Once again, sorry for the shortness. Next one might be longer, since I've
been planning it for quite some time. Thanks to everyone who reviewed,
especially Aemilia Rose. If you haven't read her stories, do. Especially
Star War of the Ring. I'm still laughing over that one!
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Chapter 4
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Corran crept silently down the streets of Cej toward the Imperial base. Somewhere out in the night, Han and Hobbie did the same. Their plan was simple - Corran would go in to get Obi-Wan while the others created a diversion. Corran wasn't sure what the diversion was going to be - but he knew it was probably something Han would never tell Leia.
Sure enough, when he got to the service entrance, the others had drawn the guard away. Corran could hear their voices down the street, but didn't bother to see what they had done. Instead, he slipped inside, using the shadows as a cloak. No one was in sight. Even the droids were gone.
To Corran's surprise, someone had stayed logged on to their service computer. While all it did was tell which rooms were to be cleaned, quite a bit could be deduced from that. Cleaning droids had just been scheduled that day to clean Prison Block AA23. There was just one person that could be - all the other blocks had been routinely cleaned for quite some time.
Something began to nag in the back of Corran's mind. This was easy. Far too easy.
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Navcis watched the scene on the security cameras. This was going well. Soon, Ben would be back among his friends - friends he would soon betray.
Still smiling, he turned to the officer next to him. "I want the prisoner sleeping when they come for him. Give him a nice big dose of anesthetic. We don't want him waking up before they arrive at their Rebel base."
"Yes, sir." The man tapped a few buttons, and gas filled Obi-Wan's cell. On the viewscreen, the boy sagged to the floor, overcome.
"Good. Now clean air. I don't want his rescuer to pass out."
"Yes, sir."
Navcis smiled. "This is going to be fun."
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Once again, the corridors were clear. Now Corran knew something was wrong. Surely Han and Hobbie hadn't been able to stage THAT big of a diversion!
Still, they had to get Obi-Wan out of here. He knew the location of the Rebel base. And even if he didn't, they couldn't risk having him fall into the Emperor's hands. The last thing they wanted was an evil Obi-Wan Kenobi!
There weren't even guards outside the boy's cell. There was no lock on the door - all Corran had to do was touch the keypad, and the door opened. Inside, Obi-Wan lay stretched out on the floor.
"Come on, kid." Corran said. "Get up. We have to go." This was beginning to smell more and more like a trap.
Obi-Wan didn't move.
Corran shook him. "Wake up!"
No response.
/Great. They drugged him./ Corran lifted Obi-Wan off the floor. He was remarkably light for a boy his age.
Peeking his head out the corner, he saw that the corridor was still empty. No one was in sight. It was only a matter of a few minutes for him to return to the service exit and leave. He met Han and Hobbie back at their ship, and they weren't even challenged as they lifted off. Leia had recruited a few people while they were gone, and told them where to meet someone who would train them.
All too easy.
TBC
Reviews are greatly appreciated!
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Chapter 4
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Corran crept silently down the streets of Cej toward the Imperial base. Somewhere out in the night, Han and Hobbie did the same. Their plan was simple - Corran would go in to get Obi-Wan while the others created a diversion. Corran wasn't sure what the diversion was going to be - but he knew it was probably something Han would never tell Leia.
Sure enough, when he got to the service entrance, the others had drawn the guard away. Corran could hear their voices down the street, but didn't bother to see what they had done. Instead, he slipped inside, using the shadows as a cloak. No one was in sight. Even the droids were gone.
To Corran's surprise, someone had stayed logged on to their service computer. While all it did was tell which rooms were to be cleaned, quite a bit could be deduced from that. Cleaning droids had just been scheduled that day to clean Prison Block AA23. There was just one person that could be - all the other blocks had been routinely cleaned for quite some time.
Something began to nag in the back of Corran's mind. This was easy. Far too easy.
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Navcis watched the scene on the security cameras. This was going well. Soon, Ben would be back among his friends - friends he would soon betray.
Still smiling, he turned to the officer next to him. "I want the prisoner sleeping when they come for him. Give him a nice big dose of anesthetic. We don't want him waking up before they arrive at their Rebel base."
"Yes, sir." The man tapped a few buttons, and gas filled Obi-Wan's cell. On the viewscreen, the boy sagged to the floor, overcome.
"Good. Now clean air. I don't want his rescuer to pass out."
"Yes, sir."
Navcis smiled. "This is going to be fun."
____________________________________________________________________________ __________
Once again, the corridors were clear. Now Corran knew something was wrong. Surely Han and Hobbie hadn't been able to stage THAT big of a diversion!
Still, they had to get Obi-Wan out of here. He knew the location of the Rebel base. And even if he didn't, they couldn't risk having him fall into the Emperor's hands. The last thing they wanted was an evil Obi-Wan Kenobi!
There weren't even guards outside the boy's cell. There was no lock on the door - all Corran had to do was touch the keypad, and the door opened. Inside, Obi-Wan lay stretched out on the floor.
"Come on, kid." Corran said. "Get up. We have to go." This was beginning to smell more and more like a trap.
Obi-Wan didn't move.
Corran shook him. "Wake up!"
No response.
/Great. They drugged him./ Corran lifted Obi-Wan off the floor. He was remarkably light for a boy his age.
Peeking his head out the corner, he saw that the corridor was still empty. No one was in sight. It was only a matter of a few minutes for him to return to the service exit and leave. He met Han and Hobbie back at their ship, and they weren't even challenged as they lifted off. Leia had recruited a few people while they were gone, and told them where to meet someone who would train them.
All too easy.
TBC
Reviews are greatly appreciated!