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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/17/05 3:25pm Subject: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to COTG-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's...And So it Ends. COMPLETE! - Date Edited: 7/27/05 7:08am (47 edits total) Edited By: jade51999
	Title:The Coming Challenge Time Period: Part I: During the Young Jedi Knights Third Arc (Return to Ord Mantell, Trouble on Cloud City, Crisis on Crystal Reef) Part II: Pre-NJO through to end of The Unifying Force, Although this section is mostly a whirlwind through the war, to finish up some loose threads and frankly write some scenes that I wanted to see during the NJO....bringing the story firmly to a close. Genre: Drama, Romance, Angst....I'm not so sure that I've got a lot of humor in this one.... Summary: The third section in my neverending journey to write Mara's story of where she was during most of the YJK storyline. This third installment takes place after 'To Honor the Dead' and 'Changing of the Guard' which take place during Arc 1 and Arc 2 of the YJK Stories and begins after the events of The Emperor's Plague. Meanwhile, after the events of 'Changing of the Guard' Tristan Romani begins his own journey to find and kill Iker Rafagr (really Nom Anor, but no one but the reader knows that yet). Upon reaching Thyferria he is grief stricken and bitter following the destruction and manipulation of Valdet/Danshitie by Iker and the death of his beloved wife, Elbereth Dono Morodin-Romani. With Elbereth's and now Tristan's loyal bodyguard Nestor Alluvia, Tristan finds himself finally taking the steps necessary to achieve inner peace. Meanwhile, in Part I: Mara Jade-Skywalker receives a message from the Force sending her to Valdet to unravel a mystery finally bring the Valdet/Danshitie conflict to a close. This journey allows her to finally achieve the confidence and mastery over her past and the Force. As mentioned above, Part II is a whirlwind tour through the NJO, and is meant to see pivotal events of the war from the point of view of civilians, those watching hero's from a far, but still very, very much effected by the invasion of the Yuuzhan Vong. Characters: The YJK Gang from Arc III, Han/Leia, Borsk Fey'lya, Mara/Luke, Tristan Romani, Nestor Alluvia. Introducing: Keladry Stanton, and lots of other people Notes: Ha! So when I put up the Notes for 'Changing of the Guard' I said that it was the longest story that I had written so far. I lied, now this is the longest story I have ever written. Finding that much of what I had written could still, in theory, work within the 'official' EU timeline, I decided to keep it that way trying to be as accurate as possible to keep with the continuity. Also, as with the two prequels, I will provide brief summaries of the three YJK books. I'm not sure what I will do with the NJO, those of you who have read the books should be ok, and if you haven’t I’ve tried to structure it in a manner that won't be too confusing. The story still works without having read them...(but be warned there are spoilers.) Unlike the other two stories, there isn't a lot of YJK specific action, just some hole-plugging. But those sections that I do use information or do a perspective change (or just give you part of the book) I will give the proper citations so that you are aware of what is my writing and what is not my writing. That being said, we must remember that the Star Wars Galaxy is not mine, and the situations and characters are the property of Lucasbooks, and the SW world. I will always give credit where credit is due, so with each post, as mentioned if necessary there will be note if its one of the aforementioned sections. In order to understand the events of my OC's I would recommend reading both stories from before, you can find both at the links below, and on Fanfiction.net under my handle jade51999. To Honor the Dead Repost Changing of the Guard I want to give a shout out to my beta's, Kags who doesn't visit the boards and Ylesly who kindly volunteered upon my request on the COTG page. Also thanks to my former beta -Trickster- who allowed me to borrow a name.....:) Look for the prologue and the summary for the first YJK later on tonight. Thanks for reading.. Jade -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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padawan lunetta Registered: May '99	Date Posted: 1/17/05 5:12pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro!
	WANT THE PROLOGUE! -----signature----- Moldy Oldbie in search of a gimer stick. "Whoa, is my hair out?" Jacen\Jysella Forever!!!
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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/17/05 5:34pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro! - Date Edited: 2/14/05 8:04pm (4 edits total) Edited By: jade51999
	You ask Lune, and you shall ...well here it is I know, I know..it looks awfully familiar right? Heh...don't worry my posting schedule is agressive..I plan on having this all up by May so unless DRL kills me (its almost all written--i've got the part that takes place at the end of Destiny's Way and The Unifying Force as well as the Epilogue left to write.) Expect,one half of the post on Saturday nights and the second half in the afternoon on Wednesday's. The Coming Challenge Prologue Zonama Sekot During the Aftermath of the Defeat of the Yuuzhan Vong. They were not alone. On Zonama Sekot, one was never really alone. Mara Jade-Skywalker sat against a rock in a small clearing and looked down at her son who, at the present time, was playing with his father’s face. At nearly three years old Ben Skywalker was perfectly content smooshing Luke's cheeks together in a valiant attempt wake him up; something that didn't seem to be working despite his rudimentary Force instincts telling him that he had. Mara reached out in front of her and brushed away some grass that had found its way onto her husband's hair, "There's no fooling him Luke, he knows you're awake." Quiet Jade. Mara looked again at her babbling child and smirked. "Ben," his blue eyes locked with hers, "Let's wake up daddy." Leaning forward she grasped his small fingers in her own hand and softly placed it on Luke's abdomen, "The best way to wake up daddy, is to tickle him." No sooner had she put her hand on his stomach then a strong grip grasped her wrist. Glancing up she saw that Luke's farm boy eyes were open, staring at her with a look of mock betrayal. "Nice try," he mouthed. Mara ruefully smiled as he released her hand and directed his attention to the toddler on his stomach. "And you, Ben Skywalker are very strong in the Force, but you should remember that I can tickle too." Ben's happy shriek could be heard far into the forest as he giggled and squirmed in an effort to remove himself from his father's traitorous fingers. Luke was still playing with Ben when he saw her. He had sensed her for quite sometime, and had felt her indecision in interrupting what was obviously a private family moment. Her presence was hesitant, but it was one that was focused more on Mara than the rest of the family. Making a decision he looked at his wife, who was leaning against the rock with her eyes closed, and stood up hoisting his son into his arms. "Jade, I'll meet you back at the ship. Lowbacca, Ben and I will get started checking the stabilizers.” Almost as an after thought he added, “Don't worry I won't take anything apart without Ben's strict permission." Languidly, belatedly, her eyes flickered open in confusion. Luke placed a soft kiss on her forehead, "Say good bye to your mother Ben." Ben flashed a toothy grin, content. Luke? Jade, she's not here to talk to me. Standing, Mara turned and watched the cautious approach of a woman dressed in the faded fatigues of the medical corps. Slightly tan in complexion, she had short-cropped black hair that consisted of tight black curls pinned in place to stay out of her face. As she drew closer Mara realized that there was something distinct about the woman's features. Mara frowned, "Have we met before?" The woman smiled, "Once, briefly before the war began. I doubt you would even remember meeting me." The stress lines on her forehead stretched out for a moment as she rubbed her fingers across it. Her gesture sparked something in Mara's memory, "Dr. Stanton?" The woman blinked, surprised, and nodded. "Not Dr. Stanton anymore, I got married." She laughed lightly, "Which is why I'm here. My husband wanted to thank you for something that you did before the war, so he told me, before we had to part ways that if I ever saw you to give you this." She reached into the pocket of her tunic and pulled out a datacard. "You and your family have done more for us then you probably even realize. We're glad to see that you’re in good health, and happy." Mara accepted the data card and looked at the doctor curiously. "We did what we had to do for the galaxy…not only for ourselves but for our children." The former Dr. Stanton nodded. "I know. I have a two year old daughter who I haven't seen in about a year. It's why my husband and I chose to separate. I was needed here, and he had other responsibilities where he could better serve the war effort, and guarantee her safety. Now with the death of Nom Anor, and the end of the war, there is closure, something that we needed desperately." The comm at her hip buzzed, and she sighed, "I have to get back, I'm only on Zonama Sekot because of some of the injured, but I'm due back on the frigate." There was something about her, some strange familiarity, how she said so little but expressed so much. Mara watched as she turned and began to walk away without another word. "Doctor." The woman turned around. "Yes?" "What's your daughter's name?" Mara had meant to ask about her husband. The doctor’s expression became wistful, "Names are important. You named your son for your husband's mentor--I for my husband's first wife; her grace and spirit are some things I want my daughter to strive for, in her own way. " Mara raised her eyebrows in question. She shrugged, "Elbereth. Her name is Elbereth." ~~~ It has been a long, hard road. I saw greed, violence, and death, along with the despair; the grim haunted, hollow bleakness of those grasping for hope. I saw hero's fall, martyrs spurn hate and symbols show another generation why they were chosen to lead. I saw the murderous glee of our fighting forces as they stepped beyond the realms of civilization to torture, to mutilate, to hate; all in the name of fighting back, all in the name of war. I saw one man's selfishness, maliciousness and need for vengeance fuel a crusade that was not in his hands to fight. He showed me how hatred can make a good man choose evil; how I could just as easily fall prey to the dark. I hated him, but I learned that appearances can be deceiving. Through his internal struggle I saw him fight back. I saw him give light to those who desperately needed it. I saw him give life to those on the brink of slipping over the edge, and I watched as he broke his self imposed chains, beating back his history, his anger, and his narrow self-serving principles to be the man he used to be. I saw him lead; I saw his soul. ~~~ Credit: Silly Me, I forgot to tack this on...I wrote all of this part--:) oh and I was unable to find a definite source of what Ben Skywalker looked like..so I said he had blue eyes... If someone else knows better...pop in and let me know so i'll change it. EDIT: Spelt Zonama Sekot Zonoma Sekot..had to fix that -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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padawan lunetta Registered: May '99	Date Posted: 1/17/05 6:08pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro!
	Ooh awesome start! Loved the Lukie\Ben\Mara moment! This should be interesting... -----signature----- Moldy Oldbie in search of a gimer stick. "Whoa, is my hair out?" Jacen\Jysella Forever!!!
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RebelMom Title: TFF Secretary Registered: Apr '00	Date Posted: 1/17/05 7:10pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro!
	I just love family moments. -----signature----- Short Story: Pressure Point http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/26961243/p1/?7 Jacen Solo and Anakin Skywalker - as it should have been. TFF: Cheryl
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CodeName_Targeter Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 1/17/05 7:29pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro!
	Yay! You've started! Great start so far, jade! Can't wait to see more! :Targeter: -----signature----- XWFC: Wraith Leader and Senator - Starfighter Draft Winner Ravenclaw ftw! Doppleganger of Suzuki_Akira and Vod'ika to Valin_Halcyon
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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/17/05 10:11pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro! - Date Edited: 1/18/05 7:41am (1 edits total) Edited By: jade51999
	Lune, RM, Targeter Thanks for being here! Here's the summary for YJK Book 1 Referred to as the Black Sun Trilogy Return to Ord Mantell In an opening speech of the book, Luke Skywalker states: “Challenges and diversity make us strong. Too much protection can prevent us from learning, from reaching our potential. We can learn from others, but we must also learn from our own experiences...and our own mistakes.” (13) This book, this series is about that challenge and bridging that gap. The book opens with Han Solo taking his children on a Trip to Ord Mantell, where he has been asked to be the Grand Marshal for the Blockade Runner’s Derby. Jaina takes the ship down and we see lots of interaction between Han and the kids, and upon landing we are introduced to Czethros an old bounty hunter turned good (or so we think) of Han. Czethros is now a legitimate businessman on Ord Mantell. This trip is hit with a few incidents. First, as the pace craft the Falcon encounters a few problems when there are random mines within the path of the race. Then, to the twins surprise, the ship that wins the derby is none other than the Rock Dragon Tenel Ka’s ship, piloted by Zekk. The trio had entered at the last minute as a surprise. After the race the group is attacked by wraith-like creatures trying to steal the mines (evidence from the earlier accident) and they are aided by a twenty-something year old woman who is, to the YJK’s surprise carrying her own lightsaber. Her name is Anja Gallandro, the daughter of an old smuggling partner of Han’s who died when he tried to double cross the team. Anja got the story wrong and believes that Han killed her father, and is determined to use his children to make him pay. Left an orphan on war-torn Anobis she resents the New Republic for not helping her planet, still fighting between descendants of those supporting the empire and those supporting the rebellion. She taunts Han and them into going and helping the planet. In affect she is setting him up for Czethros and the Black Sun. She does what he wants with Han Solo and his family (because he sees Han as a threat to his operation), and the Black Sun provides her with spice to feed her addiction (and the opportunity to discredit the man she thinks murdered her father.) Her slight madness and bizarre energy has left an impression on the young men (Zekk and Jacen) and together the YJK, Han, Anakin, accompanied by Kyp Durron and Zekk go to Anobis to help the planet. While there, Han gains a measure of respect from Anian when he deals with some smugglers shipping arms, and then after a large battle between the two groups (one where Anja clearly has her own agenda –and watches it backfire killing someone on her side) the Jedi Knights are able to convince the group into a cease fire. They help both sides unearth and remove the mines that prevent either side from living a decent life. Because Zekk and Jacen are slightly enamored with her, Jacen invites her to Yavin 4 to see if she has potential—an action that does not go unnoticed by Jaina and Tenel Ka. There is clearly something larger going on.... -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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StarFighter5 Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 1/18/05 4:50pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro!
	This seems very interesting. I'm tired, sorry I can't leave a more thoughtful review. Exams are tomorrow... -----signature----- "I hope I slept with you to get the job. if not, then who the hell was that guy?" - Carrie Fisher "Now that I'm a pez and a lego, I shall want for nothing else." -Jeremy Bulloch "Thank you for going to the movies. Especially mine." - George Lucas
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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/18/05 7:49pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro!
	StarFighter 5 Thanks! And Good Luck on your exam... -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/19/05 9:15am Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Intro! - Date Edited: 1/29/05 7:56am (3 edits total) Edited By: jade51999
	Post 1 Two years before the invasion of the Yuuzhan Vong. Thyferra This was not the first time he had left Valdet. As the heir to the Romani family, he had been sent out into the galaxy to observe and learn about different planetary governments. To establish, for himself, just how a planet should be governed. Midway through his studies in galactic science and politics there was an earthquake on the small mid-rim colony where he was interning, and to help fulfill the desperate call he had spent his time there volunteering with the relief organizations to aid the injured and dying. It was there that he achieved the realization that to help beings in the hour of their greatest need, to make the pain and the suffering disappear was one of the greatest things that anyone could ever aspire to do. So, after discussions with his parents, he redirected his studies to specialize in medicine with a focus on research and disaster relief in times of mass crisis. That was why he first came to Thyferra. After receiving his medical degree he had chosen to accept a fellowship at one of the planets oldest research medcenter's, instead of heading straight out into the field. He hoped to become versed in the new developments in bacta technology, to maybe find a way to maximize its usage during times of need. In the middle of his research, he had come home for the Dekia Delori, the celebration of his sister, Anian's, tenth birthday. That day destroyed any of Tristan's plans for the future. He had been young, naïve and was not able to fathom the consequences and deep-rooted fear that had caused the murder of over fifty of his family members. All his observation had still not taught him the malleable nature of power. He was not ready to lead, so instead his great-uncle, old, wise and prepared, took the reigns doling out whatever retribution he could. Now, nearly twelve years later, Tristan was back on Thyferra, but for an entirely different purpose; he wasn't here to cure or to heal, rather he was on Thyferra to find one man-- And kill him. ~~~~~ Bzz Bzz Nestor Alluvia stifled a groan as his commlink went off for the third time that hour. "Yes?" his answer was muffled, camouflaging the terseness he was feeling. "Did you get the information?" Tristan's voice was strained. The bodyguard frowned. "It is currently downloading at 85%, but as I mentioned earlier, we can only download records in two week intervals. We won't be able to get last week's information for another five days." "You made sure the search was for--" "Yes." Nestor cut him off. "Alright." There was a bit of annoyance coming through, and Nestor assumed more than a little strain. "Doctor, is everything going well on your end? Any luck with the scouting at the port?" "No." "Is your head still hurting?" "I am taking care of it." Tristan snapped, then softened his tone. "I'm right across from a med center, getting supplies. I may be late. I'll see you tomorrow." The commlink clicked off, and that was about it. No explanation, no elaboration, just as much information as Tristan was willing to give, and could say. Nestor knew there was much brewing beneath the surface, just as he knew the doctor was not going to be able to continue his self-medication regimen. The injuries he had sustained when the palace on Valdet City collapsed would only get worse. The funny thing was that despite being on the bacta capital of the galaxy, Tristan, in no uncertain terms had dismissed it as an option. And what he said, went. That much, in terms of ground rules had been established. The trip to Thyferra had been surreal. No interaction, no conversations, and in his attempts to approach the monarch, Alluvia had learnt that the new Tristan demanded only one thing: the death of Iker Rafagr. Anything that would get in the way was trivial--including his own health needs. Tonight, though, Nestor would try again, at least to make Tristan see reason, or die trying. Ominously, a siren went off above his head. It had been going off all day whenever an accident occurred in the city--up to the date information along a governmental channel. For some reason this was different, and feeling a premonition urged Nestor to glance at the newsscan above the port-authority doorway. Accident, in front of Xucphera Medical Center. Emergency personal responding. One known victim, male, human. No identification at this time. Without a doubt in his mind, Nestor could only think of one thing. Tristan! ~~~~~ "Is your head still hurting?" What type of a question is that. My head has been hurting every day since we got here. He knows the answer. Recognizing that he was going to sound irritated, Tristan replied, "I am taking care of it." He heard himself, and grimaced and used some effort to remove the edge from his voice. Nestor means well. "I'm right across from a med center, getting supplies. I may be late. I'll see you tomorrow." Without waiting for an answer, he glanced up and blinked against the Thyferran sun. The med center had expanded since he saw it last and not only were there three more emergency bays, it was obvious from the outside that at least five more sections had been added. From across the speedway, he winced. A lot had happened since he had been on Thyferra, he doubted anyone would recognize him, not that it mattered. The pain was too much, and he needed to restock. For the last few days, Tristan had been sure he had, at minimum, a mid-level concussion, something he had been ignoring. The strain he had put on his ribs after the explosion, carrying Elbereth's body had cause swelling and jolts of pain that he had been able to suppress with the medication acquired before they fled Valdet. Now that the adrenaline was gone he realized he had to go to the med center, there was no way he could ignore the problems, ignore the pain. The constant humidity made him sweat all the time, even the vibrations that were occurring as the speeders blew by intensified the constant thrum that destroyed his concentration. "Sir, are you all right?" Not trusting his voice he nodded at the woman next to him, ignoring the blurring of his vision. He spotted a clearing in the traffic pattern and stepped off the curb, a few steps ahead of the lighted causeway just wanting to get away from the suffocation--too many people were staring at him. He made it halfway, and without warning his breath hitched, and a jolt of pain, as if someone had taken a knife and slid it along his body, punctured his nerves from head to toe. As his senses overloaded he barely heard the loud screech of machinery, but he saw the bright light just before the speeder slammed into him. As he lay there staring up at the large glistening medical symbol flashing down at him from the building, he was aware of nothing until he heard a soft lilting voice demand passage through the crowd surrounding him... "Excuse me, I'm a doctor, let me through." A blurry figure, a woman with dark hair glanced down at him, he could not make out any features. Iker is going to get away. Don't let me…. He croaked, "It is not time yet, let me…." Then his entire world faded to black. ~~~~ Coruscant The cursor blinked, taunting her. At any given moment, she had, at the very least, four writers awaiting her signal. It would be so easy to just let them do this for her. In fact, it would probably even make someone's career, but Leia Organa Solo had never taken the easy way out. This was her task alone. She had taken breaks before, left the fate of the galaxy in someone else's hands, but had found herself quickly enfolded back into the enormous juggernaut of the New Republic. She had even heard some outsiders claim that the New Republic was Leia Organa Solo's life; the New Republic could not function without her, as she could not exist without a crucial place in directing its path. After the last election, her opponents described her as being the Empress, the attention-grabbing daughter of Darth Vader who needed the reigns of power to keep herself from fading away. Others believed that the galaxy was at fault, dealing with an intense fear of abandonment. To some extent it was true. She had spent so much of her life fighting for the Rebellion, fighting for the New Republic or in the New Republic, where most of her time was spent in heated arguments or discussions. To some extent, she had never really been at peace, and some part of her wondered who she was without the political career. The events of the past year with the Shadow Academy and the Diversity Alliance had shown her that her children were self-sufficient, already making decisions on their own, and Leia wished she had spent more time with them as they grew. As a Jedi, she felt as if she had stagnated, even though Luke said her potential was still strong albeit in the diplomatic arena. Who was Leia Organa Solo without the title? She may not be sure right now, but she could learn--there was time yet. Leia knew that in the next few months the pressure would build, the questions will she or won't she would be heard time and time again on the holonet. She wanted it to be clear that she had made the decision and had not been influenced by some poll or some advertising scheme that her supporters had dreamt up. The only way to accomplish this was to write the speech herself, to explain to the people why she had to step down, to explain to herself why it was time to step out of this phase of her life. She wanted to put her heart into it, and hopefully in the end maybe she would surprise herself. Maybe. A whisper in her subconscious urged her to start writing, and presently thoughts began to flow like water on Mon Calamari. Pieces appeared to be falling together, and her fingertips began to tingle with the force of her emotions. A light tap on her door broke her out of reverie. Without looking up, semi-aware that she probably looked as frazzled as she felt, she called out casually, "Come in." Han strode in, with the same general air of confidence that had surrounded him all his life, "Sweetheart, I'm about to head out." Leia glanced up, gave him a quick smile and nodded absently, "I'll see you at home." She glanced back down at the screen and frowned, That doesn't sound right... She vaguely heard the door swish shut before his words caught up with her. Wait a second, he's not going home. Leia was halfway out of her seat when two hands appeared on her shoulders, gently pushing her back down. A whisper in her ear, "Relax, did you think I would leave without a kiss goodbye?" Leia smiled and turned around in her swivel chair to face her kneeling husband. "Of course not." She winced, "Sorry about that." "Its Ok Princess-I know I have to get dismissed from time to time." He watched as her pretty features turned into a worried frown. There was a slight edge to his voice, "Han?" she asked. Han flashed her one of his scoundrel grins. "Nothing's wrong." "You're going to Ord Mantell, I remember what happened. I think you're safe from bounties, and besides you're going for a legitimate reason, they invited you there." It was unlike Han to get nervous. He grinned again, "Yea, nothing to worry about." Leia laughed, "Go have fun General." "I will, Anakin expressed an interest in coming along, so I'm also going to stop by Yavin and pick up the twins. Think they'd want to see their old man as Grand Marshal?" Leia smiled wistfully, thinking about how she would rather go with him, than go another round with bureaucracy. "Yes, I think they would." Han leaned forward on his haunches and kissed her forehead. He opened his mouth to say goodbye when, as usual, her announcer went off. The voice of her aide came over the speakers, "Ma'm, I'm sorry but Counciler Fey'lya would like a word with you." Hatred is of the Dark Side. "Tell him I will comm him back in a moment." "He's in the foyer." Leia groaned inaudibly, And around and around I go. "I'll be out in a minute." The comm popped as it went silent, and she turned to Han to tell him that she would see him when he got back. He patted her knee, and got back to his feet. "You take your time, I"ll find something to keep me busy. With Chewbacca not here, I have all the time in the world." Leia grabbed a datapad and headed towards to door, while he settled himself at her desk. She turned back towards him and winked, "Thanks." ~~~~~~~~ Leia slipped into her outer office catching Borsk Fey'lya’s attention. He had been looking down at the magnificent view of the Senate building, comparing it to the view in his office and arriving to the conclusion that being Chief of State had some hidden perks. He was, as usual, immaculately groomed, with that consistent crystal clear glint of ambition in his eyes. Today though, there was something else, some aura that Leia noticed the moment she walked into the room. She wasn’t quite sure what his glowing Force presence indicated, and took her place behind her desk before leaning forward, gesturing for him to begin. “Chief of State Organa Solo.” The Bothan nodded sagely as he took a seat, “I would like to speak to you about the Duro shipping contract.“ She raised her eyebrows, purposely patronizing him. “You know it is already off the table. The final vote is this afternoon.” The Duro shipping contract had seemed to be a simple appropriation bill, extending the contract that the Duro had to manufacture and ship some defense supplies for the New Republic. The simple bill had been tacked on with so many riders that it had taken months for Leia and a coalition of delegates to come to various compromises, although even with these compromises the bill was not guaranteed to pass. Unfazed, Borsk looked at her, “I realize that. My concern is in regard to today’s vote. I believe it should be kept open. A roll call, so that we know exactly where everyone stands.” A roll call vote on this simple piece of legislation? “An open vote is logical, as this legislation is heavily based on public opinion and needs, why a roll-call?” An open vote, as opposed to an anonymous vote, was immediately placed on public record, while a roll call vote basically required Leia, or her representative to call each delegate forward to publicly and vocally submit his or her vote instead of instantaneously submitting an electronic vote. In the presence of a quorum, that often meant that the Chief of State would be required to remain in chambers for lengthy periods of time. He matched her tone, dripping with overt sarcasm. “Madame Chief of State, this legislation has been in committee for months, I think it is time to find out who wanted to keep the government in gridlock over this issue, especially when we are in the final stages of moving to a partial peacetime military. If certain individuals are forced to vocally submit their vote—providing a soundbite to today’s holonews, we may find that the final tally may shift beyond predictions, allowing the revised bill to pass.” Leia frowned, suspicion entering her subconscious, she stood up to lead him to the door. “We have four hours before the vote, let me put out some feelers. If I feel it is applicable, then we’ll take a preliminary tally via electronic then see if the votes change once the roll call is announced.” Just outside the office he looked at her with a hint of malice, “See to it that you do, or you may have bigger problems than the bill not passing.” Walking back into her private office, she fumed. I can't believe he threatened me. After all this time…and over something as small as a Duro's shipping package! He's planning something. Han was sitting at her desk, staring intently at her vidscreen. When she walked in, he pressed a few keys, and stood up. "I take it things didn't go well?" "Borsk..is Borsk. He's hiding something again." Han frowned. "Want me to ask around? I can talk to Karrde, he's bound to be at Ord Mantell, or somewhere nearby." Leia shrugged. "It could be useful, but then again, it may just be his typical hot air." She shook herself visibly, and changed the subject. "So what were you up to?" Han waved his personal data pad. "I was reading your speech. You don't mind if I keep it and read it over again?" "Of course not, show it to Luke and Mara too. I think that they should weigh in as well, as I mention the Jedi." Leia bit her lip, thinking for a moment. "It’s not done yet though, so I'll send them updated files," she hesitated for a moment. "I think I'm going to run it by Mon Mothma, and see what she thinks." Han gave her a sideways glance, and enfolded her into his arms. "How is she?" Leia shrugged, "As well as can be expected; I think she's happy to be back on Chandrila." "Hmm…" He rubbed his chin along the crown of her head, smelling her hair. It was something that always helped relieve her stress. Leia buried her face into his shoulder. "Be careful at Ord Mantell. Have fun." Han pulled her back from him and winked, "Hey, it’s me. Of course I will." Leis kissed him and laughed. ~~~ Credit: All mine...although a few things to think of..the quotation I put up there from the YJK book is also representative of this final story. Also I'm basing Leia's experiences off of a bunch of different things, specifically her reaction to the Senate in Star by Star where she finally realizes it is time to move on...(sorry i felt i should explain my musings) Edit...Yea I spelt Thyferria wrong--its now fixed to Thyferra. -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/19/05 11:03am Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Post 1
	I had to share this.. http://www.cnn.com/2005/TECH/fun.games/01/19/tater.doll.ap/index.html Darth Mr. Potato Head -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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padawan lunetta Registered: May '99	Date Posted: 1/19/05 1:34pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Post 1
	Ooh good post Love the Han and Leia mush -----signature----- Moldy Oldbie in search of a gimer stick. "Whoa, is my hair out?" Jacen\Jysella Forever!!!
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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/20/05 8:04pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to Changing of the Guard-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Post 1
	Lune I love writing h/l mush scenes they're always fun Superfluous up! (well not realy since i did a reply!) -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/21/05 9:37pm Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to COTG-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Post 1.2-Jan 22 - Date Edited: 1/29/05 7:57am (1 edits total) Edited By: jade51999
	Yavin “Run to the falls.” A single phrase urged her forward. There were no other instructions, save one, and part of her wondered if this was some sort of test or trial, instead of a regular lesson. Considering the speaker, she could not be completely sure. So she ran. She sensed the branches as they whipped by her, ducking before they hit her face, thankful that she had worn longer training pants. As she ran, she followed the one instruction that was provided, an obvious request, but one that had been vocalized for emphasis. She reached into herself and tapped into the Force. Almost immediately her perception changed. In her narrow view of her path to the falls, she could sense that she was racing against something, or someone. She could see where she was supposed to turn, when to duck away from an overhead branch, when to swing away from an acid vine. Time collapsed, and all of a sudden she was there, all her obstacles disappeared leaving a deceptively open clearing before her. She kept her pace consistent, but stretched her senses out further-- abruptly halting as her danger sense kicked in warning her to not move any further. She could sense her Aunt smiling. “You can take off your blindfold now.” Reaching up Jaina pulled the coarse linen fabric away from her eyes, and nearly fell. She was standing a hairsbreadth away from the edge of the rock outcropping that jutted out towards the falls. One more step and she would have fallen over and into the waterfall. She looked around her and frowned, “Where is everyone else?” Mara glanced back to the forest, “Most in your group is still in the forest. Tenel Ka and Lowie beat you by a few minutes. Tenel Ka managed to catch her balance right before she fell over, then after Lowie hit the water, decided it was hot enough for a dip. So they’re both down there waiting for the others. In fact, your brother is right behind you.” Jaina grinned, “No surprise there, he’s been following me since birth.” Mara laughed, and turned with her niece to face the forest, watching as Jacen, with the same linen blindfold, made his way out of the woods and towards the rock outcropping. He never even made it close to the rock, as he sensed his sister standing off to the side and was able to change direction, coming to a stop nearly five feet away. For a moment he paused, catching his breath then called, “Jaya?” Jaina glanced at Mara who nodded. “You can take off your blindfold Jace.” With one hand he removed the fabric and quickly took in his surroundings. “Where’s everyone else?” Jaina grinned at her brother, “Oh, Tenel Ka is down by the water.” She giggled as Jacen’s face became more flushed. He mumbled something under his breath, which Jaina didn’t catch, but Mara heard Zekk’s name and smiled inwardly. Together, the Jedi watched the rest of the students come into the clearing, masking their presences. Most were not able to stop themselves before falling from the ledge, but with the Force and Mara’s help, were able to slow themselves down before they dived into the water. All were thankful for a respite from the day’s heat. As the students made their way back towards the academy grounds, Mara felt a small tickle in the back of her subconscious. Barely noticeable at first, the urgency it encompassed grew until finally, in the middle of a step, right at the entrance to the Great Temple she found herself sinking to her knees. Her eyes still open Mara saw a half vision rise before her, reminiscent of the one she had right before the battle against the Diversity Alliance. A man standing on rubble in Valdet, his presence screaming for vengeance. This time though there was a distinctly different feeling, as if something had gone wrong, and that it was Mara and only Mara that could prevent disaster from striking. She had been told, during the initial vision, that she would not leave for Valdet and Danshitie until after the reconstruction of the Great Temple, and since then she had been waiting for a sign—now she had one. And before the vague scene before her collapsed, Mara heard the background murmurings turn into a phrase that was repeated over and over emblazoning it into her mind. It has the power to destroy all that he shall fight to preserve. It was a woman’s voice, one Mara did not recognize, but through her almost choking desperation she understood that whatever happened in the next few months her role would affect Tristan’s ultimate destiny, whether he knew it or not. ~~ “Aunt Mara,” “Maybe we should have her lie down, maybe the sun was too much.” “Aunt Mara?” “She’s having a Force vision.” “Oh.” “Aunt Mara!” Jacen could tell that Jaina’s slightly panicked voice was reaching through to their Aunt because, the haze-unseeing look that the rest of the Young Jedi could see in her perpetually open eyes was gradually disappearing into the fringes of her eyelids. She inhaled sharply and then blinked, shooting to her feet while blasting off orders in succession. “Jacen, your uncle is on his way to our quarters from the sparring rooms, meet him halfway and send him to the Sabre.” “Raynar, Zekk, Lowbacca-could you grab some of the food supplies for a couple weeks trip from the storage facilities and bring them back here.” “Tenel Ka, you’re the fastest here, can you run to my quarters and bring back the bag that’s sitting by the cooking area-Artoo will let you in.” “Jaina,” Mara hesitated, finally taking a moment to breathe. “Jaina, you remember how I showed you how to warm up the Sabre?” Jaina nodded, aghast. Mara felt a twinge of nervousness, “Go. Warm her up.” Jaina turned to jog to the ship then turned half way around again. “Aunt Mara-do you want a quick start or a mid-level cold start?” She hollered. Mara’s head snapped towards her niece, and if she hadn’t been in a rush, she would have teased her about how she obviously had been studying up for this very moment. Instead she yelled back—“mid level,“ and watched Jaina’s retreating form before turning back to those waiting to see if she needed anything else. She smiled warily at the others in the group, which included Lusa and a young man named Antar who had thought she had too much sun. “The Force doesn’t always give advance warning with its visions, ask Master Skywalker or any of the other older Jedi about proper procedure if you’re around someone who has a vision. Moving them is probably not a good idea, but odds are if the vision is intense, the recipient won’t notice. It is also fairly disorienting until you get used to it.” She paused, “I’ll see you when I get back, practice your reaction time to danger, it’s the key to moving fast enough to avoid it since often times, as Jedi you must react without any hesitation.” Quickly dismissing them she took fifteen minutes to sprint to the locked ammunitions bunker to check out some power packs for her blaster, then made her way back to the Sabre where the Young Jedi Knights were loading up the supplies that Raynar, Zekk and Lowbacca had brought. She boarded the ramp, stowed the munitions and made her way to the cockpit where Jaina was keeping herself busy monitoring the start-up systems. “How’s she doing?” Jaina looked up from the copilot seat, her face beaming, “Good.” “Thanks for asking about the start-up. Smart. “There was a shuffle of boots behind her and Mara walked over to Jaina. “Your Uncle’s here, could you go help the others load up?” Jaina nodded, feeling the change in her Aunt’s demeanor, and slipped out of the copilot’s seat. She nodded to her Uncle, who offered her a tense unhappy smile, as he allowed her to pass by him. She made her way through the corridor, down the ramp to where the other Young Jedi Knights were talking. All of a sudden, she didn’t feel quite so sure of herself. Jacen looked at her blinked, “What’s wrong?” Jaina glared at him. “Sometimes I hate having a twin.” She watched as Zekk and Lowie hefted a large crate into the Sabre’s hold. “No you don’t, what’s wrong?” Jaina shrugged, “I feel like we never see her.” Her twin frowned-“Aunt Mara? I don’t think she likes having to leave, but she’s married to Uncle Luke, and strong in the Force. Its nothing she can control.” Jaina nodded, “I know. I still feel bad-she and Uncle Luke have been married nearly five years now, and I think they’ve spent half that time together...at home!” Tenel Ka reached over to pat Jaina on the shoulder, reiterating “But she serves the Force, as does Master Skywalker.” The three of them lapsed into silence, which was broken as Zekk and Lowie came around the corner laughing at something. Either he was ignoring the atmosphere they had walked into or just didn’t notice, the dark haired former Dark Jedi walked over to Jaina and draped his arm over her shoulders giving her an affectionate squeeze. “So, you finally got to touch the elusive Jade Sabre?” Jaina smiled at that, pushing her momentary fears to the back of her mind. “Yes, I did, and you wouldn’t believe what she uses for her anti-grav…. Jacen couldn’t help but grin, because whatever was worrying his sister, the excitement that she felt by working on Aunt Mara’s ship completely superseded any of her other concerns. He glanced at Tenel Ka who was watching him curiously. He shrugged and raised his eyebrows at her. "Wanna hear a joke?" ~~~ Luke Skywalker was a complicated man. As the nephew of a simple moisture farmer from Tatooine, and the son of one of the most evil men in the galaxy, he had spent his youth becoming a symbol of the Jedi Order while working towards the reestablishment of the Jedi Knights. Now, reaching middle age, he had found contentment through quieter, more personal victories, through his marriage to Mara Jade. Life was as it should be. Nearly. As he passed his niece in the hall he offered her a smile, a quiet one that he knew exhibited some measure of the myriad of emotion currently running through his mind. Mara was in the cockpit of the Jade Sabre, and as he entered, she turned from the console, and dropped her tightly woven shields. Her feelings mirrored his own, and his frown grew deeper. While she leaned against the board with her arms crossed he took in her appearance. As usual, she was immaculately dressed, her red hair pulled back into a high braid, unadorned and tucked away from her face. In green slacks and a shirt, he could tell that she had not even given herself time to change after her class, although her lightsaber was latched onto her hip. He watched her for a moment before speaking. “Valdet and Danshitie?” His voice was soft, knowing the answer before she articulated it. She nodded, solemn. “I saw myself walking onto the ship, and the sun was just slipping behind the Great Temple.” “I would go with you.” Mara smiled sadly, “I know, but Kyp and Streen have yet to check in, and you know as well as I do that Force visions can’t wait.” He crossed the distance between them and took her hand, surprised to find it slightly cool to the touch. Worried he lifted a palm to her face, and frowned. “What happened?” Mara shrugged, and inhaled slowly. “I’ve never had that type of vision before, while it was mere moments, I could see the horrors of Valdet and Danshitie as if they were occurring right here on Yavin IV.” Her eyes fluttered closed, remembering. He reached for her other hand, and squeezed it reassuringly, “It unsettled you?” While her outward appearance was her usual calm façade, her reply, a low whisper, betrayed her fears. “Yes.” “Mara,” Her green eyes looked into his, and their senses intermingled. He passed on as much warmth and reassurance as he could before crushing her to his chest in a tight hug. “You’ll do fine.” You know me so well. Luke ran his hand down the back of her neck, soothing her, and pulled her away slightly before leaning in for a farewell kiss. I love you Mara Jade-Skywalker. I love you too farmboy. She hesitated, but could feel the internal clock ticking. I have to leave. Walking arm in arm down the ramp, she said goodbye to the younger Jedi. As the Sabre took off she heard his voice in her head. The Force has willed it, and I shall try to follow. Remember, you are never alone. When it wants its will heard, the Force shall guide you. And as the ship winked into hyperspace, she heard one final message. These are your trials. ~~~ Thyferra The door to the Xuchpera City Medical Center Emergency Room slammed open. A mechanized voice called out. “Station four is open.” The whirl of repulsors and wheels could barely be heard as the practiced stretcher bearers turned towards the larger of the two new emergency bays. Just behind them came the petite, dark haired doctor, just starting her shift, calling out orders to the team while simultaneous stripping off her light jacket and tossing her bag behind the desk. Her sneakers squeaked as she sprinted into the disinfectant room, stabbing at the intercom while she waited for the doors to unlock. “What’s going on.” A 2-1B answered. “Human, male, no identification or medical bracelet. Hit by a car just outside.” “I know that I’m the DOS.” The droid continued. “Some breakage in the legs, ribs are tender—evidence of prior injury in the abdomen, there are bandages, scarring.” SWISH The doors let her through. She snapped on a pair of gloves and moved towards the victim’s head, checking his eyes. “There’s evidence of head trauma.” She grabbed the scanner droid that was floating overhead. “Do a neural analysis. X259” Almost immediately a low light shot out from the underside mapping the brain through light waves. A loud tone to his right alerted the team to a shift in vitals. A Twi’lek nurse called out. “Doctor, we lost the pulse, he’s not breathing,” She blew some hair out of her face. “Crash cart.” BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP “Try again, in three-two-one.” “There is a detection of some blood loss--” She cut off the droid, gesturing to the med student , “Aimei, I need another hand over here, we need to stop the bleeding.” “Right here Doctor.” BEEEEEEEEEEEEP “Three-two-one.” BEEEEEEEEEEP “Push 12 milligrams of ---- BEEEEEEEEEP Blip. Blip. Blip-blip. Blip. Blip. Blip. “Doctor, I have a rhythm, its weak but there.” She took a deep breath. “All right, let’s see if we can get some of this patched up. Then we’ll send him to the tanks.” The scanner droid hovered near her arm. “Analysis complete.” She glanced up to look at the screen with the results, “Shavit.” ~~~~~~~~~ The seats in the emergency room were comfortable enough, but Nestor did not notice. Ever since he had arrived the night before he had become engrossed in meditation, reading and rereading Elbereth’s letter to him before she died. I put my faith in you. For what you have done and shall do. I thank you. His mind screamed, at himself. Why didn’t you make him get help. At Tristan. Fight, don’t give up. How can I protect you if you won’t save yourself? “Sir?” Nestor looked up. If it had been another time, another place, he would have been able to appreciate the subtle beauty of the woman—no doctor-- before him. Instead he offered a wan, tired smile in greeting, which froze halfway when his fatigued mind took in the expression on her face. “What’s wrong?” “Are you a relative of the individual who was hit outside this hospital today?” “His hi-doc-“He winced, “His name is Tristan. I’m his cousin. Nestor Alluvia” “Mr. Alluvia. We should sit down.“ She reached over and gently, placing both arms on the larger mans crossed elbows and pulled him back into the seat. This was the worst part about her job, giving the bad news to the loved ones. “Mr. Alluvia. I’m Dr. Stanton. I was the doctor that arrived first on the scene after the accident, and who worked on him here, in the ER. Mr. Alluvia, I’m so sorry…” End Post 1 Credit: All of this was mine, the events take place right before Return to Ord Mantell b/c in the start of the book is a scene with Kyp and Streen returning from a mission...Yea, I've been watching too much of ER...and DOS=Doctor on Scene... -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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StarFighter5 Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 1/22/05 8:44am Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to COTG-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Post 1.2-Jan 22
	I really liked that chapter. Mara's departure was sweet and I feel bad for the doctor. -----signature----- "I hope I slept with you to get the job. if not, then who the hell was that guy?" - Carrie Fisher "Now that I'm a pez and a lego, I shall want for nothing else." -Jeremy Bulloch "Thank you for going to the movies. Especially mine." - George Lucas
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padawan lunetta Registered: May '99	Date Posted: 1/22/05 11:28am Subject: RE: The Coming Challenge-Sequal to COTG-YJK Arc 3/NJO, M/L, H/L, YJK, OC's--Post 1.2-Jan 22
	Very good post, Mara's departure was sweet, you write her and my Lukie well. Sad with the medical center part...nicely done though. Can't wait for more! -----signature----- Moldy Oldbie in search of a gimer stick. "Whoa, is my hair out?" Jacen\Jysella Forever!!!
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