Title: A Vision of Truth
Author: Ruyn-WolfLynn @alloymail.com
Time Frame: Obi-Wan is 14
Spoilers: None that I can think of…unless you haven't read any of the JA books then yes there are some ^_^.
Rating: PG- there is some violence but nothing major.
Summary: Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are sent to a strange planet. They return hurt and tired but their mission was a success…or was it? Can a dream really for tell the future? Does more trouble await them? And if so from where?
Disclaimer: Do I look like a George to you? Well at least I don't have the beard or the male factor hehehe. Anyway, I don't own Obi-Wan or Qui-Gon or that cute little Yoda, but all the other characters are happily mine….or at least I hope they are *scratches head* Read and Enjoy and PLEASE review!!!
A Vision of Truth
Part Four
" Master, what time did Master Yoda say he would contact you again?"
" Some time in the evening." Qui -Gon looked at the clock on the wall of his room. It was now six thirty. The escort pod would be there to take them to the Ambassador in fifteen minutes. If Yoda didn't call before then Qui-Gon might miss him. He was going to take the communicator with him but he couldn't risk answering it while he was in the Imperial Hall. Suddenly a load beeping noise could be heard coming from Qui-Gon's utility belt. He reached into a pocket and took out the small com-unit. Yoda's image appeared in front of him. The Jedi Master did not look happy. Qui- Gon swallowed, he knew he wasn't going to like what Yoda had to say.
"Bad news I bring. Decided the council has that nothing is to be done."
" But Master, surely the council sees the seriousness of the situation."
" Yes Qui-Gon Jinn they do, but can do nothing unless proof is found."
" But-"
" Sorry I am Qui-Gon but there is nothing I can do. Find out what this special cargo is then we will talk further."
The signal went dead and Qui-Gon put the com-unit away. He turned to find Obi-Wan giving him an I told you so expression. Qui-Gon frowned. He couldn't do much of anything without the council's consent. Although, Yoda had said to find out what the special cargo was. Perhaps…
An abrupt knocking on the door interrupted Qui-Gon's thoughts. Obi-Wan went to answer it. The bell boy who had told them where their rooms were now stood at the door. "Um… excuse me sir but the escort pod is here for you."
" Thank you."
Obi-Wan slipped three credits into the boys hand and closed the door. "Master--"
" I know, we mustn't keep the Ambassador waiting."
" Yes Master."
Qui-Gon walked down to the escort pod and climbed in. Obi-Wan followed and both sat quietly during the ride to the Ambassador's Imperial Hall. After a few minutes the pod stopped in front of grand building that seemed to be made purely of silver. It reached into the heavens in the shape of a pyramid. Obi-Wan did not recognize the building from his last encounter with the Ambassador.
" Master, I do not remember meeting the Ambassador in such a grand place as this."
" We didn't my Padawan, we met in the city's lecture hall. The Ambassador had not wanted to hold the negations in the Imperial Hall for fear if a fight broke out the Hall would be damaged."
"Sounds arrogant."
" Perhaps, but he was right, a fight did brake out."
" I remember that well enough."
Qui-Gon smiled, Obi-Wan always managed to have a sense of humor, even at the most serious of situations. They walked up the mighty looking stair case leading up to the gigantic building. A guard stood waiting for them.
" Follow me please."
Obi-Wan walked slowly behind Qui-Gon. The hallways of the Imperial Hall looked strangely familiar to him, but he couldn't figure out why. The Hall itself was like a maze, each corridor had multiple doors to choose from; all of which lead to more corridors. After what seemed like hours, the guard finally began leading them down a long hallway with only one door all the way at the end. Obi-Wan froze. One door? Now why does that seem so familiar to me? Obi-Wan closed his eyes and concentrated. He had seen all this before but where---My dream!
Obi-Wan's eyes flew open. He looked franticly about the hallway. Sure enough, all the statues and rich furnishings were exactly the way he had seen them in his dream. Obi-Wan couldn't believe what he was seeing. What does it mean? Obi-Wan closed his eyes and reached out to the force. There has to be a meaning for all this, but what?
" Obi-Wan?"
Obi-Wan opened his eyes. Qui-Gon was studying him, concern creasing his forehead. "Yes Master?"
" Is everything alright?"
" Yes Master."
Qui-Gon raised his eye brows. He doubted everything was alright, but now wasn't the time to discuss it. He gave Obi-Wan an expression that read, We'll talk about this later, then motioned for Obi-Wan to hurry up. Obi- Wan walked quickly to his side and Qui-Gon looked into the boys eyes. There was a shadow over them he didn't like, but the Ambassador was waiting.
" We can't keep the Ambassador waiting." As though to emphasize Qui-Gon's statement the guard opened the door to the Ambassador's office and motioned them inside. Qui-Gon nodded a thank you and the door closed behind them.
The Ambassador sat behind a large desk but quickly stood up when he noticed the Jedi standing in the room. " Ah Jedi, I am sorry for the delay of our meeting, but I had some business to take care of."
" Think nothing of it Ambassador it was no trouble at all. In fact it gave us a chance to look around the city."
" And what is your opinion of our progress?"
" I must say things are happening faster then I had expected. The city was a pleasant sight after many hours aboard a cargo ship."
" I'm glad. Now, why has the Jedi council sent back you here? I thought you accomplished everything that you wanted to."
" Peace was our objective and yes that objective was reached, but the Senate has an idea that is both profitable for your planet and your people."
" Do tell, I am intrigued."
" Well, as I am sure you know your planet has a high mineral content of silver. The Senate has proposed the idea that a mining commission be formed on the outskirts of the city. The money brought in from the trading efforts would be very beneficial for your people. The Jedi Council has thought the idea through thoroughly at the Senates request and sees no harm coming to your planet should you agree."
" Yes, I do see you meaning but Jedi my people prefer to be left alone. Even our transport station is on the edge of the city. And as I'm sure you have found out we only have one hotel."
" I do understand this, as does the council, but the money brought in from the mining would help you rebuild your city. Your neighboring planet Destui has developed a system that runs entirely on the element of silver, up until now they have had an abundant supply but now are running out. Two More Jedi have been sent over to discuss the possibility of a trade agreement."
The Ambassador walked away from his desk, and over to one of the many windows out lining his office. He looked over the city appearing to be giving Qui-Gon's suggestion much thought. A sigh erupted from the tall form and the Algot turned around to face Qui-Gon.
" Your suggestion holds much truth to it Jedi but I am afraid--"
A sudden knocking on the door cut into the Ambassadors words. " Come in."
" Excuse me your Grace but Captain Minad Birokk is here to see you. Would you like me send him away?"
" No, no of course not, send him right in!"
The guard standing in the door way motioned for some one to come in and Minad appeared in the room. " I am truly sorry your Grace, I did not realize you were meeting with some one at the moment."
" Think nothing of it Captain. Tell me, how was your trip back home?"
" Very rewarding your Grace."
" Really? We will discuss it further when I get the time."
" As you wish your Grace."
" Now tell me what is it you wish to speak to me about?"
Minad glanced anxiously over at the Jedi standing in the room. " Um… what I wanted to speak to you about your Grace was that…uh…I have some cargo on my ship that is addressed for the Imperial Hall and I was wondering when I should bring it over?"
" Why any time would be fine Captain. How does early tomorrow morning sound?"
" That would be fine your Grace. Thank you."
Minad bowed and quickly exited the room. The Ambassador turned back to the Jedi, his frown now gone and shook his head, "I am truly sorry Jedi but I cannot except the help of the Senate or the Jedi Council. Now if you have nothing else you wish to discuss I have work to do."
Qui-Gon fought down his anger and frustration. Nothing was working out the way it should. " No your grace there is nothing more…thank you for time."
The Ambassador nodded his head and walked back to his desk. Qui-Gon followed the guard out of the building, with Obi-Wan trailing behind. He couldn't understand why the Ambassador had refused the aid of the Jedi Council. The mining commission would have helped the planet recover from its many years of war tremendously.
Once he was back out side he took a deep breath of fresh air in the hopes of calming down his anger. Obi-Wan came to stand next to him and Qui- Gon realized the boy hadn't said one word during the entire meeting. It was unlike Obi-Wan to remain absolutely silent, especially when things didn't turn out right. Qui-Gon himself had had trouble not shouting out his suspicions of Minad just to get some reaction out of the Ambassador. His frustrations forgotten for the moment, Qui-Gon turned his attention to his Padawan.
"Obi-Wan?"
Obi-Wan looked up at him and Qui-Gon noticed the shadow he had seen in the Imperial Hall was still lurking in the boy's eyes. Qui-Gon had observed that Obi-Wan had been rather distracted lately, but he merely thought it was because his Padawan wasn't getting enough sleep. Qui-Gon could tell that had something to do with it, but it wasn't the entire reason.
" Is there something you need to tell me Obi-Wan? You have been rather distracted lately."
Obi-Wan hesitated. Here was his chance to finally tell Qui-Gon about his dream but he didn't know how to put his dream into words. All he knew was that walking down the Ambassadors hallway was like living his dream, he didn't like the feeling. Obi-Wan knew Qui-Gon wanted him to explain why he was so distracted and tired all the time, but he wasn't sure he could.
" I'm sorry for not paying attention Master I haven't been getting enough sleep."
"So I've noticed. Why is that? Is there something bothering you?" A sudden suspicion entered Qui-Gon's mind, " Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes Master I'm feeling perfectly fine. That's not the problem."
"Well then what is the problem?"
Well here it goes, " I've been having a rather frightening dream Master."
Qui-Gon's eyes narrowed slightly, " Dream? What sort of dream?"
" I'm not exactly sure. It starts out with me walking down a long hallway, exactly like the one leading to the Ambassador's office. Then the hallway disappears and I'm standing before a great mountain. The mountain begins to sink into the ground and leaves behind a huge hole. Some one pushes me down the hole and I end up in a black chair with all sorts of weird instruments sticking out of it. Minad is standing in front of me with a blaster aimed right at my heart and before I can get out of the chair he fires," Obi-Wan looked down, the dream replaying itself in his mind, "I wake up right after the blaster fires."
Qui-Gon stared at Obi-Wan in amazement. No wonder the boy has been distracted. Qui-Gon could remember some of the dreams he had had when he was still a Padawan, some had been brutal. But for the most part they all been brought on by stressful missions, could it be the same with Obi-Wan's dream? Corath had provided a bad experience for the boy, and the mission they were on was certainly stressful enough. Qui-Gon looked onto Obi-Wan's eyes. The boy was upset but at least the shadow was gone. He rested a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder.
" Don't worry Obi-Wan. The dream was probably brought on by your bad experience the last time you came to Corath. There is something I can mix for you so you can sleep better tonight. But other than that the only thing you can do is push the dream aside."
" Yes Master. Thank you."
Qui-Gon smiled. He hoped Obi-Wan would follow his instructions, dreams could be worse than flesh and blood enemies if you let them get the best of you.
Part 5
" Master, what exactly are we looking for?"
" Anything that looks out of place."
Well that narrows it down. Obi-Wan rummaged through the hundreds of crates. He and Qui-Gon had begun searching for the special cargo since early that morning. They had managed to find out where the cargo was put once it was dropped off. Unfortunately the room hadn't been cleaned recently and there were over a hundred crates, some pilled all the way to the ceiling. Obi-Wan wished they had found the cargo while they had still been on the ship. But Qui-Gon had said no and so here they were, digging through crates Obi-Wan didn't even want to image what was inside. And to make things worse all the crates looked the same.
Obi-Wan heaved a sigh of frustration and turned over another crate. If I have to turn over one more crate…then he saw it. A black case sitting on the top of a pile of crates, not far from where he was standing. It certainly wasn't like the other crates; maybe it was they were looking for. Obi-Wan ran to the pile and began, very carefully, to climb up to the black case. When the case was within reach, he lifted up his arm and grabbed a handle jutting out from the front. Two mechanical locks kept the box from being opened by intruders. Well I am an intruder but I don't think they would mind if I had just a peak. Obi-Wan reached out to the force and placed his hands over the locks. The case sprang open, reviling its contents for the world to see.
" Master! I found something!"
" Where are you?"
Obi-Wan waved his arms in Qui-Gon's direction, who upon seeing them ran over. Obi-Wan carefully climbed down, case in hand. He placed the case on the ground and kneeled in front of it.
" What did you find?" Qui-Gon had now reached Obi-Wan's location and looked at the case curiously.
" You're not going to believe this." Obi-Wan opened the case. Inside were sixteen of the latest technology in blaster weaponry.
Qui-Gon's shoulders slumped at the sight. " So he is planning on restarting the war."
Obi-Wan looked up at Qui-Gon, confused as to what his Master was talking about. " Who Master?"
" Minad Birokk."
" You think he would actually restart the war? Even though doing so could destroy the planet and his people?"
" Yes I do, and I also think he is working with someone."
" Do you know who that person is Master?"
" No. I have the suspicion it is some one here on Corath. Someone who has the resources to start a war."
" But the only person on Corath with that kind of power is the Ambassador."
Qui-Gon frowned, " I know."
The thought it could possibly be the Ambassador working with Minad had entered his mind the night before when Minad had interrupted their meeting. Something had been in the Ambassador's eyes when Minad had said his trip had been "rewarding" that Qui-Gon hadn't liked. The Ambassador had seemed rather eager about the cargo shipment as well.
" But Master, if the Ambassador is working with Minad to restart the war, there isn't much we can do. He has already refused the Jedi Council's help."
" That's where your wrong Obi-Wan. The Ambassador signed a peace treaty on behalf of the people of Corath, if he defies the rules of the treaty then we can have him removed from his position."
" But the council won't let us do that without proof. The blasters may point the finger at Minad but they won't point it at the Ambassador."
Qui-Gon stood up and looked pointedly at Obi-Wan. " I know."
* * *
" But master!"
" No buts Obi-Wan, I need you here."
" Why Master?"
" I need you here in case Master Yoda tries to contact us. The council is discussing what to do if the Ambassador does turn out to be a traitor. Corath's government is very unstable right now and the Ambassador is a respected leader. His down fall could cause the government to collapse."
Obi-Wan's shoulders slumped. He knew he wasn't going to win this argument, Qui-Gon had made up his mind. The Ambassador had called an unexpected meeting with the Jedi, Qui-Gon was about to leave now. But Obi- Wan had to stay behind and monitor transmissions coming from the Temple, a fact he wasn't very pleased with.
" If you do get a message from the temple contact me immediately. I will contact you every hour and check on things."
" Yes Master." Obi-Wan forced himself not to look away, though it was quite difficult. His anger was getting the best of him, he needed to calm down. I really don't like being left behind. Qui-Gon pulled his hood up over his head and tightened his cloak around him. Obi-Wan watched with irritation.
" I should be back before dark."
Obi-Wan nodded. Qui-Gon walked out the room, leaving Obi-Wan alone and fuming.
Qui-Gon followed the guard down the familiar hallway. He didn't know why the Ambassador had called this unexpected meeting. He had flat out refused the aid of the council and as far as Qui-Gon knew the Ambassador rarely went back on a decision. The guard ushered him into the office. The Ambassador was sitting at his desk with another tall figure standing beside him.
" Ah Jedi it is nice to see you again. I did not get the chance to speak my of joy at our last encounter," the figure stated.
" It is good to see you again as well Captain Minad."
The Ambassador stood, a large grin spreading across he lizard-like face. " I am glad the two of you are on such good terms. Minad is a good friend of mine Jedi, as well as my trusted advisor."
Qui-Gon raised his eye brows. Advisor? Why would a ship captain be the advisor of the Ambassador? " It is good that there is some one you can trust in such hard times."
" Not so hard Jedi. In fact I have reconsidered the Jedi Council's proposal."
" Really your Grace? I am glad, but what changed your mind?"
" Dear Minad here changed my mind. He made me realize the good a business, such as you described, could do for my people."
" The Council will be pleased your Grace. When would you like to set a meeting with the representative of Destui?"
" All in good time Jedi, all in god time. First, I would like a chance to break this news to my people. It won't be easy for them, but as you said, change is a necessary course of action."
" Of course your Grace. I will notify the council that you have changed your mind."
" Good."
" Is that all your Grace?"
The Ambassador's eyes narrowed sharply and Qui-Gon felt a strong feeling of unease come over him. " Just one question Jedi. Where is your little companion? You never seem to be without him?"
" He is back at the quarters you reserved for us, waiting for contact from Coruscant on our progress."
" Ah…so the two are not always together?"
Qui-Gon hesitated. These are awfully strange questions. Qui-Gon thought it best to proceed with caution, " We rarely separate but sometimes it is necessary."
" I see…"
" Is there something wrong your Grace?"
" No Jedi, I was merely wondering why you would leave alone. Corath can be a dangerous place…especially in a time of suck unrest among the people. You never know what they might do…"
" I am sure that Obi-Wan is fine. He can take care of himself."
" I am sure that he can Jedi…that will be all."
Qui-Gon bowed and walked hastily out of the room. He was anxious to get out side and check on Obi-Wan. Something about the Ambassador's questions regarding Obi-Wan's whereabouts bothered him Though the Ambassador had tried to pass his questioning as general concern there had been a predatory glare to the Algot's eyes that made Qui-Gon uneasy. Something was definitely not right. Once he was outside, Qui-Gon activated his wrist link and contacted Obi-Wan. No answer. It wasn't like Obi-Wan not to respond, he usually picked up immediately. Qui-Gon reached out to the force but didn't feel anything strange. Why hadn't Obi-Wan answered? Qui- Gon broke out into a run and headed for the Hotel.
Author: Ruyn-WolfLynn @alloymail.com
Time Frame: Obi-Wan is 14
Spoilers: None that I can think of…unless you haven't read any of the JA books then yes there are some ^_^.
Rating: PG- there is some violence but nothing major.
Summary: Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are sent to a strange planet. They return hurt and tired but their mission was a success…or was it? Can a dream really for tell the future? Does more trouble await them? And if so from where?
Disclaimer: Do I look like a George to you? Well at least I don't have the beard or the male factor hehehe. Anyway, I don't own Obi-Wan or Qui-Gon or that cute little Yoda, but all the other characters are happily mine….or at least I hope they are *scratches head* Read and Enjoy and PLEASE review!!!
A Vision of Truth
Part Four
" Master, what time did Master Yoda say he would contact you again?"
" Some time in the evening." Qui -Gon looked at the clock on the wall of his room. It was now six thirty. The escort pod would be there to take them to the Ambassador in fifteen minutes. If Yoda didn't call before then Qui-Gon might miss him. He was going to take the communicator with him but he couldn't risk answering it while he was in the Imperial Hall. Suddenly a load beeping noise could be heard coming from Qui-Gon's utility belt. He reached into a pocket and took out the small com-unit. Yoda's image appeared in front of him. The Jedi Master did not look happy. Qui- Gon swallowed, he knew he wasn't going to like what Yoda had to say.
"Bad news I bring. Decided the council has that nothing is to be done."
" But Master, surely the council sees the seriousness of the situation."
" Yes Qui-Gon Jinn they do, but can do nothing unless proof is found."
" But-"
" Sorry I am Qui-Gon but there is nothing I can do. Find out what this special cargo is then we will talk further."
The signal went dead and Qui-Gon put the com-unit away. He turned to find Obi-Wan giving him an I told you so expression. Qui-Gon frowned. He couldn't do much of anything without the council's consent. Although, Yoda had said to find out what the special cargo was. Perhaps…
An abrupt knocking on the door interrupted Qui-Gon's thoughts. Obi-Wan went to answer it. The bell boy who had told them where their rooms were now stood at the door. "Um… excuse me sir but the escort pod is here for you."
" Thank you."
Obi-Wan slipped three credits into the boys hand and closed the door. "Master--"
" I know, we mustn't keep the Ambassador waiting."
" Yes Master."
Qui-Gon walked down to the escort pod and climbed in. Obi-Wan followed and both sat quietly during the ride to the Ambassador's Imperial Hall. After a few minutes the pod stopped in front of grand building that seemed to be made purely of silver. It reached into the heavens in the shape of a pyramid. Obi-Wan did not recognize the building from his last encounter with the Ambassador.
" Master, I do not remember meeting the Ambassador in such a grand place as this."
" We didn't my Padawan, we met in the city's lecture hall. The Ambassador had not wanted to hold the negations in the Imperial Hall for fear if a fight broke out the Hall would be damaged."
"Sounds arrogant."
" Perhaps, but he was right, a fight did brake out."
" I remember that well enough."
Qui-Gon smiled, Obi-Wan always managed to have a sense of humor, even at the most serious of situations. They walked up the mighty looking stair case leading up to the gigantic building. A guard stood waiting for them.
" Follow me please."
Obi-Wan walked slowly behind Qui-Gon. The hallways of the Imperial Hall looked strangely familiar to him, but he couldn't figure out why. The Hall itself was like a maze, each corridor had multiple doors to choose from; all of which lead to more corridors. After what seemed like hours, the guard finally began leading them down a long hallway with only one door all the way at the end. Obi-Wan froze. One door? Now why does that seem so familiar to me? Obi-Wan closed his eyes and concentrated. He had seen all this before but where---My dream!
Obi-Wan's eyes flew open. He looked franticly about the hallway. Sure enough, all the statues and rich furnishings were exactly the way he had seen them in his dream. Obi-Wan couldn't believe what he was seeing. What does it mean? Obi-Wan closed his eyes and reached out to the force. There has to be a meaning for all this, but what?
" Obi-Wan?"
Obi-Wan opened his eyes. Qui-Gon was studying him, concern creasing his forehead. "Yes Master?"
" Is everything alright?"
" Yes Master."
Qui-Gon raised his eye brows. He doubted everything was alright, but now wasn't the time to discuss it. He gave Obi-Wan an expression that read, We'll talk about this later, then motioned for Obi-Wan to hurry up. Obi- Wan walked quickly to his side and Qui-Gon looked into the boys eyes. There was a shadow over them he didn't like, but the Ambassador was waiting.
" We can't keep the Ambassador waiting." As though to emphasize Qui-Gon's statement the guard opened the door to the Ambassador's office and motioned them inside. Qui-Gon nodded a thank you and the door closed behind them.
The Ambassador sat behind a large desk but quickly stood up when he noticed the Jedi standing in the room. " Ah Jedi, I am sorry for the delay of our meeting, but I had some business to take care of."
" Think nothing of it Ambassador it was no trouble at all. In fact it gave us a chance to look around the city."
" And what is your opinion of our progress?"
" I must say things are happening faster then I had expected. The city was a pleasant sight after many hours aboard a cargo ship."
" I'm glad. Now, why has the Jedi council sent back you here? I thought you accomplished everything that you wanted to."
" Peace was our objective and yes that objective was reached, but the Senate has an idea that is both profitable for your planet and your people."
" Do tell, I am intrigued."
" Well, as I am sure you know your planet has a high mineral content of silver. The Senate has proposed the idea that a mining commission be formed on the outskirts of the city. The money brought in from the trading efforts would be very beneficial for your people. The Jedi Council has thought the idea through thoroughly at the Senates request and sees no harm coming to your planet should you agree."
" Yes, I do see you meaning but Jedi my people prefer to be left alone. Even our transport station is on the edge of the city. And as I'm sure you have found out we only have one hotel."
" I do understand this, as does the council, but the money brought in from the mining would help you rebuild your city. Your neighboring planet Destui has developed a system that runs entirely on the element of silver, up until now they have had an abundant supply but now are running out. Two More Jedi have been sent over to discuss the possibility of a trade agreement."
The Ambassador walked away from his desk, and over to one of the many windows out lining his office. He looked over the city appearing to be giving Qui-Gon's suggestion much thought. A sigh erupted from the tall form and the Algot turned around to face Qui-Gon.
" Your suggestion holds much truth to it Jedi but I am afraid--"
A sudden knocking on the door cut into the Ambassadors words. " Come in."
" Excuse me your Grace but Captain Minad Birokk is here to see you. Would you like me send him away?"
" No, no of course not, send him right in!"
The guard standing in the door way motioned for some one to come in and Minad appeared in the room. " I am truly sorry your Grace, I did not realize you were meeting with some one at the moment."
" Think nothing of it Captain. Tell me, how was your trip back home?"
" Very rewarding your Grace."
" Really? We will discuss it further when I get the time."
" As you wish your Grace."
" Now tell me what is it you wish to speak to me about?"
Minad glanced anxiously over at the Jedi standing in the room. " Um… what I wanted to speak to you about your Grace was that…uh…I have some cargo on my ship that is addressed for the Imperial Hall and I was wondering when I should bring it over?"
" Why any time would be fine Captain. How does early tomorrow morning sound?"
" That would be fine your Grace. Thank you."
Minad bowed and quickly exited the room. The Ambassador turned back to the Jedi, his frown now gone and shook his head, "I am truly sorry Jedi but I cannot except the help of the Senate or the Jedi Council. Now if you have nothing else you wish to discuss I have work to do."
Qui-Gon fought down his anger and frustration. Nothing was working out the way it should. " No your grace there is nothing more…thank you for time."
The Ambassador nodded his head and walked back to his desk. Qui-Gon followed the guard out of the building, with Obi-Wan trailing behind. He couldn't understand why the Ambassador had refused the aid of the Jedi Council. The mining commission would have helped the planet recover from its many years of war tremendously.
Once he was back out side he took a deep breath of fresh air in the hopes of calming down his anger. Obi-Wan came to stand next to him and Qui- Gon realized the boy hadn't said one word during the entire meeting. It was unlike Obi-Wan to remain absolutely silent, especially when things didn't turn out right. Qui-Gon himself had had trouble not shouting out his suspicions of Minad just to get some reaction out of the Ambassador. His frustrations forgotten for the moment, Qui-Gon turned his attention to his Padawan.
"Obi-Wan?"
Obi-Wan looked up at him and Qui-Gon noticed the shadow he had seen in the Imperial Hall was still lurking in the boy's eyes. Qui-Gon had observed that Obi-Wan had been rather distracted lately, but he merely thought it was because his Padawan wasn't getting enough sleep. Qui-Gon could tell that had something to do with it, but it wasn't the entire reason.
" Is there something you need to tell me Obi-Wan? You have been rather distracted lately."
Obi-Wan hesitated. Here was his chance to finally tell Qui-Gon about his dream but he didn't know how to put his dream into words. All he knew was that walking down the Ambassadors hallway was like living his dream, he didn't like the feeling. Obi-Wan knew Qui-Gon wanted him to explain why he was so distracted and tired all the time, but he wasn't sure he could.
" I'm sorry for not paying attention Master I haven't been getting enough sleep."
"So I've noticed. Why is that? Is there something bothering you?" A sudden suspicion entered Qui-Gon's mind, " Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes Master I'm feeling perfectly fine. That's not the problem."
"Well then what is the problem?"
Well here it goes, " I've been having a rather frightening dream Master."
Qui-Gon's eyes narrowed slightly, " Dream? What sort of dream?"
" I'm not exactly sure. It starts out with me walking down a long hallway, exactly like the one leading to the Ambassador's office. Then the hallway disappears and I'm standing before a great mountain. The mountain begins to sink into the ground and leaves behind a huge hole. Some one pushes me down the hole and I end up in a black chair with all sorts of weird instruments sticking out of it. Minad is standing in front of me with a blaster aimed right at my heart and before I can get out of the chair he fires," Obi-Wan looked down, the dream replaying itself in his mind, "I wake up right after the blaster fires."
Qui-Gon stared at Obi-Wan in amazement. No wonder the boy has been distracted. Qui-Gon could remember some of the dreams he had had when he was still a Padawan, some had been brutal. But for the most part they all been brought on by stressful missions, could it be the same with Obi-Wan's dream? Corath had provided a bad experience for the boy, and the mission they were on was certainly stressful enough. Qui-Gon looked onto Obi-Wan's eyes. The boy was upset but at least the shadow was gone. He rested a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder.
" Don't worry Obi-Wan. The dream was probably brought on by your bad experience the last time you came to Corath. There is something I can mix for you so you can sleep better tonight. But other than that the only thing you can do is push the dream aside."
" Yes Master. Thank you."
Qui-Gon smiled. He hoped Obi-Wan would follow his instructions, dreams could be worse than flesh and blood enemies if you let them get the best of you.
Part 5
" Master, what exactly are we looking for?"
" Anything that looks out of place."
Well that narrows it down. Obi-Wan rummaged through the hundreds of crates. He and Qui-Gon had begun searching for the special cargo since early that morning. They had managed to find out where the cargo was put once it was dropped off. Unfortunately the room hadn't been cleaned recently and there were over a hundred crates, some pilled all the way to the ceiling. Obi-Wan wished they had found the cargo while they had still been on the ship. But Qui-Gon had said no and so here they were, digging through crates Obi-Wan didn't even want to image what was inside. And to make things worse all the crates looked the same.
Obi-Wan heaved a sigh of frustration and turned over another crate. If I have to turn over one more crate…then he saw it. A black case sitting on the top of a pile of crates, not far from where he was standing. It certainly wasn't like the other crates; maybe it was they were looking for. Obi-Wan ran to the pile and began, very carefully, to climb up to the black case. When the case was within reach, he lifted up his arm and grabbed a handle jutting out from the front. Two mechanical locks kept the box from being opened by intruders. Well I am an intruder but I don't think they would mind if I had just a peak. Obi-Wan reached out to the force and placed his hands over the locks. The case sprang open, reviling its contents for the world to see.
" Master! I found something!"
" Where are you?"
Obi-Wan waved his arms in Qui-Gon's direction, who upon seeing them ran over. Obi-Wan carefully climbed down, case in hand. He placed the case on the ground and kneeled in front of it.
" What did you find?" Qui-Gon had now reached Obi-Wan's location and looked at the case curiously.
" You're not going to believe this." Obi-Wan opened the case. Inside were sixteen of the latest technology in blaster weaponry.
Qui-Gon's shoulders slumped at the sight. " So he is planning on restarting the war."
Obi-Wan looked up at Qui-Gon, confused as to what his Master was talking about. " Who Master?"
" Minad Birokk."
" You think he would actually restart the war? Even though doing so could destroy the planet and his people?"
" Yes I do, and I also think he is working with someone."
" Do you know who that person is Master?"
" No. I have the suspicion it is some one here on Corath. Someone who has the resources to start a war."
" But the only person on Corath with that kind of power is the Ambassador."
Qui-Gon frowned, " I know."
The thought it could possibly be the Ambassador working with Minad had entered his mind the night before when Minad had interrupted their meeting. Something had been in the Ambassador's eyes when Minad had said his trip had been "rewarding" that Qui-Gon hadn't liked. The Ambassador had seemed rather eager about the cargo shipment as well.
" But Master, if the Ambassador is working with Minad to restart the war, there isn't much we can do. He has already refused the Jedi Council's help."
" That's where your wrong Obi-Wan. The Ambassador signed a peace treaty on behalf of the people of Corath, if he defies the rules of the treaty then we can have him removed from his position."
" But the council won't let us do that without proof. The blasters may point the finger at Minad but they won't point it at the Ambassador."
Qui-Gon stood up and looked pointedly at Obi-Wan. " I know."
* * *
" But master!"
" No buts Obi-Wan, I need you here."
" Why Master?"
" I need you here in case Master Yoda tries to contact us. The council is discussing what to do if the Ambassador does turn out to be a traitor. Corath's government is very unstable right now and the Ambassador is a respected leader. His down fall could cause the government to collapse."
Obi-Wan's shoulders slumped. He knew he wasn't going to win this argument, Qui-Gon had made up his mind. The Ambassador had called an unexpected meeting with the Jedi, Qui-Gon was about to leave now. But Obi- Wan had to stay behind and monitor transmissions coming from the Temple, a fact he wasn't very pleased with.
" If you do get a message from the temple contact me immediately. I will contact you every hour and check on things."
" Yes Master." Obi-Wan forced himself not to look away, though it was quite difficult. His anger was getting the best of him, he needed to calm down. I really don't like being left behind. Qui-Gon pulled his hood up over his head and tightened his cloak around him. Obi-Wan watched with irritation.
" I should be back before dark."
Obi-Wan nodded. Qui-Gon walked out the room, leaving Obi-Wan alone and fuming.
Qui-Gon followed the guard down the familiar hallway. He didn't know why the Ambassador had called this unexpected meeting. He had flat out refused the aid of the council and as far as Qui-Gon knew the Ambassador rarely went back on a decision. The guard ushered him into the office. The Ambassador was sitting at his desk with another tall figure standing beside him.
" Ah Jedi it is nice to see you again. I did not get the chance to speak my of joy at our last encounter," the figure stated.
" It is good to see you again as well Captain Minad."
The Ambassador stood, a large grin spreading across he lizard-like face. " I am glad the two of you are on such good terms. Minad is a good friend of mine Jedi, as well as my trusted advisor."
Qui-Gon raised his eye brows. Advisor? Why would a ship captain be the advisor of the Ambassador? " It is good that there is some one you can trust in such hard times."
" Not so hard Jedi. In fact I have reconsidered the Jedi Council's proposal."
" Really your Grace? I am glad, but what changed your mind?"
" Dear Minad here changed my mind. He made me realize the good a business, such as you described, could do for my people."
" The Council will be pleased your Grace. When would you like to set a meeting with the representative of Destui?"
" All in good time Jedi, all in god time. First, I would like a chance to break this news to my people. It won't be easy for them, but as you said, change is a necessary course of action."
" Of course your Grace. I will notify the council that you have changed your mind."
" Good."
" Is that all your Grace?"
The Ambassador's eyes narrowed sharply and Qui-Gon felt a strong feeling of unease come over him. " Just one question Jedi. Where is your little companion? You never seem to be without him?"
" He is back at the quarters you reserved for us, waiting for contact from Coruscant on our progress."
" Ah…so the two are not always together?"
Qui-Gon hesitated. These are awfully strange questions. Qui-Gon thought it best to proceed with caution, " We rarely separate but sometimes it is necessary."
" I see…"
" Is there something wrong your Grace?"
" No Jedi, I was merely wondering why you would leave alone. Corath can be a dangerous place…especially in a time of suck unrest among the people. You never know what they might do…"
" I am sure that Obi-Wan is fine. He can take care of himself."
" I am sure that he can Jedi…that will be all."
Qui-Gon bowed and walked hastily out of the room. He was anxious to get out side and check on Obi-Wan. Something about the Ambassador's questions regarding Obi-Wan's whereabouts bothered him Though the Ambassador had tried to pass his questioning as general concern there had been a predatory glare to the Algot's eyes that made Qui-Gon uneasy. Something was definitely not right. Once he was outside, Qui-Gon activated his wrist link and contacted Obi-Wan. No answer. It wasn't like Obi-Wan not to respond, he usually picked up immediately. Qui-Gon reached out to the force but didn't feel anything strange. Why hadn't Obi-Wan answered? Qui- Gon broke out into a run and headed for the Hotel.
