This is my first attempt at a story with Lucas owned characters so I better
put a disclaimer. I'm ignoring the whole Jedi Apprentice series because
I've not read it and don't want some reader saying, ' actually, during that
time, obi wan was being gang beaten' or something like that.
Disclaimer- I don't own star wars and I am not getting any money for this. I might if I hit someone up for cash, maybe. Wouldn't it be cool if I did own it, though? No, then it would suck because I would screw it up. Takes place when Obi is 17. 3 years before TPM.
Chapter 1- Jedi Council
Jedi Master, Qui-Gon Jinn flung himself off his sleep-couch a split second before his alarm went off. He landed on his feet and strode to the refresher station. He took a refreshing, five-minute shower and emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist and another towel was in his hands, scrubbing his long hair dry. He then clothed himself and emerged from his small room fully clothed in robe and tunic. His lightsaber hung at his belt. It was the eighth hour of the day and his 17-year-old apprentice was still in the 'fresher.
" Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon called over the sound of falling water droplets that covered Obi-Wan, " Get out of there, we have been summoned to the Council and need to be there in twenty minutes!"
" Yes, Master," Obi-Wan replied as he got a mouthful of water. He then dried and stepped out, also fully clothed.
" Good," Qui-Gon grinned, " No time for morning meal, we'll stop at PLOKINA'S after the meeting, my treat."
" Sounds good," Obi-Wan said, he grinned mischievously, he was already wondering what he would order at the extravagant restaurant. The two strode quickly down the halls, Obi-Wan saw Siri Tachi (a/n I think that is her name, the blonde chick from JA series, Obi's friend) stepping out of her room.
" Uh, hi Siri," Obi-Wan said pausing from his quick stride.
" No time, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon called, not stopping as he continued walking.
" Sorry Siri," Obi-Wan called as he ran to catch up with Qui-Gon. Soon, they saw Master Adi Gallia step out of her room.
" Hello Master Gallia," Qui-Gon stopped his pace as he began a conversation with his long time friend.
" No time, Master," Obi-Wan called.
" It doesn't work on me," Qui-Gon grinned as he continued talking. He then got a call from Yoda.
" Hurry, you must," He rasped, " Send you on your way, the Council must do."
" Yes Master Yoda," Qui-Gon said. Obi-Wan grinned and opened his mouth.
" Don't start," Qui-Gon grinned in spite of himself, " Sorry, Adi, I must go see the Council."
" I am the Council, aren't I?" She asked, she was part of the Jedi Council after all.
" Then aren't you late, too?" Obi-Wan asked.
" Sith Spawn!" She cursed despite her Jedi training. The trio ran as fast as they could, drawing looks from other Jedi emerging from their rooms. They finally reached to room that held the Jedi Council. But because of the kind of mission and hour of the day, there was only the High Council, a small group of Jedi, about three or four meeting, usually to send someone on a mission. They stopped to reenergize themselves from the long run, then brushed off their robes and stepped into the large room. The Jedi gathered there were Yoda, Plo-Koon, Ki-Adi Mundi, and now Adi Gallia.
" You sent for us?" Qui-Gon asked.
" Sent for you, the Council did, take you so long, what did?" Yoda asked in his odd form of Basic.
" Master Qui-Gon stopped to-ow!" Obi-Wan grunted as his Master nudged his apprentice in the ribs.
" We came as quick as the Force allowed us to," Qui-Gon covered for himself quickly, technically, it was true.
" Yes, yes, all very good," Mundi said, " By the way, nice cover Qui-Gon. " The High Council had agreed to send you two on a diplomatic mission to Ord Mantell to persuade the local government to join the Republic, it's location would make the Republic stronger, strategically. You two will take a refugee cruiser and go disguised as mediocre import and export salesmen. Qui-Gon, you will be called Quig Jion, Obi-Wan, you will be In Obwa."
" Yes, Master Yoda," Qui-Gon agreed as he nodded his head.
" Can I trade names with Qui-Gon?" Obi-Wan blurted out.
" No, In," Qui-Go chuckled. It was obvious that the Council had switched their names around, it was just his fortune that allowed Qui-Gon to have a better name that Obi-Wan.
"Do we get any supplies to help us look the part?" Qui-Gon asked?
" Yes," Plo-Koon nodded his head, " You will each be issued clothes, a cover for your lightsaber to make it look like something else, and a sidearm. It will most likely be a DL-44 heavy blaster pistol."
" When will we disembark?" Qui-Gon asked, pleased that he would get to practice with a blaster again. He hadn't used one of those in ages.
" You will leave in approximately eight hours on the refugee ship, ANT HILL. You will get your supplies and identi-chips from Master Windu's apartment immediately after you leave. Then proceed to the range for a quick, one-hour session to get used to your sidearms. Then say spend your time the way you like and go to the refugee station."
" May the Force be with you." Yoda rasped.
" And you Master Yoda," Qui-Gon said. He and his apprentice left for Mace Windu's apartment.
" Suck up," Obi-Wan grinned.
" Do you want to spend the ride to Ord Mantell in a healing trance?" Qui- Gon grinned.
" No, Master." Obi-Wan sighed, still grinning. He and Qui-Gon grinned together, then burst out laughing.
I hope u like it. Qui-Gon is pretty rocking. They shouldn't have killed him off. Next chapter later. Bye.
Disclaimer- I don't own star wars and I am not getting any money for this. I might if I hit someone up for cash, maybe. Wouldn't it be cool if I did own it, though? No, then it would suck because I would screw it up. Takes place when Obi is 17. 3 years before TPM.
Chapter 1- Jedi Council
Jedi Master, Qui-Gon Jinn flung himself off his sleep-couch a split second before his alarm went off. He landed on his feet and strode to the refresher station. He took a refreshing, five-minute shower and emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist and another towel was in his hands, scrubbing his long hair dry. He then clothed himself and emerged from his small room fully clothed in robe and tunic. His lightsaber hung at his belt. It was the eighth hour of the day and his 17-year-old apprentice was still in the 'fresher.
" Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon called over the sound of falling water droplets that covered Obi-Wan, " Get out of there, we have been summoned to the Council and need to be there in twenty minutes!"
" Yes, Master," Obi-Wan replied as he got a mouthful of water. He then dried and stepped out, also fully clothed.
" Good," Qui-Gon grinned, " No time for morning meal, we'll stop at PLOKINA'S after the meeting, my treat."
" Sounds good," Obi-Wan said, he grinned mischievously, he was already wondering what he would order at the extravagant restaurant. The two strode quickly down the halls, Obi-Wan saw Siri Tachi (a/n I think that is her name, the blonde chick from JA series, Obi's friend) stepping out of her room.
" Uh, hi Siri," Obi-Wan said pausing from his quick stride.
" No time, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon called, not stopping as he continued walking.
" Sorry Siri," Obi-Wan called as he ran to catch up with Qui-Gon. Soon, they saw Master Adi Gallia step out of her room.
" Hello Master Gallia," Qui-Gon stopped his pace as he began a conversation with his long time friend.
" No time, Master," Obi-Wan called.
" It doesn't work on me," Qui-Gon grinned as he continued talking. He then got a call from Yoda.
" Hurry, you must," He rasped, " Send you on your way, the Council must do."
" Yes Master Yoda," Qui-Gon said. Obi-Wan grinned and opened his mouth.
" Don't start," Qui-Gon grinned in spite of himself, " Sorry, Adi, I must go see the Council."
" I am the Council, aren't I?" She asked, she was part of the Jedi Council after all.
" Then aren't you late, too?" Obi-Wan asked.
" Sith Spawn!" She cursed despite her Jedi training. The trio ran as fast as they could, drawing looks from other Jedi emerging from their rooms. They finally reached to room that held the Jedi Council. But because of the kind of mission and hour of the day, there was only the High Council, a small group of Jedi, about three or four meeting, usually to send someone on a mission. They stopped to reenergize themselves from the long run, then brushed off their robes and stepped into the large room. The Jedi gathered there were Yoda, Plo-Koon, Ki-Adi Mundi, and now Adi Gallia.
" You sent for us?" Qui-Gon asked.
" Sent for you, the Council did, take you so long, what did?" Yoda asked in his odd form of Basic.
" Master Qui-Gon stopped to-ow!" Obi-Wan grunted as his Master nudged his apprentice in the ribs.
" We came as quick as the Force allowed us to," Qui-Gon covered for himself quickly, technically, it was true.
" Yes, yes, all very good," Mundi said, " By the way, nice cover Qui-Gon. " The High Council had agreed to send you two on a diplomatic mission to Ord Mantell to persuade the local government to join the Republic, it's location would make the Republic stronger, strategically. You two will take a refugee cruiser and go disguised as mediocre import and export salesmen. Qui-Gon, you will be called Quig Jion, Obi-Wan, you will be In Obwa."
" Yes, Master Yoda," Qui-Gon agreed as he nodded his head.
" Can I trade names with Qui-Gon?" Obi-Wan blurted out.
" No, In," Qui-Go chuckled. It was obvious that the Council had switched their names around, it was just his fortune that allowed Qui-Gon to have a better name that Obi-Wan.
"Do we get any supplies to help us look the part?" Qui-Gon asked?
" Yes," Plo-Koon nodded his head, " You will each be issued clothes, a cover for your lightsaber to make it look like something else, and a sidearm. It will most likely be a DL-44 heavy blaster pistol."
" When will we disembark?" Qui-Gon asked, pleased that he would get to practice with a blaster again. He hadn't used one of those in ages.
" You will leave in approximately eight hours on the refugee ship, ANT HILL. You will get your supplies and identi-chips from Master Windu's apartment immediately after you leave. Then proceed to the range for a quick, one-hour session to get used to your sidearms. Then say spend your time the way you like and go to the refugee station."
" May the Force be with you." Yoda rasped.
" And you Master Yoda," Qui-Gon said. He and his apprentice left for Mace Windu's apartment.
" Suck up," Obi-Wan grinned.
" Do you want to spend the ride to Ord Mantell in a healing trance?" Qui- Gon grinned.
" No, Master." Obi-Wan sighed, still grinning. He and Qui-Gon grinned together, then burst out laughing.
I hope u like it. Qui-Gon is pretty rocking. They shouldn't have killed him off. Next chapter later. Bye.