Within Coruscant there was a thriving underground of criminal activity that mostly went unnoticed by everyone.
The lower levels weren't exactly a good place to be at all things considered as lots of activity that would lead to one being in trouble took place down there.
It is here that we would find Anakin having a nice stroll down the at the lower levels with no disguise on looking to unwind for a bit. Having a break from the very tense situations and events he has passively and actively gotten into helps the mind.
Even if what he wants to do would be considered illegal.
At the lowest rungs of Coruscant society, highly dangerous and illegal garbage pit races were conducted and if he remembered correctly the original had come down here because of some excitement to participate in such an event.
Unfortunately for the original he was interrupted before such a race could begin because of an assassin.
"What can I do for ya?" A greasy and dirty woman had asked as Anakin approached her with his robe and hood covering most of his defining features.
"I would like to get into one of your races." Anakin said while slightly changing his voice to be less recognizable.
"Name?" The woman questioned as she was writing something down on a notebook rather then typed up on a device.
"Tatsuya Shiba." Anakin replied.
"Strange name for someone around these parts. Not very common." The woman tried to poke and prod with her words feigning disinterest.
"You are correct." Anakin said in a tone that left no room for curiosity.
"Right, here you are then." She handed over a piece of paper that would be his ticket of participation.
"I thank you." Anakin turns and leaves still disguised because he does wish to participate but he didn't go totally unnoticed.
The same attacker that was meant to go after the original Anakin was around and awaiting to ambush him, he knew of this persons existence and would patiently wait.
What Anakin was thinking about however was why the Trade Federation would still send an assassin after him and the only conclusion he came to was that he had taken over their droids through purchasing the scraps from Naboo all the time ago.
'What petty bastards.' If it was true.
The race would take place the day after tomorrow and he has some time to create his own race wings to do the event.
Again he was not doing this for the money but to unwind from everything that had happened. That was what he told himself anyway, but his greed demanded that he also take the wealth he would earn from such an event.
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"3."
"2."
"1."
"Fire!" A voice was heard over a broken speaker but was clear enough for the participants of the race to know it was their time to start.
This racing event was actually something that took place through the air, not on the ground and would the people have their designed glider like mechanics attached to their backs to allow flight.
Relaxing midair, Anakin's multiple thought processes drift off into a short slumber but that doesn't mean he is not doing other things. A few were making bets on the races taking place so that he would make the most out of his free time.
Even on your free time, you could be making a profit in some way.
Generally you shouldn't really be doing this but Anakin's mind was like a supercomputer able to do multiple things at once with the same output, speed and capacity all at once. Not to mention his mind is actually connected to a virtual machine that is semi-alive further increasing his mental capabilities.
What would he do?
"And would you look at that! The newcomer, named Tatsuya Shiba has surpassed those within the lead!" An announcer says because not much police traffic is seen at these garbage pits.
The small gathering crowd of lower slums thieves, gamblers and pickpockets were usual participants and were about to lose out on alot of money. No one would elect to vote for some nobody to win first place after all.
Unfortunately those who are earning to seek a fortune here have to be careful not to draw anyone unwanted attention because it could very well get you killed.
What Anakin was doing would prompt someone into hitting the kill switch so to speak. "Kill the man in first place, we cant be losing out on some money now." Some random thug organizer of the event said to a lackey.
"Yes boss." A random lackey replied.
Back on the air lanes specified for the race, Anakin started to notice some signals of danger. Nothing that would harm him but could annoy him or injure him a bit if he decided to ignore these signals.
Trying to yell over the air someone says to Anakin. "You have done it now outsider. Prepare to die!" He practically goes in for a kamikaze, diving in to commit a suicide attack.
'The people around these parts are either crazy, desperate or a mix of both.' Anakin was dodging a few of those people coming after him.
Funnily enough this wouldn't be the first time something like this had happened because there would always be those with the talent to succeed in something like this but be brought down by those who run the events.
Thankfully Anakin is more then the underdog.
He continues to dodge his pursuers throughout the race, thankfully there are some rules in place to stop people from coming after someone immediately after the race finishes.
"You guys kind of suck." Anakin begins taunting them over the air.
"Shut up!" Another dives in trying to take him out of the race.
After a while, the race finally come to an end with alot of casualties, alot of losses. Most of all Anakin had made a massive profit, not really comparable to anything else he had made over the years but is was sizeable enough to satiate his greed.
Anakin was aware of some shady figures following him but he wasn't really concerned about those people, he would easily enough lose all of them but there was one person in particular that he wanted to look into.
Ditching everyone, remaining invisible to everyone but one he walks into a separate alleyway. 'A simple mind trick, changing the perception of everyone around you but only doing so for those I choose.'
Instead of being interrupted before the race had started Anakin had made sure he could still get his prize pool and now that those matters were dealt with he could proceed to deal with his assassin.
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Night Cycle, Coruscant Underbelly.
Ke Daiv was a male Blood Carver assassin.
An orphan, Daiv was adopted into the family of one of the last Blood Carver clans. The clan leader commanded Daiv to take the son of his benefactor on a ritual feragriff hunt on one of Coruscant's moons, despite the fact it was prophesied he would die of a head wound.
Daiv accidentally killed the young Blood Carver with a stray shot to the head, for which he was exiled from his tribe.
Which lead to him becoming an outlaw of sorts which would result in his eventual work and employment to the Trade Federation, or more specifically some dissident members of said corporation.
This lead him to his current position, his current target.
With no chance to kill him during the race he would only have to find a spot afterwards with which he would leave the track. 'I could also take his winnings.'
Being an orphan while also being employed and not payed as well as he could be, with no backing of course he would try to make money from any source he could get. If there was one thing Daiv was thankful for was that he had no family to take care of.
This type of responsibility would only increase his worries and troubles to his already dangerous lifestyle.
After the pit race he trailed his target for a while, waiting for his other greedy pursuers to leave him alone. Funnily enough no one noticed that Anakin was just going in circles with no place to go too, greed blinding them.
Daiv was no different, except that he was able to notice this suspicious activity even though it didn't raise too many alarm bells this could at least tell him that Anakin was prepared for any would be attacker.
He knows of the Jedi and wouldn't be surprised if he was able to tell, with their space magic and all.
To save some time, Daiv started to kill off some of his competitors in the hunt which he didn't notice was unnoticed at some point but continued to do so anyway.
With being the only one left, he was ready to claim his prize and thankfully it was nighttime, the perfect time to strike.
Walking behind the supposed unsuspecting Jedi, Daiv was ready to blast him.
It was dark and the night cycle of Coruscant wasn't exactly quiet or even had no visible light to illuminate the various areas throughout. In fact Coruscant could be best described as an unsleeping city.
Daiv was not stupid and was not mis-informed so he had come prepared to fight his target to the death knowing full well the potential of his death. He has nothing to live for anyway, so what did it matter to him.
"Coming in, this is team Alpha leader, target is confirmed alone and potentially armed." Daiv spoke through a device very quietly far enough away so he would not be heard by the Jedi padawan.
"Team Beta leader over, is the target far from any potential help?" Someone responded, another one of his teammates hired for this mission. It wasn't Daiv alone here to take care of his target because there was alot of unknowns about his capabilities.
In general as a rule, Force-sensitives should be taken seriously but not everyone followed this principle. "What do we have to worry over a padawan?" Someone had said over the transmission device.
"Shut it. This channel should only be used for the mission, stop unnecessary chatter." Team Beta leader reprimanded the subordinate unit mocking Anakin's capabilities underestimating his power.
Everyone had started to move in on the location of their target, setting up in various areas. "What is the Jedi doing?" One random subordinate asked seeing that Anakin was just walking around every now and then and stopped after a while before continuing his pacing.
"I dont know, want to go up to him and ask?" A random subordinate replied with some snark over the comlink.
Daiv responded over the comlink. "Maybe all that the Jedi teach, mushes someone's brain."
"I am sure the Jedi are quite stupid, sitting up their ivory tower."
"Envious life they live while we have to take on such dangerous missions like this just to live." A random subordinate said.
After a while, which may have been no more then a few minutes for everyone to arrive and get into positions, Daiv decided to take point. "I will be giving the orders here."
"Roger." Everyone within the two teams assigned to take care of Anakin replied and now that teams Alpha and Beta were ready they awaited their orders to fire.
"On my go." Anticipation was being built up as none had ever experienced hunting down a Force-sensitive before, especially one that had been trained to use their abilities.
"Go!" Blaster fire came from near all directions as it would be suicide to engage while in a crossfire from your own team members.
A good part of the building Anakin was stopped had been destroyed and rubble and been piling up with a large cloud of dust covering their view.
They didn't stop though, not until they were safe and secure in the knowledge they had completed their mission. Not until their Alpha leader gave the command to stop.
"Alright, stop!" The order was given but a few members hyped on adrenaline and fear either did not hear the command or decided to ignore it and continue firing due to fear.
A shout was heard from the comlink connecting them all together. "Stop!" After a small bit of delay everyone had decisively halted their non-stop hail of blaster fire.
The lighting had been destroyed now making it darker then it was before, further hindering the assassins vision.
"Where is he?"
"Is he dead?"
"I dont know, someone go check."
No one was willing to go in and be potential killed but one cocky fellow decided that they had the biggest balls. "I will do it, since you pansies dont have the guts to-" He is cut off as he went further into the dust cloud.
The sound of his voice echoed out and then there was silence.
"You think he is playing some sort of prank on us?"
"I dont think this is the right time for that..."
Within the darkness, they could see a writhing mass of pitch black ink. It was darkness within darkness but was prominent enough for their minds to register the danger this thing, this monster held.
"Run for it!" They started firing again in panic trying to escape the monster but Anakin wasn't having any of it.
His Force lightning was being emitted from the black hole originating from him and the electricity currents was starting to crawl across the ground at speeds faster then their eyes could see it and coil around their bodies, instantaneously burning them alive from the inside out.
"Where do you think you are going?" Pulling inwards, Anakin uses the Force to make sure they stayed within his vicinity so he could finish them all. He had one in particular he would keep alive for a short time though.
"Please, spare me! I needed the money!" Someone's pleas and cries for mercy were only absorbed by the approaching darkness.
No one would hear them anyway, Anakin had made sure of that. He wasn't just walking around and pacing back and forth for nothing.
After everyone had been slaughtered, all but one did Anakin let up on his very corrupting dark side abilities. Thus giving birth too a shining bright light that Daiv thought he would never see again.
"You have been a very naughty insect." Anakin approached the insectoid alien. "Look into my eyes."
Mesmerizing the being Anakin plundered everything he wanted and decided to put the poor bastard out of his misery. 'I dont regret killing you, unlike the original.'