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Chapter 13
"Master Yoda?"
"Yes, young Padawan learner?"
Aayla Secura shifted her weight in her chair, looking at the screen of the Jedi locater. "Uh, when I contacted Master Obi-Wan Kenobi there was noise, but then nothing, and I can't contact him again. Also, Anakin Skywalker's locator is moving off planet fast. Master Kenobi's is staying on planet and Master Windu's has gone blank."
"See let me." Yoda looked at the screen and nodded sadly. "Felt a great disturbance in the Force I did." He sighed remembering the vision he had; the young man, a teenager even, fighting Mace Windu, Anakin racing after a ship, Padme's fright, Obi collapsing by Jar Jar, Mace Windu's body hitting the ground. Yoda regretted having to know the truth sometimes, especially now. There was no way to denying it: Mace Windu was dead and Anakin and Padme were captured; but Yoda had no idea what had happened to Obi. Yoda sighed, his ears drooping. "Find young Anakin we must, but cannot. In great danger they are I fear."
Boba Fett cautiously approached Anakin, watching the Jedi's movement, ready to spring back. Padme shook Anakin's shoulder, trying to get him to look up, to do something. She looked at the approaching bounty hunter with big, fearful eyes, something very out of her character. Boba reached down and picked up the defeated Jedi with one hand and stood him up on his feet. With on hand he took out a locator and examined it. His visor flashed in the light as he cocked his head, looking, not at the locator but at a little red light in his helmet. He knew what that meant, but it couldn't be right; he wasn't due out of hyperspace for a while yet to set new hyperspace coordinates to throw off any trackers. Padme watched Boba Fett curiously and Anakin stared dully at him. Boba drooped Anakin and snatched a bar on the cage just as Slave I was wrenched out of hyperspace. Anakin slide over the floor, scrambling for a grip, knocked out of his helpless daze, and Padme was already holding the bars of her cage. Alarms shrieked at them and Boba scrambled up to the cockpit aware of Anakin racing after him, worried only for Padme's safety.
Boba slid into the pilots chair, and Anakin stood behind him, there being no other seat. Boba saw what had pulled him out of hyperspace: an old pirate trick. The pirates had dragged a huge asteroid out into open space, one big enough to disrupt hyperspace and pull any ship out of it. Usually they were aimed at large space lanes with the big cruisers going through, but this one seemed to be in the middle of nowhere and by chance had pulled Slave I out of subspace. Boba Fett fired up his cannons but kept them on stand by.
"What are you doing? Blast them!"
"I can't see anyone, and neither can you. Go back down to the cargo hold."
But Anakin didn't move and Boba didn't want to argue with him right now. He ran scans around the area and picked up two ships: Hounds Tooth and the Iron Grip. Boba scowled, not knowing who piloted Iron Grip, but knew all too well who sat in the cockpit of Hounds Tooth. He waited for connection, forming a plan.
"What are you going to do? Just sit around and wait for them to do something?! I don't believe this!" Anakin threw up his arms in exasperation and glowered at the back of the helmed head. His loathing was interrupted by the crackle of ship-to-ship connection.
"Boba Fett, we demand that you give over Senator Amidala and we just might let you live." Bossk snarled, his horrible voice made Anakin feel very fortunate that he was aboard Slave I and not with the other.thing, what ever it was.
Boba Fett nodded at what Bossk said, knowing that Bossk did not know that he had Anakin with him; in fact, from that sentence Boba knew that Bossk was bluffing: he did not know for sure if Boba had the senator because if he really knew then he would also know that he had Anakin on board too, it was just that Boba was returning to wherever he came from. He pressed the button and spoke into a speaker. "What makes you think that I have the senator?"
"Logic, Fett, logic. You're returning to Bestine, so you must have her."
"I am returning to Bestine to inform my client that Senator Amidala is dead and so are the Jedi that protected her."
"What are you doing?" Anakin hissed. "She's not dead, and neither am I!"
Boba Fett turned to him. "Yes, your very alive at the moment, and so is she, but they don't have to know that, and unless you want to make it harder on both you and her, I suggest you be quiet while I talk."
Anakin nodded, meek for a second, thinking of Padme. "So what's the plan?"
Boba ignored him, and continued scanning a map of the area. He tapped a finger on the screen and nodded to himself.
"Don't play dumb with me Fett."
"I'm not playing dumb. I'm playing I know something you don't know."
"And just what is that something?" snarled Bossk, seeing that his plan was falling to pieces.
"That I have seismic charges." With that, Boba punched a trigger with his thumb then brought Slave I roaring to action, speeding off toward the giant asteroid. The blue charge exploded in a ball of blue light, then spread out over a wide plane, giving the pilots of the two other ships only seconds to respond. The Iron Grip dived, avoiding the seismic charge with ease because the pilot had had his or her engines on standby, ready to move and fight at a seconds notice. Bossk in Hounds Tooth had not been as lucky. He had not dived, but rocketed upward, (if there is such a thing in space) but not as fast. The blast clipped the side of the ship, paralyzing it momentarily.
Slave I flew over the asteroid, and suddenly was brought to a dead halt. Boba eased Slave I into a nick in asteroid big enough to hide in. The Iron Grip roared over the asteroid in pursuit of Slave I. It roared right past and disappeared into a cavern. Now the hunter had turned into the hunted as Boba Fett followed.
Bossk grumbled and slammed his fist down on the dashboard. He loathed that Fett. How he HATED Boba Fett, how he wanted to crunch that helmet and skull into a twisted pulp! He was SO sure that hatred could not go much more that this. He still had a lot to learn about his hatred. He snarled to his partner aboard the Iron Grip.
"Watch him, he's tricky."
"I'm quite aware of that thanks to his little surprise." replied a horribly calm, cold voice. There was silence then: "I've lost him, can your sensors pick him up?"
"HOW COULD YOU LOOSE HIM?!! WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF SPACE FOR THE LOVE OF-"
"Just check for him before you explode." The voice remained calm and cold, utterly devoid of emotion. The connection went dead and Bossk let out another string of curses as he ran the scan.
"The damn asteroid is screwing with my instruments. No wait! I picked up movement! No, no, it was just you. Wait! He's behind you now!" Bossk did not like the idea of just sitting here, nursing his limp ship, but he was powerless to do more.alas, that did not stop him from cussing. "Sithspawn! Rancor poodoo! That no good rotten #%*@@%$*!!! Bleepin' bleepity!" (Note: Bossk did not say bleep or number-percent-star-at-at- percent-dollar-star. Those things were put there, by the author, for your benefit. Thank you.) "Bleeping bleeps!!!"
Boba swooped through the tunnel, dodging around pillars and juts of rock, following Iron Grip. Anakin was being an obnoxious back seat driver.
"Watch that rock! AAAAHH!!! Get in control!" Boba Fett was, of course, in compete control of the ship. "Watch it! No! Don't speed up! Are you insane! Slow down! AAAAAAAAAAA-" thud. Boba Fett knocked Anakin out with a quick smack to the head and continued driving without once going out of control.
The pilot of Iron Grip flew on, clueless about how the tunnel ended and he would have been praying for the tunnel to come out to open space if he had any gods to pray to or, even if he did, if he could actually focus on anything but keeping from being blown to little itty bitty tiny bits. Cannon fire screamed around him as Boba open fired on Iron Grip. The pilot saw stars dotting space before him, and sped up, wanting to get out of the hellhole. He made it, but became an open target. The pilot knew that Slave I was faster and stronger than Iron Grip, so he sped away from the asteroid as fast as his ship would take him, preparing a jump to hyperspace. Once out of range of the asteroid, he sent out a signal to Bossk, then jumped into hyperspace.
Bossk growled as watched Iron Grip disappear into light speed and slammed his fist down again. He pulled up a signal from the Iron Grip that read:
I'm cutting the partnership short. Boba Fett is tough. I'll leave him to a tough barve like you. One of you ought to destroy the other or destroy each other. Have fun.
Bossk swore again and again and again and again and again and again and again. He brought all power to shields, but it was wasted. Bossk watched as Slave I shot into hyperspace, continuing on its way to Bestine. He snarled, losing his temper and smashing his fists in rage against the controls, accidentally hitting a lever and sending him sprawling as the ship lurched forward.
Anakin awoke to find someone gently stroking his head, holding him in their lap. His vision was blurred and he saw a vague outline of some female person.
"Are you an angel?" he asked stupidly.
Padme laughed. "No, Anakin, I'm not."
"So I'm NOT dead."
"Of course your not! You're still aboard Slave I but we've landed somewhere and he left."
Anakin groaned and rolled over onto his side. "What happened?"
"I'm not sure, but I think it involves something with him knocking you out."
"Oooooooooh" Anakin moaned and rolled over. Anger filled him when he couldn't call on the Force to help him get through the pain in his forehead. He sat up and leaned against the bars. Padme smiled at him, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Well be ok. We always are."
Anakin opened his mouth to reply when the door hissed open. Two strange looking creatures ambled in. They resembled their weapon making cousins on Geonosis. Their knees were reversed from human legs and they slightly resembled grasshoppers. They were a greenish-gray with strange blackish blots. They each hefted large blasters. They looked at the captives and chattered in a strange high chirping language. They nodded and cautiously approached the holding cage. They place the guns the held to the bars and Anikan covered Padme with his body until he fell to the sweet black of unconsciousness from the creatures guns. Padme soon followed.
Aha! I did it! I finished the chapter! Muahahahahahahaaaa! Sorry I put it up before. I.thought it was finished.
Chapter 13
"Master Yoda?"
"Yes, young Padawan learner?"
Aayla Secura shifted her weight in her chair, looking at the screen of the Jedi locater. "Uh, when I contacted Master Obi-Wan Kenobi there was noise, but then nothing, and I can't contact him again. Also, Anakin Skywalker's locator is moving off planet fast. Master Kenobi's is staying on planet and Master Windu's has gone blank."
"See let me." Yoda looked at the screen and nodded sadly. "Felt a great disturbance in the Force I did." He sighed remembering the vision he had; the young man, a teenager even, fighting Mace Windu, Anakin racing after a ship, Padme's fright, Obi collapsing by Jar Jar, Mace Windu's body hitting the ground. Yoda regretted having to know the truth sometimes, especially now. There was no way to denying it: Mace Windu was dead and Anakin and Padme were captured; but Yoda had no idea what had happened to Obi. Yoda sighed, his ears drooping. "Find young Anakin we must, but cannot. In great danger they are I fear."
Boba Fett cautiously approached Anakin, watching the Jedi's movement, ready to spring back. Padme shook Anakin's shoulder, trying to get him to look up, to do something. She looked at the approaching bounty hunter with big, fearful eyes, something very out of her character. Boba reached down and picked up the defeated Jedi with one hand and stood him up on his feet. With on hand he took out a locator and examined it. His visor flashed in the light as he cocked his head, looking, not at the locator but at a little red light in his helmet. He knew what that meant, but it couldn't be right; he wasn't due out of hyperspace for a while yet to set new hyperspace coordinates to throw off any trackers. Padme watched Boba Fett curiously and Anakin stared dully at him. Boba drooped Anakin and snatched a bar on the cage just as Slave I was wrenched out of hyperspace. Anakin slide over the floor, scrambling for a grip, knocked out of his helpless daze, and Padme was already holding the bars of her cage. Alarms shrieked at them and Boba scrambled up to the cockpit aware of Anakin racing after him, worried only for Padme's safety.
Boba slid into the pilots chair, and Anakin stood behind him, there being no other seat. Boba saw what had pulled him out of hyperspace: an old pirate trick. The pirates had dragged a huge asteroid out into open space, one big enough to disrupt hyperspace and pull any ship out of it. Usually they were aimed at large space lanes with the big cruisers going through, but this one seemed to be in the middle of nowhere and by chance had pulled Slave I out of subspace. Boba Fett fired up his cannons but kept them on stand by.
"What are you doing? Blast them!"
"I can't see anyone, and neither can you. Go back down to the cargo hold."
But Anakin didn't move and Boba didn't want to argue with him right now. He ran scans around the area and picked up two ships: Hounds Tooth and the Iron Grip. Boba scowled, not knowing who piloted Iron Grip, but knew all too well who sat in the cockpit of Hounds Tooth. He waited for connection, forming a plan.
"What are you going to do? Just sit around and wait for them to do something?! I don't believe this!" Anakin threw up his arms in exasperation and glowered at the back of the helmed head. His loathing was interrupted by the crackle of ship-to-ship connection.
"Boba Fett, we demand that you give over Senator Amidala and we just might let you live." Bossk snarled, his horrible voice made Anakin feel very fortunate that he was aboard Slave I and not with the other.thing, what ever it was.
Boba Fett nodded at what Bossk said, knowing that Bossk did not know that he had Anakin with him; in fact, from that sentence Boba knew that Bossk was bluffing: he did not know for sure if Boba had the senator because if he really knew then he would also know that he had Anakin on board too, it was just that Boba was returning to wherever he came from. He pressed the button and spoke into a speaker. "What makes you think that I have the senator?"
"Logic, Fett, logic. You're returning to Bestine, so you must have her."
"I am returning to Bestine to inform my client that Senator Amidala is dead and so are the Jedi that protected her."
"What are you doing?" Anakin hissed. "She's not dead, and neither am I!"
Boba Fett turned to him. "Yes, your very alive at the moment, and so is she, but they don't have to know that, and unless you want to make it harder on both you and her, I suggest you be quiet while I talk."
Anakin nodded, meek for a second, thinking of Padme. "So what's the plan?"
Boba ignored him, and continued scanning a map of the area. He tapped a finger on the screen and nodded to himself.
"Don't play dumb with me Fett."
"I'm not playing dumb. I'm playing I know something you don't know."
"And just what is that something?" snarled Bossk, seeing that his plan was falling to pieces.
"That I have seismic charges." With that, Boba punched a trigger with his thumb then brought Slave I roaring to action, speeding off toward the giant asteroid. The blue charge exploded in a ball of blue light, then spread out over a wide plane, giving the pilots of the two other ships only seconds to respond. The Iron Grip dived, avoiding the seismic charge with ease because the pilot had had his or her engines on standby, ready to move and fight at a seconds notice. Bossk in Hounds Tooth had not been as lucky. He had not dived, but rocketed upward, (if there is such a thing in space) but not as fast. The blast clipped the side of the ship, paralyzing it momentarily.
Slave I flew over the asteroid, and suddenly was brought to a dead halt. Boba eased Slave I into a nick in asteroid big enough to hide in. The Iron Grip roared over the asteroid in pursuit of Slave I. It roared right past and disappeared into a cavern. Now the hunter had turned into the hunted as Boba Fett followed.
Bossk grumbled and slammed his fist down on the dashboard. He loathed that Fett. How he HATED Boba Fett, how he wanted to crunch that helmet and skull into a twisted pulp! He was SO sure that hatred could not go much more that this. He still had a lot to learn about his hatred. He snarled to his partner aboard the Iron Grip.
"Watch him, he's tricky."
"I'm quite aware of that thanks to his little surprise." replied a horribly calm, cold voice. There was silence then: "I've lost him, can your sensors pick him up?"
"HOW COULD YOU LOOSE HIM?!! WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF SPACE FOR THE LOVE OF-"
"Just check for him before you explode." The voice remained calm and cold, utterly devoid of emotion. The connection went dead and Bossk let out another string of curses as he ran the scan.
"The damn asteroid is screwing with my instruments. No wait! I picked up movement! No, no, it was just you. Wait! He's behind you now!" Bossk did not like the idea of just sitting here, nursing his limp ship, but he was powerless to do more.alas, that did not stop him from cussing. "Sithspawn! Rancor poodoo! That no good rotten #%*@@%$*!!! Bleepin' bleepity!" (Note: Bossk did not say bleep or number-percent-star-at-at- percent-dollar-star. Those things were put there, by the author, for your benefit. Thank you.) "Bleeping bleeps!!!"
Boba swooped through the tunnel, dodging around pillars and juts of rock, following Iron Grip. Anakin was being an obnoxious back seat driver.
"Watch that rock! AAAAHH!!! Get in control!" Boba Fett was, of course, in compete control of the ship. "Watch it! No! Don't speed up! Are you insane! Slow down! AAAAAAAAAAA-" thud. Boba Fett knocked Anakin out with a quick smack to the head and continued driving without once going out of control.
The pilot of Iron Grip flew on, clueless about how the tunnel ended and he would have been praying for the tunnel to come out to open space if he had any gods to pray to or, even if he did, if he could actually focus on anything but keeping from being blown to little itty bitty tiny bits. Cannon fire screamed around him as Boba open fired on Iron Grip. The pilot saw stars dotting space before him, and sped up, wanting to get out of the hellhole. He made it, but became an open target. The pilot knew that Slave I was faster and stronger than Iron Grip, so he sped away from the asteroid as fast as his ship would take him, preparing a jump to hyperspace. Once out of range of the asteroid, he sent out a signal to Bossk, then jumped into hyperspace.
Bossk growled as watched Iron Grip disappear into light speed and slammed his fist down again. He pulled up a signal from the Iron Grip that read:
I'm cutting the partnership short. Boba Fett is tough. I'll leave him to a tough barve like you. One of you ought to destroy the other or destroy each other. Have fun.
Bossk swore again and again and again and again and again and again and again. He brought all power to shields, but it was wasted. Bossk watched as Slave I shot into hyperspace, continuing on its way to Bestine. He snarled, losing his temper and smashing his fists in rage against the controls, accidentally hitting a lever and sending him sprawling as the ship lurched forward.
Anakin awoke to find someone gently stroking his head, holding him in their lap. His vision was blurred and he saw a vague outline of some female person.
"Are you an angel?" he asked stupidly.
Padme laughed. "No, Anakin, I'm not."
"So I'm NOT dead."
"Of course your not! You're still aboard Slave I but we've landed somewhere and he left."
Anakin groaned and rolled over onto his side. "What happened?"
"I'm not sure, but I think it involves something with him knocking you out."
"Oooooooooh" Anakin moaned and rolled over. Anger filled him when he couldn't call on the Force to help him get through the pain in his forehead. He sat up and leaned against the bars. Padme smiled at him, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Well be ok. We always are."
Anakin opened his mouth to reply when the door hissed open. Two strange looking creatures ambled in. They resembled their weapon making cousins on Geonosis. Their knees were reversed from human legs and they slightly resembled grasshoppers. They were a greenish-gray with strange blackish blots. They each hefted large blasters. They looked at the captives and chattered in a strange high chirping language. They nodded and cautiously approached the holding cage. They place the guns the held to the bars and Anikan covered Padme with his body until he fell to the sweet black of unconsciousness from the creatures guns. Padme soon followed.
Aha! I did it! I finished the chapter! Muahahahahahahaaaa! Sorry I put it up before. I.thought it was finished.