"How could this happen?" Luminara gasped. We had taken off and were tracking Shanti through the force. We had just locked onto her energy signature when we had all felt horrible pain come from her. Luminara was distraught. We had found out that Sideous's destination was Muunilist. We were following. Not a person on the ship was not worried sick. Boba was wearing a hole in the bottom of the ship as he paced back and forth. Luminara was resting her head against a wall and I suspected she was crying.

I felt sick to my stomach as another wave of pain came from Shanti.

"Master Ti?" I turned when I heard the voice of Zett.

"Yes, Padawan?" It took everything I had to keep my voice steady.

"How much longer until we come out of hyperspace?"

"It will take eight days, Zett." I bit my lip. Shanti would be at the Sith Lord's mercy for eight whole days. She had killed his apprentice. Either he would kill her or try to force her to replace Vader. Probably the second answer. Which meant there was still hope, as long as she could hold on…

"We are coming, my dear, sweet Shanti. Do not give up!" I thought, trying to channel the thought to her through the force.

"Hey," Zett said suddenly. "My Master wouldn't want us getting down like this. If we can keep our spirits up, she can draw energy from us. So we should do something fun, and forget she isn't here." He undid the cloth belt of his Maixan clothes, wadded it into a ball, and used his lightsaber to fuse the ends together. "Let's play catch! But one rule. No hands. You can use feet, the Force, tools, but no hands."

"The Padawan has a point," Luminara pointed out, wiping her eyes almost frantically. "Throw it here, please." Zett tossed the ball at her with the force. She caught it delicately on her head, rolled it back and forth, and then ducked to launch it in Fett's general direction. The bounty hunter whipped off his helmet, which he had put back on upon returning to the ship, and caught the ball in that.

"Irka, give er' a shot," he said. Using the helmet like a catapult, he tossed the ball to the Padawan. She caught it with the force. It wobbled in the air for a few moments and then fell to the ground. Irka sighed.

"Let me tell you what you did wrong," I said. "You focused too hard, Padawan. The harder you try, the harder a task becomes." I closed my eyes and pictured the ball in my mind. I pictured it lifting, lifting, and stopping before her face. "Just relax. Try again."

Irka reached out with the force again, took the ball, and asked me to let it go. I did. She closed her eyes. I think she was trying to throw it to one of the guards, because it went in the exact opposite direction and flew at me. I caught it between my montrals with help from the force and rolled it back and forth. Then I lifted it using the force and tossed it in Tann's direction.

We could not forget that Shanti wasn't here, but we distracted ourselves quite nicely. I thought it was a brilliant idea of Zett's, that was for sure. But after a while we got bored. So we exchanged riddles.

"What is more powerful than the Force and more evil than…than the Sith? What do the poor have and the rich need, and if you eat it, you die?" Luminara said. I rubbed my left lekku.

"Nothing," Master Choi said. "Nothing is more powerful than the force, nothing is more evil than the sith, the poor have nothing, the rich need nothing, and if you eat nothing, you die." He smiled.

"Correct, Master Choi!"

"Then it is my turn," he said. He thought for a moment, then:

"I am the beginning of the end, and the end of time and space. I am essential to creation and I surround every place. What am I?"

"That is easy," I said. "The letter E." Master Choi laughed.

"Yes. Your turn, Master Ti."

I rubbed my lekku again. "At night they come out without being fetched, but by day they are lost without being stolen. What are they?" That one stumped everyone but Zett, who figured it out in a few minutes.

"Stars," he said. We continued for a while longer, but even that became worn out after time, and by then we were ready to sleep. My sleep was filled with horrific, bloody nightmares I feared were actually true happenings.