“You can’t handle it! You don’t know what to do with it! You don’t deserve it!” The professor raved on. Qui-Gon wasn’t sure if Lundi was even talking to him any longer.
Taking a deep breath, Qui-Gon tuned out Lundi’s mad rants. He tried to quiet his mind, consoling himself with the fact that the Holocron was not in Lundi’s possession. Still, he knew this mission was far from over.
TEN YEARS LATER
CHAPTER 13
“Pathetic weaklings,” Lundi spat. His uncovered eye rolled in its socket and a line of drool dribbled down his chin. “The power was mine - within my grasp. But you… you snatched it. You stole it away.”
Obi-Wan watched the insane Quermian struggle in his bindings. The anger seething inside him was tangible, and the Jedi felt certain that Lundi would kill him if he could. But aside from the lucid declaration of the power he’d nearly had and then lost, much of what the professor said was incomprehensible.
Professor Lundi had almost lost his life on Kodai when he’d attempted to go after the Sith Holocron buried under the planet’s vast sea. He’d survived, but his sanity was gone - eaten away by the ancient device lurking under the pounding waves.
Lundi writhed in his seat, trying to get free.
Since that fateful night on Kodai he’d been tried for the crime of attempting to bring a great evil into active existence in the galaxy. Not only was he trying to obtain the Holocron, there was significant evidence that he’d intended to use it for evil purposes.
This was not a crime the Republic took lightly.
Lundi himself had confessed to the crime. In fact, during the trial he’d boasted about momentarily having the Holocron in his hands. It wasn’t easy to get his statement. His rants sometimes lasted days, ending only when the mad Quermian collapsed. Even then, after he’d been bound and put in a cell so that he couldn’t hurt himself - or anyone else - he continued to twitch and mutter angrily in his sleep.
“Weak child,” Lundi growled, glaring at Obi-Wan through the bars of his cell. “You are nothing. Nothing.”
Obi-Wan stared back at the professor. His feelings for Murk Lundi had not changed in ten years. The professor’s evil and insanity thoroughly repulsed him, and Obi-Wan would have liked to remain as far from Lundi as possible. But he could not defy the Council’s decision. An assignment was an assignment.
Obi-Wan had been surprised when he and his Padawan, Anakin Skywalker, were summoned to the Temple earlier that day. Out of the blue, the mission they were on was taken over by another Jedi team. This had never happened to Obi-Wan before. Whenever he and his deceased Master Qui-Gon Jinn or he and Anakin were assigned to a mission, they always saw it through to completion. At least until now.
As they’d made their way through the Temple corridors, Obi-Wan had noted that Anakin was annoyed by the abrupt shift in plans. The thirteen-year-old apprentice had clearly been enjoying himself on the originally assigned mission - it allowed him to tinker with the weapons systems on a sleek ship.
“This better be good,” he’d grumped.
Obi-Wan had counseled the boy, telling him that even if it wasn’t “good,” it would certainly be important. Anakin had merely rolled his eyes as they’d entered the Jedi Council Chambers.
Obi-Wan had momentarily marveled at this. As a Padawan learner, entering the Council Chambers always made his palms sweat, his heart race. An incredibly important place to be, it never failed to make him slightly nervous. Anakin never showed signs of nervousness upon entering the Council Chambers. He simply walked right in, as if it were the home of an old friend.
As soon as he and Anakin had entered the Chambers, Obi-Wan knew that whatever had brought them there was serious. All of the Jedi Masters were present, and the expression on Yoda’s face was unusually grave.
“Rumblings once again about the Sith Holocron on Kodai there are,” Yoda said, not wasting any time. “Planning to recover it someone is.”
Obi-Wan had felt a wave of fear go through him. He’d been having troubling dreams and visions for several nights. At first he hadn’t been sure why. Then he’d realized that almost exactly ten years had passed since he and Qui-Gon had first followed Dr. Murk Lundi to the Sith Holocron. The moons of Kodai would soon be in synchronous orbit, once again causing an amazingly low tide. And that was when attempts were made to recover the Holocron.
“That is not all,” Master Ki-Adi Mundi added. There was a moment of silence in the Chambers before he went on.
“Jedi all over the galaxy have been receiving threatening messages about the Sith gaining power. Some of these messages contain images of Jedi being brutally killed.”