Locked by jedi-thespian

This is the result of a poll and an idea that I had from my Obi/Sabe. Here goes the first post:



The humiliation was horrid. He had failed. It was two years now, two years since Xanatos had left him for the Dark Side and he had to kill him. Was he really dead?
This had plagued his soul for two years. He had tried to find peace in the Force, but there was an empty place in his heart. He could've saved him, but it was too late. Would he ever find peace again?...

*****

Sarahi gasped in another breath of air. Her heart rate was increasing rapidly. She reached for her medication and took one pill and swallowed it.

Her mistress, Jamilla Ruscha, the Lady of Ruscha, saw this and asked,

"Are you all right, Sarahi?"

"Yes, my lady. I'm all right now."

"Very well," Jamilla kept her eyes on her paid companion, making sure that she wouldn't pass out or anything, she then said, "Perhaps you should sit down. Take that chair."

"Thank you, my lady."

Sarahi sat down and ran her fingers through her thick red hair. She was now in her late thirties, even though she was told by many that she looked the part of a woman ten or twelve years younger. Her heart was growing weaker.

She had been sheltered all of her life, her job as the paid companion to the Lady of Ruscha was an easy one. She had rarely left Naboo, her home planet. But at this time, Jamilla's husband had business in Coruscant and requested his wife's presence there. Sarahi was told by the healers that she could go as long as she didn't overexert herself.

The ship was now landing in Coruscant. Sarahi looked with wonder at the vast field of buildings. She tried not to get too excited, but was having a hard time doing so...

 

"If you look over there, you can see the Jedi Temple," said Jamilla's escort, Gowan Maxon.

Sarahi looked out the window in their ship and saw the Temple. It was a beautiful building. She had heard that the Jedi were peacemakers, and that they were the ones to bring order to the galaxy, not the politicians.

The ship landed on a platform set high in the air. When Sarahi realized how high they were, she tried not to be nervous. It would only bring her heart rate up.

She stepped out with her mistress and the escort onto the platform, and that was when she realized how enormous this vast city-planet was. It was overwhelming.

*****

Qui-Gon Jinn walked through the halls of the Jedi Temple to the Council room. The Jedi Council wished to have words with him.

 

Good start, Jedi-thespian.
I'm anxious read more.
I'm sure know what means

 

Qui-Gon Jinn entered into the Council chamber. He stood in the middle of the room and Master Yoda said to him,

"Watching you we have been, Master Qui-Gon."

Qui-Gon tried not to change his expression,

"And?"

"Filled with hatred for thyself, you are becoming."

"Hatred will inevitably lead to the Dark Side," said Master Yareal Poof, "especially hatred for yourself."

Mace Windu spoke up,

"This is because of Xanatos, isn't it? You doubt his death."

"Yes," said Qui-Gon, knowing that he could hide nothing from the Council.

"To select another Padawan, your duty is. Train him or her to the best of your ability, you must," Yoda replied.

Qui-Gon nodded,

"Yes, Masters."

And he walked out, clearly agitated. Mace Windu sighed and got up and followed him.

Once he had followed Qui-Gon into the hall, Windu said,

"Qui-Gon, stop."

Qui-Gon stopped in his tracks and turned to face his friend,

"What is it, Master Mace?"

"Qui-Gon, I have not left the Council chamber to speak to you as a Jedi, but as your friend. I called you to the meeting. The reason I didn't say anything else in there was because I wished to speak with you alone."

"What have you to say?"

"I have noticed that you haven't been taking care of yourself lately, Qui-Gon. Your robes are disheveled, your hair needs cutting, and you look like you haven't sleep in four weeks. Not to mention the fact that you've grown more rebellious against the Council. Qui-Gon, Xanatos is dead, let him go. Let him go before you destroy yourself."

Qui-Gon looked down, then put his hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Thank you, my friend."

Mace Windu nodded and walked back to the Council chamber.

 

A new fic JT! I'll look out for this, I must say great start Your right on par. . . .

Am

 

jedi_thespian, how did I miss this when you started posting?

Great story! Now I have something new to read obsessively...

 

Sarahi sat in a restaurant in Coruscant with Lady Jamilla. Jamilla sipped on her tea and looked at a clock in the wall.

"My husband should be here any time now. I wonder what is keeping him."

"Well, my lady, I wouldn't be surprised if it were traffic," replied Sarahi, looking out the window at the city.

Jamilla put down her cup and said,

"Sarahi, I hope that this trip hasn't been too stressful for you."

"Oh, no, my lady, it has been quite the opposite. May I walk outside?"

"Yes."

Sarahi got up and walked towards the door. She was a person of small stature compared to some people, and she was concentrating on the city around her, so she wasn't prepared for what was to occur next.

Before she knew it, a very tall man appeared right in front of her at the door at a fast pace and Sarahi bumped against him and fell to the floor...

*****

Qui-Gon was struck dumbfounded. He had walked into the restaurant and felt a shock. Perhaps he should've been concentrating more on the Force rather than lunch or this wouldn't have happened.

He saw the woman, who had been knocked onto the floor and he said, very remorsefully,

"I'm so sorry," he bent down and took the woman's hand, "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."

He then noticed that the woman still looked startled and now was beginning to breathe very rapidly...

*****

*Oh, no,* thought Sarahi, *my heart.*

"Are you all right?" asked the man.

By this time, Jamilla had rushed from her table with Sarahi's medication. She said,

"Oh, Sarahi, let me help you."

"I'll help her, madam," said the man. He lifted her up and said, "There you go."

By this time, Jamilla had handed Sarahi her medication. Sarahi popped it into her mouth and swallowed it. The man, obviously concerned, asked,

"What is wrong?"

"I have a weak heart," replied Sarahi, "but it is all right now."

The man's eyes went wide and he said,

"I beg your forgiveness."

"What is your name?" asked Jamilla.

"Qui-Gon Jinn, Jedi Master."

"A Jedi? Well, I thought that Jedi always knew where they were going..."

"My lady, it is all right now," Sarahi said, walking past the two and going out to the sidewalk to get some fresh air. There were very few times when she had been this embarrassed. She should've been watching where she was going. She had to leave quickly before the Jedi noticed her blushing. And she hadn't been blushing for the embarrassment either.

He had been a very handsome man, which made this worse. Sarahi had always been shy around men, especially tall, handsome ones. They always made her nervous, which would bring her heart rate up.

She leaned on the railing of the sidewalk and took deep breaths. However, she was soon to be startled again when she heard a male voice behind her,

"Hello."

She jumped and turned around to find the Jedi. He said,

"I'm sorry that I frightened you."

"It's quite all right, I've had this heart condition ever since I was little. I'm fine now."

"You never told me your name, Miss..."

"Sarahi Nache...You said you were a Jedi Master?"

"Yes."

"Why are you here? Is something wrong?"

Qui-Gon looked sheepish, and said,

"No, I was hungry."

Sarahi stared blankly at him for a couple of moments and then laughed,

"Oh."

The two continued to talk as they walked back into the restaurant...

 

A few moments after the previous occurances, Master Mace Windu had gone searching for his friend and could sense him in the restaurant where he usually had lunch. He walked in, expecting to see Qui-Gon sulking by himself, nursing a soda. Instead, he found him talking and laughing with (of all things!) two very attractive women.

Mace's eyebrows went up. He walked over to the table at which they were sitting at and asked,

"Qui-Gon Jinn, would you be so kind as to introduce me to your friends?"

Qui-Gon looked up and smiled,

"Hello, Mace. Jamilla, Nubian Lady of Ruscha, and Sarahi Nache, meet Master Mace Windu, one of my fellow Jedi, a member of the Jedi Council, and my friend."

Mace bowed to the two ladies,

"Greetings. May I sit down?" Mace was curious.

"Yes," said the one named Jamilla.

Mace sat down and looked at Qui-Gon inquiringly. Qui-Gon knew his thoughts and said,

"I met them when I accidentally bumped into Miss Sarahi."

"Really," said Mace, not knowing what to think.

"Sarahi and I were supposed to have met my husband here," said Jamilla, "but something must've gone wrong."

"Hmm," thought Mace aloud, "interesting."

Mace could sense that there was more to these women then met the eye. He could also sense Qui-Gon's obvious attraction to the one named Sarahi. She was very beautiful indeed, and her shyness and modesty was balanced with Qui-Gon's forwardness.

While he was thinking this, he sensed something else...danger. He put his hand on Qui-Gon's shoulder to get his attention. Qui-Gon turned to his friend,

"What is it, Mace?"

Mace didn't say anything, but continued to search the place with the Force, trying to locate the danger. Qui-Gon noticed his far-off expression and realized that he must detect something...

*****

*You feel danger, Qui-Gon?* communicated Mace.

*Yes.*

*It is focused...in the east side of the restaurant...That man...*

Qui-Gon could see the man from where he was sitting. The man got up and walked out of the restaurant...

*****

"Master Qui-Gon? Master Mace? Are you all right?" asked Sarahi. The masters were looking very strange.

She was then quite startled when Qui-Gon and Mace both yelled,

"Everyone get DOWN!"

Sarahi and Jamilla scrambled down underneath their tables as an explosion occurred in the east side of the restaurant...

 

This is soo exciting! More please....I love how they bumped into each other

Am

 

People who had been on the east side of the restaurant were thrown by the blast, but the two Jedi Masters had set up protective shields amongst them, so they only suffered bruises.

However, the explosion caused a lot of dust to fly up in the air, getting in the Masters throats and blinding them. Then, for all of the confusion and the hysteria, Qui-Gon could hear Sarahi and Jamilla screaming as loud as they could.

"Help us! Aaaahhh!"

Qui-Gon looked around and couldn't see anything. Than it occurred to him to use the Force to blow away the dust.

Once the dust in front of him cleared, he could see the two women getting pulled out of the doors by two big men. Qui-Gon, feeling anger, charged at this scene with his lightsaber.

Mace Windu saw this, but was soon surrounded by terrorists. There was nothing he could do short of using the Force. But before he could concentrate, he was greatly distracted because he saw Qui-Gon get surrounded as well and get shot from behind with a stun blast, and the women were dragged off to a ship. This was just moments before he felt a stun blast as well as Qui-Gon and everything fell into darkness...

 

Great Action, keep going

Am