Disclaimer - See Chapter One!
Author's Note - Hey everyone! Firstly I apologise for not updating for a ridiculous amount of time, but you know, the Hyperspace web-cam did become rather addictive! Ok, so here's the next part.read and review, please.pretty please! Oh, a note to British readers, did anyone see Ewan on Parkinson a couple of weeks ago? Still sporting the beard.he he.
Chapter 9 - Change of Destination
"Distance from our destination, R2?" questioned Anakin trying intently to keep his eyes alert and on the job. Obi-Wan was sat beside him posed in a Jedi meditative trance designed for long journeys. His face was serene and his body was perfectly still.
R2 beeped a swift reply to his pilot.
"An hour!? Oh Sith!"
Anakin looked to the heavens and sighed impatiently. Obi-Wan stirred beside him, rubbing the nape of his neck with his hand.
"How are we doing Anakin?" he asked, still grimacing at the tight confines within the ship.
"An hour Master and we will be there."
"Good", he replied before shuffling uncomfortably in his seat and settling back down again. He closed his eyes and his breathing slowed within a few minutes.
Anakin rolled his eyes when he heard a snore a few seconds later.
"You're welcome Master", he muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Just then a flash of bright white light caught the corner of his eye. It was coming from behind the ship. Surely the radar should have detected a ship that close. How could I not have sensed a presence that large? Anakin glanced at the radar, but there was nothing.
"What the -
Suddenly the ship jolted sharply to the left jerking Obi-Wan awake. He blinked several times before questioning his apprentice.
"Anakin?"
His padawan was struggling to get the ship under control, desperately fiddling with various switches as the craft continued to buckle and swerve out of control.
"Something attacked from behind, I didn't get the chance to see what it was, they were too fast", he blurted out still wrestling with the controls.
"Are the deflector shields activated?"
"Of course! I'm not a fool Master." Another shudder rocked the ship, rebounding off the glass exterior. This time the ship began to plummet downwards at a dangerously high speed. Anakin's robes were dripping with sweat as he continued to struggle with the ship's steering to no avail. The cockpit was filling with choking black smoke as several instruments caught alight. A ring of fire soon surrounded the two Jedi, destroying everything in its path, edging closer to them with every passing moment. Anakin screamed something inaudible above the noise of the plunging ship, his voice becoming lost in the shrill screech of the engine below. Obi-Wan was already unfastening his safety belt, holding his breath so as not to breathe in too much smoke. "Unfasten your belt. Try to leap free before the ship hits the ground!" Anakin scrambled to do as instructed, coughing and wheezing on the dense smoke cloud amalgamating in the ship. His blackened hands yanked impatiently on his safety belt. It would not budge. Not one to give up easily, Anakin tried a second time, using the Force to boost his strength. The strip of metal would not give an inch. It was jammed solid. "Ready?" "It won't budge! I'm stuck!" Obi-Wan shook his head. "We're too close to the ground, try and brace yourself for the impact!" Anakin nodded, closing his eyes in solemn resignation. His thoughts drifted almost automatically to Padme, back on Naboo. Oh Sith! If only Padme were Force-sensitive- I cannot even say goodbye. Don't focus on the negative Anakin. We're not dead yet, not by a long shot.
Anakin's head jerked round to face his Master who had clearly felt everything he had just thought.
Damn these Force shields. They obviously aren't strong enough.
Anakin smiled weakly at his Master. Obi-Wan, in return, tried to give a convincingly confident smile back to his padawan.
I wish I had the courage to believe my own words he thought to himself.
There was an ear-piercing whine as the engine finally failed and then there was nothing.
Author's Note - Hey everyone! Firstly I apologise for not updating for a ridiculous amount of time, but you know, the Hyperspace web-cam did become rather addictive! Ok, so here's the next part.read and review, please.pretty please! Oh, a note to British readers, did anyone see Ewan on Parkinson a couple of weeks ago? Still sporting the beard.he he.
Chapter 9 - Change of Destination
"Distance from our destination, R2?" questioned Anakin trying intently to keep his eyes alert and on the job. Obi-Wan was sat beside him posed in a Jedi meditative trance designed for long journeys. His face was serene and his body was perfectly still.
R2 beeped a swift reply to his pilot.
"An hour!? Oh Sith!"
Anakin looked to the heavens and sighed impatiently. Obi-Wan stirred beside him, rubbing the nape of his neck with his hand.
"How are we doing Anakin?" he asked, still grimacing at the tight confines within the ship.
"An hour Master and we will be there."
"Good", he replied before shuffling uncomfortably in his seat and settling back down again. He closed his eyes and his breathing slowed within a few minutes.
Anakin rolled his eyes when he heard a snore a few seconds later.
"You're welcome Master", he muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Just then a flash of bright white light caught the corner of his eye. It was coming from behind the ship. Surely the radar should have detected a ship that close. How could I not have sensed a presence that large? Anakin glanced at the radar, but there was nothing.
"What the -
Suddenly the ship jolted sharply to the left jerking Obi-Wan awake. He blinked several times before questioning his apprentice.
"Anakin?"
His padawan was struggling to get the ship under control, desperately fiddling with various switches as the craft continued to buckle and swerve out of control.
"Something attacked from behind, I didn't get the chance to see what it was, they were too fast", he blurted out still wrestling with the controls.
"Are the deflector shields activated?"
"Of course! I'm not a fool Master." Another shudder rocked the ship, rebounding off the glass exterior. This time the ship began to plummet downwards at a dangerously high speed. Anakin's robes were dripping with sweat as he continued to struggle with the ship's steering to no avail. The cockpit was filling with choking black smoke as several instruments caught alight. A ring of fire soon surrounded the two Jedi, destroying everything in its path, edging closer to them with every passing moment. Anakin screamed something inaudible above the noise of the plunging ship, his voice becoming lost in the shrill screech of the engine below. Obi-Wan was already unfastening his safety belt, holding his breath so as not to breathe in too much smoke. "Unfasten your belt. Try to leap free before the ship hits the ground!" Anakin scrambled to do as instructed, coughing and wheezing on the dense smoke cloud amalgamating in the ship. His blackened hands yanked impatiently on his safety belt. It would not budge. Not one to give up easily, Anakin tried a second time, using the Force to boost his strength. The strip of metal would not give an inch. It was jammed solid. "Ready?" "It won't budge! I'm stuck!" Obi-Wan shook his head. "We're too close to the ground, try and brace yourself for the impact!" Anakin nodded, closing his eyes in solemn resignation. His thoughts drifted almost automatically to Padme, back on Naboo. Oh Sith! If only Padme were Force-sensitive- I cannot even say goodbye. Don't focus on the negative Anakin. We're not dead yet, not by a long shot.
Anakin's head jerked round to face his Master who had clearly felt everything he had just thought.
Damn these Force shields. They obviously aren't strong enough.
Anakin smiled weakly at his Master. Obi-Wan, in return, tried to give a convincingly confident smile back to his padawan.
I wish I had the courage to believe my own words he thought to himself.
There was an ear-piercing whine as the engine finally failed and then there was nothing.