Disclaimer: I can't think of anything cute to say so just know that it is not mine. It belongs to a man by the name of George Lucas.
Sorry guys, but this is a short chapter. By the way, originally I had planned for this story to only be Luke and Leia, but Obi-Wan just fit here.
Chapter 7- The Mysterious Jedi
Obi-Wan leaned on the wall outside of the clean and sterile medical wing. He rolled his eyes for the fiftieth time. Anakin can be so reckless. Luke had seemed reserved at first, but he was just as irresponsible in this instance.
A medi-droid came to him. "Sir, both young Jedi are doing well. However an abnormality was found in Jedi Walker's examination," the robotic voice spoke.
"An abnormality?" Obi-Wan asked, straightening in curiosity.
"His right hand, Master Jedi, was replaced by a robotic hand some time ago. It was going to be tested for damage, however the technology in it supersedes anything the Republic has currently in the databanks."
Obi-Wan had heard Luke say he was from Tatooine. If there was one thing that Obi-Wan knew about Tatooine, it was that it was not advanced in anything whatsoever. How did Luke get a high-technology hand?
Or more pressing, how did he loose it in the first place?
"Can you tell anything about the original injury, the injury in which he lost the hand?" Obi-Wan asked.
"It was a clean removal. Coagulation from being burned still shows on his muscles and blood vessels under the synthflesh. Thus, the weapon of highest probability would be a lightsaber, Master."
Obi-Wan shivered. Darth Maul's red and black face passed through his thoughts. Could Luke have had a run in with the Sith Lord? Obi-Wan found it unlikely, but how else would the young Jedi have lost the limb? The only other possibility was an accident.
However, Obi-Wan had seen the boy's reaction time. He made it out of the doomed speeder at the same time as Anakin.
"Could you run a midichlorian count on Jedi Walker for me?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Of course, Master Jedi."
Obi-Wan resumed his leaning on the wall. He thought about Luke. The boy was mysterious. Yoda obviously trusted him. Luke showed an obvious wariness and gave of waves of discomfort, as if he did not fit in.
Perhaps Luke had been betrayed by a Jedi? It would explain his quietness.
Also, his master had been killed? The murder of a Jedi was just plain rare. How long had Luke been without a master?
"Sir, the data you requested," a different droid handed him a datapad before leaving the hallway.
Obi-Wan took one look at the pad and his jaw dropped. 22,000 midichlorians. That was over 6000 more than him. No, it was nowhere near Anakin's incalculable amount, but it was impressive. Obi-Wan thought for a moment. That was higher than Yoda at 17,700, if Obi-Wan remembered right.
Who is this Luke Walker?
Obi-Wan scratched his chin. And what is going on with Tatooine?
He knew that Anakin had no father. So it ruled out the obvious thought of family relation. Or maybe not…
Maybe his mother was strong in the force? No…no, Anakin was conceived by midichlorians, that's why he's so strong…
But then how is it that two Jedi that had above average midichlorian counts were on that desolate Tatooine. Obi-Wan walked into Anakin and Luke's room. Both were sleeping with a frown etched on their faces.
"Excuse me," Obi-Wan addressed the droid, "Give me a blood comparison of Anakin to Luke."
"Yes, Master Jedi," the droid ran into another room.
Obi-Wan absently wandered to Luke's bed. The young man was breathing deeply. There was something about the boy…something…familiar.
He picked up Luke's right hand, examining it. It looked real, but the temperature of it was way too low. Obi-Wan could sense the circuitry below his fingers, but he was not as technologically gifted as his padawan and couldn't tell how complex it was.
"Here is the data-chip for your data-pad," the droid handed Obi-Wan the small silver disc.
"Thank you," Obi-Wan said.
He pulled the data-pad from his robes and prepared to insert the chip.
"Master! Why did you bring me to this infernal place?" Anakin whined from behind him.
"You had a concussion, Anakin. And you have a nasty cut above your right eye," Obi-Wan said.
Anakin grumbled.
Obi-Wan slipped the chip and the pad into his robes.
Luke was stirring as well. Anakin was already sitting up, ready to get out.
Obi-Wan would have to deal with the mystery of Luke Walker later.
