Master Dooku made a lame attempt to act concerned about Obi-Wan's disappearance. He went so far as to volunteer his services to search for the child.
However Master Jinn politely thanked him but told him that it was important that one of the Jedi stay to witness to the wedding as a diplomat of the Jedi. Dooku did not so much as voice one single word of disagreement to Jinn suggestion.
"Yes, Qui-Gon I suppose since we were sent here for the wedding one of us should stay.I am sure I couldn't possibly keep you here."
"No I don't suppose you could, although I know that as your grandson, Obi-Wan is foremost in your mind while you drink and dance the night away."
Palpatine stood and watched the confrontation between the two Jedi. Jinn made it very clear that his words were a vengeful verbal attack on Dooku for his lack of concern for the boy.
Qui-Gon left the mansion to get some help with his search, from the men promised by Byron.
Obi-Wan was placed in the trunk of the hover craft tied up and gagged The men with less conspicuous weapons concealed under their robes entered the mansion to act as constant bodyguards to Senator Palpatine. The other two men with the long blasters sat in the hover craft, lined up in the long lane, as they awaited their master's return from the wedding.
//Boy, there sure isn't much air in here, dark too. If only I could kick and make some noise, but the way they have me trussed up like some kind of animal…..//
The quiet darkness of the hover craft's trunk left little room to move, but a vast amount of free time to think things through. Obi-Wan thought about his mistakes as he valiantly tried to keep his wits about him.
The idea to get off the ship to come back to tell his master about Syfo Dyas didn't seem like a good idea now, no matter how ingenious he thought it was earlier in the brightness of the day and his freedom intact.
When you are tied up in a trunk and no where to go, you have to find something to occupy your mind and Obi-Wan did just that.
He went over past talks with his master about the force, the ability to use it, and the strength it could provide when a force sensitive ask for and receives its help.
Obi-Wan concentrated on the force for maybe the first time in his very short tumulus Jedi apprenticeship. If anyone ever needed the force's help, it was him and he wanted desperately to be able to reap its bounty.
As the child continued to meditate to gain the assistance of the force, he became more disappointed with the lack of the force's co-operation.
//Has the force given up on me when it thought I turned my back on the gifts it gave me?//
The child sunk to his lowest with the feeling of dejection.
//Maybe it is too late to ask for the help I need.//
It was then memory of Master Jinn's words about the bond came back to him.
//He said it would be helpful if we share the mental bond, if I could drop my shields. We could call to each other telepathically.//
Obi-Wan's next attempt at reaching the force was to try to regain his ability to lower his shields and talk with his master through their bond.. It was worth a try, the little Jedi thought.//I have nothing to do and I'm certainly not going anywhere .//
The child tried to remain his calmest so he could use his entire mind to concentrate on lowering his shields. He used his mental little quirky comments as a tension releaser. Obi-Wan was always noted as being little comedian at times.
########Back at the mansion####
Qui-Gon had just spoken to the robot that guarded the gate. He even had part of a tape to show Qui-Gon. Jinn watched it with a touch of relief when saw his apprentice as he tried to open the gate. Then he watched as a hover craft pulled up. Nothing after that though. For some odd reason the robot said, the tape had just stopped working at that particular time and the balance of the tape had been chewed up. He *gerry-rigged* it to see what happened but only the picture of Obi-Wan trying to gain entrance to the grounds was seen.
Jinn tried to get the robot to remember which direction the boy went when he left, but the mechanical guard only said he lost track of the child when other guests arrived. He did mention Senator Palpatine and Jinn wondered if he had seen Obi at the gate. However he figured he hadn't or he would have said something about seeing a stranded Jedi apprentice trying to gain entrance to Lord' Byron's estate.
Without any previous warning the bond with Obi-Wan opened and Jinn clearly heard his son' voice.
//Master can you hear me? //
Qui-Gon fell to his knees. It had been quite sometime since the bond had been so opened and the raw power and insurgent of it produced a physically painful reaction.
//Yes my imp I can hear you.//
[b####Back in the trunk with Obi-Wan#####[/b].
If it was difficult for a Jedi master with years and years of experience in bonds being opened and closed and *he* found the reformed bond painful, Obi-Wan found it doubly so. It was the only time the child was ever glad his mouth had been taped shut. The pain for a few seconds was excruciating, but also welcome. He knew he heard his master say My imp
//Master I don't now how I got my shields down but I have to talk in a hurry. I don't know how long they will stay down. I have been kidnapped. //
Jinn interrupted the child. He knew he must get his location. If Obi-Wan did not know how he dropped the shields then he was right, he wouldn't necessarily know how to keep them down.
//Just tell me where you are Obi-Wan. I'll do the rest. //
Obi-Wan could sense alarm in his master's voice and he knew his master must be thinking the same thing he was, the shields might rise at anytime and Obi-Wan would not be able to give his master the details of his capture.
//Master, Dad, I am tied up in a trunk. Not.. Much. Air in he..//
In and out in and out, Obi-Wan's shields were opening and closing without Obi-Wan being aware of how he was doing it at all.
As the shields kept going up and down, they caused Jinn's reception of Obi's mental words to go in and out almost akin to a bad radio reception during an ion storm.
The alarm in Master Jinn's voice was replaced with terror as he realized he was losing contact with his son. The shields were wavering, teetering on the brink of closing and possibly staying that way..
//Obi, PLEASE Concentrate son. You are breaking up..Are shields..they are fall….//
The terror Jinn felt was far less than Obi-Wan's terror. The child knew he was losing his concentration and in turn was not able to keep his shields down. Now the mental messages his master was sending him had become garbled with only every other word coming through.
Master..It was…. Se
Nothing!! The jolt of the bond opening was no less dramatic or painful when it closed . What made the closing of the bond seem worse was that Jinn knew he couldn't locate the child.
//OBI, please concentrate... If you can here me, reach for the force and think of our bond. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE.//
There in the drive of the mansion, Master Qui-Gon Jinn shamelessly knelt and begged to the force to assist Obi-Wan in controlling his shields, in anything the boy wanted from the force, for that was his only hope of being found.
Qui-Gon had not bothered to get up after the bond came pushing against his mind as it tried to gain entrance. He was not even sure his legs would hold his weight. Between the sudden jar of the bond reforming and its even more abrupt withdrawal, Jinn's legs suddenly grew weak and wobbly to say the least.
//I have championed the force to Obi-Wan more times than I can remember. I trusted it with my very life and now that I need it most, where. Is. it? Ha! what I have revered all my life has now turned on me. Worst of all, the force seems to have turned it's back on one of it's own children of the light; A little boy just gaining enough faith to put his fate in its hands. Do you plan to turn him away now that I have convinced him the way to all things good is through the force? //
At first, the breaking of their mental connection brought such devastating tremors of fear to Obi-Wan, he wished only to give up.
//Just forget about this force stuff. I just can't get a grip on it. Either I have failed to do it right or for some reason the force has failed me. Whatever it is, I'm not going to try again. //
Obi-wan lay in the trunk and regained some of the mental strength he lost in reaching to the force. The disappointed little boy in him vowed right then and there not to mess with his father's force *mumbo-jumbo* again. It would only bring him even more disappointment, because it clearly wasn't working for him.
However, that little bit of Jedi apprentice that dwelled within Obi-Wan Kenobi urged him onward to try just one more time. If it worked for his father when he had faith in the force, it would work for him,// at least a little bit.//
He couldn't mimic his father exactly, because he couldn't close his eyes as Qui-Gon did to reach for the becoming even more and more elusive force, but he concentrated as hard as he could. He directed his energy to the lock of the trunk. If enough force could be gathered and he got the lock to pop open, then would try getting himself untangled from the miles of rope that had him tied up with. Of course getting the masking tape off from his mouth wouldn't feel so bad either he thought.
//Please don't fail me now. I have to get out of here and tell my master what is going on. //
Padawan Kenobi did not know why but since finding out that Senator Palpatine was indeed one of the bad guys and that he thought he looked very much like Darth Sidious, his concern for his master had multiplied and stuck foremost in his mind. Besides his escape the only other thing on his mind had been Qui-Gon getting in some kind of trap. He also thought that just maybe his grandfather was in part included in his worry for his father. Something, that force he supposed, told him to get to Jinn as soon as he could.
//If you are instructing me to help my dad, why can't you *help* me to *help* him? //
To some, Obi-Wan's mental words, if heard, might have sounded like some kind of insane ramblings on his part. However it made perfect sense to talk with the higher deity of the force, after all, meditation was like that. Even his father, Qui-Gon Jinn said you could talk to the force. If he could and his words were heard then why couldn't Obi-Wan?
All his concentration gathered and his trust in the force renewed, at least temporarily, Obi-Wan directed his tied up hand toward the trunk lock, or where he thought the lock would be. He crunched his forehead making a deep crinkled frown and tried to direct force energy into the lock so it would fall open.
Just then there was a sudden jolt to the hover craft. He seemed to momentarily lift up off the ground and just as quickly it slammed back to the hard concert of the lane, making a loud thud. Obi-Wan thought maybe the sudden jolt advantaged to break a couple of his ribs. It felt that way. It did knock the wind out of him.
As he laid there catching his breath the child was indeed pleased with himself. Although the task he wanted to do wasn't done, at least he knew the force was finally with him.
//Now if only you would guide me on your use. I mean I am just a little kid startin' out ya know. Maybe I really can help my dad, if I get this stuff right the next time. //
The men in the craft didn't know what hit them. The last thing though they thought of, was the little one in the trunk caused it. He couldn't have produced enough movement back there to cause such a jolt. They first thought they had been hit by another craft but then they theorized it must have been a big gust of wind.
Obi-Wan laid in the trunk of the hover craft ad waited to see if the men planned to come and check on him. He thought for sure they would know it was him using the force to induce something. He reasoned since what the force produced didn't really do anything to gain his escape his guards must have just ignored the violent shaking of the craft although he didn't see how.
Finally, he expelled his held-in breath and thought of how he could get his powers to work for him. He decided he would try to get himself untied by his very uncomfortable position. He concentrated again, asking the force for its help. He directed his power to his hands.
He realized too late that he must have put too much in to using his Jedi powers without properly knowing how to use them.
The trunk lid popped opened. The only thing that stopped the guards from seeing was Obi-Wan's quick action with his still tied hands. He grabbed the trunk lid and held on trying to keep it down so it wouldn't be noticed. Just as quickly the ropes from his hands magically flung themselves from around his wrists. While gald he was getting free Obi-Wan was a little concerned about unleashing his Jedi powers without really knowing how to control them.
//Should have been some hand book as a guide for a little Jedi like me to know how to use what the force gave them.//
Hands untied, trunk unlocked and masking tape removed from his mouth, Obi-Wan realized he had more trouble to deal with. The force had seemed to take on a life of its own. He certainly didn't ask it to do what was doing on.
The horn on the hover craft let out a continuous whining wail, the hood of the engine kept going up and down and though Obi-Wan couldn't see it, its lights flashed on and off .
//I have done it now. Maybe we could just stop a *little*, force. I mean you are gonna have them back here on me. //
Just then Obi-Wan heard the doors of the craft open and shut and knew his words spoken were now the truth. The men couldn't ignore all that was going on. Obi's captors knew the Jedi possessed certain powers, although they hadn't thought about the child having them, they thought they should investigate.
Obi-Wan took in a deep breath, crouched up as much as he could, and waited. He would have to overtake two guards, carrying giant blasters, with his less than controlled use of his newfound abilities.
He waited, ready to spring into action as soon as the trunk lid was raised. All his thoughts were directed at the force itself.
//*FORCE*, don't fail me now!!!..…//
One of the Senator's guards took both blaster guns, not really having them ready for use when they opened the trunk lid. After all you are talking about one little small fry of a kid. What could he do against both men almost equal to his father's size. It certainly didn't occur to them to pull their giant weapons on him when they opened the trunk..
When the trunk lid sprung up, Obi-Wan lunged out with his right leg forward in a kicking motion. He landed a blow right to the guard's chest. It might not have done anything to the man had it just been Obi-Wan welding his blows, but now the force seemed to join with him and in any way possible, Obi-Wan was being guided and helped through this by his father's *force*.
//Maybe I will get to my dad in time after all. THANX FORCE .//
The other man holding the blaster rifles was thrown off guard by such a fierce attack on his companion, by one so little, he dropped the rifles. He then attempted to get Obi-Wan under control before the robotic guard saw what was going on right beside Senator Palpatine's car. He grabbed Obi-Wan from behind, around his neck. The little one took both his elbows and with a mighty insurgent of the force to assist him, speared both elbows in the man's stomach. The Senator's guard doubled over with pain, dropped the weapons, and fell to his knees, still gripping his middle torso as he gasped to regain his normal breathing..
Obi-Wan thought he had finally escaped until he turned to run away from his captors. Out of seemingly nowhere, Senator Palpatine stepped toward him and snagged the back of Obi's tunic collar.
"Now, now, my dear child , just where do you think you are going? We can't have you running off telling your master I aided in your kidnapping now can we? You will just have to climb back in the trunk and my *incompetent* guards will take the hover craft back to where I am staying. I will find a way home. I don't want to come up missing when Master Jinn comes back with the dreadful news that he couldn't find his little apprentice. I should remain here to lend my moral support to the master who will most assuredly be in a distraught condition."
Senator Palpatine leaned his head back and let out a thunderous fit of laughter, as he replaced the back of the tunic with Obi-Wan's skin and held him in place; his feet literally being lifted of the ground by the supernatural strength of the man's grip.
I think I have to send these two fools of mine on with you in the trunk. I will find a ride home later. I don't want to miss Jinn's emotionally tormented face when he comes back and announces he still can't find his little apprentice."
By the time the Senator had securely nabbed Obi, his guards had gotten off the ground where the eight-year-old child single-handedly put them. They walked around the craft where the Senator and the little Jedi were.
Senator Palpatine dragged his captive to the back of the craft with Obi-Wan's feet barely touching the ground. Out of the darkness, voices, very familiar voices were heard. At least one of the voices was familiar because it belonged to the Jedi master himself, Qui-Gon Jinn.
Obi-Wan was not sure what was happening. He had never had the force of the dark side used on him so when it happened, it was the most startling fearful oddity to be experienced by one so very young and ill-versed in the ways of evil.
Palpatine whirled the child around, one quick brush of his opened hand; his palm actually touching the child's face, sent dozens of sizzling visible electrical charges through Qui-Gon's little apprentice.
The pain at first was unbelievable because the little blue-gold tendrils of the force-charged power of the darkside seemed directed straight into his mind. The discomfort only lasted a second but other residual effects of being zapped by the evil-one remained. The hair on Obi's arms stood up from the sheer power of the dark side.
Without ever realizing what happened Obi-Wan's mind went blank; blank to anything that happened, anytime during that day. Worst of all anything pertaining to Jinn's secret mission was now wiped from the Jedi apprentice's mind.
"Master Jinn, over here. I think you will be very pleased at what my men just found hiding in my hover craft."
Palpatine's shout scared Obi-Wan. He didn't know who the man was that held him and why his master was looking for him.
//How did I get here? Why does he have me around my neck like I plan to run away from my own Dad? //
Confusion clouded the little one's mind. More than that, there seemed to be missing parts to his memory. One thing he felt was missing was very important to his master, but he *forgot* what it was.
//I know it had something to do with a name. No wonder I forgot. This man startled me when he yelled to my master. //
Obi-Wan was still unsure who Palpatine was. He was glad to see his master walk out of the shadows.
That is to say, he was glad to see his dad, until he saw the clouded eyes and deeply frowned brow on Qui-Gon's face which told him he should hold any celebrations of seeing his father, for later, maybe *much* later. Obi-Wan got the distinct impression he had done something wrong, but for the life of him he couldn't remember what.
Qui-Gon walked up to Palpatine and without a word said, jerked Obi-Wan out of his grasp. Anger, real anger so powerful his master couldn't gain control of it, surged through the air around master and apprentice.
//What have I done now?……. //
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However Master Jinn politely thanked him but told him that it was important that one of the Jedi stay to witness to the wedding as a diplomat of the Jedi. Dooku did not so much as voice one single word of disagreement to Jinn suggestion.
"Yes, Qui-Gon I suppose since we were sent here for the wedding one of us should stay.I am sure I couldn't possibly keep you here."
"No I don't suppose you could, although I know that as your grandson, Obi-Wan is foremost in your mind while you drink and dance the night away."
Palpatine stood and watched the confrontation between the two Jedi. Jinn made it very clear that his words were a vengeful verbal attack on Dooku for his lack of concern for the boy.
Qui-Gon left the mansion to get some help with his search, from the men promised by Byron.
Obi-Wan was placed in the trunk of the hover craft tied up and gagged The men with less conspicuous weapons concealed under their robes entered the mansion to act as constant bodyguards to Senator Palpatine. The other two men with the long blasters sat in the hover craft, lined up in the long lane, as they awaited their master's return from the wedding.
//Boy, there sure isn't much air in here, dark too. If only I could kick and make some noise, but the way they have me trussed up like some kind of animal…..//
The quiet darkness of the hover craft's trunk left little room to move, but a vast amount of free time to think things through. Obi-Wan thought about his mistakes as he valiantly tried to keep his wits about him.
The idea to get off the ship to come back to tell his master about Syfo Dyas didn't seem like a good idea now, no matter how ingenious he thought it was earlier in the brightness of the day and his freedom intact.
When you are tied up in a trunk and no where to go, you have to find something to occupy your mind and Obi-Wan did just that.
He went over past talks with his master about the force, the ability to use it, and the strength it could provide when a force sensitive ask for and receives its help.
Obi-Wan concentrated on the force for maybe the first time in his very short tumulus Jedi apprenticeship. If anyone ever needed the force's help, it was him and he wanted desperately to be able to reap its bounty.
As the child continued to meditate to gain the assistance of the force, he became more disappointed with the lack of the force's co-operation.
//Has the force given up on me when it thought I turned my back on the gifts it gave me?//
The child sunk to his lowest with the feeling of dejection.
//Maybe it is too late to ask for the help I need.//
It was then memory of Master Jinn's words about the bond came back to him.
//He said it would be helpful if we share the mental bond, if I could drop my shields. We could call to each other telepathically.//
Obi-Wan's next attempt at reaching the force was to try to regain his ability to lower his shields and talk with his master through their bond.. It was worth a try, the little Jedi thought.//I have nothing to do and I'm certainly not going anywhere .//
The child tried to remain his calmest so he could use his entire mind to concentrate on lowering his shields. He used his mental little quirky comments as a tension releaser. Obi-Wan was always noted as being little comedian at times.
########Back at the mansion####
Qui-Gon had just spoken to the robot that guarded the gate. He even had part of a tape to show Qui-Gon. Jinn watched it with a touch of relief when saw his apprentice as he tried to open the gate. Then he watched as a hover craft pulled up. Nothing after that though. For some odd reason the robot said, the tape had just stopped working at that particular time and the balance of the tape had been chewed up. He *gerry-rigged* it to see what happened but only the picture of Obi-Wan trying to gain entrance to the grounds was seen.
Jinn tried to get the robot to remember which direction the boy went when he left, but the mechanical guard only said he lost track of the child when other guests arrived. He did mention Senator Palpatine and Jinn wondered if he had seen Obi at the gate. However he figured he hadn't or he would have said something about seeing a stranded Jedi apprentice trying to gain entrance to Lord' Byron's estate.
Without any previous warning the bond with Obi-Wan opened and Jinn clearly heard his son' voice.
//Master can you hear me? //
Qui-Gon fell to his knees. It had been quite sometime since the bond had been so opened and the raw power and insurgent of it produced a physically painful reaction.
//Yes my imp I can hear you.//
[b####Back in the trunk with Obi-Wan#####[/b].
If it was difficult for a Jedi master with years and years of experience in bonds being opened and closed and *he* found the reformed bond painful, Obi-Wan found it doubly so. It was the only time the child was ever glad his mouth had been taped shut. The pain for a few seconds was excruciating, but also welcome. He knew he heard his master say My imp
//Master I don't now how I got my shields down but I have to talk in a hurry. I don't know how long they will stay down. I have been kidnapped. //
Jinn interrupted the child. He knew he must get his location. If Obi-Wan did not know how he dropped the shields then he was right, he wouldn't necessarily know how to keep them down.
//Just tell me where you are Obi-Wan. I'll do the rest. //
Obi-Wan could sense alarm in his master's voice and he knew his master must be thinking the same thing he was, the shields might rise at anytime and Obi-Wan would not be able to give his master the details of his capture.
//Master, Dad, I am tied up in a trunk. Not.. Much. Air in he..//
In and out in and out, Obi-Wan's shields were opening and closing without Obi-Wan being aware of how he was doing it at all.
As the shields kept going up and down, they caused Jinn's reception of Obi's mental words to go in and out almost akin to a bad radio reception during an ion storm.
The alarm in Master Jinn's voice was replaced with terror as he realized he was losing contact with his son. The shields were wavering, teetering on the brink of closing and possibly staying that way..
//Obi, PLEASE Concentrate son. You are breaking up..Are shields..they are fall….//
The terror Jinn felt was far less than Obi-Wan's terror. The child knew he was losing his concentration and in turn was not able to keep his shields down. Now the mental messages his master was sending him had become garbled with only every other word coming through.
Master..It was…. Se
Nothing!! The jolt of the bond opening was no less dramatic or painful when it closed . What made the closing of the bond seem worse was that Jinn knew he couldn't locate the child.
//OBI, please concentrate... If you can here me, reach for the force and think of our bond. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE.//
There in the drive of the mansion, Master Qui-Gon Jinn shamelessly knelt and begged to the force to assist Obi-Wan in controlling his shields, in anything the boy wanted from the force, for that was his only hope of being found.
Qui-Gon had not bothered to get up after the bond came pushing against his mind as it tried to gain entrance. He was not even sure his legs would hold his weight. Between the sudden jar of the bond reforming and its even more abrupt withdrawal, Jinn's legs suddenly grew weak and wobbly to say the least.
//I have championed the force to Obi-Wan more times than I can remember. I trusted it with my very life and now that I need it most, where. Is. it? Ha! what I have revered all my life has now turned on me. Worst of all, the force seems to have turned it's back on one of it's own children of the light; A little boy just gaining enough faith to put his fate in its hands. Do you plan to turn him away now that I have convinced him the way to all things good is through the force? //
At first, the breaking of their mental connection brought such devastating tremors of fear to Obi-Wan, he wished only to give up.
//Just forget about this force stuff. I just can't get a grip on it. Either I have failed to do it right or for some reason the force has failed me. Whatever it is, I'm not going to try again. //
Obi-wan lay in the trunk and regained some of the mental strength he lost in reaching to the force. The disappointed little boy in him vowed right then and there not to mess with his father's force *mumbo-jumbo* again. It would only bring him even more disappointment, because it clearly wasn't working for him.
However, that little bit of Jedi apprentice that dwelled within Obi-Wan Kenobi urged him onward to try just one more time. If it worked for his father when he had faith in the force, it would work for him,// at least a little bit.//
He couldn't mimic his father exactly, because he couldn't close his eyes as Qui-Gon did to reach for the becoming even more and more elusive force, but he concentrated as hard as he could. He directed his energy to the lock of the trunk. If enough force could be gathered and he got the lock to pop open, then would try getting himself untangled from the miles of rope that had him tied up with. Of course getting the masking tape off from his mouth wouldn't feel so bad either he thought.
//Please don't fail me now. I have to get out of here and tell my master what is going on. //
Padawan Kenobi did not know why but since finding out that Senator Palpatine was indeed one of the bad guys and that he thought he looked very much like Darth Sidious, his concern for his master had multiplied and stuck foremost in his mind. Besides his escape the only other thing on his mind had been Qui-Gon getting in some kind of trap. He also thought that just maybe his grandfather was in part included in his worry for his father. Something, that force he supposed, told him to get to Jinn as soon as he could.
//If you are instructing me to help my dad, why can't you *help* me to *help* him? //
To some, Obi-Wan's mental words, if heard, might have sounded like some kind of insane ramblings on his part. However it made perfect sense to talk with the higher deity of the force, after all, meditation was like that. Even his father, Qui-Gon Jinn said you could talk to the force. If he could and his words were heard then why couldn't Obi-Wan?
All his concentration gathered and his trust in the force renewed, at least temporarily, Obi-Wan directed his tied up hand toward the trunk lock, or where he thought the lock would be. He crunched his forehead making a deep crinkled frown and tried to direct force energy into the lock so it would fall open.
Just then there was a sudden jolt to the hover craft. He seemed to momentarily lift up off the ground and just as quickly it slammed back to the hard concert of the lane, making a loud thud. Obi-Wan thought maybe the sudden jolt advantaged to break a couple of his ribs. It felt that way. It did knock the wind out of him.
As he laid there catching his breath the child was indeed pleased with himself. Although the task he wanted to do wasn't done, at least he knew the force was finally with him.
//Now if only you would guide me on your use. I mean I am just a little kid startin' out ya know. Maybe I really can help my dad, if I get this stuff right the next time. //
The men in the craft didn't know what hit them. The last thing though they thought of, was the little one in the trunk caused it. He couldn't have produced enough movement back there to cause such a jolt. They first thought they had been hit by another craft but then they theorized it must have been a big gust of wind.
Obi-Wan laid in the trunk of the hover craft ad waited to see if the men planned to come and check on him. He thought for sure they would know it was him using the force to induce something. He reasoned since what the force produced didn't really do anything to gain his escape his guards must have just ignored the violent shaking of the craft although he didn't see how.
Finally, he expelled his held-in breath and thought of how he could get his powers to work for him. He decided he would try to get himself untied by his very uncomfortable position. He concentrated again, asking the force for its help. He directed his power to his hands.
He realized too late that he must have put too much in to using his Jedi powers without properly knowing how to use them.
The trunk lid popped opened. The only thing that stopped the guards from seeing was Obi-Wan's quick action with his still tied hands. He grabbed the trunk lid and held on trying to keep it down so it wouldn't be noticed. Just as quickly the ropes from his hands magically flung themselves from around his wrists. While gald he was getting free Obi-Wan was a little concerned about unleashing his Jedi powers without really knowing how to control them.
//Should have been some hand book as a guide for a little Jedi like me to know how to use what the force gave them.//
Hands untied, trunk unlocked and masking tape removed from his mouth, Obi-Wan realized he had more trouble to deal with. The force had seemed to take on a life of its own. He certainly didn't ask it to do what was doing on.
The horn on the hover craft let out a continuous whining wail, the hood of the engine kept going up and down and though Obi-Wan couldn't see it, its lights flashed on and off .
//I have done it now. Maybe we could just stop a *little*, force. I mean you are gonna have them back here on me. //
Just then Obi-Wan heard the doors of the craft open and shut and knew his words spoken were now the truth. The men couldn't ignore all that was going on. Obi's captors knew the Jedi possessed certain powers, although they hadn't thought about the child having them, they thought they should investigate.
Obi-Wan took in a deep breath, crouched up as much as he could, and waited. He would have to overtake two guards, carrying giant blasters, with his less than controlled use of his newfound abilities.
He waited, ready to spring into action as soon as the trunk lid was raised. All his thoughts were directed at the force itself.
//*FORCE*, don't fail me now!!!..…//
One of the Senator's guards took both blaster guns, not really having them ready for use when they opened the trunk lid. After all you are talking about one little small fry of a kid. What could he do against both men almost equal to his father's size. It certainly didn't occur to them to pull their giant weapons on him when they opened the trunk..
When the trunk lid sprung up, Obi-Wan lunged out with his right leg forward in a kicking motion. He landed a blow right to the guard's chest. It might not have done anything to the man had it just been Obi-Wan welding his blows, but now the force seemed to join with him and in any way possible, Obi-Wan was being guided and helped through this by his father's *force*.
//Maybe I will get to my dad in time after all. THANX FORCE .//
The other man holding the blaster rifles was thrown off guard by such a fierce attack on his companion, by one so little, he dropped the rifles. He then attempted to get Obi-Wan under control before the robotic guard saw what was going on right beside Senator Palpatine's car. He grabbed Obi-Wan from behind, around his neck. The little one took both his elbows and with a mighty insurgent of the force to assist him, speared both elbows in the man's stomach. The Senator's guard doubled over with pain, dropped the weapons, and fell to his knees, still gripping his middle torso as he gasped to regain his normal breathing..
Obi-Wan thought he had finally escaped until he turned to run away from his captors. Out of seemingly nowhere, Senator Palpatine stepped toward him and snagged the back of Obi's tunic collar.
"Now, now, my dear child , just where do you think you are going? We can't have you running off telling your master I aided in your kidnapping now can we? You will just have to climb back in the trunk and my *incompetent* guards will take the hover craft back to where I am staying. I will find a way home. I don't want to come up missing when Master Jinn comes back with the dreadful news that he couldn't find his little apprentice. I should remain here to lend my moral support to the master who will most assuredly be in a distraught condition."
Senator Palpatine leaned his head back and let out a thunderous fit of laughter, as he replaced the back of the tunic with Obi-Wan's skin and held him in place; his feet literally being lifted of the ground by the supernatural strength of the man's grip.
I think I have to send these two fools of mine on with you in the trunk. I will find a ride home later. I don't want to miss Jinn's emotionally tormented face when he comes back and announces he still can't find his little apprentice."
By the time the Senator had securely nabbed Obi, his guards had gotten off the ground where the eight-year-old child single-handedly put them. They walked around the craft where the Senator and the little Jedi were.
Senator Palpatine dragged his captive to the back of the craft with Obi-Wan's feet barely touching the ground. Out of the darkness, voices, very familiar voices were heard. At least one of the voices was familiar because it belonged to the Jedi master himself, Qui-Gon Jinn.
Obi-Wan was not sure what was happening. He had never had the force of the dark side used on him so when it happened, it was the most startling fearful oddity to be experienced by one so very young and ill-versed in the ways of evil.
Palpatine whirled the child around, one quick brush of his opened hand; his palm actually touching the child's face, sent dozens of sizzling visible electrical charges through Qui-Gon's little apprentice.
The pain at first was unbelievable because the little blue-gold tendrils of the force-charged power of the darkside seemed directed straight into his mind. The discomfort only lasted a second but other residual effects of being zapped by the evil-one remained. The hair on Obi's arms stood up from the sheer power of the dark side.
Without ever realizing what happened Obi-Wan's mind went blank; blank to anything that happened, anytime during that day. Worst of all anything pertaining to Jinn's secret mission was now wiped from the Jedi apprentice's mind.
"Master Jinn, over here. I think you will be very pleased at what my men just found hiding in my hover craft."
Palpatine's shout scared Obi-Wan. He didn't know who the man was that held him and why his master was looking for him.
//How did I get here? Why does he have me around my neck like I plan to run away from my own Dad? //
Confusion clouded the little one's mind. More than that, there seemed to be missing parts to his memory. One thing he felt was missing was very important to his master, but he *forgot* what it was.
//I know it had something to do with a name. No wonder I forgot. This man startled me when he yelled to my master. //
Obi-Wan was still unsure who Palpatine was. He was glad to see his master walk out of the shadows.
That is to say, he was glad to see his dad, until he saw the clouded eyes and deeply frowned brow on Qui-Gon's face which told him he should hold any celebrations of seeing his father, for later, maybe *much* later. Obi-Wan got the distinct impression he had done something wrong, but for the life of him he couldn't remember what.
Qui-Gon walked up to Palpatine and without a word said, jerked Obi-Wan out of his grasp. Anger, real anger so powerful his master couldn't gain control of it, surged through the air around master and apprentice.
//What have I done now?……. //
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I revived this story just for Lady Tolwen
PEACE ewen