Digs way out of revision books and notes Hey! Sorry about the wait, I'm in the middle of exams, I'm moving house, I had a play…you get the gist ) I'll update as fast as I can but I sometimes don't even have access to a PC right now, hopefully be updating soon as! On with the chapter

Disclaimer: "sniffles" I have sent George Lucas countless requests that he sell me Star Wars for £10, I have had no replies yet and cant think why…

Skye hurried down the corridor. She had been given explicit orders to make sure the Jedi was all right. She smiled, she would have a chance to speak with him and see if he knew anything.

"About what?" she asked herself as she slowed down. She was not going to reduce herself to a blubbering idiot in front of a Jedi. Ever since she was a child she had been excited by the idea of adventure and this man might give her a chance. But what to offer in return? Skye had learned long ago that no one ever gave anything for nothing. Some people might not even realise they did it, but they did. She frowned at the walls in disdain. Grey. Everything down here was grey. It had to be the most horrible colour in the galaxy. The Jedi would likely be desperate to get outside. She mentally smacked herself on the forehead

"Outside! Of course. The Jedi would trade any knowledge for escape" but first he had to trust her. She would keep her word, she always did.

As she pushed open the door to the cell the Jedi stiffened

"Hello! You're awake then are you?" the Jedi did not reply, just watched her carefully. Skye inwardly sighed, she didn't blame him for not being in the most trusting of moods. Turning her head she noticed the pain killing drug she had left for him. He had not used it. The idiot must have left himself in a terrible amount of pain. "Look." She said "I'm not the one who does the evil deeds here. I just get paid to make sure you don't die." He paled a little and she felt guilty for being so harsh but she had dealt with fighters like this often enough in the war. "Its only me who leaves the tablets and everything." He cleared his throat

"I've had…bad experiences with this kind of thing." Skye nodded

"Haven't we all? But I promise mine are genuine. Try them; if you die I owe you money! He managed a small smile at that

"Remember, Jedi become part of the Force so I'll hold you to that!" she smiled, but he grimaced. The thought of the other Jedi had saddened him, she stared at him directly

"Is it true?"

"What?"

"The rumours."

He looked at her blankly, confusion etched upon his face and she laughed

"Ah, of course you would not have had time to gather the gossip. The papers and the Senators all claim that the Jedi tried to overthrow the republic and they were wiped out in the struggle. I would say that you are evidence to the contrary. However, there are other rumours. They say that a rebellion has been started against the Emperor by some former Senators and the last of the Jedi!"

hope flickered in Obi Wan's heart. Could it be that some of the Jedi had survived their purge? He looked at Skye closely

"Why are you telling me this?"

"This may come as a surprise, but some who weren't ever Jedi don't like the Emperor. We can see through it. I want to fight it in any way I can! I can hold a blaster and pull the trigger when it is pointed at someone. I discovered that about three years into the clone wars." She glanced suspiciously around as if afraid the walls were listening "I need to find the rebels! I will find them and join them. If you help me then I'll make sure you get out of here alive!"

"I'm sorry." Said Obi Wan, he looked away from her "The Jedi no longer exists. I saw many of them die, and if Palpatine is alive then Yoda is dead! There will be no alliance!" Skye was surprised at such a show of emotion from a Jedi but pressed nonetheless

"Say there was a rebellion? Say Jedi Master Yoda was still alive? How would I find them? You Jedi are supposed to stop people getting killed, make sure I don't do something stupid!"

"You're doing something foolish getting into this! If you are determined though…If the Jedi could not return to the temple then they would be keeping mobile. The Emperor will be searching ruthlessly for them. Look for evidence of a ship that moves constantly, never stopping for long. Make sure you take a ship that is not bugged." He looked at her with his eyes burning "If you get me killed, or any of the survivors, so help me chains or no chains, Jedi or no Jedi, I will kill you!" Skye only nodded. She turned and swept from the cell having no more to say. She could not stay very long anyway at the risk of implicating herself.

Hours later, a dark figure swept a cloak round its shoulders and slipped through a back entrance to the senate building. It hurried through streets looking around furtively (although most of the crowds were doing this anyway, fear in their eyes.) The figure slipped into an aircraft hanger and walked up to an unguarded shuttle. Nonchalantly, the person slid into the seat before pulling out an electronic device that stuck to the keypad. The machine jerked into action and the shuttle left without the guards even twitching.

In hyperspace Skye sighed with relief. That journey had been planned so carefully, down to the last look. She hoped the Jedi had been right about this. What she had not told him was that the news had confirmed the existence of a rebel alliance. Rumour had it that the Emperor could read minds and she did not want to incriminate herself I any manner. She muttered to herself darkly

"Far to much of my knowledge comes from the gossips these days. Such is war, but I believe that until I find these rebels, I am on the wrong side!" She placed the shuttle on autopilot and began to plan her route. All she would have to do was go to an uncontrolled planet, walk into any bar and she would hear all she needed, probably more than she wanted to know as well. The problem was she had to move quickly. The agents of the Emperor would be looking for her if she was gone too long. An image flitted across her mind of her in a fake blue beard walking down the streets while Clones looked left and right for her. She brushed it aside. Find the Rebels!

Meanwhile, Anakin was again headed towards Obi Wans cell. In a much calmer mood he hoped. Obi Wan started as Anakin entered his "room" and unconsciously put a hand to his bandaged chest

"Good afternoon my old master." The part of Anakin that was Vader moaned inside. Why could they not just kill him, slowly and painfully? He pushed it back. His Master had ordered him to go and see what information would be gained. Anakin straightened, there was death and there was pain. Pain he was allowed to deal in!

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