Title: Where Are We?
Author: LordTarr
Timeframe: Post RotS/ Two years after.
Characters: Anakin, Obi-wan, and someone new
Notes: Ok this is my first SW story here so I hope you like it!!!
Where Are We?
"I don't care how you do it, just get us out of here!" Jedi Knight Obi-wan Kenobi exclaimed to Anakin Skywalker. Anakin and Obi-wan were two of three Jedi to survive the Jedi Purges, save for the few younglings they managed to rescue. The two were running a quick mission to rescue a Hapan princess but as they exited hyperspace there was trouble. Three Imperial Star Destroyers and several Empire-converted Corellian Corvettes sat waiting for them. They had immediately commenced firing upon the 12-person ship.
"All right, all right!" Anakin replied, " As soon as I find an opening I'll make a half parsec jump out of here." Just then he spotted it. "He we go!" With his lightening quick reflexes, he pressed the correct button sequence and pulled the lever. Just then, an over excited Corvette pilot swooped down towards them targeting Anakin's engines. He smashed into them swinging them around, pointing them just under another ship. "This is going to be close!" Anakin screamed. The engines went critical and the ship jumped into hyperspace and was gone.
"Anakin, I swear we were dead this time," Obi-wan stated.
"We might be," Anakin said pointing toward the engine monitors. "The engines went critical right before we jumped. I better take us out of light-speed. Now." He pulled the lever but nothing happened. "Uh oh."
"'Uh oh' what?" Obi-wan asked.
"We're stuck in hyperspace. If we don't cut of the hyperspace generator's fuel lines, we'll be stuck in it until we run out of Tibanna gas," Anakin said, unbuckling his crash restraints. "Take the helm while I seal off the generator. Good thing I modded that navicomputer to stay clear of object otherwise we'd be dead by now." He got up and went to the back and examined the generator. A moment later he located the fuel lines. With his artificial hand he pinched the lines and crimped them closed. He felt the ship slow down and suddenly lurch. He ripped the lines he was holding and the gas spewed out on to his right hand. He yelled to Obi-wan, "What the hell was that?!" He looked at his hand. From the elbow down everything had been frozen.
"We hit something," Obi-wan replied. Judging by his reply time he forgot to strap himself in. "Asteroid of some sort."
Anakin walked up to the cockpit and looked out the viewport. He saw a speeder-sized asteroid floating away.
"What happened to your arm? It looks like you froze it," Obi-wan said observing Anakin's right arm.
"The compressed Tibanna gas froze it when the line ruptured after your accident with the asteroid," Anakin said. "Here, I'll take control for now. After all, am I not the best pilot in the galaxy?"
"It wasn't my fault!"