Before - Legends Diary Challenge 2009 . Diary of a Dark Rouge

Title: Diary of a Dark Rouge
Author: XANl
Timeframe: Pre-TPM.
Genre: AU, Drama, Agust
Characters: Most of the JA characters, along with original characters.
Summary: I will post one later as I would like to keep the character secret . There are many clues. The year will cover many problems from different views.
Note: Made for the ?Dear Diary Challenge 2009?.
This is a AU, please keep that in mind as you read this diary.

Chapter One
First level begins the decent I hope will end in ?what, forgiveness, or acceptance? Could that still be possible with as far as I have fallen from the light. Should my attitude be one of penitence or should my attitude be one of vanity? I submerge into a dark damp hell below. One step at a time, made harder by the shackles around my ankles. One jedi in front of me, two at my back, are my companions on this decent. I have yet to be greeted by any of the Consul members, going without delay to my bleak downward trek giving time for meditation on my live and crimes.

Second level, my thoughts turn my stupidity that enabled my capture, a kind act that was meant to call a truce to my tribulations with the troll. How could I have been so blind to think that I could, redeem my reputation. Only my vanity made me try to escape a group of masters and padawans, I should have just left the slave and used a back door. I was sure my associates and reputation would allow me safe passage from the Kuat festival.

We turn on the stair landing to proceed down to the third level. I look back to the faces that were once friendly. Friends I have no friends now, only associates, acquiesce and enemies. I left the friends behind seven years ago. A thoughtless act ended everything in my life. I had hope to create a more exciting life, only the force played one of her tricks and pull my world apart. My new friends, along with some of my family, turned out to be lairs, thieves and criminals. Raised in a austere and strict atmosphere I was naïve, innocent among these harden mercenaries. A thoughtless act made, without contemplating the outcome ruined two lives. I let my temper rule my emotions, allowing the dark side to overtake my light.
To be continues.

I hope you like the first chapter of the diary; the second chapter will be up no later than noon Saturday. I have a time line so in the next chapter you should guess the person who is writing the diary.

 

Off to a great start!



Now I'm curious...

 

Interesting.
A Dark Rouge indeed, shackled and coming back to face his punishment.

 

Thanks

VaderLVR64 : I hope the rest is as good as the start!

Gkilkenny: Thanks, glad I have you thinking about the chain!

I will post tonight. Had a problem in our last snow storm, so I am way behind.
The next chapter just needs a little spell check, and the outline is almost finished.
I need to find the prompt for the next month(s) diary pages.

 

Chapter Two
Day 1

We walk down the dimly lite fourth level hall , passing cells with windows the size of a data pad. The lighting is supplied with the same devices that are used in the Temple halls, though there seemed to be no light in the cells. The cells are made so that once confined the prisoner can feel the force. The brown walls are streaked from water that must leak from upper level pipes. I turn to look back, I feel a strong hand on my shoulder letting me know that I must face and walk toward the next level of steps. No words are spoken. There is no reply to my questions or remarks, just the sound of footsteps as we walk.

Level five is no better, one could say that each time I go down a level the accommodations seem to deteriorate. Just days ago I left home on Telos, going to Kuat for business and pleasure. I walked around finding myself in the slave market. There , I saw a slave, with long reddish brown hair, grey eyes that stared off into the distance. Glancing at the other slaves, I find them unremarkable. The meeting was boring but profitable I was invited to attend a dinner at the palace. The food was exquisite, a shear delightful evening. My suite at the hotel was luxurious, the bedroom had satin sheets, thick coverlet , off to the side was a glass door leading to a small garden. It was not till I was meditating that thoughs eyes started to haunte me. I tried to place the bruised face and large eyes rimmed dark circles. The eyes, I remembered had the look of a young, angry and righteous youth? Obi Wan!

Deep in thought I miss a step, the chains on my legs keep me from getting my balance, tumbling, then dragging down me down with the Jedi. My arrivals on the sixth level is meet with the squeal of rats that scatter to their hovels. I glace at the old crumbling stone walls located deep below the Temple. I never knew an area like this still existed this deep below the Temple?s newer towers and spirals. I have grown tried of the continuing downward trend.

"How many levels are left?" No answer is given we just keep the pace and continue to walk downward. "Do You plan on burying me deep enough to calm your fears or ease you conscience?" still no reply. " Dose the troll fear my presents or just the realization that he caused me fall to the dark side?" I hear a laugh at to title troll, but then silence resumes. "I had tried to bring Obi Wan back before you caught me and assumed that I was the one that kidnapped him." I feel the strong had on my shoulder, this time it seems to reassure, my fears.

We have arrived, I am greeting with decay, crumbling walls, disintegrating stone and rusting metal. I wrinkle my nose at the smell of rot. There seem to be no place that any human would find livable here, yet here I am going into my cell. Seventh level, I think of all the dire meaning of the number 7 and shiver.

Hope that the start is ok. I never posted before, so I have a fear of posting, with so many
awesome writers here.

 

Never fear about your writing ... Of course you know that fear
leads to the dark side.
I wonder how far down they are taking him.
I like the little tid bits of back story coming through.
So he is accused of kidnapping Obi-Wan, or maybe not as the hand was reassuring on his shoulder.

Very good keep going.

 

GKilkenny thanks! You are being kind about my writing. I guess that my fear has lead to the dark side,

 

Title: Diary of a Dark Rouge
Author: XANl
Timeframe: Pre-TPM.
Genre: AU, Drama, Agust
Characters: Xanatos, Obi Wan, Jinn and a few other OC's.

Summary: The year will cover many problems from different views. Xanatos rescues Obi Wan. The council unwilling to allow Padawan Xanatos to become one of the lost Jedi require him to return to the order. His search for a master ends, making an unusual pairing.
Note: Made for the ?Dear Diary Challenge 2009?.
This is a AU, please keep that in mind as you read this diary.




GKilkenny Thanks, you are so kind about my writing.
I am glad that you like the diary so far.
I will try not to turn to the dark side.

This diary is part of Master Jinns' that has been stolen or borrowed or inserted into Xans' diary,
to help with the background.


Departing Kuat
Master Jinn:
Thinking back to his encounter with Xanatos at Kuat, it was obvious that he had changed. The cool cocky prince still remained, the difference was in the eyes. The sharp, piercing Sapphire eyes appeared ...almost normal. Xanatos had seen our small group of jedi, before we detected him in the force. He was pulling a tattered slave as he tried to escape. The helpless creature fell and was dragged into a pile of metal junk.This stopped Xanatos from continuing his escape. It was strange, the sight of Xan bending down to console the ragamuffin, finding the youth bleeding and servery injured he wrapped his cloak around his shoulders. Xanatos had a chance to escape, but stayed with this slave while we surrounded him with sabers drawn. The ragged slaved tried to stand, before he almost clasped Patawan Mokubi was able to stop the fall before he sustained further injuries. Xanatos stood still, knowing that he was about to be taken back to the Temple.

Master Depa took the slave to the small Healers cabinet, then pulled out the cot. I took Xanatos down to the storage area that would serve as a secure area, now that he wore a force inhibitor.++++++, he was no threat to anyone.
"This is a surprising encounter, Xanatos. not only did you stop to help your investment, but you have not screamed any threats against me or the jedi."
Xanatos, looked at me then turned. "Well Master Jinn, it seems that we both have had a surprise today. My investment, as you call him, is the cargo that I was taking to Coruscant. I know a gentleman that is desperate to find someone like this slave."
"Desperate to find this slave? He appears near death, not up to your usual standard of play toy" Xanatos dismissed me with a shrug of his shoulders, he turned back to face me. "Beauty, they say is in the eye of the beholder, my Master"
A shiver goes up my spine as I am called Master by Xanatos.
"I am sure that Council will talk to the slave and see what part you played in his beaten and starved appearance."
I started to go back up to the main cabin area when, as normal, Xanatos made a last stabbing statement.
" What part I played in his appearance...it was you and your neglect that cause him to be near death" Before I could slap him, Xanatos spoke again, "I am sure Obi Wan will tell you the part I played in his return to the Temple."


I am glad you like the diary, I hope other will like the story.
The next post will be up soon.

 

Title: Diary of a Dark Rouge
Author: XANl
Timeframe: Pre-TPM.
Genre: AU, Drama, Agust
Characters: Xanatos, Obi Wan, Jinn and a few other OC's.

Summary: The year will cover many problems from different views. Xanatos rescues Obi Wan. The council unwilling to allow Padawan Xanatos to become one of the lost Jedi require him to return to the order. His search for a master ends, making an unusual pairing.

Note: Made for the ?Dear Diary Challenge 2009?.

This is a AU, please keep that in mind as you read this diary.




I hope that there is an update on the subject area. I seem to be having a problem
with that feature.

Here is the days from Obi Wan point of view.
Most of this is back ground. Soon I hope to introduce
the main story with Xanatos diary explaining with help from others.


Chapter 4

Jinn had planned to rest his head on the bed for a few moments, though once he relaxed, sleep soon followed.

The Temple
Obi Wan:

I could almost tell which room I am located, by the lights. The sounds and smells were all the same,
only each room had different configurations of over head lights.
I know I am in the intensive care unit.
I closed his eyes, the lights were bright and over whelming,
I must mediate about all that had happened.

My thoughts go to the first I saw Xanatos appeared at the slave market.
I wished that I could contact Xzn thought the force or even yell.
Xanatos, the image of the cool rogue strolling around the slave market seemingly without a care. The sight of Xan gave me a slight hope.
I had been kidnapped, sold off as a slave. Here I am again, for the third time in six months,
I am exposed, naked, beaten, and for sale. Only the sight of Xan walking by make me hope that Xan would help.
I watch as Xanatos is joined by a few friends,
also looking over the slaves. The group walked away, as did the hope that I had just experience.
This was the third time that he was up for sale. No one on this planet wanted a slave that kept trying to escape.


My first owner, had me work as a house slave. I cleaned, cooked and took care of the family ?garden?.
I tried to escape one day when I was to spend the day weeding and tending the garden.
I had gotten all to way to an outbound craft when I was caught by a vigilant official.

The second time started out bad. The day was raining I was tide and had stood out all day in the cold rain.
Slaves have no place to stay at the market until they are sold. I slept in the rain and mud. The next day I was muddy,
and my ragged clothes were still wet. I looked like a slave that was good for nothing but manual labor.
I was purchased by a market vendor who had me load up the produce and other items for sale,
then unload them at his stand. The work was hard and long. My new master was a thief.
He tried to over charge by weighing items with a bad scales. When he started to trust me,
I started to delivered fruit and other items to homes.
My master was happy with this new way to make more money a unique service that made him and his stand very popular.
I tried to escape and was caught by one of my masters? clients who happened to see me
sneak on a transport vehicle. Since my master was a businessman,
he wanted an outrageous price that only a select few would pay or could afford.

He felt that I made him look like a fool. I knew he would rather I die here at the slave market than be sold.
I was there for sale for three days before I saw Xan, as usual he looked elegant and important.
When he looked by way, a puzzled look can over his face.
It was at that time I realized how bad I looked, he did not recognize me?.one of his enemies.
I slept on the muddy ground hoping that I would soon be sick enough to die.
I had little food the passed months but nothing since I was put up for sale.
I had just seem my last hope walk always with a puzzled look.
I sighed, it was a long chilly day and now the night breezes made me shiver, I knew I had a fever.
Dawn came and I was made to stand on shakily legs

 

Poor Obi-Wan he had it tough being a slave.
Now Xanatos is in a cell for trying to save him.

I hope Qui-Gon frees Xani.

 

February

Chapter 5
Day 7
One, two, three, four, five, six seven, east to west five strides across. I turn north , and count 7 strides. Walls, high, cold with stains from years of usage, The height of the wall would enable a minor or simple kata.

My life has full circle, from a promising youth to a disillusioned teen now a captured rogue. Was I ever wanted, loved or happy? I always seemed to want what I could not have, I took what I wanted never looking back .

Seven the number of colors in the rainbow. Will they believe me? The darksider that left the
Jedi now wants to be part of the light. Questions that I need to meditate on, are many. Could I show Jinn that I no longer seek vengeance. Hate makes hate and the dark side can only give you the facade of power, wealth and happiness.

Seven is the number of days that festivals are celebrated in the galaxy.
Seven the days I spent at the Kuat Festival before I freed Obi Wan.
Seven the number of years since I left the jedi.
Seven the number of years I was Master Jinn?s Padawan.
Seven the levels of Hierarchy in the Jedi I order
Seven the number of areas a jedi I can specialize.
Seven the number of levels the dark side.

Seven the number of days I have been here. Soon I will find out my fate.
Pacing the cell is leading me to insanity. I need to meditate, to focus on the reality of this situation. I still see Jinn's face when they were closing the door. His calm demeanor was evident, though as his padawan I knew the facade. Jinn could be seething inside and appear calm to everyone else. I still think there was a hint of reassurance in his eyes.


Day 7 Mid Day

Sleep comes from sear exhaustion. I woke up to find that I had a tray on the table. Did I forget to write that the room was clean, the furnishings were an old a cot, blankets, fresher, table and chairs. The meal was fruit cheese and coffee. Who ever sent this must remember that I like sugar in my coffee for they included a small bowl of sugar.

Summoned to the Council Chamber, I find that Obi Wan had explain what happened to him on Kuat. I explain that surely they do not expect me to stay here. I am no longer a Jedi. Telos has grown, using the profits from my company, Off World, I steer the profit to encourage technology and medical research. I am an essential part of the Telosian community.

?I am sure, that the honorable Council members will agree that my stay in the Temple should be short, enabling me to continue my work and return home to Telos.


?Change you have, honorable you now are. Back to the light side you are. Jedi you still are?
Yoda looked at me, then to Master Jinn and Obi Wan.

Master Windu looked at Obi Wan; ?Council?s has considered the words from Master Jinn and Obi Wan Kenobi. They expressed to the council was you were to young to be tested against your own family. Your master reminded us that he turned down the mission. Master Jinn and Obi Wan feel that the Council wanted you to fail and sent you to Telos to be rid of a padawan who might to become a ?grey Jedi ? The council acknowledged the fact that you were pushed into an assignment that your master did not feel was in your best interest. As your master he had the right to turn not the mission. In order to set the past right, and to show our faith in Master Jinn and Knight Kenobi trust, we do admit our wrong. Therefore you will be a Jedi again with the Councils blessing."


Padawan Xanatos, we the Council of the Jed Temple have decided to give you a new chance. There is of course the problem of a master who will finish your training. We have found though Master Jinn that there are four Jedi who would become your master to guide you to Knighthood.

I just stared. ?What did you not understand, I am a business man with a commitment to my home planet. Not some young child trying to become a Knight!?

?Do or do not, there is no try? came the reply from Master Yoda. ?Once a Jedi always, a Jedi.?
?lost Jedi, you are not Train to Knighthood you will be.?

My master put his hand on my shoulder. ?I think at this time we should be ha

 

Excellent update!

 

Xanatos is stubborn like his former Master.
I think he really wants to be a Jedi.
But time will tell.

 

Sorry for the delay. I hope you like this episode.


Sleep comes from sear exhaustion. I woke up to find that I had a tray on the table. Did I forget to write that the room was clean, the furnishings were an old a cot, blankets, fresher, table and chairs. The meal was fruit cheese and coffee. Who ever sent this must remember that I like sugar in my coffee for they included a small bowl of sugar. a smile appears, I remember when as senior padawans my friends and I took a group of young padawans on a night tore of the dungeon. We created different people who had been imprisoned, buried alive or just die of neglect. The padawans were getting scared, then Zaire stay back and started to make things tumble or cause the rats to run hide. When we took the padawans back they were scared, most we were told did not sleep well for days. They called us to a council room to explain exactly what went on during the tour. Needless to say that my master and the others where not amused.

My cell door opened, it is finally time to see the troll. I walk into the center of the circle and stood next to Master Jinn and Obi Wan.
?Pleaded your case they have. Started a new life, helping others they said? Yoda tilted his head and gave me a glaring look. ?Explained what happened. Your tale we must hear?
I explained what happened, from the beginning with the Off World deal, for mining rights and how the people of Telos benefited from most of the profits. I explained why I ran with Obi Wan from Master Jinn and the others.

The council listened and waited for the troll.

 

I think Yoda is not as mean as he sounds.
Will they let him start over.

Nice update.

 

Gkilkenny Yes it seems that Yoda is about to allow Xanatos back
if someone would want to take xan as a padawan.


There is not a long list of people will to give Xanatos a
chance to prove that he no longer has a darker side.

I will put up a new chapter soon. I hope that some others besides you are
reading....I guess that my writing is to boring or dry..........

 

*raises hand* I would take Xan as a padawan ...