Chapter Four~ Wetting the Fire
Two ships were docked together, now ready for their pilots that were going off to work on a stealth mission. A Rogue Jedi and a Dark Jedi, sent now by Master Mace Windu of the Jedi Council to go out and find top secret information for the Republic.
"Now remember Xekral," Jyana said with a smirk, "No killing unless absolutely necessary."
"Yes Master," he snickered and shook his head.
Jyana shook her head, noticing his sarcasm. She had never acquired the title Jedi Master, nor did she desire to be one.
Obi-Wan was standing by Jyana as she bid both Xek and Jade off on their mission.
Jade now seated in her ship, which was of a form Jyana had never seen before. It's wings were two on each side and shaped like an X. They called it an X-wing. It was a new breed of ship that Jade had worked on the designs for many years back with a friend named Antilles. This friend of hers had now started manufacturing more of them for use later in the Clone Wars if needed. Jade's ship is designated as the very first X-wing, and she was proud of her "baby".
She looked down at Jyana standing next to Obi-Wan. Something sparked her memory, and she took to pondering. She remembered Jyana sensing something upon entering the Alderaan system. She suddenly wondered, "Hey Jyana!"
"What?"
"Wait... Nevermind."
"What?"
"I don't wanna know."
"Know what?"
"I don't wanna know."
"Okay," Jyana was puzzled.
And as the two Jedi not of the Order readied to fly off, Jyana bid them, "May the Force be with y'all."
"And with you," Jade said.
Xekral snickered, "Feel my Force..."
Jyana smacked her forehead as Jade gave him the stare of death. "How bout I feel the force of you exploding when I shove this thermal detonator up your..." there was a large crash as Jaden Koral fell out of J Solo's ship, still being tinkered with in the next hanger.
"Ouch," Obi-Wan said to himself as Jyana thought, That's gonna be a long trip. There was no more speaking heard between Jade and Xek as they flew off. The strategically placed crash due to Jaden's constant tinkering with something had covered the ending of their bickering.
"Well, now what?" Jyana asked looking at Obi-Wan.
"I believe we're suppose to meet with Master Windu and Senator Organa to discuss our next war campaign."
"Okie dokie."
Obi-Wan and Jyana headed back towards the palace. Jyana pulled out the message she had received in the first moments here on Alderaan. It was a data pad that contained a written message rather than a holo message. She read it as she walked along.
Jyana,
~I sense you got a ride with J Solo. Well her ex Keldin has fallen completely to the Dark Side. He has taken the place of my nemesis among the Sith. Also, he is engaged, much against the will of his Masters, Lord Sidious and Lord Tyranus. Her name is Syerre. You remember her? She is a Rogue Jedi, whose skills in telepathy is surpassed only by you and Master Yoda. Everyone senses how much this engagement is a bad idea. Some reason I sense Syerre would be the Death of Keldin like I was the death of my nemesis.
~Also I came in contact with an odd species a while ago. I believe they are just waiting for their chance to take over the galaxy. We may have to warn the younglings about this possible threat. Oh, I believe one of them even works for Jabba, Met Lyka, I think. It is not easy to sense this race in the Force, at least, I cannot sense them at all. If anyone can figure out how to sense them, you can.
~~~Dark Jedi Xekral Prydon~~~
PS:If you can find Jedi Knight Vergere, it may be great to the Jedi's cause, but somehow she has gone missing. Master Yoda is looking for her.
I had not seen the Jedi Knight Vergere for quite some time, but I was sure with some of the technology that I have on me in my belt I could find where she is, someday.
"Obi-Wan?" the Jedi Master's comlink went off.
"Yes what is it Mace?"
"Change of plans, meeting in a couple hours. Windu-out."
There was a puzzled look upon his face. Jyana looked at Obi-Wan and asked again, "Now what?"
"Do you a have any ideas?"
"You're the General."
"You've been living how long alone and you can't make your own decisions?"
"I can make my own decisions."
"Then why don't you?"
"I don't know my way around Aldera."
"Well I do. Any idea what we could do?"
"Nope."
"Why can't you make a decision?"
"Why can't you?"
"I don't only have myself to think of."
"Well neither do I."
"Please make a decision."
"I have no opinion."
"Are you always this difficult?"
"Yes."
"Arg! Okay! Let's go this way," he said wiping his brow with his hand and sighing loudly.
They eventually came upon a place called the Green Cantina and went inside. Jyana looked at Obi-Wan inquisitively. "So what are we doing?"
"I don't know about you, but I know about me."
"And what is that you will do?"
"I am getting a drink," he said matter of factly. He went over to the bar with little thought.
It sounded like a good idea but Jyana sensed Obi-Wan's agitation with her. He had to realize she wasn't exactly accustomed to not being alone, but she figured that didn't matter too much. Sighing she walked towards the bar.
Someone touched her shoulder. She did not face them but kept walking.
"I was talking to you," a rough voice said.
"Oh you were?" her tone showed no interest and a slight sarcasm. If Jyana decided by her sense in the Force someone wasn't worth talking to if they talked to her, she didn't talk to them and could easily have gotten away with completely and totally ignoring them if possible.
But it wasn't possible this time. This guy was seriously asking for a beat down. He grabbed her shoulder forcefully and said something unintelligible and by the sound of it Jyana figured she didn't want to know what it was that was said.
"I'd back away if I were you."
"One little girl?"
The hazel eyes flashed and turned into a red-yellow glow of fire. She whirled around kicking high and he ended up on the ground. He was about to get up but all of a sudden he started writhing in pain clutching a certain male area. "When I say back off, I mean back off." She let him go from her Force-grip, and the people looked around to notice the creature now on the floor. Everyone turned back to their drinks like nothing had happened.
She plopped down on the stool next to Obi-Wan. He rose an eyebrow to her in response to the scene that just had occurred and just sipped his drink.
"A drink for the lady?" the bartender asked, with a vain attempt to make sure that no more mess in the Green Cantina was caused.
She looked over at her fellow Jedi's drink and said, "I'll have what he's having."
"You sure?"
"Of course."
"A petite thing?"
"I am not what I appear."
The bartender sighed. "Indeed. As you wish."
Obi-Wan looked over at Jyana and asked, "Are all Eleutherians that flexible?"
"As a matter of fact, yes... we're shapeshifters as you know."
"Oh right, a changling."
"I am not a bloody changling!"
"Technicalities..."
"Respect it."
"Okay okay, calm down. I'm not your enemy."
"Sorry I'm just suddenly on edge and I'm not completely sure why."
"Funny. I don't sense..."
"You wouldn't Obi-Wan."
"Okay. Then what is it?"
"Something about the Supreme Chancellor is irking me."
"What is it?"
She pointed to a holo near the front of the bar and there was Palpatine making one of his long winded speeches about the state of the Republic. Then he started pinning blame on both the Galatic Senate and the Jedi. Whoever believes this political crap needs to be drug out and shot, Jyana thought for a moment and then banished the thought knowing that that was not the way to handle it. The words the Chancellor was saying were a conjumbled mess of fancy political jargon that probably were about as empty as his promises each month these last two years that the end of the Clone Wars was near. Jyana wondered what this "end" was.
A tap on her shoulder again and Jyana again ignored it. "No one can inflict pain on someone like that..."
"You keep up this nonsense you lose something else," Jyana threatened without blinking.
Another tap on her shoulder but suddenly Obi-Wan whirled around with his lightsabre and chopped off the offending person's arm. "Stop bothering the lady," he said and led a shocked Jyana out of the cantina. Men had learned to fear the brown-haired beauty dressed in her earthen tones. Her green corset top accented her flawless body well. Many whispered questions about what she was doing with a Jedi and then they noticed her own lightsabre hanging from her belt.
Jyana looked at Obi-Wan inquisitively. "You have a thing for whipping it out in bars don't you?"
"WHAT?"
"Nothing," she smirked maliciously.
Obi-Wan sighed as they walked along a stream on their way finally back to the palace. Jyana was still smirking.
"Well soon its off back to the war."
"Yeah well not yet."
Suddenly there was a loud splash and the wake from where it came flooded over onto the walkway.
Obi-Wan emerged from the water. "What was that for?" he asked the giggling girl.
"Needed to loosen ya up."
"Oh really?"
"Okay, I heard a rumor about you looking good with wet hair. I wanted to test the theory."
A loud sigh was evident. "Well?"
Jyana just wore her smirk and continued walking on. She enjoyed being both difficult and mysterious.
~attachments are forbidden~ resounded in her mind. What attachment? she asked and just continued on her path.
Two ships were docked together, now ready for their pilots that were going off to work on a stealth mission. A Rogue Jedi and a Dark Jedi, sent now by Master Mace Windu of the Jedi Council to go out and find top secret information for the Republic.
"Now remember Xekral," Jyana said with a smirk, "No killing unless absolutely necessary."
"Yes Master," he snickered and shook his head.
Jyana shook her head, noticing his sarcasm. She had never acquired the title Jedi Master, nor did she desire to be one.
Obi-Wan was standing by Jyana as she bid both Xek and Jade off on their mission.
Jade now seated in her ship, which was of a form Jyana had never seen before. It's wings were two on each side and shaped like an X. They called it an X-wing. It was a new breed of ship that Jade had worked on the designs for many years back with a friend named Antilles. This friend of hers had now started manufacturing more of them for use later in the Clone Wars if needed. Jade's ship is designated as the very first X-wing, and she was proud of her "baby".
She looked down at Jyana standing next to Obi-Wan. Something sparked her memory, and she took to pondering. She remembered Jyana sensing something upon entering the Alderaan system. She suddenly wondered, "Hey Jyana!"
"What?"
"Wait... Nevermind."
"What?"
"I don't wanna know."
"Know what?"
"I don't wanna know."
"Okay," Jyana was puzzled.
And as the two Jedi not of the Order readied to fly off, Jyana bid them, "May the Force be with y'all."
"And with you," Jade said.
Xekral snickered, "Feel my Force..."
Jyana smacked her forehead as Jade gave him the stare of death. "How bout I feel the force of you exploding when I shove this thermal detonator up your..." there was a large crash as Jaden Koral fell out of J Solo's ship, still being tinkered with in the next hanger.
"Ouch," Obi-Wan said to himself as Jyana thought, That's gonna be a long trip. There was no more speaking heard between Jade and Xek as they flew off. The strategically placed crash due to Jaden's constant tinkering with something had covered the ending of their bickering.
"Well, now what?" Jyana asked looking at Obi-Wan.
"I believe we're suppose to meet with Master Windu and Senator Organa to discuss our next war campaign."
"Okie dokie."
Obi-Wan and Jyana headed back towards the palace. Jyana pulled out the message she had received in the first moments here on Alderaan. It was a data pad that contained a written message rather than a holo message. She read it as she walked along.
Jyana,
~I sense you got a ride with J Solo. Well her ex Keldin has fallen completely to the Dark Side. He has taken the place of my nemesis among the Sith. Also, he is engaged, much against the will of his Masters, Lord Sidious and Lord Tyranus. Her name is Syerre. You remember her? She is a Rogue Jedi, whose skills in telepathy is surpassed only by you and Master Yoda. Everyone senses how much this engagement is a bad idea. Some reason I sense Syerre would be the Death of Keldin like I was the death of my nemesis.
~Also I came in contact with an odd species a while ago. I believe they are just waiting for their chance to take over the galaxy. We may have to warn the younglings about this possible threat. Oh, I believe one of them even works for Jabba, Met Lyka, I think. It is not easy to sense this race in the Force, at least, I cannot sense them at all. If anyone can figure out how to sense them, you can.
~~~Dark Jedi Xekral Prydon~~~
PS:If you can find Jedi Knight Vergere, it may be great to the Jedi's cause, but somehow she has gone missing. Master Yoda is looking for her.
I had not seen the Jedi Knight Vergere for quite some time, but I was sure with some of the technology that I have on me in my belt I could find where she is, someday.
"Obi-Wan?" the Jedi Master's comlink went off.
"Yes what is it Mace?"
"Change of plans, meeting in a couple hours. Windu-out."
There was a puzzled look upon his face. Jyana looked at Obi-Wan and asked again, "Now what?"
"Do you a have any ideas?"
"You're the General."
"You've been living how long alone and you can't make your own decisions?"
"I can make my own decisions."
"Then why don't you?"
"I don't know my way around Aldera."
"Well I do. Any idea what we could do?"
"Nope."
"Why can't you make a decision?"
"Why can't you?"
"I don't only have myself to think of."
"Well neither do I."
"Please make a decision."
"I have no opinion."
"Are you always this difficult?"
"Yes."
"Arg! Okay! Let's go this way," he said wiping his brow with his hand and sighing loudly.
They eventually came upon a place called the Green Cantina and went inside. Jyana looked at Obi-Wan inquisitively. "So what are we doing?"
"I don't know about you, but I know about me."
"And what is that you will do?"
"I am getting a drink," he said matter of factly. He went over to the bar with little thought.
It sounded like a good idea but Jyana sensed Obi-Wan's agitation with her. He had to realize she wasn't exactly accustomed to not being alone, but she figured that didn't matter too much. Sighing she walked towards the bar.
Someone touched her shoulder. She did not face them but kept walking.
"I was talking to you," a rough voice said.
"Oh you were?" her tone showed no interest and a slight sarcasm. If Jyana decided by her sense in the Force someone wasn't worth talking to if they talked to her, she didn't talk to them and could easily have gotten away with completely and totally ignoring them if possible.
But it wasn't possible this time. This guy was seriously asking for a beat down. He grabbed her shoulder forcefully and said something unintelligible and by the sound of it Jyana figured she didn't want to know what it was that was said.
"I'd back away if I were you."
"One little girl?"
The hazel eyes flashed and turned into a red-yellow glow of fire. She whirled around kicking high and he ended up on the ground. He was about to get up but all of a sudden he started writhing in pain clutching a certain male area. "When I say back off, I mean back off." She let him go from her Force-grip, and the people looked around to notice the creature now on the floor. Everyone turned back to their drinks like nothing had happened.
She plopped down on the stool next to Obi-Wan. He rose an eyebrow to her in response to the scene that just had occurred and just sipped his drink.
"A drink for the lady?" the bartender asked, with a vain attempt to make sure that no more mess in the Green Cantina was caused.
She looked over at her fellow Jedi's drink and said, "I'll have what he's having."
"You sure?"
"Of course."
"A petite thing?"
"I am not what I appear."
The bartender sighed. "Indeed. As you wish."
Obi-Wan looked over at Jyana and asked, "Are all Eleutherians that flexible?"
"As a matter of fact, yes... we're shapeshifters as you know."
"Oh right, a changling."
"I am not a bloody changling!"
"Technicalities..."
"Respect it."
"Okay okay, calm down. I'm not your enemy."
"Sorry I'm just suddenly on edge and I'm not completely sure why."
"Funny. I don't sense..."
"You wouldn't Obi-Wan."
"Okay. Then what is it?"
"Something about the Supreme Chancellor is irking me."
"What is it?"
She pointed to a holo near the front of the bar and there was Palpatine making one of his long winded speeches about the state of the Republic. Then he started pinning blame on both the Galatic Senate and the Jedi. Whoever believes this political crap needs to be drug out and shot, Jyana thought for a moment and then banished the thought knowing that that was not the way to handle it. The words the Chancellor was saying were a conjumbled mess of fancy political jargon that probably were about as empty as his promises each month these last two years that the end of the Clone Wars was near. Jyana wondered what this "end" was.
A tap on her shoulder again and Jyana again ignored it. "No one can inflict pain on someone like that..."
"You keep up this nonsense you lose something else," Jyana threatened without blinking.
Another tap on her shoulder but suddenly Obi-Wan whirled around with his lightsabre and chopped off the offending person's arm. "Stop bothering the lady," he said and led a shocked Jyana out of the cantina. Men had learned to fear the brown-haired beauty dressed in her earthen tones. Her green corset top accented her flawless body well. Many whispered questions about what she was doing with a Jedi and then they noticed her own lightsabre hanging from her belt.
Jyana looked at Obi-Wan inquisitively. "You have a thing for whipping it out in bars don't you?"
"WHAT?"
"Nothing," she smirked maliciously.
Obi-Wan sighed as they walked along a stream on their way finally back to the palace. Jyana was still smirking.
"Well soon its off back to the war."
"Yeah well not yet."
Suddenly there was a loud splash and the wake from where it came flooded over onto the walkway.
Obi-Wan emerged from the water. "What was that for?" he asked the giggling girl.
"Needed to loosen ya up."
"Oh really?"
"Okay, I heard a rumor about you looking good with wet hair. I wanted to test the theory."
A loud sigh was evident. "Well?"
Jyana just wore her smirk and continued walking on. She enjoyed being both difficult and mysterious.
~attachments are forbidden~ resounded in her mind. What attachment? she asked and just continued on her path.