Chapter 1 - Call to Duty
Obi-Wan stood in the Jedi Council Chambers, his arms folded within his dark, billowing robes. Around him sat the Twelve Jedi Masters making up the Jedi Council, a beacon of wisdom and hope in a disordered time. All around, almost in a complete circle, transparisteel windows from floor to ceiling, revealing the mechanical crust that made up the planet wide city.
"Obi-Wan, we have a mission for you and your Padawan. We want you to find the Force Prophet and Healer Gaild Callai. He was last seen on Malastare, be he may have left for a new hideout," Mace Windu said, his powerful posture and fierce gaze show all, Force sensitive or not, that he was a powerful figure and a force to be reckoned with.
"Find him quick, you must. A powerful and important figure of the Jedi Order, he is," Yoda chimed in, his wide eyes and small stature creating an illusion of fragility and old age. Only those who knew Yoda would understand that this illusion was anything but correct, due to his successful and important role in the Clone Wars.
"Yes, Masters," Obi-Wan said obeying.
"Use our Republic prototype, you and your Padawan will."
"Yes, Master Yoda. When do you wish us to leave?"
"As soon as possible," Mace Windu said, assuming his traditional pose with his arms propped on his knees with his hands entwined in contemplation.
"Yes, Master," Obi-Wan said, bowing slightly. "May the Force be with you."
"May the Force be with you, young Kenobi," Ki-Adi-Mundi replied is his calm voice, his piercing eyes soft but serious.
Obi-Wan left the chamber, his Padawan waiting in the room beyond. He looked out the window in silent thought. Obi-Wan wanted to probe his young Padawan's mind, but decided it not for the better, as he and his Padawan had a trusting relationship not to do that, and so if he wished to know, he would have to ask Anakin himself. He approached him apprentice, shaking off the thoughts gently.
"What did the Council wish of you Master?" Anakin said, sensing his Master and turning around.
"The Council gave us a mission: We are to find someone."
"A search and rescue mission. Are you sure we aren't to aid the planet is any way?" Anakin questioned with hope of a yes as the two entered the turbolift.
"I am glad to see you are ready, my young apprentice, but you mustn't be so ready and accepting of battle. A Jedi-"
"-Tries to avoid fighting at all costs," Anakin finished. "Yes, Master. I have heard this lesson before."
"Then why do you not follow it? It is one of the most defining lessons of a Jedi."
"I try, Master."
"I understand that we are in war, but do not forget that you are a Jedi before you are a warrior. Peace is what defines the Order, not power," Obi- Wan explained.
"Yes, Master," Anakin responded methodically.
Obi-Wan pressed several buttons on the console, the repulsorlifts pulling their sleek ship into the sky.
The ship was a reconnaissance vehicle provided by the Jedi Temple, four meters wide by ten meters long. From front to back, the ship had elegant curves in a light purple and white mix, along with the Republic symbols, which demonstrated fro all to see its neutrality. The front of the ship bore two transparisteel sheets, a meter thick, giving the Master and Apprentice a spectacular view of the upper levels of Coruscant.
Obi-Wan steered the craft gently, the ship rising to meet a lane of outgoing ships. Before long, the ship was being hailed.
"This is Coruscant Space Control. What is your name and access codes?" a young man's voice spoke confident.
"This is the Guiding Light. We're sending our access codes now," Obi-Wan replied, pushing a button.
"Access code granted. Stay safe Guiding Light," the man said after a few moments.
"We will Control, thank you," Obi-Wan responded, turning off the communicator and facing forward, into the depths of space.
"Anakin, do you have the coordinates set?"
"Yes, Master. We can jump to hyperspace in a few moments once we clear Coruscant's gravity well and the traffic lanes."
In a few moments they cleared the gravity well and the traffic lanes.
"We can jump to hyperspace whenever you're ready."
"Jumping to lightspeed. Next stop, Malastare."
Obi-Wan stood in the Jedi Council Chambers, his arms folded within his dark, billowing robes. Around him sat the Twelve Jedi Masters making up the Jedi Council, a beacon of wisdom and hope in a disordered time. All around, almost in a complete circle, transparisteel windows from floor to ceiling, revealing the mechanical crust that made up the planet wide city.
"Obi-Wan, we have a mission for you and your Padawan. We want you to find the Force Prophet and Healer Gaild Callai. He was last seen on Malastare, be he may have left for a new hideout," Mace Windu said, his powerful posture and fierce gaze show all, Force sensitive or not, that he was a powerful figure and a force to be reckoned with.
"Find him quick, you must. A powerful and important figure of the Jedi Order, he is," Yoda chimed in, his wide eyes and small stature creating an illusion of fragility and old age. Only those who knew Yoda would understand that this illusion was anything but correct, due to his successful and important role in the Clone Wars.
"Yes, Masters," Obi-Wan said obeying.
"Use our Republic prototype, you and your Padawan will."
"Yes, Master Yoda. When do you wish us to leave?"
"As soon as possible," Mace Windu said, assuming his traditional pose with his arms propped on his knees with his hands entwined in contemplation.
"Yes, Master," Obi-Wan said, bowing slightly. "May the Force be with you."
"May the Force be with you, young Kenobi," Ki-Adi-Mundi replied is his calm voice, his piercing eyes soft but serious.
Obi-Wan left the chamber, his Padawan waiting in the room beyond. He looked out the window in silent thought. Obi-Wan wanted to probe his young Padawan's mind, but decided it not for the better, as he and his Padawan had a trusting relationship not to do that, and so if he wished to know, he would have to ask Anakin himself. He approached him apprentice, shaking off the thoughts gently.
"What did the Council wish of you Master?" Anakin said, sensing his Master and turning around.
"The Council gave us a mission: We are to find someone."
"A search and rescue mission. Are you sure we aren't to aid the planet is any way?" Anakin questioned with hope of a yes as the two entered the turbolift.
"I am glad to see you are ready, my young apprentice, but you mustn't be so ready and accepting of battle. A Jedi-"
"-Tries to avoid fighting at all costs," Anakin finished. "Yes, Master. I have heard this lesson before."
"Then why do you not follow it? It is one of the most defining lessons of a Jedi."
"I try, Master."
"I understand that we are in war, but do not forget that you are a Jedi before you are a warrior. Peace is what defines the Order, not power," Obi- Wan explained.
"Yes, Master," Anakin responded methodically.
Obi-Wan pressed several buttons on the console, the repulsorlifts pulling their sleek ship into the sky.
The ship was a reconnaissance vehicle provided by the Jedi Temple, four meters wide by ten meters long. From front to back, the ship had elegant curves in a light purple and white mix, along with the Republic symbols, which demonstrated fro all to see its neutrality. The front of the ship bore two transparisteel sheets, a meter thick, giving the Master and Apprentice a spectacular view of the upper levels of Coruscant.
Obi-Wan steered the craft gently, the ship rising to meet a lane of outgoing ships. Before long, the ship was being hailed.
"This is Coruscant Space Control. What is your name and access codes?" a young man's voice spoke confident.
"This is the Guiding Light. We're sending our access codes now," Obi-Wan replied, pushing a button.
"Access code granted. Stay safe Guiding Light," the man said after a few moments.
"We will Control, thank you," Obi-Wan responded, turning off the communicator and facing forward, into the depths of space.
"Anakin, do you have the coordinates set?"
"Yes, Master. We can jump to hyperspace in a few moments once we clear Coruscant's gravity well and the traffic lanes."
In a few moments they cleared the gravity well and the traffic lanes.
"We can jump to hyperspace whenever you're ready."
"Jumping to lightspeed. Next stop, Malastare."