(OOC:This r/p is the second part in a three part series of the adventures of Ren Janggar. This is open to anyone, but ask me first.Enjoy!)


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<font size=2>That Fierce saber Dual above the planet Yavin and the subsequent destruction of the Goliath, were the only things Ren could think about the past Six months. He was still involved the game of cat and mouse with Dengro Mangar, a game he'd been playing for far too long.
However, Ren had finally tracked the evil Captain to the desert world of Tatooine, where he would silence his echoes for good.


<font color=white>Tatooine, Mos Espa Cantina, noon.

Times had changed for Ren, in the past six months he had grown. His force powers had become stronger due to his training under Master Giren and he become wiser and much more cautious than before. Physically, he was drained, months of chasing Captain Dengro and constant back and fourth across the galaxy was enough to drain the strongest Jedi.

But at last, Ren had traced the Captain's faint Ion trial to tatooine, a perfect hiding place , the last place where one of the two men blamed for Golgan the Hutt's death were ever suspected to go.
And where the other would never follow.

Both Ren and Mangar were taking an awful risk going anywhere near tatooine, a world controlled by the Hutts, both where wanted men. The original bounty placed on Ren by Golgan was removed and replaced with one for his life.



Sitting in a dingy little booth of the Mos Espa Cantina, Ren slowly sipped on a glass of Ithorian whisky, a drink he had never lost the taste for since his days as a young boy growing up on Ithor.
In fact it was extremely rare to find any bottles of this around the Galaxy since the Yuuzhan Vong raised Ithor to the ground.

The taste reminded him of times when he never had a care in the world. Back on Ithor , his life was free and easy. Until he was appointed the post of "sacred protector of the Stone of Ithor". Since Ren had became such a valued member of Ithor Society that they entrusted him to be the guardian of this sacred artefact.

Ren stared down at the chain hanging around his neck containing the glimmering stone of Ithor, thinking it was less of an archaeological wonder and more of a curse.

The stone had ended up causing Ren more trouble than good. Since the stone's discovery, it had attracted the most Unwanted attention from the Rich across the Galaxy. The Hutts especially.

A particularly greedy Hutt by the name of Golgan, wanted to 'acquire' the stone for himself. Sending his special right hand man and personal bounty Hunter, Captain Dengro Mangar, Golgan attempted to take the stone by force. Ultimately causing Ren to leave Ithor. The last two years of loneliness and separation, the inability to make friends for the fear that they would take the stone would end today.


Ren drew the glass away form his lips, the smell, the memories where too much.

The good captain would not get away this time, he was sure of that.

Ren then rose from his chair, gathering his robes, he flicked a credit chip or two onto the bar then left.

Kas stood as he saw the Jedi leave. He remembered this man. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> And the party that had followed their meeting, whew<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->. Standing, he followed him out.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Janggar my man. How have you been.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

The Jedi looked at him, and a small light flashed.

Katta, haven't seen you in a while.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> No we havn't. Hey, you busy, let's stop here, and have a bite. I have heard that you are on a "hunt".
I'm on leave now, and am getting a little board. Maybe I can help.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

Before Ren could exit the cantina, a familiar voice beckoned on him.

<font color=yellow>"Janggar my man. How have you been."

<font color=white>Puzzled, Ren turned to see who this was. Coming around he stared into the man's face , at first not recognising him, then, taking a second look saw who it was.

<font color=lime>"Katta, haven't seen you in a while."

<font color=white>Kas enquired to the pair going for a bite to eat so as to 'catch up'. Ren wasn't to keen on letting anyone in on his little hunting trip, but for Kas he could make an exception.
Well, if it wasn't for mr Katta he would be Golgan the Hutt's new pet Rancor chew toy.

<font color=lime>"Maybe you can help," <font color=white>Said Ren,<font color=lime> "but first, I need some food, I haven't had a dcent thing to eat since I landed on this forsaken planet."

<font color=white>The two walked out of the bar side by side in search of a Cantina where the food was likely to be a little less hazardous to you health.

Kas chuckled at Janggars comment.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Well my Jedi friend, this place has some good food, just don't order any Wookie food.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

They stepped inside, and sat down. The place smelled like deep-fried Matali, and it smelled good.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Janggar, If you do need help, all you have to do is ask me. I have the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Free Wind<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> with me at the moment, and she'll be good enough for any Pirate stopping you need to do.
As I said before, I'm on leave now, so I don't have my task force. You do remember what happened when we first met. If it wasn't for that barbaric Y-4 commander we might have been at that a lot longer.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

As the Jedi began to reply, the Serving droid came up.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> I'll have some of that Deep-fried Matali, without the brain soup this time please, and some ... some Hoteila juice. Cold but not like last time.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> **Janggar, last time it was so cold it cracked the table when I sloshed it**<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

The two sat down at a table and went to order some food.

Kas ordered first followed by Ren.

<font color=lime>"I'll have some Gungan droga squid if you have it and some Ithorian whisk . . .<font color=white>" Ren paused for a second, that drink brought up too many memories, <font color=lime> "Uh, better make it a water."

Kas noticed Ren was a little mor subdued than before when he first met him.

<font color=blue>" So, what brings you to tatooine? You on a break too?" <font color=white> Kas joked.

Ren took a sip of his water and turned to face Kas<font color=lime>"I've found him, I've found Captain Mangar. He's here on tatooine. Somewhere. I need to find out where."

<font color=blue> "Then what?" <font color=white> Kas enquired.

<font color=lime> " Then , I kill him. After I get my information."

<font color=blue>"What in blazes are you talking about?"

<font color=lime> "He knows about my parents, my real parents I mean. Not my Ithorian foster family. My real parents."

<font color=blue>"Hey hey, hold on a sec, what parents, I'm lost."

<font color=lime>" When I was three, I was found, abandoned in a freighter wreckage on the Jungles of Ithor. My parents bodies were never found. The computer log was fried and I never found out what happened to them and more importantly why the ship crashed and I was left on Ithor. But Dengro knows, he knows where they are Kas. Do you know what this means.
I finally get to know who they are, and why I was abandoned as a child.

<font color=white> Kas took a long swig of his drink before even fathoming a response to such a statement.

Kas was dumbstruck. He had never seen a Jedi so focused on revenge. Well, maybe not a lightside Jedi.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Ren, I understand how you feel,<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> *only too well*<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> but you seem to be so focused on getting this guy I pray it doesn't turn you from the light.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

<font color=lime>" Turn me from the light?Turn me from the light?!!

<font color=white> Ren shot up from his seat grabbing Kas by the collar of his shirt and thrusting him against a wall.

<font color=lime>"Are you calling me weak!!!!! Are you!!!!"

<font color=blue>"Ren!! Get a hold of yourself man!!!!!

<font color=white> Kas gazed into the eyes of Ren, thinking, this wasn't him, this was a totally different person. He could see the hate swelling in his eyes, the anger brewing behind his pupils.

Ren let go, and he appeared suprised and shocked at himself as he slowly backed off. Everyone in the bar was staring at him.

<font color=lime>"What?! Get back to your drinks!

<font color=white> Ren took a second to compose himself. Taking in a series of long, deep breaths he awkwardly sat back down.

Gingerly, Kas creeped back to his chair, hoping Ren wouldn't have another outburst of emotion.

<font color=blue> "What's the matter with you? You've changed so much since Yavin, what's wrong?

<font color=lime> "I . . .I saw my parents."

<font color=blue> "What!? Here on Tatooine?!! If there here then,"

<font color=lime> "No, not here. I saw them in my head, I've been seeing them in my dreams for the lst six months, ever since the captain came back. But, "<font color=white>Ren continued <font color=lime>" When I saw them they weren't . . .right."

<font color=blue> "What do you mean, weren't right. How can they not be, right!?"

<font color=lime> "They . . . " <font color=white> Ren could hardly formulate the sentence, <font color=lime>"They, were Sith."

Sith. The word came off of Ren's lips like a death toll. He visibly wilted, and seemed to shink into him self.

Kas sat still for a moment. Sith <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> S i t h<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->. An echo rang through his head at the very mention of the word. A scratching and scrappin rent through the back of his mind, and quieted. The blankness seemed to go on forever.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Ren..

I'm going to tell you somthing I have never told anyone before.

Somthing I don't even trust myself to think about.

It's about my past.

I..

I.

I can't remember it.

One year ago I awoke in on the floor of a stone temple, naked and cold. There were bodies around me, all dead. Long dead.

I walked out, and found a ship.

I flew off and have never turned back.

I now have an emptyness in my mind.

Past a year, I can't remember a thing.



I spent 3 months as a spy.

I filmed Jedi.

Somehow I knew where they would be, and was able to film and leave undetected.

I have advanced ranks fast, somhow I seem to know what to do.

At the mention of the word Sit.. Si.. S.. . . . somthing is trying to get out of my mind.

I have been able to keep it under, because I don't want it to surface.

My flesh quakes at the thought.

I...

I..

I.


I will help you Ren, but you must help me.

Somthing wants to take me over, to break down the wall. I don't want it to.

I can help you find your parents. At this moment I can feel 5 force users on this planet. One is you. Light or dark I know not, but they are here.

Ren, I am trusting you with my secret, do not let it out.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->




It hurt getting those few words out, but he did it.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Corran had been trailing Ren when he met Kas. Keeping a safe distance he slid into a booth 2 booth away and used the force to make his hearing stronger. Normally he wouldn't do this and would consider it a invasion of Ren's privacy but he'd been worried about Ren. He was afraid that he'd use anything to stop Captain whathisname.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

ooc:horrible post but that's what heppens when you're pressed for time. I might edit it later.

Alone, he was alone. No henchmen, no goons, no monsterous starship at his command. Mangar was all by himself on tatooine.

All he had with him was his blaster and a heavy bounty on his head.

For an experienced soldier and former Imperial fighter pilot who had fought in the Rebellion,and a man who had been labelled as the killer of a Notorius Hitt Gangster, most people would though Dengro extremelt foolish to even pass near Tatooine much less land there with the price he carried.

The captain however deemed the desert world, the last place that Ren Janggar would come looking for him.


<b/>Tatooine-Mos Espa Outskirts Noon[/b]


Dengro sat, completely silent on cliff edge in the blaring heat watching the transports take off and set down. He watched as the thousands of beings, bustled around the huge spaceport, conducting their buisness.
He could only imagine what they where up to. Dengro sat back and pictured the daily lives of the residents on the valley floor, images of the people flooded into his mind, some, buying things, some arguing over scrap prices, and some playing in the streets.


Dengro smiled to himself and looked into the sky. Then , the smile turned to a grin as he picked up his proton rocket launcher. He aimed it at the living areas of the spaceport , and with a gleeful laugh let one of the rockets hurtle down into the houses below.


Finally Dengro was a little happier.

<font color=purple>" Come get me, Boy!!"