CHAPTER FIVE
Jacen
Solo walked into the hanger bay, scanning for the Lightning Rod among
the other ships present. It did not
take long for him to find the battered old ship, which was parked near his
Uncle Luke's x-wing and a couple of other light carrier crafts that he did not
know the name of. He spotted Tenal Ka
already making her way towards the ship.
Throwing his duffle bag over his
shoulder, he jogged towards the Lightning Rod.
"Need a hand?" Jacen asked coming up behind her on Rod's
boarding ramp.
"No thank you, I already have two
fully functional one's," she answered in all seriousness.
Jacen just shook his head, unable to
keep the grin off his face. Sometimes,
even now, Tenal Ka took things a little too literally.
"What I meant was do you want help carrying
your bag?"
"Thank you, but I am perfectly capable
of carrying my own bag," and she turned to head into the ship.
Frustrated, Jacen said, "what did I do
to make you so mad at me?"
"I am not mad at you, Jacen," she
said, turning back around so she was facing him.
"You could've fooled me. You've just been avoiding me every chance
you've got since you've been back,"
"I have not been avoiding you,"
"Yes you have," he insisted, and then
softening his voice, said, "did something happen while you were on Dathomir?"
She hesitated just a fraction of a
second. "No, nothing happened," why
can't he just believe me?
"You're
lying," he had not meant to say that out loud it had just slipped out. When he looked at her face he could tell she
was not angry with him for calling her a liar, but was angry because he would
not drop the subject.
"If you do not believe me, that is
your choice," she said gruffly, "but we have a mission to complete and that is
my first priority," with that, she turned on her heel and stormed into the
ship.
Jacen was not far behind her, but when
they got in the ship, they each went their separate ways. Tenal Ka headed for the lounge area, and
Jacen stayed where he was, throwing his duffle bag to the floor in disgust.
Jaina and Zekk, who were standing near
the entrance to the cockpit, had heard the entire skirmish unfold.
"It's gonna be a long trip," Zekk
whispered in Jaina's ear, then walked past her and into the cockpit.
Jaina did not disagree.
As the star lines of space stretched
around them and the Lightning Rod plunged into hyperspace, Zekk leaned
back in his seat, threading his hands behind his head in an effort to appear
calm, though he was anything but. He
could feel Jaina's eyes on him, searching him, trying to get an idea of what
was going on in his head. He did not
think she would stay silent for long, and he was right.
"What's got you so spooked, Zekk? You've had that haunted look in your eyes since
Tenal Ka mentioned Dundas as our best lead,"
"It's a long story," he said without
looking at her.
"It's a long trip," she countered.
He didn't say anything and Jaina could
tell he was genuinely uncomfortable with the subject. "Look, if you don't want
to tell me, it's okay," she said in an understanding voice.
"It's not that," Zekk said, turning in
the copilot's seat so he was facing her, "it's just…hard for me to talk about
the things I did while I was at the Shadow Academy."
So that's what has been eating away
at him, Jaina thought. She knew
better than most people the way Zekk had struggled to put his dark past behind
him. Sometimes, even now, she would
sense his thoughts dwelling on the things he had done as Brakiss' Darkest
Knight. Even she did not know
everything about Zekk's shady past. He
had shared some of it with her, not the worst parts, though. She had always sensed him holding back
whenever he had explained his time at the Shadow Academy. It was as if he thought that if she knew the
truth about every horrible thing he had done, she would run away from him and
he would lose her for good, like he almost had a few years ago when he had
turned to the dark side.
She was not ashamed of Zekk or
his past. Jaina had seen first hand the
way he had tried to make up for it by working so hard to become and
prove that he was a Jedi of the light. Still, she knew his past would always be a part of him, no matter how
hard he tried to forget it.
Jaina watched him take a deep breath,
as if he were preparing himself before revealing one of his dark secrets to
her. She waited patiently in her
pilot's seat, not wanting to rush Zekk into telling his tale before he was
ready.
"When I was at the Shadow Academy," he
began slowly, " there was another apprentice there about the same age as me,
training to be a Dark Jedi. His name
was Karsay. He grew up on the streets
of Dundas, and was the leader of the gang, Snake Eyes. The gang was made up of mostly runaways and
orphans, like the Lost Ones back on Courscant. Except Snake Eyes are a lot more ruthless," he added.
The Lost Ones were a gang that
inhabited the dingy and less hospitable lower levels of the Imperial City,
living in run-down buildings that had not been used since the days of the Old
Republic. They were a tough-looking
bunch that mainly stayed below the surface, scavenging for whatever food or
other materials they could find in order to make a living. More than a few times they had tried to convince
Zekk to join their gang because he knew his way around the lower levels so
well. Zekk had turned them down every
time, preferring to keep his independence and freedom.
"Once you've pledged allegiance to the
gang," Zekk continued, "you're in it for life. Karsay was an exception, though. As soon as Tamith Kai found him and told him he had force potential, he
was out of there faster than a gundark with its ears on fire.
"But before he left, he got a tattoo,
just like every other member of the gang had to when they joined. To identify the gang they belonged to, each
member got a snake with blood red eyes and its fangs open tattooed to their
left forearm," Zekk explained, pointing to his own arm for emphasis.
Jaina gave him a confused look. "So, if you already knew all this, why
didn't you say something after you were attacked?"
Zekk shrugged, uncomfortably. "Maybe because I was hoping it would turn
out I was wrong, even though in my gut I knew the truth."
Jaina asked, "how does Karsay fit into
the picture?"
"He has a score to settle with me,"
Zekk answered in a grim voice. "The
only problem is he's been dead for almost two years."
"Maybe he's still alive,"
Zekk shook his head emphatically. "Impossible. Brakiss told me he was dead, and he was injured to badly to
survive anyway,"
"Maybe Brakiss lied to you," Jaina
suggested.
"No," he replied, stubbornly, "Brakiss
wanted Karsay dead just as bad as everyone else at the Shadow Academy. Karsay was too cocky for his own good. He started fights with the other Dark Jedi
on the station, and wreaked havoc wherever he went."
"How did Karsay die?" Jaina asked curiously.
Zekk heaved a sigh, clearly he did not
want to explain this part of the story, but had gone this far so he might as
well go on. "Brakiss had told Karsay
more than once that he wasn't the ring leader of some punk street kids
anymore. That he was now a servant of
something far greater, and had better fall in line. Karsay refused to listen, leaving Brakiss with no choice but to
get rid of him for the good of the Second Imperium.
"As his Darkest Knight, Brakiss
ordered me to take care of him when we went on our next mission. He sent me, Karsay, and some of the new
trainees to Nar Shaddaa. We were to
take a shipload of spice back to the Shadow Academy, where we would sell it the
highest bidder, then receive a generous percentage of the profits and then give
the rest to the Hutts. It was a way for
the Hutts to sell their spice without having to fear smugglers dropping their
cargo at the first sign of a New Republic cruiser. And it was a way for the Second Imperium to gain the funds
necessary to finance the ships and weaponry that it needed.
"Karsay and I rode the turbolift up to
the twelfth floor of this abandoned building. The Hutts had hid the spice for us there, in order to try and keep the
fact hidden from their associates that they were having dealings with the
Second Imperium.
"The entire thing was all a setup, a
trap that I had set for Karsay ahead of time. But he was smarter than I gave him credit for. He had sensed he was walking into a trap the moment he walked
into the building. Once the lift
opened, he used the force to propel himself forward fast enough to dodge the
vibroblades that were triggered to shoot out from the wall. He was fast enough to avoid the vibroblades,
but couldn't escape the monofilament wire. The wire cut straight through his boot, severing his foot.
"I couldn't go back to Brakiss and
tell him I had failed, so I went after Karsay with my lightsaber to finish him
off. He fought surprisingly well for a
guy who had just lost his foot. But he
was weak, and a final blow from my lightsaber along with a strong nudge from
the force, sent Karsay through the glass of the window and falling twelve
stories. The trainees had seen him
fall, and rushed him back to the space station. Brakiss told us soon after that Karsay's injuries had been too
severe and he had died," Zekk finished.
Jaina sat there wide-eyed, as she had
through Zekk's entire story, not knowing what to say, which was a rare
occurrence for her. She had not been
expecting any of this.
"Say something, Jaina," Zekk said in a
quiet voice.
She gently shook herself out of her
reverie.
"See, this is why I never told you,"
he went on, "because my past is my problem and you shouldn't have to deal with
it,"
Jaina straightened in her seat. "I can handle your past, Zekk. I only wish you would trust me enough to
tell me everything," she said, looking at him with sad eyes.
"I do trust you," he said,
grabbing her hands, "but my past is just that – the past – and I want it to
stay that way. Talking about it won't
change anything, except maybe the way you think and feel about me. I know you're going to say that's not true,"
he hurried on before she could interrupt him, "but you're only human, Jaina,
and there's only so much you can understand and forgive. So please don't be mad that I'm not ready to
tell you everything. All I can tell you
for now, is that I promise to tell you everything one day when we're both
ready to deal with it."
Jaina wanted to shout that she was
ready to deal with it now, but she knew Zekk was not, so was willing to wait
until that time when he was ready to talk about it. He was right about one thing, though. What happened in the past was the past, and she would love Zekk
no matter what his past mistakes were.
"You should tell the others about
Karsay," she suggested.
"What for?" Zekk said with a shrug of
his shoulders. "I'm telling you whoever
was behind the attack on Yavin Four is just trying to mess with my head."
"You don't know that. Look at all the evidence we've found that
points to Karsay. Not to mention what
you just told me." Jaina persisted. "Did you ever actually see Karsay's body?"
"Well, no," he admitted, and then
sighing, he added, "can we please just drop this?"
Jaina said, "fine, but I think you
should stay open to the possibility that somehow Karsay managed to survive."
Grumbling
a non-committal reply, Zekk busied himself with the controls in front of him.
Jaina leaned back in her seat. Zekk seemed entirely convinced that Karsay
was not behind the failed kidnapping attempt, but Jaina was not so sure. She only wished that she knew why Zekk was
so against accepting the obvious.
Jacen watched in silent fascination as
Tenal Ka practiced honing her lightsaber skills with a floating remote hovering
near her. She used a piece of lizard
hide as a makeshift blindfold, leaving her with nothing but her force senses
and her sharp hearing to figure out where and when the floating remote would
strike next.
Tenal Ka preferred to rely on her own
wits and strength, but knew that there would be times in battle when knowing
how to use the force could save her life and possibly others. She had learned the hard way what happened
when you refused to use all your senses to their fullest extent. It had cost her her arm in a lightsaber duel
with Jacen. Only a few months ago she
had decided to get a replacement one, finally realizing that she would not be seen
as weak if she wore one and that she had only been limiting herself by refusing
to get her arm replaced. A Jedi had no
limits except for the ones they placed on themselves. Master Skywalker had taught her that.
After
the accident she had learned to let the force guide her actions, and eventually
accepted it as a part of her everyday life. It had saved her and her friends more than once.
The remote was at the highest setting
possible, so the lasers would come at her faster and from all different
angles. Even that was not challenging
enough for her but it would do for the time being.
Reaching
out with the force and using her acute hearing, Tenal Ka would knew when the
remote would throw another volley of stun laser fire before it actually
happened.
Sensing
a burst of laser fire about to come from behind her, she turned her athletic
body around in one fluid motion, swinging her lightsaber to deflect the five
shots fired at her in succession.
Having completed another round, the remote closed its ports and
hovered silently, waiting to be programmed for another training session.
Not even sweating from her workout,
Tenal Ka removed her blindfold, placing her hands on her hips in
satisfaction. The remote had not
presented her with much of a challenge, but it served the purpose of helping
keep her mind sharp and focused.
"Wanna try a living opponent?" Jacen said, a challenging grin on his face.
Anakin snickered from where he sat
beside his brother, and Tahiri put a hand over her mouth in an effort to stifle
a giggle. They both figured Tenal Ka
could wipe the floor with Jacen just as easily as she had the remote. The truth was, the two of them were pretty
equally matched, even more so since Jacen had upped his training and started
practicing on a daily basis. He knew
Tenal Ka would show him no mercy, regardless of their relationship, and Jacen
was fine with that. He had come to
expect no less from her.
"If that is what you wish," said Tenal
Ka, gesturing with the handle of her lightsaber for him to join her.
Maybe a good duel will work out the
tension between us, thought Jacen hopefully.
They ignited their shimmering
blades.
Jacen, wanting to catch Tenal Ka off
guard, immediately went on the offensive. Tenal Ka was ready for it. She
parried his blade aside with little difficulty until Jacen began to apply more
pressure to his thrusts. They let the
force guide their movements, knowing Zekk would not appreciate a gouging hole
in the hull of his ship.
Jacen, wanting to get a reaction out
of Tenal Ka, said in a cocky voice, "had enough?"
Enjoying herself and caught up in the
exhilaration of the battle between them, she gave him a feral grin, rising to
the bait as Jacen had expected. "Not
unless you wish to give up now,"
"Not on your life," he replied as a
sizzling sound filled the air of the lounge when their blades collided.
Not wanting either one to gain the
upper hand, their movements became precise and filled with finesse. Each testing the other's abilities and then
backing off.
The two spectators looked on in
respectful silence, admiring the tight-knit battle going on in front of them. Also not wanting to distract either
opponent, which could turn out to be deadly if either one lost their
concentration.
Jacen blocked Tenal Ka's thrust at his
knees, countering with a swipe of his own. Tenal Ka jumped harmlessly out of the way, bringing her knees up to her
chest and then planting her feet firmly on the ground where Jacen's emerald
blade no longer was.
She was sweating now, much to her
dismay, which amused Jacen to no end to see how much of a challenge he was
proving to be for her. He pressed his
attack, feinting to the right and then slashing at Tenal Ka's midsection. Anticipating Jacen's movements, and too
close to him to use her own blade to block it, she did a backwards flip,
landing a few feet in front of his extended blade.
This time, however, when her booted
feet made contact with the hard surface, her legs had difficulty supporting the
rest of her body weight. Failing to
summon the strength to maintain her balance, Tenal Ka felt her knees buckling
beneath her.
Jacen was instantly aware something
was wrong the moment his blade completed the swipe through open air where Tenal
Ka's body no longer was. He saw it all
happen in a matter of seconds. The look
of surprise and horror on her face when her legs began to tremble and then
collapsed beneath her. Luckily enough,
Tenal Ka had the presence of mind to shut off her deadly blade before it sliced
through her exposed legs.
He was at her side in a heartbeat,
Anakin and Tahiri right there with him.
Tenal Ka tried to get up but her legs
refused to cooperate. That was a
probably a good thing since she was not sure if she could keep standing once on
her feet.
"I'm all right," she insisted to them,
and on her second try managed to get to her feet with Tahiri's assistance.
Jacen frowned. Why did she have to be so stubborn? But he did not dare tell the proud warrior
girl that he thought otherwise. He
would rather take his chances with a group of piranha beetles.
Tenal Ka gently shook Tahiri off now
that she was able to stand on her own. Hooking her lightsaber onto the utility belt she wore around her waist,
she turned without a word and headed in the direction of the ship's sleeping
area, having endured enough embarrassment for one day.
Tahiri nudged Jacen. "Go after her,"
"She doesn't want me to,"
"You don't know that,"
Yes I do, Jacen thought, but
followed Tahiri's advice regardless and went after Tenal Ka.
The ship was relatively small, so he
caught up to her in moments. He opened
his mouth to speak but Tenal Ka beat him to it.
"I am sorry I ruined our training
session," she apologized.
"It's no big deal," Jacen assured her.
She said nothing and continued
walking.
"You know you can tell me anything,
right?" he said, trying a different approach to get her to open up to him as
they reached the first of two sleeping cabins on the ship.
"I know that," she said softly. She knew what he was trying to do, and it
was working. She wanted so badly to
tell him, but she couldn't, not yet.
He could see it in her face that she
wanted to open up to him, but there was something holding her back. What was she trying so hard to keep hidden
from him?
Knowing that she would not be able to
keep her secret any longer if she continued to stare into those deep brandy
brown eyes of his, Tenal Ka moved away from him and walked into the cabin
without saying another word. She did
not breathe easier until the door was closed behind her and she was truly
alone.
