Hmmm, shall I post today or not???? **contemplating** Oh, all right.
You guys convinced me. : D
BlueElli - OOOKKKKK!!! ; ) That part was funny in the movie. : D check back tomorrow as I will be starting some other stories. ; )
JediKnightBalthasar - ] : ) I'm working on my cliffies. ; ) You'll see. : D
Liyanette - Mwahahahah, Mwahahahahaha, Mwhahahaha. ] : ) Cliffies are fun. ; ) thanks. : D
So here's the next chap. But I will have to warn you. I'm almost to where I'm stuck and the posts will not be coming as quickly then. Sorry. But I will give you new ones to enjoy until this picks up again. ; )
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Qui-Gon didn't think his heart could sink any further until he heard that name. It repeated in his mind as an empty echo. Jenna Zan Arbor The woman that had held him captive to perform experiments on him to learn about the Force. But she had been imprisoned after her plans were debacled by Obi-Wan's efforts. Oh, Force, Obi-Wan. He knew now why his Padawan had been made to suffer. If she knew that they had captured the person that caused her plans to be destroyed, Qui-Gon knew she would make Obi-Wan pay for his actions. There was no time to worry about a plan now. They needed to rescue the children before they died for the sake of science. Abruptly, he rose and started for the entrance. He called behind him sternly, "Come, we have to find them now."
The other two were confused by this reaction. They had never heard of Jenna Zan Arbor and did not realize the threat she posed. Ignoring their vexation, they followed the running Knight. Fortunately, LaMinott arrived on the speeder as they emerged from the park. Quickly, they jumped inside and Qui-Gon input the co-ordinates they pulled from the relay unit. Now that they were inbound, they turned their attention back to the conversation at hand.
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MysAri drew the fleeting tendrils of the Force in around her. Focusing the energy she pinpointed it's direction toward the frail form of Obi-Wan. Obi- Wan began to feel the warming sensation of the Force trickling in to his being. His body instantly answered its command and initiated the healing that was required. Both had been so focused on accessing the Force that neither anticipated the company. The door slid open and they could hear Harenti's voice. "Jenna Zan Arbor." He said.
And MysAri felt a spike of panic surge in Obi-Wan. She didn't understand it but tried to comfort, "It's alright Tschüxani." She could hear his breathing come in spurts. She tried to augment the words with a soothing command in the Force. His rapid breaths slowed a bit at her attempts. Then she felt a hand on her shoulder yank her away and throw her to another wall.
"What are you doing? I told you not to move." Harenti noticed a flashing on one of the display panels. He stared at it for a moment and then turned back to the girl. "Someone used the Force. Who and why?"
"I did. He's sick. I was trying to help him." She saw no reason to lie. She didn't think it would help their situation if she did or didn't. The scientist moved to the counter and pulled out a scanner of some kind.
"We'll see. This should be able to detect Force access. It's highly tuned and can pick up on the silent frequency used by those so-called midi- chlorians. That's the theory anyway." The mad doctor approached the girl and powered up the scanner. As soon as he activated the device a high pitched squeal penetrated the room and all cringed in response. "It's picking up a transmitter!" He shouted over the din. He moved it around to point at Antina. Slowly he approached, and moved it around her body. Finally, the device hovered by her neck and she could not hide her surprise at the thought that someone had tagged her. Harenti searched under her collar and found the mini-transmitter. Yanking it out into the open he scowled at the woman.
Abruptly, he threw the commlink on the ground and crushed it with his foot. In the same motion, he swung his arm and sent Antina flying into the counter behind. Next, the doctor pulled out his own communicator and called to Fiza, "Get back in here. Our position has been compromised." Ending the transmission, he swung back to the Jedi students. He bounded for Obi-Wan and quickly detached the chain. Without care, he flung the boy onto the exam table and removed the binders. Instead, Harenti tied the boy's arms down on the table. Spinning again toward the cabinets he extracted a long needle connected to some machine, grabbing Obi-Wan's arm he rammed the spine down the boy's wrist. Landing it in between the Ulnar bone and the tendons in his forearm invoking an agonized cry from the Padawan. Harenti then advanced on the frightened girl and dragged her back to the slab. "I will complete my experiments. You, access the Force and help your friend or I will pump him with enough chemicals to give him a slow and agonizing death."
MysAri was horrified, but she hastily complied. He watched as the monitor recorded her reaching out for the Force and gathering it around them. Harenti began to calm as he observed the results. Antina began to collect herself from the shock of being used and abused, when she heard the commlink beep. "They're here!" Fiza barked over the comm.
Harenti flew from the room to assist his cohort and Antina followed briskly behind hoping to get out before being trapped in here. Once they were gone, MysAri allowed her tears to fall. Obi-Wan had slid into darkness at the intense pain and she could no longer bear the hurt in her heart. Carefully, she laid her head down on his shoulder and cried quietly. Suddenly, she felt movement under her cheek and she stood up instantly. "Don't cry." A weak voice said. The weariness and pain were permeating his tone. Embarrassed, she tumultuously wiped the tears away.
"I'm sorry. I just didn't know what else to do, Tschüxani." She admitted. Everything was happening too fast for her and the severity of the situation wore on her. She watched his laboured breathing and remembered her task. The Force immediately responded to her plea and enveloped Obi- Wan.
Obi-Wan could feel the Force re-enter his body and work diligently on his injuries. After a few moments, he gathered the strength to speak again, "Why do you call me, Tschu. tschu.." The word would not form in his aching throat.
Her worried glance softened at his question and slightly tilted in wonderment. "It's a term of endearment from my home world. It's for a friend or loved one who is often troubled. Or in trouble." She gave a wan smile and caressed his face. "I think it fits you." She decided that there was no need to inform him of the real purpose behind the kindly expression. Maybe once we get out of this mess, I'll let him know.
They sat in silence for a moment staring at each other. Unexpectedly, the bracelets came alive and their vicious bite grew steadily stronger.
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I know, another cliff for you to fall off of. I will hopefully rectify this soon, then again, maybe I won't.
] : )
Reviews please. : D
BlueElli - OOOKKKKK!!! ; ) That part was funny in the movie. : D check back tomorrow as I will be starting some other stories. ; )
JediKnightBalthasar - ] : ) I'm working on my cliffies. ; ) You'll see. : D
Liyanette - Mwahahahah, Mwahahahahaha, Mwhahahaha. ] : ) Cliffies are fun. ; ) thanks. : D
So here's the next chap. But I will have to warn you. I'm almost to where I'm stuck and the posts will not be coming as quickly then. Sorry. But I will give you new ones to enjoy until this picks up again. ; )
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Qui-Gon didn't think his heart could sink any further until he heard that name. It repeated in his mind as an empty echo. Jenna Zan Arbor The woman that had held him captive to perform experiments on him to learn about the Force. But she had been imprisoned after her plans were debacled by Obi-Wan's efforts. Oh, Force, Obi-Wan. He knew now why his Padawan had been made to suffer. If she knew that they had captured the person that caused her plans to be destroyed, Qui-Gon knew she would make Obi-Wan pay for his actions. There was no time to worry about a plan now. They needed to rescue the children before they died for the sake of science. Abruptly, he rose and started for the entrance. He called behind him sternly, "Come, we have to find them now."
The other two were confused by this reaction. They had never heard of Jenna Zan Arbor and did not realize the threat she posed. Ignoring their vexation, they followed the running Knight. Fortunately, LaMinott arrived on the speeder as they emerged from the park. Quickly, they jumped inside and Qui-Gon input the co-ordinates they pulled from the relay unit. Now that they were inbound, they turned their attention back to the conversation at hand.
***
MysAri drew the fleeting tendrils of the Force in around her. Focusing the energy she pinpointed it's direction toward the frail form of Obi-Wan. Obi- Wan began to feel the warming sensation of the Force trickling in to his being. His body instantly answered its command and initiated the healing that was required. Both had been so focused on accessing the Force that neither anticipated the company. The door slid open and they could hear Harenti's voice. "Jenna Zan Arbor." He said.
And MysAri felt a spike of panic surge in Obi-Wan. She didn't understand it but tried to comfort, "It's alright Tschüxani." She could hear his breathing come in spurts. She tried to augment the words with a soothing command in the Force. His rapid breaths slowed a bit at her attempts. Then she felt a hand on her shoulder yank her away and throw her to another wall.
"What are you doing? I told you not to move." Harenti noticed a flashing on one of the display panels. He stared at it for a moment and then turned back to the girl. "Someone used the Force. Who and why?"
"I did. He's sick. I was trying to help him." She saw no reason to lie. She didn't think it would help their situation if she did or didn't. The scientist moved to the counter and pulled out a scanner of some kind.
"We'll see. This should be able to detect Force access. It's highly tuned and can pick up on the silent frequency used by those so-called midi- chlorians. That's the theory anyway." The mad doctor approached the girl and powered up the scanner. As soon as he activated the device a high pitched squeal penetrated the room and all cringed in response. "It's picking up a transmitter!" He shouted over the din. He moved it around to point at Antina. Slowly he approached, and moved it around her body. Finally, the device hovered by her neck and she could not hide her surprise at the thought that someone had tagged her. Harenti searched under her collar and found the mini-transmitter. Yanking it out into the open he scowled at the woman.
Abruptly, he threw the commlink on the ground and crushed it with his foot. In the same motion, he swung his arm and sent Antina flying into the counter behind. Next, the doctor pulled out his own communicator and called to Fiza, "Get back in here. Our position has been compromised." Ending the transmission, he swung back to the Jedi students. He bounded for Obi-Wan and quickly detached the chain. Without care, he flung the boy onto the exam table and removed the binders. Instead, Harenti tied the boy's arms down on the table. Spinning again toward the cabinets he extracted a long needle connected to some machine, grabbing Obi-Wan's arm he rammed the spine down the boy's wrist. Landing it in between the Ulnar bone and the tendons in his forearm invoking an agonized cry from the Padawan. Harenti then advanced on the frightened girl and dragged her back to the slab. "I will complete my experiments. You, access the Force and help your friend or I will pump him with enough chemicals to give him a slow and agonizing death."
MysAri was horrified, but she hastily complied. He watched as the monitor recorded her reaching out for the Force and gathering it around them. Harenti began to calm as he observed the results. Antina began to collect herself from the shock of being used and abused, when she heard the commlink beep. "They're here!" Fiza barked over the comm.
Harenti flew from the room to assist his cohort and Antina followed briskly behind hoping to get out before being trapped in here. Once they were gone, MysAri allowed her tears to fall. Obi-Wan had slid into darkness at the intense pain and she could no longer bear the hurt in her heart. Carefully, she laid her head down on his shoulder and cried quietly. Suddenly, she felt movement under her cheek and she stood up instantly. "Don't cry." A weak voice said. The weariness and pain were permeating his tone. Embarrassed, she tumultuously wiped the tears away.
"I'm sorry. I just didn't know what else to do, Tschüxani." She admitted. Everything was happening too fast for her and the severity of the situation wore on her. She watched his laboured breathing and remembered her task. The Force immediately responded to her plea and enveloped Obi- Wan.
Obi-Wan could feel the Force re-enter his body and work diligently on his injuries. After a few moments, he gathered the strength to speak again, "Why do you call me, Tschu. tschu.." The word would not form in his aching throat.
Her worried glance softened at his question and slightly tilted in wonderment. "It's a term of endearment from my home world. It's for a friend or loved one who is often troubled. Or in trouble." She gave a wan smile and caressed his face. "I think it fits you." She decided that there was no need to inform him of the real purpose behind the kindly expression. Maybe once we get out of this mess, I'll let him know.
They sat in silence for a moment staring at each other. Unexpectedly, the bracelets came alive and their vicious bite grew steadily stronger.
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I know, another cliff for you to fall off of. I will hopefully rectify this soon, then again, maybe I won't.
] : )
Reviews please. : D