Chapter 1: Nothing Else
Obi-Wan had been sound asleep when he was awaken by his com-link going off, it must have been some time around midnight, but despite the inconvenience he needed to answer it. He rolled over to the other side of the bed, hung his muscular legs over the edge and stood up. He was dizzy for a few seconds but quickly recovered, reaching for his wrist-com he made his way to the outdoor balcony were the signal was better. Obi-Wan checked the signals transceiver code; it was extremely unusual since he had never seen this particular code ever before, "2743 SK", it was defiantly senators code because it started with 27 but he couldn't figure out which senator would be calling him at this time of night. However, the code did have the emergency tab attached to the message, so the call had to be of some importance, he thought. He pressed the answer button on the com and it began to load the contact files, whoever they where, they were far away. Obi-Wan took a moment to take in the scenery, Coruscant was so beautiful at night with all the pretty lights fired up, and the scene was breath taking. The moon light danced on this bare skin, he was clad in trousers and his dark brown over robe with the hood down. The cool night air made the hair on his bare chest stand up; he exhaled deeply and watched as his breath formed small puffs of steam. His com-link beeped when it was finished loading, and a very static hologram of the Duchess Satine Kryze appeared on the com messaging stage. He was startled to see his old friend again, after her trouble with the senate he thought she had left to go back to her home planet, but for some reason she was back on Coruscant.
"Obi-Wan, can you hear me?" Whispered Satine, she contained her composer but was visibly shaken. She looked very worried and stressed out, as if something terrible had happened to her.
"Yes, Satine, I can hear you fine, tell me what happened to you. You look worried?" Obi-Wan was getting worried himself now, what happened to the poor girl?
"Oh, Obi-Wan, I'm so afraid, I….I just." She stuttered. "I…..I'm….." Her eyes began to water over and her hands flew to her face as she began to wipe the tears away. That's when he noticed something peculiar; she was covered in blood and dirt. Mud was caked on her hands, all over her clothes, and in her hair. As she wiped the tears away, her hands left a trail of dirt on her face. He saw a large cut running across her arm, bleeding all over her clothes. Blood all over her body and in her hair. Now he was in full on panic mode, his eyes widened, pulse raced, and his palms started to sweat.
"What the hell happened to you?" He tried to stay calm but fear overpowered all his senses, at this point he had never been more afraid for another person in his entire life, except with his master Qui-Gon Jinn when he fought with the Sith on Naboo.
"I…I don't know, we….we crashed in a field….." She sobbed. "I'm…I'm so scared, Obi-Wan." The poor thing was shaking out of pure fright.
Obi-Wan tried to pull him self together, for her sake. "Satine, I can help you but you need to stay with me and keep calm, you're doing great so far, Ok?" Obi-Wan took a deep breath. "Is there anyone one else there that I can speak to, so they can tell me what's going on?" Satine shook her head and closed her eyes. "Are you seriously hurt in anyway?" She shook her head again. "Ok, that's good, you're not seriously hurt. Now, I'm going to need you send me the co-ordinates of your crash so I can come pick you up" She nodded.
"I'm sending it to you as we speak." She held her arms and coughed as she began to cry silent tears. "Obi-Wan, I'm…. so afraid, I'm all along out here."
"Shhhh, please don't cry, I'm coming to get you right now!" Obi-Wan made fits with his hands, in anger. Whoever had this done to her was going to die, he didn't care if the Jedi code prohibited revenge; they were going to suffer. "Don't worry; I'm not going to let anything happen to you. I'll be there before you know it just stay calm and stay warm!" With that he cut the transmission and walked quickly back to his bedroom. He went into his closet and grabbed the nearest shirt he could get his hands on and ran towards the door; snatching up the keys to his flyer as he ran. Sprinting down the east wing of the Jedi temple, he thought of how frighten Satine had been when she was trying to speak to him. Nothing mattered anymore other than getting Satine to safety. His palms began to sweat over as he jumped into his speeder. Raw instinct took a hold of him as he set the co-ordinates to where she had crash landed. Nothing else mattered.