Star Wars

Episode 1 Adventures

2

The Bartokk Assassins

By RyderWindham

Scanned by [BroD] June 2003

Introduction

Before the events of the Trade Federation's invasion of Naboo, the Jedi

Council received a mysterious data card that alerted them to the construction

of fifty droid starfighters, each equipped with hyperdrive engines. The

Council sent Jedi Master Adi Gallia to the planet Esseles in the Darpa Sector

to investigate. When Master Adi failed to report back from her mission, the

Council sent a rescue team to Esseles. Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn led the team

that included two Jedi Knights: Vel Ardox, an amphibian from the Ploo Sector;

and Noro Zak, a winged Bax - thrax. Against the wishes of Mace Windu, Qui-Gon

also brought his Padawan apprentice, Obi-Wan Kenobi. On Esseles, the Jedi

realized Adi Gallia was trapped within a starship factory that had been seized

by renegade droids. After the Jedi rescued the factory's owner, a reptilelike

Kloodavian named Boll Trinkatta, they learned the starfighters had been

manufactured for the Trade Federation. Trinkatta claimed he had not wanted to

work for the Trade Federation, but he'd changed his mind after his test pilot

had vanished. Trinkatta believed the Trade Federation was responsible for the

pilot's disappearance, and feared for his own safety. The Kloodavian ordered

his droids to build the starfighters.

Before the finished starfighters could be delivered to the Trade

Federation, Trinkatta's droids were reprogrammed by the Bartokks, a species of

insectoid mercenaries with a hive mind. The Bartokks had intended to use the

droids to take over the starship factory and steal the droid starfighters.

Much to the dismay of the Bartokks, the starfighters had already been stolen

from Trinkatta's factory by an unknown enemy. The Jedi defeated the

reprogrammed droids along with two Bartokks, and Master Adi was found in need

of medical treatment. Qui-Gon decided that Vel Ardox and Noro Zak would

immediately escort Master Adi to the nearby planet Rhinnal, famed throughout

the sector for its citizens' expertise in medicine. Meanwhile, Qui-Gon and

Obi-Wan remained on Esseles, where they hoped to track the trail of the stolen

droid starfighters. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan feared that the starfighters might

have fallen into the clutches of someone even more menacing than the Bartokks

or the Trade Federation. In need of a guide to Esseles' capital city Calamar,

the Jedi enlisted the reluctant Trinkatta.

Qui-Gon Jinn belted himself into the front passenger seat of the

landspeeder while Obi-Wan Kenobi slid behind the controls. Obi-Wan gunned the

turbine engines and angled the speeder away from Trinkatta's starship factory

and toward Calamar. The capital city was already visible in the distance, a

silhouette of several hundred towers that hugged the lush, green horizon.

"This is madness!" Boll Trinkatta exclaimed from the speeder's backseat.

"Even if all fifty droid starfighters are still on Esseles, how do you two

hope to take them from the Bartokks?"

While the speeder zoomed over the grassy plains, Qui-Gon turned to his

outraged passenger.

"As I said, Trinkatta, the Bartokks don't have the starfighters. If they

did,

they wouldn't have left two assassins to guard your factory. With those

two dead, the surviving thirteen members of the Bartokk hive are probably

still searching for the ships."

"Then I should flee this planet immediately!" Trinkatta shouted, his beak

opening wide. "And not just because I'm afraid of what the Bartokks might do

to me. Since the droid starfighters weren't delivered to the Trade Federation,

the Neimoidians who ordered them are probably already on their way to Esseles

to investigate. They'll kill me if I can't deliver those ships."

"Then maybe you shouldn't have done business with the Trade Federation in

the first place," Obi - Wan commented as he neatly directed the landspeeder

over a dirt road that led into the city.

"I didn't have a choice," Trinkatta insisted. "If I hadn't built those

starfighters, the Trade Federation would have made me vanish without a trace,

just like my test pilot. I'm lucky those Bartokks only reprogrammed my droids

to cut off one of my arms." Trinkatta winced at the memory of the violent

interrogation. With his left hand, the reptile-like alien massaged his right

elbow, where his lower arm was rapidly growing back.

As the landspeeder approached Calamar, Obi - Wan kept his eyes on the

road.

"Master! I don't understand why you suspect the droid starfighters are in

Calamar. Wouldn't it have been smarter for someone to hide them at a remote

location or even offworld?"

"Don't underestimate the intelligence of the thieves, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon

stated. "If they could steal fifty starfighters from Trinkatta's factory

without alerting the Bartokks, they're very smart indeed. And in my

experience, the best place to hide a needle is among other needles. I've a

hunch the starfighters are in a spaceport."

"I don't believe it!" Trinkatta snapped. "You're risking my life over a

hunch'?"

Qui-Gon cast a sympathetic glance at the Kloodavian and replied,

"Be assured, Trinkatta, no harm will come to you while you're with us.

All we ask for is your help."

"But what can I do?" Trinkatta answered, shrugging his shoulders.

Qui-Gon raised an eyebrow at the alien. "You can start by telling us

about your contact with the Trade Federation. Did Neimoidian leaders come to

your factory?"

The Kloodavian nodded.

"Yes, there were two of them. Officers, I think, although they never

identified themselves. They brought a prototype hyperdrive engine with them

and insisted l duplicate it for all fifty droid starfighters."

"And what about your test pilot?"

"He was a Talz named Bama Vook," Trinkatta replied. "He was an excellent

pilot, even if he was sometimes a bit reckless. His copilot was an LE-PR34

navigator droid called Leeper. They were such good friends the droid didn't

even address Bama as 'Master.' Oh, and Bama had a young son named Chup-Chup, a

real rascal. The poor lad must be an orphan now. But why do you want to know

about Bama? Like I said, the Neimoidans got rid of him."

"Actually, you said he vanished without a trace," Qui-Gon corrected.

"Perhaps Bama Vook escaped from the Neimoidians, but they simply let you

believe they were responsible. I can't help but wonder if Bama Vook's

disappearance is somehow connected with the missing starfighters."

Obi-Wan shot a quick glance at Qui-Gon, then turned his attention back to

the road.

"Master, are you suggesting that Bama Vook is still alive, and that he

stole the droid starfighters from Trinkatta's factory'?"

"I'm not suggesting anything," Qui-Gon replied, then fixed his gaze on

the Kloodavian.

"Did Bama Vook ever mention that he had any friends in Calamar?"

Trinkatta scratched his head with his good hand while he tried to

remember.

"Now that I think of it, Bama did spend some time at a place over by

Calamar Intergalactic Spaceport, a saloon that was popular with starpilots.

It's called the lon Sandbox."

"Then that's where we're going," Qui-Gon commanded.

When the air traffic controllers at Calamar Intergalactic Spaceport

authorized the landing of a sleek, dark green starcruiser, they did not notice

anything unusual about the vessel. The cruiser's identification numbers and

three-winged profile matched those of an executive trade ship from the Duro

system. The cruiser's two passengers had large eyes and thin slits for mouths.

They did not have noses. They were all physical attributes of the Duros

species. The only problem was that the passengers were not Duros. They were

Neimoidians. Disguised as Duros traders, Rune Haako and Daultay Dofine wore

heavy green cloaks with tapered hoods. They exited their green cruiser and

walked down the landing ramp to the gritty tarmac.

"I never thought we'd have to return to this dull planet," Haako

muttered. "When I get my hands on Trinkatta, I'll crush his windpipe."

Dofine stopped and turned to his superior.

"Are you sure we shouldn't transmit a message to Viceroy Gunray and let

him know

we've arrived on Esseles?" Dofine asked.

Lieutenant Haako's smooth brow furrowed.

"Don't be a fool, Dofine! Have you forgotten this is a secret mission'?

Our orders were clear. We're to investigate Trinkatta Starships and learn why

the droid starfighters were not delivered to us. Also, whoever informed the

Jedi Council of the starfighters must be found and silenced."

"It was probably Trinkatta who alerted the Council," Dofine suggested.

"The Kloodavian wouldn't have had the nerve," Haako sneered. "After his

test pilot disappeared, Trinkatta knew better than to toy with the Trade

Federation."

As the pair entered a lift tube to leave the hangar, Dofine dared to ask

another question.

"How do you think the Jedi Council have responded to the report of droid

starfighters on Esseles, sir? I hope we do not encounter any Jedi."

As the lift tube came to a stop, Haako replied,

"I doubt the Republic would send their precious Jedi to this horribly

distant world."

The lift tube doors hissed open, and the disguised Neimoidians stepped

outside. It was the end of the business day, and the streets of Calamar were

fiiled with pedestrians and vehicles. The citizens of Calamar paid little

attention to the two hooded aliens that walked away from the hangar entrance.

"We'll hire a landspeeder and approach Trinkatta's factory with caution,"

Haako declared. "If he's up to something, I want to catch him by surprise. But

before we go, I need a little refreshment."

Daultay Dofine silently followed Lieutenant Haako into a nearby saloon.

Over the entrance, the establishment's name was prominently displayed on a

glowing sign: ION SANDBOX. The lon Sandbox resembled any number of spacer bars

throughout the system. Aliens from all over and beyond the Bormea and Darpa

Sectors swapped stories and rubbed elbows at the cramped tables. Instead of a

live band, a holographic quintet shimmered and gyrated on a small elevated

stage, their prerecorded performance dominated by thundering drums and blaring

horns. Customers shouted their conversations over the music, and the air was

filled with heavy smoke. As the disguised Neimoidians stepped up to the bar,

Dofine noticed a furry Talz seated at a corner table. One of the Talz's four

eyes was covered by a black patch.

Dofine nudged Haako and whispered,

"That Talz over there looks a lot like Trinkatta's pilot."

"Don't be ridiculous," Haako replied. "Bama Vook didn't wear an eye

patch."

As the Neimoidians ordered drinks, the tall Talz slowly rose from his

corner table and headed for the back door.

Obi-Wan Kenobi guided the landspeeder through a narrow alley and parked

next to the receptacles behind the lon Sandbox. As soon as Obi-Wan turned off

the speeder's loud engine, the noise was replaced by the sound of bizarre

music and alien laughter that drifted out from the saloon. Trinkatta jumped

out of the speeder and ad - justed his cape to cover both his head and injured

arm. He didn't want anyone to recognize him.

"Come quick," he urged Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon. "We'll enter through the back

door."

The two Jedi climbed out of the speeder and followed the Kloodavian to a

high oval doorway. Trinkatta was just about to step over the threshold when he

bounced off a tall alien who was exiting the saloon.

"Oof!" Trinkatta expelled as he hit the ground. When he looked up, he saw

that the alien was a Talz. Trinkatta's jaw dropped open in surprise. The Talz

was covered in thick white fur and stood just under two meters tall. Around

his neck, a collar was equipped with an expensive vocabulator that could

translate his own guttural language into Basic. At his right hip, a heavy

blaster was holstered to his weapons belt. His most distinguishing

accoutrement was a black patch over his upper left eye.

"You don't fool me with that eyepatch, Bama!" Trinkatta snarled as he

pushed himself up from the ground. "How dare you let me think the Trade

Federation killed you!"

"You must have confused me with someone else, stranger," Bama Vook

replied via his vocabulator. Then he leaned forward so his nose nearly touched

the Kloodavian's, and raised the black patch to reveal a perfectly healthy

eye, which he winked at Trinkatta.

In a low voice, Bama said, "Yes, it's I, Trinkatta, but keep your

infernal voice down. There are two Neimoidians inside the bar. They're the

same pair that threatened me at your factory."

Bama Vook rose to his full height and readjusted his eyepatch.

"Sorry about pulling a vanishing act on you, Trinkatta, but I didn't want

to wind up working for the Trade Federation. The owner of the lon Sandbox owed

me a favor, so he let me hide out here. You could have blown my cover,

blundering into the bar with these two humans."

Trinkatta nodded to Qui-Gon, allowing the Jedi Master to make his own

introduction.

"I'm Qui-Gon Jinn and this is Obi-Wan Kenobi. The Jedi Council sent us.

You must be the one who sent the data card that alerted the Council to the

droid star fighters."

"You're Jedi?" Bama asked with disbelief, but something in Qui-Gon's

expression convinced him otherwise. "Thank the stars, you came to help! Yes, I

sent the data card."

Obi-Wan was stunned by this latest revelation.

"Excuse me, Master, but how and when did you figure out that Bama sent

the data card?"

"As soon as I realized Bama Yook was still alive, it all added up," Qui Gon answered.

"Since Trinkatta didn't send the data card, I surmised Bama must have

done it after he escaped the Neimoidians."

"Indeed, that's exactly what I did," Bama beamed. "As soon as those two

Neimoidians arrived at Trinkatta's factory, l knew the Trade Federation was up

to no good. It's bad enough they're operating outside their own territory, but

it's worse that they commissioned droid starfighters with hyperdrive engines.

With those ships, they could level most of Calamarf Well, it wasn't about to

let that happen."

Qui-Gon smiled at Bama.

"Your experience as a pilot for Trinkatta Starships must have made it

easy for you to liberate the droid starfighters from the factory."

Qui-Gon's statement amazed Obi-Wan, who felt as if he were always three

steps behind his Master's deductions.

"It was hardly easy," Bama confessed. "I kept my eye on the factory from

a distance. At first, I was trying to figure out a way to break in and destroy

the starfighters. But two nights ago, I saw someone loading the starfighters

into a spike-covered freighter. I figured they were working with the

Neimoidians. While my copilot Leeper distracted them, I bypassed Trinkatta's

security system, broke into the factory, and stole the freighter. I thought it

would be best to hide the ships until the Jedi Council could investigate the

Neimoidians."

Trinkatta was stunned. "You admit you stole the starfighters?" he cried.

"I got more than that," Bama said with pride. "The freighter also

contained the Neimoidians' prototype hyperdrive engine. Without that

prototype, they'll have a tough time building any more droid starfighters on

Esseles."

Trinkatta fumed. With his left arm, he pushed back his cape to reveal his

injured arm.

"Forgive me, Bama, if I don't applaud!"

Seeing Trinkatta's mangled limb, Bama gasped and his four eyes went wide.

"The Neimoidians cut off your arm?"

"No, it was my droids." Trinkatta sighed as he readjusted his cape. "They

were reprogrammed by Bartokks who were trying to steal the starfighters, but

you'd already beaten them to the job. You stole the Bartokks' freighter, you

imbecile!"

"Bartokks?" Bama exclaimed as his eyes rolled in their sockets. "Why are

those assassins on Esseles?"

"We don't know for certain," Qui-Gon admitted. "But it's an easy guess

the Bartokks are on an assignment to kill someone. We suspect they want the

Trade Federation's droid starfighters and prototype hyperdrive engine to carry

out their own plan. We're wasting time here. Where did you store the

freighter?"

"In Docking Bay 28," Bama answered. "That's where I keep my own ship, the

Metron Burner. Leeper and my son, Chup-Chup, are guarding the freighter now. I

only came to the lon Sandbox to find out if there were any reports of Republic

ships in the area. I never imagined the Jedi would get here so soon."

"With both the Bartokks and the Neimoidians on Esseles, I hope our

arrival isn't too late," Qui-Gon said. "Our landspeeder's right here. Will you

guide us to Docking Bay 28, Bama?"

"Gladly!" Bama answered with enthusiasm.

"I stifl can't believe you broke through my security system," Trinkatta

grumbled to Bama as they climbed into the speeder.

Back in the saloon, Rune Haako lowered his empty glass onto the bar.

"We're done here," Haako announced, "Come along, Dofine. Time to pay a

visit to Trinkatta Starships."

The two cloaked Neimoidians made their way out of the lon Sandbox and

onto the street.

"Now, find us a taxi," Haako ordered as he pulled his cloak lower over

his forehead. Dofine heard the roar of a landspeeder engine and turned just in

time to see the vehicle launch out of a nearby alley. Dofine raised his hand

and was about to call out to the speeder's driver a young male Human when he

recognized Trinkatta and Bama Vook as the passengers in the backseat. An older

male Human sat beside the driver. Dofine's arm dropped to his side as the

speeder zoomed down the street.

He turned to Haako and said, "Sir? I think we have trouble. I just saw

Trinkatta and Bama Vook in a landspeeder. They were with two humans."

"What'?" Haako snapped. "Which way did they go?"

Dofine pointed down the street, where the speeder was still barely

visible.

"Well, don't just stand there," Haako commanded. "Start running!"

Docking Bays 25 30 were not far from the lon Sandbox, and the Jedi's

landspeeder made the short journey in less than three minutes. Each docking

bay was a four-story structure that resembled a giant tire lying on its side;

the circular architecture wrapped around and protected the sunken bay from

view, but the open central area al - lowed immediate access for launches and

landings. The streets that bordered the docking bays resembled a series of

interlocking roundabouts.

"The docking bays are larger than I imagined," Qui-Gon commented. "But

then they'd have to be large to accommodate a Bartokk freighter." Turning his

head slightly, he addressed Bama Vook. "You mentioned your own ship, the

Metron Burner. What's its make and model?"

"The Metron Burner is a Corellian YT-1300 Transport," Bama replied via

his vocabulator.

"The latest model?" Obi-Wan asked with some disbelief. Obi-Wan knew the

sizable YT-1300 freighters were fairly expensive.

"Not the latest, but still in good shape," Bama answered. "It was a good

deal. Leeper,

Chup-Chup, and I have also been remodeling a Z-95 Headhunter, making it

suitable for space travel. We've expanded its cockpit to hold two pilots."

As Obi-Wan slowed the speeder near Docking Bay 28, Bama removed a comlink

from his weapons belt.

"Drive around to the north side," Bama instructed. "There's a lift tube

just around this curve."

The lift tube was an industrial open-doored booth design built into the

side of the ring-shaped structure. Obi-Wan slowed the speeder to a stop next

to a stack of empty cargo containers. Across the street, in front of Docking

Bay 27, a large chemical waste storage tank rested on a rusted gravsled

outside.

"What a horrid stench," Bama said, pointing to the tank. "My neighbor

better call a droid sanitation crew to tow that gravsled or I'll report him to

the authorities."

The street was strangely silent and absent of any traffic. As Qui-Gon,

Obi-Wan, Bama, and Trinkatta climbed out of the speeder, both Jedi cast

cautious glances at the surrounding buildings.

"Something wrong?" Trinkatta asked.

Without any elaboration, Qui-Gon replied, "A disturbance in the Force."

On Docking Bay 27's roof, a quick movement and flash of insectoid armor

caught Obi-Wan's attention.

"Bartokks!" he said. He turned to Trinkatta and Bama. "They're above us.

Take cover."

Trinkatta followed the Jedi's gaze.

"I don't see anyone up " he began. Before the Kloodavian could complete

his sentence, Qui-Gon's arm lashed out and yanked him aside. A split-second

later, a long, sharp spear flew down from above and plunged deep into the

ground where Trinkatta had just been standing.Qui-Gon shoved Trinkatta under

the parked landspeeder and ordered, "Keep out of sight!"

Three more spears raced down through the air, all aimed at the Jedi

Master. Qui-Gon moved so fast he became a barely visible blur. As the spears

drove into the ground, Qui-Gon rematerialized against the wall to the right of

the lift tube booth. From this position, he was just out of the Bartokks'

range of fire. On the other side of the booth, Obi-Wan and Bama ducked behind

the stack of empty cargo crates.

"Judging from those spears, there are at least three Bartokks up there,"

Obi-Wan observed.

"How did they find us!?" Trinkatta yelped.

"Bartokks communicate telepathically," Qui-Gon replied as he scanned the

rooflines for any sign of movement. "Before the two Bartokks were killed at

your factory, they might have mentally transmitted a warning to the other

thirteen members of their hive, alerting them to our presence on Esseles."

"Then it's possible we led them right here to Docking Bay 28, " Obi-Wan

realized with some frustration.

A pneumatic hiss indicated the lift was rising within the tube. As the

lift reached the street level, the hiss ceased and a LE-PR navigator droid

stumbled out through the booth's open doors. A nasty-looking dent was visible

on the droid's metal forehead.

"Leeper!" Bama exclaimed. In a swift movement, Bama reached out and

pulled the droid away from the booth and behind the empty cargo crates. Bama

was barely behind the crate when a dozen poisoned-tipped arrows whizzed down

from the roof. The arrows produced a rippling, staccato noise as they slammed

into the wall near the booth, mere centimeters from Bama's head.

"What happened?" Bama asked the droid. "Where's Chup-Chup?"

"Sorry, Bama," Leeper answered in a deep synthetic voice. "Chup-Chup and

I were watching the freighter when aliens jumped us. Insectoids with four

arms. The freighter's owners, I suspect." The droid pointed to his dented

forehead. "They took me by complete surprise. They pinned my arms and threw me

into the lift tube before I could activate my blaster."

Although it was an unauthorized modification, a retractable blaster was

concealed within Leeper's right arm. "Just before the lift ascended, I saw

them take Chup-Chup onto the freighter."

"What?" Bama gasped in disbelief. "Oh, I didn't mean to steal a Bartokk

freighter!" Twelve more arrows zinged down and struck deep into the protective

cargo crate. Obi-Wan quickly studied the arrows' angle of impact.

"Don't let the number of arrows fool you," he warned the Talz and the

droid. "Each Bartokk is firing four arrows at a time."

Leeper glanced at Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon, then nudged Bama and asked,

"Who are these guys?"

"We're Jedi," Qui-Gon informed the droid. "Tell us is the Bartokks'

freighter equipped with a hyperdrive engine?"

"No," Leeper replied. "I inspected the ship. Despite its cargo, the

freighter itself only has a sublight engine. The Bartokks won't be making a

fast getaway. Just wait until I get my manipulators on them!"

Another volley of arrows showered down around the heroes. Qui-Gon looked

to Obi-Wan and said,

"We must get past these snipers and board that freighter."

"Why not just destroy the freighter and all its contents?" Obi-Wan asked.

Seeing Qui-Gon's reprimanding gaze and sensing Bama's outrage, Obi-Wan quickly

added, "I mean, why not destroy it after we rescue Bama Vook's son?"

"Bartokks aiways have a backup plan in case something goes wrong," Qui Gon informed his apprentice. "Destroying the freighter won't necessarily

prevent another team of assassins from completing the Bartokks' assignment."

Obi-Wan considered Qui-Gon's assessment, then added, "If we can access

the freighter's nav computer and learn the Bartokks' destination, we could

figure out the identity of the Bartokks' target. Then we could warn the

intended victim."

Qui-Gon nodded.

"Now you're thinking, Padawan. We should also retrieve the Neimoidian

prototype engine. The Council will want to have a look at..."

Before Qui-Gon could finish, three Bartokks sprang down from the roof of

Docking Bay 27. Despite the weight of their gleaming black body armor, the

assassins barely made a sound as they landed on the street. Qui-Gon and Obi Wan stood ready but did not draw their lightsabers. The Bartokks waited,

slightly hunched, braced on their segmented legs in an assault position. Each

assassin wielded two twin-shaft crossbows, and they all aimed for Bama Vook's

heart. Under the parked landspeeder, the cringing Kloodavian let out a gasp.

"Smart, you are, Jedi," the nearest Bartokk muttered in a digitized

voice. Like Bama, the Bartokk wore a vocabulator that translated his native

language into Basic. "Despite your speed, you know it is unlikely you could

prevent all twelve arrows from reaching their mark. You will allow the

freighter to leave Esseles, or the Talz and his hostage son will die."

"What assurance do we have that Bama's son is still alive?" Qui-Gon

asked. With one of his free arms, the Bartokk extended a comlink. He pressed a

switch, and the frightened cry of the captured Chup-Chup was broadcast from

the comlink's speaker. With a flick of his claw, the Bartokk switched off the

comm.

"As you could hear, our hostage is still breathing." Bama snarled as he

reached for his holstered blaster, but Obi-Wan grabbed the Talz's wrist.

"Careful," Obi-Wan whispered. "It's not just their arrows you should be

worried about. The Bartokks' intelligence is distributed through nerve centers

throughout their bodies. Even if you shoot off a head, the other parts of the

body would continue to attack."

Suddenly, the nearly deafening roar of large repulsorlift engines filled

the air.

"That's the freighter!" Bama realized. "They're preparing for liftoff!"

Qui-Gon's voice was calm as he addressed the Bartokks. "You won't get

away with this."

"What are you hotshots waiting for?" Trinkatta whimpered to the Jedi from

beneath the landspeeder. "Do something!"

It's not the Talz's fault, Obi-Wan thought to himself. If only Qui-Gon

hadn't allied himself with such vulnerable riffraff.

Cornered near the lift tube at Docking Bay 28, Obi-Wan was confounded by

the present situation. Although he was confident that he and Qui-Gon could

survive an encounter with the Bartokks, Obi-Wan wasn't so certain they'd be

able to prevent he assassins from firing their arrows at Bama Vook. From his

position next to the cargo crates, Obi - Wan heard the rumble of the Bartokk

freighter's engine within the docking bay. He didn't know much about Bartokk

assassins, but he knew they did not have a reputation for letting hostages sur

- He doubted the assassins had any intention releasing Bama's son, Chup-Chup.

As Obi-Wan's eyes remained on the three assassins, his peripheral vision

picked up a flickering movement: a shadow gliding across the outer wall of the

docking bay across the street. The shadow was cast by something directly above

him, and he looked up in time to see a wide stun net dropping from the roof.

In that instant, Obi-Wan realized the three Bartokks on the ground were a mere

distraction for a fourth assassin to spring a trap. In the same instant, the

young Padawan knew there wasn't any time to warn his Master, the Talz, or the

droid. Obi-Wan's reflexes kicked in almost before he

realized what he was doing. Faster than the eye could follow, he dove

through the air and rolled under the landspeeder. His hand flew over

Trinkatta's beak, preventing the Kloodavian from shouting in fright. As soon

as the stun net landed on Qui-Gon, Bama, and Leeper, it released a massive

electric charge. The net's duracord strands glowed bright white-blue as the

shock was unleashed. The Jedi Master and Talz were immediately knocked

unconscious

and the droid's circuits were shorted. The shock ended with a sick,

fizzling sound. Trapped within the net, the three figures collapsed in a heap

on the ground. From under the landspeeder, Obi-Wan watched the three assassins

on the street. He couldn't see the one on the roof, but it seemed the Bartokks

had not witnessed his escape from the trap. Obi-Wan waited to strike. He

didn't enjoy the idea of harming any living creature, but he was more than

prepared to give the ruthless Bartokks a fight they wouldn't soon forget.

Trinkatta released a muffled groan, and Obi-Wan eased his hand from the

Kloodavian's dry beak. At the same time, the three Bartokks relaxed their

grips on their crossbows and stepped closer to the stun net. Their movements

were identical. With their hive mind, the insectoid creatures moved in the

same fashion, like puppets controlled

by a single brain. Obi-Wan's mind raced.

He wondered if the Bartokks realized yet that one of their targets had escaped

the stun net.

Would they leave for the freighter or search for him? Would he be able te

board their freighter without anyone getting gjlled? Before Obi-Wan could

wonder anymore, each of the three Bartokks reached to his backpack and

retrieved a spear. Then they raised the spears and prepared to bring the sharp

points down on the de - fenseless bodies within the stun net. Obi-Wan knew it

was time to make his move. The Padawan rolled fast out from under the

landspeeder and came up with his lightsaber. His body ed into invisibility as

he surged toward the three Bartokks like a hostile wind. He activated the

lightsaber. The Bartokks never saw him com - ing. Obi-Wan materialized near

the docking bay lift tube booth. His illuminated lightsaber was still clasped

in his hands as he heard the sound of body parts hitting the ground. He had

cut off the Bar - tokks' arms. All twelve of them. If the Bartokks were in any

way startled, they did not reveal it. While the emotionless assassins turned

their bulbous-eyed heads to face Obi-Wan, their severed arms skittered on the

ground, trying to pick up the fallen weapons. Hoping to draw the Bartokks away

from Qui-Gon and the others, Obi-Wan ran across the street and stood near a

chemical waste storage container. Two of the armless Bartokks jumped at Obi Wan. He dodged them, vanishing as they landed next to the storage container.

As the Bartokks' arms skit - tered toward their respective bodies, Obi-Wan

reappeared and drove his glowing blade through the container, then leaped

aside to safety. The rup - tured tank sprayed chemical waste onto the two

Bartokks and their twitching iimbs, effectively liquefying them in a toxic

shower. As the two Bartokks melted Obi-Wan caught sight of their accomplice

near the stun net. The surviving armless Bartokk raised a powerful leg,

preparing to stomp the unconscious figures within the stun net. Obi-Wan again

moved with incredible speed, and the Bartokk was suddenly minus both of its

legs as well. The Bartokk hissed and wobbled forward, moving like a massive,

armored worm in an effort to use its mandibles to take a bite out of Obi-Wan.

The Padawan raised a hand at the Bartokk and concentrated, using the Force to

push the murder - ous monster back. The dismembered assassin slid quickly

across the ground, leaving a slick traii in wake until it reached its final

destination in the chemical spill. An ear-piercing shriek sounded from above.

Obi-Wan glanced up in time to see a single Bartokk perched at the curved edge

of Docking Bay 28's roof. Although all Bartokks were nearly identical, Obi-Wan

was fairly certain it was the same Bartokk who threw the stun net. He imagined

the Bartokk was furious for what had happened to the other assassins. The

Bartokk pulled a broad-bladed gutting knife from his weapons belt and sprang

out into the air, descending headfirst toward Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan jumped aside, and the Bartokk reacted by coiling its insectoid

body in midair. The assassin hit the ground in a perfect dive-forward roll and

came up standing. Before Obi-Wan could attack, the Bartokk's upper right arm

snapped forward and aimed a crossbow at the figures in the stun net. With

another claw, the Bartokk motioned for Obi-Wan to drop his lightsaber. The

Padawan knew if he were to deactivate his lightsaber and drop it on the

ground, the Bartokk would probably shoot at the net anyway. Impatient for Obi Wan's response, the alien gnashed its mandibles and hissed. Obi-Wan threw his

lightsaber in a tight spiral at, the loathsome assassin. The lightsaber's

blade sliced through the Bartokk's right shoulder and evered the crossbow wielding arm. As the arm struck the ground, its claw tightened on the cross bow trigger and released two arrows directly into the assassin. The Bartokk's

legs buckled, then the creature toppled face first onto the ground. The

spiraling lightsaber looped back through the air and returned toward Obi-Wan.

The Padawan had used the Force to control his weapon's every move. He snatched

the lightsaber from the air and thumbed the switch to deactivate its lethal

blade. Obi-Wan went to the fallen Bartokk and removed the alien's vocabuiator.

Although he doubted the Bartokks would want to negotiate their surrender, Obi Wan thought he might need the translating device to communicate with the

assassins. On the Bartokk's weapon belt, Obi-Wan noticed what appeared to be a

remote control unit for the stun net. He grabbed the control unit and ran to

his unconscious allies. Suddenly, the nearly deafening roar of a large

repulsorlift engine filled the air again.

Obi-Wan looked up and saw the spike-covered Bartokk freighter as it rose

up and away from Docking Bay 28. The Bartokk freighter was a massive vessel,

nearly seventy meters long and twenty-five meters wide. To Obi-Wan, it

resembled a bloated, barb - encrusted sea creature. Even the large, triangular

sensor dish that jutted out from one side of the vessel seemed more like a fin

than a technical extension. On the freighter's other side, a six-winged

Bartokk starfighter was moored to the outer hull. Secured to the freighter,

the starfighter looked like a mutant offspring clinging to its gargantuan

mother. Obi-Wan guessed that the Bartokks had deiayed their liftoff in

anticipation of an easy victory on Esseles. The freighter's sudden departure

indicated they had given up this round.

It would take several minutes for the freighter to reach the upper

stratosphere of Esseles and enter space. Although Qui-Gon might have

criticized Obi-Wan for his decision, the Padawan took the time to free his

unconscious friends from the stun net. He would give chase to the freighter as

soon as possible. The stun net no longer released any electric power, but its

duracord strands were locked tightly around Qui-Gon, Bama, and Leeper. Obi-Wan

examined the Bartokk-designed remote control unit, then pressed a switch to

release the stun net. The net glowed suddenly, and Obi-Wan quickly threw the

switch off. He realized he had acciden - tally pressed the wrong switch and

caused an-, her shock to pass through Qui-Gon, Bama, and eper. Although it had

been a mild shock and Qui-Gon and the others were already unconscious, Obi-Wan

felt horrible for having caused them any more discomfort. Furthermore, they

were still trapped within the net. As Obi-Wan examined the remote control unit

more carefully, Trinkatta slithered out from under the parked landspeeder.

"Is it over?" asked the Kloodavian. "Are our friends ali right?"

"They'll be fine," Obi-Wan answered, then added, "no thanks to you."

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Trinkatta snapped. "Can I help it if the

sight of Bartokks scares the stufting out of me?" Trinkatta leaned forward and

looked at the Bartokk-designed device clasped by Obi-Wan. lt had ten colored

buttons.

"What's this? A stun net remote control?"

"Oon't worry," Obi-Wan said as he lowered a finger toward a green button

on the device. "l think I've figured out how to use it." With his good arm,

Trinkatta lashed out and grabbed Obi-Wan's wrist.

"First of all, you're holding the remote upside down," warned Trinkatta.

"Second, that button you were about to push will kill everything within the

net. Now, if you'll allow me?"

Obi-Wan handed the remote control unit over to Trinkatta, who pressed two

yellow buttons at the same time. Instantly, the stun net fell away from the

three unconscious bodies. Trinkatta saw the look of concern in Obi-Wan's face

as the Padawan pulled his Master's limp body up from the ground.

"He'll be okay," the Kloodavian assured. "They'li all be fine. They just

need some time to recover."

Obi-Wan carefully lifted Qui-Gon and carried him to the parked

landspeeder. After Obi-Wan placed his Master within the vehicle, he turned for

Bama Vook.

"Help me with this guy, Trinkatta. He's pretty heavy."

Without argument, the Kloodavian helped carry both Bama and Leeper to the

landspeeder. After the three unconscious figures were secured, Trinkatta

asked, "So what's your plan, kid?"

"You should take this speeder back to your factory," Obi-Wan answered.

"Until they wake up, our friends here need someone to watch over and protect

them. They need you, Trinkatta."

"But... why can't you watch them?" Trinkatta asked nervously. "That

Bartokk freighter's carrying the Trade Federation's starfighters and

hyperdrive engine."

"I'm going after it."

"By yourself?" Trinkatta gasped. "Is that a good idea?"

"It's the only idea I have," Obi-Wan admitted. he Bartokks have a

hostage, and right now I'm e only one who can pursue them. Unless the Barfokks

did something to Bama's starships, there should be a Corellian freighter and a

Z-95 Headhunter in Docking Bay 28. I'll take a ship to fly after the

freighter."

"But think of the odds you'll be up against," Trinkatta warned.

"Let's see, fifteen Bartokks to a hive, minus the first two at the

factory, then the three who jumped us, and the one with the net..." He wagged

the fingers on his left hand as he counted.

"Why, there are still nine Bartokks left in this gang of assassins!"

"Then wish me luck," Obi-Wan said as he picked up Trinkatta and dropped

him onto the speeder's driver seat.

"Now get moving"

Trinkatta started the speeder. As he zoomed down the street with his

three passengers, Obi-Wan noticed two hooded figures lurking across the

street. He was not certain, but they looked like two Neimoidians, possibly the

same pair that Bama had described earlier. Obi-Wan wondered whether the

Neimoidians had overheard his conversation with Trinkatta about the

freighter's cargo, but he did not have time to deal with them. He ran for the

lift tube to Docking Bay 28. Obi-Wan pressed a switch but the lift did not de

- scend. Something was wrong with the lift mecha - nism. The headstrong

Padawan did not waste time with any thoughts of repairing the damaged lift.

Instead, he reached for his lightsaber, activated the blade, and carved a neat

hole in the lift's metal fl oor. The ruined metal grating fell away, tumbling

down until it crashed at the bottom of the tube. Obi-Wan jumped down through

the hole he had cre - ated and caught the edge of the broken grating. Clinging

to the bottom of the lift, he dangled in the air. He realized the drop to the

floor was farther than he had expected. A wall-mounted energy cable offered a

solution.

Obi-Wan reached out and grabbed the cable. He quickly scrambled down the

cabie to the floor of the docking bay. Just as Bama had claimed, there were

two star - ships. Obi-Wan recognized the different models. The larger ship was

a bulky Corellian YT-1300 Transport with a starboard-mounted cockpit. The

smaller ship was a dart-shaped, twin-engined Incom Z-95 Headhunter.

According to Bama, the Headhunter had been modified to carry a second

passenger and was capable of space travel. Although the YT-1300 had a greater

carrying capacity, Obi-Wan did not expect to retrieve much from the Bartokk

freighter. The modified Headhunter offered enough room for both Bama's son and

the Neimoidian prototype hyperdrive engine. Because Obi-Wan suspected the

Headhunter was probably much faster, he decided against the Corellian

transport and went for the Headhunter. Obi-Wan preferred speed over bulk any

day. Obi-Wan raised the Headhunter's canopy and slipped into the cockpit's

front seat. He scanned the instrument panel and found himself impressed by the

many modifications made by Bama and Leeper. Most remarkable was the way they

had ex - panded the cockpit interior to accommodate a second seat behind the

cockpit. There was even a tairly sophisticated autopilot system.

Setting the controls on manual, Obi-Wan pre - pared for liftoff. He

reached up and lowered the canopy, but as it locked into position, he heard an

odd beeping noise. It was a bomb.

There wasn't any doubt in Obi-Wan's mind that the bomb had been placed in

the Headhunter by the Bartokks. Anyone else might have simply disabled the

starship's engine to prevent it from launching. Rigging the ship to blow up

and kill anyone on board was more the Bartokks' style. Closing the

transparisteel canopy had triggered the bomb's timer. The beeping timer was

also in - dicative of the Bartokks' flair for booby traps. They didn't just

want their victims to be blown to pieces; they wanted them to know they were

about to die. Fortunately, Obi-Wan had studied bomb disposal on Coruscant and

knew what to do. He located the trigger-wire that ran down from the timer in

the canopy and traced it to the bomb's location. It was directly under the

seat. He reached down and let his fingers hover over the bomb, using the Force

to trace the weapon's subtle contours. The bomb was a canister-shaped proton

grenade, and Obi-Wan was familiar with the design. He pressed the twist

plunger release and the grenade was instantly disarmed. Obi-Wan removed the

deactivated proton grenade from under his seat and gave it a quick study, then

he secured it to his own weapons belt. He had a feeling the explosive device

would come in handy later on, and he could hardly wait to return it to the

Bartokks.

He activated the Headhunter's repulsorlift. Dust kicked out from under

the Headhunter as its engines fired, and Obi-Wan steered the fighter up and

out of Docking Bay 28. He accelerated and zoomed away from Calamar. The

Headhunter rock - eted into the sky with great speed as Obi-Wan ctenched his

teeth and gripped the controts. Less than a minute later, the fighter had

ascended through Esseies' atmosphere and entered space. Obi-Wan gazed outside

the cockpit canopy and searched for the Bartokk freighter, but he only saw a

field of stars. Even without a hyperdrive en - gine, the freighter was already

well beyond visual range of Esseles. Among Bama's many mocfifications to the

Head - hunter was a powerful scan-mode sensor. Obi-Wan activated the unit and

two distant blips appeared on the scanner grid. Uncertain of which blip repre

- sented the Bartokk freighter, the Padawan closed his eyes and reached out

with the Force. From across space, he sensed a traii of fear leading directly

to the nearest blip on the grid. Obi-Wan was certain the trait was emanating

from the young Talz hostage. Although he was reassured to know Bama's son was

still alive, it disturbed him to know the youth was in such a frightened

state. Because of Obi-Wan's upbringing among the Jedi, fear was not something

he easily understood, but he felt sorry for Chup-Chup and was eager to rescue

him from the Bartokks. Obi-Wan opened his eyes and shook his head.

"Perhaps some of Qui-Gon's compassion has been rubbing off on me after

all," he muttered to himself. He entered the nearest blip's coordinates into

the Headhunter's nav computer and activated the drive system. The Headhunter's

speed increased so rapidly that he found himself suddenly pressed back into

his seat. He fought the pressure and reached for the acceleration compensator.

After he quickly stabilized the artificial gravity within the starship, Obi Wan wondered if the Head - hunter's modifications held any more surprises. Two

minutes later, the Bartokk freighter came into view. The Bartokks had ignored

spacer proto - col and switched off their running lights; their freighter

appeared as a dark blot against the vast starfield. Except for the distinctive

silhouette of the triangular sensor dish, Obi-Wan almost mis - took the

freighter for a large meteor. An alarm sounded and a red light flashed within

the Headhunter's cockpit. Obi-Wan had acciden - tally flown within the Bartokk

freighter's sensor range. The freighter's running lights suddenly illuminated.

The Bartokks knew the Headhunter had arrived.

As Obi-Wan pondered his next move, he saw a small engine flare at the

side of the freighter. The flare was from the engine exhausts of the six winged Bartokk fighter craft. The fighter broke away from the larger ship and

swung out in a wide approach toward the Headhunter. Obi-Wan had once seen a

diagram of a Bartokk starfighter. tf he remembered correctly, such a fighter

required a crew of three: a pilot, a gunner, and a tailgunner. The three

Bartokks wouid be po - sitioned with their backs to one another, and each

assassin had a view through a triangular viewport. Because the Bartokks

communicated telepathi - cally and shared a hive mind, they functioned as a

single twelve-armecf piiot. The Bartokk fighter fired a proton torpedo. As the

explosive warhead streaked toward the Head - hunter, Obi-Wan tried to avoid a

direct hit by bank - ing hard and away from its path. But instead of

exptoding, the torpedo curved back and continued to pursue the Headhunter.

Obi-M/an realized the torpedo had a built-in homing sensor, and decided to

take a more evasive action against his attack - ers. With the torpedo hot on

the Headhunter's tail, Obi-Wan pulled back on the controls and navigated his

fighter through an insanely tight loop. The Headhunter rolled out of the loop

and onto a straight course for the Bartokk freighter.

The Bartokks must not have anticipated Obi-Wan's daring maneuver, for the

proton torpedo suddenly veered out of the Headhunter's trail and soared away

from the freighter. Its retreating flightpath confirmed Obi-Wan's suspicion

that the torpedo had been equipped with a remote destruct mechanism as well as

a homing sensor. When the torpedo was a safe distance from the Bartokk ships,

it detonated in a wild explosion. The Bartokk starfighter zoomed so close to

the Headhunter that Obi-Wan could see the three assassins in the craft's

cockpit. The Bartokks pulled their fighter back in a tight loop and circled

back to attack from the rear. Obi-Wan's hands flew over his controls to

channel energy from his engines to his deflector shields. The Bartokk gunner

fired, and a hail of crimson energy bolts spat out from the laser can - nons

mounted to each of the fighter's six wings. The energy bolts hammered at the

Headhunter's shields, and Obi-Wan's ship shuddered at the assault. He knew the

shields wouldn't hold up much longer, so he threw the Headhunter hard to the

left, then right, then down into an outside loop. The Bartokk starfighter

tried to follow Obi-Wan's zigzag path. Their ship seemed to wobble at high

speed. As soon as Obi-Wan saw the six-winged starfighter waver, he seized his

opportunity and hit the Headhunter's intertial dampers. The Headhunter

appeared to flip and roll, but it was a controlled maneuver that brought the

Bartokk starfighter into Obi-Wan*s sights. He fired the Headhunter's laser

cannons and drilled the Bartokk starfighter. The Bartokk tail - gunner trained

his cannons on the Headhunter and ~ fired back. Obi-Wan felt his ship's

shields buckle - as he targeted the tailgunner's viewport and released a

concussion missile. The missile streaked away from the Headhunter and smashed

through the Bartokk starfighter's cockpit, then detonated. The explosion sent

starfighter fragments in all directions. Obi-Wan angled back toward the

Bartokk freighter. During his battle with the six-winged starfighter, the

freighter had neared the edge of an asteroid belt. Many of the asteroids were

relatively small chunks of planetary debris, but some were much larger than

the Headhunter. As Obi-Wan approached the spike-covered freighter, he saw a

hatch open at the main cargo hold. From out of the hatch, three objects were

realeased into space. At first, Obi-Wan thought the freighter was jettisoning

a few long pieces of metal scrap. This wouldn't have surprised him, since

unethical pilots routinely dumped their junk in space to lighten their load

and increase speed. But when the released objects extended dartlike wings and

began to move toward the Headhunter, Obi-Wan realized the Bartokks had

deployed some - thing far more hazardous than space junk. The three objects

were droid starfighters. The droid starfighters had been clearly programmed to

attack Obi-Wan's ship, and would do so without fear or remorse. The three

fighters assumed a triangulated assault formation and zoomed in for the kill.

Obi-Wan knew his deflector shields would not hold for long against the three

fighters. He yanked the controls to the side and aimed the Headhunter for the

nearby asteroid belt. With one droid starfighter leading their forma - tion,

all three fighters followed the Headhunter. The field of asteroids became

increasingly dense and difficult to navigate, but Obi-Wan poured on the speed.

The lead droid starfighter fired, unleashing a steady stream of red energy

bolts after Obi-Wan. The Headhunter's shields absorbed the blasts, but Obi-Wan

saw a warning light flash on his console. His ship wouldn't be able to take

much more. Obi-Wan drove the keadhunter into a sickening dive toward a wide,

gray asteroid. The droid starfighters pursued him without a trace of

hesitation. When the gray asteroid was so close that it nearly filled Obi Wan's range of vision, he pulled out of the dive. The trailing droid fighters

broke away from the dive, but the lead fighter was not able to pull out in

time. It smashed into the asteroid like a glass ornament striking a stone

wall. For a moment, Obi-Wan thought he had also managed to lose the other two

droid starfighters. Then he saw them soaring after him. They were gaining fast

when he saw two oblong meteoroids suspended close to one another in space.

Obi-Wan aimed his ship at the space between the meteoroids, as a hail of

energy bolts pounded at his shields from behind. As Obi-Wan passed be - tween

the two meteoroids, he flared his engines and pulled back on the controls. The

backdraft from his engines caused the meteoroids to rotate on their axes and

draw closer to one another. The nearest droid fighter was about to fire again

at the Headhunter when it was crushed between the con - verging meteoroids.

The remaining droid starfighter kept a safe distance behind Obi-Wan, and

unleashed a barrage of firepower on the Headhunter's deflector shields. Obi Wan flew fast and hard, but no matter what he did, he couldn't seem to shake

the last fighter. Outside and beyond the asteroid field, Obi-Wan caught sight

of the Bartokk freighter. Right then, he remembered an important fact about

droid starfighters: instead of having individual electronic brains, each

starfighter responded to commands transmitted by a remote central droid

control unit. In this case, the control unit was probably located somewhere

within the Bartokk freighter. Obi-Wan punched a series of commands into the

Headhunter's communications system. If he could isolate the droid

starfighter's operating frequency, he could jam its signal. And if he jammed

the signal, the fighter would be defenseless. Despite his efforts, Obi-Wan

could not manage to find the starfighter's operating frequency. However, he

did not abandon the idea of knocking out the fighter's signal. He just decided

to execute the idea in a more destructive manner. Obi-Wan steered the

Headhunter out of the asteroid field and flew after the Bartokk freighter. It

was a dangerous tactic, since he was now out in the open and no longer

surrounded by the protective cover of so many meteoroids. The droid

starfighter followed him out of the field and increased speed. The Bartokk

freighter's outer hull was protected by the long metal spikes that protruded

from its hull. Each spike was capable of releasing concentrated charges of

energy. As the Headhunter drew within firing range, several spikes began to

glow, then ejected deadly green charges at Obi-Wan's ship.

Obi-Wan neatly evaded the explosive charges and fired his laser cannons

at the Bartokk freighter's triangular sensor dish. The dish was heavily

reinforced, but Obi-Wan kept his finger on the trigger until the entire sensor

array ruptured and exploded. Behind the Headhunter, the last.droid star fighter was suddenly cut off from its controlling brain. Flying without any

guidance, the starfighter maintained its high velocity as it headed straight

for the freighter. Obi-Wan wanted to board the freighter before it released

any more starfighters, so he angled back toward the large ship. The Bartokks'

deflector - shield generator was located within a small dome on top of their

freighter. The ship's protective spikes began to glow, preparing to fire again

at Obi-Wan, but as the out-of-control droid fighter raced closer, the

freighter's defense system tar - geted the droid fighter instead. While the

freighter's spikes hurled energy charges at the in - coming fighter, Obi-Wan

targeted the Bartokk ship's deflector-shield generator. There were

simultaneous explosions as both the Trade Federation droid fighter and Bartokk

shield generator blew. The freighter's shields dropped and Obi-Wan raced for

the docking port that had been previously occupied by the six-winged

starfighter. Before the freighter's spikes could recharge, Obi-Wan had docked

the Headhunter. He knew the Bartokks would not fire at his ship when it was

directly linked to their own freighter. He scrambled out of his ship and into

the freighter's docking port tube. An eight-sided metal hatch was built within

a thick plastoid frame at the end of the tube. Obi-Wan pushed against the

hatch and found that it was locked. Obi-Wan passed his hand over an

illuminated control panel to open the hatch.

Suddenly, he heard a hissing sound. He realized he must have activated an

anti-intruder security system and triggered the release of poison gas into the

dock - ing port tube. Obi-Wan drew his breather to his face with one hand

while he activated his lightsaber with the other. With a quick twist, he

jabbed the lightsaber through the hatch and carved a large 0 through the thick

metal. He took a step back then threw all his weight against the hatch,

knocking it clear out of its plastoid frame and into the next chamber. A great

whooshing sound burst from the docking port tube, and Obi-Wan felt the air

whip by him as if he had suddenly been caught in a strong wind. An automatic

safety feature had kicked in, and it suctioned the gas out of the docking tube

and into space. Obi-Wan removed his breather and returned it to his belt. Then

he deactivated his lightsaber, but kept the weapon within his grip. Obi-Wan

moved forward into the Bartokk freighter. He found himself in a dark corridor

that ran the length of the ship. He looked to his left and right and tried to

get his bearings. From ventilation slats in the metal floor, steam rose and

created a damp, wispy haze that impaired his ability to see either end of the

corridor. He guessed that the Bar - tokks' bulbous, insectoid eyes did not

require much light to find their way around on the ship. Besides the darkness,

there was an unusual sense of quiet within the corridor. The only thing Obi Wan could hear was the steady, mechanical hum of the sublight engines, a sound

that emanated from the main engine room at the left end of the corridor. Since

Obi-Wan had breached the Bartokks' security system in the docking port tube,

he knew they must have been aware of his presence on their freighter. He was

considering where to begin his search for the captured Chup-Chup when he saw a

shadowy figure move toward him from the engine room area. The figure was

clinging to the corridor's ceiling. A flash of metal indicated the figure

carried a sharp knife. Obi-Wan heard the sound of a crossbow being cocked. A

quick glance to his right revealed that a second figure was moving toward him.

lt crawled along the grilled floor from the other end of the cor - ridor. Obi Wan realized he was trapped between two Bartokk assassins.

Obi-Wan activated his lightsaber and the weapon illuminated the dank

corridor. The Bar - tokks pounced. The Bartokk who jumped from the ceiling was

the first to meet Obi-Wan's lightsaber. The glowing blade swung through the

assassin. The second Bartokk fired its crossbow. Obi-Wan flung himself against

the wall, narrowly avoiding instant death by two poison-tipped arrows that

tore past him and embedded in the ceiling. Obi-Wan swung his lightsaber hard

and defeated the second Bartokk. By cutting down the two Bartokks, Obi-Wan's

battle had only begun. Since the aliens' intelligence was distributed

throughout their bodies, they continued to fight even after being cut in half.

The two Bartokks had now been divided into four dismembered parts, all of

which scurried across the corridor floor and prepared to attack again. Obi-Wan

reached up to the ceiling and retrieved the two poison-tipped arrows. With

expert skill, he flung both arrows at two of the insectoid frag - ments that

clawed at him from the floor. The arrows drove through the black-armored

exoskele - ton and the two body parts flinched sharply before dying. As the

two dismembered figures lurched forward on their hacked torsos and aimed their

claws at Obi-Wan, he brought his lightsaber down again and again, reducing the

assassins to an unsightly pile of parts too small to be threatening. Obi-Wan

stepped away from the bits that lay strewn across the corridor floor. Even

though he was without fear, Obi-Wan could not help but feel some revulsion for

the violence that had just taken place. He wondered how Qui-Gon would have han

- dled the Bartokks, and if his Master would have been in any way disappointed

with his use of the lightsaber against such fierce opponents. Obi-Wan pushed

the thoughts from his mind. No matter what anyone thought, the facts remained

the same: Bama Vook's son had been taken hostage by the Bartokks, and Obi-Wan

was the young Talz's only hope for rescue. By Obi-Wan's own calculation, only

four Bartokks remained in this hive. If the two assassins in the corridor had

managed to telepathically alert their comrades of his location before they

died, he would still have to deal with four very angry Bar - tokks. As he

prepared to exit the corridor, Obi-Wan nearly tripped over one of the

assassins' weapons belts. By the glow of his lightsaber, he examined the items

on the belt. He found a pistol that packed a stun net charge, and also a

slaving collar control device. Slaving collars were crude mechanisms used to

make prisoners behave themselves. If a collar-wearing captive tried to escape,

the collar would release an ugly shock.

Obi-Wan knew that the control device could also be used to track a

captive. If such a collar had been used on Chup-Chup, Obi-Wan now had the

resource to locate him. Obi-Wan switched on the device and aimed it up and

down the corridor. According to the illuminated panel, a captive was indeed

wearing a collar, and was located in the main cargo hold. Obi-Wan pocketed the

control device and secured the stun net pistol to his belt. He walked up the

corridor and cautiously entered the main cargo hold. Although he could not

immediately see Chup-Chup, the starships had at least located the Trade

Federation droid starfighters. Like cave-dwelling winged rodents, the droid

starfighters dangled upside down from a rack secured to the ceiling. The

fighters had their wings folded up in transport mode. Even at rest, the

starfighters were a menacing sight to behold. But the hold was hardly filled

to capacity. A quick count confirmed there were only twenty-two droid

starfighters in the hold. Because Obi-Wan had destroyed only three droid

starfighters in com - bat, he wondered what had happened to the re - maining

twenty-five Federation fighters. Searching for Chup-Chup, Obi-Wan edged around

a corner to find the hold's docking port. A magnetic field filled the

rectangular port and separated the hold from outer space. Obi-Wan remembered

his view of the freighter from outside and realized the three droid

starfighters must have been deployed through this transparent port. A clanking

sound caused Obi-Wan to turn to his left, and he quickly spied two Bartokks.

Holding tools, they were working on what looked like the Neimoidian prototype

hyperdrive engine.

The engine was clamped in place to a worktable that was set near the

hold's docking port. Since Obi - Wan had never actually seen the prototype

engine, he was not certain that this was indeed it. But from the engine's size

and design, he knew it was highly probable. Seeing Obi-Wan out of the corners

of their bul - bous eyes, the two assassins turned their monstrous heads in

his direction. They dropped their tools and reached for their crossbows. Obi Wan's alert mind kicked into high gear, and everything appeared to slow down.

His eyes scanned the hold and he saw an opportunity to eliminate this pair

without touching his lightsaber. He was relieved, since he had no desire to

repeat the battle in the corridor that had resulted in such carnage. As the

two Bartokks raised their weapons, Obi - Wan found a handgrip on the wall

while he set his concentration on a switch near the worktable. The switch

controlled the magnetic field that protected the hold from the vacuum of

space.

Obi-Wan grabbed hold of the grip on the wall, held his breath, and

reached out with the Force to throw the switch. The magnetic field dropped and

a massive wind blasted through the port. The two Bartokks and several tools

were torn out of the hold and into space. As soon as they were outside of the

ship, Obi-Wan used the Force to throw the switch back into place. The magnetic

field instantly raised, and the hold's air pressure returned to normal. Obi-Wan ran to examine the prototype engine that remained secured to the

worktable. Fortu - nately, it was still intact. A desperate pounding came from

the starboard airlock on the other side of the cargo hold. The circular

airlock hatch was built into the thick plastoid wall. Airlocks were used to

help spacers reacclimate to different environments, but in the wrong hands,

the pressurized cabin could also be a death chamber. Obi-Wan ran to the

airlock. He peered through a bubble-shaped transparisteel viewport that

offered a distorted view of the pressurized cabin's interior. He saw the Talz,

weirdly magnified through the bubble-shaped viewport. The hair-covered alien

ap - peared taller than Obi-Wan had envisioned. The young creature was gasping

for air and hammering his hairy fists-against the walls.

To the left of the airlock, a gauge indicated the sealed chamber was

depressurizing. Obi-Wan knew he would have to do something fast or the Talz

would die. However, he was reluctant to use any of his weapons to open the

airlock because the sudden pressure change might accidentally kill the child.

There were ten buttons on the airlock control board. Obi-Wan was unfamiliar

with the functions of each button, but he knew a button was the best option to

open the airlock. Although he never would have admitted it to anyone, he

wished he had Trinkatta's technical expertise.

Trinkatta! As soon as he thought of the Kloodavian, Obi-Wan remembered

how he had deactivated the Bartokk stun net by pressing two yellow buttons on

the remote control device.

That device also had ten buttons. There were two yellow buttons on the

airlock control board. Obi-Wan pressed them both at the same time. Obi-Wan's

hunch was correct. The airlock re - pressurized and the Talz appeared to

breathe more easily. Then the hatch opened with a hissing sound, and the Talz

stepped out of the cabin. He had to duck to avoid hitting his head on the

hatch's frame.

Obi-Wan looked up at the hairy alien. Chup-Chup was 2.2 meters tall. At

the sight of the hulking child, Obi-Wan nearly fell over backward.

"You're taller than your father!" Obi-Wan exclaimed. Chup-Chup shrugged

and pointed to his slaving collar. Using the device he'd retrieved from one of

the Bartokks, Obi-Wan pressed two yellow buttons and the slaving collar fell

from the Talz's neck. Chup-Chup pointed again to his furry throat, and Obi-Wan

realized the Talz was without a vocabulator. Remembering the vocabulator he

had taken from the Bartokk on Esseles, Obi-Wan drew the device from his pocket

and handed it to Chup-Chup. Chup-Chup held the vocabulator in front of his

mouth. "Thanks for rescuing me, mister," he said in a high voice.

"Are you a real Jedi Knight'?"

"Practically," Obi-Wan replied, eyeing the Talz with some suspicion.

"What happened to you? Did the pressure in the airlock make you grow?"

The Talz giggled.

"No, I'm just tall for my age. Did my father come with you?"

"No, he..." Obi-Wan stopped short, reluctant to cause any more worry for

Chup-Chup. "Your father is still on Esseles, and he's looking forward to

seeing you. He let me pilot his Headhunter here."

"He let you fly the Z-95?!" Chup-Chup asked with disbelief. "Wow. He must

like you a lot."

"Chup-Chup, please listen," Obi-Wan said, his voice suddenly very

serious. "There are two Bartokk assassins still at large on this freighter, so

we should leave this ship as soon as possible." Obi-Wan glanced at the

Neimoidian prototype hyperdrive engine on the worktable, then back at the tall

Talz.

"I want to examine this prototype engine. Do you think you can carry it

to the Headhunter?"

"Sure!" Chup-Chup answered. "I'm good at lifting stuff."

The Talz unclamped the cumbersome engine from the table and tucked it

under one of his thick arms. Carrying the engine, Chup-Chup followed Obi-Wan

through the cargo hold and past the twenty-two droid starfighters.

"I was under the impression this freighter was carrying fifty droid

starfighters when it left Esseles," Obi-Wan commented.

"It was carrying fifty starfighters," Chup-Chup continued. "But when the

freighter entered space, another Bartokk freighter was waiting for us. The

Bartokks transferred twenty-five starfighters to the second freighter."

"Transferred?'* Obi-Wan said. "Of course! That would have been the

Bartokks' backup plan in case they were pursued from Esseles." Then Obi - Wan

remembered the second blip that had appeared on his scanner grid when he left

Esseles' orbit. He realized that particular blip must have been another

Bartokk freighter. Although Obi-Wan had little respect for the Bartokks, he

couldn't ' help but acknowledge their cunning. Obi-Wan led the Talz out of the

cargo hold and into the long, dark corridor. He returned to the octagonal

docking port tube and helped Chup-Chup, board the Headhunter.

"Stay in the ship and wait for me," Obi-Wan ordered. "I still have to

find out this freighter*s destination.'* Obi-Wan left the docking port tube

and walked up the corridor to the control room.

Numerous, lights glowed and winked in the dim, filthy chamber. Thick

cables dangled like mechanical vines from the ceiling, and a thin layer of

moss covered, some of the instruments. There was not any sign, of the

surviving Bartokk crew. The freighter appeared to be running on autopilot.

Without warning, a Bartokk dropped down from the ceiling. The Bartokk

carried four sharp gutting knives. He came at Obi-Wan with immense speed and

fury. Obi-Wan knew that if he hesitated, the Bartokk would open him up like a

ripe blumfruit. Obi-Wan drew the stun net pistol and fired. The net shot

through the air and snagged on the assassin, slamming him back against a moldy

console. The duracord webbing glowed and stunned the Bartokk, and he fell to

the control room floor.

The battered Bartokk breathed in a harsh rasp. His insectoid body slumped

against the console that housed the freighter's nav computer. Obi-Wan noticed

that the Bartokk wore a vocabulator.

"What were you planning to do with the star-fighters?" Obi-Wan asked.

The Bartokk remained silent.

"What's your destination?" Obi-Wan asked, using the Force to apply

pressure to the assassin. The Bartokk squirmed. Obi-Wan concentrated hard,

trying to search the alien's mind. But the Bartokk's intelligence was

maddeningly intricate, with trillions of nerve cells thinking of nothing but

murder.

"Corulag," gasped the Bartokk before he realized he had actually spoken

out loud.

"What?" Obi-Wan said. "Who were you planning to kill on Corulag?"

"You will not defeat the Bartokks," the angry assassin hissed through his

mandibles. "Our assignment will be carried out no matter what!"

"I already know about the transferred droid starfighters," Obi-Wan

revealed. "I'll make sure the freighter never reaches its destination. Just

wait until I turn you over to the authorities."

"I would sooner die than remain your hostage!" the Bartokk sneered.

Suddenly, he twisted his neck sharply and bit down. His mandible contained a

quick-acting toxin. Before Obi-Wan could intervene, the Bartokk was dead. Obi Wan quickly consulted the nav computer. The records showed the freighter was

indeed set on a course for the planet Corulag. Obi-Wan realized the Bartokk

freighter probably contained too many booby traps to reprogram a new

destination or allow its return to Esseles. To prevent the freighter and its

cargo of droid starfighters from reaching Corulag, Obi-Wan decided to destroy

the entire ship. Obi-Wan removed the proton grenade from his weapons belt. It

was the same grenade the Bartokks had planted under the seat in the Head hunter. Obi-Wan knew that if the grenade were set in the control room, it

would cause a chain reac - tion and blow up the freighter. He set the timer

for a two-minute countdown, then twisted the grenade's arming mechanism. This

action primed the grenade's battery to deliver a small electrical charge to

the proton core. Obi - Wan pressed the activation plunger to start the timei,

then secured the grenade under the nav computer. Obi-Wan ran from the control

room and raced down the dark corridor. His feet pounded on the metal floor and

the rising steam whipped at his face. He was almost at the octagonal docking

port when he saw a dark form slip out from the shadows.

It was the last Bartokk assassin. Each one of his four arms wielded a

different weapon: a gutting knife, a spear, a crossbow loaded with two poison

- tipped arrows, and a stun net. Unexpectedly, he dropped all the weapons and

let them fall to the corridor floor. At first, Obi-Wan thought the Bartokk was

offering his surrender, but something in the alien's inviting stance conveyed

that he had something else in mind. The Bartokk wanted to take Obi-Wan apart

with his own bare claws. The corridor was still thick with the smell of death

from Obi-Wan's earlier encounter with two Bartokks. He knew that it was not so

easy to use a lightsaber against a Bartokk in such close quarters. He took a

cautious step toward the docking port tube. The Bartokk lashed out and tore

through his opponent's tunic. Obi-Wan decided to take his chances with the

lightsaber. His weapon blazed and he whipped the blade back and forth at his

relentless attacker. Soon, there were over a dozen dismembered insectoid body

parts clawing at the Jedi apprentice. Obi-Wan kicked at the severed limbs that

continued to crawl after him into the docking port tube. Chup-Chup was already

seated in the back of the Headhunter. Obi-Wan jumped into the front seat and

dropped the canopy.

"Why didn't you start the Headhunter's engine?" Obi-Wan asked, trying to

keep his voice calm. "The freighter's going to explode in less than thirty

seconds."

"But you didn't ask me to start the engine," Chup-Chup whimpered.

"Besides, I'm not old enough to fly a starship."

"Then hang on!" Obi-Wan commanded. He punched the controls and the

engines roared to life. The Headhunter broke off from the freighter and

blasted away. Within the Bartokk freighter, the proton grenade detonated just

as the Headhunter began to fly off. Suddenly, the entire freighter erupted in

a violent explosion that sent a small shock wave across space.

"Where to now'?" Chup-Chup asked from behind Obi-Wan's seat. "We're not

going after the other Bartokk freighter, are we?"

"Not yet," Obi-Wan replied as he navigated the Headhunter back toward

Esseles. "Our first stop is Trinkatta Starships to check on our friends. If

there's any chance of stopping that other freighter, we'll need all the help

we can get!"

On Esseles, the heroes who had been stunned by the Bartokks were fully

recovered. Despite Trinkatta's cantankerous nature, he had done a good job of

caring for the wounded at his starship factory. Sitting on a bench in

Trinkatta's workshop, Bama Vook gave his son a playful sock in the arm.

"I'll bet you're glad to be back on Esseles, eh, son?"

"I'll sayf" Chup-Chup declared. "Wait'll I tell my friends about my

adventure."

"Perhaps you should delay your storytelling for now," Qui-Gon calmly

suggested. "Until we settle the matter of the missing droid starfighters,

lives are still in danger. You'll be able to tell your friends soon, I

promise."

Qui-Gon turned to Obi-Wan and Leeper. Both the Padawan and the droid were

hunkered over a table that was littered with numerous tools. Leeper was

examining the Neimoidian prototype hyperdrive engine that had been retrieved

from the Bartokk freighter, and Obi-Wan was monitoring a subspace transceiver.

"What do you make of it, Leeper?" Qui-Gon asked.

The droid tapped at the engine. "It's a fast unit, this is," he admitted.

"If all those Trade Federation droid starfighters were powered by engines like

this, they could be deployed almost anywhere within the next three sectors in

a matter of minutes."

"Then I think we can assume that was the Trade Federation's motive for

wanting their starfighters built on Esseles," Qui-Gon proclaimed. "If they'd

built such threatening weapons within Republic space, they'd be breaking more

than a dozen treaties. The Trade Federation representative would be kicked out

of the Senate."

"I wouldn't know about that," Leeper admitted. "But I'II tell you this:

if that second Bartokk freighter is carrying twenty-five droid starfighters,

it can't be for any good reason."

The Jedi Master turned to Obi-Wan and asked,

"Any word from Corulag'?"

"I sent a message to Corulag Academy," Obi - Wan replied. "They know the

Bartokk freighter may be on its way."

"It's a long trip to Corulag," Qui-Gon observed. "It's my guess that the

Bartokks plan on delivering the droid starfighters there. If they'd wanted to

deploy the starfighters, they could have done so as soon as they left Esseles.

If the freighter is trav-eling below light speed, we'll catch up to it with out any problem."

"Actually, we may already have a problem," Obi-Wan admitted. "I tried

sending a message to the Jedi chapter house on Rhinnal to check on Adi

Gallia's condition. There's no response. I'm only getting static. It might

just be subspace interference."

"Then again, there might be trouble on Rhinnal." Qui-Gon grimaced. "We

must go to Rhinnal immediately. We'll deal with the Bartokk freighter as soon

as we can."

Bama Vook jumped up from his bench.

"Leeper and I can take you to Rhinnal in the Metron Burner."

"I'll take you up on that offer, Bama," Qui-Gon said. "Let's get going!"

Nute Gunray paced the main deck of the Trade Federation battleship. He

was scheduled to deliver a report to Darth Sidious, and he was not looking

forward to it. Still he knew the Sith Lord would not forgive a late

communication, so he sat down in front of the holocom. The image of the cowled

Darth Sidious appeared above the transceiver.

"What is the report from Esseles?" Darth Sidious demanded.

Nute Gunray struggled to find the best words to answer the question.

"There has been an unexpected development," he babbled. "Our two agents

have reported they overheard that a Bartokk freighter left Esseles with all

fifty droid starfighters and the prototype hyperdrive engine."

"Is that all?" Darth Sidious asked.

Gunray was surprised by the Sith Lord's question. Darth Sidious sounded

almost unconcerned about Bartokks.

"There is another problem," Gunray added. "Our agents also believe they

saw Jedi Knights on Esseles."

"I have little tolerance for unexpected developments, Gunray," Darth

Sidious responded. "You have not handled this situation well."

"I... I will pursue the Bartokk freighter myself!" Gunray boldly

stammered.

"Do not bother," Darth Sidious answered. "I have someone else lined up

for the job."

The hologram flickered off.

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