his droid army.

It makes it all the easier that the droid army left on Naboo is directly connected to the control ship he had stolen.

Something interesting had also happened with the droids, specifically the droids on Dathomir he has stashed. The elite droids he had created had started to worship him in a weird way, proclaiming him as their god and creator.

Which technically he is, but they had started developing their own culture truly turning them into a society ready to emerge.

Anakin's not complaining as he saw no problems with this, the elite droids he created, at least to him were now full living beings and it seems they have appreciated his efforts to help them develop on their own.

To have their own freedoms and liberties. Fortunately they do not see Anakin in a negative light considering he controls them and the un-living droids but in fact encourage what they had started to call 'being blessed.'

He had seen this himself, and reports were coming in from his new minion, Grievous.

"Right, Obi-Wan you can go. I have to take Anakin here to his new accommodation."

"Yes Master."

"You do not need refer to me that way anymore Obi-Wan, you have rightfully earned yourself the title of Jedi Knight." Qui-Gon says proudly.

"Thank you, but I do not think I will ever see you as anything less."

"Right, go on then." Qui-Gon exasperatedly replies.

"Ok, I will be heading off now, and Anakin why dont you come see me sometime. I am sure I could also help you in your studies if you would like, maybe explain a few things." Obi-Wan starts to walk off in the direction of his own accommodation with a hop in his step.

"I would like that, thank you." Anakin politely replies.

After Obi-Wan leaves the two Qui-Gon directs Anakin. "Come on, this way then." After a brisk walk over to the room assigned to Anakin Qui-Gon speaks.

"Here you are then. For now this is your room here at the Jedi Temple."

"Thank you, Master."

Smiling, Qui-Gon replies. "You should get some rest now, you have had a long past few days and your troubles will not stop there. You still have much to learn."

"Ok, I will head in now. Goodbye." Anakin enters his new housing for the foreseeable future as Qui-Gon heads off to his own room, no doubt wanting to catch up on some much needed sleep.

'This is quite spartan, but what did I expect from the Jedi? At least I can decorate this place however I want.'

The walls, ceiling and floor were a standard white color. There were no decorations and very limited space but enough for a bed, various drawers a closet and some leftover room for himself.

'I think I will head to bed for now. I think it is about time I have some normal dreams for now.'

Anakin hops on the spartan like bed and falls asleep not bothering to enter a meditative state seeking some normal sleep.

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Day cycle, Coruscant.

Opening his eyes, Anakin gets up off of the bed. 'I feel pretty well rested. I guess it is time I make my debut?'

Looking towards his own internal clock he would say it is about early sunrise. The reason Anakin needs less sleep than the average Human was his telepathic abilities reinforcing his mind and in fact he could completely go without sleep if he just meditates two hours everyday.

Deciding that waiting around was quite boring he decides to connect with HK through the mental link he has and starts to get a report of the daily building slave uprising on Tatooine.

The slaves turned workers that remain on the planet were those most invested in the free the slaves movement. It was quite underground, at least for now but they knew someone was sponsoring them.

'I cant possibly buy every slave as there are some very disturbed individuals whom would not release them.'

Not all slavers were kind or generous enough to bargain away their slaves and not all of the slaves that were owned by the same person were for sale, so they needed some other way out of their situation.

One such situation had occurred when he was younger that had to do with a special race of a Human-like species known as Ghostlings. In fact he had rescued a young princess, the very same young princess of that Ghostling species along with other captives.

It was easy enough and thankfully he had built up enough resources and power to safely secure the children otherwise it would have been harder to help them out. He would still do it of course but with much more caution.

'Anyway, I think I had gained an admirer. I believe it was the very same princess I had indirectly rescued and from what I knew I had decided to capitalize on this hero worship.'

'Getting another ally is all the more good for me but I doubt her childish affection still holds after all these years. Maybe the feelings of gratitude but puppy love wont be there to blind her.'

Meditating some more, Anakin reflected on his progress with the mental arts he had developed, or more like redeveloped for the Force.

The levels indicated by him were a very vague standard and was not a perfect classification of the developed powers he would gain and continuously grow in strength.

The mind arts were a very hard thing to practice and after his initial momentum it had slowed down quite a bit.

His mastery through his mind had thankfully gone as far to the master grade but his mental intrusion Force technique had stagnated simply because he felt it wrong to just willy nilly invade a persons mind with a technique that could make them brain-dead.

It was a dangerous technique he had developed and could be deployed in combative situations to put others into a sort of trance. An illusion or can straight up rip the mind of another apart so he was not without a means to protect himself.

His mental capacity had expanded to allow him parallels thoughts where there are technically two of him that is active at the same time. His mind has been accelerated beyond belief just through Telepathy alone not including the benefits of the ritual.

And even though the passive emotion sensing ability is rather annoying with him having limited control over his emotion sensing capabilities, it could overwhelm him if he is not careful. At least that was how it was at the start.

Now he would be safe from the emotions given off by anyone really.

Mechu-Deru had come a long way as well, what with the massive amount of droids, ships and other technologies he has connected himself to he is certainly in a good position with it. Other branches he has started developing to this technique was what he referred to as a virus.

Instead of having to be near something to take it over he would implant a virus based off of his Force signature, capture and reprogram a device or computer based systems.

This essentially allows him to bypass alot of systems put in place to protect against attacks of this nature, except his was through the Force and normal technology has no chance of resisting his control.

If another person through the Force has control of a droid he would be unable to control it unless he is stronger, has time and the necessary skill, or the original user is killed or disconnects from said thing.

'That about settles everything, but this is only the beginning. Well, technically I began nearly as soon as I was born but that is besides the point. I can now finally expand my knowledge of the Force and learn properly.'

'I have grand plans and dont plan to stop with just the Force itself. There is a glaring flaw with most Force-sensitives and that is despite being pretty overpowered compared to the average being, their bodies lack great strength and endurance.'

'This is something I will have to change, at least for myself and this would require some Force abilities that I would need to experiment with or I will have to look into advanced technologies. An example being something like nanites introduced into my system reinforcing, healing and making my body stronger.'

'For something like this, it would probably not take to long to develop, because I do have something similar in the works.'

As Anakin is still meditating, going over his progress a knock at the door could be heard disrupting his thought process.

'O well, I guess it is time to get busy again.'