Alternate Jedi Apprentice

by Akira Sazanami

Taking off from the Alternate Jedi book series #2, after Qui-Gon has finally chosen Obi-Wan as his Padawan... though someone else has other plans. Along with a sake drinking bandit from Leikaku and a certain lavender haired boy named Trunks!

3. Targeted

Alternate Jedi Apprentice: Anti-Force Jedi? Ki?

Ki + Force = ?

By me, ^_~ Akira Sazanami, anti-genki, jigoku Trunks-aniki, the ever bestest and superior, Amy-sama!

If you are here, and don't know what this is about, go look back on my other chapters.

Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon, Clat'Ha, Si Treemba, and Xanatos is © of Lucas, Lucasbooks, Lucasfilms, whatever. Trunks is © of Akira Toriyama, and whoever. Tasuki is © of Yuu Watase and whatever. You know the drill. They DON'T belong to me, so don't sue me ok?

Chapter 5

Obi-Wan Kenobi wiped his forehead as he placed the last box. The boxes were small, but they were heavy. He wondered why that Hutt had asked him, or more clearly, demanded to have them onboard. The Hutt was the pilot, and specifically told him not to open them. The Hutt told Si Treemba the same.

Trouble always found Obi-Wan Kenobi, but this time, he decided to keep his nose where it belonged. It wouldn't look good to get into more trouble only after a few hours of being appointed a Padawan. The transport ship seemed huge to Obi-Wan. It was only going to transfer Qui-Gon and himself to wherever they were going. Why would they need such a vast ship?

There were so many boxes, and they were placed everywhere on the ship. But only one of them had a strange ticking sound inside, but Obi-Wan couldn't have just opened it. Besides, Obi-Wan wanted to explore the entire ship. After all, he was still a mere 12 year old boy. Si Treemba stood at his side, looking to him for what to do next.

"Hey Si Treemba!! Let's go explore the ship!! Qui-Gon, I mean, Master is still talking to Clat'Ha." Obi-Wan pointed through a window. Then he saw Qui-Gon talking to Clat'Ha and another woman, with light greenish hair. She was pretty. Obi-Wan had even felt the Force around her.

Si Treemba looked at his friend. "What are you staring at, Obi-Wan?"

"Oh... that woman. Do you know her?" Obi-Wan pointed at the woman again. "She seems to know Master well. I wonder who she is... oh well!! Let's take advantage of this Si Treemba!!"

The glittering eyes of the Arconan saw the look in Obi-Wan's eyes. "Uh oh... we sense your troublesome manner...."

"Oh come on Si Treemba!!" Obi-Wan's look was that of a young boy. He looked absolutely excited. "I mean, I'm going to have to leave anyway!! Qui-Gon never said we couldn't explore the ship! And it'll give us more time together! Plus I'll bet there's lots of stuff we could do."

Si Treemba couldn't resist. After all, these would be their last few minutes together for a long, long time. "Alright... let's go to the cockpit first..."

***

The trio continued walking down the hall as they talked. Then Clat'Ha's eyes widened. "Really? The Tasuki Solo? I kept hearing rumors of his unparalleled level of flying skills and techniques. Even some adventures! And you grew up with him?"

Tora continued the story, forgetting the little... grudge with Clat'Ha. She stepped in. "Yes.. he's still a fakkingu aho buta-chan."

Clat'Ha looked to Qui-Gon and Tora confused. Her answer was a light-hearted chuckle from Qui-Gon and another smirk from Tora. "What? What's an... aho-buta-chan?"

With that comment, Tora and Qui-Gon burst into laughter, almost collapsing onto the floor. Their laughs almost echoed in the entire room. Clat'Ha tried to imitate her best pouty-yet-I'm-still-angry-at-you-guys-look. Almost immediately, she caught herself grinning widely. "C'mon!! What is it?!"

"B-buta-chan..." Qui-Gon was almost lost in laughing. "Buta means pig. Aho means idiot. The -chan part..." Qui-Gon continued to laugh, not able to go on.

"And the -chan part is added for little or cutesey reasons!!" Tora added, giggling some more. "So basically--"

"So basically you called THE Tasuki Solo a cute moronic pig?" Clat'Ha asked, getting the point a bit. But she didn't get an answer back.

The 3 dissolved into more hysterical giggling.

"I really do not find this amusing, Tora." A voice from the hallway spoke, having a rich and rather rough-yet-alluring voice. The laughing stopped immediately. Tora and Qui-Gon didn't realize that the Force was still at work. It was very strong. Just as strong as Tora had arrived... but not as obvious. The two Jedi Knights looked behind themselves. Clat'Ha held her breath yet again.

A flash of black suddenly whizzed past them and a heap of black suddenly knocked Tora to the ground. Tora caught herself as she fell to one knee, scowling and huffing. Clat'Ha would have laughed, but she was suddenly staring in awe at what stood in front of her.

There was a figure in a black jacket kneeling in front of them. All they could see was how long the black jacket was and the fiery hair of the figure. His hair was like the color of fire.... reddish orange. It was well kept and styled. Qui-Gon looked amused. Tora looked ready to kill. Clat'Ha looked surprised.

Then the head lifted, to show eyes of glistening mirth with a sparkle that would be considered charming. The brown eyes danced. His chin was strong and a bit slender, with his lips curved into a mocking smirk. His skin was tan and it highly made his hair stand out from the dark colors of his jacket. "That was payback, Kitten." The man said, in the same voice which had addressed them before.

Qui-Gon gaped. "T-tasuki?!"

Tasuki smirked at Tora, on the ground. "Yep. Tasuki Solo. I sensed her fakkin' presence." Looking to everyone, he cocked an eyebrow up and shrugged his shoulders, showing his strong, broad shoulders. He was as tall as Qui-Gon. "What the hell is everyone doin'?"

Tora scowled and stood up, brushing herself off. "...since when has my business been yours?! I'm looking for MY Padawan learner. You seen her, beef-head?" Sighing impatiently, she wondered how much trouble she had already gotten into in one day. A reunion with her childhood friend, a jealous woman, now a bumbling idiot. What next?

"I am not a beef-head, baka air-headed amazon. No I haven't seen her." Tasuki glared at her.

Qui-Gon chuckled lightly. He seemed to be the only one having fun. "You two haven't changed at all since back then..."

Tora grinned at Qui-Gon. "Of course not..." Her syrupy sweet voice seemed to have reached Tasuki, as he began to glower. Then he turned his attention to Clat'Ha.

Tasuki winked at Clat'Ha. "Yes, you get to be graced with the presence of me, Tasuki Solo." Clat'Ha was almost overwhelmed. This is the Tasuki Solo I heard so much about? He seems so proud and.. playful? "Y-yes, my name is Clat'Ha. I've heard so much about you!!"

The fiery Jedi smirked again. "I'm not surprised."

Clat'Ha continued her little 'celebrity' bit. Tora grit her teeth. What's so great about buta-chan anyway? Qui-Gon smirked, as Tora glowered. "So Tasuki..." Clat'Ha continued. "What are you doing here?"

Tora gave Tasuki a dirty look. "...He just probably got lost."

"I bet he was following you around, Tora." Qui-Gon added, chuckling lightly.

Now it was Tasuki's turn to scowl. "I was not following this amazon around!! I was looking for... Torankusu!!"

Facefaulting, Tora cocked her eyebrows at Tasuki. Qui-Gon and Clat'Ha looked to themselves, both of their eyes saying, Geez... Then Tora rolled her eyes. "What's THAT?"

Insulted, Tasuki boiled. "HE'S MY PADAWAN!!!"

"Feh. The poor fellow..." Tora sneered.

Qui-Gon stood there, his eyes swirling. "You BOTH have Padawans..." That's a scary thought...

Now Tora looked insulted. "HEY! Why are you so surprised, Master Jinn?"

Tasuki turned his back to Tora, like in so many immature ways that boys and girls do. "Besides, I'm only here because the brat, AKA Torankusu, was worried 'bout his sister, Hinoe!!"

Qui-Gon sweated. "N-nothing Tora. Just wondering how we all got into this..." This time, it was in a tone of seriousness he had not spoken in for the last few minutes. It was interesting. 3 Jedi Knights, if not masters, stuck on the same location, and the same time? It just didn't make any sense. He looked to Clat'Ha, who was being unusually quiet as the two went on arguing. She was confused, to say the least. He could sympathize with her. Tora and Tasuki were loud enough for all of them.

Tora looked surprised when Tasuki had mentioned 'Hinoe'. "Hinoe? My precious Padawan?"

Tasuki rolled his eyes. "Didn't you remember? Torankusu and Hinoe are brother and sister." He chose this time to make yet another insult. "I just chose the better half."

Qui-Gon sighed. "Don't worry Clat'Ha... you get used to them." Clat'Ha nodded, just watching the entertainment unfold before them.

Clenching her fist rather cutely trying to be threatening, Tora grit his teeth. "Don't insult Hinoe. She's got more wit than any man!! Her brother is no better than you are!!"

Tasuki stuck his tongue out, oh so cutely. "Torankusu has been with me for years. He's 15. I'm guessin' Hinoe has more wit than you if she's related to my Padawan."

Tora widened her eyes and would have punched the lights out of him but she chose to not be violent and said, "..Wh-what?"

"You heard me right, Kitten." Then Tasuki winked at her.

"Aren't they cute?" Clat'Ha smirked to Qui-Gon.

"I heard that, Clat'Ha!" Tora replied, ever defiant. "KITTEN?! Aargh, I don't have time for this!" She turned to Qui-Gon, and her face suddenly softened. "Hey... what are you doing here on Bandomeer anyway?"

Qui-Gon feared she would ask that. He paled, remembering Xanatos. Clat'Ha looked concerned. Tora's face suddenly took on a worried cease. "Qui-Gon?" Tasuki raised his eyebrow. "Xanatos?"

"N-no..." Qui-Gon shook his head and hands in front of him. He didn't want to remember Xanatos. Just because he had dismissed Xanatos as another enemy, didn't mean he had dismissed Xanatos from his entire memory. It was still painful, and he couldn't forget everything he wanted to.

"Then.. what is it?" Tora and Tasuki asked. "You can tell us."

"I... had a mission here. And I have a new Padawan as well."

Tora eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" Didn't he vow never to take on another Padawan? Because of Xanatos?

Tasuki seemed to be thinking the same thing. I hope this Padawan makes him happy... Xanatos seemed to have cast a dark, icy barrier over him...

"Yes... Obi-Wan Kenobi." Qui-Gon nodded.

***

Si Treemba was bored. Obi-Wan seemed to have jumped and oohed and aahed over every little detail of the ship. What was so fascinating about these to Obi-Wan? They had only explored probably half the ship, and Obi-Wan Kenobi showed no signs of slowing down.

Obi-Wan was fascinated. He was a boy who spent nearly all his life in the Jedi Temple. The technology was so immense. Sure, he had flown the Monument, but he had no time to be fascinated.

"Obi-Wan, we are bored."

Obi-Wan looked up. "...what?"

"We are going to help Qui-Gon in. We have not seen the pilot--"

"I know!! It's great!" Grinning Obi-Wan dragged Si Treemba along the hallway, towards the back of the ship. The interior of the ship was cloaked with black, with panels and screens sticking out everywhere. Si Treemba wondered why such advanced controls were on the ship... this was supposed to be just a ship to carry Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon to another place. And he didn't even know what place it was. It just made Si Treemba suspicious.

Si Treemba finally put his feet on the ground, making Obi-Wan stop. "Obi-Wan, we need to go. We still have our job to do."

"I understand." Obi-Wan nodded, running off, excited to see the rest of the ship. Si Treemba smiled. He didn't want to remove his friend's expression off his face. Obi-Wan would be happy. Si Treemba laughed and walked off the ship, towards Clat'Ha and Qui-Gon.

A Hutt stood in the corner, hidden and unnoticed. Then he slithered off the ship, after Si Treemba, going into another direction, in the same fashion.

***

"Obi-Wan Kenobi?" Tora asked. She and Tasuki looked to each other, this time without any mocking or threats, just wonder. "That boy? Wow. He's got a lot of potential and skill! You're lucky Qui-Gon, I wish I had a student like that!" Tasuki exclaimed. "Torankusu's older... much like Obi-Wan. Isn't Obi-Wan the angry one?"

Qui-Gon frowned. Sure his Padawan was angry, but he almost took that comment as an insult. "I... guess so." Clat'Ha sighed and kept quiet. She just wanted to spend time with Qui-Gon. Not watch the two argue and get the woman on her bad side. Tora started it anyway...

Si Treemba looked at the quartet in front of him. "Wow. Who are these people Qui-Gon?" The Arconan wondered how Qui-Gon and Clat'Ha suddenly attracted two more people. The woman Obi-Wan had pointed out was still with them, and now a fiery haired (and headed) one. Work could wait...Thought Si Treemba. These were probably Qui-Gon's friends.

"Heh." Tasuki smirked, this time it had a bit of care in it. "I see." Xanatos still shadows him, I see. "So, where is he?"

Qui-Gon motioned towards the transport. "In there. Most probably waiting for me. Which reminds me, I should get going." He turned around, letting his cloak flow in the air of his turn.

"Hey Qui-Gon wait!!" Tasuki yelled.

Then a flow of air went past Qui-Gon as Tasuki fell to the floor with a clatter, with a... boy on top of him. Tora snickered softly. Qui-Gon just stood confused. Clat'Ha sighed. All 3 of them are Jedi Masters... Tora's... feh.... Tora's Tora. Tasuki's a proud flirtatious bandit. Qui-Gon's the only sane one....

The boy had a black tunic on, with black baggy pants. His looks were human... and quite overly average at that. ^_~ Qui-Gon had seen so much black on this planet. And they all reminded him of Xanatos. Qui-Gon blinked. "Umm.... excuse me..." The boy turned around. His lavender hair immediately stood out from the black he was wearing. He had a nicely done pony-tail, his eyes... a deep crystalline blue. Young as his face was, it showed signs of experience. Shaking his head, Qui-Gon could say that the boy was no more then 14 or 15.

Then he noticed yet another disturbance in the Force. This boy's power... it was still uncontrolled.... but it wasn't untrained.

The human looking boy hopped off Tasuki with ease, and landed on the ground gracefully without a sound. Before anyone could react, the boy picked up Tasuki rather aggressively, gritting his teeth. Obviously, he wasn't happy.

The boy looked to everyone with an analyzing gaze, then his gaze tore from them to Tasuki. Tasuki straightened up and brushed his jacket off, looking down at the lavender haired young boy in front of him. "As I was saying Qui-Gon, you can't go yet."

Everyone blinked. Who would assualt a Jedi Knight, Tasuki like that? And without Tasuki getting angry? THAT was no less than a miracle. Tasuki calmly looked down at the boy. The boy was... pissed.. to put it lightly. Tasuki then spoke some more. "Meet my Padawan, Torankusu. Or Trunks."

Trunks flared. "Master, WHY must you always cause trouble?! Why did you leave me back at the bar?!?!"

Qui-Gon smirked. Figures, I wonder how Tasuki became a Jedi Master. The poor Padawan. What did Tasuki do this time?

Tora snickered. "Che. You don't know the half of it, little one."

"What the HELL is that supposed to mean?!" Tasuki threw a 'look' at Tora. Then he quickly cocked an eyebrow at his Padawan. The boy was struggling to not do... something. "Trunks, calm down."

"CALM DOWN?!" Powers of the Force began to pulse around the boy... and some other power as well. It wasn't evil... but it was powerful. Tora raised her eyebrows. She was suprised with this kind of power. It wasn't just the Force. It was something that had come.. somewhere even stronger. She hadn't seen this kind of power ever. Except in Hinoe. And NO ONE could do what Hinoe could do. Hinoe was special. Tasuki's Padawan had the same power. Great.

Qui-Gon blinked. He had never seen or felt this kind of power Trunks was manipulating. It was a frail signal of power, but the way Trunks handled it, the signature of power was just a concealment. Even Clat'Ha, who was not experienced in the ways of the Force or powers like that, sensed an aura of... power from Trunks. Si Treemba had walked in unexpectedly, and then stood behind Clat'Ha.

All of them, except Tasuki, wondered what Trunks was exerting...

"Che!! Why the hell did you try to run out of that place without paying?!" Trunks fumed, ignoring everyone who stared at him.

Tasuki smiled and put his hand on Trunks' head. "Exactly wha' I said it meant, baka." Grinning stupidly, he continued. "You got the natural skills an' all, but no determination ta fight. 'Cept when that boney lil' 'mouto of yers is involved."

Clat'Ha sighed. Taking Si Treemba's arm, she decided to leave. After all, she had dealt with enough life threatening situations before and she did not want to be held in another one. Qui-Gon nodded as they left. "So Tasuki, this is your Padawan?" He then took out his universal translator. Baka? Imouto? He looked to Tora with pleading eyes.

Tora smiled, and whispered to Qui-Gon. "Baka means idiot, stupid or fool.. etc. Imouto means little sister." Then she began scowling at Tasuki.

Tasuki looked to Qui-Gon, as he brushed Trunks off him, and stood up. "Yeah, this is the one, unfortunately." Tasuki held Trunks by the head, as Trunks swung wildly with his fists, hitting nothing but air. It was a comical scene.

Tora scowled at Tasuki, clenching her fist at him. "Fakkingu AHO! Don't insult Hinoe."

Qui-Gon was still analyzing Trunks. Trunks was still angry, and he was still struggling with something. Some power he had.... Meanwhile, Tora smirked at Tasuki. "MY Padawan can kick your ass anytime."

Tasuki glared at Tora for a moment. "Che!! Yer lucky I didn't insult YOU yet!!"

Tora sighed. "I'm not interested with talking to anyone with your level. Trunks, have you seen your sister?"

Then Tasuki returned the smirk Tora had given him. "Yeah yeah, sure sure. She'd be cryin' inside 5 minutes!! Wit yer crappy trainin', she couldn't even beat Qui-Gon." He laughed. Qui-Gon sighed. Why me? Why me?

Trunks sighed sadly, saying nothing as he stood up. Obviously, he was embarrassed with his Master's behavior. "Iie, Tora-san. I can barely detect her ki with all this *noise*..." Trunks emphasized the word as he glared at Tasuki, who just shrugged in return.

Tora looked at Qui-Gon, who had that confused look on his face again. Tora smiled. "Iie means no. -San is a suffix for older people... respectful. Che. At least Trunks learned about that before meeting buta-chan here--crappy training?!" At this, Qui-Gon almost jumped into the air. Tora yelled at Tasuki. "She has natural talent!! FEH!! What would YOU know about training anyway?!"

"I'm worried." Trunks said, almost below a whisper.

Qui-Gon was silent, as always. What was the boy talking about? Ki? What was that? "Ki?" Qui-Gon asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tora and Tasuki were off in their own little world. Glaring. Tasuki spat out, "In HELL your Padawan does, Tora!! Che... she's just as crappy as her master, namely you--" Tasuki was cut off short, as he flew, yes flew, through the air, as Trunks stood where Tasuki once stood, twitching angrily.

Everyone looked to Trunks. The boy was already amazing as it was. How'd he make Tasuki fly through the air like that? Tora was the first one to react. She gave an approving smile to Trunks. "Thank you."

Then Trunks looked to Qui-Gon, his angry features quieting. "You... don't know about ki?" Trunks was confused. How can these Jedi not know about ki? The Force was a powerful thing. But... ki was as well. But these people didn't even know what it was? Impossible..

Qui-Gon blinked and looked at the boy in front of him intently. What power was ki? Was the boy really that powerful, he could take on a Jedi Knight? Trunks put his hand behind his neck, looking at them all. "So who are you all again? I don't think I caught any of your names..."

Then a low groan came from the direction of where Tasuki had flown to. Qui-Gon sighed. He'd never get to ask any questions about Trunks. And he was already on a schedule. A schedule which even HE didn't know. He decided for the greater good, to help Tasuki out. Walking to some nearby ship, he found Tasuki embedded upside down.... on the ship.

Tora called out. "Leave him there. It's better that way, Master Jinn." But Qui-Gon nodded to her, but took Tasuki down anyway. He was amazed beyond words. Tasuki flying through the air, some... power coming from his Padawan, and he had to go... somewhere where even he didn't know. And why did he keep getting some sort of calling to the Force when all 3 of them had met? If this was a calling of the Force, it was a rather strong one. Qui-Gon poked Tasuki's lolling head as he put him down. "Err... he doesn't look too good."

Tasuki just blinked opened an eye. "Daa.. okaasan, is that you?" Qui-Gon sighed. "Since when am I your mother, Tasuki?" Tora ran over with Trunks, saying, "He always looks like that, leave him alone."

Tasuki blinked, patting Qui-Gon's face. "Eww.... 'kaasan, when you'd get so ugly?" Blinking again, he squinted harder at Qui-Gon's face. "Oh. It's jus' you, Qui-Gon." Turning to Tora, he replied, "Quiet you. I look better than you even on a bad day." He sat up, shaking his head.

Qui-Gon popped Tasuki on the head again. "You're right Tora." Tora on the other hand, clenched her fist again. Trunks just stood, shaking his head at his 'Master'. Qui-Gon was confused. Why was Trunks so much powerful than Tasuki? What kind of Padawan was he? He elbowed Tasuki. "Tasuki.... what's with Trunks?"

Tora smiled. Trunks was nice. Anybody who opposed Tasuki probably would be qualified for 'nice' for Tora. "I'm Tora. Hinoe's Master."

Trunks shyly looked at Tora. "So this is Tora-san, Tasuki?" He blinked at her, looking so shy and innocent at the moment. "She doesn't look like an evil, sake pilfering, horned so and so to me..." Tora widened her eyes, and turned to Tasuki with an angry look. "You talk to your Padawan about me, buta-aho?!"

Qui-Gon poked Tasuki. "Where'd you find Trunks, Tasuki?" Tasuki ignored Tora, as usual, and looked to Qui-Gon. He laughed, showing cute little fangs. "Well, Qui-Gon, it's a long story." Tasuki received a skeptical look from Tasuki.

Tora wasn't amused. She picked up a rock from the ground and swiftly threw it at Tasuki's head with great aim. Then she looked to Trunks. "Ne, the Fates must have it bad for you... giving you such a fakkingu cocky ass for a Master."

Qui-Gon watched as the rock flew by him, missing him by centimeters. That looked painful. But Tasuki caught it right in front of his face, and just as quickly threw it back at Tora. Tora ducked in time, shaking her fist at Tasuki. "Aho!! You could have smashed my face!!"

Again, Tasuki ignored her. "Che.. well ya see, one day, this broad who was like, nearly dead crawled up to me and dropped off these two brats and--" And then again, Tasuki got popped in the face, by a simmering Trunks.

Trunks gave Tasuki a look that was almost lethal. "Oi! My mom ain't a broad!! Don't you EVER call her that!! UNFORTUNATELY, you were the only one she could find..." At this point, Trunks was shaking Tasuki by the collar... which was almost funny because Trunks was much shorter than Tasuki. "And since then I've been stuck with YOU!" Trunks threw Tasuki past Qui-Gon, looking to the side... darkly. "Now where's Hinoe? I don't have time for your BSing... *master*." Trunks spat out the last word as if it were bitter.

Qui-Gon sighed in frustration, looking to the transport. "I think I better get going..." I'm not getting anywhere with this... He caught Tasuki as he flew by as well. "I don't have time for this. I need to get back to my Padawan, and for the last time, no child has been here."

Tora looked to Trunks again, ignoring Qui-Gon. "...I can't find Hinoe myself... she's been missing for awhile now." At this, Trunks' eyes changed. Trunks felt himself remember about Hinoe saying something about stalling. "Ne, Qui-Gon-san..." Trunks began to say, "Your pilot has waited this long. Why not a little longer?" Qui-Gon didn't answer.

Tora rolled her eyes, annoyed. "Feh. This is wasting time." She started to walk off. "I'll go and find Hinoe myself." Trunks reacted immediately at Hinoe's name. "Wait Tora-san!! I'll help too!!" Qui-Gon was busily trying to whap Tasuki back into conciousness.

Qui-Gon turned his head towards the transport ship. The vibrations in the Force were... evil. Something's wrong... Qui-Gon didn't like it. But there was nothing he could sense from it. It was like a bad feeling he couldn't stop.

"Feh..." Tora muttered. "Qui-Gon cares for Tasuki more than he does me."

Trunks patted Tora on the back. "Ne ne, Tora-san. Qui-Gon-san just pities him. Like everyone else..." Qui-Gon looked into the ship, still carrying Tasuki. Trunks walked to the ship, frowning. "I know she's close by Tora-san.... I just can't figure out where."

***

Obi-Wan wondered what was taking his master so long. The Hutt pilot had long since left, and the ticking of the objects in the boxes was getting to him. The ship was massive. He skipped through the halls, being the young boy he was, taking advantage of his master's tardiness. The pilot was gone, so what would be the problem wiht exploring?

Obi-Wan turned a corner... and almost tripped over a little person. He stumbled and caught himself, and twirled to face the intruder. There was no one supposed to be aboard. Except himself and Qui-Gon. And he felt... a Force around him/her as well. Was he/she a Jedi as well? But he was too uncontrolled in the Force. He couldn't tell.

The figure calmly stood, not being very tall. It was wrapped in a white loose tunic, much similar to his own. Obi-Wan couldn't even tell if this person... was a girl or a boy. It covered itself in a dark rough cloak, covering loose leather boots below. But it was human looking. It looked up into his eyes. Obi-Wan stood, looking into the person's eyes. And it looked surprised and wide. The eyes were..... green. Dark green. Almost like a crystalline green.... Obi-Wan shook his head. The figure had light skin, and a soft face. Small nose, and small lips-- err... blushing, Obi-Wan suddenly whipped up, giving the person an analyzing gaze. The eyes were far too... girlish for a boy.

The person stepped back, with a frown. Obi-Wan blinked. It was a girl. Her hair, a dark dark brown which could have been classified as tomboyish, or just plain cute. It framed her eyes perfectly, stopping at her cheeks, curving so that it was somewhat girlish. She was small and short, and young. He received a fierce glare for his analyzing look. Ready for battle, Obi-Wan's hand strayed to his lightsaber. He didn't know if this girl was evil or not.

The girl didn't respond. She opened a cabinet, taking a box that Obi-Wan had packed for the Hutt, and shook it slightly. It had a metal noise, hitting the sides of the box making a sliding sound each time.

"Hey!! What're you doing?!" Obi-Wan took his lightsaber out, and it lit up, bright and menacing. "What're you doing here, anyway?!" The girl didn't move back. But she didn't move foward either. Her gaze was still hostile. Then she looked to the box.

Obi-Wan looked to the box as well, but kept his stance and lightsaber in grip. Why does she want the box? "Well? What're you doin' here?!" The girl didn't say a word, but her gaze was piercing. She advanced towards him, kicking the box away. He felt the Force wrap around himself as well... and suddenly his lightsaber was plucked from his hands, and into the girl's outstretched hand.

Obi-Wan almost panicked. What does she want?! He didn't know this girl and what she wanted. Why was she here? But one thing was clear. The way she was holding his lightsaber.... it was a battle stance. An offensive stance. And in Obi-Wan's musings... I think this is the time to panic... Obi-Wan stepped back, and fell. The girl was about to attack!!

The girl jumped at him with lightning speed with lightsaber in hand, blocking his vision. Her look was... dangerous. There was no way he could defend himself.

"MASTER QUI-GON!!!!"

***

Qui-Gon twirled to the sound of his Padawan. At that moment, he ran towards the ship.Obi-Wan's in danger!! "Obi-Wan!!!!" The others turned to Qui-Gon, just as worried. His heart was racing, pushing his legs as fast as they could go. He couldn't lose Obi-Wan!!

Tora ran after Qui-Gon, dragging Tasuki along with her, but not able to catch up with the Jedi Master. What was with Qui-Gon? Tasuki himself had gotten to his feet, and was catching up with Qui-Gon within seconds. Trunks was the only one who didn't move. He just gave them an almost... neutral look. Then he yelled. "Qui-Gon!! WAIT!!"

Qui-Gon wouldn't stop at anything. Now he had to save his Padawan.

Trunks suddenly fazed out of the place he was standing at, and fazed in front of Qui-Gon, who was at the entrance of the ship. Qui-Gon gave him a dangerous glance. "Get out of my WAY!!" Qui-Gon was ready to push Trunks out of his way, not caring how injured the boy would be after the fall.

Tasuki grabbed Trunks by his collar. "Get outta the way!!"

Trunks had his arms outstrectched and he glared at all of them. "NO!! Something bad is going to happen!!! I won't let you in that ship!"

Qui-Gon was about to say something, but something in the ship exploded, parts flying everywhere.

Then the whole ship blew up in front of their eyes. The fire was just intimidating. There was no way anyone could get in now. The parts were suddenly... not hitting them. Trunks turned and kept his stance, as if to protect the others. Qui-Gon didn't say a word as the ship went flaring, a white hot fire devoured the ship, with an agonizing blaze that Qui-Gon knew... was in his heart. The ship would be gone... his... Padawan.... would be... gone. But... the pain was unbearable as he watched the ship... go off in a fiery brilliance of fire, unable to do anything but watch everything burn.

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© by ME, Akira Megami-sama, and my co-authors. This chapter was made on June 2-7 '99. My email is chiisaishin@yahoo.com, if you want to reach the co-authors, ask me so I can ask them. Just remember this story is MINE and my co-authors, blahblahblah, make sure this story stays the same with nothing altered for distribution of Star Wars, DBZ, Fushigi Yuugi, etc. fans. I don't want to be sued since I have no money and I only want to have fun with this and done.