A Jedi, A Slave

Summary:

Obi-wan Kenobi, a 16 year old padawan apprentice, wakes up in the med-center of the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. He is beaten and battered, with many broken bones that have barely begun to heal. Lylette Gwaqi, a Bothan Jedi healer, sits and listens to Obi-wan's incredible story of sacrifice and survival.

This entire story is told in first person by Obi-wan himself. His story takes place on planets such as Coruscant and Zhar. There are many familiar characters form the movies as well as the Expanded Universe. The story takes place 8 years before the Battle of Naboo. This story gets dark and sinister and explores the emotions of a tramatized young man.

This one is really for the kids and teenagers, but everyone is invited to read on. I hope you enjoy it. know I'll enjoy writting it.

-Avery

 

Hey, now this looks cool- let's see it!

 

Oooh, bring it on, I'm excited already!

 

Sounds interesting.

 

Hm...

 

Oh, my head. It hurts. How did I get back to the temple?
"OUCH!"
"Take it easy there Obi-wan. My name is Master Gwaqi. You just finished you first bacta treatment. I think you'll be just fine."
"How did I get back here? I was on Zhar."
" I know. The pilot of a freighter dropped you off. We were concerned. What happened? "
What did happen? I don't even know. Last thing I remember is hitting the ground right after an explosion."To tell you the truth I don't really know what happened. Everything is so confusing right now, and so painful."
Oh, my side. Don't give into it. Just use the Force.
"Whoa there turbo. Why don't you start with your mission? Maybe it will calm you down a bit. Are you hungry?"
"Just thirsty. Thank you."
My mission must have started a month ago.
"My mission was to find Jedi Master Kuazs. He had gone missing for more than 3 months. We were assigned because my master, Qui-Gon, and Master Kuazs were good friends before Kuazs retired. Kuazs was last seen here on Coruscant. We went to some friends for information. The only lead we got was from Dexter Jetser." His diner always smells good. Oh my! I guess I am hungry. "Maybe I will have a bite. I don't remember the last time I ate."
" Of course. I hope bagga fruit is adequate. Please continue."
" We were told somebody put a huge bounty on Kuazs by some crime lord in the outer rim, but no place specific. It could have been anybody. He was hated by most criminal societies for ruining their businesses at one time or other. Qui-Gon thought it to be a good idea to search the area where Kuazs was last seen: in or around the Gilliada Museum.
"I went inside the museum to ask around while Qui-Gon looked for clues outside. Most of the employees had remembered Master Kuazs and surveillance tapes confirmed his arrival but, as far as I could see, nothing indicated any foul play. Then Qui-Gon came running through the door of the security office and said ' Let's go!' I asked him what he had found and he showed me half a cuff. My best guess was it was sliced by a lightsaber. Qui-Gon agreed.
"There were inscriptions on it but not enough remained for us to match it to anything. We searched through the temple archives to find something even remotely resembling it. We came up with three answers. The first was a wild life preservation fund, which we immediately ruled out. The second was a secret society known for acts of terrorism. This group was incarcerated five or six years ago. So our only lead was a narcotics ring led by someone named Vel out on Zhar.
"Vel was never arrested because he never left Zhar and had all the goods smuggled into the Republic. I could tell Qui-Gon was upset with Kuazs' disappearance and was anxious to find him. With the Council's permission, we left for Zhar. It was a long jump through hyperspace, so I pulled up all the information I could on our destination. From what I could tell, we were in for everything from drugs to prostitution to complete anarchy. One thing I found strange was this Vel was almost a type of government. A ruler. Everyone feared him and everyone obeyed him. I knew I was far from prepared for what was to come.?

 

"How do you know? How do you know you were unprepared?"
"As soon as we stepped off the transport we saw the horror of it all. Children living the lives of street rats, prostitutes waiting for their next employer, people living in everything from empty fuel barrels to moving crates. I had seen a lot of terrible things in my life but the worst of it was right out side this small bar. A man, maybe even a boy, propped up against a ceiling support, eyes glazed over and mouth open with flies buzzing in and out." Don't cry. Whatever you do, don't cry. If you cry you're gonna lose it. You're going to be bawling and you won't be able to stop. Just breathe."He was dead. It wasn't like I hadn't seen a dead body before. I had. It's just that-"
"It's okay Obi-wan. You don't have to tell me that part. What happened next? Did you find Vel?"
"Yes, but we had to ask around. We could tell that Vel was a popular person but for some reason people were afraid to point us in the right direction. Eventually Vel came to us, in a way. Four rather large and intimidating trandoshans corner us. We ignited our lightsabers and were ready to fight when one of them spoke. He said,'We don't want to fight you jedi. Vel requesstss your company.'"Qui-Gon agreed and we followed them through the labyrinth of dirt roads and back allies until we stopped at a plain gray building.
"It wasn't very impressive and definitely not something you expected to find a crime lord in. When one of our scaly escorts opened the unlocked door we could see straight down a steep staircase. As we made our way down there came a low rhythmic thumping. The farther down we went the louder it got. Soon it was accompanied by music. At the bottom of the staircase it opened up into a huge room stuffed full with dancing, partying, stung out bodies. I could smell the ale and made sure to stay close to my master. We were led through the sea of people. I felt my pockets being picked more than once and I stopped them before anything was taken."
"Why were these people celebrating? Or did they need a reason?"
"No, I don't think they did need a reason. We pushed our way to the back of the room. There we could see the band in one corner and in the other was a pile of pillows stacked all the way up to the ceiling. One of the trandoshans whispered in the ear of a woman who was surrounded by what seemed to be suitors, or at least males of many species who were attempting to catch her attention. She stood up, not taking notice of a would be suitor's glass of ale, which she knocked from his hand. She gestured to the band to stop playing. When it did a long, loud moan came from the audience. There was still a very high pitched ringing in my ears.
"Who was she?"
"Hold on, I'm getting there."
"Oh, sorry. Go ahead."
"Qui-Gon introduced ourselves. The woman then asked, 'What are jedi doing this far outside republic borders?' Qui-Gon tensed a bit. He could feel Kuasz, and he was getting weaker. He let his anger roll off of him, then said,'A jedi master by the name of Gan Kuasz was kidnapped and we have come here in search of him. We have reason to believe that he is being held here.' The woman didn't even deny that she had Kuasz. She said, 'Kuasz is no longer a member of the Republic. He is my property now.' Qui-Gon's patience was running thin. He kept himself under control fairly well, though. I could feel the crowd turning to look at us. Their gaze falling on us. I tried to shake the feeling but couldn't. Qui-Gon then asked if she was Vel. I looked at her. The tall brunette answered by saying, 'Yes, I am Vel.'

 

Oh my goodness. This is great! I can't wait to find out what happens to Obi-Wan and how he became a slave. Hmm. I wonder what happened to Qui-Gon. Keep writing and posting soon!

 

"She wore long, black synthetic pants with a black corset laced tight to her thin frame. I took her to be at least twenty-five. Qui-Gon said, 'We are willing to bargain for Kuasz. We have Republic credits.' She scoffed at him and said, 'The only thing that can be exchanged for a slave is another slave, and unless you have one I suggest you leave.'
"Qui-Gon certainly had no intention of leaving. This is where it all began. Qui-Gon said he was 'willing to take Kuasz's place.'
"Oh, my! What did you do?"
"What could I do? I was dumbfounded. I would never imagine Qui-Gon as a slave, especially to that woman. I guess she couldn't imagine it either. She sized him up and finally said, 'No, not you. However, I am willing to trade any two of my slaves for your apprentice.'
"What?! She wanted you?"
"Soon Vel started sizing me up. She had a look of wicked pleasure on her face, as though she had trapped us and was proud of herself." Control your anger. Don't give into it. Relax?."Qui-Gon refused. I didn't want to go but, to save the lives of not only his friend but of another slave, I was willing. I made every attempt to convince Qui-Gon I would go but he told me, 'We will find some other way.' I asked him, 'What if there is no other way. We can't risk Kuasz's life like this.' I probably shouldn't have talked to my master that way but this was something I knew I had to do. I had to take his place. That was why I trained as a jedi all my life. To defend the lives of others. Am I right?"



~*~*~OOC~*~*~
Sorry I wasn't able to write more. Maybe I'll be able to add some later today. Thanks for all the PM about how much you like my writing. I really appreciate it.

 

This looks pretty good, Avery. Keep it up!

 

More please soon!!!

 

this is so intruging!need more.Good Work

 

Very nice so far. Another FanFic writer from the OC fan force. Keep up[ the good work D_A.

 

Great. Your posts are great. Waiting for more.

Aunecah_Skywalker

 

Um ... up?