saber sliced through the ozone filled air as Mathis trained his way through the
night. Three hours, he had been
practicing with the droid, deflecting its small pinpricks of light, with the
green glowing blade of his light saber. His
father, loving, yet strict, insisted upon this lengthy training.
Ever since he picked up a light saber, or as long as he could remember,
for that fact, it was like this.
The force was strong in his bloodline. Mathis’s father, Bane Nobez, was a powerful Jedi master, but he had lost his eyesight from a close encounter with an enemy light saber. He was unable to join the council, due to his past history of personal conflict with its staff. He often got into lengthy arguments with Melian Yimari, the councils headmaster. Bane was looked at as an outcast, a black sheep, for doing things his own way and not following the code.
was used to these long sessions, but tonight was different.
Though Mathis had just talked to her a few hours ago, he felt, worried.
His thoughts dwelled around her, especially because he had never spent
more than a day away from her. Elizabeth
was his love. In secret, they were
engaged. No one would accept them
as a union. Two Jedi, dating, or
worse: wedlock? It was frowned
upon, even banned in some areas. Nevertheless,
they were inseparable.
the frustration got to him. As he
spun around, his saber split the little droid in two. ‘Clank, clank!’ The
pieces landed on the hard concrete, spewing a shower of sparks.
Mathis closed his eyes, turning his saber off.
He knew his father was observing. He
could feel it, his father’s disapproval.
Bane might have been blind, but he could feel his son’s frustration.
Mathis clipped the saber to his belt, and walked out of the courtyard.
The fresh night’s air blew his hair back.
"Where is she?" he wondered.
Elizabeth’s ship had to be somewhere near Corrusant.
Why had she not contacted him? The
worry plagued his mind. Mathis
headed to the kitchen for a bowl of soup.
set his light saber down, on the kitchen counter. Letting out a deep breath, he turned to open the fridge.
Nothing. Not a damn thing to
eat in this place. His father
wasn’t much of a housekeeper, and his mother had passed away a few years back,
so Mathis had to fend for himself. He and Liz were pretty well off, but not rich.
“Why did you stop your studies?” The nagging tone of his father broke the silence. “You know you should practice at least another hour.”
it’s just not the night.” Mathis
looked away. He knew his father
wanted to lecture him, but he also knew he wouldn’t.
Not tonight, not under these circumstances.
He shut the refrigerator and grabbed his light saber.
father stopped him. “Mathis, I
know you love her. But you can’t
let that cloud your mind. That is
why your relationship is rejected by society.
Being a Jedi is a great responsibility.
We have to be sound of mind at all times, or we become dangerous to those
we fight for.” Mathis nodded,
heading out into the courtyard.
Alarms blared from all around. “We’ve lost the main deflector shield!” The captain ran for the lower deck to begin the repairs. Elizabeth struggled with the damaged communications devices, but could not send any distress signal. They had become sitting ducks. They had been attacked by one of Daeken’s Fleets. Liz was the daughter of Jeric Dantar, one of the New Republic’s Ambassadors.
“Dad! You must abandon ship!” Liz tried to drag her father to the pod, but he would not have it.
me! I cannot let this ship fall
victim to Daeken!”
stepped back as an R2 unit headed for the bridge. Sparks flew from the control panel as another disruptor blast
came from the ship. “Lock down
engine two! Get that damned fire out so we can go!”
Jeric shouted commands to the crew.
The ship jolted as the enemy vessel attached a holding device to it.
slipped a data disk into her pocket, and as quickly as she knew what he was
doing, he pushed Elizabeth into the escape pod. Before she could regain her balance, she was breached from
the ship. She looked out the window
on the hatch, just in time to see her father’s ship being boarded by the
She screamed in horror. Liz
beat her fists against the hatch, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Mathis dropped his light saber, as he felt a great pain in his heart. He knew then, that Elizabeth was in trouble. “I must go to her” Mathis looked over to his father. Bane nodded, knowing he could not stop his headstrong son. Unfortunately, being stubborn also ran in the bloodline.
will be careful, right?” Bane
reasoned with his son. “And
remember, my son, frustration will be your undoing.”
Mathis reached down, retrieving his light saber.
opened the door to his room. The
smell of burnt incense rushed into the hallway.
His room was a mess, robot parts everywhere, and outfits on the floor.
He grabbed his cloak from a hook on the wall, and put it on.
The picture on the wall caught his eye: Elizabeth sitting on a rock,
smiling at the camera. Mathis
closed the door to his room, and, with a sigh, headed out into the night.
Mathis stepped into the hanger, taking in the layout. Two pilots stood by their fighter ship, discussing the recent modifications they had made. Mathis walked up to them, pulling his hood down. “Good evening, gentlemen. I’m looking for information on an ambassador’s ship.” He looked from one to the other, smiling.
Over there.” The taller of
the two pointed to the travel log console on the wall. Mathis headed over to it and began typing away.
denied’ was all he could get. He
had no password and no administrator disk.
This was going to be a tough one. Mathis
looked around, making sure all eyes were off him.
He leaped up, grabbing the air duct.
His foot smashed the mesh in as he swung into the metal tubing.
A tight fit, but he would be able to wiggle his way into the main
came from beneath, and Mathis peeked through a grate. “I don’t care how many there are; we need them all
serviced!” The angry mechanic
yelled into the communicator on his wristband.
He slammed the door closed and stormed down the hallway.
Mathis continued down the shaft. He
removed the panel that led down into the control center.
He dropped down silently behind the two men at the computer and hid
behind a filing cabinet.
grinned as the gears in his head continued to turn. He waved his hand and slowly opened up the broom closet on
the far end of the room. Mathis
held his hand out toward one of the men, concentrating. “Did you hear that?”
one asked. Mathis used the force to
pull the key card from the officer’s belt.
The officer turned to see Mathis and reached for his weapon.
Mathis thrust his hand forward, pushing them into the broom closet.
He quickly hit the button on the control panel, jamming the door, holding
them prisoner in the cleaning room.
a swipe of the card, Mathis was into the registry and database for the entire
spaceport. Mathis told the computer
to locate the ship of the ambassador. “Lost
contact,” he read from the screen. The ship was reported last traced entering Corinthian
regulated space. “Good place to
start,” Mathis said aloud. “Stop
where you are!” A guard had snuck
up on Mathis. ‘Damn, caught with
my guard down and I haven’t even hit the hard stuff yet,’ Mathis thought to
ran for the balcony, and a laser blast caught his shoulder.
He leaped shoulder first through the glass, catching the edge of the
floor. Mathis swung onto the level
below and headed out into the hallway. “Where
is he?” Mathis could hear the guard drawing near.
Back into the air ducts he went. After
a few minutes of crawling, Mathis found his way back to the hangar.
He headed back to the two pilots standing in front of their ship. He waved his hand, with a little influence of the force, and said, “You should let me test drive your ship.”
“Yeah you should test drive the ship,” said the one.
“Yeah, take it out for a spin,” said the other.
hopped into the ship, sliding the hatch closed.
He slammed the controls forward as soon as the engine started, and he
flew out of that spaceport like a bat out of hell. Mathis switched on the COM link: “This is Nobez to
Ambassador Dantar. Do you read?”
No reply. Mathis switched
off the COM link and set the hyper drive controls.
‘Soon I will find you,’ Mathis thought to himself.
tiny pod shook violently as it entered the Corinthian atmosphere.
Elizabeth got control over her emotions, strapping herself into the
chair. Out the window she could see
the temple of Targon, an abandoned Sith temple.
“Great,” she thought. The
last thing she needed was to deal with the Sith.
The ship was nearing the ground now, and the parachute opened from the
top. The ship spun around, almost giving her whiplash. Then the
impact came; the door jolted, giving off sparks.
Liz unbuckled herself and grabbed the handle on the hatch.
She turned it, only to find the damn thing was jammed.
“Perfect!” Elizabeth yelled aloud.
thrust her arm forward; a powerful force push, and the door flew about 30 yards
away from the landing site. “Can
this day get any worse?” Liz wondered. She
tightened her cloak, putting her hood on as she stepped onto the grass.
It was early morning, just before sunrise, on this planet.
She headed for the temple, the only sign of shelter for many miles. Liz shook off her unsettling feeling as she started scaling
the steps to the temple. It was
going to be a long day.
“What in the hell!”
Mathis yelled. FA riders, small battle ships from Daeken’s fleet, appeared
as he exited hyperspace. Mathis
knew this meant trouble. Just as
soon as he saw them, they saw him. Their
cannons let loose a shower of laser blasts, hitting Mathis’s ship.
He rolled right, avoiding a second barrage.
Mathis flew under one of them, tricking the others to attack it.
FA rider exploded, nearly taking Mathis with it. He knew he could not fight them, nor could he out run them.
So he would outsmart them. Mathis
headed for a nearby asteroid field. His
ship glided through the asteroids perfectly, like he had been flying this course
from birth. Mathis powered down and
shut all of his lights off.
sat there, hoping they would think him dead.
Nope. They continued to
circle the field, knowing he would exit sooner or later. The huge rocks collided with each other, and one crossed him
in a near miss. He could see the
beautiful Corinthian planet from here. One
big continent, and a whole bunch of water, that’s all it was.
Mathis could feel her, knowing she was near: On Corinth.
knew what he had to do. He exited
the field, blasting one of the remaining two with his photon cannon.
The other one turned around firing his cannon at Mathis.
Mathis flipped his deflector shields off, letting the cannon strike his
engine. He knew that if he fought
anymore, they would just destroy him. His
ship powered down, and the control panel sparked.
The FA rider attached itself to Mathis’s ship and disabled it.
pulled his light saber, readying himself. As
the hatch opened, he leaped out, extending the blade of his saber.
Mathis caught one of the troopers with a kick to the head, and, as he
spun around, his saber sliced through the torsos of both men.
Mathis thrust his saber into the body of the recovering Trooper.
As the last body fell, he put away his saber, heading for the bridge of
is she?” Daeken lifted up
Ambassador Dantar by his neck, choking him.
“There is an unaccounted padawan running loose and I want to know where
she has gone!” Daeken’s
bloodshot eyes stared deep into the Ambassador.
He stood about 7 feet tall and his face was covered with scars.
Jeric spit in Daeken’s face. “I would not tell you if I knew!” Daeken shoved Jeric back into the chair.
locate the padawan, and eliminate her.” Brianna
nodded to Daeken as she headed out. Daeken
flipped the COM switch on. Admiral
Haigon, I need you to locate any ships within 20 parsecs of the interception
point.” The COM was silent.
report!” Daeken looked over at
the board, and saw that the ship was out of contact.
Daeken punched the board, and sparks flew from its shattered faceplate.
Daeken stormed down the hallway, headed for his
main chamber. As the doors parted,
he walked down the bridge. There
was a seemingly endless drop on both sides.
Two pillars rose from the great depths to the ceiling, with a strange red
glow around them. The room was a gigantic dome at the top, and a perfect circle
around, measured to the centimeter. The
room spanned exactly 600 feet in diameter.
At the very top and center of the dome, was a door, leading to a room of
unknown contents to all but Daeken himself.
In the center of the room, to which the bridge led, was a 50-foot wide
platform. Daeken used this for
duels and training.
As he scaled the steps to his throne, he waved one of his Sith guards over. “Contact Darth Targon.” Daeken looked to the floor. “We will need further assistance.”
“Yes, my lord,” The apprentice hissed.
scurried away, and Daeken inserted his light saber to a holding cell on his
throne. The floor panel opened up
and a mini computer rose from the floor. Daeken
activated the computer and filled in his personal log for the day.
The bridge retracted as the apprenticed walked down it. Daeken was now alone in his chamber.
He called in a robot.
The droid extended a light saber. This
was one of Daeken’s training druids, programmed with the most advanced
fighting styles. But the droid was still no challenge. Daeken drew his light saber from the throne; and, with a few
quick swings, the droid was in pieces. “This
isn’t even fun anymore.”