The Menace of Darth Maul
This is my first Star Wars fic. This was part of a series I had come up with. But for some reason, the idea for this story wouldn't get out of my head. Some parts maybe rated R do to content. But mostly it'll PG13. Let me know what you think.
I don't known any of the Star Wars characters. But Anya, Microft, Selin, Mallory, He'fy, Sparky, and the Relic are mine creations. If you want to use them, must get permission first.
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Part One
Visions
Chapter 1
As the night air filtered in through the slight opened window, the warm air couldn't stand up to the chill that had wrapped itself around the small room. Even the noise from the evening Coruscant traffic outside, couldn't penetrate the chill.
The night had brought darkness. With the darkness, brought nightmares. Nightmares of possible futures? Or just an ordinary nightmare? But this darkness brought the foreshadowing of a event to come. . .
As the electric gate separating Qui-Gon from the Sith opened, the Jedi was up and fighting the dark warrior in a split second. The moment the electric wall blocking Obi-Wan opened, the young man rushed down the corridor to help his master. But just as he reached the last gate, it closed. He slid to a stop just in time from hitting the deadly electrical wall.
In the Melting Pit, Qui-Gon tiredly battled the black, red, horned Sith. Obi-Wan stood frustrated on the other side of the gate. There wasn't much he could do, except watch the battle between his master and the dark warrior. Suddenly, the Sith caught Qui-Gon off guard. He used the handle of his lightsaber to hit Qui-Gon in the chin and run the red blade through him. Obi-Wan watched helplessly as his master fell to his knees with stunned expression, and then to a heap on the floor.
"Noooooo!"
With a jolt, Anya Skywalker sat up in her bed. Small forms of sweat droplets rolled down her face. Her heart racing. Her breath escaped in gaps as she focused on the here and now. She used the Force to quite her breathing and racing heart. After taking several deep breaths and exhaling slowly, she was calmed. Using the heals of her hands, she covered her eyes.
It was the same dream. Just like the nights of the past week. The same dream according every night. No. Not just a dream. The future. An event that changed so much.
Anya can still see the red blade slicing through Qui-Gon. Qui-Gon. The event was the dual between Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan and the Sith warrior, Darth Maul, during The Battle of the Naboo. Upon Qui-Gon's dying wish, Obi-Wan promised to train Anakin Skywalker. That event, Qui-Gon's death, Anya was hoping. . . trying to change.
Ever since Anya found the records from the old Jedi Temple on Coruscant, she secretly wished if she could go back in time, she would make sure Qui-Gon lived and train Anakin. If the Jedi master trained him, maybe he wouldn't have turned. But what Anya didn't know was that her wish would be granted.
Three months ago, on the way back to Yavin 4 from a mission, the Relic was ripped out of hyperspace right in the middle of a squadron of Borlong starfighters. They were able to take out six fighters before one of the fighters created a wormhole and jumped through it. The Relic got caught in the gravity well of the hole and was sucked through.
Luke Skywalker, Jaina Solo Fel, Valin Horn, Microft Conrollie, and Anya arrived three months before The Battle of Naboo. Traveling through the wormhole, the Relic received server damage. With no hyperdrive and sub-light engines about ready to die, they limped towards the nearest planet. They were able to make it to Malastare just in time. As the group was trying to fine a place to stay, a gang ambushed them. The gang was a bunch of thieves looking to score big. During the small skirmish, Obi-Wan Kenobi and Qui-Gon Jinn appeared and helped them out. Both Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon remembered Anya. It turned out they arrived two years after Anya left the last time. The two took them back to the Jedi Temple. There, they were accepted in and given false histories to cover up their sudden arrival. The histories were as close to the truth as possible.
Since arriving, Anya made the decision to save Qui-Gon from his untimely death. Which means, she'll have to go. She knew what had taken place through reports and personal journals. The only thing standing in her way was the Jedi Council. She must have the council permission to go on the mission. And if she figured right, Chancellor Valorum would be approaching the council the day after tomorrow.
Taking another deep breath, Anya laid back down. She stared up at the ceiling. There must be a way to stop Qui-Gon from going. The only way is to go herself. The older Jedi knew of his death. Obi-Wan had a dream of it. But would it stop Qui-Gon from going?
Rolling onto her side, she shut her eyes as she tried to fall back asleep. Tomorrow, she'll have to speak to the council. And hope they would not send Qui-Gon.
The dinning hall was crowded as students and masters gathered for the morning meal. Obi-Wan Kenobi sat alone at an empty table. He was waiting for Anya to join him. He just sat down with his food when he heard one of the Knights at the table behind him mention Anya's name. He couldn't help ease drop.
"You're still sore that Anya Skywalker beat you in the final round of the computation." a female voice said.
Obi-Wan knew that voice. There was no one else in the Temple with an ascent like her. Padawan Mi Chun. Mi was two grades down from him. She was one of the best swimmers in the Temple. Next to his best friend, Bant. He couldn't help himself for smiling at the subject of the conversation.
Since appearing two years ago, Anya made an impression on everyone. She was well liked by almost everyone. She made a lot of friends. She also had stolen Obi-Wan's heart. He had fallen in love with her. And after two years, he was still in lover with her. Before returning to her own time, he told her of his feelings. She whispered something in he ear, kissed him on the cheek and left. The words she had whispered, Obi-Wan cherished. He had never told anyone, not even Qui-Gon, of what she said. And no one asked.
Now that she was back, he felt his life was complete. He was happy and in love. Everyone in the Temple knew of Obi-Wan and Anya's relationship and that they were lovers. But neither one cared. All Obi-Wan cared about was that his Anya was back and loving him too.
His thoughts were pulled back to the conversation at the table behind him. The Knight who Mi was talking to was Drek Helb. Drek had always thought he was better then everyone else when it came to fighting with a lightsaber. He had to win at everything and hated to lose. No matter what it was. That was one bad habit the masters couldn't brake him of.
The Computation was held each year during the Annual Festival. Every year, the council throws the festival to give everyone a brake and a chance to rewind and relax. The computation is made up of five divisions. The Padawan, Knight, Master, Pair, and Kata. The Padawan, Knight and Master can only compete in their divisions. The Pair and Kata divisions are opened to everyone. The winners in the Knight and Master division go on to compete each other. This, the KM match, as everyone calls it, has always been the highlight of the computation. For the past four years, Obi-Wan has been the winner in the Padawan division. The temple can't wait to see what happens when he becomes a knight. Some are saying that he will win the Knight division and the KM match. And that he will probably have to fight his master, who has won last year's computation. Both master and padawan were the favorites to win this year's computation.
"I still like to know how to do that move she did. I never have seen a move like that before." Drek said.
In the final match of the Knight division, Drek was up agenst Anya. It was a surprising up-set. No one had thought Anya would make it that far. Drek had swung low her feet with his violet blade. Anya somersaulted over his head and landed a short distance away. With a surprise move, she flung her saber at him and the white blade knocked his saber from his hand. The lightsaber flew several yards away. Before he could recall the lightsaber back to his hand, Anya was already pointing the tip of her blade at his chest. End of match. Drek was mad that he had lost. Especially to a new comer. The past four years, Drek has been the winner. Only one out of those four years, has he won the KM match. The only reason he even won was that he was able to slip in a surprise attack on him opponent. And that he knew the master's weak spot. Anya went on to challenge Master Zirel. In another surprising up-set, Anya won. Several times she used her special move to finally defeat Zirel.
"She's good." someone else said. The voice didn't sound familiar to Obi-Wan.
"She just got lucky.' Drek said.
"Give it up, Drek. Did it ever accrued to you that maybe she was better they you? You win at everything." This new voice belonged to a Padawan. Obi-Wan didn't know her name. He had seen her around the temple several times.
"She is good. I'll give her that much. She just got lucky. Waite until next year." The group was quite for several seconds before Drek spoke again. "I wonder what else she's good at?"
"For get it. I know what you're thinking." Mi said.
"What am I thinking?"
"There is no way she would possible go out with you."
"That was one of the things I was thinking. I wondered if she would out with me?" Drek asked more to himself then to the group. His other three companions laughed. "What's do funny?"
"Anya Skywalker, dating you?" the unknown voice said.
"So? There's nothing wrong for a Knight and a Padawan to date. And since we're both Knights, there shouldn't be any problems."
"She's in a totally different class then you. The council respects her! She gets to do what she wants. She is also helping teach history to the initiates." Mi said.
"What are you talking about, Mi?" the padawan asked her.
"Since I work in the records, I have access to everything. Anya had a degree from the University of Coruscant in history, archeology and medicine. At fifteen, she was the youngest person to ever to attend. She became a Knight when she was twenty-one." explained Mi.
"Twenty-one?" the unknown voice exclaimed.
"Yup. Plus, both of her parents are master and her mother also works for Republic Intelligence."
"Who's her father?"
"Master Luke Skywalker."
Drek ground. "Isn't he on the council?"
"No. But I did overhear Master Windu and Master Twoke talking. From what I could hear, the council is thinking of asking him to join them when Master Tiin take a leave of absence to train his new padawan." said Mi.
"So what if her father is a Jedi Master." Drek said.
"Um. . . Drek, there is another reason. She's seeing Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi. Master Qui-Gon Jinn's padawan."
Drek's jaw dropped opened. "You're kidding?"
Mi shook her head. "I'm surprised you didn't know. Everyone in the temple knows about them being lovers."
Obi-Wan's smile brightened. He bent his head to stare at his food, so no one would see his face.
"I didn't know that. Of course, I haven't been around much. I like to know how he got so lucky?"
"If you want to go after her, you'll have to go through Obi-Wan to get her." the padawan said.
The group was quite again as they finished up their meal. It was the unknown voice that broke the silence. "Speaking of Anya, here she comes."
Obi-Wan looked up to see Anya walking towards him. As she got closer, he could tell something was wrong. He reached out through the Force and felt she was nervous about something.
"You okay?" he asked as she sat down across from him.
"I'm fine. I just didn't sleep good last night." she answered.
"You just missed me, that's all." Obi-Wan said with a grin. Anya shook her head and grinned. "Are you sure you didn't miss me? All week you haven't been sleeping well. And it's been a week since we were together."
She debated if she should tell him about the dream. If he learned she was planning to ask the council to send her instead of Qui-Gon, he might say something to him. "I just had a bad dream."
"You want to talk about it?"
"Maybe later." she said.
"Something else is troubling you besides a dream. What is it?" he asked taking her hand.
Anya could hear the concern in his voice. He worries about her. She hesitated before speaking. "The dream had someone dying. A good friend."
"Is this friend dead now?"
"Yes and no. I don't want to talk about it anymore."
"You sure?"
"Yes. I want to forget about it for awhile."
Obi-Wan understood her wishes and agreed not to bring it up. Through the Force, it told Obi-Wan, Anya wasn't telling him the truth. And the friend she was talking about was close to him. But who could it be? The only ones who it could possibly be were Bant, Reeft, Garen Muln, Siri, and Qui-Gon. This was something he was going have to meditate on.
Anya hurried down the hall towards the turbolift. She was going to be late for her advanced philosophy class. Between training and other classes, she did some research on The Battle of the Naboo from the files she had taken from the Relic's computer. And she was right. According to the mission logs, Chancellor Valorum would be approaching the council the day after tomorrow. The next morning, Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan left Coruscant on a Republic cruiser. Not realizing what the time was, she had grabbed her data pads and left.
She was hoping to be able to bump into either Mace Windu or Yoda. But with the busy schedulable, she did not. Getting off the turbolift, she spotted Master Mace Windu talking to another master. She hurried over to the senior council member just as the other master left. Windu was about to start towards the lifts when he saw Anya stepping up to him.
"Knight Skywalker, what can I do for you?" he asked.
Anya gave a slight bow. "Master Windu, I need to talk to the council."
"The council? Why?" the dark skinned master asked.
"The Battle of Naboo."
Windu was quite. He knew what she was talking about. The Battle of Naboo was where the Sith revealed themselves, Anakin Skywalker was discovered and Qui-Gon Jinn was killed. "Tomorrow morning. I'll let you know when later."
"Thank you."
"Aren't you suppose to be in advanced philosophy class?" the master asked.
"Yes, sir. I'm on my way."
Anya bowed and hurried off. Windu turned to watch her go. So, the Naboo mission was approaching. He wondered if history will repeat itself or will it change? Ever since Anya and Taraya first appeared, some minor things had changed. One big change was that he could remember things that won't happen for another five years. One thing that did get to him was he remembers his own death. Everyone on the council, Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan remembers what will happen tomorrow. Could it have something to do with Anya, Luke, Microft, Jaina and Valin being here? Both Yoda and Obi-Wan remembers training Luke. What was going on? Why are they remembering things that haven't happened yet? That was something the council was trying to figure out.
Turning, Windu hurried to the council chambers. The council must know of this development. When ever the five know something that was going to happen or anything important, the council wanted to know immediately. And this they needed to know.
Obi-Wan stood outside the door to his advance philosophy class, waiting for Anya. The two of them were in the same class. The class was made up mostly of Padawans. There were some that were Knights. For some reason or another, the Knights didn't attend the class while they were still padawans. Each student in the temple must take the class. Anya and Microft were made to take the classes like everyone else. The only class Anya didn't have to take was any of the history classes. Since she had a degree in history and archeology, the council didn't see any reason for it. But instead, she helps teach the initiates.
Anya has never been late for advanced philosophy. As much as they would like too. Master Miko Gore, one of Qui-Gon's friends, taught the class. Qui-Gon would know if Obi-Wan skipped class. The young man started pausing back and forth as other classmates started filing into the room. From what he could tell, there was nothing wrong except for the dream she has been having. Maybe she went to speak with one of the healers or Luke or even Master Yoda.
Another thought crossed his mind. The last time Anya was late for History of the Republic, the two to them sneaked off to one of the gardens in the Tower of Light. The thought brought a smile to Obi-Wan's face. They had just entered the physical part of their relationship. Obi-Wan had never been so happy in his life. The two of them wanted to go somewhere privet. They couldn't go back to Obi-Wan's quarters because Qui-Gon was down with a broken leg. And Anya's quarters were being shared with Jaina until her quarters were repaired. Jaina's and several other quarters in the hall were flooded when a water line busted. That was the first and last time they did something like that.
Anya wouldn't do that. He couldn't picture her with someone else. She loved him. They loved each other deeply. They hated it when they were part. Jaina had told him in private that she had never seen Anya this happy before. Not even when she was seeing Mallory. Except when she was at school. But that didn't count. After arriving, she had told her cousin that she had never felt this way towards anyone. Not even Mallory. And besides, Jaina, Microft, Qui-Gon, Luke, Valin and Yoda would tare her apart is she was caught with someone else.
Obi-Wan glanced down the hall towards the lifts and saw Anya talking to Master Windu. The senior council member seemed troubled by something she had said. She bowed and walked away.
"You're almost late." Obi-Wan said as Anya joined him.
"I know. I was doing some research and I almost forgot about the time." Anya said.
"Was there something wrong?"
"What do you mean?"
"I noticed you were talking to Master Windu."
"That's nothing." she said waving her hand to dismiss it.
Nodding his head, they stepped into the room. Obi-Wan's thoughts weren't on the day's lesson. He was concern. More worried then concern. Why was Anya lying? Did she knew something that he didn't? Could there be an event coming up that was big enough to had troubled Master Windu? What ever it was, Obi-Wan had a feeling it would reveal itself.
The bright afternoon sun lit the council chambers. The twelve council members sat in the semi-circle of chairs. Mace Windu sat forward with his elbows on his knees. The senior councilor was still troubled. Each member could sense something was troubling the dark skinned Jedi.
"Ayna Skywalker wishes to speak to us." Windu announced.
"Problem there is?" Yaddle asked.
"The Battle of Naboo."
The chamber was filled with low murmurs. The council members glanced at each other. The council was aware of the battle. After Obi-Wan had seen Qui-Gon's death and it was confirmed by Anya, they had her explain what happened. That mission started the downfall the Jedi Knights. And their own deaths as well.
"Did Skywalker say anything else?" Adi Gallia asked.
"No. She just said The Battle of Naboo."
"The Trade Federation had already formed a blockade around Naboo." Even Piell said.
"Tomorrow morning she'll speak. Call an emergency meeting we will." Yoda spoke up for the first time. "Warn us she is. Listen we must. Know the future she does."
The little green master looked up at Windu to see the other staring down at him. Indeed she was warning them. Hopefully the warning Yoda was sensing would change the future.
The Meditation Garden was quite and peaceful. Qui-Gon Jinn sat in his usual spot when he went there to meditate. The garden was always full of life and burned brightly in the Force. It seemed like the place where one is troubled by something and need peace and quite to figure out the solution. This was no different for Qui-Gon.
The garden holds special memories for him. The memories weren't his. These memories belonged to Obi-Wan. Most of the recent memories involved a red hair, blue-green eye Knight from the future. Over fifty years in the future.
It was in this every garden they had discovered Anya's body. They were leaving after a training exercise when the young man found her. Anya was unresponsive and barely breathing. They took her to the healers. There, Windu and Yoda introduced them to Taraya Eldorm Vonell and Anya Skywalker. Anya's departcher happened here also. When ever Qui-Gon closed his eyes, and thinks of that day, two years ago, he can still see the heart breaking good-bye between Obi-Wan and Anya. Later that same day, he found Obi-Wan in the garden. It was then that Obi-Wan came out and told him that he was in love with her. It was also in this garden that the boy told her of his feelings. And vice versa.
It wasn't the memories that had been nagging at him. Something else was bothering him. For the past week, the nagging feeling got stronger. He had gone to the garden to mediate and hopefully learn the source of the feeling. He emerged himself deep within the Force. Images flashed before his eyes. Images of the past. Old feelings swelled up inside him. He pushed the feelings aside.
An image of himself and Obi-Wan standing in the council chamber with Chancellor Valorum. He could see Valorum speaking but couldn't hear the words. The image flashed to a different one. He and his padawan were on a Republic cruiser, heading towards a Trade Federation battler ship, which was orbiting. . .
Naboo!
The Naboo mission was approaching. If memory services him right, Valorum would be asking the council to send a couple of Jedi to the Trade Federation with his demands. While on that mission, he finds Anakin Skywalker, learns the Sith is back and his death.
The Force must be telling him of the impending mission. Will the council be sending him and Obi-Wan? The council must know. Surely Anya or Luke warned them. The nagging subsided a bit. Will history repeat itself? Or will the future change?
The door to Anya's quarters slide opened. The small quarters were on the fifth floor. Most of the wing was made up of Knights. Jaina, Valin, Microft, and herself had their quarters on the same floor. Valin was across the hall and five doors down. Both Jaina and Microft were in a different hallway.
Obi-Wan followed her into the common room. As she went to the kitchen, he noticed the light for new messages was flashing on the communit. "You have three new messages!" he called to her as he went over to the unit.
"Can you please open them for me?" her voice called back.
"Sure."
The first message was from Microft. He wanted her to know he would have to cancel their date next week. He will be gone for three months.
Obi-Wan smiled. If he didn't know what Microft was talking about, he would be jealous and up-set. Anya and Microft were going to attend the Crystal Festival on the southern continent. Even in the future, they would try to go every year. It was one thing Emperor Palpatine didn't end. Qui-Gon mentioned something about them going this year.
The second message was from Luke. He needed to speak with her. But the final message sparked an interest. It was from Mace Windu.
The council has agreed to hear you. They are holding an emergency
meeting tomorrow before morning meal.
Master Windu
Anya came out of the kitchen and went over to see her messages. When she got close enough, she could see the message from Windu. Obi-Wan turned to face her with a puzzled expression.
"The council? Why do you need to speak to the council for?" he asked.
"Something." She moved pasted him to turn off the message retriever.
"What's going on, Anya? You're hiding something. Is it something I'm suppose to know? Does it have something to do with me or Qui-Gon?"
"Obi-Wan, I'll tell you later. You must trust me."
"Why can't you explain now?"
"I'm going to be late for history. I'll see you later." She kissed him. "Close the door behind you if you leave."
Obi-Wan stood there and watched her leave. Why can't she tell me? Does it have to do with me? He didn't know the answer. What was going on?
The computer brought up events that were happening all over the Republic. Civil wars, minor skirmishes with pirates, smugglers, the latest winners in pod racing and when the next match would be and where, and news from the Senate. But there was one event that stood out among the rest.
The Trade Federation continues to blockade the planet of Naboo.
The Senate and the Federation has not come to an agreement.
Without reading the rest, Qui-Gon turned off the computer. His feelings were correct. The Naboo mission was approaching. If events stay the same, then that means. . .
Qui-Gon couldn't finish the thought. He didn't want to think about the mission. Maybe things would turn out differently this time. Who said he and Obi-Wan would be given the mission?
Obi-Wan must know. If they were to go to Naboo and relive that hellish assignment, then they must be ready. He reached over to activate the comm.
"Obi-Wan?" he called into the unit.
"Yes, master?"
"Something important came up. Where are you?"
"Anya's quarters." Came the replay.
Anya? Perfect. Now he won't have to find her. "Is she there?"
"No. She's at her history class. Class should be over in fifteen minutes." Obi-Wan replied.
Good. "I'm on my way."
Before Obi-Wan could utter another word, Qui-Gon turned the comm off. He grabbed his robe and left. He had a feeling she had some answers.
On his way to the turbolift, he ran into Luke. The two nearly collided into each other. Luke was busy reading a data pad.
"Sorry, Luke. I'm kind of in a hurry." Qui-Gon said.
"What ever it is, it must be important." Luke replied.
"I need to speak to Obi-Wan and Anya."
"You too? I've been trying to reach her all afternoon. Her commlink is turned off."
"Something major is going to happen in the next several days. I believe she holds some answers." Qui-Gon said.
"I have the feeling we're talking about the same thing." Luke guessed.
Qui-Gon nodded his head. "Obi-Wan said Anya's history class will be over in ten minutes."
"Lets go then."
The two Jedi masters hurried onto the turbolift and headed to the fifth floor.
To Be Continue. . . .
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