With a heavy sigh, Kit Fisto stood up from a crouch. There was no evidence of where Shaak Ti or Plo Koon could have gone. No way of knowing where they had to be. Now he wasn't even sure he was in the right place. Sure, he and Aayla found a crashed speeder, but that could be anyone's. They didn't know.
"Kit!" He turned to see Aayla holding something up in the air at the crashed speeder. It took a moment for him to catch the ornate hilt of Master Windu's missing lightsaber. He came closer as Aayla continued. "They must have found the person who attacked Master Windu. You're right about the two cases being connected."
Fisto nodded. "But it doesn't tell us where they are..." For a moment, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if he'd just been stabbed. Aayla stared in consern when the pain had flashed across his features.
"Are you alright?"
He stared off in the distance. "I think their situation has just gotten more drastic. We will need to hurry up and find them, before something happens." Then he looked to her and tried to give her an assuring smile, hard when you have feeling that something's about to occur.
Suddenly his comlink started beeping, causing both to jump. He grabbed it from his belt and activated it. "Yes?"
"Master Fisto," Windu addressed on the other end. "I feel it's best to inform you that Obi-Wan will be joining your search."
"I see." He responded calmly. "But why?"
"It seems young Skywalker is also missing." He said flatly. "Kenobi is reluctant to wait for him to just turn up. I and Master Yoda agreed it would be best not to send him alone. Aside from this, he may also help in finding our missing friends."
"Right." Kit replied. "He's Anakin's Master."
"Glad to see we all agree." Mace concluded before leaving the transmition.
With that they stood for a long moment, then Kit suddenly facepalmed. Aayla blinked before realizing why. As it took another moment to remember Mace's lightsaber was still in her hand. They forgot to tell him that they found it.
Anakin came to with his hands tied behind his back and blind folded. From what he could tell, he was laying on a metal floor. The room, from the sounds of the echos of footsteps, was large and relitively empty. And he could sense Master Plo very close by.
"Are you awake?" The voice confirmed his suspitions.
He nodded and rolled onto his back so he could sit up. "Yeah. I'm up. Are we still in that wearhouse?"
"I'm afraid so."
A shift of fabric, Anakin snapped his head towards it's general direction.
"I didn't think it would be so fast for Kenobi to catch onto our trail." Another, male by the sound of it, spoke. That was the... Clawdite? Yeah, there was that guy, he shot Anakin with his blaster set to stun. Oh how he wished he could return the favor.
"What's going on?" He asked more quietly as he scooted closer to Plo.
"They have a probe droid tracking your Master." The older explained. "He left the Temple in order to find you. From what I see on the screen, he's going towards the platform Shaak Ti and I crashed."
"You two crashed?" Anakin asked in a voice that held a mix of tones ranging from consern to just flat out unimpressed.
"Yes, well they did shoot our engines." Plo Koon was quick to point out. "If we hadn't jumped out then we would have died when the speeder hit the building and blew."
"It blew up..." Anakin repeated. "Sometimes I wonder if it was such a good idea for that piloting program Obi-Wan told me about to be removed..."
"Not everyone can have your skills with ships, young Skywalker." Plo told him sternly.
Anakin sighed. "Where's Master Shaak Ti?" He wanted to change subject.
"She was taken. I don't know what they could have possibly done to her." He answered. "But she was with me. The Clawdite took her shape and contacted you so that you would come as a lure to catch your Master."
"So you guys were just bait to catch bait." Anakin clarified.
"That pretty much sums it up."
Anakin sighed, miserable. He had fallen for the trap. He had taken the bait and he now put Obi-Wan in danger. Could he do anything right?
Pain had spread all across her legs, a pulsing white hot agony. The pain was spreading faster now that the toxin was in her blood stream. Now she didn't even pull her dress up from her legs to examine it, she knew it would be a sight she would regrete. Now, at the injection site, it was numb...
By now, Shaak Ti couldn't stand another moment of curiousity. She pulled away the skirt of her dress to see the numbed spot on her thigh. She simply felt terror spike inside her. The skin was deep purple, blisters gone, and the veins appeared very provenate now, now a branching pattern of ebony in the area. She knew it would spread across her body. The rest of her would end up this way.
She threw the skirt back over her legs and rested her head back against the wall. She sensed no one outside, nothing but her and walls. Her only hope now was that if she died, then the true reason would not be in vain. Those little monkey-lizards better not kill Plo Koon.
A trembling hand slid across the floor towards her so she could rub her forehead, but as her hand moved past her waist, it hit something. Her gaze flickered down to see her lightsaber was there! They hadn't convencated it! The realization of this made her hit her head back against the wall. How could she have been so stupid to just not notice her lifeline was strapped to her hip? When she escaped from this place, should she survive, she will have to work on her attention some more. This is just... ugh! She thought bitterly.
Hand clasping around the hilt, she felt a little better with it's familiar feel. Though it was horribly agonizing, she pulled up to her feet, her mind suddenly jarred with slowness and confusion. She staggered, but Shaak Ti was quick to regain herself. She activated her lightsaber, the blue blade lighting up the dark space as she started to cut into the door. It was slow going. But she soon cut a hole into the durasteel and let it peel back into the hallway. Now, she would escape with Plo Koon and get out of there.