JUST SO YOU KNOW....
THIS STORY IS ABOUT QUI-GON'S APPRENTICE AFTER OBI-WAN...SHE IS SOME SORT OF PROPHESY COME TRUE OR SOMETHING...I'M KIND OF PULLING THIS STORY OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD, SO BEAR WITH ME...HERES ANOTHER PART..I'M NOT TERRIBLY THRILLED WITH IT, BUT HERE IT IS ANYWAY. LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!!!
It didn't take the two Jedi long to find the parts they needed or the fuel. Still, it went too slowly for Qui-Gon. He was worried sick for his Padawan's safety. Feeling something was not quite right, he couldn't help but worry.
"Qui-Gon? Are you listening?" Obi-Wan's voice broke into the Jedi Master's thoughts. Seeing the blank look on his former teachers face, Obi-Wan frowned. "You must stop worrying, Qui-Gon. She is smart, if something it out of the ordinary I'm sure she'll contact you!"
Sighting, the man agreed and began to focus on their tasks. They were heading back when Qui-Gon suddenly stopped short.
"No!" He called out. "Kiana!" He took off at a run, Obi-Wan close on his heels.
"What?" The young Knight queried.
As he ran, Qui-Gon answered. "She called for help over our bond. I can no longer sense her in the Force! We must get to her quickly, I fear something terrible has or will happen!"
Obi-Wan needed no further convincing. He sent waves of reassurance toward Qui-Gon who greatly appreciated his efforts. Though it was of little help to his nerves.
Reaching the transport, Qui-Gon activated the entrance ramp and dashed toward the cockpit. His Padawan was no where in sight. The two searched the ship, finally checking Kiana's quarters. There, on the deck, was her lightsaber. Upon closer inspection, Qui-Gon's eyes discovered a splash of blood on the floor and wall. But no one remained.
"She is hurt, and most likely kidnapped. I must contact Yoda." Qui-Gon whispered, lifting his Padawan's lightsaber from the floor and clipping it beside his own.
"All right," Obi-Wan replied. "I'll continue to search for clues to her attacker's identity."
Nodding, Qui-Gon went back to the cockpit. "Patch me through to the Council. This is an emergency and of the utmost urgency!"
Soon, the Jedi Council appeared. "Happened something has." Yoda said immediately. He wasn't asking, but stating.
"Yes Master. Kiana has been kidnapped. I can no longer sense her presence, but I'm certain she is still alive somewhere."
Yoda grimaced. "Expected this of the Sith I did. Best tell you now." He stood and came close to the screen. "Know you who Kiana's parents were?"
When Qui-Gon did not answer, the Jedi Master continue. "Have parents she does not. Has NEVER! Conceived by the Force itself she was...born from it alone. No human interference. Hidden purposely are her full powers. Hidden from her by myself. Protect her I was trying to do. Valuable she is when bond is forged between a being of the Force, and a Jedi. Ability to control space, perhaps even time, is gained for both." He sighed. "If lives she does, our power this will be. If die, it will be the power of the killer. End it would be is she dies at the hands of a Sith. Know this, he does not. But find out he may. Prevent this you must."
Qui-Gon was at a loss for words. He expected something amazing, but never this. "How? How have you hidden this?"
"Hrumph. With much difficulty! Not of importance now. If unable to sense Kiana, I am...then uncontrolled her powers are. The Sith WILL discover them in time. Begin to show they will after a while."
Thinking back to before their mission, Qui-Gon asked. "What of that pendant? What does it do?"
Obviously pleased with himself, the small Jedi Master grinned. "Tracking device it is! Perhaps say, Jedi's insurance?"
He took a small receiver from his tunic and transmitted the frequency to Qui-Gon. "FInd her quickly you must!"
The Jedi Master needed no further prompting. He loaded the tracking frequency into a datapad and hurried to gather Obi-Wan for the search.
***************
(Soon after Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan leave...)
One thing Kiana knew for certain, this meditation was not helping. Her senses were on fire! She couldn't shake the feeling that she was in emminent danger. Sighing, she stood up and scanned the room for something to do. Spying a small memo pad, she decided to write something. A letter perhaps.
"Dear Shaara,
It seems like ages since we last spoke! I miss our peaceful days at the Temple.
I do have some good news though. Master Jinn has taken me as his Padawan!
I was so happy I wanted to call you right away. Being with him and Knight Kenobi
feels so right somehow. I only hope some day I might have a relationship anywhere
as close as theirs! I only hope I am able to live up to Master Jinn's expectations.
Hope to see you soon,
Kiana
P.S. Those visions are worse than ever!
She sighed, laying the pad down beside her. Perhaps if she hadn't concentrated so hard on writing, she would have sensed the dark ripple in the Force.
"You are far too slow Jedi!"
Kiana spun, nearly falling. Fear crept into her at the sight of the speaker. He was covered from head to toe in black. His eyes were an eery reddish color and seemed to glare at her from under his hood.
"Who...What are you? How'd you get in here?" Kiana murmured, afraid she was showing her fear.
The figure laughed. "Can't you sense it? My 'evil' aura? Surely someone as strong as you could sense that I am a Sith. Your sworn enemy? A practioner of the dark side?"
Kiana did feel it, and stepped back from the man. She was about to say something when she saw a vibroaxe hilt coming at her head. She called out to her Master just before being knocked out. A small stream of blood fell from her head onto the floor.
Smirking the Sith muttered. "Too easy, far too easy." He snapped a Force dampner on her neck for the trip and none-to-gently scooped her up. Plucking her lightsaber off her tunic, he dropped it on the floor and hurried away. ~On to phase two, unlock her powers.~
****************
"Qui-Gon? Are you sure this is where the tracking device is pointing? Why would he bring her into these caves. There's not a single gate or door to lock!" Obi-Wan exclaimed.
Realizing it was odd, the Jedi Master took a step into the cave. He was suddenly disconnected entirely from the Force. He returned to Obi-Wan's side. "These caves block out the Force. He must figure escape or rescue will not be a possiblility without our Jedi powers. I WILL get her back though. I must!"
Laying a hand on the man's shoulder, Obi-Wan smiled. "We will get her back. No one is a match for three Jedi. Even a Sith!"
Nodding, the Master led the way into the caves. He could only hope that they weren't too late.
*****************
Pain. Throbbing, but bearable. Kiana slowly opened her eyes, blinking when the light flooded in.
"Ah. Finally awake."
Her captor came over and lifted her chin. "You will give me your powers. One way or another I will ensure the demise of the Jedi!"
Kiana had no idea what the man meant. How could she give him powers? What did she have to give? This was all very confusing to the young Jedi and it showed on her face. "I don't know what you are talking about!" She cried.
He pulled her to her feet, while fastening binders to her wrists. "Yes you do! Don't try to fool me! I know of your Force birth! I know you are the prophesy my Master warned me about!"
Force birth? What was that supposed to mean? Granted, she had never met nor heard of any parents but still. And speaking of the Force, where was it. She was no longer wearing a collar, so why couldn't she sense the Force. She knew it was there, but it slipped away completely when she reached for it.
As if reading her mind, the Sith said. "These caves are impenetrable by the Force. It is deadened here. Only the dark side can be drawn from here."
Kiana's heart froze. If Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan came to rescue here, they'd be cut off from the Force and the SIth would not be! Surely, that would mean that they would be in great danger. SHe wouldn't be able to live with herself if they were die for her!
"Now, about those powers!"
Without warning, she felt the Sith's presence in her mind. He was sifting around, trying to find out whether or not she could reveal to him how to gain access to her powers. Without her grasp of the Force, she was unable to stop him or hide anything. It didn't matter though, she didn't know. All that mattered was that the prying hurt.
Not so bad at first, but gradually the pain lanced through her head like knives. Soon she would pass out.
Then as suddenly as it had begun, he stopped. "Hmmm? You really have that hidden deep don't you. Maybe that troll Yoda had a hand in this. No matter...I will suceed."
Kiana slumped down until she was kneeling. The Sith, angered by his dead end, kicked her in the ribs. The Padawan cried out, feeling a rib break from the impact.
"Now I have to figure something else out! You've just doubled my work, and I do not like having to do extra work to get what I want!"
Kiana didn't care. The longer it took him to find what he was looking for, the greater her chances of getting out of here alive were.
"Perhaps I must weaken you so much that you can't resist me! A little torture and you might decide to tell me what I want to know. Not to mention that it would be a great deal of fun for me too!"
The young Jedi cringed, knowing the Sith was serious. He would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. Taking advantage of her newest injury, the Sith threw Kiana against the wall and fastened the binders above her head. She winces, feeling her broken rib shift inside her. She fervently hoped it didn't puncture a lung! The man turned his back to her and began placing things on a nearby table top.
"Hmm? What to begin with?" he selected a good, old-fashioned whip. With a light flip of his wrist, he turned her toward the wall. When the first strike tore into her back, she jerked and drew in a sharp breath. She wouldn't give him the pleasure of her pain just yet. Unfortunately, the torture would go on and she didn't have the information to give him.
Her thoughts were broken when he hit her again. Even without the Force, she knew her skin was tearing. She had felt the warm blood begin to roll down her back. As the treatment went on, she grew weaker. He became annoyed that she wasn't responding. "Are you going to tell me what I seek, Jedi?"
She spoke lightly. "I can not tell you, that which I don't know." She hadn't meant to plead, but she was only human and she was in much pain.
He frowned. "Wrong answer, Pada-Jedi!" He spun, walking back to his table. "Something a bit more deadly...a fear of death may get me some results."
Kiana wanted to see his next device, but didn't have the strength to strain and look. Whatever it was, she'd soon know. To her surprise, he spun her around so that she was now facing him again. The pressure of the wall on her fresh wounds was intense, but she was more focused on looking for the weapon she knew he had. Her eyes settled on a vibroshiv in his hand.
Smiling wickedly, he ran the blade lightly across her neck. "No...can't kill you..." She lowered it slowly to her chest. "Hmm...Might do too much damage there as well." He lowered it even further. This time coming to a stop at her midsection.
Kiana held her breath, waiting for him to do something. She didn't know what he was planning, she just knew it would be painful. ~Please hurry Master. I need you here. I can't do this alone.~
SORRY TO HAVE TO STOP HERE, BUT I'VE GOT TONS OF WORK TO DO NOW. I WILL TRY TO UPDATE THIS AS SOON AS I CAN. THANKS TO ALL OF THE PEOPLE WHO ARE REVIEWING AND READING MY STORY. FEEL FREE TO LET ME KNOW ANYTHING AT ALL...I'M OPEN TO GOOD AND BAD CRITICISM.
I'VE NEVER DONE TORTURE BEFORE, LEMME KNOW HOW I AM DOING!
RIALIN2032
THIS STORY IS ABOUT QUI-GON'S APPRENTICE AFTER OBI-WAN...SHE IS SOME SORT OF PROPHESY COME TRUE OR SOMETHING...I'M KIND OF PULLING THIS STORY OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD, SO BEAR WITH ME...HERES ANOTHER PART..I'M NOT TERRIBLY THRILLED WITH IT, BUT HERE IT IS ANYWAY. LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!!!
It didn't take the two Jedi long to find the parts they needed or the fuel. Still, it went too slowly for Qui-Gon. He was worried sick for his Padawan's safety. Feeling something was not quite right, he couldn't help but worry.
"Qui-Gon? Are you listening?" Obi-Wan's voice broke into the Jedi Master's thoughts. Seeing the blank look on his former teachers face, Obi-Wan frowned. "You must stop worrying, Qui-Gon. She is smart, if something it out of the ordinary I'm sure she'll contact you!"
Sighting, the man agreed and began to focus on their tasks. They were heading back when Qui-Gon suddenly stopped short.
"No!" He called out. "Kiana!" He took off at a run, Obi-Wan close on his heels.
"What?" The young Knight queried.
As he ran, Qui-Gon answered. "She called for help over our bond. I can no longer sense her in the Force! We must get to her quickly, I fear something terrible has or will happen!"
Obi-Wan needed no further convincing. He sent waves of reassurance toward Qui-Gon who greatly appreciated his efforts. Though it was of little help to his nerves.
Reaching the transport, Qui-Gon activated the entrance ramp and dashed toward the cockpit. His Padawan was no where in sight. The two searched the ship, finally checking Kiana's quarters. There, on the deck, was her lightsaber. Upon closer inspection, Qui-Gon's eyes discovered a splash of blood on the floor and wall. But no one remained.
"She is hurt, and most likely kidnapped. I must contact Yoda." Qui-Gon whispered, lifting his Padawan's lightsaber from the floor and clipping it beside his own.
"All right," Obi-Wan replied. "I'll continue to search for clues to her attacker's identity."
Nodding, Qui-Gon went back to the cockpit. "Patch me through to the Council. This is an emergency and of the utmost urgency!"
Soon, the Jedi Council appeared. "Happened something has." Yoda said immediately. He wasn't asking, but stating.
"Yes Master. Kiana has been kidnapped. I can no longer sense her presence, but I'm certain she is still alive somewhere."
Yoda grimaced. "Expected this of the Sith I did. Best tell you now." He stood and came close to the screen. "Know you who Kiana's parents were?"
When Qui-Gon did not answer, the Jedi Master continue. "Have parents she does not. Has NEVER! Conceived by the Force itself she was...born from it alone. No human interference. Hidden purposely are her full powers. Hidden from her by myself. Protect her I was trying to do. Valuable she is when bond is forged between a being of the Force, and a Jedi. Ability to control space, perhaps even time, is gained for both." He sighed. "If lives she does, our power this will be. If die, it will be the power of the killer. End it would be is she dies at the hands of a Sith. Know this, he does not. But find out he may. Prevent this you must."
Qui-Gon was at a loss for words. He expected something amazing, but never this. "How? How have you hidden this?"
"Hrumph. With much difficulty! Not of importance now. If unable to sense Kiana, I am...then uncontrolled her powers are. The Sith WILL discover them in time. Begin to show they will after a while."
Thinking back to before their mission, Qui-Gon asked. "What of that pendant? What does it do?"
Obviously pleased with himself, the small Jedi Master grinned. "Tracking device it is! Perhaps say, Jedi's insurance?"
He took a small receiver from his tunic and transmitted the frequency to Qui-Gon. "FInd her quickly you must!"
The Jedi Master needed no further prompting. He loaded the tracking frequency into a datapad and hurried to gather Obi-Wan for the search.
***************
(Soon after Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan leave...)
One thing Kiana knew for certain, this meditation was not helping. Her senses were on fire! She couldn't shake the feeling that she was in emminent danger. Sighing, she stood up and scanned the room for something to do. Spying a small memo pad, she decided to write something. A letter perhaps.
"Dear Shaara,
It seems like ages since we last spoke! I miss our peaceful days at the Temple.
I do have some good news though. Master Jinn has taken me as his Padawan!
I was so happy I wanted to call you right away. Being with him and Knight Kenobi
feels so right somehow. I only hope some day I might have a relationship anywhere
as close as theirs! I only hope I am able to live up to Master Jinn's expectations.
Hope to see you soon,
Kiana
P.S. Those visions are worse than ever!
She sighed, laying the pad down beside her. Perhaps if she hadn't concentrated so hard on writing, she would have sensed the dark ripple in the Force.
"You are far too slow Jedi!"
Kiana spun, nearly falling. Fear crept into her at the sight of the speaker. He was covered from head to toe in black. His eyes were an eery reddish color and seemed to glare at her from under his hood.
"Who...What are you? How'd you get in here?" Kiana murmured, afraid she was showing her fear.
The figure laughed. "Can't you sense it? My 'evil' aura? Surely someone as strong as you could sense that I am a Sith. Your sworn enemy? A practioner of the dark side?"
Kiana did feel it, and stepped back from the man. She was about to say something when she saw a vibroaxe hilt coming at her head. She called out to her Master just before being knocked out. A small stream of blood fell from her head onto the floor.
Smirking the Sith muttered. "Too easy, far too easy." He snapped a Force dampner on her neck for the trip and none-to-gently scooped her up. Plucking her lightsaber off her tunic, he dropped it on the floor and hurried away. ~On to phase two, unlock her powers.~
****************
"Qui-Gon? Are you sure this is where the tracking device is pointing? Why would he bring her into these caves. There's not a single gate or door to lock!" Obi-Wan exclaimed.
Realizing it was odd, the Jedi Master took a step into the cave. He was suddenly disconnected entirely from the Force. He returned to Obi-Wan's side. "These caves block out the Force. He must figure escape or rescue will not be a possiblility without our Jedi powers. I WILL get her back though. I must!"
Laying a hand on the man's shoulder, Obi-Wan smiled. "We will get her back. No one is a match for three Jedi. Even a Sith!"
Nodding, the Master led the way into the caves. He could only hope that they weren't too late.
*****************
Pain. Throbbing, but bearable. Kiana slowly opened her eyes, blinking when the light flooded in.
"Ah. Finally awake."
Her captor came over and lifted her chin. "You will give me your powers. One way or another I will ensure the demise of the Jedi!"
Kiana had no idea what the man meant. How could she give him powers? What did she have to give? This was all very confusing to the young Jedi and it showed on her face. "I don't know what you are talking about!" She cried.
He pulled her to her feet, while fastening binders to her wrists. "Yes you do! Don't try to fool me! I know of your Force birth! I know you are the prophesy my Master warned me about!"
Force birth? What was that supposed to mean? Granted, she had never met nor heard of any parents but still. And speaking of the Force, where was it. She was no longer wearing a collar, so why couldn't she sense the Force. She knew it was there, but it slipped away completely when she reached for it.
As if reading her mind, the Sith said. "These caves are impenetrable by the Force. It is deadened here. Only the dark side can be drawn from here."
Kiana's heart froze. If Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan came to rescue here, they'd be cut off from the Force and the SIth would not be! Surely, that would mean that they would be in great danger. SHe wouldn't be able to live with herself if they were die for her!
"Now, about those powers!"
Without warning, she felt the Sith's presence in her mind. He was sifting around, trying to find out whether or not she could reveal to him how to gain access to her powers. Without her grasp of the Force, she was unable to stop him or hide anything. It didn't matter though, she didn't know. All that mattered was that the prying hurt.
Not so bad at first, but gradually the pain lanced through her head like knives. Soon she would pass out.
Then as suddenly as it had begun, he stopped. "Hmmm? You really have that hidden deep don't you. Maybe that troll Yoda had a hand in this. No matter...I will suceed."
Kiana slumped down until she was kneeling. The Sith, angered by his dead end, kicked her in the ribs. The Padawan cried out, feeling a rib break from the impact.
"Now I have to figure something else out! You've just doubled my work, and I do not like having to do extra work to get what I want!"
Kiana didn't care. The longer it took him to find what he was looking for, the greater her chances of getting out of here alive were.
"Perhaps I must weaken you so much that you can't resist me! A little torture and you might decide to tell me what I want to know. Not to mention that it would be a great deal of fun for me too!"
The young Jedi cringed, knowing the Sith was serious. He would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. Taking advantage of her newest injury, the Sith threw Kiana against the wall and fastened the binders above her head. She winces, feeling her broken rib shift inside her. She fervently hoped it didn't puncture a lung! The man turned his back to her and began placing things on a nearby table top.
"Hmm? What to begin with?" he selected a good, old-fashioned whip. With a light flip of his wrist, he turned her toward the wall. When the first strike tore into her back, she jerked and drew in a sharp breath. She wouldn't give him the pleasure of her pain just yet. Unfortunately, the torture would go on and she didn't have the information to give him.
Her thoughts were broken when he hit her again. Even without the Force, she knew her skin was tearing. She had felt the warm blood begin to roll down her back. As the treatment went on, she grew weaker. He became annoyed that she wasn't responding. "Are you going to tell me what I seek, Jedi?"
She spoke lightly. "I can not tell you, that which I don't know." She hadn't meant to plead, but she was only human and she was in much pain.
He frowned. "Wrong answer, Pada-Jedi!" He spun, walking back to his table. "Something a bit more deadly...a fear of death may get me some results."
Kiana wanted to see his next device, but didn't have the strength to strain and look. Whatever it was, she'd soon know. To her surprise, he spun her around so that she was now facing him again. The pressure of the wall on her fresh wounds was intense, but she was more focused on looking for the weapon she knew he had. Her eyes settled on a vibroshiv in his hand.
Smiling wickedly, he ran the blade lightly across her neck. "No...can't kill you..." She lowered it slowly to her chest. "Hmm...Might do too much damage there as well." He lowered it even further. This time coming to a stop at her midsection.
Kiana held her breath, waiting for him to do something. She didn't know what he was planning, she just knew it would be painful. ~Please hurry Master. I need you here. I can't do this alone.~
SORRY TO HAVE TO STOP HERE, BUT I'VE GOT TONS OF WORK TO DO NOW. I WILL TRY TO UPDATE THIS AS SOON AS I CAN. THANKS TO ALL OF THE PEOPLE WHO ARE REVIEWING AND READING MY STORY. FEEL FREE TO LET ME KNOW ANYTHING AT ALL...I'M OPEN TO GOOD AND BAD CRITICISM.
I'VE NEVER DONE TORTURE BEFORE, LEMME KNOW HOW I AM DOING!
RIALIN2032