Missing Something?

Hi everybody. This is my second Fan Fic ever and I am sure it will be much better than my first... THE WORST THING A JEDI COULD GO THROUGH.



This is not a sequel, or prequel to the above fic. Just something I've had running throught my head for a month now.

As always comments are well appreciated.

Missing Something?

By me! light_sabe_r

BTW I don?t own anyone here. They are all property of Lucasfilm. Even the ones I made up! Mr Lucas can keep my characters and claim them as his own if he so chooses, actually anyone can use em. I don?t mind. J The reason I?m broke is I don?t write for money.

Chapter 1: Black Boots on a Jedi Apprentice

?Corulag Academy. The place where many great military minds matured and are doing so as we speak,? Qui-Gon Jinn told his fifteen-year-old apprentice. ?The council has asked me to ask you whether you would like to undertake a semester of special training there.?

Obi-Wan?s eyes lit up with a surprised shock. ?Me? Enrol at the Republic?s Academy??

?Yes.? Qui-Gon replied.

?But?? Obi-Wan responded. ?What about my training??

?As long as you stay on top of things I see no problem in it. I will be coming with you of course.?

Obi-Wan cocked an eyebrow. ?I sense there?s something more to this.?

Qui-Gon sighed. ?At least I know you?re perception training is improving.? Qui-Gon knelt on the floor of the Jedi?s apartment and placed a large hand on his apprentice?s broad shoulder. ?I have had a request from the academy to give a semester long guest lecture on the Jedi?s role to the republic.?

Obi-Wan laughed. ?They?re going to murder you Master.?

Qui-Gon stiffened. ?I will also be teaching them a short course in philosophy.?

Obi-Wan nodded. ?That sounds reasonable.?

Qui-Gon smiled. ?So when I forwarded this to the council, they suggested rather than leave you alone for school hours, you should enrol.?

?Cool.? Obi-Wan shrugged.

?There is a catch.?

?Here it comes!? Obi-Wan moaned melodramatically.

?You have to be at Corulag for an entrance exam tomorrow,? Qui-Gon grinned a little. ?Alone.?

Obi-Wan?s eyes lit up. ?Alone??

?Your friend, oh what is your friends name who is a Jedi specialist pilot??

?Garen Muln.? Obi-Wan answered. His eyes lit up. ?Garen?s going to be my pilot??

Just then there was a knock on their door. Qui-Gon stood from the floor and activated the opening mechanism. A young human boy, same height and build as Obi-Wan stood leaning against the doorframe. Dressed in a pilot?s jumpsuit, Garen smiled like a cocky stunt fighter. He pointed to Obi-Wan and laughed ?Hey!?

?Garen!? Obi-Wan grinned from ear to ear. The last time he had seen Garen had been when Xanatos was invading the Temple. Garen had posed as Obi-Wan to fool the dark Jedi. Obi-Wan?s feet cramped just thinking about Garen?s boots that were way to small for him anyway.

Qui-Gon took note of the young Jedi. Being a pilot, a ?specialist? pilot, ego just seemed to roll off him. The Jedi Master wasn?t so sure about sending his Padawan off with this cocky and brash young boy. But the boy was a Jedi, and he had pulled through before. ?How have you been Garen??

?Off seeing the galaxy. Flying into hostile situations to pluck Jedi Masters out from the centre of a war zone or drop them off there, only to fly straight back out again.? Garen shrugged his shoulders. ?Other than that, nothing much Master Jinn.?

Garen stepped through the door and bowed, then turned to Obi-Wan. ?Ready to go??

?Now? But I have to pack!? Obi-Wan quickly realised what that meant so he turned and raced into his room to pack whatever he could manage to take. Qui-Gon appeared at the door not long after.

?You?re not going as a Jedi.?

Obi-Wan stopped folding his tunic. ?What??

Qui-Gon took the folded tunic out of his apprentice?s hands. ?You could be a target.? The Jedi Master disappeared out of the room and returned a few minutes later with casual clothes. ?You will have to look like a civilian-?

?Of what planet??

?Coru

 

Good Fic:>

 

Argh! So close to doing a light_sabe_r and being the first to reply!

Yipee! Another story to bookmark and keep and eye on.

Kithera

 

Okay! Here's Chapter two!
Chapter 2: The Boarder Comes Home

A thirteen-year-old boy with greenish skin, maroon eyes and white hair sat crammed between two female Wookies on his long flight home.
Stacki hart, for that was his name kept wriggling his Fortif-Aekorian body in his chair. //Why doesn?t dad ever put me in first class? He is the Deputy Prime Minister of Aekor for crying out loud!//

He rubbed his eyes. The semester at the Academy had taken a lot out of him. Thank goodness for the three-week vacation so the administration could enrol other candidates.

Stacki was fed up with this space flight. It had been ten hours straight from Colurag! Stuck between to Wookies with bad breath, and possibly on heat.

Luckily, an Arrof-Aekorian saved him. Unlike himself, a Fortif-Aekorian, the Arrof had yellow skin and gold hair. Other than that the only difference was their tribal ancestry.

?Are you Stacki Hart??

Stacki nodded. The stewardess handed him a data card and returned to her duties.

Stacki placed the card in his data pad and activate the file. It was a transmission from his dad.

?Hey kiddo!? the usually boring parliamentarian greeted. ?I?m so sorry, I can?t meet you at the air port, I have some Galactic Senate Ambassador to meet today. But don?t worry! Leek will meet you at the gate and bring you to the Parliament. Sorry to do this to you on your holiday.? Stacki felt like erasing the file right about now. ?By the way son, I thought you would like to go visit your mum while you?re here, so I?ve set aside the day after tomorrow for that. Anyway, I must get going. See you when you get here Stacki! Bye!?

The transmission ended. Stacki closed his data pad and looked over one of the Wookie?s knees and out the view port.

He didn?t realise it while he was reading, but the transport was landing.

When the transport rolled to a complete stop, Stacki stood up and got out of the cramped space as quickly as possible.

Inside Aekor?s spaceport terminal, Stacki found his twelve-year-old sister waiting at the gate with a holocam.

?Hi Stacki! Give us a wave!? Leek shouted from her taping. Stacki waved to the camera.

?Leek, stop filming will ya?? he moaned. ?I?m jet lagged.?

?Not until you tell the camera that you love me!? she demanded.

?I hate you, bye-bye.? Stacki said and walked off.

?Ugh! Loser!? Leek protested pulling herself away from the camera. ?I?m going to have to wipe that now!?

?Good!?

Leek smiled. She looked like her brother, only her hair was in four, short pigtails and she was dressed for the climate of the capital city, Valtizef. Today it had been forecast hot and muggy. Leek was dressed in a pair of short shorts and a boob tube.

?So did ya miss me??

?No actually I didn?t,? Stacki replied. ?Some other teenybopper found me to annoy.?

Leek kicked him.

Stacki gathered his luggage from the collection point and followed his kid sister into the speeder. He looked for the chauffer, but didn?t see one.

?Where?s Reg?? Stacki asked. Reg was the family?s chauffer.

?Day off.? Leek replied happily. ?I?m driving today!?

?There has to be a law about that.? Stacki replied throwing his gear in the back and taking off his Academy jacket.

Leek was actually a pretty good driver. For a start, she didn?t kill anyone.

Stacki made a vow never to hop in a speeder with her again.

His moment of nausea passed as soon as he saw his father. Deputy Hart was the youngest Minister in the Parliament, but he was also one of the most experienced.

Stacki ran to his father and wrapped his arms around him.

?Good to see you my son!? Stacki?s Dad replied to the greeting. ?I can?t stay long, Senator Palpetine is going to give an ambassadorial speech to the parliament and the PM wants me there pronto.?

Stacki gloomed a little, but then realised what his Dad had said. ?Senator Palpetine is here??

?That?s what I said!?

?He was at the Academy last week!? Stacki replied. ?He was viewing our classes.?

His dad smiled.

 

Hurray light_saber_r!! I'm so glad you started posting it!! It's just as good the second time through!

I'm looking forward to the rest!!

 

YAHOO! Four different readers commenting. I feel priveledged.
Chapter 3: Arrival at Corulag.

Staring at himself in the mirror, Obi-Wan laughed at the Sithly sight, A Jedi Padawan all dressed in black. Garen couldn?t help but laugh at him too. ?Oh and here comes Obi-Wan wearing the newest functional pieces from Jinn?s wardrobe.?

Obi-Wan strutted forward and turned like he was on a catwalk sending his Padawan braid orbiting around his head, then landing on his left cheek. ?This trip was worth it just for the chance to wear some new clothes.?

Garen pointed to his braid. ?What about that??

Obi-Wan fingered it as he thought. ?What about it??

?Aren?t you going to disguise it somehow??

?No.? Obi-wan replied. ?There is so much cultural diversity on the planet as there is. The braid will just blend into the background.?

?Then there?s the lightsabre to worry about.?

Obi-Wan rolled up his sleeve. ?A hidden pocket. It?s nice to have a jacket custom made for Jedi undercover.? and with that he slid his lightsabre up his sleeve.

Garen shook his head and returned to the pilot?s chair. ?Approaching Corulag. So you better strap in.?

Obi-Wan shrugged and took his place in the co-pilot?s chair as Garen released the hyperspace leaver. The greyish planet filled the screen before them.

?It?s beautiful.? Obi-Wan exclaimed.

Garen scoffed. ?It would still be rock if the Academy hadn?t opened ten years ago!?

?It still is a rock!? Obi-Wan replied. ?Only with lots of people scampering about on its surface.?

Garen looked stunned. ?You have spent way too much time around your Master.?

?Whatever. Just bring her down.? Obi-Wan told him.

?Okay!? Garen laughed enthusiastically while opening his comm. channel. ?Academy Spaceport, this is the ?Star Streaker? requesting permission to land.?

?Hold on ?Star Streaker,? the controller replied. ?We?re checking your ID now.? Garen waited through the silence patiently. ?All clear ?Star Streaker.? Land in docking bay 403. You will have an escort for your passenger waiting there for you.?

?Thank-you control.? Garen smiled. ?Star Streaker? out.?

?I?ll just call Qui-Gon before we land okay.? Obi-Wan told Garen swivelling his chair towards the communications panel.

?Sure Obi-Wan.? Garen replied.

Obi-Wan sent a quick message to the temple explaining to Qui-Gon where he was and how he was feeling about the test.

Afterwards he leant back and enjoyed the smooth landing. Garen really was a good pilot.

When they docked, the boys unstrapped themselves. ?I can?t come in with you, so I?ll have to say may the Force be with you, Obi-Wan.?

?You too Garen.? Obi-Wan smiled. ?For once I have a good feeling about this.?

?I?ll be waiting for you in here.? Garen spun around, motioning to the splendorous environment surrounding him.

?See-you when I come back then.? Obi-Wan replied with a wave and exited the craft.

Standing at the base of the ship?s ramp was a thin human woman wearing a cape with the Republic crest on its shoulders. Obi-Wan stepped towards her cautiously.

?State your name and business.? she asked him in a rude and cold tone.

?Obi-Wan Kenobi.? Obi-Wan bowed. He would not forget his Jedi courtesy just because he was a student here. ?I?m here to enrol.?

?Ah,? the woman replied. ?You?re the Jedi boy aren?t you??

Obi-Wan was taken aback by this. //So they all know who I am already?//

?Follow me Jedi, I?ll show you to the recruiting area.? She walked ahead of him. She reminded him a lot of strict Jedi Master with nothing better to do than inflict extra homework on his students.

Obi-Wan learnt the woman?s name was Ms Ine. She was a Math teacher who had studied here and had returned to teach mathematics. ?We?re all looking forward to the addition of your Master to the teaching staff. All of us look forward to him sharing his wisdom.?

Obi-Wan nodded. ?It is an honour for me to be his student, as it is for me to be a guest here.?

?You speak as if you are beyond your years.? Ms Ine look

 

Her eyes looked strangely like cold vomit? Yuck! Definitely a person to be aware of!

I like this idea. I'll be interested to see where it leads. The obstacle course is a good start. Obi-Wan should have a few advantages there. Let's see how he does on the Basic essay! "What I did in my summer holidays". Well, let's see, saved the galaxy three times...

 

I like. sounds vaugely familliar, yet different.
Did Qui-Gon go to 'how to embarass your Padawan in Five easy steps'?

 

OOH, I just found this story and it is awesome! Can't wait for the next post!

 

Ohh watch out. I bet they are going to watch him go through the course and then think "who the heck is that?"

 

Another eager reader to add to your list! Great idea! It'll be interesting seeing how Obi copes with the exam by himself.

 

This story sounds interesting. Please continue.

 

I just found this story and love it already! I also loved your first one (TWTAJCGT) so expect this one to be just as great.

I love the conversation before Obi leave with Qui about enough undies and socks and be safe and do your best. Qui sounds just like my MOM!

You can tell he really cares for Obi in a parental way also.

"I have a good feeling about this" Hmmm, maybe for once things will go Obi's way. (Of course I doubt they REALLY will)

Post soon please!

 

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What a response! For that you all get two posts tonight!

Thanks! Chapter 4: EXAMS!

There was a mad rush to scramble out of the doors. Obi-Wan was the last out. Standing in front of him was the largest obstacle course he had ever seen.

Ms Ine and three other adults stood upon a podium to the recruit?s right.

?Welcome students!? a fat Twi'lek man pronounced. ?I am Roma, the head master of this Academy. Today you will be put through a series of tests which will examine your fitness and your intellect.?

He pointed to the course behind him. ?That there is the course our senior students run every day.? There was a few mumbles in the crowd. ?Today you shall run it. Twelve recruits will run and be timed for it. Don?t see it as a race, see it as a personal challenge.?

Obi-Wan delighted in the idea. He looked out across the crowd of students, some younger, some older, each waiting nervously for them to prove themselves worthy of gaining entry into the school.

Obi-Wan had the upper hand. He was already in.

The head Master began reading out the names of those who were to compete first. There were six names announced, Obi-Wan was called sixth.

Suddenly he didn?t feel so confident.

Obi-Wan made his way up to the podium. He glanced out across the course that lay ahead of him. ?Whoa.?

The head Master held a blaster high. ?On your marks, get set!? there was a loud bang and each and every one of Obi-Wan?s nerves and muscles slowly opened up to the Force.

The first part of the course was a one hundred metre sprint downhill. There was a tall gangly human boy in the lead with Obi-Wan and two others on his tail. The other eight were twenty meters or so behind when they reached the first obstacle.

The nets lay twenty centimetres over the ground. Obi-Wan wriggled his way through slowly. If he was at the temple they would have let him use hie lightsabre to cut through the darn things in order to move on faster. The others were starting to catch up now.

The Padawan used the Force to push him subtly onwards through the nets until finally he reached the end.

He was still second, but the others were at least ten seconds behind.

There was now a sprint through the mud. Obi-Wan could see who was leading now, a young dug from Malastare was carefully gliding through on his hands using his feet as spring boards to propel him further.

He looked like an upside down horse!

Obi-Wan felt stupid in getting his new clothes all dirty, but it had to be done! He charged through the mud, using the Force again to keep him from tripping over.

Surprisingly the mud wasn?t as hard as he had thought. He could here another blaster shot. It sounded like the next group were chasing after them.

The mud gradually turned back into land where there were high and low bars. Obi-Wan used his agility strength and drew on the Force a bit two to help him leap over the first bar with a single bound. The next bar he rolled under then launched himself over the next with his hands. The dug wasn?t too far away from him now.

Under, over, under, over, under, over and it was the last under that Obi-Wan caught the dug.
The human and the dug grabbed a hold of the two flying fox handles dangling up near their heads and flew down the long course. Obi-Wan had the weight advantage and found he over took the dug in a matter of seconds.

However, humans can?t fly, and Obi-Wan had a pretty rough landing on one knee. But he would go on.

The dug was on his tail now as they hopped through the laser rings. They worked the same as training sabres; one slight touch and you will get burnt.

Obi-Wan felt himself slipping away into the power of the Force, it made him hop and jump, he forgot the pain beginning to throb in his right knee and saw only the finish line, which was four obstacles away.

There was now a steep uphill climb. Obi-Wan slowed his run to a fast jog for uphill, he felt like his lungs were going to explode, but they wouldn?t, he knew they wouldn?t so h

 

Chapter5: The Dead Carry a Motion

Stacki rocked in His father?s large leather chair. He was now dressed in shorts and a singlet. He had almost forgotten how hot it was on Aekor, even more so in Valtizef because it was on the planet's equator.

He sat there for a while wondering what his best friend Rotti Treb was doing. They had met when both their parents became parliamentarians. Rotti was an Arrof, but both boys had gotten over that before they were three.

Leek was drawing in her sketchpad. He glanced over the large table at the sketch his little sister was drawing. It looked like her, dad, and him sitting in the cockpit of a rocket flying over a headstone his mother?s grave.

?You shouldn?t draw things like that!? Stacki warned his sister.

?Why not grump ling?? she replied.

Stacki thought for a moment. ?Because it?s wrong.?

?But it?s a family portrait!? Leek replied in protest, she then sighed and tore the picture out of the book. ?Fine! I?ll draw my evil monster of a brother then!?

Stacki shook his head. He thought about all the martial arts he had learnt in his first semester at Corulag and how he could use them on his little sister.

But he was too jet lagged to. It was times like these he wished Aekor hadn?t outlawed blasters. Even the parliamentary guards carried battle
staffs instead of blasters. It made him wonder whether Palpetine?s escorts had been allowed to bring blasters with them.

Sighing he pulled the remote off his father?s desk.

?I?m going to watch 2D holograms.? Stacki told his little sister, pointing the remote towards the flat screen monitor behind him. He turned in his chair to face the screen.

?Oh man!? Leek hollered. "The only thing on is Parliament! I don?t want to watch that!?

?Well I do, so shut up!? Stacki replied when he saw Senator Palpetine?s face on the monitor. Stacki never could get over the peach colour of the human face. The pigmentation was so, different.

??And so therefore Prime Minister, whether or not you and your people decide to become part of the republic again, the republic would still like to offer you?re planet the protection of the galactic defenders, the Jedi Knights if you ever so need them.?

There was a murmur between the members, a close up of the short Arrof-Aekorian Prime Minister with his big golden eyebrows, balding head and glasses. There was then a close up of Stacki?s dad.

?There?s daddy!? Leek cried.

?Duh!? Stacki replied. ?He is a Member of Parliament too ya know!?

The murmuring stopped and the Prime Minister stood to speak. ?Thank-You Ambassador Palpetine. I would like to move the motion that Aekor becomes part of the Galactic Republic.? there was some applause and some jeering. ?Therefore requiring an election for Senatorial representative bound for Coruscant.? There was a similar response. ?Is there a second??

?I second it!? Stacki?s dad stood in his place and was recognised, then sat down again.

?Any discussion on the matter before we vote?? The Prime Minister asked the parliament.

The screen gave a close up of Palpetine talking with another pale human being before crossing to a shot of an Arrof woman. Stacki immediately recognised her as Rotti?s mum, Neequo Treb. She was short, but she was also highly strung. She had created her own party. Apparently Fortif-Aekorians were far better off than Arrof-Aekorians and that ticked her off.

?Fellow members of Parliament, Ambassador Palpetine. In my opinion, Aekor is not ready to become part of the greater galaxy. There is still too much tribal conflict on this planet!?
The members jeered at her, but she continued. ?The Fortif get richer! The Arrof get poorer! Until such time as Arrof are treated the same as Fortif we cannot open ourselves up to the galaxy.?

She sat down again quite content.

?She?s mad!? Leek commented. ?Isn?t that Rotti?s mum??

?I thought politics was SO boring!? Stacki moaned.

?It is!? Leek replied. ?Its just there is nothing else on, so I might as well watch it.?

The Prime Min

 

hm.. why does that obstacle coruse sound so familiar...?

A dug in the lead?

adding some TPm are we?

but hey, IT'S GOOD!

 

So, if we are always nice to you are you always going to give us two posts? ^_^

I liked how Obi won the obstacle course, but how you still had it be hard on him. Wonder how non-Jedi would handle it? Me...I'd just sit down after the gun went off.

I'm interested in seeing how all the characters you've placed in the plot we interact with each other! Gee, guess you'll just have to post more!

 

Susie, I guess I will just have to post more now won't I?

Te he he!

They'll interact at some stage don't worry!

I just pust the dug there becsuse of the way their built. For climbing trees and speed!

So why not?

Chapter 6: An Unusual Tactic

Obi-Wan was exhausted! The day?s exams had been strenuous. He won best time in the obstacle course, but at least he could go home now.
Obi-Wan trudged up the ramp of the ?Star Streaker? and let himself in.

?Obi-Wan! You?re back!? Garen replied. He had changed from his jumpsuit into his normal Jedi robes.

?You can?t wear them!? Obi-Wan protested. ?We?re civilians remember!?

Garen laughed. ?I haven?t left the ship. And I don?t intend to either. There?s some crisis on another planet all over the holo net. I?m monitoring it in case some Jedi are sent there.?

Obi-Wan sighed. //At least if I?m here they can?t send Qui-Gon and I on another mission.//

Garen reached over the panels in the cockpit and retrieved a data card from a slot and tossed it to Obi-Wan. ?Your Master called while you were out.?

Obi-Wan stared at the card. ?Oh, okay.? He sat down in the comm. station and inserted the card.
It was a hologram, luckily.

?Greetings Padawan. I received your message. I?m glad to see Garen got you there safely. By now you?re probably out sitting your exam. Well I won?t keep you long then. I have a meeting with the council to go to. See you when you come home Padawan.?

The transmission ended, with Qui-Gon waving, something Obi-Wan never thought his Master was capable of so he sat there laughing his head off while Garen tried to figure out why his comrade had gone mad.

Obi-Wan calmed himself down after a few minutes and noticed a flashing green light on his panel, then a sharp buzz drilled his ears.

?Incoming transmission Garen!?

Obi-Wan hit the button under the light and looked to the view screen. To his surprise Qui-Gon was on the other end and he didn?t look happy.

?Obi-Wan.?

?Master,? Obi-Wan tilted his head in recognition. ?We?re on our way home now-?

Qui-Gon looked momentarily worried, ?No you are not Obi-Wan, neither is Garen. Not yet.?

Garen got out of the pilot?s chair and stood behind Obi-Wan.

?Why not Master?? Obi-Wan replied.

Qui-Gon again looked concerned. ?Because Senator Palpetine has been taken hostage on Aekor-?

?That?s why that hostage situation is taking all the media news!? Garen exclaimed. Obi-Wan already knew what Qui-Gon was going to say next.

?Aekor is one hyperspace hour away from Corulag. You boys are the closest available Jedi.?

Garen looked stunned. Obi-Wan was even more so. ?Do you mean to say ?we? as in Garen and I are going into Aekor alone??

?I will be there in twenty four hours Padawan. That?s the quickest I can get to Aekor. Everything you boys will need to know is on the information I?m sending you now.?

Obi-Wan saw a little red light start flashing like the green one did before.

?I will see you on Aekor Padawan.?

Qui-Gon cut the transmission.

Garen looked pale. ?Am I dropping you off or participating??

Obi-Wan opened the information Qui-Gon sent him. ?Participating.?

Garen sat back in the pilot?s chair. ?Well I guess we better get going then huh.?

Obi-Wan nodded and began doing something usually reserved for his Master, read over the reports while Garen prepared to take them into their first mission without a Master watching them.

?I have a very bad feeling about this Obi-Wan.? Garen told Obi-Wan as he began to pilot the ship out of the hanger.

?That?s what I say to Qui-Gon all the time,? Obi-Wan grinned sheepishly. //And I?m usually right too!//

 

Hey, this is such a good story! You're drawing a wonderful picture of all the characters and their interaction with each other. Keep going! I love it!

 

great couple of chapters, light!! Wow! You're posting so fast it's hard for me to keep up! (that's a good thing though - I like it!!)

Wow! Good job writing the whole Senate scene! I like what a clear thinker Stacki is, not to mention the things he thinks up to deal with his sister. Those are hilarious!!

oh, dear. I hope Obi-Wan can deal okay with just Garen until Qui-Gon gets there! I see a lot of opportunity for the Obi-Torture you're famous for!!

Btw, loved the 'bad feeling' line as well!!

 

more?

Please more!


(BTW, just out of curiosity....

How would you rate Garen? I mean, is he AS cute as Ewen, cuter than Ewen, or ugly?)

(Just a question... )

 

Gee, I hope there's no trouble for Obi and Garen on their mission....(for those of you who missed it that's sarcasm!)

Great story light and hey I'm just going to keep being nice to you because it really seems to work! Not that it's hard because this story is off to a wonderful start and i can't wait to see how you unfold the plot!

 

Coool!

Kithera

P.S:Light_sabe_r have you been inundated with assingments too? And are you worried about QCS?