Aboard a freighter on the gas planet Yorn Skott
"But master," interjected the young Obi-wan Kenobi as he ran to catch up with his master. "A noble act committed for despicable purposes would be sullied by the mere existence of malevolent thought." "True," Replied the deep thoughtful voice of his master Qui-gon Jin, "But, a despicable act committed for noble purposes brings that very malevolence to the surface and gives it life." Obi wan adjusted the goggles on his forehead.
"Then which is acceptable," asked Obi-wan " A noble act committed for despicable purpose or a despicable act committed for noble purposes? How can one be morally justifiable and not the other?" They didn't walk in silence for more than a few moments. "Obi-wan you must learn as I did from my own master that the true moral value of an act can be calculated by weighing the spirit of motivation against the benefit of result."
"He actually believed that certain despicable behaviors were considerable?" The puzzled padawan looked ahead to his master to see a grin appear on his face. He suddenly stopped and pushed a release switch to an airlock on the side of the ship. "If it was overshadowed by a greater outcome, then yes. The doors opened with absolute silence and the two jedi stepped in with the door closing behind them. The master put on his goggles and special breathing equipment and was quickly followed suit by his apprentice.
"I have a feeling master Yoda would find issue with that theory," Said Obi-wan struggling with his ear plugs. Qui-gon laughed as he watched his apprentice continued to fight the ear plugs as they refused to stay put.
"I know for a fact that he does!" The master said between chuckles. Finally the plugs had given up and now rested comfortably inside his ear. Qui-gon then hovered his hands over another release switch, this time to the outside world.
"Are you ready?" Looking up to his master in an almost pleeing way, "Can't we get any closer?" he begged. Qui-gon laughed again, "Not without getting shot at!" he then pushed the button and the two were flung out into Yorn Skotts atmosphere to begin their thirty thousand foot free fall.
"Tell me again why we're doing this!" Obi-wan yelled over the screaming of the passing purple air. "A luxury cruise liner named the Aurorion Express has failed to respond hailing signals and it appears to be sinking into the atmosphere at an alarming rate." He then was very happy the ship's captain let them borrow the earplugs so they could hear each other and not just the whipping wind. "If they don't adjust their altitude within the next few hours the tremendous pressure of the Tibanisphere will crush them like a hollow egg shell!"
"Which is going to happen to us if we don't find that ship!" explained the worried learner with his eyes searching endless purple sky for a single ship. "Why are we doing this? Aren't the local authorities equipped to handle this sort of an emergency?" "There are no local authorities," explained Qui-gon as clouds passed at hundreds of miles per hour. "Yorn Skott falls outside all surrounding jurisdictions. The planet literally legislates itself." He looked over to see his padawan desperately trying to keep his earplugs from falling out. "The colony was established by a wealthy Tiban gas magnate named Clode Rhoden…Who refuses any outside political influence, including us." "Sounds like Frontier Government!" replied the struggling Kenobi. "Yes quite so, I believe that…" "There's the ship!" interrupted the padawan pointing to a ship in the shape of a rain drop with the point being the bow. Using the force they then guided their decent to the large blue ship. As they got closer they could now see elegant windows and decorations that really showed just how 'luxurious' the ship really was. Obi-wan admire the great ship until he noticed movement all along the outside of the hull. "What are all those black spots on the hull?" Suddenly a laser shot just past his head shooting out his right earplug and letting the howling wind to finally enter. "Defense grid spread out!" yelled the protective master who then pulled out and ignited it. He deflected he next few bolts with ease while protecting his padawan who had to endure huge amounts of pain because of the shot out earplug, however the pain would lessen once they landed on the ship in a few moments.
They landed with barely a thud and now moved to the offence. Obi-wan had already ignited his lightsaber and joined his master battle the droid threat. With his ears no longer in pain he could now focus on the battle at hand. They were akl the same model of droid with four legs and a domed head with a large blaster instead of an eye. Slicing it in half while somersaulting over it he exclaimed, "These are commercial grade security droids!" he then jumped over two more as dodged around another shot meant for his head. "Trade Federation Fastlatch model" noted Qui-gon who easily force pushed a half dozen droids over the side. "Illegal on most systems." He then pointed to an escape hatch not far from his current position. "Try that escape hatch, I'll hold the off!"
The Padawan obeyed without question disengaging his lightsaber and dashing over to the hatch. Putting both hands on the handle he pulled with all his might. "NNgh, It's sealed tight!" He then turned on his lightsaber again only to turn it off again at the sound of his master's voice."Wait!" Obi-wan turned to see all of the droids he had been battling earlier turned into molten metal or falling to their doom. "His master had his famous grin on his face and walked over to his padawan. "I wouldn't cut into that hatch unless you want to skip across the clouds like a rock on water." Letting the words sink in he then continued, "The release bolts are probably explosive, I suggest a less destructive means of entry.
A/N This is my first fanfiction so please, review!