Chapter 2 - Kashyyyk
Anakin strides up to his Master, giving a bow of respect.
"Do we have a mission Master?"
"Indeed we do my Young Padawan," Obi-Wan said, wisdom and peace filling his voice.
"We are to journey to Kashyyyk and defend the Wookies from harm. The Separatists are trying to enslave them to do their bidding. Any village that opposes their forces is killed."
"Yes Master. When do we leave?"
"Immediately. There is a Republic Assault Ship waiting our arrival. They are to accompany us and provide backup."
The two went to the elevator, trying to get to ground level near the Temple to board one of the war craft. Anakin wondered for a moment, think about where Masters Yoda and Windu were. Then he remembered: they were taking care of a mission on Rhen Var.
They reached ground level, more Jedi here than throughout the Temple. Men and Women of different races quickly paced through the entrance and exit, trying to get to their destinations. Anakin and Obi-Wan walked through the masses of Jedi, trying to find an exit of their own. They eventually got out, the sun beaming on them. Anakin squinted his eyes, trying to adjust them to the sudden change of light. As soon as his eyes did adjust, he saw a speeder of yellow color, much like the one he used chasing the assassin down, waiting for their arrival so that it could take them to the Republic Assault Ship known as Swift Blade, recently christened by its captain, Dar Kentel, a superb pilot trained by the Corellian defense forces.
Anakin and Obi-Wan got into speeder, the canary colored vehicle quickly speeding off. In a matter of minutes, they arrived beneath the towering ship.
The Master and Apprentice hopped out, their feet thudding on the metal ground. They meet up with a clone Captain, his red stripe telling all he was of high stature.
"Captain Kentel is waiting for you," the clone warrior said with military accuracy.
"Thank you, Captain," Obi-Wan said, walking fluidly to the ramp with Anakin by his side.
They soon reached the command center, many clones and a few Jedi walked around, preparing the enormous craft for flight. Obi-Wan and Anakin approached a man in dark dress; a black button-up shirt with the Corellian insignia on the pocket, dark blue almost black slacks, and black heavy boots.
"Captain Kentel, I am Obi-Wan Kenobi. This is my Padawan learner Anakin Skywalker," Obi-Wan introduced, the Master and Apprentice bowing in unison.
"I'm Captain Dar Kentel, as you know," the scruffy Corellian said, his accent strong. "We're departing in a few minutes."
The Jedi nod, standing by the captain, waiting for departure.
During the few minutes, Anakin thought about how he got into this situation.
I wasn't strong enough to defeat Count Dooku, Anakin thought.
The scene replayed in his mind.
They had followed Dooku to his secret hanger, him and Obi-Wan determined to take him down. Anakin had charged to attack Dooku, but he had gotten thrown-by aid of Force lightning-to a pocket in the wall, temporarily out of the fight.
His great mentor fought on, not letting Dooku escape to continue this war. Soon his Master fell, and he had jumped, using the Force, to intercept Dooku's menacing red blade.
"Brave boy, but foolish. I thought you would have learned your lesson by now."
"I am a slow learner."
The battle continued, Anakin fighting Dooku in the dark. Then-when Anakin was about to strike-Dooku's blade sliced through his arm and then threw him by with the Force.
Before he had been knocked unconscious, he was sure Count Dooku would kill him and his Master. But Anakin's luck held out, and when he had been awakened, he was alive and hugging Padmé.
A voice boomed over the intercom, telling everyone on the ship of their departure. It was the voice of the Captain.
Anakin made fists with both of his hands, especially his robotic hand, as he remembered.
"Relax, Anakin. Calm yourself," Obi-Wan said, sensing Anakin's tension and slight anger.
"Yes, Master," Anakin replied, loosening his hands and letting go of his anger.
During flight, everyone was preparing, while Captain Kentel piloted the ship, and the Master and Apprentice meditated.
Anakin opened his eyes, done meditating for the moment. He approached the Captain, wanting to talk to him.
"Tired of meditating?"
Anakin nodded.
"If you don't mind me asking, how did you get to be in the Corellian defense forces?" Anakin asked.
"When I turned fifteen, I decided piloting was my passion. I trained with my father, a trader, and learned to fly various craft. When I was twenty, I was out doing a job for my father because he was sick, and those Trade Federation scum sent mercenaries after me. The mercenaries crippled my ship, and then took my cargo."
"Why did they send mercenaries after you?"
"I was scanning the communicator, getting to the Holonet to look for any announcements, and I overheard this message. Someone was in distress because they had been attacked by mercenaries, sent by the Trade Federation."
"They would do that," Anakin stated.
"We're going to land soon. Maybe you should meditate and prepare."
Anakin nods going back over to his Master, who had been listening, to stand and meditate once more.
Anakin closes his eyes and drifts off into the Force to relax himself for the battle ahead.
Captain Kentel's voice boomed over the intercom, telling everyone they were approaching Kashyyyk. The ship pulled out of hyperspace, the stars returning to their original position.
Anakin and Obi-Wan opened their eyes to see a Trade Federation War Freighter and a Techno Union Starship.
"They definitely want control over this system, Master," Anakin stated.
"We're sending down the foot soldiers in AA-9 Freighters while we take care of the two ships up here," Dar Kentel said to the Jedi, as well as the rest of the ship.
Anakin and Obi-Wan nodded, and then bow again to Captain Kentel.
"May the Force be with you," Obi-Wan said.
"May the Force be with you, Captain Kentel," Anakin said.
"May the Force be with you guys too. Good luck and kick Neimodian butt for me, alright?"
Anakin nodded, the two leaving to get on a freighter.
They reached the freighter by aid of turbolift, and got to the cockpit, prepared and ready for battle.
The ship pulled out of the docking bay with four others, taking blaster fire to their shields by the pestering Droid Starfighters.
Anakin strides up to his Master, giving a bow of respect.
"Do we have a mission Master?"
"Indeed we do my Young Padawan," Obi-Wan said, wisdom and peace filling his voice.
"We are to journey to Kashyyyk and defend the Wookies from harm. The Separatists are trying to enslave them to do their bidding. Any village that opposes their forces is killed."
"Yes Master. When do we leave?"
"Immediately. There is a Republic Assault Ship waiting our arrival. They are to accompany us and provide backup."
The two went to the elevator, trying to get to ground level near the Temple to board one of the war craft. Anakin wondered for a moment, think about where Masters Yoda and Windu were. Then he remembered: they were taking care of a mission on Rhen Var.
They reached ground level, more Jedi here than throughout the Temple. Men and Women of different races quickly paced through the entrance and exit, trying to get to their destinations. Anakin and Obi-Wan walked through the masses of Jedi, trying to find an exit of their own. They eventually got out, the sun beaming on them. Anakin squinted his eyes, trying to adjust them to the sudden change of light. As soon as his eyes did adjust, he saw a speeder of yellow color, much like the one he used chasing the assassin down, waiting for their arrival so that it could take them to the Republic Assault Ship known as Swift Blade, recently christened by its captain, Dar Kentel, a superb pilot trained by the Corellian defense forces.
Anakin and Obi-Wan got into speeder, the canary colored vehicle quickly speeding off. In a matter of minutes, they arrived beneath the towering ship.
The Master and Apprentice hopped out, their feet thudding on the metal ground. They meet up with a clone Captain, his red stripe telling all he was of high stature.
"Captain Kentel is waiting for you," the clone warrior said with military accuracy.
"Thank you, Captain," Obi-Wan said, walking fluidly to the ramp with Anakin by his side.
They soon reached the command center, many clones and a few Jedi walked around, preparing the enormous craft for flight. Obi-Wan and Anakin approached a man in dark dress; a black button-up shirt with the Corellian insignia on the pocket, dark blue almost black slacks, and black heavy boots.
"Captain Kentel, I am Obi-Wan Kenobi. This is my Padawan learner Anakin Skywalker," Obi-Wan introduced, the Master and Apprentice bowing in unison.
"I'm Captain Dar Kentel, as you know," the scruffy Corellian said, his accent strong. "We're departing in a few minutes."
The Jedi nod, standing by the captain, waiting for departure.
During the few minutes, Anakin thought about how he got into this situation.
I wasn't strong enough to defeat Count Dooku, Anakin thought.
The scene replayed in his mind.
They had followed Dooku to his secret hanger, him and Obi-Wan determined to take him down. Anakin had charged to attack Dooku, but he had gotten thrown-by aid of Force lightning-to a pocket in the wall, temporarily out of the fight.
His great mentor fought on, not letting Dooku escape to continue this war. Soon his Master fell, and he had jumped, using the Force, to intercept Dooku's menacing red blade.
"Brave boy, but foolish. I thought you would have learned your lesson by now."
"I am a slow learner."
The battle continued, Anakin fighting Dooku in the dark. Then-when Anakin was about to strike-Dooku's blade sliced through his arm and then threw him by with the Force.
Before he had been knocked unconscious, he was sure Count Dooku would kill him and his Master. But Anakin's luck held out, and when he had been awakened, he was alive and hugging Padmé.
A voice boomed over the intercom, telling everyone on the ship of their departure. It was the voice of the Captain.
Anakin made fists with both of his hands, especially his robotic hand, as he remembered.
"Relax, Anakin. Calm yourself," Obi-Wan said, sensing Anakin's tension and slight anger.
"Yes, Master," Anakin replied, loosening his hands and letting go of his anger.
During flight, everyone was preparing, while Captain Kentel piloted the ship, and the Master and Apprentice meditated.
Anakin opened his eyes, done meditating for the moment. He approached the Captain, wanting to talk to him.
"Tired of meditating?"
Anakin nodded.
"If you don't mind me asking, how did you get to be in the Corellian defense forces?" Anakin asked.
"When I turned fifteen, I decided piloting was my passion. I trained with my father, a trader, and learned to fly various craft. When I was twenty, I was out doing a job for my father because he was sick, and those Trade Federation scum sent mercenaries after me. The mercenaries crippled my ship, and then took my cargo."
"Why did they send mercenaries after you?"
"I was scanning the communicator, getting to the Holonet to look for any announcements, and I overheard this message. Someone was in distress because they had been attacked by mercenaries, sent by the Trade Federation."
"They would do that," Anakin stated.
"We're going to land soon. Maybe you should meditate and prepare."
Anakin nods going back over to his Master, who had been listening, to stand and meditate once more.
Anakin closes his eyes and drifts off into the Force to relax himself for the battle ahead.
Captain Kentel's voice boomed over the intercom, telling everyone they were approaching Kashyyyk. The ship pulled out of hyperspace, the stars returning to their original position.
Anakin and Obi-Wan opened their eyes to see a Trade Federation War Freighter and a Techno Union Starship.
"They definitely want control over this system, Master," Anakin stated.
"We're sending down the foot soldiers in AA-9 Freighters while we take care of the two ships up here," Dar Kentel said to the Jedi, as well as the rest of the ship.
Anakin and Obi-Wan nodded, and then bow again to Captain Kentel.
"May the Force be with you," Obi-Wan said.
"May the Force be with you, Captain Kentel," Anakin said.
"May the Force be with you guys too. Good luck and kick Neimodian butt for me, alright?"
Anakin nodded, the two leaving to get on a freighter.
They reached the freighter by aid of turbolift, and got to the cockpit, prepared and ready for battle.
The ship pulled out of the docking bay with four others, taking blaster fire to their shields by the pestering Droid Starfighters.