Chapter 3 - Deltar Six

Obi-Wan was reading the information about Deltar Six for the third time during their flight.

"The inhabitants are all native, no one from an outside world is allowed to colonize on their plant. The people are said to have evloved from Hitzu, a small ape-like creature which used to live on the planet many years ago. Olaf San Ranto was the first chief of the Hitzu over a millenia ago. His guards, Ina Palo and Jenga Morphus were killed in a deadly acid rain storm..."

"This is so boring. I mean, what is the point of all this? Who cares what his guards names were and how they died? I don't."

Mariska looked across the room at Obi-Wan and smiled. "I bet you've been wanting to complain for a long time."

"Yeah. Everytime I would open my mouth Qui-Gon told me it was for my own good. I don't think anything of what I ever read before a mission was any use to me."

"Times change."

Obi-Wan looked at her and back down at his notes. "I wish I could be flying. We didn't need a pilot."

"I thought you didn't like to fly." Mariska said off handedly as she skimmed the next paragraph.

"Well, it gave me something to do while I waited."

She nodded and read some more of the information before turning off the datapad and sitting on the floor to meditate. Obi-Wan watched her and decided meditating was the best way to pass time. When he was younger Qui-Gon had made him meditate as a punishment. Obi-Wan soon found out that meditation was important and quite easy to do.

Sitting comfortably on the floor he crossed his legs and closed his eyes quickly entering a relm of peace.

"You said it! This is your fault! None of this would have happened if not for him!"

"Obi-Wan you have to let go." Qui-Gon said as his old apprentice cried out in frustration.

"No! I can't. None of this should have happened! There shouldn't be a chosen one! No one should have to take on that responsibility."

"But it must happen. Balance needs to be restored. Obi-Wan, padawan, none of this was supposed to happen."

Obi-Wan felt the pain of his vision and opened his eyes. Mariska was already up, re-reading the information on Deltar Six.

"Well it's about time. I remember when you used to complain to me about Qui-Gon making you meditate for two hours."

Obi-Wan ran a hand through his hair and sat back on the chair he was previously occupying.

"How long was I out?"

"Five hours. We're almost there." She said and felt the tension in the air. "You know, meditation is supposed to help you relax. Something wrong?"

"I had a vision." He said simply and straight to the point. He knew she could read him almost as easily as Qui-Gon. He knew better then to lie.

"Was it bad?"

"I think so."

"About our mission?" She asked calmly but she started to put her shields up.

"I don't think so. I think it's farther into the future. I was arguing with Qui-Gon about the chosen one or something. The details are getting fuzzy."

Mariska let out a breath and sat back in her chair. "Well, I guess if you believe there will be a chosen one."

Obi-Wan looked shocked. "You don't believe in it?"

"I just think that it's the jedi's responsibility as a whole to bring balance. Personally I don't think there is a problem with the balance."

Obi-Wan considered her words and went to see the pilot. Mariska went back to her reading.

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When the jedi got out of the ship Obi-Wan had to gasp for air, he wasn't expecting the humidity that greeted them. The planet was beautiful though, the trees were green and the roads were simply dirt. Thinking back to his reading Obi-Wan remembered that they do have fairly new technology but it is only used in moderation or times of great need. They want to live like their ansestors, off the land.

"You just watch, tomorrow you'll be wearing all the clothes you possibly can." Mariska said walking up to stand next to Obi-Wan as the Supreme Lord came walking toward them.

Obi-Wan almost passed out just by looking at him. The Supreme Lord was wearing his traditional attire, long flowing robes, tall hat, and beads everywhere.

"Welcome to Deltar Six. I am Supreme Lord Haitius." The man said and Obi-Wan and Mariska bowed.

"I am Jedi Knight Obi-Wan Kenobi and this is Knight Mariska Ogahn. It is our pleasure to serve you."

Lord Haitius bowed to the jedi then turned on his heel and started to walk to the speeder. "You are welcome here. I wish to speak with both of you in my chambers tomorrow morning. That should give you enough time to look around our world and get some knowlege about our way of life. It is different from yours I can assure you. Some of my subjects do not take kindly to strangers, please be weary. I do hope you enjoy your stay." With that Lord Haitius got in his speeder and was taken back to his palace.

"He was friendly, don't you think Obi-Wan?"

"Yeah. Let's go somewhere cool to enjoy the planet. I thought he would have died from heat exaghstion by now."

"They're probably used to the climate after living here all their lives."

Obi-Wan nodded and pointed to another road. "Let's go that way, it looks promising."

"Well, lead on oh great one."

Obi-Wan gave her a look and the two went out into the planet.

TBC