Star Wars Coruscant Nights #3: Patterns of Force

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After the Empire’s bloody purge of the Jedi, one lone Knight still fights for those who cannot, unaware that he’s about to be swept into a cataclysmic battle against the Master of Darkness himself.

Throughout the galaxy, a captured Jedi is a dead Jedi, even in Coruscant’s most foul subterranean slums, where Jedi Knight Jax Pavan champions the causes of the oppressed with the help of hard-nosed reporter Den Dhur and the wisecracking droid I-5YQ. But Jax is also involved in ...

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Overview

After the Empire’s bloody purge of the Jedi, one lone Knight still fights for those who cannot, unaware that he’s about to be swept into a cataclysmic battle against the Master of Darkness himself.

Throughout the galaxy, a captured Jedi is a dead Jedi, even in Coruscant’s most foul subterranean slums, where Jedi Knight Jax Pavan champions the causes of the oppressed with the help of hard-nosed reporter Den Dhur and the wisecracking droid I-5YQ. But Jax is also involved in another struggle–to unlock the secrets of his father’s death and his own past.

While Jax believes that I-5YQ holds some of those answers, he never imagines that the truth could be shocking enough to catapult him to the frontlines of a plot to kill Emperor Palpatine. Worse yet, Darth Vader’s relentless search for Jax is about to end . . . in triumph.

The future looming over the valiant Jedi and his staunch pals promises to be dark and brief, because there’s no secret whatsoever about the harshest truth of all: Few indeed are those who tangle with Darth Vader . . . and live to tell the tale.

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Emmy Award–winning writer Michael Reaves displays his narrative skills in this original addition to the Star Wars, Coruscant Nights series. Patterns of Force pits Jedi Knight Jax Pavan, a space-savvy reporter, and a wisecracking droid against the relentless Darth Vader.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345477583
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 1/27/2009
  • Series: Star Wars: Coruscant Nights Series , #3
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 304
  • Sales rank: 158,333
  • Product dimensions: 4.20 (w) x 6.80 (h) x 0.90 (d)

Meet the Author

Michael Reaves received an Emmy Award for his work on the Batman television animated series. He has worked for DreamWorks, among other studios, and has written fantasy novels and supernatural thrillers. Reaves is the New York Times bestselling author of the Star Wars: Coruscant Nights novels Jedi Twilight and Street of Shadows, and Star Wars: Darth Maul: Shadow Hunter, as well as the co-writer (with Steve Perry) of Star Wars: Death Star and two Star Wars: MedStar novels: Battle Surgeons and Jedi Healer. He lives in the Los Angeles area.

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The library was his favorite place in the entirety of the immense Jedi Temple complex. He went there to absorb data as much through the pores of his skin as through any study of the copious amount of information stored there. He frequently went there to think—but just as often he went there to not think.

He was there now—not thinking—and almost as soon as he recognized the place, Jax Pavan also realized that this was a dream. The Temple, he knew, was no more than a chaotic pile of rubble, charred stone, and ashy dust. Order 66 had mandated it, and the horrifying bloodbath that the few remaining Jedi referred to as Flame Night had ensured it.

Yet here he was in one of the many reading rooms within the vast library wing, just as it had been the last time he had seen it—the softly lit shelves that contained books, scrolls, data cubes, and other vessels of knowledge from a thousand worlds; the tables—each in its own pool of illumination—at which Jedi and Padawans studied in silence; the tall, narrow windows that looked out into the central courtyard; the vaulted ceiling that seemed to fly away into eternity. Even as his dreaming gaze took in these things, he felt the pain of their loss . . . and something else—puzzlement.

This was clearly a Force dream. It had that lucent, almost shimmering quality to it, the utter clarity of presence and sense, the equally clear knowledge that it was a dream. But it was about the past, not the future, for Jax Pavan knew he would never savor the atmosphere of the Jedi library again. His Force dreams had, without exception, been visions of future events . . . and they had never been this lucid.

He was sitting at one of the tables with a book and a data cube before him. The book was a compilation of philosophical essays by Masters of the Tython Jedi who had first proposed that the Force had a dual nature: Ashla, the creative element, and Bogan, the destructive—light and dark aspects of the same Essence. The data cube contained a treatise of Master Asli Krimsan on the Potentium Perspective, a “heresy” propagated by Jedi Leor Hal that contended—as many had before and since—that there was no dark side to the Force, that the darkness existed within the individual.

Yes, he had studied these two volumes—among others. He supposed that all Padawans studied them at some point in their training, because all entertained questions about the nature of the Force and desired to understand it. Some, he knew, hoped to understand it completely and ultimately; to settle once and for all the millennia-long debate over whether it had one face or two and where the potential for darkness lay—in the Force itself or in the wielder of the Force.

When had he studied these last? What moment had he been returned to in his dream?

Even as he wondered these things, a shadow fell across the objects on the table before him. Someone had come to stand beside him, blocking the light from the windows.

He glanced up.

It was his fellow Padawan and friend Anakin Skywalker. At least he had called Anakin “friend” readily enough, but the truth was that Anakin held himself aloof from the other Padawans. Even in moments of camaraderie he seemed a man apart, as if he had a Force shield around him. Brooding. Jax had called him that once to his face and had drawn laughter that he, through his connection to the Force, had known to be false.

Now Anakin stood above him, his back to the windows, his face in shadow.

“Hey, you’re blocking my light.” The words popped out of Jax’s mouth without his having intended to say them. But he had said them that day, and he knew what was coming next.

Anakin didn’t answer. He simply held out his hand as if to drop something to the tabletop. Jax put out his own hand palm-up to receive it.

“It” was a pyronium nugget the size of the first joint of his thumb. Even in the half-light it pulsed with an opalescence that seemed to arise from deep within, cycling from white through the entire visible spectrum to black, then back again. Somewhere—Jax just couldn’t remember where—he had heard that pyronium was a source of immense power, of almost unlimited power. He had thought that apocryphal and absurd. Power was a vague word and meant many things to many people.

“What’s this for?” he asked now as he had then, looking up into his friend’s face.

“For safekeeping while I’m on Tatooine,” Anakin said. His mouth curved wryly. “Or maybe it’s a gift.”

“Well, which is it?” Jax asked.

The answer then had been a shrug. Now it was a cryptic phrase uttered in a deep, rumbling voice not at all like the Padawan’s own: “With this, journey beyond the Force.”

Jax laughed. “The Force is the beginning, middle, and end of all things. How does one go beyond the infinite?”

Instead of replying, the Anakin of his dream began to laugh. To Jax’s horror, Anakin’s flesh blackened, crisping and shriveling as if from intense heat; peeling away from the muscle and bone beneath. His grin twisted horribly, becoming a skull’s rictus. Worst of all, laughter still tumbled from the seared lips.

Jax woke suddenly and completely, bathed in cold sweat.

With this, journey beyond the Force?

That was impossible. It made no sense—and what was with the burning? He shivered, his skin creeping beneath its clammy film of sweat as he recalled one of the rumors of where and how Anakin was supposed to have died on Mustafar—thrown into the magma stream by . . . no one knew who.

“Is something wrong, Jax?”

Jax glanced over from his sweat-soaked bed mat to where I-Five stood sentry, his photoreceptors gleaming with muted light.

Jax hesitated for only a moment. It might seem a futile monologue to discuss a dream with a droid, but I-5YQ was no ordinary droid, and even if he were, there was value to talking out the puzzling dream even with a supposedly nonsentient being. If nothing else, Jax reasoned that sorting through the images, actions, and words aloud would help him understand them.

He sat up, leaning against the wall of his small room in the Poloda Place conapt he shared with the rest of his motley team. “I dreamed.”

“I’ve read that all living things do,” I-Five observed blandly.

Jax was seized with sudden curiosity: Did I-Five dream? Was that even possible? He wanted to ask but quelled the urge, instead launching into a detailed re-telling of his own nighttime visitation.

When Jax at last exhausted the account, I-Five was si- lent for a moment, his photoreceptors flickering slightly in a way that suggested the blinking of human eyes. Finally he said, “May I point out that this would seem to contradict the knowledge you received through the Force some months ago that Skywalker was still alive?”

“Well, yeah.” Jax ran fingers through his sweat-damp hair. “Although he might have been injured on Mustafar, I suppose.”

“Possibly, although other possibilities abound. It might have a more metaphysical meaning, for example. Or it might be an expression of your own inner fears.”

“That’s not usually how Force dreams work, but I suppose it’s possible. I’ve never had one like this before,” Jax admitted. “I mean, a dream of the past, rather than the future, for one thing. And an edited past at that. Anakin didn’t say anything about the Force when he gave me the pyronium, he just asked me to keep it for him while he went to Tatooine. And I think I’d have noticed if he burst into flames,” he added wryly.

I-Five’s “eyes” flickered again, seeming to convey amuse-ment.

The door chime sounded; Jax checked his chrono, but I-Five was ahead of him.

“It’s oh seven hundred hours.”

It wasn’t a terribly early hour this deep in downlevel Coruscant where few acknowledged either day or night, but most sentients seemed to agree that some hours were impolite for calling on one’s neighbor.

Jax rose and padded out of his room into the larger main living area, noticing that the rest of his companions were either asleep or out. I-Five followed him.

As he moved to the front door of the conapt, Jax sent out questing tendrils of the Force to the being on the opposite side of the barrier. In his mind’s eye he saw the energy there, but he perceived no telltale threads of the Force emanating from or connecting to them.

Every Jedi experienced and perceived the Force in intensely personal ways. Jax’s particular sensibilities caused him to perceive it as threads of light or darkness that enrobed or enwrapped an individual and connected him or her to the Force itself and to other beings and things. In this case there seemed to be no threads . . . though there was a hint of a, well, a smudge—that was the only word Jax could think of that even vaguely fit.

Curious for the second time that morning, he opened the door, smiling a little as I-Five stepped to one side to take up a defensive position where he would not immediately be seen by whoever was outside.

In the narrow, starkly lit corridor stood a short, stocky male Sakiyan whom Jax guessed to be in his sixties, dressed in clean but threadbare clothing. He blinked at Jax’s appearance—he was wearing a loose pair of sleep pants and hadn’t bothered to put on a tunic.

“I—I apologize for the hour,” the Sakiyan stammered, blinking round eyes that seemed extraordinarily pale in his bronze face, “but the matter is urgent. I need to speak to Jax Pavan.”

Jax scrutinized the Sakiyan again, more thoroughly and with every sense he possessed. Sensing no ill intent, he introduced himself. “I’m Jax Pavan.”

The visitor’s face brightened and he heaved a huge sigh of relief. “By any chance, do you happen to own a protocol droid of the Eye-Fivewhycue line?”

“I don’t ‘own’ him,” Jax replied cautiously. “But yes, he’s here. What do you want with him, er . . .?”

The Sakiyan executed a slight bow. “I apologize for my extreme lack of manners. My name is—”

“Tuden Sal,” I-Five said, stepping out of the shadows beside the door. The droid pointed an index finger at the Sakiyan. A red light gleamed at the tip—the muzzle of one of the twin lasers incorporated into his hands. His photoreceptors gleamed brightly. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this . . .”

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  • Posted June 3, 2009

    A good conclusion to an interesting side story.

    Having read almost every Star Wars novel ever published I am not certain what the criticisms of this trilogy are all about. I enjoyed the characters and found the story line regarding the lives of some surviving jedi engaging and interesting. This is not high brow literature - it is fun and escapist storytelling in a familiar context. While not the best Star Wars novel in my opinion, I got exactly what I wanted out of it: an interesting tale in a setting I love to read about.

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  • Posted May 1, 2009

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    Will There Be More???

    Patterns of the Force was a good book. It was slow to start. I had a little trouble getting into to it, but I have noticed that with all of Michael Reaves' books. I still enjoyed it. The ending was a little off. It makes me think there will be another one. I was under the impression that this would be a trilogy. I'll be happy to read more from this series. I would love to hear more about Jax and the gang.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 6, 2009

    Awesome!

    More!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 23, 2014

    [Ethan] ~

    I really the book. but it is not well writen. but for the most

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    Posted August 14, 2013

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 4, 2013

    Sandstorm

    "Ive got to go to me this a bream." She dispers "goodbye my love."

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 5, 2013

    Firestar

    He sat there.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 28, 2013

    Heatb Heatherpond

    Looked up. "Patternedkit..."

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    Posted August 30, 2012

    Cool

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  • Posted March 27, 2010

    I read All the Star Wars books and this is better than most.

    The headline basically says it all.
    The Star Wars universe is compelling enough to read them as they are published but a medium amount of them are not written very well and the storyline and the established characters make them at least "ok" to read.
    However, the three Corusant Nights series is much better than most.
    It probably would have been better if the full story was edited down to two books, but it wasn't.
    Thanks,

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 1, 2009

    great book

    another great book in the star wars series

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 16, 2009

    What an Ending!

    Coruscant Nights III: Patterns of the Force was an exciting end to the three-book series. Michael Reeves takes us into the small group of detectives, run by Jax Pavan, one more time. The mystery of the bota from Drongar is solved! The long-awaited encounter with Darth Vader finally comes to a head! After reading the two previous books, this one is a must read.

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  • Posted June 29, 2009

    Good but not great

    Okay for Star Wars (SW) fans and wider audience alike.
    A nice read, interesting characters and plot, but some flaws in story obvious to any discerning reader familiar with SW universe. For example, ending is as unlikely as it is anti-climactic, but as far as unlikely events this is consistent with first instalment of this series which opens with a revered and talented warrior- a Jedi Master no less- falling prey to a few stormtroopers (!?). Other unlikely and glossed-over events occur throughout story (a 15 y.o. UNTRAINED force adept who can perform force leaps, telekinesis, and has powers Yoda (or an untrained Luke Skywalker) didn't even have; 'bota', memory/force power erasure/brainwashing mysteriously achieved in a day, etc, etc.). A great read for 12-19 y.o. boys.

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  • Posted April 20, 2009

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    A Fine Series Ending

    Mr. Reeves puts another notch on is Star Wars belt in this series finale to the Coruscant Nights Trilogy. A long-awaited confrontation takes place, and the book is an enjoyable (if not overly surprising) read. This is no ground breaking book like the recent Star Wars: Fate of the Jedi: Outcast, but fun none-the-less. Read this book!

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  • Posted March 4, 2009

    Bad series of books

    Patterns of the force has about 80 pages of action and well written story. The rest of the book reflects on where the entire CN series lacks. The CN series brings very little into the expanded universe worth knowing about and the topics broached on are dragged on and on just to fill pages. The second book of CN is absolutely the worst star wars book I have ever read (100+ adult novels read). This series should have been compacted down to two books from three. The final two books together would have a made a decent novel. I would rank Patterns of the force as the second best CN book after the originial, and certianly in the bottom 25% of all the star wars books I have read. And the cover... I am not sure I recall Vader and Jax clashing lightsabres.

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  • Posted March 2, 2009

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    The best prequel era book of Star Wars.

    The Coruscant Nights series is a culmination point of all the Star Wars novels that Michael Reaves has been involved in. All of them have been intense, thrilling, fun, and informative to the Star Wars reader. I highly recommend all of his novels, but this one was amazing. I followed the character I-5YQ, the sentient droid, through all of Reaves' Star Wars novels. I-5 is very complicated, and even is admitted as self-aware by what is left of the jedi. I seriously hope for more from Michael Reaves with all of the wonderful characters that I have fallen in love with, reading about, up to, and especially in Patterns of Force.

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