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!!!
Part 6:
Qui-Gon hid behind a statue lining the long hallway. Two soldiers stood at the door to the Ambassador's office. Surprisingly, little security had been left behind to guard the Hall. The Ambassador is to confident, Qui- Gon thought as he inched his way closer to the door. The soldiers were armed with blasters but Qui-Gon wasn't worried. The Ambassador thought he had left for Coruscant hours ago.
Only a few steps away from the door, Qui-Gon activated his lightsaber and began walking toward the guards.
" You there! Halt!"
" Excuse me, but I think I'm lost could you tell me where the nearest hotel is?"
The two guards looked at each other than drew their blasters, " You are under arrest."
Qui-Gon immediately went into battle stance and knocked the blasters out of the guard's hands before they even got the chance to fire. They looked at their fallen weapons then back at Qui-Gon's lightsaber and ran down the hallway. Better hurry before the reinforcements show up.
Qui-Gon slipped into the office and locked the door behind him. Now, if I were the Ambassador where would I keep all my files? Qui-Gon scanned the dim lighted room. A computer lay on top of a desk on the other side. He walked over and looked at the screen. Bingo. He sat down in the chair in front of the computer and began to scan the hundreds of files. This could take forever. He skimmed the files quickly, looking for anything that may have a clue or some real evidence..
He found exactly what he was looking for. He accessed it and the entire plan was displayed before him. Perfect. Then Qui-Gon noticed something strange at the bottom of the screen. A file with no name was blinking. Qui-Gon accessed the file and the Ambassador's voice sounded over the speakers. It's a transmission.
//"Has the shipment arrived yet?"
" Not yet your Grace but we should be meeting up with Kolvar soon." That was Minad's voice.
" Good, good. Everything must go exactly to plan Minad, no mistakes."
" Of course your Grace no mistakes."
" Are you sure those Jedi have no idea what you are up to?"
" Yes your Grace, they have no suspicions at all."
" Excellent. Well then I shall see you soon Captain Birokk. or should I say Admiral."
" Thank you your Grace I am honored!"
" Think nothing of it, I am the Ambassador after all."//
Laughter filled the speakers and the transmission ended. So, Obi-Wan had overheard Minad speaking to the Ambassador. Qui-Gon closed down the file. He needed to contact the Jedi council immediately.
Suddenly loud banging came from the other side of the door, " Open this door in the name of the Ambassador!"
Qui-Gon jumped up from the chair and searched the room for another way out. Trapped! He activated his lightsaber. He would have to fight his way out. Qui-Gon watched as the guards began to kick down the door. It smashed of it's hinges and the guards rushed in firing as they ran. Qui- Gon blocked their fire with his lightsaber, but he was surprised by how many guards there were. The two he had fought before were gone, replaced by fifty of their friends. So much for little security.
Qui-Gon held off the guards as best he could. They were well trained, Qui-Gon guessed they were probably the Ambassador's personal guards. They spread throughout the room, surrounding Qui-Gon on all sides. It was hard deflecting so many shots from so many different directions and he began to get tired. Qui-Gon could feel his moves becoming sluggish but didn't stop fighting. There still was a chance he could win. There were only about twenty guards left standing. He could do it.
Suddenly he felt a burning sensation in his right shoulder. Then another in his left. The room began to spin but Qui-Gon wouldn't give up. Another sensation in his side. Qui-Gon stumbled forward trying to regain his balance. He shook his head, he was loosing focus. He called upon he force to help with the pain. An odd popping sound came from behind him, then he felt a strange stinging sensation in his back. Then he felt nothing.
* * *
Obi-Wan jumped behind a crate of julo fruit just in time. A patrol of guards passed by, each guard heavily armed. Obi-Wan followed them with his eyes. The Ambassador had arrived only a half hour ago but he had brought his entire guard with him, or at least what looked like the entire guard. Obi-Wan had been moving from crate to crate ever since he had spotted Minad. He and the Ambassador were in a back room discussing plans for the morning assault. As far as Obi-Wan could tell, there was no plan to start anything tonight but he wasn't depending on the Ambassador to have a whole lot of patience.
Suddenly the door opened and the Ambassador walked out. Obi-Wan moved to a crate with a better view. Minad come out soon after, talking to someone behind him. Jesk! Obi-Wan had figured out who he was by the two stars along his collar. Minad seemed to trust him solely, for he spoke to few of the other crew members from his ship.
The Ambassador walked over to some black cases piled against the wall. Obi-Wan recognized them immediately.
" Is everything ready?"
" Yes your Grace. You may inspect the weapons if you like."
The Ambassador waved his hand in dismissal, " No need. I'm sure they work perfectly."
" Very well your Grace."
A sudden movement out of the corner of his eye caught Obi-Wan's attention. One of the Ambassador's guards came running into the room, a look of urgency on his face. " Your Grace! Your Grace!"
The Ambassador spun around, his smile being replaced by a look of irritation.
" What is it?"
" There is an intruder at the Imperial Hall!"
Both the Ambassador and Minad stiffened at the news. " What?!? Who would dare to."
" It's the Jedi your Grace! He never left Corath! He is under custody right now."
Obi-Wan bit his lip to keep form yelling out. Qui-Gon was in trouble! He reached out to his Master but got no response. Dread began to form a tight not in his stomach. True he and Qui-Gon weren't completely connected but Obi-Wan couldn't feel Qui-Gon's life force either. He had to do something and fast. He quickly scanned the room. Then he saw them, four crates near the entrance filled with explosives. Probably part of the assault force. They'll work nicely. Obi-Wan made his way quietly across the room.
" Well take me to him at once! He'll pay for this treachery!!"
" Your Grace, might I come along?"
" Of course Admiral Minad, I would be delighted. And who knows, maybe I will let you be the one to dispose of the ingrate."
" I look forward to the pleasure your Grace. Jesk, I leave you in charge."
" Yes Minad."
The Ambassador and Minad walked out of the room just as Obi-Wan was reaching for an explosive.
* * * *
With his eyes closed, Qui-Gon could here the sound of water dripping close by. Cautiously he opened his eyes. At first he could hardly see anything. Wherever he was, there wasn't much light.
As his eyes slowly adjusted, Qui-Gon was able to make out small details. He was in a narrow room with a low ceiling. There weren't any windows and a foul stench filled the air. He wasn't able to make out a door of any kind and wondered how he had gotten in there in the first place. The last thing he remembered was fighting the guards in the Ambassador's office.
He got up and pain shot through his side and shoulders. He checked his wounds but he wasn't bleeding only bruised. The blasters must have be on stun. Qui-Gon walked over to one of the walls and began to feel for a crack or a seem, but felt no such thing. Maybe a little light would help. He reached down for his lightsaber but his hand gripped only air. Gone! The guards must have taken it.
Qui-Gon frowned. That was going to make his escape much more difficult. Without his lightsaber he couldn't even cut himself out of the small room. He need to form a plan. Qui-Gon sat on the floor and closed his eyes. He reached out to the force to guide him. Pulling it around him like a shroud, Qui-Gon looked for a possible escape route. It wasn't going to be easy. He expanded his senses even more and counted at least twenty other life forms near by. They didn't feel to friendly. With his lightsaber gone it greatly limited his options. Think Qui-Gon, think! He and Obi-Wan had gotten out of worse situations than this. Obi-Wan! His padawan was still at the transport station. Qui-Gon hesitated. It was a lot to ask of Obi-Wan. The Imperial Hall was crawling with guards and no doubt the Ambassador had heard of his capture and was now in his way. Yes, it was a lot to ask of his padawan but if Qui-Gon had learned anything about Obi-Wan it was no matter what the odds he always gave it his all. And besides Qui-Gon was running out of options, fast.
Qui-Gon took a deep breath and once again reached out to the force. He would need full concentration if he was going to reach Obi-Wan. Though they weren't fully connected yet, Qui-Gon was determined to reach his padawan. They had shred thoughts in the past and had been able to tell when each other was in trouble. They would connect now!
//Obi-Wan.//
//Padawan, I need your help.//
Obi-Wan fumbled through the crate. There has to be something in here I can use. He pushed aside land minds, stink bombs and other such explosives. Come on, come on! Then his hand curled around a small metal ball. Perfect! Obi-Wan pulled his hand out of the crate and looked at the thermal device. A large grin spread across his face as images of he was about to do filled his mind. Carefully placing the device into a pocket inside his tunic, he slowly made his way over to the black cases.
Luckily only two guards were standing near the cases while the rest ,including Jesk, were all patrolling the other side of the room. Obi-Wan looked over the crate in front if him. Now, where to place this thing? He let his gaze travel the room, looking for the best spot. Suddenly, Obi-Wan felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise. He spun around but no one was behind him. Still, he couldn't quite get over the feeling that someone was with him. Obi-Wan sat down and closed his eyes. He reached to the force, trying to understand the meaning behind the presence. What he found was relief. The familiar brush of his Master's mind filled his senses. It calmed his fears and soothed his nerves. Qui-Gon was alright! Another smile came to his lips but this one was completely different. This smile was one of contentment.
Pulling his Master's presence around him, Obi-Wan sent his own wave of relief to Qui-Gon. Though his Master was miles away in the Imperial Hall, it felt like he was sitting right next to him.
//Obi-Wan.//
Obi-Wan jumped at the sound of his Master's voice. Though it was only in his mind, it broke the silence like a thousand trumpets.
//Padawan. I need your help.//
//Master?//
//Yes Obi-Wan//
//Are you alright Master? I heard you had been capture.//
//.I'm fine Obi-Wan. But I need your help. Now listen very closely. I'm locked in a cell somewhere on the first floor of the Imperial Hall. There is no door to this cell that I can find and one of the guards took my lightsaber. I need you to come to the Hall and find it. It is not going to be easy getting in so you must be very careful. Do you understand?//
//Yes Master. Once I locate it should I come find you?//
//Yes Obi-Wan. Remember, be very careful. The Ambassador may not know you are still alive but he has this place guarded like a fortress.//
//I think he is frightened of you Master.//
Obi-Wan could hear Qui-Gon chuckle softly and his heart soured at the sound. Then he remembered where he was and how urgent the situation was.
//Master, the Ambassador is planning his assault for the morning. He has everything form blasters to thermal explosives, all lined and ready to go.//
Obi-Wan didn't hear any response and wondered if Qui-Gon had heard him. // Master?//
//I'm here. I thought as much. Do you know where these weapons are?//
//Yes Master. In fact I have a plan on how to render them completely useless.//
//Do you?//
//Yes Master. Should I still go through with my plan or should I head straight for the Hall?//
A pause then, //Go through with your plan Obi-Wan. When you are through with the blasters come to the Hall.//
//Alright.//
//And remember to be careful. When you get to the Hall use the side entrance, it will--// Obi-Wan felt the hairs in the back of his neck rise and heard foot steps behind him.
//Obi-Wan behind you!//
But Qui-Gon's warning came to late. Obi-Wan spun around just in time to see his attackers face before the wold suddenly went black.
To be continued..
Part 6:
Qui-Gon hid behind a statue lining the long hallway. Two soldiers stood at the door to the Ambassador's office. Surprisingly, little security had been left behind to guard the Hall. The Ambassador is to confident, Qui- Gon thought as he inched his way closer to the door. The soldiers were armed with blasters but Qui-Gon wasn't worried. The Ambassador thought he had left for Coruscant hours ago.
Only a few steps away from the door, Qui-Gon activated his lightsaber and began walking toward the guards.
" You there! Halt!"
" Excuse me, but I think I'm lost could you tell me where the nearest hotel is?"
The two guards looked at each other than drew their blasters, " You are under arrest."
Qui-Gon immediately went into battle stance and knocked the blasters out of the guard's hands before they even got the chance to fire. They looked at their fallen weapons then back at Qui-Gon's lightsaber and ran down the hallway. Better hurry before the reinforcements show up.
Qui-Gon slipped into the office and locked the door behind him. Now, if I were the Ambassador where would I keep all my files? Qui-Gon scanned the dim lighted room. A computer lay on top of a desk on the other side. He walked over and looked at the screen. Bingo. He sat down in the chair in front of the computer and began to scan the hundreds of files. This could take forever. He skimmed the files quickly, looking for anything that may have a clue or some real evidence..
He found exactly what he was looking for. He accessed it and the entire plan was displayed before him. Perfect. Then Qui-Gon noticed something strange at the bottom of the screen. A file with no name was blinking. Qui-Gon accessed the file and the Ambassador's voice sounded over the speakers. It's a transmission.
//"Has the shipment arrived yet?"
" Not yet your Grace but we should be meeting up with Kolvar soon." That was Minad's voice.
" Good, good. Everything must go exactly to plan Minad, no mistakes."
" Of course your Grace no mistakes."
" Are you sure those Jedi have no idea what you are up to?"
" Yes your Grace, they have no suspicions at all."
" Excellent. Well then I shall see you soon Captain Birokk. or should I say Admiral."
" Thank you your Grace I am honored!"
" Think nothing of it, I am the Ambassador after all."//
Laughter filled the speakers and the transmission ended. So, Obi-Wan had overheard Minad speaking to the Ambassador. Qui-Gon closed down the file. He needed to contact the Jedi council immediately.
Suddenly loud banging came from the other side of the door, " Open this door in the name of the Ambassador!"
Qui-Gon jumped up from the chair and searched the room for another way out. Trapped! He activated his lightsaber. He would have to fight his way out. Qui-Gon watched as the guards began to kick down the door. It smashed of it's hinges and the guards rushed in firing as they ran. Qui- Gon blocked their fire with his lightsaber, but he was surprised by how many guards there were. The two he had fought before were gone, replaced by fifty of their friends. So much for little security.
Qui-Gon held off the guards as best he could. They were well trained, Qui-Gon guessed they were probably the Ambassador's personal guards. They spread throughout the room, surrounding Qui-Gon on all sides. It was hard deflecting so many shots from so many different directions and he began to get tired. Qui-Gon could feel his moves becoming sluggish but didn't stop fighting. There still was a chance he could win. There were only about twenty guards left standing. He could do it.
Suddenly he felt a burning sensation in his right shoulder. Then another in his left. The room began to spin but Qui-Gon wouldn't give up. Another sensation in his side. Qui-Gon stumbled forward trying to regain his balance. He shook his head, he was loosing focus. He called upon he force to help with the pain. An odd popping sound came from behind him, then he felt a strange stinging sensation in his back. Then he felt nothing.
* * *
Obi-Wan jumped behind a crate of julo fruit just in time. A patrol of guards passed by, each guard heavily armed. Obi-Wan followed them with his eyes. The Ambassador had arrived only a half hour ago but he had brought his entire guard with him, or at least what looked like the entire guard. Obi-Wan had been moving from crate to crate ever since he had spotted Minad. He and the Ambassador were in a back room discussing plans for the morning assault. As far as Obi-Wan could tell, there was no plan to start anything tonight but he wasn't depending on the Ambassador to have a whole lot of patience.
Suddenly the door opened and the Ambassador walked out. Obi-Wan moved to a crate with a better view. Minad come out soon after, talking to someone behind him. Jesk! Obi-Wan had figured out who he was by the two stars along his collar. Minad seemed to trust him solely, for he spoke to few of the other crew members from his ship.
The Ambassador walked over to some black cases piled against the wall. Obi-Wan recognized them immediately.
" Is everything ready?"
" Yes your Grace. You may inspect the weapons if you like."
The Ambassador waved his hand in dismissal, " No need. I'm sure they work perfectly."
" Very well your Grace."
A sudden movement out of the corner of his eye caught Obi-Wan's attention. One of the Ambassador's guards came running into the room, a look of urgency on his face. " Your Grace! Your Grace!"
The Ambassador spun around, his smile being replaced by a look of irritation.
" What is it?"
" There is an intruder at the Imperial Hall!"
Both the Ambassador and Minad stiffened at the news. " What?!? Who would dare to."
" It's the Jedi your Grace! He never left Corath! He is under custody right now."
Obi-Wan bit his lip to keep form yelling out. Qui-Gon was in trouble! He reached out to his Master but got no response. Dread began to form a tight not in his stomach. True he and Qui-Gon weren't completely connected but Obi-Wan couldn't feel Qui-Gon's life force either. He had to do something and fast. He quickly scanned the room. Then he saw them, four crates near the entrance filled with explosives. Probably part of the assault force. They'll work nicely. Obi-Wan made his way quietly across the room.
" Well take me to him at once! He'll pay for this treachery!!"
" Your Grace, might I come along?"
" Of course Admiral Minad, I would be delighted. And who knows, maybe I will let you be the one to dispose of the ingrate."
" I look forward to the pleasure your Grace. Jesk, I leave you in charge."
" Yes Minad."
The Ambassador and Minad walked out of the room just as Obi-Wan was reaching for an explosive.
* * * *
With his eyes closed, Qui-Gon could here the sound of water dripping close by. Cautiously he opened his eyes. At first he could hardly see anything. Wherever he was, there wasn't much light.
As his eyes slowly adjusted, Qui-Gon was able to make out small details. He was in a narrow room with a low ceiling. There weren't any windows and a foul stench filled the air. He wasn't able to make out a door of any kind and wondered how he had gotten in there in the first place. The last thing he remembered was fighting the guards in the Ambassador's office.
He got up and pain shot through his side and shoulders. He checked his wounds but he wasn't bleeding only bruised. The blasters must have be on stun. Qui-Gon walked over to one of the walls and began to feel for a crack or a seem, but felt no such thing. Maybe a little light would help. He reached down for his lightsaber but his hand gripped only air. Gone! The guards must have taken it.
Qui-Gon frowned. That was going to make his escape much more difficult. Without his lightsaber he couldn't even cut himself out of the small room. He need to form a plan. Qui-Gon sat on the floor and closed his eyes. He reached out to the force to guide him. Pulling it around him like a shroud, Qui-Gon looked for a possible escape route. It wasn't going to be easy. He expanded his senses even more and counted at least twenty other life forms near by. They didn't feel to friendly. With his lightsaber gone it greatly limited his options. Think Qui-Gon, think! He and Obi-Wan had gotten out of worse situations than this. Obi-Wan! His padawan was still at the transport station. Qui-Gon hesitated. It was a lot to ask of Obi-Wan. The Imperial Hall was crawling with guards and no doubt the Ambassador had heard of his capture and was now in his way. Yes, it was a lot to ask of his padawan but if Qui-Gon had learned anything about Obi-Wan it was no matter what the odds he always gave it his all. And besides Qui-Gon was running out of options, fast.
Qui-Gon took a deep breath and once again reached out to the force. He would need full concentration if he was going to reach Obi-Wan. Though they weren't fully connected yet, Qui-Gon was determined to reach his padawan. They had shred thoughts in the past and had been able to tell when each other was in trouble. They would connect now!
//Obi-Wan.//
//Padawan, I need your help.//
Obi-Wan fumbled through the crate. There has to be something in here I can use. He pushed aside land minds, stink bombs and other such explosives. Come on, come on! Then his hand curled around a small metal ball. Perfect! Obi-Wan pulled his hand out of the crate and looked at the thermal device. A large grin spread across his face as images of he was about to do filled his mind. Carefully placing the device into a pocket inside his tunic, he slowly made his way over to the black cases.
Luckily only two guards were standing near the cases while the rest ,including Jesk, were all patrolling the other side of the room. Obi-Wan looked over the crate in front if him. Now, where to place this thing? He let his gaze travel the room, looking for the best spot. Suddenly, Obi-Wan felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise. He spun around but no one was behind him. Still, he couldn't quite get over the feeling that someone was with him. Obi-Wan sat down and closed his eyes. He reached to the force, trying to understand the meaning behind the presence. What he found was relief. The familiar brush of his Master's mind filled his senses. It calmed his fears and soothed his nerves. Qui-Gon was alright! Another smile came to his lips but this one was completely different. This smile was one of contentment.
Pulling his Master's presence around him, Obi-Wan sent his own wave of relief to Qui-Gon. Though his Master was miles away in the Imperial Hall, it felt like he was sitting right next to him.
//Obi-Wan.//
Obi-Wan jumped at the sound of his Master's voice. Though it was only in his mind, it broke the silence like a thousand trumpets.
//Padawan. I need your help.//
//Master?//
//Yes Obi-Wan//
//Are you alright Master? I heard you had been capture.//
//.I'm fine Obi-Wan. But I need your help. Now listen very closely. I'm locked in a cell somewhere on the first floor of the Imperial Hall. There is no door to this cell that I can find and one of the guards took my lightsaber. I need you to come to the Hall and find it. It is not going to be easy getting in so you must be very careful. Do you understand?//
//Yes Master. Once I locate it should I come find you?//
//Yes Obi-Wan. Remember, be very careful. The Ambassador may not know you are still alive but he has this place guarded like a fortress.//
//I think he is frightened of you Master.//
Obi-Wan could hear Qui-Gon chuckle softly and his heart soured at the sound. Then he remembered where he was and how urgent the situation was.
//Master, the Ambassador is planning his assault for the morning. He has everything form blasters to thermal explosives, all lined and ready to go.//
Obi-Wan didn't hear any response and wondered if Qui-Gon had heard him. // Master?//
//I'm here. I thought as much. Do you know where these weapons are?//
//Yes Master. In fact I have a plan on how to render them completely useless.//
//Do you?//
//Yes Master. Should I still go through with my plan or should I head straight for the Hall?//
A pause then, //Go through with your plan Obi-Wan. When you are through with the blasters come to the Hall.//
//Alright.//
//And remember to be careful. When you get to the Hall use the side entrance, it will--// Obi-Wan felt the hairs in the back of his neck rise and heard foot steps behind him.
//Obi-Wan behind you!//
But Qui-Gon's warning came to late. Obi-Wan spun around just in time to see his attackers face before the wold suddenly went black.
To be continued..
