Fanfic: Star wars

I have been inspired to write this by both the movies and other talented writers takes on this beloved story. I do not own Star Wars in any way, shape or form. I am simply a nerd who loves Sci-Fi and comics along with other things. I hope you enjoy my first crack at writing. So without any further ado, it time to go to a place long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away

That of course had laser guns.

Chapter 1: A beginning

The hanger fell silent as the door slid open, revelling the dark cloaked figure of the Zabrak that had been chasing both the queen of Naboo and the two Jedi since Tatooine. Although Qui-Gon kept a calm and collected expression, inside he was tense, knowing that the opponent they were facing now was both skilled and dangerous based on their brief encounter on Tatooine. He didn't even have to look in Obi-Wan's direction to know that he was feeling the same way, the force helped Qui-Gon to do that. Just as the force helped him to feel the Sith assassins hate and rage crash against him like waves upon a shore. The Zabrak raised his head and observed them with his yellow eyes, the unmistakable sign of the Sith, glowing like a roaring fire. And for a brief moment, Qui-Gon noticed, glanced to something behind them... or someone. Anakin, Qui-Gon thought to himself, if this Sith were to take Anakin then a great darkness shall fall across the galaxy. I will not let that happen!

'We'll handle this.' Qui-Gon said calmly as he and Obi-Wan stepped in front of their group, forming a barrier between the Sith and Padme Amidala's group.

'We'll take the long way.' Padme said, her reluctance to leave the Jedi behind without helping them clearly evident in her voice, and started walking away with captain Panka and his security force. As they left, the two Jedi removed their cloak to allow more movement, then ignited their emerald and azure blades and positioned themselves to be ready to fight their enemy. The Zabrak assassin did the same; he removed his cloak to reveal his heavily tattooed face and draw his saber and ignited his blood red blades, first coming out of the top and another coming out of the bottom. Then, as the Sith assassin bared his teeth in a low growl, he striked against the two Jedi.

The battle that followed was one that Qui-Gon dreaded; he would be lying to himself if he said that there wasn't a small part of him that hoped that their opponent wouldn't be as skilled as he first thought. But the Zabrak assassin was well taught and easily kept up with the two Jedi, parrying the strikes, thrusts and slashes that were thrown his way. He used, Qui-Gon noticed, the VII form of lightsaber combat Juyo. While the form was supposed to be weak against multiple opponents, the Sith used its fierce yet graceful attacks against the two Jedi with such skill that he easily kept them at bay with help with his doubled bladed saber. As the fight continued, the Zabrak warrior started to move backwards towards the palaces generator complex, an area that was made up of silver and dark grey walls along with a multitude of walkways crisscrossing the complex, leading to just as many doors. Columns of light, that were going through some of the walkways, glowing with a bluish light as they lead all the way down to lowest level of the facility that was nowhere in sight. As the Jedi's followed their query through the access doors, the assassin used the force to pick up a piece of a destroyed battle droid and throw it at the doors control panel to make sure no one can enter or leave, then continued his duel with the Jedi master and his padawan. The battle continued to increase in intensity as the emerald and azure blades clashed with the blood red blades, causing a constant buzzing like a hundred angry hornets. Both Jedi know that if a careless mistake was made then they would suffer a fatal wound due to the Sith's barrage of viscous slashes and swipes. But that wasn't what the Sith had in mind, instead of dealing a deadly blow to Obi-Wan when his defence was momentarily down, he delivered a swift kick to Obi-Wan's chest that sent him over the edge of the walkway, landing with a smack on a similar walkway a few levels below and almost sending him over if he didn't grab the ledge and hanged there, slightly dazed from the fall. Unfortunately for the Sith assassin, he didn't have time to relish the small victory as Qui-Gon preformed a similar manoeuvre and sent him over the edge of the walkway as well, but landing on a walkway a level higher then where Obi-Wan was pulling himself up and on to the safety of the walkway. Qui-Gon, with a calm expression, jumped off the walkway he was on and followed the Zabrak assassin. As he was landing, Qui-Gon used his momentum from his fall to deliver a downwards slash to the Sith, but the assassin was ready to block the attack then push the Jedi master away, jumped up to his feet and continued his fierce onslaught of attacks.

As the Sith assassin and Jedi master moved to one of the complexes many doorways to a reactor shaft, as their fight grow in intensity, Obi-Wan had just managed to pull himself up and grabbed his lightsaber to re-join the battle with his master. He had no trouble locating them thanks to the sounds of their lightsaber's constantly crashing against each other. He realised that they were moving towards one of the complex's reactor shafts, where the dangerous waste of the generator are taken to be disposed of. Obi-Wan knew that he had to re-join the fight to help his master before they were separated by the layers of shields that were located at regular intervals along the corridor leading to the shaft. The shields were designed to prevent any of the generators waste from accidently leaving the shaft and harming any of the near-by equipment and personnel. If he was separated from his master for too long in this fight... No. Obi-Wan thought to himself, he eyed the walkway that his master was fighting on and, with the help of the force, jumped up to the walkway and as soon as his feet had touched the ground, he ran towards the fight with the force still assisting him by increasing his speed.

Qui-Gon knew that he was in trouble, the Sith assassin before him was well adapted at fighting and Qui-Gon was starting to get tired. His preferred lightsaber style, Ataru, was much like the VII form that his opponent was using, strong against individual opponents but was not well suited for drawn out fights because of how taxing it was to the body. So unless Obi-Wan could catch up or if he could take down the Sith that was trying to kill him with his raged filled attacks, he may not live to see the sun set today. Then all of a sudden, as a slight hissing sound resonated from the corridor they were in, a red sheen appeared between them, separating them from each other. It was then that Qui-Gon realised where he was, the corridor leading to the reactor shaft with the protective shields up. He then hears Obi-Wan finally catch up at the very beginning of the corridor, waiting for the shields to drop so that he can re-join the battle. The Sith assassin simply looked at the shield that had appeared between him and the Jedi master and, out of curiosity, touched the shield with one of his blood red lightsaber's and with and angry hiss, the saber was repelled. Annoyance flared across his face as he was denied from his prey and with nothing better to do, he started to pace back and forth in his small section of the corridor. Qui-Gon on the other hand simply turned off his emerald blade, kneeled down on the floor, and started to mediate to regain his strength and to pass the time until the shields were dropped. The minutes that it took for the shields to open again felt like hours for Obi-Wan and from the look of it, the Zabrak warrior felt it as well. His pacing had increased in speed to a fast walk and his face contorted in anger at being forced to wait until he could try and kill the Jedi that were before him. Qui-Gon on the other hand was the very pinnacle of Jedi patience, his breathing the only form of movement from his body. While the seconds ticked away until the shields dropped and the inevitable fight commenced again, Qui-Gon started to put his plan into action. What he was about to perform was a meditation technique called Alchaka, a difficult meditation that, if performed correctly, would clear his mind and attune his body more to the force which should give him a new edge to his opponent and allow him to last long enough for Obi-Wan to re-join the fight.

Obi-Wan readied his lightsaber and prepared himself to use force speed to hopefully reach his master in time. If he had timed the shields activation and deactivation correctly then he would barely enough time to get into the room in time to help, but he had to make. He had to get in the room and help his master to defeat the Sith assassin. And as the hiss from the shields signalled the shields were opening, Qui-Gon opened his eyes and attach the readied Sith with new strength. As the last shield deactivated, Obi-Wan ran with the full might of his force abilities to assist his speed and prayed that he would make it in time. As the sound of fighting becoming louder and louder, Obi-Wan counted inside of his head. 4...3...2...1! As the familiar hiss start to fill the corridor and the shield just started to turn on, Obi-Wan had just passed the final shield leading to the reactor shaft room, a small area with a large hole with a metal covering leading down towards darkness, and the shield had closed, singeing the back of his robes slightly. He quickly patted his back to try to stop it from getting worse and once he was done, he leaped into battle to help his master.

The Sith snarled in anger, his plan had not only backfired but it had also trapped him as well. His plan was a simple one, engage the Jedi scum then separate them to kill them one at a time. First the master would have fallen then his pathetic padawan. But the master had skilfully evaded and blocked each and every single one of his attacks with no trace of fatigue with his ever increasing strikes that was forcing him to be more defensive and more observant of his attacks. It really started to go downhill when the padawan re-joined the fight, another part of his plan that had not worked, with the two Jedi reunited their years of experience fighting by each other sides, attacking and defending for each other, had successfully baked him more into a corner. He couldn't escape, the shields for the room were closed and will not open in time, he couldn't jump away and gain more space, the room were far too small for that. It started to dawn on him that he may not survive this encounter. This infuriated him further and caused him to lash out in anger. This also failed for him. What happened next was a blur for the assassin, first the padawan swiped upwards with his azure blade and sliced through his double bladed lightsaber causing it to explode in a shower of sparks that burned his hands even though he was wearing black gloves, and then the master slashed sideways with his emerald blade and the Zabrak warrior gave a quick grunt in pain. He stood there for a few moments, with a confused look on his face, then fell backwards into the shaft, his legs falling away from his body and followed him down the shaft.

As soon as the darkness had finally engulfed the Sith's body, Qui-Gon fell to his knees in exhaustion. It had worked. The Alchaka technique had worked. It had allowed him to become more in tuned with the force and allowed him to merely react to the warnings and promptings of the force without any form of thought. The only drawback was that after it was used correctly, it brought the user to the brink of exhaustion which was why it was rarely used in combat.

'Master, are you ok?' Obi-Wan asked, worry clearly evident in his voice.

'Yes Obi-Wan, I'm fine.' Qui-Gon replied to reassure his apprentice. 'Let's be thankful to the force that we survived this encounter. But if this has taught us anything, it has taught us that the Sith have returned and that we will have to be more careful from now on.' That statement hanged in the air for a moment. And during that moment, both men thought of what they have been taught at the temple, about how the last war with the Sith had been so filled with darkness and fear that it sent a slight chill running down their spines with the mere thought that those times could return again.

'Come my apprentice. Now we must return to the others and make sure they are alright.'

Qui-Gon said to pull Obi-Wan out of his thoughts. 'Yes master.' Obi-Wan replied. And with that, they ran out of the reactor shaft and towards the hanger to find the others. And to leave behind their dark thoughts of the Sith's return. But like a mist, it hanged in the back of their minds.

As they re-entered the palaces hanger, they realised that everything was fine. The pilots and their crafts had returned from the planet wide blockade mostly intact, with the exception of a few scorch marks along the hulls of their ships, and that pieces of destroyed battle droids littered the floor of the hanger. While the two Jedi's were looking for the queen of Naboo and Anakin, Qui-Gon overheard a conversation from some of the pilots as they were walking past.

'I still can't believe that he managed to pilot like that and take down the Federations control ship by himself. I mean, how young is that kid?'

This caused a small smile to play on his lips. It seems that Anakin had kept himself rather busy. Qui-Gon thought to himself. After a few moments of searching, they finally found an excited Anakin talking happily to the young queen who was with her captain of security Panka, who both had a mixture of disbelief and shock on their features from what the young boy before them was talking about. As the two Jedi's walked towards the small group, Anakin turned his head towards them and upon seeing them, his eyes lit up and a huge grin start to appear across his face.

'Qui-Gon!' He all but shouted as he ran towards the older Jedi master. "You won't believe what's happened. First, I went and hid in one the ships like you said with R2 then I used the ship's weapons to protect Padme from droids and then the ships autopilot got engaged and we went into space and then there were tons of ships all over the place and started firing at me and then..." Anakin would of been more than glad to continue with his story, but he was stopped when Qui-Gon raised his hand towards him.

'Now Anakin,' Qui-Gon said in a stern voice, matching perfectly with the stern look on his face. 'The whole point of you hiding in the first place was so that you could stay out of trouble instead of going off finding it. You could have gotten yourself killed. When it comes to this sort of situation you need to listen to me.' Anakin looked down with a shameful expression, now his excitement was replaced with worry about how he might have now lost the chance to become a Jedi and have Qui-Gon as his master. But as he looked back up to his master face, he sure him smile proudly at him. 'But, being able to perfectly pilot a completely unfamiliar ship as well as taking out the Federation control ship which was Lucrenhulk class battle ship almost singlehandedly is not only impressive,' by this point kneeling down so that he was eye level with Anakin and place his hand on his shoulder. 'but astonishing.' With that, Anakin's smile had returned to his lips with his worry being replaced with happiness.

'Now,' Qui-Gon said as he was slowly raised again to his feet, 'we need to report back to the Jedi council and tell them what has happened here.' 'Right' Anakin replied as he started to walk with both Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan to the nearest communication console. They had only just managed to walk a few steps before Anakin spoke again. 'Sooooo, am I still in trouble?' he asked curiously to his possible Jedi master.

Qui-Gon chuckled lightly, 'No, you're still in a lot of trouble.'

The miniature hologram of Yoda, long to be considered the grand master of the Jedi order, stroked his chin with a worried expression on his face 'Troubling news this is.' He said to Qui-Gon, who was alone in the communications room. He nodded his head in response.

'Yes, it is. But that is not the only thing that has troubled me about this encounter with this Sith.'

'Hmmmmmm, two there always are. A master and an apprentice.'

'Exactly. We cannot be sure if he was the master of the Sith or just the apprentice.' The old master nodded. 'Find his body we must. Once found, sleep easier I will. And what of Naboo?'

'Rebuilding as we speak from the blockade. There is even to be a peace ceremony between the Gungans and the people of Naboo thanks to the Gungans contribution in the battlefield.'

Yoda sighed slightly, 'Good.' He was glad that the two races were able to find peace between each other, even if it was over such a dark matter as an invasion. He looked at Qui-Gon for moment, 'Wish to ask something else you do?'

'Yes, its concerning Anakin's training as a Jedi. Has the council thought more about the matter?' Yoda knew that this was coming, when it came to Qui-Gon Jinn, he was known to be extremely stubborn and could not be moved when he truly believed in something or in this case, someone.

'Yes, long and hard the council has thought of this. Training, the boy will receive. You to train him, the council wants.'

Qui-Gon bowed to the small green master, 'Thank you master.' He said with great sincerity.

'Obi-Wan to do the trails, I assume?' Yoda asked.

'Yes master, he is ready. His efforts in the fight against the Sith shows that he is more than ready to do so.'

'Done it shall be.' Yoda replied. He gave Qui-Gon a concern look before continuing to speak. 'A sliver of hope I sense for the boy with you. Almost no existent with anyone else.'

Qui-Gon gave the old master a shocked look, 'Are you sure? Your premonitions are normally much more accurate than that.'

'Clouded by the dark side, the future is. Dark times I fear are coming. Still wish to train the boy you do?' Yoda asked, wondering if he had accidently put the Jedi master off from training Anakin.

Qui-Gon gave a look of steely determination to the grand master. 'Yes, I still wish to. What you have said has merely informed me of what I already know. Anakin is the chosen one and it shall be an honour to train him.' Yoda stood there looking at the Jedi master for a moment looking for a weakness in his conviction for the boy, but found none.

After that, he slowly nodded his head, 'Done it is then. Good luck.' And with that, the transmission ended and the hologram disappeared. Qui-Gon briefly wondered what the old master had meant when he said 'Good luck.' Did he mean good luck with training Anakin? Or did he mean good luck with the dark times that were to come? Qui-Gon shook his head lightly. I shall do what I have always done. He thought to himself as he left the room. Listen to the force and do my best.