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All George Lucas. Go him.
Chapter One:
It didn't take a genious to realize something was wrong with the ship.
What could one expect after crashing it into a an astroid, no matter the size of the blasted rock.
The young Jedi had realized it was a reckless move, but Qui-gon had been sure the little star ship would be able to slip through unscathed and he'd be on his way just like that. He'd put to much confidence into his piloting skills, and now he was going to crash and there wasn't much he could do beyond direct himself at the nearest planet and hope it turned out alright.
He'd been in purssuit of a criminal that had all but ruined the planet he'd been on for his last mission. Everything had started out fine, it was a normal everyday dispute- the government had done something the people didn't like by raising shipping taxes. People had done things the government didn't like. The Jedi had been called in to sort it out.
Who would have guessed that a criminal master mind was behind it all?
Certainly not him.
He quickly punched in the coordinates and made sure he was strapped in.
This was going to be a rough landing, and who knew what was waiting for him on this little unknown planet?
Through his growing connection with the force he tried to since life below the swirling atmosphere, to no avail. His mind was to clouded to be able to connect clearly.
"There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no emotion, there is....."
He was thrown back against his seat as the ship entered the atmosphere going way to fast for comfort.
By pulling hard on the controls he managed to get it to level out a little,
but it wasn't going to do him much good it he couldn't slow down.
Running into trees didn't help things any.
Down.....down......down some more......
There were a few moments in which he could see nothing through the cockpit window and then a few more moments in which he felt as though he were going to be torn apart and then all was still.
Qui-gon sat still for a few moments, thankful he was still alive and aware that he had no clue were he was so that might not lst to long.
He took a moment to make sure he was in one piece and then hastily exited the ship.
He'd ended up in the middle of a forest. The ship had dug a few feet into the ground as it crashed, and it was a good thing to. A few more feet and he'd have been sunk in a river.
Qui-gon was just thinking it was astounding more damage hadn't been done to the ship when a rudder fell off and something near the engine caught fire.
No using it again.
He was stranded. Stranded on a planet in the middle of nowere. Just great.
It was a pleasant enough place though. Quiet. A bit too much so. Shouldn't there be animals? He hadn't noticed before but there was nothing to be heard beyond the gentle rushing of the river. No life to be seen.
And then he really -looked- at the river. Water he'd thought to be clear was anything but. It was beyond dirty. More like stagnant. No wonder nothing was living here.
"Well, standing here isn't going to get anything done." he said softly to himself. It almost felt like he'd be violating something if he spoke to loudly. Eerie.
After a moments contemplation he set off through the woods, hoping he'd be able to find some sort of civilization. Hours of walking made him wonder.
As the sun began to sink below the horizon, he started to think mayby this area was uninhabited. Just his luck.
Jedi were capable of going without the things most people needed- sleep was one of them.
He sat down beneath a tree, thinking over his situation.
No people, no way of getting off this rock, and no way of talking with the council. He was royally messed up.
What to do about it?
Nothing. There was nothing that could be done about it, but keep going and hope he ran into a sentient of some sort. Preferably friendly.
There had to be someone somewere.....
So lost was he in thought that he didn't even since when the thing snuck up on him. He was quite unaware of it untill it was on top of him, golden eyes flashing in the fading light, and growling in a way that would scare most senceless.
Qui-gon struggled to reach his lightsaber but a large clawed paw pinned down each of his arms.
Whatever it was was extremely strong.
Cursing himself for being unatentive he tried to calm his mind and come up with a way out of this mess. One wasn't apparent. Thankfully, he didn't get the chance to find out if the thing ate humans.
"Kit! What have you found for me boy?"
Had the situation been different, Qui-gon would have been relieved to hear the sound of a human voice. As it was.....
The thing backed off a little bit, allowing him to breath.
"Well well well, what have we here? Let him up. But keep an eye on him."
The creature removed itself, allowing him to sit up and get a good look at it.
It was an extremely large orange and black cat. In it's own deadly way it was beautiful. But he was far more enterested in the being who'd called it off.
She was a human. Small. Probably a few years younger than the twenty seven year old Jedi Knight. In a detached way he noticed she was pretty. Everything he'd expect from someone living here. And she had an odd sort of cross-bow weapon aimed at him.
"I am Qui-gon Jinn, I don't mean you any harm. See, I'm lost....."
"I could honestly careless Mr.Jinn. Whether you mean us harm or no doesn't matter to me. All I do is bring in anyone I find. It's been a long time since we found a live one. On your feet."
He rose slowly, looking back and forth between the cat and the woman,
filled with questions.
"Live ones?"
"Yeah, you know, someone who isn't dead? Doesn't happen very often. Anyone who isn't in the sanctuary is pretty much a gonner. Were did you come from?
An escapee?"
He shook his head. "No, I'm not from around here. My ship crashed over there and I'm stuck here. What exactly's happening here?"
She looked at him as if she was debating his sanity. "Your ship huh?
Alright Quiggy, whatever you say. Come on, I'm taking you in. Don't try to get away. Kit here won't be too happy if you do." the cat growled.
Qui-gon stared at her a moment, unsure of what to do. He didn't have long to debate. She took matter into her own hands, stripping him of his lightsaber and binding his hands. He didn't object. He had no interest in being torn apart by a giant cat.
Besides, mayby she was going to take him to some place were he could get help.
All George Lucas. Go him.
Chapter One:
It didn't take a genious to realize something was wrong with the ship.
What could one expect after crashing it into a an astroid, no matter the size of the blasted rock.
The young Jedi had realized it was a reckless move, but Qui-gon had been sure the little star ship would be able to slip through unscathed and he'd be on his way just like that. He'd put to much confidence into his piloting skills, and now he was going to crash and there wasn't much he could do beyond direct himself at the nearest planet and hope it turned out alright.
He'd been in purssuit of a criminal that had all but ruined the planet he'd been on for his last mission. Everything had started out fine, it was a normal everyday dispute- the government had done something the people didn't like by raising shipping taxes. People had done things the government didn't like. The Jedi had been called in to sort it out.
Who would have guessed that a criminal master mind was behind it all?
Certainly not him.
He quickly punched in the coordinates and made sure he was strapped in.
This was going to be a rough landing, and who knew what was waiting for him on this little unknown planet?
Through his growing connection with the force he tried to since life below the swirling atmosphere, to no avail. His mind was to clouded to be able to connect clearly.
"There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no emotion, there is....."
He was thrown back against his seat as the ship entered the atmosphere going way to fast for comfort.
By pulling hard on the controls he managed to get it to level out a little,
but it wasn't going to do him much good it he couldn't slow down.
Running into trees didn't help things any.
Down.....down......down some more......
There were a few moments in which he could see nothing through the cockpit window and then a few more moments in which he felt as though he were going to be torn apart and then all was still.
Qui-gon sat still for a few moments, thankful he was still alive and aware that he had no clue were he was so that might not lst to long.
He took a moment to make sure he was in one piece and then hastily exited the ship.
He'd ended up in the middle of a forest. The ship had dug a few feet into the ground as it crashed, and it was a good thing to. A few more feet and he'd have been sunk in a river.
Qui-gon was just thinking it was astounding more damage hadn't been done to the ship when a rudder fell off and something near the engine caught fire.
No using it again.
He was stranded. Stranded on a planet in the middle of nowere. Just great.
It was a pleasant enough place though. Quiet. A bit too much so. Shouldn't there be animals? He hadn't noticed before but there was nothing to be heard beyond the gentle rushing of the river. No life to be seen.
And then he really -looked- at the river. Water he'd thought to be clear was anything but. It was beyond dirty. More like stagnant. No wonder nothing was living here.
"Well, standing here isn't going to get anything done." he said softly to himself. It almost felt like he'd be violating something if he spoke to loudly. Eerie.
After a moments contemplation he set off through the woods, hoping he'd be able to find some sort of civilization. Hours of walking made him wonder.
As the sun began to sink below the horizon, he started to think mayby this area was uninhabited. Just his luck.
Jedi were capable of going without the things most people needed- sleep was one of them.
He sat down beneath a tree, thinking over his situation.
No people, no way of getting off this rock, and no way of talking with the council. He was royally messed up.
What to do about it?
Nothing. There was nothing that could be done about it, but keep going and hope he ran into a sentient of some sort. Preferably friendly.
There had to be someone somewere.....
So lost was he in thought that he didn't even since when the thing snuck up on him. He was quite unaware of it untill it was on top of him, golden eyes flashing in the fading light, and growling in a way that would scare most senceless.
Qui-gon struggled to reach his lightsaber but a large clawed paw pinned down each of his arms.
Whatever it was was extremely strong.
Cursing himself for being unatentive he tried to calm his mind and come up with a way out of this mess. One wasn't apparent. Thankfully, he didn't get the chance to find out if the thing ate humans.
"Kit! What have you found for me boy?"
Had the situation been different, Qui-gon would have been relieved to hear the sound of a human voice. As it was.....
The thing backed off a little bit, allowing him to breath.
"Well well well, what have we here? Let him up. But keep an eye on him."
The creature removed itself, allowing him to sit up and get a good look at it.
It was an extremely large orange and black cat. In it's own deadly way it was beautiful. But he was far more enterested in the being who'd called it off.
She was a human. Small. Probably a few years younger than the twenty seven year old Jedi Knight. In a detached way he noticed she was pretty. Everything he'd expect from someone living here. And she had an odd sort of cross-bow weapon aimed at him.
"I am Qui-gon Jinn, I don't mean you any harm. See, I'm lost....."
"I could honestly careless Mr.Jinn. Whether you mean us harm or no doesn't matter to me. All I do is bring in anyone I find. It's been a long time since we found a live one. On your feet."
He rose slowly, looking back and forth between the cat and the woman,
filled with questions.
"Live ones?"
"Yeah, you know, someone who isn't dead? Doesn't happen very often. Anyone who isn't in the sanctuary is pretty much a gonner. Were did you come from?
An escapee?"
He shook his head. "No, I'm not from around here. My ship crashed over there and I'm stuck here. What exactly's happening here?"
She looked at him as if she was debating his sanity. "Your ship huh?
Alright Quiggy, whatever you say. Come on, I'm taking you in. Don't try to get away. Kit here won't be too happy if you do." the cat growled.
Qui-gon stared at her a moment, unsure of what to do. He didn't have long to debate. She took matter into her own hands, stripping him of his lightsaber and binding his hands. He didn't object. He had no interest in being torn apart by a giant cat.
Besides, mayby she was going to take him to some place were he could get help.