Chapter Nine

Night, the pitch blackness that engulfed a planet when it rotated away from the golden sun. It brought a shadow over the planet, placing it into intimating darkness. In many places around the galaxy, bad things happen about in the night time, and many times this is true. Not just something writers in the galaxy make up. It was the truth on Nar Shadda. The truth on many other such places, too many to list here.

Viqi Shesh moved silently through the shadow that is night. Her black hair helped her blend in perfectly. Though her pitch clothing helped. She was followed by peace brigadiers. They also bared Pitch Black clothing, DH-44 Heavy blasters, and other weapons they would need to kidnap the Solo Children.

A light shined around the entrance to the base where the Solo Children were. Someone raised a sniper rifle, and shot the man working the huge flash of light preventing them from heading into the base.

As soon as the guard was down. They continued into the base, silently, then taking stealth field generators, then disappeared into the night, blending in perfectly. They went through the base entrance of the base.

Viqi checked the ninth tent, and found Jacen Solo. She then ordered a few men into the tent, and she heard a ruffling noise. Then they were dragging out a bag with a human form in it.

The bag left the camp.

Viqi ordered the next few into the next two tents, and they dragged out something with human forms in it. They left the camp safely. The plan had worked, and hadn't failed. But now that Lah was dead, who would reward her? Perhaps the Supreme Overlord himself, Shimrra?

Anakin Solo muss aufwachen! Said a voice. Anakin floated in the white stream of his odd dream, many outlines of people, were all standing around him, around his floating body. He floated with his head facing upwards, or at least he thought it was upwards, arms hanging downwards, but supported by a unknown force. Same with his legs. And yet his torso, was higher then his legs or arms.

He must go on! Said a other voice, in basic. He must defeat Yun-Yuuzhan!

will be lost, or all. Said a other. Aanakin assumed this was Master Yoda.

So we reawake him? Asked a other outline.

That is the pla--

Anakin felt a sharp kicking pain in his chest. Someone was kicking him. What the heck? Who in the republic would do that?

His legs and arms raised. The white surrounding turned to a grayish color. His arms sprang behind him and he turned over slightly, so he was on his side. He felt his legs bound by some kind of rope, and his hands were bound as well with a different rope. He could still reach out with the force, which was a good sign. When he reached out with it to find his older siblings, he was interrupted by something, and the force seemingly went dead, it seemed to be just... gone...

His eyes darted around, looking for the source of his loss of the force. Then he spotted a yellow-green colored small lizard like animal. And due to his loss of feeling the force, he guessed that it was an ysalamir. The ysalamir was in a cage, surrounded by many other of the lizards. No wonder he couldn't feel the force, after all, the ysalamir did cut off the force, which made it perfect when holding a Jedi captive and Anakin was a Jedi. He was bound, and without the force, making him pretty much helpless. That would be a problem for escaping... Wait, would he even get a chance to escape? Did he have a hope? It didn't seem like it.

He felt a sharp kick in the belly again, and looked to see who it was. A woman with long black hair, and brown eye's that seemed to be as brown as dirt was over him. He judged that it was Viqi Sheesh, an anti-jedi supporter, and an EX-senator, now she was nothing more then a traitor and a peace brigadier. Peace Brigadiers weren't going to bring peace. Not the way they were planning on doing it.

"Not so high and mighty now are we, Solo?" Viqi said in a tone that was so harsh, it would have made a reek scatter. A sharp pain hit his torso again. Anakin began to think Viqi enjoyed that. He recoiled from the pain of the kick, it took a moment, and then she kicked him again, this time in the chest. "Lose your wind now Solo?"

He had the wind kicked out of him at this point, after a other minute, he had the breath back in him, and he was smoothly breathing. "I'm guessing your Shesh." He managed to moan.

She kicked him again. "Right." She whispered, Viqi then stepped away towards a door, opening it which caused a creaking noise to fill the room. "We're going to meet Shirrma. Your Dead little Solo. Dead." She started to step outside the room, and Anakin could hear her fading voice. "And with that I bid you a farewell, you'll see me when we meet the Yuuzhan Vong."

The door closed...