4

Obi-wan watched as the ship lurched out of hyperspace, the large blue planet of Corellia bursting into place in the viewport. It slowly and silently twirled. If Obi-Wan had not been privy to what his mission was, the planet's colors would have calmed him. Given the mission, it did the opposite. He always had a thin layer of cold sweat across his brow when he went on missions. After almost twenty years he had yet to defeat the nervousness. He took a long and deep sigh, comforting himself thatno matter what happened, it was the will of the force.

To his right, Anakin sat with a thin smile on his face. The same one that always appeared in situations like this. Obi-Wan, in years prior, had warned Anakin for wanting to be in such situations, but had slowly come to realize that it was simply in Anakin's nature. The man's life revolved around adventure.

"Afe has informed the Jedi Council, and we're waiting for Corellia's compliance," Obi-Wan stated as he leaned forward inspecting the control panel. "It shouldn't be long."

"Do you think that Luke and Leia are prepared for something like this?" Anakin asked, reading deeply into his former Master's eyes.

Obi-Wan leaned back and sighed. "I think we should leave the offensive strike up to them and Afe. Both Luke and Leia can hold their own against opposition."

"I know, Master. But something isn't right about this mission. There is a disturbance in the force."

Obi-Wan laid a warm hand onhis shoulder. "We will be within reach if anything grows out of hand. Afe will keep them well protected."

Anakin truly trusted his Master's advice. His worries about the mission had almost faded away, save for the disturbance in the force. That section still plagued him.

Ollo sat deep in meditation within his personal chambers. He noticed nothing around him, including the two guards that stood at the doorway. He floated between time and space, peering into countless doorways of long forgotten events. Suddenly, upon opening a door, he saw two Jedi coming for him. Their faces were vaguely familiar. Blurred and distorted, he didn't run from them, but gazed on in curiosity as the two blue blades of blue grew in size. He couldn't differentiate whether this vision was the future or past. As the two figures came closer, he realized who they were. It was Skywalker and Kenobi.

He shook the headache from his mind, and stood.

"Guards," He stated with an almost tangible amount of panic. "Ready my ship."

The two guards didn't ask questions. They knew that if they did, Ollo's reply would be a laser blast through their skulls. Fear was what kept the ring in order.

As the guards disappeared into the corridors, Ollo quickly made his way to the underground testing room to retrieve his toys. It was time to see if they worked.

The Constantium landed at a dock on the outskirts of one of Corellia's cities. As the crew of Jedi made their way down the loading ramp, they came upon five roller-bikes. Anakin had never seen a craft such as this. Each bike was similar in shape to a swoop, but instead of being suspended entirely by repulsors, a single large wheel was placed at the rear, leaving only the front air foil to be lifted. It was obviously constructed for rough terrain.

A human male stood by the line of bikes, smiling. "Compliments of the Corellian Senators." He bowed low.

All five Jedi smiled, but Luke and Anakin's were far more wide.

As the other four were testing out the bike's, Obi-Wan took a moment to talk to the Corellian.

"I'd like to personally thank you for the supplies, Mister?"

The man quickly caught the question. "Morwe. You can call me Morwe. I am one of many representatives for our honorable Senators."

Obi-Wan cut quickly to the issue. "Morwe, I'd like to ask you a question."

"Certainly."

"Do you have any idea who the leader of this spice ring is?"

An expression of panic rolled across the man's face. It seemed that he was afraid to even mention the name of the leader. "Our investigations have come up with the name, 'Ollo', repeatedly."

He paused. "So as far as we know, that is the leader. But I must tell you that we haven't found much."

Obi-Wan smiled. "Don't worry, friend. We will soon resolve this matter."

The man once again bowed low. "I can only wish you luck, Master Jedi."

Obi-Wan requited his bow. "Thank you for your assistance."

Behind him, Anakin revved the engine and grinned. Everyone except Obi-Wan seemed to love the idea of the speeder bikes. With a final sigh, he straddled his designated bike, and powered on the repulsors.

Afe took one final look at the coordinates on her datapad, and fired her engines.

In a matter of seconds, all five speeder bikes shot out of the hangar into the stone paved Corellian streets.