Path of the Stars- Chapter 13 (Patreon)

Bib Fortuna, Jabba's Major Domo was right at the entryway of Jabba's palace after several guards had unloaded the fruit that Jabba wanted and escorted me to the front door.

All the while, I very clearly noticed the massive number of hidden anti-air emplacements, along with Jabba's palace itself having several layers of energy shields.

All to make sure that Jabba couldn't be assassinated via some bounty hunter blasting his palace from orbit.

"You are... A very productive man. Not even two hours, and you accomplish both of the jobs we offered." Bib said with a small smirk.

To which I shrugged and said idly. "It's been a slow day. I had time to waste I suppose."

The Twi-Lek gave me some weird ass knowing smile before he clapped his hands and said. "Good to hear, good to hear. Now... Lord Jabba did promise if you accomplish the first bounty he would have something you, as a force user, would appreciate. Please follow me."

I followed Bid Fortuna into Jabba's palace and I quickly noticed how that he had a great number of those pig looking fuckers as guards. There was also... A large number of highly advanced droids with heavy weapons acting as guards.

Along with several dozen oversized sentry turret droids that I knew could probably pound through a tank with a dozen shots, probably.

Those turrets in particular made me put any thoughts of going on a rampage aside. As not even more powerful Jedi like Obi-Wan and such could divert or block tank-busting shots.

Bib brought me into a nicer side room that was clearly a noise-canceling room since this place used to be a monastery. That had been redecorated as a luxurious lounge room.

"Please give me a moment. I will be back with your payments... As well as your gifts. There is drinks in that refrigerated cabinet if you wish to partake as well." Bib said with a slight bow of his head.

Though I could see a light in his eyes that probably hinted at the drinks being spiked with something.

But probably nothing 'too bad' as the force wasn't warning me of anything at the moment besides being a bit sluggish to how this place was marred in so much negative emotions from the thousands of slaves kept underground beneath the monastery.

So I just took a seat across from the front door. With my light saber ready in my lap for the door to shoot open. Still, I just relaxed patiently for a bit for Bib to come back.

And come back he did... But not alone.

My eyes opened up as he came into the lounge with the two women pulling an anti-grav cart, with the two being a blue and green-skinned Twi-Lek in question

'Twi-kek, slaves huh. So much for racial loyalty.' I mused in thought before pausing as I looked at the two that Bib had brought into the room.

The blue-skinned Twi-Lek... She was somewhat familiar. 

Meanwhile, the others were just beautiful slaves, with four of them having the tight bomb collars around their necks. While both of the Twi-Leks had bomb implants.

Still, I refocused on Bib as he spoke with a grin. "Lord Jabba has offered you a gift to welcome you and to encourage you not to take foolish actions against his own interests. A man of your talents will be given much to likewise keep your actions against our own designs."

He then pulled over a padded velvet tablet of sorts, and I blinked as lying on the pad was a half dozen crystals of sorts.

"Kyber crystals. Six quality pieces were gifted to Jabba as a show of his power and reach. These will, however, make a wonderful gift for you, correct?" Bib said with grin that dripped with oil at how he could instantly tell I wanted them.

Still, this 'gift' wasn't free. He said multiple times that this was a 'gift' to encourage me not to fuck with Jabba's goals and operations.

I wasn't too interested in getting involved in either. Let's say I did in fact manage to slaughter everyone in this palace. Setting all the slaves free and dismantling the power structure of Jabba's criminal empire...

Within a week. A single week, I knew for a fact. A new fat, oversized slug would be in power here on Tatooine to control the gold mine that was the Correlian galactic hyperspace road.

So with a hum, I carefully closed the open case holding the kyber crystals before I said solemnly. "Then... I will accept this gift, and its meaning then."

Bib's oily grin became more natural before he said calmly.

"Good, it's always wonderful to work with those who know how the game works. If anyone offers a job, that could do significant harm to Lord Jabba's interests. Make sure to collect its information, who sent the offer, the payment, and I guarantee that Jabba will double their payment to do the very same to them instead."

I nodded in understanding before I glanced back at the very scantily clad women in the room with Bib, chuckling and saying knowingly. "I can see you are a man of the flesh as well. Certainly not some boring Jedi... Well, Lord Jabba was interested in giving you two of these girls if you so wished."

I was still somewhat focused on that blue-skinned Twi-Lek that was giving me an odd feeling of remembrance. But still I couldn't help a small cocky smile as I said teasingly in turn. "You bring six prizes i,n and you only expect me to take a third? That's almost rude, woudn't you say?"

Bib actually just laughed with his pale face heating up with his laughter before he said knowingly. "Lord Jabba said you can take them all if you so wish as well. If you had the bravery to just ask haha!"

My face pinched as I knew Jabba wasn't so 'generous' in the slightest... He was testing and exploring my psyche profile. Which made sense.

I wasn't just some run-of-the-mill bounty hunter. I was some weird 'space wizard' who clearly wasn't a raging psycho like most Sith. Nor was I a stoic unbending Jedi.

He likely had gotten information on the gangs I had cleared out and took their shit. To say nothing of how it didn't even take me an hour to clean out an entire heavily armed conclave of drug producers.

So, with him taking steps to scope out what type of person I was. So he could use levers to subtly control and use me, it made perfect sense.

And was I offended by Jabba's actions? Nope, not at all. I would be confused if he didn't investigate me honestly.

With that all said. Bib then pointed at another case beside the open case which had the money payment for both my fruit delivery as well as the 'clean up' mission before he said.

"The imprint coders are here for the Twi-Lek's bomb implants... Be careful of the blue one, she was once rather feisty before her mind melted from Glitteryll overuse, haha!"

And with that, Bib took a breath and said. "And that will be all for now on my end. If we have any more possible jobs for a man of your... Talents. Lord Jabba will send trusted men to approach you." 

Bib then gave a shallow tilt of the head before stepping out of the room, while I just brushed a hand across my face as I mused. 'Ok... This is getting out of hand. I am becoming the worst kind of Isekai protagonist. Thank all the gods, none of them are loli's though.'

Still, I refocused on the girls and asked what their names were.

The green-skinned Twi-Lek said her name was Oola.

Of which one of the two gave their names without issue? Until the blue Twi-Lek, who was 'trouble,' spoke with a dull tone. "I don't remember my name."

Which did make sense. As Glitteryll was an overpowered tool to make slaves docile via overwhelming them with euphoria, while the drug also erased the user's memories.

Imagine this... Your entire memories are recent memories of being enslaved, and those memories were tainted/painted by the euphoria of using the drug that burned itself into their memories.

And for Twi-Leks, with their Lekku that absorbed the drugs and affected their memories both long-term and especially short-term. It was extremely effective for breaking a slave into not only accepting their life... But happily embracing it.

Still, I nodded as honestly. I wasn't exactly in need of a bunch of slaves... After all, if I needed grunt labor done. I had my Abundance Abominations for those who were far better than any mortal slaves.

'I guess I got some maids perhaps?' I mused to myself before shrugging, before I said. "Alright. Let's get going."

Whelp, it was also a good thing that I had already planned for our house to be made a lot bigger and better defended.

So without any fanfare, I quickly DNA locked the collars and such to myself so that some random slicer couldn't remotely hack into the bomb collars remotes and such before we all left Jabba's palace and brought my new goodies onto the ship I used to get over.

Once I set the autopilot to take us back home to the scrap yard and to land in the massive walled-in backlot. I was sitting in a comfortable chair in the loading bay of the shit as Oola and the mystery named twi-lek were sitting on the ship's floor looking up at me with various expressions.

Oola, the green-skinned Twi-Lek looked at me with both fear and hope in equal measures as she clearly wasn't 'broken' by her lot in life. But also wasn't stupid enough to fight said lot in life.

As any deviance that led to me, her master, having misfortune would make her bomb implanted in the back of her brain. Pop like the world's most lethal firecracker.

On the other hand... Little Miss blue-skinned mystery over here was looking at me with wonder as she had already fucking imprinted on me by the time we reached the ship, apparently.

'Fucking Glitteryll... If I see any producers or sellers of that shit. I swear I am going to kill them.' I swore mentally as it was just... Fucking terrifying to me seeing how it completely mentally destroys someone so clearly.

But destroying the producers of Glitteryll woudn't be easy. After all it was a product made with Spice by massive elephant-sized spiders living underground. Something, I really didn't want to mess with like at all.

I could happily go my entire life without seeing an elephant-sized spider, thank you VERY MUCH!

"Will you have us be dancers for your business, Master?" Oola quietly asked with hope in her eyes.

I paused at the question and rise of hope in her gaze before I asked calmly. "Why do you ask?" 

Oola then said softly. "We both have been trained as dancers. And I am a good dancer."

I couldn't help but imagine it... Sitting at the kitchen table, eating a sandwich for lunch. And a big titty alien was trying to give me a lap dance as I just wanted to eat the sandwich.

A chuckle escaped me at the thought before I said with a small smile. "I would enjoy seeing you two dance, admittedly. But no, frankly most likely I will end up having you both as maids of a sort."

I shrugged as both Talon and Kali weren't exactly homebody types... And I wanted to spoil Shmi if I could help it.

I would much rather have Shmi happily bouncing on my dick. Than kneeling on the hard floors to scrub out an oven anyway.

Either way, both women seemed soothed at least at the realization I wasn't going to be reselling them to like a mining company or something.

I looked to the blue-skinned Twi-Lek and asked curiously. "So, do you have... Any memories at all? About who you are, what planet you are from, any memories of your family?"

The blue-skinned Twi-Lek looked somewhat confused at my question.

She visibly pondered the question before she spoke thoughtfully. "I remember... I came from Ryloth, I remember. A temple of some kind. And my uncle who helped me after something happened with my family."

I raised an eyebrow before I asked. "Your uncle, do you remember his name or anything? What was his job?" 

She looked pained at the thought. And I knew what she was going through and I coudn't help her through it either even with my Abundance powers. Sure, I could heal and remake entire limbs without affecting someone's lifespan.

But healing someone's fried with drugs memory? Yeah, I walked the Path of Abundance and Destruction... Not the Path of Remembrance, which was a path using the power of memories and such.

Finally, she twitched, and I saw her eyes flutter as the force whispered some eldritch bullshit I couldn't understand, but pointed her at me with all the social grace of a letter taped to a rock that was thrown to a window.

"My uncle's first name I don't know... But his last name was Secura, and he was a lesser member of the Twi-Lek ruling council of Ryloth."

The latter half of what she said was mostly just a blur honestly. I had latched onto what she said first in the name, then with her skin color before I realized WHO she was.

And my face pinched as I thought. 'Ah fuck. Anakin is literally going to kill me isn't he? I am fucking his mom, and now I will be probably fucking a slave jedi he probably knew when he was running around the Jedi temple possibly.'

Because this titty alien 'sex' slave was the jedi Aayla Secura!

I could feel the fucking force purring within my soul and mind at my heavy realization and I mentally strangled it as I realized it had obviously orchestrated this bullshit!

Still with a sigh I could only helplessly smile and I asked Aayla. "In the future, do you want me to help you regain your memories?"

Aayla paused at my question before she tilted her head to the side and asked curiously. "Will it help my life as your slave Master? Will it make me happier, or more importantly, make you happier?" 

Knowing that Aayla Secura was at this point a Jedi Knight/Master. I could confidently say that if she remained my slave. "You likely woudn't want those extra memories then I suppose."

Though a part of me was wondering how feasible it would be to get her memories back besides helping her get control over the force anyway.

Still if she could get her memories back and wanted her own freedom. That was entirely her choice. I wasn't going to keep her against her will obviously.

-

After a good bit, the ship had returned home and I carried in the goodies along with the money as the two twi-leks who most certainly didn't enjoy Tattoine's dry head were sweating by the time we got into the house side of the shop area that wasn't under construction thankfully.

Seeing me walk in. Kali happily grinned and held out her hand as she said helplessly. "I am going to need some money Jake. The construction costs have gone up with how we are employing so many droids from one of the building companies." 

I grunted in agreement before I handed over the suitcase filled with Woompa's and I said. "Use what you need, have you looked into security turret droids yet?"

And she nodded before saying even more helplessly. "Yup, that I did. Except they are expensive as hell Jake. Tattoine is the armpit of the galaxy for a reason, certain people DON'T want them sold at all to begin with so they are expensive as hell."

I tsked at that news and as Oola and Aayla came up behind me and Kali truly noticed them. She tsked and looked at me with disdain as she said flatly. "Really, really how much did you spend on those two? Beautiful Twi-Leks like those go for like forty K credits back on Coruscant with the gang leaders."

My lips smacked as I said idly. "Damn, a ten thousand credit bump just from moving them from Tattoine to Coruscant huh."

At Kali's even flatter look I shrugged and said honestly. "I didn't spend a single Woompa on them. That fish oil fuck of a Twi-Lek gave them away for free as a gift and reminder not to fuck with Jabba's business if someone offered to pay me to do so." 

Kali shook her head before saying idly. "That... Isn't too outlandish. Him giving them away as a gift is far more valuable then just... Throwing them into his famous Sarlacc pit or his pet Rancor." 

So with a shrug I asked. "So where is Shmi actually? These two are going to need more than the stripper/dancer clothes they have on... And to get them scanned for any nasty things they may be carrying." I finished a bit more quietly.

Kali nodded in understanding before pointed towards the dormitory hall we already had built and said. "She was teaching Talon how to sow through leather last I saw. Talon wanted to make you and her some good robes or some weird space magic nonsense." 

With that I nodded and waved the two Twi-Leks over as I realized that Talon, also being a Twi-Lek even if a subspecies as they are were different colors of their racial rainbow. Could still help them do some shopping as well.

Because I didn't understand womens fashion at all obviously... Alien fashion that required special clothing cuts due to their Lekku, ample breasts and tight dancer asses I understood even less!

"Go and have Talon and Shmi take these two to do some shopping. I am going to be in the basement meditating for a bit." I said firmly before I took the case filled with the kyber crystals with me.

I went down into the basement with those kyber crystals and with a grunt, I sat down on a thick bed of moss I had grown with my power of Abundance, with the half dozen lightly glowing kyber crystals lying on my lap.

Out of the six kyber crystals... Four of them had clearly been taken from Jedi as they had already been bonded with. And the crystals had been taken from their light sabers.

'I wonder how many Jedi have TRIED to kill Jabba over the years. Maybe these are trophies of the fools who have attempted that. Or with how the Clone Wars are coming. It's also perfectly possible, the roaming Jedi healers and scouts were assassinated by the Sith."

As the bonded kyber crystals were blue and green. The most common color for Jedi in particular. While the other two were clear but still of decent size...

"What if these were taken from a jedi ship or something delivering the kyber crystals to Coruscant or something." I mused as I could see some padawans being unable to bond with the crystals before they got attacked in mid-flight.

But in reality, I had no idea where these crystals had come from, and for all knew. These bonded crystals could be literally thousands of years old.

Still... The unbonded crystals made me pensive as I considered them. It's like not I knew how to properly bond with a Kyber crystal in the way of the jedi. And running around with a red lightsaber was just asking to be shot on sight anyway.

'Maybe Aayla can help me learn how to bond with them?' I mused to myself as I wasn't sure if someone could bond with a crystal that had already been bonded with.

And with how valuable these things were. I wasn't going to fuck about with them carelessly.

So with a hum, I put them away as I exhaled softly before I fell into a meditative trance. I relaxed with the force entering my mind even as I felt the raw force of Destruction. Nanook's gleaming golden fiery snap to mine for a brief moment before he faded away.

Though I didn't feel the tendrils of Yaoshi's infinite life and indulgence in Abundance as I allowed the Force to pull my mind away and into it's grasp sorta.

My mind was filled with twisting images. Pictures of Coruscant's endless towers, it's depths filled with suffering. The middle levels were filled with hard workers and simple lives, even if it was in an endless cityscape.

Then my mind hit something... Solid.

My mind was dragged across what could only be the Jedi Temple and as my mind was pulled through it. I could tell it was nighttime on Coruscant as the temple was mostly empty.

The figures of young jedi knights quickly going about their business rang out through my mind before my mind was pulled further into the temple.

And with a hum, my mind was pulled into a meditation chamber not to unlike my own that was filled with a simulated garden, and sitting in the middle of the garden upon a mat of grass was a little green goblin I recognized all to quickly as his red rimmed eyes opened.

"Master Yoda." I spoke with my voice, an echo that made Yoda blink in interest before he spoke in a somewhat haggard voice.

"Expect you... I did not. What has a force spirit like yourself come to me here for?" 

I paused before I said honestly. "I was pulled here by the force. I have no idea why the force pulled me here into the Jedi Temple when I am across the galaxy." 

Yoda made a thoughtful noise before he said thoughtfully. "Flippant and prankster the force is not. It has brought you for a reason, clear it is not... Do you have any ideas as to why you were brought here?"

My lips twitched as I had three... Pretty damned good ideas why I could be here.

The force, at least to me, was a fucking weird feeling with how it was clearly a submissive whore who liked to be put on a leash and walked around at times.

So for all I knew. The force wanted to tell Yoda to tell Anakin I was plowing his mom to make him more motivated in his training to save the galaxy. Maybe it wanted me to tell Yoda about finding Aayla Secura. Or... Fuck, for all I knew, maybe it wanted to tell him about the Reaper ship I found?

"Confused, you clearly are. Find the truth and peace within yourself you must... Smoke this, I have peace of mind in my hand." 

I literally just stared as from behind himself. Yoda pulled out a fucking massive bong that was bigger then himself!

I slowly walked up.

And when my hand actually latched onto the bong, I was surprised to say the least before I flicked a finger to form a flame of Destruction on my fingertip before I ripped up that bong.

Whereas I expected a drug-filled high to lead me on a spiritual rampage to get the answer I wanted. Instead, a sharp, cold sensation shot through my mind before my 'nerves' of physical sensation dulled as well, allowing my mind to work fully.

"Hmm, could you share your name if it isn't trouble. You are not a youngling I have trained or seen at the temple." Yoda questioned casually.

I shrugged and said thoughtfully. "My name is Jake Bariss, and I am a force user as you have pointed out. But-"

With a hum, I sighed and explained Aalya's circumstances, how she was clearly a jedi that had been sold into slavery. But she had been twisted, with her memories seemingly completely erased by the overconsumption of Glitteryll.

After hearing my explanation, Yoda looked at his bong and said tiredly. "Troubling this is, Jedi Knight Secura was with another Jedi Master who has been lost... And with the resurgence of the Sith, we are on the edge of galactic war again. To take control of the galaxy as they desire with their wish to dominate."

Then he took a hit off his bong before he said with a heavy cough that shook his entire short form. "Keep Secura under your eyes, you will. She is a powerful Jedi, and the force pushed her to you, and you to me, for a reason. List Secura as injured and recovering, I will."

With that, I could feel the Force attempting to pull me away which made me struggle a bit as my feet left the room's floor. But with a grunt of annoyance, I just tsked as the Force pulled me even harder back to my own mind and body.

And as I felt my own skin touching the moss beneath me, I felt a sharp lance of pain in my mind as my spirit felt like it had been stretched like a rubber band that was then frozen in dry ice.

"Fuck... If you are going to transport me to talk to little midget goblin. The least you could do is cover the travel costs." I muttered with a hiss as I held my head.

Then as I looked up. I paused with a new hiss, leaving me as I realized more six hours had passed already! 

A rumble left my stomach as I got up with a groan, as I could feel my hungry stomach telling me to get the fuck up and get going.

"Whelp... That happened." I muttered before I realized something. Fucking Yoda didn't tell me shit about how to help Aayla get her memories back!