Athena Leigh - Well, I'm glad you liked it! And I hope I can do the ending
some justice. ;)
RosyRedFingured Dawn - 'Come on baby. Let's do the twist! Come on Ba-by! And do the Twist!' Um, sorry, I'm a little off right now, because I'm having a horrible day at work. I'm looking for even the slightest hint of joy. Anyway, Yeah, I did not wish to repeat the end, and so many others wanted the same thing, so, I put in a twist. ;) I hope you like what I've done. :D
ALS - Aww, that's ok. I'm just glad you decided to review now. :D And I am flattered that you continually sought out my little fic for an update during all this time. *blush* Thank you very much!! I hope you like what I've done. ;)
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The cool expanse of space always had a fascination for people, full of wonder, fear and hope. Even in the throngs of conflict the twinkling darkness still maintained its position. For a moment, Anakin gazed out at the stars around him remembering his silent vow; he wanted to be the first human to visit all the worlds in the Galaxy. At the moment he was only a quarter of the way through, but he still had his dream.
A close call brought him back to the situation at hand. Returning his concentration on the dogfight, he tried to think of a way to get past the Trade Federation's shields. The Force was whispering, but he wasn't entirely sure what it wanted from him. He had two sensations, one to get through those shields and the other to return to the planet and help his Master. Both fought for his attention, but neither was more demanding than the other.
So the Padawan came to a decision, he would first do his best to help the starfighters and then hurry back to find his Master. Now that he knew his course, he set his mind to the task of finding a weakness. For some reason he knew that the answer did not lie on the surface, but he couldn't place his finger on it yet. Instead, he turned to his training, allowing the Force to guide his actions. Before long he found himself heading toward the Control Ship's main hanger. Slightly confused, he continued toward the bay.
*
As they entered the Throne Room the Viceroy reveled in his imminent triumph. "Your insurrection is at an end, your Highness. It is time for you to sign the treaty and end this pointless debate in the Senate."
Padmè was about to protest when she heard a familiar voice, "Your occupation has ended."
Recognizing the usual elaborate clothing befitting the elected official, Gunray called to his guards, "After her, this one is a decoy." The Battle Droids heeded his command and followed their target.
As soon as they were gone, Amidala charged her throne and thumbed open a secret compartment. Extracting two blasters she tossed one to the waiting Captain and wielded the other. Expertly and efficiently, they dispatched the remaining droids. Panaka ordered, "Seal the doors."
When the doors were closed and jammed closed, Amidala strode up to the Niemodian confidently. "Now Viceroy, we will discuss a new treaty."
*
Captain Tarpals surveyed the scene around him. His fellow warriors were falling one by one to the multitude of Battle Droids, Destroyers and Federation Tanks that had penetrated their shields. Only a few moments before one of the tanks managed to blow up their main shield generator.
As soon as the blast finished, he ordered his men back to the swamps. Even as the great army retreated, the overwhelming numbers of the Federation battalions cut down the amphibious creatures. Before he could withdraw completely, he was captured along with a few of his troops. There was nothing he could do, so he surrendered.
*
Parry and thrust, the dance continued. Each move planned and calculated. Both men sizing up the other, searching for weaknesses and wearing down their opponent. Emerald and crimson light blazed throughout the energy compound. It was a spectacular sight.
Obi-Wan followed their movements as the two fighters worked their way through the generators. He determined that he was out of immediate danger when they had jumped from one walkway to another. At the moment they were down and two walks away from him. Yet the brilliant blades relayed their struggle. Still in admiration of the kind man who freed him, Obi-Wan dreamed of being able to fight as well.
For but a moment, his nightmare flashed before his eyes. But he quickly shook it away, knowing that the place and colours were not right. No that was a horrid vision of another time. Still, he could sense the same life and death conflict playing out. Lost in his thoughts, his mind was brought back to the battle, when he felt something shift.
At first he didn't understand what was happening. He watched as the dark lord somersaulted to the next catwalk. Master Jinn followed without missing a beat. Again the pair tangled, hoping that they would soon be victorious. They were closer now and the youth could see their faces clearer. With each move, they seemed to be drawing nearer to him, and he stood looking for a place to hide. One direction lead back to the hanger, the other directly into a melting pit. He was about to head back to the bay, when his path was suddenly blocked.
The Sith Lord had landed next to him. Obi-Wan gazed up at the bi-coloured man lost for what he should do. Immediately, the Jedi Knight gracefully lighted behind the Lord, drawing his attention back to him. Obi-Wan could go no where else but back towards the melting pit. As he ran, he noticed the corridor was divided into five sections by laser walls. He had managed to get halfway through the hall when they reactivated. Glancing back, he figured that at least he was no longer in danger while confined between them.
Silently, he urged the Knight on. Hoping and praying that this conflict would end before the walls deactivated again. Unfortunately, that was not the case. The two swordsmen were still going at it, when the furthest wall opened up. When his path was clear, Obi-Wan could do nothing else except head straight for the melting pit. He pleaded with the Force that there would be a way out on the other side, but for some reason doubted it. Entering the round room, he found that his fears were not misplaced and that he was now trapped.
Obi-Wan decided to see if he could make it back out but before he could get anywhere he noticed the pair heading for him. Rushing back to the farthest point, he pressed his back into the wall and waited. Slowly, the duo made their way closer to him. Maul seemed to sense the lasers charging again and hurried himself toward the melting pit. He managed to get himself beyond the last buffer pair and into the small room while sealing the Knight behind the last laser wall.
Qui-Gon's heart skipped a beat as he recognized the small form in the rear of the room. And now the young boy was trapped with a monster. At that moment the only thing he wanted was to be on the other side so that he may protect the child. Instead he was caged, forced to watch as the predator advanced on his prey.
Slowly, Maul walked over to the boy, grinning a feral smirk. His arrogance bleeding through the gesture. As he approached the Sith said, "My Master would like a word with you boy. Once I'm done here."
Obi-Wan did his best to maintain control of his emotions. Past experience told him, that displaying his fear would only bring satisfaction to the vile creature. And he refused to allow that to happen. He kept his features still and squared his shoulders, ready to fight the man if necessary. That's when he heard the commanding baritone of Master Jinn call from his confine, "Leave the boy alone."
Maul turned to regard the Jedi for a second before reaching out to grab the youth by the scruff of the neck. Obi-Wan tried to struggle, but the hand clasped harder pinching his nerves. Pain shot through him and he grimaced. Maul hauled the youngster over to where the Knight could see him better. Confidently, he demanded, "Or you'll do what?"
Before Obi-Wan could even consider moving, the Sith backhanded the boy across the face, knocking him from his feet. As the boy lay there stunned, Maul came up for a second assault. This time his booted foot collided with the child's ribcage, forcing a cry from the lad. The dark warrior continued the physical attacks but kept in mind that his Master did wish to have the boy after their victory. But he also held on to the fact that his Master never said what condition the boy should be in when he arrived. A few more blows left the boy gasping and in pain.
Gathering the Force around him, Qui-Gon concentrated on the power. As much as he wanted to, he could not give into his anger, despite what his heart commanded. If he acted upon the impulse he would be no better than the malignant creature before him. Yet he could not abide the actions taken against a defenseless child. Instead, he centered himself to destroy the Sith.
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A review, a review, a post for a review!! ;) If you have the time, please let me know what you think. I would greatly appreciate it!! :D Thanks for reading!
RosyRedFingured Dawn - 'Come on baby. Let's do the twist! Come on Ba-by! And do the Twist!' Um, sorry, I'm a little off right now, because I'm having a horrible day at work. I'm looking for even the slightest hint of joy. Anyway, Yeah, I did not wish to repeat the end, and so many others wanted the same thing, so, I put in a twist. ;) I hope you like what I've done. :D
ALS - Aww, that's ok. I'm just glad you decided to review now. :D And I am flattered that you continually sought out my little fic for an update during all this time. *blush* Thank you very much!! I hope you like what I've done. ;)
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The cool expanse of space always had a fascination for people, full of wonder, fear and hope. Even in the throngs of conflict the twinkling darkness still maintained its position. For a moment, Anakin gazed out at the stars around him remembering his silent vow; he wanted to be the first human to visit all the worlds in the Galaxy. At the moment he was only a quarter of the way through, but he still had his dream.
A close call brought him back to the situation at hand. Returning his concentration on the dogfight, he tried to think of a way to get past the Trade Federation's shields. The Force was whispering, but he wasn't entirely sure what it wanted from him. He had two sensations, one to get through those shields and the other to return to the planet and help his Master. Both fought for his attention, but neither was more demanding than the other.
So the Padawan came to a decision, he would first do his best to help the starfighters and then hurry back to find his Master. Now that he knew his course, he set his mind to the task of finding a weakness. For some reason he knew that the answer did not lie on the surface, but he couldn't place his finger on it yet. Instead, he turned to his training, allowing the Force to guide his actions. Before long he found himself heading toward the Control Ship's main hanger. Slightly confused, he continued toward the bay.
*
As they entered the Throne Room the Viceroy reveled in his imminent triumph. "Your insurrection is at an end, your Highness. It is time for you to sign the treaty and end this pointless debate in the Senate."
Padmè was about to protest when she heard a familiar voice, "Your occupation has ended."
Recognizing the usual elaborate clothing befitting the elected official, Gunray called to his guards, "After her, this one is a decoy." The Battle Droids heeded his command and followed their target.
As soon as they were gone, Amidala charged her throne and thumbed open a secret compartment. Extracting two blasters she tossed one to the waiting Captain and wielded the other. Expertly and efficiently, they dispatched the remaining droids. Panaka ordered, "Seal the doors."
When the doors were closed and jammed closed, Amidala strode up to the Niemodian confidently. "Now Viceroy, we will discuss a new treaty."
*
Captain Tarpals surveyed the scene around him. His fellow warriors were falling one by one to the multitude of Battle Droids, Destroyers and Federation Tanks that had penetrated their shields. Only a few moments before one of the tanks managed to blow up their main shield generator.
As soon as the blast finished, he ordered his men back to the swamps. Even as the great army retreated, the overwhelming numbers of the Federation battalions cut down the amphibious creatures. Before he could withdraw completely, he was captured along with a few of his troops. There was nothing he could do, so he surrendered.
*
Parry and thrust, the dance continued. Each move planned and calculated. Both men sizing up the other, searching for weaknesses and wearing down their opponent. Emerald and crimson light blazed throughout the energy compound. It was a spectacular sight.
Obi-Wan followed their movements as the two fighters worked their way through the generators. He determined that he was out of immediate danger when they had jumped from one walkway to another. At the moment they were down and two walks away from him. Yet the brilliant blades relayed their struggle. Still in admiration of the kind man who freed him, Obi-Wan dreamed of being able to fight as well.
For but a moment, his nightmare flashed before his eyes. But he quickly shook it away, knowing that the place and colours were not right. No that was a horrid vision of another time. Still, he could sense the same life and death conflict playing out. Lost in his thoughts, his mind was brought back to the battle, when he felt something shift.
At first he didn't understand what was happening. He watched as the dark lord somersaulted to the next catwalk. Master Jinn followed without missing a beat. Again the pair tangled, hoping that they would soon be victorious. They were closer now and the youth could see their faces clearer. With each move, they seemed to be drawing nearer to him, and he stood looking for a place to hide. One direction lead back to the hanger, the other directly into a melting pit. He was about to head back to the bay, when his path was suddenly blocked.
The Sith Lord had landed next to him. Obi-Wan gazed up at the bi-coloured man lost for what he should do. Immediately, the Jedi Knight gracefully lighted behind the Lord, drawing his attention back to him. Obi-Wan could go no where else but back towards the melting pit. As he ran, he noticed the corridor was divided into five sections by laser walls. He had managed to get halfway through the hall when they reactivated. Glancing back, he figured that at least he was no longer in danger while confined between them.
Silently, he urged the Knight on. Hoping and praying that this conflict would end before the walls deactivated again. Unfortunately, that was not the case. The two swordsmen were still going at it, when the furthest wall opened up. When his path was clear, Obi-Wan could do nothing else except head straight for the melting pit. He pleaded with the Force that there would be a way out on the other side, but for some reason doubted it. Entering the round room, he found that his fears were not misplaced and that he was now trapped.
Obi-Wan decided to see if he could make it back out but before he could get anywhere he noticed the pair heading for him. Rushing back to the farthest point, he pressed his back into the wall and waited. Slowly, the duo made their way closer to him. Maul seemed to sense the lasers charging again and hurried himself toward the melting pit. He managed to get himself beyond the last buffer pair and into the small room while sealing the Knight behind the last laser wall.
Qui-Gon's heart skipped a beat as he recognized the small form in the rear of the room. And now the young boy was trapped with a monster. At that moment the only thing he wanted was to be on the other side so that he may protect the child. Instead he was caged, forced to watch as the predator advanced on his prey.
Slowly, Maul walked over to the boy, grinning a feral smirk. His arrogance bleeding through the gesture. As he approached the Sith said, "My Master would like a word with you boy. Once I'm done here."
Obi-Wan did his best to maintain control of his emotions. Past experience told him, that displaying his fear would only bring satisfaction to the vile creature. And he refused to allow that to happen. He kept his features still and squared his shoulders, ready to fight the man if necessary. That's when he heard the commanding baritone of Master Jinn call from his confine, "Leave the boy alone."
Maul turned to regard the Jedi for a second before reaching out to grab the youth by the scruff of the neck. Obi-Wan tried to struggle, but the hand clasped harder pinching his nerves. Pain shot through him and he grimaced. Maul hauled the youngster over to where the Knight could see him better. Confidently, he demanded, "Or you'll do what?"
Before Obi-Wan could even consider moving, the Sith backhanded the boy across the face, knocking him from his feet. As the boy lay there stunned, Maul came up for a second assault. This time his booted foot collided with the child's ribcage, forcing a cry from the lad. The dark warrior continued the physical attacks but kept in mind that his Master did wish to have the boy after their victory. But he also held on to the fact that his Master never said what condition the boy should be in when he arrived. A few more blows left the boy gasping and in pain.
Gathering the Force around him, Qui-Gon concentrated on the power. As much as he wanted to, he could not give into his anger, despite what his heart commanded. If he acted upon the impulse he would be no better than the malignant creature before him. Yet he could not abide the actions taken against a defenseless child. Instead, he centered himself to destroy the Sith.
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A review, a review, a post for a review!! ;) If you have the time, please let me know what you think. I would greatly appreciate it!! :D Thanks for reading!