Chapter 9

Siri no longer looked like a Jedi. She was dressed in a tunic and leggings fashioned from various skins. Blast padding covered her shoulders and chest. On her pale cheeks were red scars that on closer inspection he realized were facial markings designed to give her a fierce appearance. Her bright blond hair was darkened with some kind of grease. Obi-Wan was shocked by her savage appearance.


Yet he had to trust that she would not fire on Anakin.


"Anakin, get in," he called.


Anakin eyed Siri's blasters.


"You won't shoot him, Siri," Obi-Wan said.


"I am Siri no longer," Siri answered. "I am Zora."


"There is still Jedi in you," Obi-Wan said, "even though you have betrayed every part of our code."


"There are so many things I do not miss about the Jedi," Siri said thoughtfully, blocking Anakin from the ship. "One is their self- righteousness. It's so boring."


Anakin gazed from Obi-Wan back to Siri, amazement on his face.


"Zora!" A huge, bellowing voice filled the space. "Did you find the intruders?"


"Krayn," Anakin said, even though no one was in sight yet.


"Get in!" Obi-Wan hissed.


"Zora!" The bellow was loud and close.


Siri sprang forward. With one sweeping motion, she closed the hatch, separating Anakin from Obi-Wan. Then she spun sideways toward the giant turbines. She accessed the control panel and pressed several buttons. The giant turbines began to spin faster.


Obi-Wan guessed her strategy a few seconds too late. He just had time to grab the controls when the turbines roared to life at three times their normal speed. A gust of wind picked the craft up like a feather and hurled it toward the shaft.


Fighting for control, Obi-Wan struggled to hold the ship steady. It crashed against one wall of the shaft, then smashed against the other side.


He quickly opened the side wings slightly for more control. It wasn't easy to prevent the ship from crashing and burning in the narrow shaft, but he managed to keep it heading down the middle as it lurched.


The turning propellers ahead reminded him that he could be cut to bits. Obi-Wan drew on the Force, concentrating all his will on the task ahead. Time seemed to slow as he gauged his own speed and the speed of the powerful rotors. At the last possible second, he activated the wings fully and flipped sideways. As the ship slipped through the rotors, one of them clipped a wing. Spiraling crazily, the ship shot out into space.


Obi-Wan fought for control. He activated the third wing to take up some of the control he had lost. The ship slowly steadied beneath his hands. He cut back the engines and spun the craft around. Should he follow the ship, or attempt another landing inside the exhaust shaft? He asked himself the question, but he knew the ship did not have the control necessary to navigate that shaft again.


He couldn't leave Anakin to be captured by Siri and Krayn. He could not allow his Padawan to become a slave once again.


Then as he watched, Krayn's ship blasted into hyperspace in a shower of light energy.


He could not follow. His Padawan was gone.

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