
The Defenders of the Dead

The starfighter darted closer to the surface of the planet Melida/Daan.
On the rugged terrain below, vast structures made of ebony stone hugged the ground, laid out in enormous perfect squares without windows or doors.
Obi-Wan Kenobi studied them through the viewscreen as he piloted the craft. "What do you think they are?" he asked Qui-Gon Jinn. "I've never seen anything like them."
"I don't know," the Jedi Knight replied, studying the landscape with keen blue eyes."Storage warehouses, perhaps, or military installations."
"They could conceal tracking devices," Obi-Wan observed.
"I'm not picking up anything on the scanner. But let's fly lower just in case."
Without slowing, Obi-Wan piloted the craft closer to the planet's surface. Rocks and vegetation rushed past the viewscreen. With the engines at full power Obi-Wan kept a tight grip on the controls. One tiny adjustment could send them crashing.
"If we fly any lower, I'll be able to do a molecular scan of the topsoil," Qui-Gon remarked dryly from the copilot's seat. "You're flying too low at this speed, Padawan. If we come across a stray boulder, we may end up making an unscheduled crash landing."
His tone was mild, but Obi-Wan knew Qui-Gon would accept no argument.
Obi-Wanwas Qui-Gon's Jedi apprentice, and one of the Jedi rules was not to question the order of a Master.
Reluctantly, Obi-Wan eased up slightly on the controls. The starfighter rose a few meters. Qui-Gon stared steadily ahead, still searching for a place to land. They were reaching the outskirts of Zehava, the main city on the planet of Melida/Daan, and it was crucial that their arrival be unnoticed.
