Star Wars: Young Jedi Knights 13: Trouble on Cloud City by Kevin J. Anderson; Rebecca Moesta

Author:Kevin J. Anderson; Rebecca Moesta
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3
Tags: Solo, Magic, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Juvenile Fiction, Interplanetary voyages, Fiction, Science Fiction, Jaina (Fictitious character), Science fiction, Interplanetary travel, Jacen (Fictitious character), General
ISBN: 9780425164167
Publisher: Berkley Jam Books
Published: 1998-11-15T08:00:00+00:00

The patchy-furred Ugnaught scurried out from his hiding place behind a rusty disconnected pumping generator. He chittered and squealed, pointing vigorously at them.

"Yeah, I know they were following you. Good job," the hairyfaced man gargled. "But this is only half the number we're supposed to kill.

Where are the rest-the Lando guy and the other kids?"

The Ugnaught squealed something. Em Teedee said, "Shall I translate what the Ugnaught has just explained?"

"No," Tenel Ka said quickly.

The Wookiee roared, and Jacen nodded. "I agree, Lowie-if we can't fight them, we'd better turn around and run!"

The thugs shouted in surprise and fired off scattered blaster shots as Jacen, Lowie, and Tenel Ka bolted toward the nearest exit door. Their feet clanging on the metal decks of the lower levels in Port Town, the young Jedi Knights dashed out of the room, sprinting ahead as fast as they could go. Jacen swung around metal-walled corners, his sweaty hands squeaking on grimy durasteel plates as he grabbed them for balance..

Lowie banged his head on the low ceiling and yowled in pain, but kept charging ahead. Em Teedee sputtered along, doing his best to keep up.

"Wait for me!"

The suspicious Ugnaught had led them into a trap. They had blundered into it in spite of sensing warnings through the Force. But what chilled Jacen most was knowing that he and his friends had already been marked as targets. These assassins, carrying images of Lando and the young Jedi Knights, apparently had orders to kill all of them. He had seen a glimpse of his own face on the printed flimiplast, a contract for their deaths.

The surly bunch behind them bellowed, firing their blasters recklessly.

Apparently they had no training in teamwork, though. The scaring energy bolts bounced off the reflective walls, skittering like molten cannonballs down the passageways.

Ahead, Jacen saw an opening in the floor that dropped into a wide air shaft. He leapt down it and the others followed, bouncing and jolting against the slick metal walls until they shot out into an open bay where cold steam hissed upward. Tubes dangled like tentacles from overhead supports. They landed on a rickety catwalk, and Jacen grabbed the railing to reassert his balance. Amber light burned from mini-glows hidden in pipes, conduits, and pressure-release valves.

Beside Jacen, Lowbacca reached out to grab a horizontal dangling chain overhead. Using his powerful Wookiee muscles, he hauled himself across it hand-overhand until he reached a lower platform on a solid catwalk, then swung a chain back down to his friends so that Tenel Ka and Jacen could each swing over to him. Em Teedee flew across by himself.

The lift-shaft door opened with a hiss. A blocky, gray-skinned man and the slime-dripping alien lunged into the industrial chamber, immediately spotting their prey. More blaster fire rang out. One bolt breached a lubricant-containment vessel, cracking open its outer shell.

Slick greenish-blue liquid spilled onto the floor, turned smoky, and slowly began to burn. The two hitmen growled and coughed, waving the curling, noxious smoke away from their faces.

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