Hey all! So sorry I haven't posted lately (not that many read this story anyway). It's my first real day off since just before my Christmas break. . and I have so much energy since the other team didn't show up for my bball game. Anyway, I'm done babbling now.
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Qui-Gon sat silently, trying and not getting anywhere to think of a plan to bring down his former apprentice. His thoughts kept drifting to the chld who was being turned into a fugitive in his own home. Was he hurt? Did he know who was trying to do this to him?
The master looked up when Xanatos' comlink went off. "Yeah," Xanatos said. "What's happened?. . . . WHAT?! Dammit!" The man turned the comlink off.
"Looks like your Padawan has managed to screw up my plans," he said annoyed. "He had to go and drown. Really Qui-Gon, what have you been teaching the boy?"
'Oh no please no!' Qui-Gon's heart contracted and all the council
members glanced at him. "Xanatos, what did you men do?!"
"Apparently they were following orders but had to capture him with a net. Suicidal Oafy-Wan had decided to jump off the waterfall and didn't come up." Xanatos shrugged, "Oh well, not my loss."
Qui-Gon's eyes flashed and his nostrels flared, "NOT YOUR LOSS?! Xanatos, you thugs killed my Padawan!! They killed m-," he stopped. Taking a deep breath, he continued hoarsely, "M-my son."
"Oh, I'm sorry Qui-Gon. Did you care about the brat?" Xanatos asked sarcastically. "Like I care!"
Qui-Gon's eyes filled. He said nothing as tears streamed down his cheeks. 'I didn't feel him go. I didn't get to say goodbye. . . . I didn't get to say goodbye.'
Plo Koon raised the question, "If the reason you're here no longer exists, then why don't you just leave?"
"Like getting revenge on Kenobi was my only goal. I have something much better planned," Xanatos grinned evily. "Much better."
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Obi-Wan whimpered as he tightened the bandage around his leg. It wasn't like he had never been shot before, but he'd always had the Force to dull the pain. 'It's not too bad,' he mused. 'It could be worse.'
Slowly he stood up and walked to the submarine. The airtight bubble wasn't activated, leavng it open for inspection. There wasn't much to the contents: extra cord to connect explosives as well as wire cutters. 'But this can't be the only vehicles they came in. There must be more subs on the other platforms.'
Just as he was about to leave he remembered the speeder. A set of maps laminated so as not to let liquid in sat in the front seat. On further studying he saw that they were the schematics for the water tunnels and the basement. Several spots on te map were marked in red ink. What were these people planning?
Folding and pocketing the bsement map, he jumped into the water, intending to find out.
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Now at that point I had absoloutely no clue what Xanatos was planning. I still had no clue it was him. But the voice in my mind had stopped, so I was somewhat content.
It didn't even occur to me everyone thought I was dead. All I knew was that, at least for a while, I wasn't running from henchmen who wanted to bring me to their leader.
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The basement was sounding with the sounds of water running through pipes servicing the temple. The area was spacious, with numerous pillars to help support the foundation. A large furnace stood in one corner, unused now that winter had passed.
The Padawan crouched behind a stack of crates, but he couldn't tell whether they were explosives or not. A pile of the cord he had seen earlier sat in the middle of a set of the six middlemost pillars. The rest fanned out in a circular fashion. Three men were tinkering with boxes attached to the pillars. Similar ones adorned the others, connected by cord.
Obi-Wan pulled out the map and checked at all the spots marked with an X. 'Uh oh.' Every spot marked was where a pillar was. The explosives looked small enough that they would blow everything within a one foot radius. If the attacker was planning what Obi-Wan thought he was. . . . 'Then there won't be a temple come nightfall.'
Bigger porblems were developing. One of the men was coming this way, presumably to get more explosives. 'Let's just deal with this. I'm sick of running.'
By popping up, Obi-Wan managed to surprise the man before his head hit a metal bar. The other two turned when they heard the body hit the floor, one falling over when the boy threw the same bar with perfect accuracy at his head. The other unclasped a blaster and Obi-Wan leaped out of the way as blaster shots hit the explosive box.
TBC
Yes I know I keep these short. . . . gotta fix that problem. But this seemed like such a good place : ) Buh bye
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Qui-Gon sat silently, trying and not getting anywhere to think of a plan to bring down his former apprentice. His thoughts kept drifting to the chld who was being turned into a fugitive in his own home. Was he hurt? Did he know who was trying to do this to him?
The master looked up when Xanatos' comlink went off. "Yeah," Xanatos said. "What's happened?. . . . WHAT?! Dammit!" The man turned the comlink off.
"Looks like your Padawan has managed to screw up my plans," he said annoyed. "He had to go and drown. Really Qui-Gon, what have you been teaching the boy?"
'Oh no please no!' Qui-Gon's heart contracted and all the council
members glanced at him. "Xanatos, what did you men do?!"
"Apparently they were following orders but had to capture him with a net. Suicidal Oafy-Wan had decided to jump off the waterfall and didn't come up." Xanatos shrugged, "Oh well, not my loss."
Qui-Gon's eyes flashed and his nostrels flared, "NOT YOUR LOSS?! Xanatos, you thugs killed my Padawan!! They killed m-," he stopped. Taking a deep breath, he continued hoarsely, "M-my son."
"Oh, I'm sorry Qui-Gon. Did you care about the brat?" Xanatos asked sarcastically. "Like I care!"
Qui-Gon's eyes filled. He said nothing as tears streamed down his cheeks. 'I didn't feel him go. I didn't get to say goodbye. . . . I didn't get to say goodbye.'
Plo Koon raised the question, "If the reason you're here no longer exists, then why don't you just leave?"
"Like getting revenge on Kenobi was my only goal. I have something much better planned," Xanatos grinned evily. "Much better."
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Obi-Wan whimpered as he tightened the bandage around his leg. It wasn't like he had never been shot before, but he'd always had the Force to dull the pain. 'It's not too bad,' he mused. 'It could be worse.'
Slowly he stood up and walked to the submarine. The airtight bubble wasn't activated, leavng it open for inspection. There wasn't much to the contents: extra cord to connect explosives as well as wire cutters. 'But this can't be the only vehicles they came in. There must be more subs on the other platforms.'
Just as he was about to leave he remembered the speeder. A set of maps laminated so as not to let liquid in sat in the front seat. On further studying he saw that they were the schematics for the water tunnels and the basement. Several spots on te map were marked in red ink. What were these people planning?
Folding and pocketing the bsement map, he jumped into the water, intending to find out.
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Now at that point I had absoloutely no clue what Xanatos was planning. I still had no clue it was him. But the voice in my mind had stopped, so I was somewhat content.
It didn't even occur to me everyone thought I was dead. All I knew was that, at least for a while, I wasn't running from henchmen who wanted to bring me to their leader.
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The basement was sounding with the sounds of water running through pipes servicing the temple. The area was spacious, with numerous pillars to help support the foundation. A large furnace stood in one corner, unused now that winter had passed.
The Padawan crouched behind a stack of crates, but he couldn't tell whether they were explosives or not. A pile of the cord he had seen earlier sat in the middle of a set of the six middlemost pillars. The rest fanned out in a circular fashion. Three men were tinkering with boxes attached to the pillars. Similar ones adorned the others, connected by cord.
Obi-Wan pulled out the map and checked at all the spots marked with an X. 'Uh oh.' Every spot marked was where a pillar was. The explosives looked small enough that they would blow everything within a one foot radius. If the attacker was planning what Obi-Wan thought he was. . . . 'Then there won't be a temple come nightfall.'
Bigger porblems were developing. One of the men was coming this way, presumably to get more explosives. 'Let's just deal with this. I'm sick of running.'
By popping up, Obi-Wan managed to surprise the man before his head hit a metal bar. The other two turned when they heard the body hit the floor, one falling over when the boy threw the same bar with perfect accuracy at his head. The other unclasped a blaster and Obi-Wan leaped out of the way as blaster shots hit the explosive box.
TBC
Yes I know I keep these short. . . . gotta fix that problem. But this seemed like such a good place : ) Buh bye