Chapter 3
"That's good Jovan - feel the force, and relax your mind. A Jedi's meditation is just as important to him as his lightsaber," encouraged Streen. Jovan tried to ignore his Master while taking his words in. Allowing the flow of the force to intensify around his body, Jovan entered a state of almost complete calm and serenity. It was in this state that he could feel even the slightest tremour in the force.
Focusing the force to his mission ahead, he began to feel and see slight pictures and sounds. He was sure that it was a vision of the future - or what the future could be. but all of a sudden, his vision was engulfed by a blackness. Immediatly snapping out of the trance, he noticed for the first time since he began to enter the trance the sweat dripping from his green skin. Distraught by what he saw, he turned to Streen. "Master ?"
Streen nodded, but looked very concerned "I felt it too. Yet I do not know what it is. Master Skywalker has always said how the dark side is difficult to identify. We had best not worry though. I'll report this to Kam as soon as we get back". A bleeping from towards the cockpit area alerted Streen of the soon ending of the hyperspace jump, and Jovan watched his Master disappearing into the cockpit. Getting up from his trance position on the floor, Jovan checked his lightsaber's position on his belt, now just that little bit more nervous.
Joining his Master in the cockpit, Jovan watched as Streen brought the ship expertly out of hyperspace. Immediatly glancing at the radar, Jovan noticed Streen's eyes open widely, almost in fear, and then Streen frantically pressing the controls of the ship. Glancing at the radar himself, Jovan lept from his seat at the sight of a fleet of ships that should not be there, and sprinted down towards the turret. Fixing himself in tight, he began to follow the closing trio of HKD R41-Starchasers with his crosshair - yet not firing. He had to make sure they were hostile, and prayed to the force that they were not.
Yet the force was clearly not with the young Rodian. The R-41s opened fire on the Silverhawk almost as one, and tore into the rear shields of the freighter. Returning the barrage, the powerful turbolasers cut down one of the fighters in a small and insignificant explosion.
Taking random shots at the other pair of now rapidly jinking starfighters, Jovan opened himself to the force. His movements became that bit quicker, and his shots became that bit more accurate, clipping one of the starfighters on the wing and sending it spiraling out of control. In this brief moment, Jovan finished the helpless R-41 off, firing several salvos of bright red turbolaser fire into the small craft's underside.
Yet the fleet of Corvettes and Cruisers about three hundred clicks away from the Jedi began pouring out more starfighters of almost every kind. Jovan identified many Y-wings, HLAF-500's and even one or two E- wings, before the ship swerved violently to the right, plunging towards the nearby planet.
Quickly switching on his comlink, Jovan took a moment to calm himself, and politely informed Streen "Master, on this course, we will plummit into the planet!".
Streen calmly replied "Yes, Jovan. That is my plan". It was at this point Jovan switched off the comlink, swore about his deranged master, and resumed firing on the attacking starfighters.
One of the E-wings however had flown up on Jovan's blind side, and before Jovan knew what was going on, was firing on the ship. Cutting through the weakend shields, the ship started to hiss and rock under the pressure of the fire, and was followed almost immediatly by a large clunk.
"Jovan, dont be alarmed by what I'm about to tell you" began Streen "But we're about to crash into the planet. Hold tight!".
Bracing for impact, Jovan squeezed his eyes shut as the ship impacted into the unsuspecting planet's surface.
"That's good Jovan - feel the force, and relax your mind. A Jedi's meditation is just as important to him as his lightsaber," encouraged Streen. Jovan tried to ignore his Master while taking his words in. Allowing the flow of the force to intensify around his body, Jovan entered a state of almost complete calm and serenity. It was in this state that he could feel even the slightest tremour in the force.
Focusing the force to his mission ahead, he began to feel and see slight pictures and sounds. He was sure that it was a vision of the future - or what the future could be. but all of a sudden, his vision was engulfed by a blackness. Immediatly snapping out of the trance, he noticed for the first time since he began to enter the trance the sweat dripping from his green skin. Distraught by what he saw, he turned to Streen. "Master ?"
Streen nodded, but looked very concerned "I felt it too. Yet I do not know what it is. Master Skywalker has always said how the dark side is difficult to identify. We had best not worry though. I'll report this to Kam as soon as we get back". A bleeping from towards the cockpit area alerted Streen of the soon ending of the hyperspace jump, and Jovan watched his Master disappearing into the cockpit. Getting up from his trance position on the floor, Jovan checked his lightsaber's position on his belt, now just that little bit more nervous.
Joining his Master in the cockpit, Jovan watched as Streen brought the ship expertly out of hyperspace. Immediatly glancing at the radar, Jovan noticed Streen's eyes open widely, almost in fear, and then Streen frantically pressing the controls of the ship. Glancing at the radar himself, Jovan lept from his seat at the sight of a fleet of ships that should not be there, and sprinted down towards the turret. Fixing himself in tight, he began to follow the closing trio of HKD R41-Starchasers with his crosshair - yet not firing. He had to make sure they were hostile, and prayed to the force that they were not.
Yet the force was clearly not with the young Rodian. The R-41s opened fire on the Silverhawk almost as one, and tore into the rear shields of the freighter. Returning the barrage, the powerful turbolasers cut down one of the fighters in a small and insignificant explosion.
Taking random shots at the other pair of now rapidly jinking starfighters, Jovan opened himself to the force. His movements became that bit quicker, and his shots became that bit more accurate, clipping one of the starfighters on the wing and sending it spiraling out of control. In this brief moment, Jovan finished the helpless R-41 off, firing several salvos of bright red turbolaser fire into the small craft's underside.
Yet the fleet of Corvettes and Cruisers about three hundred clicks away from the Jedi began pouring out more starfighters of almost every kind. Jovan identified many Y-wings, HLAF-500's and even one or two E- wings, before the ship swerved violently to the right, plunging towards the nearby planet.
Quickly switching on his comlink, Jovan took a moment to calm himself, and politely informed Streen "Master, on this course, we will plummit into the planet!".
Streen calmly replied "Yes, Jovan. That is my plan". It was at this point Jovan switched off the comlink, swore about his deranged master, and resumed firing on the attacking starfighters.
One of the E-wings however had flown up on Jovan's blind side, and before Jovan knew what was going on, was firing on the ship. Cutting through the weakend shields, the ship started to hiss and rock under the pressure of the fire, and was followed almost immediatly by a large clunk.
"Jovan, dont be alarmed by what I'm about to tell you" began Streen "But we're about to crash into the planet. Hold tight!".
Bracing for impact, Jovan squeezed his eyes shut as the ship impacted into the unsuspecting planet's surface.