Lives & Adventures

by Ryder Windham

  But Ben had remained calm as he quickly improvised a plan to infiltrate the battle station. He had instructed Han Solo to jettison some of the Falcon‘s escape pods and make an entry in the ship’s log, claiming in the entry that the crew abandoned ship right after takeoff. Then Ben had instructed Luke, Han, Chewbacca, and the droids to hide within the ship’s sensor-proofed concealed compartments, which Han had previously used for smuggling.

  After the tractor beam had deposited the Falcon into a Death Star hangar, Han and Chewbacca subdued a scanning crew and two stormtroopers. Luke and Han had then disguised themselves in the fallen stormtroopers’ armor, which allowed the group to sneak into a nearby control room. Once inside, R2-D2 had accessed a computer outlet to gain data on how to shut down power to the tractor beam and allow the Falcon to escape.

  Ben had insisted on going to the tractor-beam power coupling alone.

  To this day, Luke wondered if Ben ever had any idea that he wouldn’t be leaving the Death Star on the Millennium Falcon.

  Inside the control room that overlooked Docking Bay 327, the hangar that held the captive Millennium Falcon, Ben rapidly studied the schematics for the power generator terminal that R2-D2 had displayed on a viewscreen. The terminal was located in sector six of the spherical battle station’s northern hemisphere. Instantly memorizing the location, Ben turned to Luke and Han and said, “I don’t think you boys can help. I must go alone.”

  “Whatever you say,” Han replied as Ben headed for the door. “I’ve done more than I bargained for on this trip already.”

  Ben had just reached the door when he was stopped by Luke, who said, “I want to go with you.”

  “Be patient, Luke,” Ben said. “Stay and watch over the droids.”

  Gesturing to Han, Luke said, “But he can—”

  “They must be delivered safely or other star systems will suffer the same fate as Alderaan,” Ben interrupted. “Your destiny lies along a different path from mine.” He pressed a button on the doorway, and the door slid fast up into the ceiling. Facing Luke, he added, “The Force will be with you…always!”

  Ben left the command office and moved down the corridor. A moment later, he heard the door slide shut behind him. Although he was reluctant to leave Luke alone with the brash Han Solo, he believed Luke would remain safe if he stayed where he was, at least until the tractor beam’s power was deactivated.

  He also believed it was best to put some distance between himself and Luke, because he knew something that the boy didn’t. Shortly after they had arrived within the battle station’s hangar, while still hiding within the Falcon’s smuggling compartment, Ben had sensed a most particular presence.

  Darth Vader.

  Ben knew that if he had sensed Vader, it was most likely that the Dark Lord had sensed him, too. Ben was not afraid of confronting Vader again, but he didn’t even want to think about what would happen to Luke if he failed to shut down the tractor beam.

  Ben was careful to avoid detection as he made his way through the battle station’s maze of corridors and lift tubes. Moving stealthily from a lateral transport to a long, empty corridor, he clung to the shadows until he finally arrived at his destination: a narrow bridge that spanned a wide, deep shaft that delivered him to the tractor beam power terminal, a cylindrical structure that stood atop a thirty-five-kilometer-tall generator tower.

  A narrow ledge wrapped around the terminal. Ben stepped carefully onto the ledge and moved around the power terminal until he could reach the generator controls. He pressed one lever, then edged further around the terminal until he found the controls for the tractor beam power coupling.

  He heard footsteps approach. Ben maneuvered his body around the terminal to conceal himself from a detachment of stormtroopers as they crossed the shaft-spanning bridge. Two stormtroopers remained behind while the others proceeded.

  After Ben readjusted the generator controls and confirmed that the tractor beam was disabled, he used the Force to make the two remaining stormtroopers think they heard a muffled explosion. While the stormtroopers were distracted, Ben stepped back onto the bridge, then moved quickly away from the terminal. He darted into another corridor, and began making his way back to the control room to rejoin his allies.

  Ben eventually arrived at the battle station’s equatorial area, and then to the same level as Docking Bay 327. He was moving through a corridor when he heard more stormtroopers approach, and he ducked into a dark alcove. As the stormtroopers passed his position, one trooper commented, “We think they may be splitting up. They may be on levels five and six now, sir.”

  Splitting up? Ben wasn’t certain, but he suspected that the stormtrooper was referring to Luke and the others. All he could do was hope that Luke was all right.

  Once the stormtroopers were gone, Ben emerged from the alcove and drew his lightsaber from his belt. He did not activate the blade but held it ready. He had a feeling he would be using his weapon sooner than later, and he had a feeling he would be using it against Vader.

  Ever since he had first sensed Vader’s presence on the battle station, he had become increasingly certain that Vader knew he was on board. He had even allowed the possibility that Vader had let him deactivate the tractor beam, all in an effort to lure him into a trap. Ben had no fear of whatever Vader might have in store for him, but he still had to do everything in his power to make sure Luke would escape safely.

  If Ben failed that, he believed all his years on Tatooine would have been for nothing, and all would be lost.

  He proceeded through the corridor, but with less caution. For now he knew he was destined to encounter Vader, and that it would be their final reunion.

  Ben was still clutching his lightsaber when he reached an access tunnel that led back to Docking Bay 327. As he entered the tunnel, he sighted a tall, shadowy form at the tunnel’s other the end. Even if Ben had never seen Darth Vader’s cybernetic incarnation via a HoloNet broadcast on Tatooine, he still would have sensed the power of his former apprentice, now concealed within black armor.

  Vader had already activated the red blade of his lightsaber. For a moment, he stood as still as a statue. Then he moved forward, his black cape sweeping behind him as he practically glided across the tunnel’s floor toward Obi-Wan Kenobi.

  Obi-Wan activated his lightsaber and stepped slowly forward. He’d fought Vader before, and he hadn’t been afraid then, either. As Vader drew closer, Obi-Wan thought with morbid amusement, He’s taller than I remember.

  “I’ve been waiting for you, Obi-Wan,” Vader said as he stepped even closer. “We meet again, at last. The circle is now complete.”

  Obi-Wan angled his lightsaber to assume an offensive position.

  Vader continued, “When I left you, I was but the learner; now I am the master.”

  “Only a master of evil, Darth,” Obi-Wan said. He used Vader’s Sith Lord title mockingly, as if he were addressing an unfortunately named child. He had hoped the insult might catch Vader off guard, and followed with a sudden lunge, but Vader easily blocked it with his own weapon. There was a loud electric crackle as the blades made contact.

  Obi-Wan swung again and again, and Vader parried each strike.

  Vader said, “Your powers are weak, old man,”

  Although Obi-Wan could only imagine what was left of Vader’s features behind the black mask, he somehow suspected that Vader was smiling. “You can’t win, Darth,” Obi-Wan said. “If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.”

  “You should not have come back.”

  Their lightsabers clashed again and again. And as their battle continued, they moved closer to the main doorway that led directly to the Millennium Falcon’s hangar.

  Obi-Wan risked a glance through the hangar’s open doorway and saw four stormtroopers guarding the Falcon. He also sensed that Luke was nearby. Hoping to cause a distraction that would allow Luke to board the Falcon, he attacked Vader more vigorously. The noise of clashing lightsabers echoe
d into the hangar, attracting the stormtroopers’ attention.

  With his peripheral vision, Obi-Wan saw the stormtroopers leave their stations beside the Falcon and run toward him and Vader. He continued his attack on Vader, and several exchanges later, he sensed Luke’s movement and knew his plan had worked. He risked another glance into the hangar to see several figures racing for the Falcon’s landing ramp: the droids, Chewbacca, Han Solo, Luke, and—Leia!

  Obi-Wan hadn’t known that Princess Leia was on the battle station, but he recognized the girl in the white dress from the hologram that R2-D2 had displayed. Obi-Wan did not believe in luck or coincidences, and seeing Luke unwittingly reunited with his twin sister, he knew that it was not a tractor beam that had brought him to the battle station, but the will of the Force.

  His fleeting glance also registered that Luke had paused behind his friends. Luke stood a short distance from the landing ramp and was staring straight at him, gaping.

  Obi-Wan realized there was only one way Luke, Leia, and the others would escape the battle station alive. He smiled as he looked away from Luke, then closed his eyes and raised his lightsaber up before him.

  Darth Vader did not hesitate to strike.

  Luke Skywalker recalled the last moment he saw Ben alive, fighting Darth Vader on the Death Star. Ben had glanced at him from across the hangar, and then closed his eyes as he turned to face Vader. Vader’s lightsaber cut right through Ben’s robes, Ben’s body had vanished…

  And then he told me to run!

  Luke didn’t know if he would ever completely understand the Force, but he was relieved to know that somehow, it had kept Ben alive. Ben’s voice—his spirit—had aided Luke when he’d flown his X-wing starfighter on the mission to destroy the Death Star. Without Ben’s help, Luke doubted he ever could have accomplished that.

  Luke had not yet finished reading Ben’s journal, and wondered if he’d find anything in it about Jedi spirits. Do all Jedi become spirits like Ben? Or was it something Ben learned how to do on his own? Luke had no idea.

  And again, he found himself wishing Ben were there to answer his questions.

  Thanks to the teachings of Qui-Gon Jinn, Obi-Wan Kenobi was one with the Force.

  Where he had been once but an isolated drop of water in a great sea, he was now the sea itself. It was a sea that had no surface or floor, which flowed everywhere and through everything. The Force transcended time and space. Civilizations would rise and fall, stars would form and die, but the Force would never end.

  As a spiritual entity, Obi-Wan was not hampered by the laws of physics. He could travel across the galaxy from one world to another by merely thinking of the journey. He could not only communicate with the living but manifest an illusion of his former physical self. He could even communicate with fellow spirits, should they be mutually inclined.

  After the destruction of the Death Star, Obi-Wan limited his communication with Luke Skywalker. This was not because Obi-Wan’s powers would have been in any way diminished by further communication, but because he knew that there were a great many things that Luke could learn only from the living—not only his friends but his enemies as well. More precisely, there were things Luke had to learn for himself, and sometimes on his own. Ben was a guiding spirit, not a meddling one.

  But Obi-Wan’s spirit always remained watchful. After Luke accidentally became catatonic while attempting to use the Force to meditate, Obi-Wan entered Luke’s dreams and guided him to conquer his innate fear of Darth Vader. And when the very unprepared Luke and Leia—still unaware of the fact that they were siblings—actually confronted Vader on Mimban, Obi-Wan again intervened, bolstering Luke’s abilities to help him defeat the Dark Lord.

  Vader should have died on Mimban, Obi-Wan thought ruefully. Just as he should have died on Mustafar, Yavin, and more places than I can name.

  And yet Darth Vader lived.

  As powerful as Obi-Wan was in spirit, he had no influence over the Sith Lords. In fact, to be anywhere near their proximity was a draining experience for any entity.

  And there were other dangers to consider. Yoda had told him that ancient Sith Lords had at least once developed a weapon called the Thought Bomb to destroy Jedi and capture their souls. Obi-Wan did not know whether Palpatine or Vader possessed or were capable of creating a Thought Bomb or if such a weapon could consume an already existing spirit, but he knew that if he allowed himself to be lured into any Sith-set trap, he would be of little use to Luke.

  It was three years after the Battle of Yavin, when the Rebel Alliance had relocated to the ice planet Hoth, that Ben manifested himself as a vision to Luke. Luke had escaped the clutches of a bloodthirsty wampa on his own, but he was also injured and lost, far from the Rebel base. Exhausted by his struggle to survive and by the sub-freezing winds that tore at him from all directions, Luke collapsed against the hard, snow-covered ground.

  Obi-Wan spoke. “Luke…Luke.”

  Slowly, Luke raised his head as if it were a massive weight. Obi-Wan appeared as a shimmering, spectral form a short distance in front of him. Obi-Wan could see in Luke’s confused expression that he was wondering whether he was hallucinating. Luke said aloud, “Ben?”

  Ben said, “You will go to the Dagobah system.”

  “Dagobah system?” Luke repeated, still confused.

  “There you will learn from Yoda,” Obi-Wan continued, “the Jedi Master who instructed me.”

  Luke groaned. “Ben…Ben.”

  Obi-Wan knew that Luke was in shock. But he also knew that help would arrive within seconds, in the form of Han Solo riding a tauntaun. Han Solo would believe that he had arrived upon Luke’s position by pure luck, but it was Obi-Wan who had steered Han’s mount to the north of the wampa’s ice cave.

  Obi-Wan dematerialized just a moment before Han arrived upon Luke.

  Obi-Wan’s spirit monitored Luke’s recovery in the bacta tank at the Rebel base, and through the terrible battle at Hoth. When the Rebels were forced to evacuate, he watched Luke’s progress. He did not intervene when Luke crash-landed his X-wing into the Dagobah swamp—Obi-Wan did not want Luke to leave before his training was complete.

  Obi-Wan was a secret witness to the moment Luke unknowingly met Yoda, who was reluctant to introduce himself until he was convinced of Luke’s conviction to study the ways of the Jedi. Obi-Wan even watched with some amusement as Yoda offered to take Luke to meet “the Jedi Master” he sought, only to bring Luke to his own low-ceilinged hut under the large roots of an ancient tree.

  Addressing Luke as he prepared some food in a steaming pot, Yoda said, “Why wish you become Jedi? Hm?”

  “Mostly because of my father, I guess,” Luke replied.

  “Ah, father,” Yoda said with interest. “Powerful Jedi was he, mmm, powerful Jedi, mmm.”

  “Oh, come on!” Luke said angrily. “How could you know my father? You don’t even know who I am. Oh, I don’t know what I’m doing here. We’re wasting our time.”

  Yoda looked away from Luke and leaned his weight onto the gimer stick that he used as a walking staff. Obi-Wan sensed the aged Jedi Master’s disappointment even before he said, “I cannot teach him. The boy has no patience.”

  “He will learn patience,” Obi-Wan said aloud, his voice echoing slightly within the hut.

  Startled by the disembodied voice, Luke glanced around the hut, searching for Obi-Wan.

  “Hmmm,” muttered Yoda. He turned slowly to face Luke. Speaking to Obi-Wan, he said, “Much anger in him, like his father.”

  Obi-Wan’s voice replied, “Was I any different when you taught me?”

  “Hah,” Yoda said. “He is not ready.”

  Luke finally stopped looking for Obi-Wan and looked into his host’s wise old eyes. Luke gasped, “Yoda!”

  Yoda nodded.

  “I am ready,” Luke protested. “I…Ben! I…I can be a Jedi. Ben, tell him I’m ready.” Luke started to get up, only to smack his head in the hut’s ceiling.

  “Ready, are you?” Y
oda said with disdain. “What know you of ready? For eight hundred years have I trained Jedi. My own counsel will I keep on who is to be trained! A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind.” Tilting his head back to address the invisible Obi-Wan, Yoda continued, “This one a long time have I watched. All his life has he looked away…to the future, to the horizon. Never his mind on where he was. Hmm? What he was doing. Hmph.” He raised his gimer stick and jabbed Luke. “Adventure. Heh! Excitement. Heh! A Jedi craves not these things.” Then he lowered his gimer stick, glared at Luke and said, “You are reckless!”

  Obi-Wan said, “So was I, if you remember.”

  “He is too old,” Yoda said firmly. “Yes, too old to begin training.”

  Luke said desperately, “But I’ve learned so much.”

  Yoda sighed. Again addressing Obi-Wan’s spirit, he asked, “Will he finish what he begins?”

  Luke did not wait for Obi-Wan’s answer, and said, “I won’t fail you.”

  Yoda returned his gaze to Luke, who added, “I’m not afraid.”

  “Oh,” Yoda said, his eyes widening slightly. Lowering his voice to a threatening tone, he said, “You will be. You will be.”

  Luke’s training was brutal. Not just the obstacle courses that had him climbing vines and leaping through the swamp with Yoda secured to his back, but also the meditation exercises to open himself to the Force. Luke obeyed Yoda’s every instruction and never broke down.

  Obi-Wan’s spirit silently watched Luke’s progress as the young man tackled every challenge. Every day, he’s getting stronger, Obi-Wan thought.