Chapter (What is it?) four?
(A.N. I only have one hour. It's gonna be quick.)
Zekk had set the Lighting Rod down on a remote location of the planet Caboth. Jaina had looked up the planet's records on some data-bases and found that it was rumored to be the newest spice-runner's home base. Every smuggler, spice-seller, and slave-keepers lived here. They had to be careful, and they had to be disguised.
A smile tugged at Jaina's lips. She always liked dressing up like a bad- girl. She had thrown on a tank-top, baggy pants/work-jeans. She pulled her hair up, using some string to keep at most half of it out of her face, Jaina had a famous face- and it wasn't a good idea to show all of it. The last bit of the costume was a brown, holy, cape. It covered up the blaster at her side, and the lightsaber hidden in one of the pant's many pockets.
"Ya ready Jaina?" Zekk's voice asked from the other side of the ship.
"As ready as ever." Jaina muttered.
"Fine." Zekk walked up behind her.
Jaina blinked, looking at his reflection in the mirror she stood in front of. She would have had to look twice at him to recognize him, and she was his wife!
Zekk had let his long black hair from it's band that usually was at the back of his neck. It came down his shoulders, and into his face. With it like that, he looked rougher than usual, harder, and a truly worriable figure. He wore a beaten jacket, and pants that had several holes in them, and across his back was a cross-bow. Zekk put on a cape also, concealing the weapons.
Jaina raised an eyebrow, grinning. "If you had dressed like that when we were younger I would have NEVER gone out with you."
Zekk laughed, and Jaina noticed that it was the first time since they had been reunited that he had smiled. He glanced at her outfit, "I wouldn't have gone out with you either, I'd be too afraid you'd beat me up."
Jaina punched him playfully. "Let's go."
Zekk nodded, as they headed toward the main hatch. "How are we supposed to recognize this place anyway?"
"Tenil said we couldn't miss it." Jaina replied, stepping out into the barren land of the planet. It was all lava rock, no color, except the brown sky, as far as the eye could see. "He's supposedly the king of SpiceLords."
***TWO HOURS LATER***
"She was right." Zekk mumbled. "We couldn't miss it."
Jaina stared up at the immense palace. It was immense and magnificent, but the harsh storms of the planet had left their marks. In the concrete were niches and holes from lightning striking and rocks flying through the air. Two gaurds stood at the large doors to the place.
"How do we get in?" Zekk asked.
Jaina glanced at him. "Like we always do."
Zekk rolled his eyes. "Of course."
They walked up to the guards, who bristled at their approach. "Do you have an appointment?"
"No." Jaina said flippantly.
"We just want to rent the place." Zekk said.
Jaina chuckled; she was beginning to see her old Zekk coming back from the darkness.
"We don't need an appointment." Zekk said, waving his hand casually.
"Huh?" The human guard asked, his eyes suddenly going out of focus.
"We are expected." Jaina continued, motioning with her hand.
The guards parted, dazedly, but willingly. "Enter." One said.
"Thank you." Zekk mumbled.
"You will be rewarded." Jaina said as she passed them.
The guards smiled. "Yeah. We might get a promotion." One said quietly. "I always wanted to be a cook."
However, by the time he had finished, the two invading Jedi had already gotten deep into the palace. If any natural spice-lord had known that he had two Jedi in his stronghold, he would have sounded the alert and tried to evacuate himself. It was known that once Jedi were pushed to the limit they tended to bring with them total destruction. However, as Jaina and Zekk neared the main audience chamber, the spice-lord let them come.
***Just outside the main audience chamber.***
"I't s been too easy." Zekk whispered into Jaina's ear.
"I know." Jaina whispered back. "But we can't back out now."
Following a small crowd of smugglers, they entered the noisy- and smelly- main audience chamber. Yurric must have taken lessons from Jabba the Hutt. There were dancing girls, endless cups of rum, and loud music.
Quickly, Jaina and Zekk slipped into the shadows. Both of them searched the place for two little dark-haired children that were about seven years old, perhaps one with green eyes? A little girl and a little boy, perhaps with dark brown eyes?
Jaina grabbed Zekk's arm so tight it hurt him and almost made him cry out. "There!"
Near the throne, sitting quietly on the steps with mechanical collars around their small necks, were the twins. They were dressed in fine cloths, and their hair was put up in ornamental jewelry. Zekk watched as they played in the dirt, and felt it as his heart once again recognized the two little stars.
Jaina's voice caught in her throat. "They've grown so much."
Zekk could feel the turmoil in Jaina's heart. Years of separation, and now they were on the other side of the room. Within eyesight, but just out of reach. "Come Jaina." He whispered, walking toward the throne.
Jaina followed silently, brushing past the rowdy courtiers. As they reached the steps of the throne, she made eye contact with her little girl, and noticed that she had dark brown eyes.
However, neither of them noticed the two-dozen guards filing in from all the exits, and quietly surrounding them.
-To Be continued!
(A.N. I only have one hour. It's gonna be quick.)
Zekk had set the Lighting Rod down on a remote location of the planet Caboth. Jaina had looked up the planet's records on some data-bases and found that it was rumored to be the newest spice-runner's home base. Every smuggler, spice-seller, and slave-keepers lived here. They had to be careful, and they had to be disguised.
A smile tugged at Jaina's lips. She always liked dressing up like a bad- girl. She had thrown on a tank-top, baggy pants/work-jeans. She pulled her hair up, using some string to keep at most half of it out of her face, Jaina had a famous face- and it wasn't a good idea to show all of it. The last bit of the costume was a brown, holy, cape. It covered up the blaster at her side, and the lightsaber hidden in one of the pant's many pockets.
"Ya ready Jaina?" Zekk's voice asked from the other side of the ship.
"As ready as ever." Jaina muttered.
"Fine." Zekk walked up behind her.
Jaina blinked, looking at his reflection in the mirror she stood in front of. She would have had to look twice at him to recognize him, and she was his wife!
Zekk had let his long black hair from it's band that usually was at the back of his neck. It came down his shoulders, and into his face. With it like that, he looked rougher than usual, harder, and a truly worriable figure. He wore a beaten jacket, and pants that had several holes in them, and across his back was a cross-bow. Zekk put on a cape also, concealing the weapons.
Jaina raised an eyebrow, grinning. "If you had dressed like that when we were younger I would have NEVER gone out with you."
Zekk laughed, and Jaina noticed that it was the first time since they had been reunited that he had smiled. He glanced at her outfit, "I wouldn't have gone out with you either, I'd be too afraid you'd beat me up."
Jaina punched him playfully. "Let's go."
Zekk nodded, as they headed toward the main hatch. "How are we supposed to recognize this place anyway?"
"Tenil said we couldn't miss it." Jaina replied, stepping out into the barren land of the planet. It was all lava rock, no color, except the brown sky, as far as the eye could see. "He's supposedly the king of SpiceLords."
***TWO HOURS LATER***
"She was right." Zekk mumbled. "We couldn't miss it."
Jaina stared up at the immense palace. It was immense and magnificent, but the harsh storms of the planet had left their marks. In the concrete were niches and holes from lightning striking and rocks flying through the air. Two gaurds stood at the large doors to the place.
"How do we get in?" Zekk asked.
Jaina glanced at him. "Like we always do."
Zekk rolled his eyes. "Of course."
They walked up to the guards, who bristled at their approach. "Do you have an appointment?"
"No." Jaina said flippantly.
"We just want to rent the place." Zekk said.
Jaina chuckled; she was beginning to see her old Zekk coming back from the darkness.
"We don't need an appointment." Zekk said, waving his hand casually.
"Huh?" The human guard asked, his eyes suddenly going out of focus.
"We are expected." Jaina continued, motioning with her hand.
The guards parted, dazedly, but willingly. "Enter." One said.
"Thank you." Zekk mumbled.
"You will be rewarded." Jaina said as she passed them.
The guards smiled. "Yeah. We might get a promotion." One said quietly. "I always wanted to be a cook."
However, by the time he had finished, the two invading Jedi had already gotten deep into the palace. If any natural spice-lord had known that he had two Jedi in his stronghold, he would have sounded the alert and tried to evacuate himself. It was known that once Jedi were pushed to the limit they tended to bring with them total destruction. However, as Jaina and Zekk neared the main audience chamber, the spice-lord let them come.
***Just outside the main audience chamber.***
"I't s been too easy." Zekk whispered into Jaina's ear.
"I know." Jaina whispered back. "But we can't back out now."
Following a small crowd of smugglers, they entered the noisy- and smelly- main audience chamber. Yurric must have taken lessons from Jabba the Hutt. There were dancing girls, endless cups of rum, and loud music.
Quickly, Jaina and Zekk slipped into the shadows. Both of them searched the place for two little dark-haired children that were about seven years old, perhaps one with green eyes? A little girl and a little boy, perhaps with dark brown eyes?
Jaina grabbed Zekk's arm so tight it hurt him and almost made him cry out. "There!"
Near the throne, sitting quietly on the steps with mechanical collars around their small necks, were the twins. They were dressed in fine cloths, and their hair was put up in ornamental jewelry. Zekk watched as they played in the dirt, and felt it as his heart once again recognized the two little stars.
Jaina's voice caught in her throat. "They've grown so much."
Zekk could feel the turmoil in Jaina's heart. Years of separation, and now they were on the other side of the room. Within eyesight, but just out of reach. "Come Jaina." He whispered, walking toward the throne.
Jaina followed silently, brushing past the rowdy courtiers. As they reached the steps of the throne, she made eye contact with her little girl, and noticed that she had dark brown eyes.
However, neither of them noticed the two-dozen guards filing in from all the exits, and quietly surrounding them.
-To Be continued!