Star Wars: Plight of the Padawan/Chapter IV

Plight of the Padawan Chapter III • Chapter IV • Chapter V

Coruscant, 29 BBY
 * Tainer rushed through the halls of the medical wing of the Temple, nearly colliding with two nurses as he rounded a corner and barely slipped between the two. Fists shaking in his wake, Tainer continued his mad dash for Drosk's medroom. The Knight could still be felt in the Force, but Tainer wasn't sure how long the signature would linger: it whispered a gentle whisper one moment, and the next screamed out to the furthest reaches of the galaxy, and beyond. He tired, but refused to let go. Still, nothing Tainer had seen during Neque's destruction—no death, no torment—before the Jedi rescued him could prepare the poor young man for what he was about to see. Apparently gently floating in the bacta tank, breathing mask and wires of all sorts supporting what little spark of life lingered, body limp, was Drosk. Strong-willed Drosk. Admirably-and-almost-aggravatingly vigilant Drosk. And now, nearly-dead Drosk.