"Why is it always sand, Master?" Anakin whined while sitting on the wreckage of his downed Delta-7B Aethersprite. "At least it's not Tatooine…"

"Now, now my young Padawan not every desert planet is as bad as Tatooine." Obi-Wan chided from his own starfighter, a scant dozen meters away while shaking sand out of his boots. "It's the third time this month your piloting has gotten us securely on the planet. It's a wonder the Separatists bother trying." Obi-wan pulled his boots back on, "Now that your excellent skills have gotten us on world we just need to discover the source of this disturbance, see if the separatists would be willing to let us off world with a new ship, and rejoin the fleet at Metalorn."

"Well maybe if I knew why the Council sent us here in the first place, I would have actually been prepared for the Separatist cruisers." Anakin gave himself one last pat down before realizing his lightsaber was gone, again.

The sound of Anakin's swearing, bright, colorful and in at least three different languages, brought to Obi-Wan's attention the fact that his former Padawan had lost yet another lightsaber. before he could give his standard 'this weapon is your life, please don't lose it, again' speech, Anakin hopped of the remains of his Starfighter, and in an attempt to stave off the inevitable interjects with, "Master I sense something this way. We should probably go have a look, before the sun rises and we have to deal with scorching hot sand."

"Hey, Artoo are your sensors picking up anything interesting?" before the little droid can warble a response Anakin kicked a small chunk of metal poking out of the sand in an attempt to vent a little frustration.

Obi-Wan looked at Anakin's little outburst and shook his head. He definitely needed to try and encourage him to be more patient in the future though his attention was caught by a dull hollow clanking that echoed strangely from beneath the scrap that Anakin had kicked.

The echoing was followed by a deep rumbling as the dune they had crashed into began to shake violently. "Not again," Obi-Wan sighed as the dune began to collapse, taking them with it.

"It wasn't my fault this time!" Anakin swore while pulling himself out from where he had been half buried under sand and shattered starfighter.

"That's what you said last time Anakin." Obi-Wan groaned from his own pile.

Artoo gave the pair a series of disparaging whistles, followed by a rude blatt, drawing their attention to the odd sandstone cavern they had found themselves in. The cavern was oddly regular, almost a perfect square. It took Anakin a moment to notice the faded carvings on the walls, depicting the aftermath of a bloody battle, with ghastly specters being torn from the corpses.

"I have a bad feeling about this, Master…"

"This time Anakin, I feel the same way."

Artoo gave another series of exasperated beeps and whistles, before jabbing Anakin with his shock knight was surprised by the sudden shock before looking back to Artoo "Hey-! What? No it IS important."

"Anakin." Obi-Wan's voice faintly interrupted.

"Yes it is. Well OBVIOUSLY this looks like some kind of- I was getting to that." Oblivious, Anakin continued to argue with Artoo.

"Anakin."Obi-Wan tried again, his voice gaining some strength.

"Well I'd wager Si- well who else would have creepy ghosts?" Anakin gesticulated wildly at the walls.

"Anakin!" Obi-Wan practically shouted at his former Padawan.

"Alright but have you seen temples like this from them? No? Neither have I-"

Artoo gave another series of rude boops and warbles, before rolling a few feet away and spinning in place.

"What do you mean over here? There's nothing there!"

"ANAKIN!" Obi-Wan hollered, "Look up!"

Finally the very distracted knight looked up and froze in place, jaw hanging open. Floating in mid air, seemingly frozen in place was a grey starship with black wings and a hexagonal front, all in all it looked a bit like a upscaled version of the Eta-2 Actis that Kuat had been developing for use.

It took Anakin a moment to recognize the ship type from history classes in the temple, starships being one of the few subjects that could hold his attention for any length of time. "Is that a Fury-class Interceptor?" He rubbed the back of his head lost in thought, "It can't still be working, it's three thousand years old, at least." He said with a mix of awe and disbelief.

It wouldn't take a genius to know what was going on in Anakin's head, and Obi-Wan wondered for a moment just how much trouble this was going to get them into.

"Now, what's holding it up, and how are we getting it down…" Anakin sized the distance between him and the ship before taking a running leap.

"Wait! Anakin! Don't do anything rash!" Obi-Wan tried to warn his friend but it was too late, Anakin had taken a force enhanced leap towards the ship. There was a crackle of static electricity as Anakin crossed an invisible line and immediately froze in place thirty feet in the air.

Seeing Anakin frozen in place caused Obi-wan to sigh and shake his head before walking over, pulling over a nearby strut from their broken ship for precautionary reasons. "Always cleaning up your messes."

Unlike the very excited Anakin, his Master decided to take things slow and levitated the strut a meter in front of him, hoping that whatever had trapped the vessel and his foolish friend would freeze the strut in place before he could get caught in the field. He continued forward, towards the temple, carefully passing through one of the open passageways near the vessel and finally stopped as the same crackle of electricity echoed loudly and the strut froze in place.

Now that he had found one edge the barrier he made sure to keep a careful distance from it, with another strut levitated just in case.

The ship itself was above an elevated platform near the entrance to the temple, clearly some kind of rough hewn landing pad. Although the ship clearly wasn't from the same era as the temple. It had most likely triggered one of the temples defenses, or fallen into a trap of some kind.

"Artoo can you identify the source of this field?" Obi-Wan asked once it became clear that there was no way around the trapped area.

Artoo blew a raspberry at Obi-Wan, and circled the ominous looking black metal box perched on a large rock with wires running out of it and under the sand. Arto gave a forlorn warble and waved his computer interface arm fruitlessly, the slab of rock the box was on elevated the port just out of his reach.

Obi-Wan looked over to Artoo and raised a brow as he headed over. "Well done Artoo."

When he reached the box the Jedi master considered trying to move it down for his droid companion when he noticed the box just had a large red button, and a single computer interface port. The only other markings was a faded variant of symbol of the Jedi Order. Obi-Wan estimated it to be around 4 thousand years old as well.

The symbol caught Obi-Wan off guard, he considered pressing the button now that he had seen the symbol of his order however he glanced back at the ship and Anakin before stopping, there had to have been a reason this was put here and he didn't really like the idea of interfering with something that the order placed here so long ago.

Artoo gave a warble and nudged Obi-Wan out of the way, before igniting his rocket boosters and hovering near the port. Obi-Wan raised his brow as he looked at his hovering droid friend.

"Artoo?" He said, " Let's not rush forward, I think Anakin proved that approach will get us nowhere."

The little droid though continued to hover and warbled rapidly in response.

"I have no intention of leaving him there! We will get him down safely. I just do not think that cutting the power is a good idea."

The droid continued to hover in place though turned its head to face Obi-wan as he continued to garble.

"Well this is isn't just some random accident, this is clearly a trap." Obi-wan sighed and shook his head."Like Master like droid…"

Artoo blew another raspberry in response.

"Don't look at me, like that. I blame you for his bad habits, I certainly didn't teach Anakin to behave in such a way…"

Obi-Wan sighed at Artoo's insistant beeping, "Very well, but do not turn anything off, just connect and find out what you can alright?"

With a triumphant whir the droid turned back to the box and moved forward, slotting his connection into the port and the familiar turning of the port's components followed soon after though the sound of a very frustrated droid soon followed.

"Well than, if the controls are locked out than all the more reason to not interfere until we have a better idea what is going on."

The droid went silent for a moment before continuing with its beeps. "What? Well. play it than."

Obi-wan took a slight step back as the droid activated its holo projector. A recorded message in the device quickly turning on, a robed figure appearing.

"To whomsoever finds this box I am Jedi Master Du'mas Mo-Tar, please do not deactivate the field. I have been able to lure the Dreadlord of the Sith, Darth Imperius into this trap for the good of the galaxy. This sith cannot be allowed free, and has proven to be nearly undefeatable in battle, if you value peace and freedom then leave this place, and never return."There was a burst of garbled static, and the message looped back to the beginning.

Obi-Wan motioned for Artoo to move away from the box and took a step back. "Well, Artoo, look like we'll have to find another way to get Anakin down."

The Astromech gave a disappointed warble but landed and rolled back about a meter anyway. Obi-Wan wandered over to the edge of the field, momentarily lost in thought, trying to figure away to remove Anakin from the stasis field without powering it down entirely.

After a half an hour of fruitless deliberation Obi-wan heard Artoo fire his rockets and quickly turned to see the little Astromech flying through the air towards the button.

"Artoo stop!" Obi-Wan tried to grab the droid with the force but it was too late, the small astromech smacked onto the button with a defiant raspberry.

There was a loud discharge of static electricity followed by the field around the ship briefly becoming visible before fizzling out. Obi-wan activated his saber when the stasis field went down and rushed towards the ship.

As the field faded Anakin continued his jump like he hadn't been stuck in a stasis field for the better part of an hour. Unfortunately for him, the vessel continued its landing sequence and with a loud hiss of steam and a series of heavy thuds as the landing struts hit the ground after being suspended for 4000 years. Anakin was taken by complete surprise at the ship's sudden change in position and instead of landing safely on top of the ship he ended up hitting the ship at an awkward angle and as the ship adjusted its landing struts to stabilize itself on the uneven ground, he stumbled and fell, rolling across the uneven surface of the ship's wing, before falling off entirely and smashing into the ground.

Obi-wan leaped over to Anakin, "Anakin! Are you alright?" Before Anakin could answer though, the sound of a ramp being lowered caught everyone's attention and soon both the Jedi had to clutch the sides of their heads as an unfathomably deep and blindingly bright presence in the Force flooded out from the ship. Obi-Wan felt it was rather like staring directly into the heart of a star.

Still clutching his head Anakin shakily got to his feet. "Master? What is that!"

"I would assume that it's Darth Imperius!" Obi-Wan managed to say through grit teeth.

"That doesn't feel like a Sith to me."

They were interrupted by the sound of the ancient ship's airlock opening and with a series of metallic clanks and hisses the ramp descended. Once the ramp was fully extended someone staggered down it, the angle of the ramp hiding most of the being's form, except for the fluttering edge of the black cloak.

"Kriffing hells, when I find the Jedi who thought that was a good idea I'll eat his ghost." Bright presence in the Force or not, Anakin felt the mysterious stranger sounded like a Sith. And as he rounded the corner Anakin realized he dressed like a Sith as well. A black and red melding of armored bodyglove and arcane robe topped with a skull like mask, his outfit wouldn't be out of place on the villain of one of the cheesy holodramas that Padme pretended to hate but watched regularly.

What caught Obi-Wan's attention was the long double bladed lightsaber hanging from his ornate belt.

"Oh look, baby Jedi, are your masters here?" The stranger asked, seeming genuinely curious, "The Jedi didn't 'usually' leave their padawans unattended." He shrugged, "Eh… whatever, do you two know of any good spas around here? Four thousand years in stasis will leave you with such a crick in the neck. Preferably one with Twi' 's just something about head tails that gets my motor running."

A female voice echoed from the top of the ramp, "You only get a sexy Twi'lek masseuse if I get a hunky one!"