Young Jedi Knights_ Trouble On Cloud City Part 1

Star Wars.

Young Jedi Knights.

Under a Black Sun.

Trouble on Cloud City.

by Kevin J. Anderson and Rebecca Moesta.

This one is for Dave Dorman whose brilliant cover art has made the Young Jedi Knights series s.h.i.+ne Special thanks to Matt Bialer of the William Morris Agency, without whom this third story are might never have seen the light of day; Sue Rostoni, Allan Kausch, and Lucy Autrey Wilson at Lucas Licensing for their valuable input; Ginjer Buchanan and Jessica Faust at Berkley for their support throughout this series; Dan Wallace for his research and resource materials; the work of Brian Daley, Al Williamson, and Archie Goodwin in providing background for our story; Debra Ray at AnderZone for her personal support and cheerleading when we needed it most; Catherine Ulatowski and Sarah Jones at WordFire, Inc for keeping everything running smoothly; and, as always, Jonathan Cowan for being our first test-reader.

Jaina Solo, daughter of the legendary pilot and smuggler Han Solo, ran through the dense jungles of Yavin 4 as if her life depended upon it.

Cras.h.i.+ng sounds in the nearby underbrush bore testament to the fact that she was not alone.

Her mother, former princess of Alderaan and the New Republic's current Chief of State, would have been aghast at Jaina's disheveled appearance.

Her straight brown hair dripped with sweat. Leaves, branches, and trailing vines whipped at her face, though she hardly seemed to notice.

She let the Force guide her footsteps. The rich spicy scent of jungle foliage filled her lungs. Jaina ran headlong through the alternating light and shadows of late afternoon, out of breath.

The cras.h.i.+ng sounds came not from pursuing enemies, however, but from her companions: the ginger-furred Wookiee Lowbacca, and Tenel Ka, princess of the Hapes system and warrior from Dathomir.

Still, Jaina fled-not from her friends or from the Jedi academy where she trained, but from a feeling that she couldn't shake, a sense that something was not right. The feeling hounded her like a nek battle dog snapping at her heels. From far behind, Lowie bellowed a suggestion, and Jaina veered off onto a narrow path that would lead them to a clearing near the river.

"Got it! Almost there," she yelled without slowing down. The unpleasant feeling still followed her like some vicious beast ready to pounce. She hurdled a Ma.s.sa.s.si tree that had fallen across the path.

Tenel Ka and Lowie converged behind her and leapt over the fallen tree.

Jaina and her friends burst through the dense foliage and into the clearing by the broad, slow-moving river.

Near the water stood a boy, about Jaina's age, with a round face and spiky blond hair. Beside him was a centaurifoffn young woman whose rich cinnamon hair matched the color of her glossy flanks. Her long mane flowed down her bare back. The two had been skipping stones on the water, but at Jaina's approach, the blond-haired young man looked up.

"Well, well, well. Glad you could make it," he said.

"Hi, Raynar, Lusa," Jaina said, coming to a stop and panting hard.

"Are you all right?" Raynar asked.

"The opportunity to exercise was most welcome," Tenel Ka said.

Lowie and the Wookiee's miniaturized translating droid, Em Teedee, added their greetings. Lowie combed his long fingers through the dark streak in his windblown fur.

Lusa gave them a measuring look. "Is anything wrong?"

Jaina shrugged uncomfortably, still unable to pinpoint the source of her disturbing feelings. Avoiding her friends' gaze, she took off her flightsuit and removed her boots.

Raynar glanced around. "Where are Jacen and Zekk? Didn't they come with you?"

Jaina sighed and waded into the river. Once in the shallows, she dug her toes into the mud and pondered. This, of course, was the heart of the problem.

"Our friends Jacen and Zekk opted to a.s.sist Anja Gallandro with her lightsaber training," Tenel Ka explained. "She already owns a weapon, but wishes to become more proficient in its use."

Raynar looked disappointed. "Couldn't they have done that later?"

"It was their choice," Tenel Ka said simply. Removing her lizardhide boots and armor, she plunged into the river water without the slightest hesitation.

"They could have invited Anja along to go swimming with us," Raynar said.

"It might have made her feel welcome, more at home."

At last Jaina said what was on her mind. "Anja's been at the Jedi academy for weeks now, and I don't think she'll ever feel at home. I'm not even sure she wants to. I've tried to be friendly and show her around, but most of the time she just ignores me-except when she wants to complain about something. Like the weather: she hates the humidity.

Or the food: it's not prepared properly. And our lessons: it's stupid to, sit around thinking at rocks all day." Not to mention the entertainment: there's nothing to do on Yavin 4."

Lowie rumbled a comment. "Indeed," Em Teedee translated.

"Master Lowbacca has also made every effort to befriend Anja Gailandro, but to no avail."

Tenel Ka surfaced and shook back her red-gold warrior braids. "I, too, have been rebuffed."

"She has not spoken five words to me," Lusa said.

Jaina sighed again. "She seems perfectly happy to spend time with Jacen... and Zekk."

"And they with her," Tenel Ka pointed out. Jaina couldn't tell whether or not she detected a note of jealousy in the warrior girl's comment.

Raynar opened his mouth as if he were about to ask something, then seemed to think better of it. He simply said, "Oh." The blond haired boy looked curiously from Jaina to Tenel Ka for a moment, then added, "Well, I hope they know what they're doing." He flushed slightly. "I... I mean, lightsaber practice with someone who isn't really trained in the Force can be pretty dangerous."

Jaina looked up and flashed him one of the lopsided grins for which the Solos were so famous. "Zekk a.s.sured me he was just going to coach.

And I don't think we need to worry about my brother. He's fought some of the most ferocious creatures alive with his lightsaber."

She chuckled. "Including Tenel Ka."

"This is a fact," Tenel Ka said, raising her single hand as if it held the rancor-tooth lightsaber hilt that normally hung at her waist. The warrior girl's other arm had been cut off above the elbow in a lightsaber training accident.

"Now," Jaina continued, "why don't we all swim. That is why we came, isn't it? Anyway, Zekk and Jacen are Jedi. I'm sure they won't let anyone get hurt."

"Ow!" Jacen yelped, pulling back with the hand that held his emerald green lightsaber. "You singed the hair off my arm!"

A bland smile was fixed on Anja Gallandro's face, a smile that did not reach her large, sad eyes. She seemed not the least bit perturbed.

"Then I guess you should have moved a bit faster, huh?"

Zekk approached the two combatants. His intense green eyes flashed an emerald fire as cutting as that of Jacen's lightsaber. "That was a foolish risk, Ania," he said. "This practice is to learn about control with the weapon."

Anja shook back the silky hair that fell to her waist. Her dark hair, highlighted with streaks of honey gold, was held out of her eyes only by a strip of leather bound about her forehead. She gave Zekk a haughty look. "You're just angry because I don't need to control my fighting, and it makes you real Jedi look bad."

"No. That move was unnecessarily risky," Zekk said in a stern voice that Jacen had rarely heard him use before. "Not only did Jacen almost lose a chunk of his arm, but if he had been trying to hurt you, you left him the perfect opening to sweep back with his lightsaber like this"-he demonstrated with a stun stick he was holding-"slice through your ribs, and cut you into two neat pieces."

Anja glared at Zekk for a long moment. He endured her gaze without flinching, casually set down his stun stick, and reached back to retie the narrow theng that kept his own hair in place at the nape of his neck.

A symbolic gesture, Jacen guessed.

Zekk's hair was as dark as his past, yet he had learned to control it, to put it behind him. Anja, on the other hand, often spoke with anger about the life she had led; she barely kept her impulses in check, just as her headband barely kept her hair from flowing wild. Jacen glanced back and forth as the tension built between his two friends.

Finally Anja looked away and shrugged one shoulder. "You said yourself this was a lesson in control. I knew Jacen wouldn't take advantage of the opening."

Jacen's mouth fell open in astonishment. But before he could speak, he saw Master Luke Skywalker emerge from the base of the Great Temple and gesture for him to come over.

"I have to go talk to Uncle Luke," he said warily. "Can you two keep working for a few minutes without me?" He offered his lightsaber to Zekk and gave a tentative grin. "Without killing each other, I mean?"

"I can manage that," Zekk said.

"Anja," Jacen warned, "just remember that you can't afford to make mistakes like that one against a real enemy. He won't give you a second chance."

She smiled her imperturbable smile. "Don't be so sure."

Jacen shook his head. Running a hand through his disheveled brown curls, he trotted off to where the Jedi Master stood in the shadow of the rebuilt pyramid.

"How's the training going?" Luke Skywalker asked, his eyes on Anja and Zekk as they began to spar again. Anja's acid-yellow blade swept out in a wild and furious attack, but Zekk parried her blows easily.

"She, urn... has her own way of doing things," Jacen said.

"Kinda stubborn, you know?"

"So I've noticed," Luke said. "I've spent several training sessions with her myself and-in spite of the talents you see in her-I haven't been able to sense any Jedi potential at all. She doesn't seem to make any connection with the Force."

"Hey, that doesn't mean it's not there," Jacen said. "Give her some time.

She's had a tough life. Maybe it's just hidden somehow."

Luke pursed his lips. "Perhaps. But if it weren't for the fact that your father asked me to keep her here at the academy as a special favor, I'm not sure I'd allow her to stay. She has a deep shadow inside her."

"Well, thanks for giving her a chance," Jacen said. "I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

For the third time that morning, Tenel Ka replaced a cyberfuze on the Rock Dragon that did not need replacing. Beside her, Jaina hunched over the navigational console of the Hapan pa.s.senger cruiser, biting her lower lip. She used Em Teedee to run an unnecessary calibration check, while Lowbacca conditioned the already-clean outer hull with lubricants.

The three of them had felt inexplicably downcast, Tenel Ka thought, since the previous afternoon when Jacen and Zekk had chosen not to accompany them to the jungle. Today, the warrior girl had risen at first light from an unsatisfactory sleep and performed the most rigorous calisthenic routine she had ever devised for herself. She had hoped to purge any lingering resentment from her mind... but it hadn't worked.

After that, she had scaled the outside of the huge Ma.s.sa.s.si pyramid, single-armed, wearing her briefest lizard-hide and using only her grappling hook and fibercord to a.s.sist her. This exertion had proved stimulating enough-and distracting enough-that she decided to go for a ten-kilometer run as well.

Jaina, having just finished a long Jedi meditation, had trotted up to join her. Although Jaina was fresh, she was not as strong a runner as Tenel Ka, and the warrior girl enjoyed the feeling that she could outdistance her friend at any time-although she chose not to.

As the two friends swung back toward the Great Temple on the last kilometer of their run, a third young woman joined them. Anja, looking rested and relaxed, had clearly not been out doing calisthenics this morning. But that did not make the situation any less irritating when the tanned older girl broke into a sprint and raced ahead of Tenel Ka and Jaina back to the Great Temple.

It didn't help matters, either, when Tenel Ka noticed Jacen watching Anja with amused approval from his vantage point at the base of the Great Temple. She knew she shouldn't have allowed the situation to disturb her, but she had retreated immediately, making some excuse about the Rock Dragon's needing repairs. Jaina and Lowie had followed her. Jacen, Zekk, and Anja had not.

Jaina had moved the Rock Dragon out onto the open landing field, and for the next few hours the companions had worked in a heavy silence.

Unfortunately, the activities they normally found so soothing had brought no comfort today. Tenel Ka grimaced and replaced another cyberfuze that was in perfect condition.

To make matters worse, her own normally well-controlled emotions were playing strange tricks on her. For the past several days she'd had a profound feeling of missing Jacen... and Zekk, of course. It didn't make sense. It wasn't as if the two young men were gone, as Lowie had been when he'd accompanied his friend Raaba to visit the Diversity Alliance.

No, Tenel Ka saw Jacen-and Zekk-every day. Yet somehow, each time she saw the smuggler girl Anja laughing with the two young men, most likely at some joke Jacen had told, Tenel Ka felt an ache that was almost physical.

Perhaps a change of scenery was the answer. If Tenel Ka could get away from Yavin 4 for a while, it might clear her mind-and she might be able to escape the constant reminders that Jacen no longer spent most of his free time with her. She found the pain as haunting and indefinable as the phantom pangs she sometimes felt from her severed arm.

Scowling, Tenel Ka touched a probe to a circuit, overloaded it to 10, 20, 30 percent more than its capacity. The cyberfuze finally failed in a tiny puff of white smoke. Tenel Ka nodded with satisfaction. As she began to replace the component, a loud Wookiee bellow drifted in from outside.

"Visitors?" Em Teedee said. "Why, whatever could he mean? We weren't expecting anyone, were we?"

"I do not believe so," Tenel Ka said to the little droid. The whine of sublight engines filled the air around the Rock Dragon. "Perhaps we should investigate."

Jaina yanked the little silver droid's leads free from the navigational console. "Well, then, what are we waiting for?"

"It's Lando!" Jaina cried. Her spirits lifted even as the Lady Luck touched down on the stubbly gra.s.s of the landing field not far from the Rock Dragon. The sight of Lando Calrissian's s.p.a.ce yacht kindled a sense of excitement in her that had been missing for weeks. His visits always meant something interesting.

As usual, her father's old smuggling buddy made a das.h.i.+ng entrance.

With a burgundy cape fluttering behind him, he seemed to glide down the Lady Luck's ramp, his dark handsome features lit by a dazzling smile.

By the time he reached the bottom of the ramp and greeted Jaina and Tenel Ka with a kiss each on the hand, and Lowbacca with a friendly slap between his furry shoulders, Zekk and Jacen were running across the landing field toward them. Master Luke Skywalker followed at a more leisurely pace.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Jacen asked.

"Are we going to GemDiver Station?" Zekk added. "I've never seen the place, but Jaina and Jacen told me all about it."

Lando laughed. "No, not quite. I'm glad you kids are all here, though, because I have an invitation for you. A business proposal, really."

Jaina exchanged an intrigued glance with Tenel Ka. "We are prepared to a.s.sist you," Tenel Ka said. Lowie rumbled his agreement.

Lando grinned. "As it turns out, I already talked to all of your parents and got permission."

" Hey, that's great," Jacen said.

"What is it you need from us?" Zekk asked.

"Some professional a.s.sistance. From professional young people like yourselves. But it's not on GemDiver Station. I've got the coruscagem mining operation running pretty well by itself. Right now, I'm on my way to Cloud City."

"Bespin?" Jaina said. "You still own property there?"

Lando smiled. "At the moment, quite a lot. You know how I amalways looking for some new way to make credits. I decided I needed to diversify my holdings a bit more, so I talked to one of my old smuggler buddies who lives on Cloud City and we came up with the perfect investment." Tenel Ka's eyebrows rose as Lando spoke.