Life is a journey, a path on itself...

It was four years since I had been there. I took a speeder to go there, not my personal shuttle. It didn’t matter really how I came, I wouldn’t leave the planet. I wasn’t yet done with arrangements around the company that it itself fixed on the Coruscant Exchange. It was risky business there and I wanted it go to well. I didn’t like disasters. The traffic was an ever on going event, it never stopped. For that lived too many beings on this planet what was in fact one entire city. The trip to the Temple was not far.

I had access to the hangar for visitors. Not many speeders were parked there. On the Force I flew inside and settled my speeder down in the assigned birth. When I stepped out some delegates were waiting at me; master Anda Sulundar, master Jal’adu Finigin and Macey Jucan Djoron. I hadn’t had an idea that she was a master by now and a council member too. All three gave me a polite bow and I returned the greeting to them. It was Jal’adu who spoke and had invited me on behalf of the Council through Macey. In my opinion they had used her, knowing that I would listen to her somehow and come. I had come anyway, because I didn’t like it to be seen as enemy and being hunted through out the galaxy. When he was done with his explanation I gave him only a nod. In the Force I felt them trying to probe me, but with a faint smile in my eyes I kept them easily out of my mind. Invading people’s mind I did actually seldom, even with normal people. Whether good or not, it had become a principle over the years for me not to do. The Force told me what the intensions were. Yet I was annoyed they tried anyway and that they had no right to do so.
I could see in the eyes of Jal’adu that he knew I was annoyed and the slight raising of his eyebrows told about his doubts about me. I ignored it; the doubts were his, not mine. Macey said nothing. Also in the Force I couldn’t get reading of her. That my feelings were a flaw was old news. Anda said also nothing, but monitored me approvingly how I handled myself.

They guided me through the central hall to a small chamber where a small circle of six chairs waited. All chose a seat and uninvited I took a seat as well. I didn’t want to remain standing. It was master Anda who spoke them for the first time and told that they had been observing me a long time, since the his last visit at my home, the refuge of former Lord Vader. I listened attuned to the Force seeing what they were up to. He just named the place where I stayed and Jal’adu confirmed it. The place was full with the dark side and they wondered how I was able to live there. It was my own choice and not their concern. Then Andu named the path I was taking. From media agencies he knew I still served with the Empire, now as military commander of a stardestroyer. Rumoured was that I was the owner of the vessel, not the the government of Bastion. I either denied or confirmed it. The Jedi Order knew that my father hadn’t been so rich he could an own personal stardestroyer. Question remained, where the money came from. But I didn’t answer.

Master Anda Sulundar concluded that I was hiding something. I was no Jedi, neither a citizen of the Republic, so there existed no law for me that I had to answer their questions. I grew more and more annoyed with their interests. Official they had no reason to bother me with it. I stood up, walked toward the windows and stared outside. I inquired what they really wanted. What had this visit to mean except telling me that they had observed me the last few years? Macey and Anda were quite taken aback by my direct response; Jal’adu had been expecting it to come. With that the meeting was put to an end, trying me to leave in mists. I knew it had been a test again and I saw in Jal’adu’s eyes I had failed it. No doubt they would later discuss this meeting in the main council. Outside the small chamber both masters said goodbye to me and left me alone with Macey. My first question to her was why the Jedi bothered me really? Why they couldn’t let me live my own life as I wanted? She looked at me and apologized, she knew that the order had no rights to follow civilians. She told me that there were a few reasons why they did it, and it was not because they suspected me of something. Out of nothing had come a fund what helped the chanceless citizens of the Republic up to work. They had noted it, the Senate too. As owner they had found Lord Vader. I demanded her why they wanted to know. There was nothing wrong that the man finally did good things.

I hated it that was assumed that I would be bad. I was not happy that she was thinking that of me. I wanted an own life on my own and didn’t want to be bothered by anyone. Macey read my anger clearly and allowed to just to speak on. Most of my arguments were long buried grievances. It didn’t alarm her that I was angry. She listened only, somewhere stepping closer to me and laid a hand on my right arm. She was calm light, where I could cling too in the midst of all the emotion whirling inside me. I calmed slowly when I had told her what was on my mind, and finally to laugh about what I all had said. She knew I felt no hate toward her order, only annoyed by the attention of them. She asked to let it go for now. There was always another time to fight.