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Heya, thanks for coming in. I need your , the readers, help. This little story thing is a kindof a first chapter type thing that takes place about 3 or 4 years before one of my actual real stories. I'm not sure if I want to put the main story up yet so I decided to put up a pre-plot chapter. If ya like, and if you don't, please review and tell me so that I'll know whether to bother putting up the main one. I'd appreciate it!!! Please Help!
Summary:
An assassination attempt has been uncovered but in effort to stop it the Senate asks the Jedi Council to dispatch Knights to protect the victim who will be on Courasant. Agreeing the Council sends out Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his apprentice Obi-Wan Kenobi. Little do they know how this particular event will change the course of their survival in the future.
Disclaim:
No, I don't own Star Wars that belongs to George Lucas * 'All hail' * and I'm not making any profit here it's just for fun.
( Btw, the ***'s mean a time difference, the ~~~ mean's change of scene at the same time, and the -----'s are a memory. Hopefully my computer will let the thoughts be transferred as I had them if not I think they should all have the ' ' things around them. Enjoy!)
In the Beginning.....
"Watch the guard on the right, wait for him to pass."
Jesiana Stafferi warned through the com-link to her accomplice Thomas Hawkings. He nodded knowing she could see him and did as he was told. Once the guard passed he glanced around as a signal.
"You're clear go on."
Jesiana said watching. Thomas entered the coliseum hiding the pieced package within his cloak.
*******10 minutes later******
"Alright, it's ready." Thomas said seating himself in the speeder, "It's set in the rafters in above the viewing balcony."
"Good." Jesiana replied pulling back out into the air traffic.
*******Later that day*******
"Stop complaining and get yourself out here."
Qui-Gon stood uncomfortably awaiting his moaning and groaning apprentice.
"But Massttteeerrrr..."
"Obi-Wan."
Qui-Gon demanded. Finally the 15 year old apprentice stepped out of his room in the identical uniform to his master. A black uniform with gray on the sides and along the sides of the legs with near knee high very uncomfortable boots.
"Whyyy, do we have to do this? Who would want to kill a planet's house speaker anyway?" Obi-Wan continued to complain as he pulled on his collar.
"First, you're not acting your age much less a Jedi." Qui-Gon said sternly but inside he was laughing hysterically. He himself wasn't all that fond of the mission either. "Second, we only have to be with him for one night, at least it's not for months."
Obi-Wan stopped pulling on his collar at the first reason and was rather uplifted by the second.
"Yes Master." He replied to both.
Qui-Gon smiled.
"Alright. We had better be going before we're late." He said turning to the door hearing his apprentice's footsteps in follow.
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Looking around the grand coliseum Obi-Wan sighed for the hundredth time. He never enjoyed these type of missions and he didn't know how these senators and representatives lived through such boring formal parties as this.
Taking his seat on the other side of house speaker Mekilan as his master took the other, he relieved his aching feet from the troublesome boots.
The coliseum came to a silence as Chounciler Vilourum stood to the podium.
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Where is it?
Jesiana was starting to get worried until she finally felt the bag under her leather gloved fingertips.
Ah-ha!
She smiled a little and took the bag down softly and silently. She stood again to look down into the coliseum seeing as it quieted and the Chounciler stood.
Sighing she knelt down glancing up and down the abandoned walkway above the viewing balcony. Jesiana opened the bag and began to piece together the 2-3 foot long, silent, blaster rifle.
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Obi-Wan's eyes widened a little when he felt the Force whisper to him. He glanced at his Master behind the speaker's back and they both knew that there was a whisper of a warning.
//Stay alert Padawan, something is certainly not right here.//
Qui-Gon's voice rang in Obi-Wan's mind and he gave the slightest nod of understanding while looking around.
His eyes were guided up to the viewing balcony..no too many people there for an assassin. His eyes continued upward and he could of sworn he saw a figure within the darkened passageway.
//Master, up above the balcony.//
He pointed out to his Master. Qui-Gon looked up and reached out, he could just barely feel a person up there. They were defiantly trying to hide themselves.
//Stay with the speaker.//
Qui-Gon said to Obi-Wan and whispered to the speaker that he was going to get a refreshment. As he made his way off of the 'stage' he told the guards to keep their eyes open, though what good it would do he didn't know for they were busy flirting with Senator's daughters.
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'Steady...steady girl..'
Jesiana continued to calm her nerves as she put the rifle into position.
'They may clap for the bastard and cheer for his speeches but they don't know his past...I do..I know the murderer he really is...a child murderer.'
Her rage increased as she recalled the horrific memories.
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'Come on Raiy!' She could hear herself scream. 'I love you!' He had yelled back. Then the fatal shot from the General.
She fled with her children, a daughter of 2 years and a son of 4, into the forest that cold night. She had been betrayed by so many she, her family, had trusted. Sold out to protect their own lands.
Next, everything happened in a blurr. The goodbye to her son and sending him along with a close friend, who later she found out was killed and she didn't know what had become of her boy. The running and hiding with her daughter. Then the river, that horrid river that swept her daughter away and into the grasp of the General, of a man of evil and hatred. She watched from her struggle in the rapids just before she fell over the falls as he held her up and took out his blaster. A shot, two. Then falling, water, ice, cold, wet, alone. Alone.
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Keep your focus..
She reminded herself coming back to the present.
~~~~~~~~~
The feeling was getting stronger by the step. The blinding feeling of hatred and the need for a revenge. There was also so much sadness and loss that Qui-Gon wondered who could feel such pain and at the same time long for a kill.
The audience in the coliseum applauded and he knew the speaker was standing to give his speech. Starting into a jog up the steps he quickly got to the top and opened the door.
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Shifting Obi-Wan eyed the speaker as he stood. Something about this man gave him an uneasy feeling. Behind the political smile was something else. Something dark that loomed in the shadows.
His eyes moved on and up to the passageway above the balcony again. He had not heard, seen, or felt anything in particular coming from the area from his place.
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Tightening her eyes to focus further Jesiana waited for the signal. A very obvious signal would come indeed.
She heard the door down the passage open and close and heard the soft footsteps but she dared not move. This was her chance. First him, then General Colings, then it would all be over. Her past would stay were it belonged.
The footsteps were nearing now.
' Come on Thomas...'
She fingered the trigger..a few more seconds just a few more.
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Qui-Gon was sure to keep his footsteps quiet as he walked down the empty passage. There was someone there no doubt. Someone with deadly intentions.
Though keeping his silence he picked up his pace as he heard the speaker begin his speech.
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Obi-Wan knew something was wrong. Not just in the passage above the balcony but around the area. All around.
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' Thomas damnit, press the botton! '
Jesiana thought fiercely as the footsteps, that were so well hidden to anyone with untrained ears, quickened. Who ever it was knew she was there, and why.
Fingering the trigger still she wet her lips waiting yet still.
Suddenly she happened to look just passed the speaker...to the young Jedi. Though he wasn't in his Jedi robes she knew who he was. She had seen him and his Master before the ceremony had begun. In fact the two were introduced to her by the speaker himself. Mekilan had no idea who she really was..the fake skin, hair, and eye color along with a changed voice had not let him clue in on her. But had the Jedi seen beyond that? Where was the Master?
' Sith No! '
Quickly focusing her gaze again she pulled the trigger.
