I fall down. Barely get back up. I can t hold on like this any longer.
Did Master Kenobi make a huge mistake by taking me here? This is a mission. A very dangerous one. And I don t even know how to properly use a lightsaber. I have a real one now. Damn it. I will probably cut my arm off. Save the slave drivers of Mayselib some bother.
This mud is slippery. What was this planet called anyway? Tarakua? Or was it Tarambua? Tarasua? I dont think so. It doesn t matter. It bears no significant importance to my prime goal wichh is to stay alive. And to catch the droid smuglers.
I m afraid. I shouldn t be afraid. It is wrong.
But hell…..maybe it will send the adrenaline through my veines.
I close my eyes to rest for awhile. Open them up. And keep going Séba. Before we got here Master Obi-Wan told me to follow my instincts. That is my advantage. I don t know how did he conclude that. It s better for me to follow his lead.
I climp the mountain. Finnaly. I look over the terrain only to find the man we were looking for right beneath me. I could spit on him if I weren t such a proper little Jedi.
I am a Jedi Padawan.
Still getting used to the idea.
My first instinct was to use my lightsaber, but…….there is a posibility of hurting myself. If I jump down without it, the man, Jambo Argelio may be too suspicious in the fact that I am a Jedi.
A Jedi Padawan….he doesn t have to know that.
I ll take my chance. I don t see or sence a weapon of some sort anywhere.
As soon as I jump to the ground I ll…..slip. Slip?!? A Jedi does not slip and crack his or hers own jaw when in pursute of a criminal! Good thing that I didn t pull out the saber. I would cut myself up, not just one limb but whole body.
Jambo escapes. This is a very successful mission. I think that Master Kenobi is somwhere hiding so that he can see how do I carry myself in combat.
Very badly if you ask me.
The man, Jambo takes out a speeder. There are more of them. So I follow. This is the first time that I m driving a speeder on my own. Why didn t Master Kenobi just take me somwhere where we wouldn t be on a mission? Somwhere where my jaw would stay intact and well, not snaped like a twig.
We re gonna play cat and mouse for awhile, I see.
I pretend like I ve lost him but I could sence exactly where he was. It s working. He s leading me straight to his ship.
There were a whole lot of battle droids there, but he was just delivering them. That means that they must not be damaged. I hope that he s not going to engage them. He won t.
I think.
Master Kenobi didn t have a chance to follow me. I think that he didn t. So…..I m on my own.
I m doing pretty good with driving and all…..but now is a time to focus.
Focus Séba, focus. Stay calm, stay blank, accept the Force.
I jump out of the speeder and realise something: Jambo isn t alone.
There are three more creatures of somesort, they appear to be humanoid lizards.
Instead of fighting me, they get down to their knees. Now I m really confused. But no matter what I m on the upper hand. They fear me, maybe this is the first time they have seen a Jedi. Maybe it s something else.
They were beggin me to spear their lives. I know this because I can understand almost every single word of it. But how can this be?
«We are your humble servants, we do not mean you no harm.»
Jambo looked up by their example and stayed in place, he realises that now I am the master of their life or death. I look at the ship that should take off with the droids. I use the Force.
Destination: Mayselib.
Now we re going somewhere. These lizards are the species that enslaved my people back on Mayselib. This is why Master Kenobi brought me here. They fear me. They fear their own slaves. As I understood…..nobody can escape. And now….they see me here. A Jedi. Very interesting. I ll try to speak their language. I think I can do that.
«So…..you come from Mayselib?»
«Yes Mistress.»
Mistress? This is new. How strong do they think I am?
«I am from Mayselib also. Maybe we have some common friends.»
They are silent.
«Oh, I forgot-my friends are working as slaves for your fat asses.»
This is just a test. I want to see where does that fear go, where are it s limits. Is it endless?
«We want to apologize for everything that s been done. We will make it better. We will….»
«Silence!»
«Yes mistress.»
«My name is Séba.»
Their eyes fill up with horor. Master Windu told me how hard it was to get me off of Mayselib. It took ten Jedi Knights and three Jedi Masters. But they were victorious. I still don t understand why couldn t they free Mayselib then?
I m probably well known as the only one that got out. They know who stands behind me. That s a delight.
«Did you ever hear of me? Séba? Anything. Because a very interresting thing happened about eight years ago.»
«Yes mistress, we have heard of your magnificent reputation.»
Magnificent? They are really desperate.
I hear steps behind me. It s Master Kenobi. He takes his saber out as well. The creatures panic.
«We have heard all about your bravery and all your glory and we would be honoured to….»
«Quiet.»
«You understand them?»
«They come from Mayselib Master Obi-Wan.»
«Yes, I know that. I was hoping that you can speak the language.
I can t say that there were no mistakes but as far as your survival skills go…»
He was speaking of my actions, judging them, «….it s pretty good. Now we must take them to custody and to the Republic.»
«Offcourse Master Obi-Wan.»
«Are you alright? I suspect that the bone may be broken.»
«I am alright Master Obi-Wan.»
«Then tell them to give themselfes up. If not….we shall be forced to use our lightsabers.»
I never knew that a Mayselibian vessle can be so complicated to control. Master Kenobi took it upon himself to get us to the Republic while I was guarding the prisoners.
«Master Obi-Wan? Can I ask you a question if I may?»
«Offcourse my young Padawan. Just make it short. We both must concentrate.»
He called me a Padawan.
«Why are they so scared?»
«It s their natural trate. They know that they have been doing something wrong and that they will stand trial…»
«Not that Master Obi-Wan. I was wondering why are they so scared of me?»
«You don t know?»
«Know what Master Obi-Wan?»
«When we arrive back to the Temple you shall not be allowed to follow me on missions until you complete your knowledge about Mayselib in the library.»
«Yes Master Obi-Wan.»
I never liked the library. It s so cold. Not cold in a phisical sence but it feels cold and it s full of creepy old ladies.
I sit down and enter the key word: Mayselib.
I get multiple links:
«Mayselib:
Term
Planet
Nebula
People
Animals
Plants»
For the first time in my life I am seeing how my home planet looks like. It is beautiful. But it never was peaceful. The two races that lived on it were always fighting. The lizard humanoids called Batix and the more peaceful Sébahians whose name is based on the ancient deity called Séba. She was a godess of bravery and delight. She sacrificed her life to save her people. After she died…..Batix ruled over the helpless Sébahians.
It says here that the data on the planet is incomplete. The picture of it is few centuries old. No probe can get near it.
It s a very dangerous place.
«The Sébahians are very interesting humanoids that Batix feared before they concored them.
Their eye color changes with their state of mind. This serves to confuse the oponents, scare them away and it also serves for purposes of camoflauge and comunication. The last purpose of comunication has yet to be proved. It probably is a form of empathy.
There are more differences between Sébahians and tradicional humans. Like the form and shape of their tongue wich is snake like but thicker. This is probably as a result of common ancestors that were lizards. Nobody has put a theory about the purpose of this feature. Maybe it is necesary in some other actions than just digestion of food.
Their skin is silk because it is washed over with various types of poison. It is believed that they can learn to control this state wich has developed because of it s importance during defending.
When reaching a mature age, a young Sébahian will have it s teeth and nailes replaced with stronger ones. To many they will seem as the living embodyments of an old Earth legend of creatures known as vampires.
Their brain is a special matter. It is developed but fully awake in certain actions. They have a developed, natural empathic conection to nature, that is why many scientists are likely to believe that many of Sébahians would make good Jedi Masters. This theory has yet to be proven.
The only known Sébahian living outside of the planet Mayselib is Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi s Padawan called Séba.»
Wow. I didn t know that I was so powerful. That is why those creeps were afraid of me. We are rivaling species. And I am much more powerful than any Batix. Now I understand.
I didn t know why was the color of my eyes changing most of the time. I had no idea that I will have fangs. Or that there is poison on my skin. I must have learned to control it when I was still on Mayselib.
There was nogthing here about the slavery. I probably require the pasword for that.
I need to meditate on this. To get everything in balance.
I must meditate.
Keep my mind blank. I must stay in the clear of all I am thinking. I must not make asumptions. My mind must be clear.
I must focus.
It is near.
It is almost complete.
What am I saying?
What is this strange field of energy?
It is almost complete.
The star of death.
What?
I do not understand.
My mind must be roaming around.
Again.
I must focus. Ignore that wich is not necesary.
I must be blank.