At What Price (JA) - Take 2

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  1. Eryce Jedi Knight

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    Since the move messed up my original thread ( first page starts on the 7th page, posts from other threads haunting my thread), thought I'd start anew...
  2. Eryce Jedi Knight

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    Consciousness returned slowly as Obi-Wan emerged from the darkness that surrounded him. There were two things that he noticed almost immediately. He was being carried and that his body was telling him almost pointedly that he was hurting, from the tips of his eyelashes to his toes. And hurting bad. His head felt like it has been used for voosball practice and his body just went through the digestive system of a C'tha cat. He made a half-hearted attempt to open his eyes and ? shut them almost immediately as pain shot from his eyes to his brain. Fighting down the nausea, he willed the crescendo in his head to stop, succeeding to a certain extant. Enough to continue thinking coherently anyway.

    //What happened? Why do I feel like.. bantha poo?

    Ignoring the pack of banthas that were still practicing their dancing routine in his head, he tried to recall the last thing he remembered.

    //Mission to Y'dra. Trial to prosecute the most powerful ruler on the planet. Ambassador finally agrees to testify before the Senate. Pursued by fighter planes but managed to escape. Landed in Coruscant. Jedi Temple deemed too predictable a place to house the witness. Escorted the witness to safe house. Only five people know the location. Returned to the temple. Escaped to the gardens for much needed meditation. Walking down corridor. Felt a disturbance in the force a fraction of a second before something crashed against his head. Something pricked his skin. Tried calling out to Qui-Gon. Darkness.//

    Ah. He was drugged. That would explain why he felt so sluggish. And his head. Ouch. Taking a deep breath, he tried to gather the Force to help purge the drug from his bloodstream?. and failed miserably. That constant presence in his life was there, surrounding him as always. He just couldn't tap into it. Cursing inwardly, he made another try and again, it was like trying to hold water with his hands, slipping away just when he thought he succeeded. He concentrated on the bond, trying to reach his Master but all he got was static.

    The drug. Some sort of Force inhibitor?

    "Chain him there and give him more of the drug. I don't want him using that voodoo magic of his to get away."

    "He's just a boy, V'nak. We're two grown men. I'm sure we can take care of one defenseless boy." The sarcasm there was almost biting.

    //Defenseless little boy? Me? Why you?

    "Shut up, you fool!" V'nak again. "No names. We can't have anyone finding out our names. Do you know what the Jedi do to people who kidnap their own?"

    //And I'll make sure you get a demonstration. Wait till my Master gets here?

    Obi-Wan felt himself being propped up against a wall, and chains snapped into place, binding his wrists and ankles. Immediately, he sagged, his weakened legs unable to support his weight. Only the chains prevented him from crashing onto the ground. He kept his eyes closed, knowing that his kidnappers would talk more freely if they thought he was still out. A few slaps on his face told him that the kidnappers were making sure he was still out like a light. Obi-Wan had to fight the urge to bite the hand away.

    //Patience, Padawan. You can't do anything in your condition. Don't fight battles you cannot win.

    "I'm not afraid of anybody, Jedi or no Jedi. Look how easy it was to take this one away."

    "You've never fought one have you?" The voice shook a little and there were sounds of cloth rustling as his kidnapper sank into a chair. "Their reputations are enough to scare you into surrendering. We were lucky that no one was around when we took the boy. Our mole must have known that and I for one, am thankful."

    //Mole? Someone in the Jedi Temple works for the other side.. sith! I've got to warn them.

    "Hurry up with the drug. I need him nice and quiet when the boss gets here so that he can ask all the questions he wants and we can get out of this stinking planet. I'm quite sure the boy's Master is tearing Coruscant apart looking for the whelp and I'd want to be far far away before he can find us."

    "What
  3. Eryce Jedi Knight

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    V'nak has been called many things in life, most of them uncomplimentary. He had no illusions about himself, knowing there was no way in all the hells he could even be remotely called "nice". Any innocence he once possessed has been replaced by cynicism brought about walking the path of the shadowy underworld of Coruscant. It wasn't something he regretted, having known no other life. He was a hard man with a nervous twitch that enabled him to keep on breathing. His first and only priority has been to himself alone. Thus, compassion has never been a problem with him, having seen many things that would leave most people with nightmares. And yet? why did he feel this twist in his heart everytime the boy screamed?

    The cries were coming on louder now. V'nak flinched as yet another fist connected with the boy's midsection, the crunching of bones audible in the deadly silence punctuated only by the helpless cries coming from young one. He didn't make a sound at first, when the beatings started. The boss had arrived with two of his goons in tow. Without the Mind Seaker. That'll come later, V'nak was assured, they might not even need its services. V'nak did not like the sound of that. His fears were realized when T'dar immediately woke the helpless figure chained to the wall by splashing a pail of cold water on his face. Grabbing a fistful of hair, T'dar had demanded the barely conscious boy surrender the location of the witness. Or be prepared to suffer. V'nak snarled inwardly at the memory, T'dar irritated even him.

    Arrogance and cruelty personified, T'dar was confident that the young one would submit without a fight. Confidence that was quickly replaced by anger when the young Jedi spit in his face, stating without words what he thought of the prospect of sufferring. That was when the beatings started. At first, the boy refused to grant his torturers the satisfaction of hearing him in pain. Dignity and pride personified. No sound passed through his lips, even when he was repeated punched, slapped, and prodded with an electro-jabber. He gave no answers to the question that would have at least ended his misery. Oh, V'nak knew T'dar would kill the boy after getting the information he needed but at least he wouldn't be suffering. And the bastard was enjoying this. Despite the delay, T'dar was enjoying all the pain and blood with every fiber of his sadistic dark soul. The sicko.

    Tightening his grip on the back of the chair he was sitting on, V'nak held on for dear life as the screams tinged with sobs of pain signaled yet another round of pain. The young one was brave. V'nak didn't even know how much courage it took to withstand this much pain. Pain was something he knew well enough to know it was something he feared deeply, loathed and would avoid with every means possible. A coward's way perhaps, but that was what he was. A sniveling coward when compared to the child who was bearing pain he could only imagine. Was that what the Jedi taught the children? How to withstand torture?

    V'nak flinched as the Jedi let slip yet another moan of pain. Glancing at the limp figure dangling from the chains, he noted distantly that blood was beginning to trickle from those bruised lips. The short blond spiky hair was already matted with blood and sweat, the pale sweaty face, the blue eyes dilated and glazed with pain. Bruises covering every inch of the thin body, streaked with crimson. The gasps of his labored breathing filled V'nak's ears, as did the echoes of pain that reverberated in his mind, long after the actual sound had faded, only to be replaced by fresh screams. Stuffing his ears in a vain attempt to block out the sound, he wanted to run from the room, to leave this scene of torture. He couldn't take much more of this. He needed to be away from the scent of metallic blood and the neverending cries of pain. But T'dar had given him a chilling smile, pointed to the chair and ordered him to stay. Fear and his own cowardice made him obey.

    The boy. The boy was everything he was not. The child woul
  4. Eryce Jedi Knight

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    The pain began with a single slap. Then a punch. Followed by yet another punch until it became a continuous blend of pain and aches.

    *Slap*

    "For the last time, boy, do you want to do this the easy way or the hard way?"

    "There is no passion, on-"

    *Slap*

    "Answer me, boy, if you know what's good for you!" The words were punctuated with a jab with an electro-jabber, causing his body to arch with pain.

    "There is no ignorance, only kno- Ooophh."

    "Bring in the Mind Seeker. The brat won't talk." T'dar sounded totally disgusted with him, Obi-Wan thought dimly, allowing himself to feel a little pride at his accomplishment. He grunted when T'dar grabbed his braid and pulled his head up. "You should start feeling scared now, boy. Very scared."
    T'dar then let go of his head with a jerk, laughing uproariously in his face, causing foul smelling breath to invad his nostrils, nearly causing Obi-Wan to gag.

    "Y-you can c-call anyone you w-want, b-but you won't get a-anything from me." Obi-Wan somehow found the strength to hold his head up high, glaring at T'dar defiantly. "I'm not a-afraid of what you can d-do to me."

    "AaAaah? bUt yOU sHoOoUld bE, yOUng OnE."

    Obi-Wan turned at the sound of the strange new voice and saw? his greatest nightmare.

    "Is thIs thE OnE?" T'dar nodded nervously. "A JedI, nOoO lEss."

    Colorless eyes blinked at the helpless young Jedi. "ThIs shOUld bE chAllengIng. MOoOst intErEsSsStIng inDeEd."

    Obi-Wan fought the urge to scream.
  5. Eryce Jedi Knight

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    He was meditating when he heard it, * Master!*, jolting him out of the tranquil state with his heart pounding. Disorientated, he had to take a moment to center himself before his brain finally processed.

    *Padawan!*

    The silence that greeted him when he tried to reach Obi-Wan through the bond propelled him to his feet. He started running along the corridors past startled Jedi towards the gardens, a faint taste of something in his mouth. Adrenaline pumped through his veins, forcing his body to move faster. *Obi-Wan's all right. He's all right* Qui-Gon chanted like a mantra, willing it to true even as he tried to tame the panic that was flaring out of control. Even as that special part of his soul remind muted.

    As he neared the gardens, he mentally braced himself. Not knowing what he may find made things much worse. His Padawan could be hurt or ..
    worse. His mind skittered away from the thought. *Please let him be all right* Qui-Gon prayed silently to whatever Gods that might have been listening. Something caught his eye and he skidded to a halt abruptly, panting from the exertion. There were no obvious signs of struggle. No blood. No Padawan.

    There was only a rock.

    It was an ordinary looking rock. It was black and shiny. It had deep red streaks running across its smooth surface.

    *It belonged to Obi-Wan.*

    Nothing could have prepared him for this. This wild surge of emotion which threatened to paralyze him and steal away every thought. A detached part of himself deduced that only the use of force would have separated the boy with this rock. The other part was consumed with anguish and despair.

    Qui-Gon finally recognized the taste in his mouth that had been plaguing him ever since the desperate cry for help seared into his mind.

    It was the bitter taste of fear.

  6. padawan3 Jedi Master

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    Well Iam glad you moved it. It was getting confusing. Can you post a new part now.
  7. Kelly Kenobi Jedi Master

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    I am so happy you have moved this, it was very confusing. I hope this means you are going to post on all of your threads!!!!!!!!!
  8. Stranded in space Jedi Master

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  9. padawan3 Jedi Master

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  10. Stranded in space Jedi Master

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  11. Eryce Jedi Knight

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    Will be posting soon. No, no, I'm not bluffing..ack..

    *ducks as someone attempts to skewer her with a screwdriver*

    No, honest! I have actually written something but it's with the beta readers right now. So as soon as they return with some comments..... I'll post it here.

    As for the other threads, I'll write the rest of the stories this Thursday, major paper tomorrow...
  12. Eryce Jedi Knight

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    See? A new post...

    ***

    There was nothing really remarkable about Sendar, a human of average height with common brown eyes. Blessed (or cursed) with skin which remained stubbornly sickly pale no matter how long he was exposed to the sun, the only remarkable feature about him was his baldness which was due to an unfortunate accident with paint remover. He had the kind of nondescript face that everyone swore looked familiar but could never place. Colorless would be the term one would reach to describe this pale fellow. Instantly forgettable would be another.

    The middle child in a family of seven, he was always the one left behind during the trip to the marketplace, the last to be fed, the child nobody wanted to pick up to hug. It wasn't that his mother neglected him but when one has 6 other children?.. He was heading towards a life of obscurity when he was saved by a little something called Midi-chlorians?.

    The most significant day of his life started when strangers wandered into his village and announced to the villagers that they were Jedi, here for the annual test. He took one wide-eyed look at the two men in huge heavy cloaks billowing behind them and was immediately struck by a severe case of hero-worship.

    "Wanna be Jedi," he solemnly told his harried mother who was trying to herd her children towards the main square. She gave him an absent minded smile, told him to not move and launched herself after her youngest daughter who was trying to digest a leaf.

    "Wanna be Jedi," he gurgled to the little boy next to him and got a blank look for his efforts.

    "Wanna be Jedi," he yelled to the world in general while standing in line, which paid him no attention whatsoever.

    "Wanna be Jedi," he beamed at the Jedi who smiled back and?

    *Prick*

    "Owww.."

    "Master, come look at this. We've got something here."

    And so Sendar became an instant hero in his village; the only child to be chosen that year. His Midi-chlorian count propelled him to instant stardom. Suddenly, everyone wanted to touch him, hold him and spin stories about how they knew he was heading for greatness the instant he was born. Most of those people did not know he existed the day before. He lapped up the attention given, basking in it like someone hungering for the sun after being kept in the dark for far too long.

    On that fateful day, Sendar left his home behind and went with the Jedi, dreaming of becoming one himself. He was too young to understand the sacrifices, the sweat and tears that came with the life he was thrown into. As the years went by, the memories of the village grew dim, his mother a vague figure in his past. But he never forgot a how it felt like to be important, to finally be SOMEONE??

    Some memories, not even time can erase.

    ***
    BTW, how many posts do I need to get another star?
  13. Kim-kenobi Jedi Knight

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    Sniff, another part finally. I hope you got more planned soon. I am absolutely hooked.

    Kim B :)
  14. Jane Jinn Jedi Grand Master

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    Is Sendar the Mind Seeker or is he the mole at the Jedi Temple? Post soon and tell us!
  15. Healer_Leona Manager Emeritus

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    I can certain relate to being a middle child, it seems we're always overlooked.

    Great post Eryce.
  16. Eryce Jedi Knight

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    See? I actually posted. *gasp*

    Anyway, please bear in mind that this post has not been beta-ed, so there might be many mistakes and problems with the flow.

    Jane Jinn, is there a problem with the beta list?

    ***
    It was true what they say. The walls do have ears.

    "?you can't be serious, Mace! My Padawan's out there with Force knows who and you want to put me on guard duty?"

    He slipped into his hiding place, preparing to play this game. Aha. His part of the game. For the people who appreciated him. Yes.

    "You know how important this trial is. If he discloses the location.."

    All he had to do was listen. Simple enough. And those people trusted him to do right. It felt good, to be trusted. To know he was good enough to included in the game.

    "My Padawan would never.."

    Was that a growl? Should he record it all down? Yes, he should. See? He wasn't stupid. Not dumb. They should never have called him dumb and laughed. Laughter hurts. Hard to think sometimes. But not dumb. Not.

    "Qui-Gon.."

    Smart. They called him smart. Even gave him some credits. Just for telling them about the temple. They asked the dumbest questions. Where does this corridor lead to? When was the garden empty? They didn't know the answers but he did. And that felt good.

    "Mace! I don't care what the council thinks. I'm going to find my ?"

    They asked him about Obi-Wan. They wanted to know where he liked to meditate. They wanted to surprise him they said. Was there anywhere they could hide? All a part of the game.

    "Qui-Gon!"

    Master Windu was angry. He could feel it. Why was the Master angry? Did he forget to clean the carpets again? But the last time wasn't his fault. The initiates spilled the juice after he cleaned and they ran away. But Master Windu looked at him with those eyes. He didn't yell but he looked. Scary eyes.

    "We'll find him, Qui-Gon. I promise."

    Find who? Did they lose someone? Maybe he should help the Masters find.. no. They said to stay here and listen. They wanted an address. They wanted to know the moment Master Jinn left the temple. A surprise party for Master Jinn too.

    "I know, Mace. I'm just worried about Obi-Wan."

    Obi-Wan? Obi-Wan never ignored him. The other children did. He didn't like that. They shouldn't have done that. Shouldn't. Obi-Wan said he was a friend. Friend good. He liked talking to Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan always listened. Not like others.

    "If they even hurt one stand of hair on his head, I swear I'll .. I'll.."

    Hurt Obi-Wan? Why would they want to hurt Obi-Wan? Don't hurt him. Obi-Wan nice. Not a fun game if they hurt nice people. He had to tell them not to hurt his friend. No. No. No. Not a game anymore.

    *thump*

    "Mace? Did you hear that?"

    "It sounds like it's coming from behind that wall. Wait. There's a secret passage here."

    *Click*

    ***
    Writing more right now.. feedback will speed up the process. *wink*
  17. The Jedi Princess Jedi Master

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    Loving this story, please post more SOOOOON!!!!
  18. Jane Jinn Jedi Grand Master

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    Catch the mole, Qui-Gon, catch the mole! And post again soon, Eryce! I want to find out more about "them"! This was a very interesting post and I had to read it twice to understand, but when I did, it was chilling and sad at the same time. "They" are planning something for Qui-Gon, too, huh? More, more!
  19. JediCandy Jedi Master

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    Not to put too fine a point on it, but.....

    M O R E


    ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
  20. Calamity Jinn Jedi Master

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    I echo that JediCandy. WE WANT MORE!!!!
  21. padawan3 Jedi Master

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  22. Kelly Kenobi Jedi Master

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    WOW Eryce posted!!!! What a post it was, kinda freaky. This person certainly has some issues to deal with, sounds like a nice padded room with nice soothing music would be helpful.

    Now Qui you have a Padawan that needs to be rescued, not to mention watching your own back. I have a feeling you are in for it :D

    Please Eryce don't make us wait so long for the next post. While you are at it you have a couple of other threads you are woefully neglecting. You must know our patience is not very good!
  23. padawan3 Jedi Master

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    Can we have more story?

    *Eryce this is where you say, yes.*

    Oh thank you.

    *Now you say, your welcome.*

    You are so nice.

    *Now this where you say, I know.*

  24. padawan3 Jedi Master

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  25. padawan3 Jedi Master

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    Eryce did you forget about us?
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