Chapter 1
In the peaceful halls of the Jedi Temple, sunlight danced through the seemingly endless rows of pillars, casting shimmering patterns on the floor. The temple's inhabitants milled about in small groups, conversing in low voices. Amongst these Jedi were the famed Jedi Council Members, Obi wan Kenobi and Mace Windu, along with the Grand Master himself, Yoda. The Jedi were currently engaged in a deep discussion about Obi Wan's apprentice.
"I am concerned for my Padawan," Obi Wan confessed, "He is not ready to be given this assignment on his own yet."
"The Council is confident in its decision, Obi Wan." Yoda croaked as he floated next to Kenobi. The hum of the ancient Jedi's hover device mixed with the soft swishing of their robes. The coarse fabric came in various shades of brown and occasionally black, and quite befitted their monastic lifestyle.
"The boy has exceptional skills." Master Windu said thoughtfully. His voice echoed ominously in the cavernous halls of the temple.
"But he still has much to learn master." Obi Wan insisted, "His abilities have made him, well, arrogant." The rhythmic sound of their sturdy combat boots meeting the carpet ceased as the masters stopped walking.
"Yes, yes, A flaw more and more common among Jedi. Mmm…too sure of themselves they are, even the older, more experienced ones." Yoda closed his eyes in concentration.
"What is it master?" Obi Wan asked.
"A disturbance in the force, yes." The master replied. Then the Jedi felt it. The force swelled and swirled violently somewhere nearby. The force nexus expanded and then vanished, leaving a small bright speck. Whispers stirred in the formerly serene halls of the temple, as Jedi turned from their duties in surprise.
"What was that?" Obi wan gasped.
"Some kind of force nexus?" Mace pondered. The dark skinned Jedi Master furrowed his brow in confusion. "But it should be impossible for one to form so quickly, and disappear just as fast."
"No." Yoda said. "A force nexus this was not. Cause this disturbance only a force wielder could."
"Then we should locate the source immediately. Whatever or whomever caused it could be dangerous. Our vision is becoming more and more clouded. Perhaps this has something to do with that." Obi Wan concluded.
"Indeed." Mace said.
"It occurred near the senate building." Mace said, reaching out in the force to locate the last traces of the disturbance.
"You don't think..." Obi Wan trailed off.
"Yes. Close to the threat Anakin is." Yoda confirmed Obi Wans suspiscions.
"I will find him without delay master." Obi Wan hurried off, nearly knocking over several disgruntled knights.
He raced to the hangar bay. The room was illuminated by light fixtures built into the wall and arranged in groups of three. They weren't very bright, and the room didn't get much natural light, except from the large opening at one end of the cavernous room, which opened to the magnificent city that was Coruscant.
The ships and speeders were shrouded in gloom. Maintenance droids scurried about, working diligently. They were fiddling with several Jedi Starfighters which, from the various burn marks, looked as if they had been damaged in a space battle of some kind.
Obi Wan spotted a Jedi Knight loading his purple astronomic into another star fighter that seemed to be in much better condition. A few padawans tinkered with a speeder.
Obi Wan headed toward their corner of the garage, which was occupied by a large selection of airspeeders. He quickly selected a craft, and hopped in. A green logo indicated the speeder had been manufactured by SoroSuub Corporation. Anakin would have been able to name the model and list each and every capability, but Obi Wan knew very little about ships. He hated flying.
Kenobi started the engine and the repulsorlifts came to life. The speeder shot out of the hangar and joined the rest of the crafts clogging the airways of Coruscant.
The planet was an ecumenopolis. In other words, the entire surface was covered in one worldwide metropolis, called Galactic City. The center of the galaxy. Obi Wan weaved through the over crowded skylanes, zipping past enormous Coruscanti skyscrapers one after another. The wind whistled through the open cockpit of his speeder and whipped his coppery hair around. Kenobi steered his craft toward the Senate District. Time to find Anakin.