The emerald king - Emerald Justice (Patreon)

Quinlan Vos, Fighting Pits, Ryloth

"This dog fought well, Oruba the Hutt is pleased, he wants to buy it and take it to fight in Nul Hutta" said the Trandoshian smugly, looking at Quinlan with obvious greed in his serpentine eyes

"This warrior is expensive, a hundred thousand credits," said the obese Twi'lek

At those words, the bounty hunter snorted and spoke

“I offer you ten thousand credits, and speak well of your warriors to Oruba and Marlo," said the serpentine being

Quinlan watched as the disgusting Twi'lek seemed tempted by the offer, apparently Quinlan's fate would lead him away from his apprentice

However...the Force had other plans

Quinlan felt a disturbance, the light side and the dark side roared in harmony, something never seen before and seconds later

The colosseum, that temple dedicated to death and blood, shook completely, sending the obese Twi'lek and the bounty hunter to the ground, evidently upset

“What the hell was that?” asked the Trandoshian taking out his Blaster and looking up at the ceiling, at the same time that another tremor shook the old roofs, filling the place with dust

"I DON'T KNOW," said the obese Twi'lek and suddenly, screams of agony and blasters began to be heard on the surface, as well as the roar of powerful engines

“Blav, they are attacking us, THEY ARE HERE! The emerald king is here," one of the guards shouted in complete terror, at the same time that powerful explosions were heard on the surface

“WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, STUPID SHIT” said the cowardly Twi'lek, completely distracted, revealing the control of the chip that Quinlan had under his skin and the only thing that kept the obese Twi'lek alive

In an instant, another tremor shook the catacombs where he was locked up, an act that Quinlan took advantage of to distraction and took the control from the absent-minded Twi'lek, and although the Jedi knight wanted to go out and make the insolent imbecile pay for the hell that made him live, he knew perfectly well that it was not the right time

"Come on, we must get out of here," said the Trandoshian, preparing his Blaster and emerging to the surface, where the screams and explosions were still heard

The obese Twi'lek, terrified, simply said

“Hold on! Don't leave me here!” said the damned coward, at the same time as he left the prison, following the bounty hunter

The explosions and tremors continued, it was evident that the "city" was under attack

The question was by whom?

Quinlan forcefully inhaled and deactivated the chip in his body, which, if activated, would blow him to pieces, a very effective intimidation tactic for most slaves

Closing his eyes, he used the Force to identify where he was, finding it on the back of his neck

This would be painful, thought the Jedi knight, who, inhaling deeply, concentrated and removed the chip with the Force, piercing his skin in the process

The process was agony, but Quinlan would rather endure a moment of intense pain than have a fucking bomb in his head, which could explode at any moment

When he finished, the kiffar knelt down and inhaled in desperation, at the same time as a wet sensation flooded his neck and more explosions occurred on the surface

"You must close that wound," said one of the other warriors, who watched everything with curiosity from his own cell, a male Togruta, muscular and agile, a warrior, kidnapped from his home by these animals, for the entertainment of blood

Just then, another rumble shook the cells, this time, the rest of the warriors began to look up suspiciously

Quinlan looked at the Togruta and asks

"Don't you fear for your life?" he asks with amusement

The warrior shrugged his shoulders and replied

"Those who are attacking are not here for me, and if the screams and explosions are any indicator, the slavers are losing, the leader of the attack must be an experienced hunter, if he wanted to destroy the city he would not have bothered to send his troops, he would have bombed it from orbit," said the Togruta.

Quinlan looked at him with respect in the face of such cold and accurate logic

"I'm Quinlan from Coruscant," he said simply

The man nodded and replied

"I'm Maluk from Shili," he said simply, at the same time that screams and pleas began to be heard closer and closer, followed by gunshots, of something, not of blasters, Quinlan knew those sounds very well, but of something wilder and more powerful

"No, no, NO, NO, NO, MERCY AHHHHHG" a cry of pain and a thud, at the same time that heavy footsteps were heard closer and closer to the cells

And then, Quinlan heard a deep voice

“Break down the door”

A second of silence, followed by an explosion, letting in strange droids, accompanied by terrifying soldiers and a couple of Mandalorians

The few guards in the cells tried to defend themselves without success, the agile quadrupedal droids finished them off with extreme ease, it was evident that they were designed to hunt

"We are in the cells, but there is no sign of the Hutt," said one of the soldiers, looking at the hopeful faces of the slaves

The Mandalorians, a tall and burly man, carrying a heavy machine gun simply said

"You have your orders, free the slaves and take them to the colosseum, I'm sure the emerald king has something planned," said the man, as he continued into the depths of the colosseum accompanied by the other Mandalorian, while the strange soldiers began to open the cages, to the obvious relief of the slaves

 "The medical brigades are on the surface, please come out in an orderly manner," the soldiers ordered, while they would have the cages little by little, some slaves ran immediately, while others needed support from some soldiers to stand up and reach the agreed point

After several minutes, it was Quinlan and Maluk's turn, the soldier opened both cells, causing the Togruta and the kiffar to look at them with gratitude

"Thank you," they both said, while Quinlan was already planning to search for and save his Padawan

"Upstairs, the former slaves will be organized and relocated, we will continue to inspect this place" said the obvious leader of the group and without waiting for an answer, they continued into the depths, following the path of the Mandalorians

Quinlan and Maluk looked at each other, before walking carefully to the surface, the explosions had long since stopped and they were curious to see the state of the "stadium" where they had both had to fight to the death for survival

Emerging from the depths, no one could hide their surprise, seeing how all the place had been transformed, on the one hand, there were improvised medical tents, where the slaves were being cared for, by soldiers and nurses, all wearing white armor and an emerald cross on their chests, Quinlan imagined that in order to be identified quickly

However, on the other side of the arena…

“FIRE!” followed by the roar of the heavy and powerful plasma rifles of the soldiers, who shot five bounty hunters who were in the service of the owner of the arena, causing the rest to try to scream and escape without success

At that, a huge shadow flew over the colosseum, completely obscuring it, at the same time as a towering roar, followed by an impressive emerald flare lashed the rest of the slave camp, destroying several ships that were trying to escape

"What the hell is that thing?" Maluk asked in amazement 

However, Quinlan's attention on the mysterious flying object faded when he heard a familiar voice

“Master!” with obvious relief in his voice

Quickly, the Jedi knight looked towards the source of the sound, finding himself face to face with his apprentice

“Padawan” the relief more than evident

Aayla was dressed in an emerald robe, similar to the one worn by the mysterious soldiers, with a kind of ornament for her lekkus, Quinlan surmised that it had some function, although it was unknown to him

"I'm glad you're well," said the knight, as he gave a fraternal embrace to the young woman, who returned the gesture

“It Was... horrible, an experience I would not wish on anyone, yet King Harold saved me, me and a hundred Twi'lek maidens," Aayla said with evident devotion at the mention of this Harold

Quinlan was about to ask about this mysterious character, when a bustle caught his attention

The soldiers who had freed him had returned, accompanied by the two Mandalorians

And they didn't come back empty-handed

Quinlan watched with perverse pleasure as the soldiers, using electric spears, herded an obese Hutt with sallow skin, with obvious terror on his face, accompanied by the obese Twi'lek who had tortured Quinlan for weeks

As soon as they saw the Hutt, humiliated and subdued, all the slaves looked at each other upset, screaming with fury and thirst for revenge evident in their faces, Quinlan thought that the slaves would outnumber the soldiers

However, a powerful, cybernetic, and terrifying roar instantly calmed everyone down, at the same time as the powerful shadow from before landed on one of the outer walls of the coliseum

A mechanical beast, an impressive and colossal droid, at least fifty meters long, made of an emerald metal with black wires and plates, imitating what was evidently a winged predator, the long neck and front eyes indicated that it was the alpha of its world, it carried enormous wings, made of plasma membranes, Quinlan was unaware of the usefulness of such appendages, but he admitted that they looked intimidating and terrifying

And on top of the beast... He saw him

Wearing emerald armor and a spear of an unknown silver metal, his mere presence felt terrifyingly powerful in the Force, his power such that he overshadowed all the great masters of the Jedi council

With a leap, the imposing colossus descended to the floor of the coliseum, where its rider proceeded to levitate with elegance, similar to the image of a God descending to live with mortals

There was no doubt who it was, it was the Emerald King

Even in his captivity, Quinlan knew very well who he was, this man was the terror of the slaveholders, he did not obey anyone, he did not accept truces or bribes

If you had it in front of you and you were a slave, your freedom was guaranteed

On the other hand, if you were a slaveholder...

The king walked calmly towards the terrified Hutt, at the same time that all the soldiers would have passed for their king

"Oruba, my elusive and putrid friend, did you miss me?" said the monarch, in a thick and masculine voice

Oruba kept silent, retaining a bit of his dignity in his last moments, because there was no doubt that the end of the Hutt was near

However, the obese Twi'lek, leader of this operation, had no such dignity

"Mercy, your grace, mercy, spare my life, I will give you all I have, maidens, credits, EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING, I..." however, it was evident that King Harold had no patience for the disgusting being

The terrifying droid, with agility that a construct of its kind should not possess, grabbed the obese body with its sharp plasma blades like teeth and raised its neck, preparing for the next act

"NO, NO, NO, AHHHHHHHG" screamed and moaned the pathetic being, at the same time that the droid threw him into the air, the screams of agony of the slaver were music to all those present

A thud later, the Twi'lek's inert body landed a few meters from the monarch, who did not even flinch at the death of such a pathetic being

To Quinlan, it was evident that Harold Potter was focused on the greatest prey, Oruba

 "Do it once and for all, human, I've lost, I'm perfectly capable of understanding it, but if you think you'll be able to handle the Hutt Council, you're stupider than I thought," said the Hutt, waiting for an answer from Harold

To Quinlan's amusement, he didn't get any

Harold Potter simply lifted a finger, while both the dark and light sides of the Force work in harmony, something incredible for the young knight

Suddenly, everyone witnessed how pieces of glass of the entire city began to fly and concentrate on the powerful King, forming a huge immense sphere of glass, to the curiosity of all the soldiers and slaves and the growing terror of Oruba

Then, the monarch's finger transformed into a fist, at the same time that the glass began to heat up at great speed creating a huge lens, which, ti Quinlan's realization, began to tilt, focusing the scorching rays of Ryloth's sun on the defenseless and extremely sensitive skin of Oruba

"Shit," Maluk said, widening his eyes wide, observing the method of execution that the Emerald King would use in the Hutt

The dark side purred with pleasure, while the light side was pleased, these contradictions overwhelming the Jedi knight

Oruba for his part, tried to crawl out of the scorching death ray created by King Harold, however, such action was suddenly stopped, when the monarch's spear, on its own, flew from the king's hand and buried itself in the Hutt's tail, eliciting a cry of pain and forcing him to remain in place

"Send my greetings to Jabba, and tell him that, one by one, I will send the rest of his friends to hell," said the monarch, tilting his lens completely, at the same time that Oruba's weak skin began to burn, taking on a reddish hue, being followed by screams of complete agony

Everyone was silent for a moment, until one of the slaves began to feast

"DEATH TO THE HUTTS!" DEATH TO THE HUTTS!”

And like a snowball, everyone in the stadium screamed and cheered as Oruba, Hutt crime lord, was cooked alive by the Emerald King

Quinlan still felt some satisfaction, but it was evident that these actions would bring severe repercussions in the galaxy, and the senate would try to do something about the relentless campaign of the emerald king

And from what he had seen, the monarch would not sit idly by

Was Quinlan living through the beginning of a galactic civil war? The struggle between the decadent Republic and the birth of a galactic empire?

And although he was in denial, the young knight already had his answer

As soon as Oruba died, Harold clenched his fist, shattering the huge lens and throwing the thousands of shards of glass into the Hutt's limp body, just to be safe and then walk straight for Quinlan and Aayla

The knight watched as the young Padawan looked at the monarch with eyes full of devotion, at the same time that her lekkus shuddered, an obvious sign of the young Twi'lek's excitement and something more

"Quinlan Vos, we must talk," said the mighty warrior, although it was evident that it was an order

The Jedi just nodded, they had a lot to talk about

Padme Amidala, Naboo

"Thank you for attending," said the queen with elegance and a serious look, before another senator who came to "show" his respect for the late senator

The queen stifled a sigh, wishing this stupidity would end once and for all

"Change that face dear, they'll realize you can't stand them," she said calmly behind her, amusement on her face

Padme looked at her with amusement and said

"Hypocrites, three of my great 'friends' voted to sanction Naboo and expropriate the new droid factories that Harold built, useless parasites," whispered the young queen, although she kept her face impassive

"You'll have to endure it a little longer, the funeral rites end tomorrow, and the message is being forceful, Harold's soldiers are enough message," he said with amusement, seeing how a couple of senators looked with absolute terror at two royal guards forbidding them to enter the room

Padme was about to answer, when a familiar voice appeared behind her

“Padme”

The queen of Naboo looked on in surprise, which turned into a smile as she saw her former mentor and great friend approach with a smile

“Mina!” she said in surprise, approaching and greeting her mentor

“What are you doing here?” asked the queen with a smile

The woman smiled softly and said

"I have just been assigned as Senator of Onderon, and when I heard of Palpatine's death, I took the opportunity to pay you a visit," said the beautiful woman elegantly

Padme nodded, embarrassed to forget about the senator's death altogether

"Things in the senate are pretty shaky," Padme said firmly, her tone low enough for only them to hear

Mina nodded and replied

"They are, the efficiency and leadership of the emerald king has left the rest of the senators as the incompetents they are, all the citizens have begun to ask questions, something that is not to the liking of those who rule" said Mina looking around, seeing how a particular silhouette arrived at the throne room

"We'll talk later, my dear, I must talk to you about something important, dinner tonight?" Mina asked

Padme looked surprised, but nodded gently, causing Mina to smile and say

"Perfect, act naturally," said the beautiful woman, leaving the queen and socializing with the rest of the senators and nobles of Naboo

Padme looked at the person who had just arrived, someone known, not for being a politician, but for his incredible and prodigious mind, which had transformed him into one of the richest beings in the republic

"Queen Amidala, my condolences for the death of the senator, I am Hego Damask, the second, at your service," said the Muun elegantly

Padme nodded elegantly and was about to answer, as B1T entered the room calmly and Padme had a hunch that she would soon have a headache to deal with

"Queen Amidala, news of our glorious ruler, the slaver ring of Ryloth has fallen, five thousand slaves have been freed, including some of the lost people of Naboo, and the Emerald King personally executed Oruba the Hutt, who was buying slaves on the planet, King Harold announces that he will return to Naboo tomorrow aboard the Marauder," he said in a usual way, without any decorum or prudence

At those words, there was silence for an instant, and then chaos

Padmé's day would be quite long, it seems