After the maintenance on the jetpack, Malak bid them farewell. When the mandalorian exited he activated his communicator and called Qui-Gon Jinn.
A second later, the communicator responded.
"Yes." The jedi said.
"I found something to share. From the data I gathered from the probes, I can say that there is a higher probability that the person who hunts you is an outworlder." Malak said.
"The force tells me that too. I felt a dark presence…" Qui-Gon Jinn said.
"Hmm. Could the neimodians have hired a dark jedi." Malak said as he moved through the streets of Mos Espa.
"That, I don't know." The jedi responded.
„Alright, we will meet each other soon. I am coming to you anyway." The mandalorian said as he quickened his steps.
„Good, may the force be with you." Qui-Gon Jinn said as he closed the call.
Soon Malak Vorn came to the slave quaters of the city. He quickly localised the ping and got on the roof.
„The sandstorm is closing." Malak thought as he saw the massive sand cloud coming toward Mos Espa. Covering the stars in it's path.
He turned around and walked toward the inside part of the building. While he walked he heard voices speaking to one another. He deliberately slowed his steps as he closed in.
„I am not sure." Qui-Gon said to his comunicator as he stood on top of the railing.
He looked up and saw the tall mandalorian staring him down.
„I will call you in the morning Obi-Wan." the old jedi said.
„Ok, master." Obi Wan responded as he closed the line.
„Did your space magic find anything." Malak said as he got down from the roof.
„I sense darkness descending towards the planet." Qui-Gon said as he looked toward the stars.
"So the hunter, that hunts you is not on the planet right now." Malak said as he sat next to the jedi.
Qui-Gon nodded.
„The sandstorm is coming, we should probably enter inside." the jedi said as he entered the house.
The mandalorian stayed for a few seconds, then he entered and closed the door behind him. He sat on one of the chairs. And looked around.
A small house, with nothing fancy, typical slave home.
Soon chmi entered the kitchen and went directly towards the sink. She washed the utensils. And turned around to dry her hands when she saw a mandalorian sitting on her table.
She gasped and moved a step back.
„Don't worry, I am with the jedi." Malak said as he stood still.
„Aaah, alright." Shmi said as she left quickly the room.
The mandalorian smiled under his mask as he closed his eyes and quickly wandered into sleep.
The next morning, he woke up first and went to get some caf and some breakfast from the local shop.
He hid in one of the corners of the dead end streets in the slave quarters and quickly ate his breakfast with caf.
After that he went toward the house.
When he entered, he saw everyone up and ready, including one Gungan.
The mandalorian looked at padme and asked.
"Is he also part of the entourage?"
„Yes." Padmé replied as she with the others went toward the Boonta Eve classic.
"Why are we going there?" The mandalorian asked as he promptly joined them.
"Because we have no money." Padme said, slightly embarrassed.
"Hmmm." He hummed.
(idk why but every time I type this, I die from laughter. Autismus maximus… right guys.)
Soon they reached the Junk shop, where they met Watto there.
You sponsored him on the race. How can you do this!" Watto said.
Not betting with republic credits… ha ha." Watto continued.
"The ship would be used as collateral."Qui-Gon said as he showed it with hologram.
"Wooo, not bad, not baaad, huuh." Watto said as he hummed.
"It's in good order, except the parts I need." Qui-Gon explained and closed the hologram.
"What will the boy ride? He smashed my pod in the last race. You took some time to fix it, huuh." Watto said.
"It wasn't my fault! Really… Sebulba flashed me with his vents. I actually saved the pod…mostly." Anakin explained.
"Hmmm." Watto hummed.( still funny.)
"That you did,huh. Hehehe. The boy's good. That is there." Watto continued.
"Let's bet on it."Qui-Gon thought.
"Well I have acquired a pod in a game of chance. The fastest ever build." Qui-Gon eplained.
"I hope you or that mandalorian didn't kill anyone, I know for it, huuh. Hehehe…" Watto said.
"So you supliieed the pod, entry fee… I supply the boy, we split the winnings… umm fifty-fifty? I think…huh?"Watto continued.
If it's going to be fifty fifty, I suggest you give the cash for the entry fee." Qui-Gon said. Moving around Watto.
"If we win, you keep all the winnings, minus the cost of the ship parts, that I pay. And if we lose you keep my ship. Either way you win." Qui-Gon said.
"Hmmm." Watto hummed.
"DEAL." Watto said as he shook Qui-Gon hand.
Together they went to the Boonta Eve classic.
While Qui-Gon and Anakin went down to prepare for the race, Padme and Malak went to the viewing area. While the mechanics worked on their pods. The mandalorian saw the typical tomfoolery of the event. Quiet sabotages and replacing parts for illegal ones on the pods, right under the nose of the already bribed stewards. While Padme watched Anakin intensely, the mando scanned the crowd for any suspicious behaviours. Which in Tatooine is especially hard considering, that probably one quarter of the public was full of criminals or bounty hunters.
"He will make it." Malak suddenly said.
Surprising Padme.
"How do you know?" Padme said nervously.
"He is gifted like the jedi, even as a youngling they are better than the common man. " The mandalorian said as he moved slightly backward so he could hide under the shade.
"I hope that you are right. He races not for me, but for the freedom of my people." Padmé said while looking toward the smiling Anakin who saw her at the crowd and waved at her. She smiled too and waved back.
Soon the preparations were ready the engines roared and the dust began flying through the air.
"Ready!Gooo! The announcer screamed as the race began.
While the others watched the race the mandalorian continued scanning through the crowd he looked at the other side of the field and saw a black hooded humanoid searching for someone in the crowd. The mandalorian tagged him in his helmet as suspicious and he brought down his helmet scope. He saw a red zabrak male whit bright red and yellow eyes typical for a sith. The mandalorian frowned. He put his hand on his pistol and watched him intensely. Soon Qui-Gon joined them.
" Eleven o'clock." Malak said as he put his hand up. And showed the live holo of the zabrak."
Qui-Gon frowned as he saw the holo then the zabrak .
Just as he looked towards him the zabrak sensed something and looked directly towards Qui-Gon.
"Princess get ready to hide." The jedi said. He force probed the humanoid and felt absolutely nothing, which is unbelievably unnatural. He stared down the zabrak who smiled slightly as he stepped backwards into the entrance in the carved mountain and disappeared in the shadows.
Soon the race finished.
Qui-Gon and Jar Jar went to pick up Anakin and meet Watto.( there they bet for Anakin freedom.)
The mandalorian and the maiden quietly followed them.
Soon after, Win- soon to be Gon Jinn(intended 100percent winrate in betting. 100 percent losing the 1v1) Jar Jar Binks and Anakin Skywalker came to the them.
Together they went towards the Watto's shop.
Anakin showed them the part and quickly they loaded it into the pod.
While Padme and Malak went toward her room to get their things Anakin, went towards Shmi Skywalker to tell her the good news.
Soon the group departed from Mos Espa, while the mandalorian got back to his ship to get it so they can depart the planet together. (remember his ship is one seater. And why would he offer it for free?)
He constantly flied above them. While they were trekking the desert. Soon they reached the ship and installed the part.
"Wait! I got to poop!" Anakin said as he ran away from the ship. Qui-Gon sighed and followed Anakin. (Canon flaw btw they won and the part was already installed so that is why he needs to poop)
Soon after the serious business of the chosen one is done. They started returning towards the ship.
"Qui-Gon speeder is coming at 6 o'clock." Malak warned as he flied above the jedi.
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Checked for mistakes once. I was so bored to do it second time. I hate when I must follow the plot verbatim essentially… but I needed for the things, I cooked later. And I got musle fever on my entire top body after I changed to volume training from HIT. That is why I haven't updated more frequently. Because I litteraly feel pain every time I type.