[Jedi Quest] - 04(16)

Jocasta raised an eyebrow. “All of them?”

Obi-Wan nodded.

“I’ll start with the Core Worlds,” she said with a sigh. “Maybe we’ll get lucky.”

Obi-Wan was sipping a cup of tea in the Room of a Thousand Fountains and trying to calm his mind when his comlink signaled. It was Jocasta.

“He attended the All Science Research Academy on Yerphonia,” she said.

“Can we contact them?” Obi-Wan asked eagerly.

“I already have. He was granted his degree only seven years ago. He was a star student. His home world is a small moon called Nierport Seven.”

Obi-Wan knew the place. It was less than a day’s travel from Coruscant.

Within an hour, he was on his way.





CHAPTER NINE


“Again,” Soara said.

Anakin ran at the wall again. He no longer knew how many times he had done so. Fifty? Seventy? Two hundred, five hundred? His brain didn’t register numbers. There was just him and the wall.

He ran up the wall, flipped over into a backward somersault, and landed on his feet again. It was a basic Temple exercise. He’d learned it when he was nine. But with Soara he was discovering that it was a much more complex maneuver than he’d imagined. Apparently his shoulders were wrong. His landing was too hard. And the whole thing took too long for him to accomplish.

“Stop.” Soara’s voice cut through him like the cold wind that howled down the deserted alley straight to the secluded lot where they were training. The building in front of him was sheer durasteel, slippery now with morning dew. The sun was just rising.

“Close your eyes,” Soara said.

Anakin closed his eyes.

“Get rid of that impatience,” Soara said. “Now.” Anakin tried to obey.

“Nothing is solid,” Soara said. “The hardest wall is just a connection of particles. Find the spaces between the particles, and the wall will yield. It will push you off. Listen to the wall and hear the wind through the gaps.”

Listen to the wall? Anakin felt his impatience rise again.

He remembered Darra’s words. She’ll push you hard, and then she’ll tell you something strange, something you don’t want to understand. That’s what she wants. The more tired you are, the emptier you are. That’s when she really starts to work.

He listened to the wall. And then the sound of the wind changed. He heard the howl of it, but he also heard the whisper. He heard it stir a piece of trash on the street, disturb a pebble. And then he heard it whistle softly through the gaps. Nothing felt solid. Not the ground under his feet, not the buildings around him.

He felt the Force move, even though he hadn’t summoned it. He saw the wall in his mind, and this time, it shimmered. It wasn’t a solid thing. It would yield to him

He ran at the wall. He ran easily, as if it were the first time. He felt the wall give against his boots. He pushed off and the wall sprang against him, helping him propel. He somersaulted and flew backward, landing lightly, gracefully, his lightsaber held at the ready.

He blinked. He had fought with the help of the Force before. But never like that.

He looked at Soara, amazed.

She didn’t smile or nod or show by even a flicker of an eyelash that she was pleased. But she didn’t correct him, and that meant something. Anakin made sure his own pleasure didn’t show on his face.

“That’s enough for today,” she said crisply.

Anakin deactivated his lightsaber. For the first time, he felt that he had glimpsed a future in which his connection to the Force and his lightsaber skills would be so meshed that he would truly be the best he could be. He could also see how far he was from that goal, but it didn’t bother him as it would have the day before. He would get there.

They had walked to the training site, and Soara had already left for the Temple. She rarely said good-bye. Anakin looked down at his tunic and made a face. There was a ragged tear down the side, and it was stained with sweat and filth. He had already gone through five tunics since he’d begun training with Soara.

He started to trudge toward the lift tube that would bring him to the Senatorial level. From there he could take a series of connecting walkways to the Temple. It would be good to walk and see the morning bustle begin. He felt as though he had been facing nothing but a blank wall for hours.

Anakin grinned. He had.

Soara seemed to know every hidden corner of the seamier side of Coruscant. Over the past few days he’d climbed over junk heaps and through half-demolished buildings, crawled through tunnels, and even fought a battle with training droids in an airspeeder garage. He’d fallen into a vat of oil. That was a lesson he wouldn’t forget.

Anakin zoomed up on the turbolift with a crowd of workers. At least he was too tired to dwell on his disappointment that Obi-Wan had left for Nierport Seven without him. His Master had assured him that he was going only for research purposes. When and if Obi-Wan decided to pursue Granta Omega, he would bring his Padawan with him. Obi-Wan had promised that.