Sorry I haven't been able to update lately. A lot has been going on. With work and all. I finished the story awhile ago. I was going to post it little by little. So, here's the second part. Don't forget to review!!!!!!

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I don't know Star Wars. Anya, Sparky, Microff and the Relic are all mine.

Part Two

The Menace of Darth Maul

Chapter 6

The blackness of space surrounded the ship as it traveled. Cold and darkness was everywhere. But inside the ship, nervousness clung to the air.

Sitting in the conference room, Anya was busy going over the information for the mission. In the records she had found, still in the main computer at the temple and what she got from Hoth, she never did found the demands Chancellor Valorum had sent with Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. Before leaving Coruscant, she had made a copy of the demands to add to file "The Battle of Naboo" back home.

Obi-Wan sat across the table, working on a data pad. At first she thought the data pad was information about the mission or a lesson or something from Qui-Gon. But on the second day, she learned that data pad was a secret journal he kept. She discovered the journal when she picked up the wrong datapad. She didn't say anything to Obi-Wan about it. It was his privacy. The journal were thoughts, memories that he had. Memories of a possible future. Whenever Obi-Wan remembered something, he wrote it down. He doesn't understand why he does. He started to keep the journal when Anya, returned. No one knows the journal exists. Not even Qui-Gon.

The Republic cruiser was half a day away from Naboo. They spend most of the time doing some simple exercise. Obi-Wan had started to teach her a simple kara that beginning initiates, just out of the crèche, learned after building his or hers or its lightsaber. The technique was to help the initiates to become comfortable using their saber. During the journey, neither one mentioned anything about Anya's dream or Obi-Wan's memories of the mission. The closer they got to Naboo, the feeling Anya had was growing stronger. Something wasn't right about this. It felt wrong somehow. The dream, the alternate dream she had the night before they left, wasn't helping much.

Anya looked up from her data pad at Obi-Wan. A small grin appeared on her face. Her lover was writing in his journal again. How handsome he looks sitting there. She sat back and watched him. She often wondered what her life would be like without Obi-Wan in it. She reached out with the Force and the grin turned into concern. Anya could feel nervousness rolling off him. She couldn't tell what it was. But she did know Obi-Wan was trying to hide it from her.

"Obi, what's wrong?" she asked. Obi-Wan looked up from the data pad. "You're nervous. It's the mission, isn't?"

"Yeah." Somehow, the man had the feeling he couldn't keep his feelings from her. "It's strange."

"How so?"

"It's like I'm reliving part of my life. But I'm not. My mind is telling me I've done this before. But I know I haven't. The closer we get to the Naboo, this feeling I'm getting, is getting stronger." he exclaimed.

"I know what you mean. I think I got the same feeling. I can't pin point it's location." she said.

They were quite for some time. Anya could sense there was something else troubling the young man, not the feeling he has. Getting up, she went over and took the set next to him.

"There's more. What is it?" she asked.

For a few heartbeats, Obi-Wan appeared younger. The eyes that looked back at her were that of a twelve-year-old boy. As suddenly as it happened, the eyes were that of twenty-five year old Obi-Wan Kenobi, senior padawan and her lover.

"It's hard to get it out of my head. The memories of things to come. Knowing this mission was my last as a padawan and the last mission with Qui-Gon, it's making it hard for me to concentrate." Obi-Wan replied softly.

"Push those memories to the furthest , deepest corner of your mind. And lock them there."

"What if we screw up? And we repeat history?"

"History won't repeat itself. Dad, Valin, Jaina, Microft, and I will see to it it won't." Anya said sternly. "As to your last mission as a padawan, how do you know you weren't already going to take the trails?" The man shrugged his shoulders. "Qui-Gon believes in you. If he says you're ready, then you're ready. You trust him, don't you?"

"Of course I trust him! I trust him with my life! Even if he thinks I'm ready, which I am not, then. . . ." Obi-Wan's voice trailed off.

"He will be there for you during your trials and your Knighting ceremony." the Knight added softly. "History is already changing."

"How so?"

"Qui-Gon's alive. And he will be for sometime to come." Anya leaned over and kissed his check. "Now, back to the present, what are you working on?"

Obi-Wan hesitated before answering. He didn't want her knowing of the journal. He was finding it harder to keep anything from Anya for a long time. Perhaps if she knew, it would lift the off feeling he gets from the memories or visions as he calls them. "It's a journal. Whenever I remember something about the future, I write it down. I don't know why I do it." He shrugged his shoulders. "Like I said, I can't get the images out of my head."

Anya laid a hand gently on his arm. She couldn't think of anything to say. She had an understanding of what he was going through. The nightmares will sometimes drive her crazy. The nightmares were the past. But for Obi-Wan, the images are a possible future, for him, but the past for her.

"Concentrate on the here and now. Be mindful of the future. But not that future."

The padawan nodded his head. Leaning over, their lips met.

The vibrations of a ship exiting hyperspace was the only clue Anya and Obi-Wan had. They have arrived at Naboo. Dressing quickly, they hurried to the bridge. By the time they reached the bridge, the Trade Federation was haling them. An image of a Neimoidian appeared on the view screen. The image belonged to the Trade Federation Viceroy, Nut Gunray. The captain was already trying to get permission to dock at the main battleship.

"Captain," Anya said standing behind the copilot.

"Yes, ma'am?"

"Tell him we wish to board at once."

The Captain turned back to the view screen and reactivated the communit. "With all do respect. The Ambassadors to the Supreme Chancellor wish to board immediately."

"Of course. As you know, our blockade is completely legal. We will be happy to receive the Ambassadors."

With that, the view screen went blank. Obi-Wan glanced over at Anya and found her glancing back at him. They saw in each other's eyes, the same thought. Something was going on. Even though they know what it is, it still didn't stop the feeling. The Trade Federation battleship was getting larger as they approached. If things repeat itself, the viceroy will try to kill them and blow up the ship. But if the ship isn't blown up, then maybe they can escape.

"Captain,"

"Yes?"

"When we leave the ship, raise the shields and if the Federation attempts something, leave." the Jedi Knight said.

"What about you?" the captain asked.

"Don't worry. Once you're safe, contact Chancellor Valorum and the Jedi Council and tell them what happened."

"Yes, ma'am." The captain knew when not to argue with a Jedi.

Anya and Obi-Wan headed back to the hatch and waited until they had landed.

The captain of the cruiser was checking the systems. As instructed by the Jedi Knight, she raised the shields once the Jedi was off. Both her and the co-pilot would glance around the hanger bay, nervously. Nothing looked out of the ordinary.

Then all of a sudden, a laser cannon lowered from the ceiling and aimed at them.

"Captain!"

The cannon fired and the laser bounced off the shields.

"We're getting out of here." the captain said.

"What about the Jedi?" the other asked.

"We have an order." she snapped as she turned the ship around.

The cruiser cleared the docking bay and was heading for open space. A tracker beam grabbed hold of them. One of the ship's cannon repeatedly fired, weakening the shields. The captain and co-pilot did everything they cold to brake free. Finally the shields gave out and the cruiser exploded.

Sitting in the conferences room, Anya and Obi-Wan sensed the explosion. Senses alert, the two had their lightsabers activated.

"What was that?" Obi-Wan asked.

Anya stretched out with the Force and found the emptied void where their ship was. "Our ship."

"Great. Here we go again." Obi-Wan mumbled.

Smoke began to fill the room. The Jedi noticed the birds by the door, fell over dead.

"Gas."

They braced themselves as the door opened. They waited until TC-14 was gone before they attacked.

A blaze of light sparked as the Jedi rushed to the bridge. The bridge watch with nervousness as the Jedi battled the droids.

"Have you ever encounter a Jedi Knight before?" Rune Hacko asked softly.

"Well, no." Gunray replied. "Close the doors!"

As Obi-Wan defected the shots back at the droids, Anya went after the bridge. The doors closed in her face. Slamming the white blade into the medal doors, she started to cut her way in. Two more droids ran down the corridor before them. Using the Force, Obi-Wan Force pushed them up against the bulkhead.

"We will not survive this." Hacko said pointing to the door.

Anya finished the cut. The middle of the door fell in. She could see the viceroy standing there, horrified.

"Close the blast doors!"

Before she was able to move forward, the blast doors slammed shut. She could hear the locking mechanism clicking. Precise time was ticking by. Using the Force, Anya activated the secret mechanism in the hilt. The third crystal fell into place and the blade turned to a maroonish color. The blade extended another four inches and the power doubled, slamming the blade up to the hilt, she started to melt away the door.

"That should hold them." Gunway said.

"Don't underestimate the Jedi."

As quickly as it started, the blast doors were melting away. In near seconds, Anya made a hole big enough to slip her head through.

"This is impossible!" the viceroy cried.

All Anya needed was another few seconds and they would be able to board the bridge.

"Where are those droid decards?"

Destroyer droids? She knew how deadly destroyer droids were. There would be no way Obi-Wan would be able to handle them alone. Which means she must abandon her attack on the doors. They were so close to getting onto the bridge.

Down the corridor, two destroyer droids rolled around a corner. Dread filled Obi-Wan the moment the destroyer droids appeared. He knew they were going to have to run.

"Destroyers!" he shouted over his shoulder.

"There's no way we can defeat them. And you can't handle them alone." Anya said arriving by his side, lightsaber ready.

"Keep on the door. I'll handle them."

The hole was almost big enough to crawl through. The destroyer droids came to a stop and uncurled themselves. The two droids began to fire. A shield bubble formed around them.

"Shields." Anya said it as a curse.

"We can't defeat them. Lets go." Obi-Wan said.

Using the Force enhanced speed; they ran down the corridor on the left. The destroyer droids kept firing as they tried to follow. A good distance from the droids, Obi-Wan stopped. Next to them was a ventilation shaft opening. Removing the grate over the opening, the two Jedi crawled inside.

They followed the shaft, lead by the Force, to the hanger bay. Quietly, they dropped to the floor and hide behind several cargo boxes.

"It's an invasion army." Anya said.

"Here we go." Obi-Wan muttered.

"We have to warn the queen."

"By the time we get to Theed, the queen will already be captured." the young man stated.

"Do you want to go back? I think our friends the destroyer droids would be happy to see us." she replied giving her love a grin.

"No. Hide on board different ships and meet down on the surface."

When the lights came back on, a sea creature loomed before them. It's huge mouth opening to swallow them. Pulling back on the steering controls, Obi-Wan brought the craft up over it's head, just missing a sharp tooth.

The Gungan, Jar Jar Binks, threw his arms up in the air horrified as Obi-Wan maneuvered away from the creature. Using the Force, Anya told Jar Jar to take a nap. When the Gungan fell asleep and they were heading down an outcropping, the young man relaxed a bit.

"I think we over did it." Anya stated.

"Tell me about it."

Obi-Wan dodged the sharp teeth that suddenly appeared. The creature was about ready to eat them for his launch. They made it safely into the alcove. Anya could sense something was bothering her lover. Moving closer, she leaned in between the seats.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"The mission. Everything is repeating itself. The actions, the words. You're gotten father then Qui-Gon with the bridge doors. Something doesn't seem right here. A bad feeling." explained the young man.

"You know better then I do about this mission.'

"I've been trying not to think on what I remember. The feeling I had earlier, is getting stronger. There is diffidently something wrong here."

"Concentrate, here and now. A Jedi must stay focus." Anya said personating Yoda. Obi-Wan chuckled at the bad imitation of the little green master. "But keep an eye on the bad feeling. I know I will." The other glanced over at her. "The feeling I have is also getting stronger."

"We better be careful," said the padawan.

A noise from the other seat called their attention. Jar Jar was waking up from the Force suggested nap.

"Wesa live?' Jar Jar asked looking around.

Up head, bright light lit the end of the alcove. And just beyond that, Theed Palace.

//Hang on. It gets a little bumpy from here.// Obi-Wan thought.

//Here we go.// Anya sent back.

//Let the fun begin.//