Here's the next chapter. I figured I could be nice and post two since the
servers were down for a day.
Now the story.....
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Something whispered in the back of his mind. Not fully understanding why, he responded to it's direction. Only a moment after she flicked the switch on her whip did Ona follow his movements. He broke and ducked below the body of her swoop to wrap the cord around her machine. Realizing what the action could do to both the boy and herself, she deactivated the laser mode before it could even charge. Grinding her teeth she pulled on the hilt yanking at the boy's arm. While not in laser mode the cord could only cut it's way through the flightsuit.
Obi-Wan winced at the pinching in his forearm and tried to figure out his next move. Again the whispers beckoned him. Listening to their hintings, he boosted his engines to bring his swoop directly on top of the Sorrusian's. The whip was stretched taut and Ona could feel her bike tipping. Knowing she had to release her hold, she was deprived of her whip. Obi-Wan noticed circulation flowing back into his arm, creating that painful tingling sensation. With his other hand he collected the dangling weapon. He gunned the thrusters and took over the lead position.
The two wove through the mine, coming out side by side. They headed into the town for the last leg of the race. Ona collided with Obi-wan trying to dislodge the boy. Assessing these methods were not working, Ona pulled a pistol from her boot. Obi-Wan sensed she was up to something but was distracted by a building growing larger by the moment. He felt a searing in his shoulder, but ignored the heat. Another shot from behind nearly exploded his repulsorlift engine but only managed to singe the ankle of his coveralls. Determining that he had to disarm the threat, he pulled out the only defense he had acquired from the person who assaulted him. He waited for her to come up along side of him again before utilizing the weapon. Slowing just enough to give a false sense of security, Ona quickly fell into place beside Obi-Wan. He could see the blaster leveling to aim directly for his chest out of the corner of his eye. Moving as quickly as he could he pleaded with that unseen guide to make his motions count. He flicked the whip towards the bounty hunter to curl around the gun. Unwittingly, he charged the laser mode. The end of the strap just touched Ona's hand when the whip powered up. Suddenly, Obi-Wan heard a shrill cry escape his opponent as he heard flesh sizzle and saw his rival fall back. Something drew his attention back to the course and he barely had enough time to react. Twisting his body he turned the bike sharply nicking the side of a building. Moments later he heard an explosion, but somehow he knew she survived. He would meet up with her again. And he knew she would make him pay for this humiliation. But the dread that filed him was instantly replaced when he saw the finish line just ahead. He couldn't believe what his mind was trying to tell him. Somehow, he found himself winning.
Once across the line, he brought his swoop to a sliding halt. Yanking off his goggles he gazed up at the crowd, watching them rise and cheer his victory. Acquaintances and strangers alike flocked to him, lifting him up on their shoulders. Bliss from his accomplishment overshadowed his weariness and filled him with that sense of newness he had felt that morning. He searched the faces below him for his friends. Pushing their way through the barrage of bodies, Qui-Gon, Padmé, and Tyaña came up to the boy. He reached down to grab their outstretched hands and basked in the glory of the moment.
***
When the celebrations ebbed, Qui-Gon sought out Watto. He wanted to collect his winnings. He found the Toydarian arguing with a wage collector. Upon seeing the Jedi, Watto abruptly turned his attention toward the outsider. "You!" He accused. "You swindled me! I lost everything."
"When you gamble my friend there is always the possibility of loosing. Now, bring the parts to Tyaña's clinic and I will stop by the shop for you to release the boy." He went straight for the business at hand. Urgency started to trickle into his mind, and he knew that they were running out of time.
"You can't have him. You cheated!" The frustrated proboscis declared.
"Oh, Shall we take this up with the Hutts? I think they could settle any doubts about our wager." At the mention of the huge slugs, Watto knew he was defeated.
"Take him," came the complacent reply. The blue being knew that to argue further could degrade his attempts at self-preservation. Qui-Gon nodded and set off to rejoin the group.
He found Tyaña tending the blaster wound on the boy's shoulder. And almost laughed aloud as he watched her struggle to keep the ecstatic boy still. Together they headed back to the clinic to await the arrival of the much- needed parts. Once they arrived, Qui-Gon, Padmè and R2-D2 took the pieces to the waiting ship.
Anakin had emerged from the vessel to greet his Master, but more importantly, Padmè. When he looked up at his Master he noticed that familiar look. "Why do I get the feeling that we are picking up another pathetic life form?" He teased.
Qui-Gon did not take the remark lightly, instead he simply replied, "It's the boy that's responsible for getting us these parts. There's something about him, I can't explain. You'll see soon enough." With that he turned his eopie and headed back to town.
***
Watto handed the controller on his hip over to the tall man. He then flew to a small safe behind the counter. Next passing a small device to the Jedi, the device that activated the slave transmitter signal hidden somewhere with the boy's body. Watto then called Obi-Wan to the front of the shop. Qui-Gon was happy to see the face brightly shining from the smile still residing in his features. "Go." The Toydarian said to the boy in a low and saddened voice. Obi-Wan was confused by the tone of the instruction, but pleasingly joined the Jedi Knight as he headed out of the junkyard.
Together, they found a buyer for the Swoop Obi-Wan had built, and was surprised at how much they were paid for it. When they reached Tyaña's infirmary, he excitedly bound inside to show his friend what he earned. "Look at all the money I got from the swoop sale," he announced to the older woman. She was genuinely amazed at all the currency in the boy's hand and couldn't keep the gasp of shock away. He paused and glanced at the credits in his hands before looking directly into her eyes. She caught the strength that she always knew was there, within the captivating treasures. But what happened next she would never had expected. "Tia, over the years you have cared for me and watched out for me when no one else seemed to know I existed. Yet you never asked for anything in return. I thank you for that. But now I can finally repay you, here, I want you to have this." And he placed all the money in his hands into hers. Tears formed in her eyes and she sat speechless.
Qui-Gon picked up on her flooded emotions and took the opportunity to speak. "That was a wonderful thing you just did, Obi-Wan. And Now I have a surprise for you," he paused while the boy turned to regard him. A puzzled look on his face told Qui-Gon he was totally unaware of what he was about to reveal. "You're no longer a slave."
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Now the story.....
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Something whispered in the back of his mind. Not fully understanding why, he responded to it's direction. Only a moment after she flicked the switch on her whip did Ona follow his movements. He broke and ducked below the body of her swoop to wrap the cord around her machine. Realizing what the action could do to both the boy and herself, she deactivated the laser mode before it could even charge. Grinding her teeth she pulled on the hilt yanking at the boy's arm. While not in laser mode the cord could only cut it's way through the flightsuit.
Obi-Wan winced at the pinching in his forearm and tried to figure out his next move. Again the whispers beckoned him. Listening to their hintings, he boosted his engines to bring his swoop directly on top of the Sorrusian's. The whip was stretched taut and Ona could feel her bike tipping. Knowing she had to release her hold, she was deprived of her whip. Obi-Wan noticed circulation flowing back into his arm, creating that painful tingling sensation. With his other hand he collected the dangling weapon. He gunned the thrusters and took over the lead position.
The two wove through the mine, coming out side by side. They headed into the town for the last leg of the race. Ona collided with Obi-wan trying to dislodge the boy. Assessing these methods were not working, Ona pulled a pistol from her boot. Obi-Wan sensed she was up to something but was distracted by a building growing larger by the moment. He felt a searing in his shoulder, but ignored the heat. Another shot from behind nearly exploded his repulsorlift engine but only managed to singe the ankle of his coveralls. Determining that he had to disarm the threat, he pulled out the only defense he had acquired from the person who assaulted him. He waited for her to come up along side of him again before utilizing the weapon. Slowing just enough to give a false sense of security, Ona quickly fell into place beside Obi-Wan. He could see the blaster leveling to aim directly for his chest out of the corner of his eye. Moving as quickly as he could he pleaded with that unseen guide to make his motions count. He flicked the whip towards the bounty hunter to curl around the gun. Unwittingly, he charged the laser mode. The end of the strap just touched Ona's hand when the whip powered up. Suddenly, Obi-Wan heard a shrill cry escape his opponent as he heard flesh sizzle and saw his rival fall back. Something drew his attention back to the course and he barely had enough time to react. Twisting his body he turned the bike sharply nicking the side of a building. Moments later he heard an explosion, but somehow he knew she survived. He would meet up with her again. And he knew she would make him pay for this humiliation. But the dread that filed him was instantly replaced when he saw the finish line just ahead. He couldn't believe what his mind was trying to tell him. Somehow, he found himself winning.
Once across the line, he brought his swoop to a sliding halt. Yanking off his goggles he gazed up at the crowd, watching them rise and cheer his victory. Acquaintances and strangers alike flocked to him, lifting him up on their shoulders. Bliss from his accomplishment overshadowed his weariness and filled him with that sense of newness he had felt that morning. He searched the faces below him for his friends. Pushing their way through the barrage of bodies, Qui-Gon, Padmé, and Tyaña came up to the boy. He reached down to grab their outstretched hands and basked in the glory of the moment.
***
When the celebrations ebbed, Qui-Gon sought out Watto. He wanted to collect his winnings. He found the Toydarian arguing with a wage collector. Upon seeing the Jedi, Watto abruptly turned his attention toward the outsider. "You!" He accused. "You swindled me! I lost everything."
"When you gamble my friend there is always the possibility of loosing. Now, bring the parts to Tyaña's clinic and I will stop by the shop for you to release the boy." He went straight for the business at hand. Urgency started to trickle into his mind, and he knew that they were running out of time.
"You can't have him. You cheated!" The frustrated proboscis declared.
"Oh, Shall we take this up with the Hutts? I think they could settle any doubts about our wager." At the mention of the huge slugs, Watto knew he was defeated.
"Take him," came the complacent reply. The blue being knew that to argue further could degrade his attempts at self-preservation. Qui-Gon nodded and set off to rejoin the group.
He found Tyaña tending the blaster wound on the boy's shoulder. And almost laughed aloud as he watched her struggle to keep the ecstatic boy still. Together they headed back to the clinic to await the arrival of the much- needed parts. Once they arrived, Qui-Gon, Padmè and R2-D2 took the pieces to the waiting ship.
Anakin had emerged from the vessel to greet his Master, but more importantly, Padmè. When he looked up at his Master he noticed that familiar look. "Why do I get the feeling that we are picking up another pathetic life form?" He teased.
Qui-Gon did not take the remark lightly, instead he simply replied, "It's the boy that's responsible for getting us these parts. There's something about him, I can't explain. You'll see soon enough." With that he turned his eopie and headed back to town.
***
Watto handed the controller on his hip over to the tall man. He then flew to a small safe behind the counter. Next passing a small device to the Jedi, the device that activated the slave transmitter signal hidden somewhere with the boy's body. Watto then called Obi-Wan to the front of the shop. Qui-Gon was happy to see the face brightly shining from the smile still residing in his features. "Go." The Toydarian said to the boy in a low and saddened voice. Obi-Wan was confused by the tone of the instruction, but pleasingly joined the Jedi Knight as he headed out of the junkyard.
Together, they found a buyer for the Swoop Obi-Wan had built, and was surprised at how much they were paid for it. When they reached Tyaña's infirmary, he excitedly bound inside to show his friend what he earned. "Look at all the money I got from the swoop sale," he announced to the older woman. She was genuinely amazed at all the currency in the boy's hand and couldn't keep the gasp of shock away. He paused and glanced at the credits in his hands before looking directly into her eyes. She caught the strength that she always knew was there, within the captivating treasures. But what happened next she would never had expected. "Tia, over the years you have cared for me and watched out for me when no one else seemed to know I existed. Yet you never asked for anything in return. I thank you for that. But now I can finally repay you, here, I want you to have this." And he placed all the money in his hands into hers. Tears formed in her eyes and she sat speechless.
Qui-Gon picked up on her flooded emotions and took the opportunity to speak. "That was a wonderful thing you just did, Obi-Wan. And Now I have a surprise for you," he paused while the boy turned to regard him. A puzzled look on his face told Qui-Gon he was totally unaware of what he was about to reveal. "You're no longer a slave."
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Now here's the deal, you'll only get more if you review! Ah-ha! So please tell me what you think!! Please!! CRAVE FEEDBACK!! I am a feedback monster.
Thanks to everyone who has given me their thoughts. I appreciate it. : )