Author's Note: Chapter seven.

Now safely away, Obi-Wan began teaching Luke the basic lightsaber movements. Firmus found his training remote in his bag and gave it to Obi-Wan for Luke to practice with. The younger man tuned out the lessons as he slipped deep into mediation. The Force was agitated, and it worried him. He knew Obi-Wan could feel it but wasn't letting Luke see that he was being bothered by something.

The Force surged, terror screamed across his senses, then the backlash of billions, possibly trillions, of deaths all at once. He screamed as his mental shields buckled under the weight and force of it all, horror beyond what he had ever felt filling him, a biting cold coming over him. Hands grabbed him, preventing him from falling off the seat as his entire body convulsed from the sudden trauma.

He was unaware of Obi-Wan doubling over nearby with a cry of horror. He was not as effected since he was not deep in the Force like Firmus had been, but whatever happened clearly effected him as well.

"Uncle! Ben! What's going on?!"

"I don't know, kid," came Han's voice, revealing that he was the one hold Firmus up.

Obi-Wan straightened, and Firmus came back to awareness, breathing heavily, covered in a cold sweat.

"Something terrible has happened. Millions of voices cried out in terror then were suddenly silenced, killed. Death creates a backlash in the Force. I've felt wide-scale deaths before, but nothing like that."

"So why was Uncle Firmus effected more?" Luke asked.

Chewie returned and handed Firmus a cup of some liquid the Luke couldn't identify, but his uncle drank it, apparently familiar with whatever it was.

"Chewie get one for the old man, too," Han said.

He gave a wuff sound that apparently passed for an 'okay', or the equivalent of one, and left the room.

"Firmus was more effected because he was deeply immersed in the Force through meditation and felt it more strongly than I did."

Chewie returned and handed Obi-Wan a cup. The Master took it and sipped the liquid, grimacing slightly.

"I never could get used to Corellian wine."

Firmus looked a little less pale as he chuckled softly.

"Continue with your exercises, Luke." Obi-Wan said as he sat down.

Han pulled them out of hyperspace only to find that Alderaan had been completely destroyed. The discovery of a lone TIE Fighter confused Firmus and Obi-Wan, since a ship that small didn't have a hyperdrive.

"He's headed for that small moon," Luke said.

Obi-Wan tensed beside Firmus, making the bounty hunter look at his mentor in confusion and concern.

"That's no moon. It's a space station."

They were caught in a tractor beam, and Han rushed them all to hidden compartments that he used for smuggling. They hid and waited, feeling the Falcon land. Once the footsteps faded away, they cautiously climbed out the compartments and made a plan to sneak off the ship. Obi-Wan volunteered to find and shut down the tractor beam so they could leave.

They made their way to a control room, disguised as stormtroopers. Once Artoo found the power sources to the tractor beams, Obi-Wan left, leaving Firmus with the others. He watched his mentor go then sat down with a sigh.

It was a whirlwind rescue of Princess Leia Organa after that, and the group split up, Firmus going one way to lead away some of the perusing troopers, Han and Chewie chasing a lone trooper off another way, and Luke and Leia running from another group.

Firmus ran, shooting back as his pursuers until he plowed right into Obi-Wan, knocking them both to the floor.

"Firmus?!"

"Sorry."

He scrambled back up the gun down the last two troopers as they rounded the corner then helped Obi-Wan to his feet.

"Where is Luke?"

"I don't know. We got separated after we rescued the princess."

"Leia is here?"

Firmus nodded, and Obi-Wan sighed.

"You'd best find them."

"I would if I knew how to get back to where I was. I took a lot of random turns trying to shake off the troopers."

Obi-Wan shook his head in half exasperation and half fondness.

"You are your father's son."

"Well, between Dad and Anakin, you should be used to this then."

He dodged the swing aimed at his head by the older Jedi, chuckling.

"Come on. Lets see if we can find our way back to the Falcon without running into anymore friends. I'm tired of being shot at."

They made their way through the maze of halls, Obi-Wan leading the way, using the Force as a guide to the right way. A presence in the Force, steeped in darkness and a cold hatred made them pause.

"Obi-Wan, do you feel that?" Firmus asked, shivering slightly.

"It's Vader."

The younger man swallowed anxiously. He had no desire to ever face his brother again. Obi-Wan reached across the bond they had, sending a feeling of comfort and reassurance to his former student.

"Can we avoid?"

"No. He knows we're here, or at least that I'm here. He is between us and the ship."

Firmus's face was grim, but he followed Obi-Wan towards the hangar and the Sith Lord.

End Note: This chapter took longer than I thought it would. I apologize. I will rewatch the Original Trilogy again as I do need to follow along the movies as well as taking the characters out of the films. Please Review.