Star Wars: The New Jedi Order 14: Traitor by Matthew Woodring Stover

Author:Matthew Woodring Stover
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science-Fiction.Star Wars
ISBN: 9780345428653
Publisher: Ballantine Books
Published: 2002-07-30T07:00:00+00:00

Some of Jacen’s quick-sketched explanation made sense. The planted rumors leading to the “trap” on the camp ship had never really been intended to catch anybody; Jacen had only been stalling for time. As weeks passed with no results, Jacen hoped Nom Anor would lose patience and pull him out of there. If he’d really wanted to catch Jaina, all he would have had to do was reopen the Force-bond that had linked them since birth. Nothing in the galaxy would have stopped her from finding him.

“Nothing in the galaxy stops Jaina from doing pretty much whatever she decides to do. So I have to hold that part of myself shut down. If she finds out I’m alive, she’ll come for me—and that’ll just get her killed, too. Like Anakin. And me.” That strange sadness leaked back onto his face. “And you.”

Ganner let that pass. It was clear that Jacen wasn’t firing on all thrusters—and after what he must have been through, Ganner couldn’t blame him. “What if she had shown up on the camp ship after all?”

Jacen’s eyes closed and opened again, a motion too slow and deliberate to be called a blink. “Then I’d be having this conversation with her. And you’d have the chance to live to a ripe old age.”

Jacen had felt Ganner coming days before he arrived, and had done everything he could—under the circumstances—to discourage him. The freezing dread, the growing conviction that he was going to his death, finally even the outright compulsion to turn and run, had all been Jacen’s doing, reaching through the Force to push Ganner away.

“But nothing worked.” Jacen sighed and shook his head. “If you weren’t so bloody brave, you might have lived through this.”

“Uh … yeah. Right. I guess,” Ganner said hesitantly. “But—uh, Jacen? You do understand that I’m not really dead, don’t you?

“You’re the one who needs to understand, Ganner. You are really dead. When you came back to the chamber in the camp ship: that’s what killed you.” Jacen sagged exhaustedly against the wall, and rubbed his reddened eyes. “The warriors who were with me were going to slaughter you on the spot. The only way you could have escaped is if I’d helped you—and if I had, if I’d shown them I was still a Jedi at heart—the pilot would have triggered the dovin basal and wiped out the whole ship.”

“And themselves along with everybody else?”

“Suicide missions are an honor for the Yuuzhan Vong. That stuff about the Blessed Release? That’s not just dogma. They really believe it.”

And the sad, dark distance in his stare made Ganner wonder if maybe Jacen believed it a little himself.

“We’ve both been dead for a long time, Ganner. And today—” Jacen drew new strength from somewhere. He pushed himself off the wall and stood like a man who knew fatigue only by reputation. “Today is the day we stop breathing.”

Ganner scrubbed at his face as though he could massage understanding in through his skin. “Then why not just let them kill me?”

“Because I need you.

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