Disclaimer: I don't own the Newsies, or any of the characters from Star Wars. Except the ones I make up, which belong to me (shocking!). The planet Doterone (Doe-ter-own), is also of my invention.
Chapter Two:
The two lone Jedi walked to the hanger, and headed towards Obi-Wan's transport. They remained in silence for the whole walk, until finally Obi-Wan could not contain his curiosity any longer.
"Where is everyone?" He was direct, turning around and blocking Qiana's way. She sighed, looking towards the ground.
"There was a civil war not too long ago. The planet was completely divided. In the end nearly everyone was killed, except the strong, but they have moved on. I remained with my dying brother. He was injured very badly and there was no hope, so he refused to leave with the others. But these things happen."
"I see," he replied quietly, as he thought. "So you have remained here on your own?"
"Yes." Obi-Wan only nodded, before stepping aside and continuing down the path. "It was never lonely, being completely isolated here. I could have left at anytime, but I knew if I waited long enough someone would come."
"You did not know that I was coming?"
"Oh yes I knew, but only very recently. I meant more in the long run."
By now they had both reached the transport and were swiftly climbing into it. But not before Obi-Wan expressed one more thought.
"Do you know how to drive one of these?" he asked while running a hand a long the side of the wing.
"Yes, and quite well might I add," Qiana answered enthusiastically.
"Then take us to Coruscant." She nodded, climbing into the driver's seat. As soon as Obi-Wan had entered she pulled up and out, leaving the place she had once called home.
Somewhere between the small planet and Coruscant, a most remarkable disaster had taken place. A star had gone supernova. This sudden explosion had now rapidly become a black hole, leading into the unknown...
As Qiana increased the transport's speed, a blinding light filled her view. She closed her eyes and concentrated on seeing without her eyes. But try as she might she could not escape the force that was quickly pulling her and Obi-Wan away from their course. In the background she could vaguely hear Obi-Wan trying to instruct her, but she was too focused on her motive to even understand what he was saying. The last thing she remembered was a complete darkness and then the feeling of everything crashing around her.
"Didja see dat?" asked Mush, as he hurried over to the side of the Brooklyn Bridge. It was around midnight and Mush, who had been delivering some news to the Brooklyn newsies, was now returning to the lodging house with none other than Spot Conlon.
"See what?" Spot responded without even looking.
"I saw somet'ing fly inta da watah."
"Right. Mush it's late, we best git on."
"But didn't you'se see it?"
"No."
Mush reluctantly pulled away from the side of the bridge and continued on to his bed in Manhattan. But he was certain he had seen something.
