He just remembered to switch off the power to his blade before he dove through the window - and then he was rolling smoothly, coming to the classic defensive stance that Qui-Gon had spent hours drilling into him, every sense alert. Thought instantly became action and the Jedi launched himself across the street, diving headfirst through the small opening as laser blasts singed the air only centimetres behind him. Across the street - an open window on the main floor of a building. Even Qui-Gon couldn't stand against this much blaster fire. He could sense more than a dozen lifeforms ahead of him, and almost as many behind. Obi-Wan's dismay turned to all-out alarm, even as he brought his lightsabre to bear. Together with the first attackers, they - whoever they were - had him pinned down in a deadly crossfire. Something made him turn, just as another hail of laser fire descended upon him, this time from ahead and slightly above. "Maybe they'll catch on and just go away," he thought ruefully. Obi-Wan spun his lightsabre in an arc before him, partly as a defensive maneuver and partly as a display to show his assailants just what they were up against. At least one hit an unseen target, if the muffled shout and thud was anything to go by. The Jedi Apprentice merely changed direction at the last moment and pivoted again, once more using his sabre to ward off the blasts and send them back against his attackers. Anyone else would have been struck down from behind. So what exactly was going on? And why were people shooting at him?Ī flurry of laser blasts came out of the shadows at the end of the street. All he had to do was escort the Regaidian Ambassador home, pick up some documents, and return to Coruscant. It was supposed to be a simple mission, his first solo assignment, as part of his Jedi training. He was already in motion, sprinting for cover around a nearby corner. It left a scorch mark across the pale grey surface, but Obi-Wan didn't wait to see it. The Jedi was already pivoting, his lightsabre up and activated in one smooth movement, its beam deflecting the bolt harmlessly into a wall. For a moment there was utter stillness, then a blaster bolt whined out of the darkness. Obi-Wan halted, thoughts of his Jedi Master fading from his mind. Qui-Gon would not be pleased.Īhead, a shadow moved in the darkness. "Stupid Apprentice," he thought unhappily. His thoughts had been too focused on the successful completion of his mission, too self-involved, to see what was happening around him. And he hadn't noticed, not really, until now. The quiet Regaidian street, which earlier had teemed with people, was now utterly deserted.
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Tremors in the Force crawled across his skin like dry leaves and a nagging sense of urgency clawed at him. Obi-Wan Kenobi slowed, one hand going surreptitiously to the lightsabre at his belt while his mind reached outward.
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