CHAPTER SIX: The Amber Crow
When Nya stepped out of the forcefield, she began to scream. Obi-Wan immediately felt guilty, as Nya said he would. He had killed her. But then he realized Nya was screaming in triumph. "You were right!" She yelled. "What are your names?" "I'm Plo Koon. Call me Koon." "Ok." Nya said. "And you?" She pointed to Anakin. "Anakin Skywalker." Anakin said. "Just call me Anakin." "Ok…Anakin. And you? The guy who set me free?" "Obi-Wan Kenobi. You can call me Obi-Wan." "Great." Nya said. "Koon, Obi-Wan, and Anakin. I like it." "Now, I really am sorry, Nya, but we must be going." Koon said. "We need to continue our quest." "Let me join you guys!" Nya said. "I know all about Korriban, and all its secrets. I've even explored all four of the ancient Sith tombs!" "You mean those tombs that are over 5000 years old?" Obi-Wan asked. He was surprised…and impressed. "Yeah!" Nya said. "I've even met the spirit of Ajunta Pall! He tried to kill me and I luckily escaped." "You know, Master Koon, we may need her." Obi-Wan said to Koon. Koon thought. "Come on, you set me free from the police so I want to do something for you." "Fine." Koon said. "You can come with us to Korriban. But we don't have a ship. We crash landed on Tatooine because we had no more fuel for our first ship. Now our first ship is ruined." "Hey, no sweat, I can get you a ship." Nya said. "How many credits you guys got on you?" "Not much. 25,000 I think." Anakin said. Nya laughed. "I know this guy who's desperate to sell his items. His items are complete pieces of crap. His medpacs only make you sick!" Anakin laughed. "But I know for a fact he has a ship of his own, the Amber Crow which he is desperate to sell but he can't decide how much he should sell it for. He's poor, you see, only got about 30 creds, so he wants to sell it for no less than 100,000 credits." "But we don't have 100,000 credits." Koon said. "I know, what's the problem?" Nya asked. "You can use your Jedi Mind Tricks to persuade him into selling to you for 25,000 credits." "The Force shouldn't be used for personal gain and rewards." Obi-Wan said. "But it may be our only hope." "I'm afraid this action will draw us closer to the Dark Side." Koon said. "But I'm afraid it's a risk we're going to have to take." "That's the spirit!" Nya yelled. "Come on. Follow me, I'll show you to his shop."
The Jedi followed their new companion to a rugged beat-up, hole-in-the-wall shop not far from the prison. The shop owner was an Ithorian dressed in old rags. His name was Mikop Quizaak. Quizaak was frantically running around his shop. A couple of orange male Twi'Leks were roaming around the shop, muttering furiously at the terrible selection. Some teenaged Rodians were purposely breaking items, then running away. The funny thing is Quizaak never took the time to notice. The shop looked like a tornado just ran through it. Pazaak cards were all over the place, broken pieces of glass littered the floor, even a dead Jawa was on the floor. Nya bit her lip trying not to laugh. Anakin was laughing. Obi-Wan shut him up, and Anakin didn't resist. The two orange Twi'Leks whispered to each other. One of them, the taller one, shot a stone cold glare at Obi-Wan. He whispered something into the shorter Twi'Lek's ear. The shorter one nodded and whispered back. The shorter one casually walked past Obi-Wan, and on the way, he slipped a very small piece of paper into Obi-Wan's pocket. Obi-Wan didn't notice. The two Twi'Leks then scampered out of the shop.
"Excuse me!" Obi-Wan said, stepping up to Quizaak. "What do you want?" Quizaak said to Obi-Wan, speaking like Obi-Wan was about kill him and he was begging for mercy. "I'm interested in buying your ship, the Amber Crow." Obi-Wan said. "Oh!" Quizaak yelled. "Please, follow me." "What ever you do, Obi-Wan, don't tell him you're a Jedi!" Nya whispered into Obi-Wan's ear. Obi-Wan nodded. "Same goes for you two." She said, pointing to Koon and Anakin. The four of them followed Quizaak to the back of the shop. There stood a medium-sized spacecraft, big enough to hold about 7 people. It looked strangely like the Raven's Claw that the mysterious Jedi Kyle Katarn flew. "This is it." Quizaak said. "It's a nice ship." Koon commented. "Thank you." Quizaak said. "What's the price on it?" Anakin asked. "I'm not letting it go for less than 100,000 credits." Quizaak said. Obi-Wan reached into the Force and attempted to dominate Quizaak's mind. "25,000 credits will do fine," he said to the Ithorian. The Ithorian seemed as if he was going into a trance. "Yes." He said. "I will sell it to you for 25,000 credits." "Good." Obi-Wan said, smiling. He took out five bills each worth 5,000 credits. Quizaak took the credits from Obi-Wan and stuffed them in his pocket. "The ship is yours." Quizaak said. "Whenever you are ready, meet my crew at the Docking Bays just about a mile east from here. They will have the ship ready for you. Please meet them in Hanger 67. If you do not show up in forty eight hours, your opportunity will be lost and the ship will be put back on the market." "Thank you, my good friend." Obi-Wan replied. "No problem." Quizaak said. "Now, if you will excuse me, I must get back to my customers." Once Quizaak had gone, Nya said "Thanks for letting me buy you a ship." "What?" Koon said, turning to her. Nya smiled. "Just as an extra little gift for freeing me. She pulled out five 5,000 credit bills and handed them to Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan smiled. "Thanks, Nya, but I can't accept it." "Please, Obi-Wan." Nya said. "Come on, I promise I won't keep buying things for you. I just wanted to buy you a ship to get off this sand dune." "We greatly appreciate it, Nya." Obi-Wan replied. "Take it." Nya said. "Please." "I will accept the credits." Obi-Wan said, pocketing the bills. "Thanks." Nya said. "We mustn't delay." Koon said, suddenly very serious. "I have received a disturbance in the Force. Someone, possibly Matpro Morjan, has just captured a fellow Jedi of ours… I don't know who, but I think he's on Korriban." "Well, we'll have a little reunion then." Anakin said. "We will." Koon replied, not looking at Anakin. "But we have to go. Let's get a speeder to the Docking Bays. Remember, Morjan is the least of our troubles. We need to find that device before the mystery Sith attacks another important place. Many Jedi have died this week. We are not avenging their deaths, but merely protecting their future. Onward to Korriban."