Star Wars The New Jedi Order #17: Force Heretic III: Reunion

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The Jedi move one step closer to saving the embattled galaxy— only to confront a formidable wall of resistance.

The harrowing search for Zonama Sekot is finally over for Luke Skywalker, Jacen Solo, and the others aboard the Jade Shadow. But joy turns to alarm when the living planet sends a defiant message: it refuses to follow them back to a galaxy full of war, ...

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Overview


The Jedi move one step closer to saving the embattled galaxy— only to confront a formidable wall of resistance.

The harrowing search for Zonama Sekot is finally over for Luke Skywalker, Jacen Solo, and the others aboard the Jade Shadow. But joy turns to alarm when the living planet sends a defiant message: it refuses to follow them back to a galaxy full of war, exploitation, and misery.

While Luke works feverishly to persuade the elusive planet to reconsider, the Yuuzhan Vong launches a full-scale attack aimed at the heart of the new alliance. Sent to defend a major communications base, Han and Leia find themselves hopelessly outnumbered. Reinforcements are just too far away to help before everything is destroyed. So the courageous pair must now fight an unrelenting battle against staggering odds. Whether they actually survive is another matter. . . .

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  • ISBN-13: 9780345428721
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 7/1/2003
  • Series: Star Wars: The New Jedi Order Series , #17
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 432
  • Sales rank: 190,904
  • Product dimensions: 4.18 (w) x 6.86 (h) x 1.17 (d)

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Leia literally took a backseat during the flight to Esfandia. Trying to compete with her husband and Droma was too exhausting, and, ultimately, pointless. At times it seemed their affinity wasn’t entirely amicable, but it was perfectly natural. They’d hardly stopped talking since the Ryn had come aboard. Bringing each other up to date on events since they’d parted at Fondor, they covered everything from sneaky tactics to Anakin’s death. After the latter, Droma had left the bridge for a while, to sing a plaintive lay in a language Leia didn’t understand, but then he’d returned with a story about one of his exploits in the Senex sector. The tale was as tall as a Bolenian hillspinner,
but it served its purpose by easing the pall of melancholy that had engulfed the Falcon.

“So they started taking apart the tanker module,” Han was saying now, relating one of his own stories to Droma,
his mood far removed from the grief that had consumed him earlier.

“Which you said was filled with liquid hydrogen.”

“Yeah, but destroying the tanker didn’t stop the hydrogen.
If anything, it spread out a little, exactly as planned.”

“Why?” Droma asked, frowning. “Hydrogen won’t burn without oxygen.”
“That’s what Goldenrod said. That’s the trouble with droids: no imagination. As our shields failed, I told Leia and Jacen to punch holes through the cruiser’s hull with our quads. Before I could tell those scarheads to eat ions,
there was more than enough oxygen for the hydrogen to react with. The cruiser went up so fast we had a tough time dodging the pieces. After that, it was just a matter of getting out of there. The few skips we left behind weren’t putting up much of a fight.”

“Understandably. I hear Vong skips are useless once they’re cut off from their yammosks.”

“Well, they’re not completely useless,” Han said, “but it does give you an advantage.”

Droma shrugged. “Speaking of yammosks, I’ve heard some stories about them that would make your tail stand on end!”

Leia listened to the banter but offered nothing toward the conversation. Instead, she concentrated on the information
Droma had provided them: communications had indeed been lost with the Unknown Regions. The destruction of the base on Generis and the attack on Esfandia appeared to be the source of the disruption. A free-floating proto-world, Esfandia had long since cut free from whatever star had given birth to it, but still had enough radioactivity bubbling in its core to sustain a liquid atmosphere.
It wasn’t the most hospitable of places, but it didn’t need to be. A skeleton crew of about a dozen people, mainly technicians, normally inhabited the relay outpost, which had been hastily converted from a scientific station at the beginning of the war with the Yuuzhan Vong. Since
Luke’s mission had entered the Unknown Regions, the
Galactic Alliance’s military presence around Esfandia had been upgraded to two squadrons of X-wings and a frigate by the name of Corellian Way. What had happened to those forces was unknown. The relay staff only had time to broadcast a message alerting their superiors on Mon
Calamari that they were under attack by the Yuuzhan
Vong before all communications had been lost.

That wasn’t necessarily a sure sign of disaster. The relay base was designed to resist such attacks. Imperial
AT-AT technology had been adapted to the cold soup of
Esfandia’s environment, creating a giant, mechanical, crablike construction capable of moving from place to place at a slow but steady pace. Such mobility was an advantage,
given that most of the world was studded with receivers sensitive enough to detect transmissions from deep in the Unknown Regions. The base was designed to circumnavigate the globe, maintaining the receivers, while the technicians remained safely inside. That the ability to move made it easier to hide when attacked was a bonus.

The base, therefore, could have simply gone to ground,
tucked away in a crevasse or under the thick silt of the atmospheric soup. If it could be found, it could be reactivated.
Assuming, of course, that the Yuuzhan Vong hadn’t found it first and destroyed it for good.

Leia sent her thoughts outward, far beyond her location in hyperspace, beyond Esfandia and whatever awaited them there, to her brother, Luke. The last message Cal
Omas had received from him suggested he’d found a promising lead and was setting off to investigate. He hadn’t specified what that lead consisted of or where he was headed, and now there was no way they would know unless they repaired the communications outage. Leia had no doubt that, were anything terrible to happen to him, then she would know about it. She would feel it,
just as she had in the past. Nevertheless, she was concerned.
So much was invested in his mission—personally,
and on a galactic scale—that if something were to go wrong, it would be a disaster of unimaginable proportions.

The conversation between her husband and his old friend shifted as the Falcon’s console began to beep and flash, announcing that they were nearing their destination.

“Right on the nose,” Han said proudly, flipping switches in readiness for the return to realspace.

“And we didn’t even have to get out and push,”
Droma said dryly.

“Yeah, that’s real amusing,” Han returned without smiling. “Now you want to move your funny, fuzzedup self out of that chair so Leia can come forward and help me?”

“No, that’s all right, Han,” she said as Droma began to stand. “I’m sure Droma can manage.”

She couldn’t say that she was enjoying the break from routine, but it was interesting to watch Han’s interaction with the Ryn. Memories of the terrible time when Han had pulled away from her while grieving for Chewbacca still stung, but only Droma had witnessed how low Han had really sunk back then. If having the Ryn aboard did remind Han of those painful times, he certainly wasn’t letting it show.

“You remember how to operate the copilot’s board?”

Han asked Droma without looking up from what he was doing.

“Follow orders, and curse when something goes wrong,” Droma replied with a smile. “Which it invariably does.”

Han affected an indignant expression on behalf of his beloved freighter. “Hey, she may be old—”
“But she’s still got it where it counts, right?” Droma said.

“What have I told you about doing that?” Han said irritably.

Droma laughed. “Anyway, it’s not the age of the ship that worries me,” he said, flicking a couple of switches of his own. “It’s the age of the pilot I’m more concerned about.”

The navicomputer bleeped, cutting off any retort Han might have been about to offer. Both faced the front just as the sweeping streaks of hyperspace dissolved into a cold and distant starscape. There was no primary to dim the stars with its glare; the nearest inhabited system in this section of the Mid Rim was more than ten light years away, and the nearest star of any kind was half that distance. There was nothing for trillions of kilometers but space dust, and the tiny bauble that was the lonely world of Esfandia.

Or so it should have been. As Pride of Selonia along with Twin Suns Squadron emerged from hyperspace alongside the Falcon, Droma’s eyes checked the sensor console for the orphaned planet. The Falcon’s sensor suite was still ahead of standard tech, and it soon acquired the target.
It was covered with thick clouds, and glowed a burnt orange in artificial colors that looked wrong to Leia’s eyes until she realized what was missing: because Esfandia had no sun, its sole source of heat lay at its core. And with no orbit to follow, that meant it would have no seasons,
either—which in turn meant no icy poles, and no broiling equator. It would be the same temperature all over.

Closer scans, however, revealed that not to be entirely the case. There were at least six hot spots on the hemisphere facing them, and even as they watched, another blossomed into life.

Droma zoomed in closer to examine the cause.

“Aerial bombardment,” he said. “Someone’s dropping mines from orbit.”

“They’re taking out the sensors,” Leia said. “The Yuuzhan
Vong are still here!”

Han’s eyes darted across the displays in front of him.

“I’ve got a strong presence in close orbit. Seven capital vessels, nine cruisers. Not many skips detached, though.
No sign of the local defenses, or the reinforcements from
Mon Cal.”

“I think I can guess why not, too,” Droma commented.

Leia knew exactly what he meant. The Yuuzhan Vong force in orbit over Esfandia was enormous by any standard.
Against the two squadrons and one frigate Esfandia had possessed, plus the two squadrons Mon Calamari had dispatched to investigate, it was almost obscene.
Overkill didn’t cover it.

“I thought the Vong’s resources were stretched,” Droma said.

Han just grunted. A crackle of information flowed across newly reopened communications lines. Captain
Mayn and Jag were looking for instructions.

“Tell them to hold off for a moment,” Leia ordered.

“We can’t go in like this. It’d be suicide.”

Han turned in his seat to face her. “We can’t just leave,
Leia.”

She nodded in agreement. “The relay base must still be down there, otherwise the Yuuzhan Vong wouldn’t be wasting time taking out the sensors. Without the base,
none of it would work.”

“So what are we going to do?” Han asked. “They’re going to see us any second.”

Leia stood to look over Han’s shoulder, placing a hand gently on his neck. The Yuuzhan Vong forces were formidable.
“If we can get past the capital ships, we might be able to make it down into the atmosphere and find the base before they do.”

“Then what?” Droma asked. “We’d be in exactly the same position as the base. It would just be a matter of time before they find us.”

She could feel her frustration mounting as a solution to the dilemma failed to present itself. If they had to abandon Esfandia, they might still be able to jury-rig another relay base elsewhere that would allow them to reestablish contact with Mon Calamari.

She shook her head irritably. It would still mean leaving innocents here on Esfandia to die, and the thought of that simply made her feel ill, reminding her as it did of the time back on Gyndine, where so many had to be abandoned to a cruel fate.

There has to be another way, she thought.

Almost in answer to the thought, a bleeping sounded from the sensor suite, announcing hyperspace emissions from the far side of the planet.

“Incoming,” Droma announced, his tail wrapped around the base of his chair, gently twitching.

“That’s all we need,” Han muttered. “Maybe it’s time we bid a hasty retreat, after all.”

“Hold on.” Leia switched vantage points to look over
Droma’s shoulder. “I don’t think they’re Yuuzhan Vong.
Broadcast an emergency on the Imperial codes.”

“Imperial—?” Han started, but clammed up at a glance at the scanner display. The corner of his mouth curled up into a grin as he sent off the coded transmission. “Well, I
never thought I’d be glad to see a Star Destroyer.”
Not just one of them, Leia noted. Two of the massive vessels were lumbering out of hyperspace over Esfandia,
fully equipped with support vessels and TIE fighters already streaming from launching bays. The way they swooped in to engage the Yuuzhan Vong filled her with an immediate sense of optimism and kinship.

She didn’t immediately recognize the markings on the
Star Destroyers, but judging by the blast scoring and other minor damage, it looked like they’d both recently seen combat.

The Falcon’s comm bleeped, and Han quickly answered it. It was Grand Admiral Pellaeon.

“I should have known I’d find the Millennium Falcon
here,” he said. “You’re always at the heart of trouble.”

Leia felt a smile creep across her face. “It’s good to hear from you, Gilad.”

“As it is you, Princess,” he said.

“That’s not Chimaera you’re flying,” Han put in. “It looks too old.”

“It’s Right to Rule,” Pellaeon said. “One of the oldest in the fleet. We’ve been chasing this sorry bunch halfway across the galaxy, trying to restrict the amount of damage they inflict. We lost them at the last jump, which is why we’ve only just arrived. Our intelligence data on your remote stations is sadly out of date.”

“Not as good as theirs, obviously,” Leia said.

“We’re here to try to turn our luck around now.”

“I’m glad to hear it.”

“Are you joining us?”

“We’re at your command, Admiral.” Leia said.

“I’ll have targets for you shortly. Commander Ansween will relay them to you.” Then, almost as an afterthought,
the Grand Admiral added: “Nice to be fighting beside you finally, Captain Solo.”

Han looked up at Leia when the line closed a moment later. “We’re taking orders from an Imperial now?”

“Things have changed,” she said. Her heart was telling her that Pellaeon could be trusted, and the Force was telling her the same thing. “He’s defending a Galactic Alliance asset. Think how strange that must feel to him.”

Han chuckled ruefully. “I guess. It’s just that I’ve never been one for taking orders—from anyone. I hope this newfound camaraderie between us isn’t going to make him think that’s about to change.”

Leia smiled at her husband; one hand fondly massaged his neck. “I’m sure Pellaeon’s fully aware of that, Han.”

The comm unit crackled back to life, this time with a female voice—obviously the commander whom the Grand
Admiral had mentioned.

“Your primary target is the destroyer Kur-hashan,”
she said. A flood of charts and other data accompanied the message on the Falcon’s monitors. “This is a yammoskbearing vessel. Secondary targets are support vessels. Engage at will. Right to Rule out.”

Han punched a course into the navicomputer. “You got that, Selonia?”

“Loud and clear,” came back the voice of Captain
Mayn.

“Jag?”

“Twin Suns awaits your orders, Captain,” Jag said.
He sounded calm and controlled, but underneath the cool exterior Leia knew he was primed and ready for combat.

“Are we about to do what I think we’re about to do?”
Droma asked, somewhat nervously.

“You’re the one always second-guessing everyone,”
Han replied. “You tell us.”

“It doesn’t take much foresight to know we’re still outnumbered. While it’s nice that we have company and all, it still only makes two Star Destroyers against sixteen of the big uglies.”

“I know,” Han said, a wide, familiar grin settling onto his face. “It makes it so much more interesting when the odds are stacked against you, don’t you think?”

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First Chapter

Leia literally took a backseat during the flight to Esfandia. Trying to compete with her husband and Droma was too exhausting, and, ultimately, pointless. At times it seemed their affinity wasn't entirely amicable, but it was perfectly natural. They'd hardly stopped talking since the Ryn had come aboard. Bringing each other up to date on events since they'd parted at Fondor, they covered everything from sneaky tactics to Anakin's death. After the latter, Droma had left the bridge for a while, to sing a plaintive lay in a language Leia didn't understand, but then he'd returned with a story about one of his exploits in the Senex sector. The tale was as tall as a Bolenian hillspinner,
but it served its purpose by easing the pall of melancholy that had engulfed the Falcon.

"So they started taking apart the tanker module," Han
was saying now, relating one of his own stories to Droma,
his mood far removed from the grief that had consumed
him earlier.

"Which you said was filled with liquid hydrogen."

"Yeah, but destroying the tanker didn't stop the hydrogen.
If anything, it spread out a little, exactly as
planned."

"Why?" Droma asked, frowning. "Hydrogen won't
burn without oxygen."
"That's what Goldenrod said. That's the trouble with
droids: no imagination. As our shields failed, I told Leia
and Jacen to punch holes through the cruiser's hull with
our quads. Before I could tell those scarheads to eat ions,
there was more than enough oxygen for the hydrogen to
react with. The cruiser went up so fast we had a tough
time dodging the pieces. After that, it was just a matter of
getting out of there. The fewskips we left behind weren't
putting up much of a fight."

"Understandably. I hear Vong skips are useless once
they're cut off from their yammosks."

"Well, they're not completely useless," Han said, "but
it does give you an advantage."

Droma shrugged. "Speaking of yammosks, I've heard
some stories about them that would make your tail stand
on end!"

Leia listened to the banter but offered nothing toward
the conversation. Instead, she concentrated on the information
Droma had provided them: communications had
indeed been lost with the Unknown Regions. The destruction
of the base on Generis and the attack on Esfandia appeared
to be the source of the disruption. A free-floating
proto-world, Esfandia had long since cut free from whatever
star had given birth to it, but still had enough radioactivity
bubbling in its core to sustain a liquid atmosphere.
It wasn't the most hospitable of places, but it didn't need
to be. A skeleton crew of about a dozen people, mainly
technicians, normally inhabited the relay outpost, which
had been hastily converted from a scientific station at
the beginning of the war with the Yuuzhan Vong. Since
Luke's mission had entered the Unknown Regions, the
Galactic Alliance's military presence around Esfandia had
been upgraded to two squadrons of X-wings and a frigate
by the name of Corellian Way. What had happened to
those forces was unknown. The relay staff only had time
to broadcast a message alerting their superiors on Mon
Calamari that they were under attack by the Yuuzhan
Vong before all communications had been lost.

That wasn't necessarily a sure sign of disaster. The
relay base was designed to resist such attacks. Imperial
AT-AT technology had been adapted to the cold soup of
Esfandia's environment, creating a giant, mechanical, crablike
construction capable of moving from place to place
at a slow but steady pace. Such mobility was an advantage,
given that most of the world was studded with
receivers sensitive enough to detect transmissions from
deep in the Unknown Regions. The base was designed to
circumnavigate the globe, maintaining the receivers, while
the technicians remained safely inside. That the ability to
move made it easier to hide when attacked was a bonus.

The base, therefore, could have simply gone to ground,
tucked away in a crevasse or under the thick silt of the atmospheric
soup. If it could be found, it could be reactivated.
Assuming, of course, that the Yuuzhan Vong hadn't
found it first and destroyed it for good.

Leia sent her thoughts outward, far beyond her location
in hyperspace, beyond Esfandia and whatever awaited
them there, to her brother, Luke. The last message Cal
Omas had received from him suggested he'd found a
promising lead and was setting off to investigate. He
hadn't specified what that lead consisted of or where he
was headed, and now there was no way they would know
unless they repaired the communications outage. Leia
had no doubt that, were anything terrible to happen to
him, then she would know about it. She would feel it,
just as she had in the past. Nevertheless, she was concerned.
So much was invested in his mission—personally,
and on a galactic scale—that if something were to go
wrong, it would be a disaster of unimaginable proportions.

The conversation between her husband and his old
friend shifted as the Falcon's console began to beep and
flash, announcing that they were nearing their destination.

"Right on the nose," Han said proudly, flipping switches
in readiness for the return to realspace.

"And we didn't even have to get out and push,"
Droma said dryly.

"Yeah, that's real amusing," Han returned without
smiling. "Now you want to move your funny, fuzzedup
self out of that chair so Leia can come forward and
help me?"

"No, that's all right, Han," she said as Droma began
to stand. "I'm sure Droma can manage."

She couldn't say that she was enjoying the break from
routine, but it was interesting to watch Han's interaction
with the Ryn. Memories of the terrible time when Han
had pulled away from her while grieving for Chewbacca
still stung, but only Droma had witnessed how low Han
had really sunk back then. If having the Ryn aboard did
remind Han of those painful times, he certainly wasn't
letting it show.

"You remember how to operate the copilot's board?"

Han asked Droma without looking up from what he was
doing.

"Follow orders, and curse when something goes
wrong," Droma replied with a smile. "Which it invariably
does."

Han affected an indignant expression on behalf of his
beloved freighter. "Hey, she may be old—"
"But she's still got it where it counts, right?" Droma
said.

"What have I told you about doing that?" Han said
irritably.

Droma laughed. "Anyway, it's not the age of the ship
that worries me," he said, flicking a couple of switches of
his own. "It's the age of the pilot I'm more concerned
about."

The navicomputer bleeped, cutting off any retort Han
might have been about to offer. Both faced the front just
as the sweeping streaks of hyperspace dissolved into a
cold and distant starscape. There was no primary to dim
the stars with its glare; the nearest inhabited system in
this section of the Mid Rim was more than ten light years
away, and the nearest star of any kind was half that
distance. There was nothing for trillions of kilometers
but space dust, and the tiny bauble that was the lonely
world of Esfandia.

Or so it should have been. As Pride of Selonia along
with Twin Suns Squadron emerged from hyperspace alongside
the Falcon, Droma's eyes checked the sensor console
for the orphaned planet. The Falcon's sensor suite was
still ahead of standard tech, and it soon acquired the target.
It was covered with thick clouds, and glowed a burnt
orange in artificial colors that looked wrong to Leia's
eyes until she realized what was missing: because Esfandia
had no sun, its sole source of heat lay at its core. And
with no orbit to follow, that meant it would have no seasons,
either—which in turn meant no icy poles, and no
broiling equator. It would be the same temperature all
over.

Closer scans, however, revealed that not to be entirely
the case. There were at least six hot spots on the hemisphere
facing them, and even as they watched, another
blossomed into life.

Droma zoomed in closer to examine the cause.

"Aerial bombardment," he said. "Someone's dropping
mines from orbit."

"They're taking out the sensors," Leia said. "The Yuuzhan
Vong are still here!"

Han's eyes darted across the displays in front of him.

"I've got a strong presence in close orbit. Seven capital
vessels, nine cruisers. Not many skips detached, though.
No sign of the local defenses, or the reinforcements from
Mon Cal."

"I think I can guess why not, too," Droma commented.

Leia knew exactly what he meant. The Yuuzhan Vong
force in orbit over Esfandia was enormous by any standard.
Against the two squadrons and one frigate Esfandia
had possessed, plus the two squadrons Mon Calamari
had dispatched to investigate, it was almost obscene.
Overkill didn't cover it.

"I thought the Vong's resources were stretched," Droma
said.

Han just grunted. A crackle of information flowed
across newly reopened communications lines. Captain
Mayn and Jag were looking for instructions.

"Tell them to hold off for a moment," Leia ordered.

"We can't go in like this. It'd be suicide."

Han turned in his seat to face her. "We can't just leave,
Leia."

She nodded in agreement. "The relay base must still be
down there, otherwise the Yuuzhan Vong wouldn't be
wasting time taking out the sensors. Without the base,
none of it would work."

"So what are we going to do?" Han asked. "They're
going to see us any second."

Leia stood to look over Han's shoulder, placing a hand
gently on his neck. The Yuuzhan Vong forces were formidable.
"If we can get past the capital ships, we might
be able to make it down into the atmosphere and find the
base before they do."

"Then what?" Droma asked. "We'd be in exactly the
same position as the base. It would just be a matter of
time before they find us."

She could feel her frustration mounting as a solution
to the dilemma failed to present itself. If they had to
abandon Esfandia, they might still be able to jury-rig another
relay base elsewhere that would allow them to
reestablish contact with Mon Calamari.

She shook her head irritably. It would still mean leaving
innocents here on Esfandia to die, and the thought of
that simply made her feel ill, reminding her as it did of
the time back on Gyndine, where so many had to be
abandoned to a cruel fate.

There has to be another way, she thought.

Almost in answer to the thought, a bleeping sounded
from the sensor suite, announcing hyperspace emissions
from the far side of the planet.

"Incoming," Droma announced, his tail wrapped
around the base of his chair, gently twitching.

"That's all we need," Han muttered. "Maybe it's time
we bid a hasty retreat, after all."

"Hold on." Leia switched vantage points to look over
Droma's shoulder. "I don't think they're Yuuzhan Vong.
Broadcast an emergency on the Imperial codes."

"Imperial—?" Han started, but clammed up at a glance
at the scanner display. The corner of his mouth curled up
into a grin as he sent off the coded transmission. "Well, I
never thought I'd be glad to see a Star Destroyer."
Not just one of them, Leia noted. Two of the massive
vessels were lumbering out of hyperspace over Esfandia,
fully equipped with support vessels and TIE fighters
already streaming from launching bays. The way they
swooped in to engage the Yuuzhan Vong filled her with
an immediate sense of optimism and kinship.

She didn't immediately recognize the markings on the
Star Destroyers, but judging by the blast scoring and
other minor damage, it looked like they'd both recently
seen combat.

The Falcon's comm bleeped, and Han quickly answered
it. It was Grand Admiral Pellaeon.

"I should have known I'd find the Millennium Falcon
here," he said. "You're always at the heart of trouble."

Leia felt a smile creep across her face. "It's good to
hear from you, Gilad."

"As it is you, Princess," he said.

"That's not Chimaera you're flying," Han put in. "It
looks too old."

"It's Right to Rule," Pellaeon said. "One of the oldest
in the fleet. We've been chasing this sorry bunch halfway
across the galaxy, trying to restrict the amount of damage
they inflict. We lost them at the last jump, which is
why we've only just arrived. Our intelligence data on your
remote stations is sadly out of date."

"Not as good as theirs, obviously," Leia said.

"We're here to try to turn our luck around now."

"I'm glad to hear it."

"Are you joining us?"

"We're at your command, Admiral." Leia said.

"I'll have targets for you shortly. Commander Ansween
will relay them to you." Then, almost as an afterthought,
the Grand Admiral added: "Nice to be fighting
beside you finally, Captain Solo."

Han looked up at Leia when the line closed a moment
later. "We're taking orders from an Imperial now?"

"Things have changed," she said. Her heart was telling
her that Pellaeon could be trusted, and the Force was
telling her the same thing. "He's defending a Galactic Alliance
asset. Think how strange that must feel to him."

Han chuckled ruefully. "I guess. It's just that I've never
been one for taking orders—from anyone. I hope this
newfound camaraderie between us isn't going to make
him think that's about to change."

Leia smiled at her husband; one hand fondly massaged
his neck. "I'm sure Pellaeon's fully aware of that, Han."

The comm unit crackled back to life, this time with a
female voice—obviously the commander whom the Grand
Admiral had mentioned.

"Your primary target is the destroyer Kur-hashan,"
she said. A flood of charts and other data accompanied
the message on the Falcon's monitors. "This is a yammoskbearing
vessel. Secondary targets are support vessels. Engage
at will. Right to Rule out."

Han punched a course into the navicomputer. "You
got that, Selonia?"

"Loud and clear," came back the voice of Captain
Mayn.

"Jag?"

"Twin Suns awaits your orders, Captain," Jag said.
He sounded calm and controlled, but underneath the
cool exterior Leia knew he was primed and ready for
combat.

"Are we about to do what I think we're about to do?"
Droma asked, somewhat nervously.

"You're the one always second-guessing everyone,"
Han replied. "You tell us."

"It doesn't take much foresight to know we're still
outnumbered. While it's nice that we have company and
all, it still only makes two Star Destroyers against sixteen
of the big uglies."

"I know," Han said, a wide, familiar grin settling onto
his face. "It makes it so much more interesting when the
odds are stacked against you, don't you think?"

Copyright© 2003 by Sean Williams and Shane Dix
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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 21, 2012

    Star wars is so horrible

    I really dont hink they hould make so many books. Talk about desprate. They really should make other books that have nothing to do with starwars

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  • Posted January 12, 2010

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    I Also Recommend:

    Great conclusion to the Force Heretic (NJO) trilogy

    Sekot meets the Jedi and makes a decision. Tahiri begins a new life. The heresy of the Yuuzhan Vong's 'Prophet' spreads. The Ryn network comes to the rescue. Action-packed! All of the factions are joining to fight the mighty Overlord Shimmra. Great book. I highly recommend to any Star Wars/Sci-fi reader.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 26, 2003

    NJO- The Final Prophecy is last

    I just love NJO. however 'Unifying Force' is not the last one. I beleive 'The Final Prophecy' is going to be. Where it is Anakin that comes back to life or if Ben Skywalker (Lukes son) is the one I cant tell. Whatever the case may be, it will great but also sad that it will be the end but as the old saying goes 'all good things must come to a end' Enjoy!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 20, 2004

    Jaina & Jag

    OMG!!!! I thought that Jaina and Zekk were a good couple in the YJK books but this is sooo much better. I mean reading other online reveiws nobody talks about Jaina and Jag that much but they definetley deserve to be recognized. I mean they are so meant to be together because they're like total opposites ( except for the flying thing ) but that's what makes them sooo great. I'm only 13 and started reading the books like the courtship of princess leia and all the ones after that in september and am just about to finish the series. But haven't any of you realized that all the couples in the Skywalker/Solo family married people totally different from them! Zekk was my favorite but he and Jaina never had real romance except for a hug or kiss on the cheek here and there. It is so obvious that Jag totally cares for her because he was totally like out of his mind when he found out that no one could get her to wake up while helping Tahiri/Riina. He took a total step by telling Jaina that he loved her because he's not the type of character to do that. It leaves hope that maybe Jaina might end up normal after all. If you agree write me!!! I love to talk about SW especially because I'm a teenage girl who has grown up hearing about Star Wars from my uncles and totally love it!!!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 13, 2004

    The living planet speaks

    When I first read of this planet with sentience in Rogue Planet, I didn't like the premise at all. It seemed yet another vehicle to say 'Look, Anakin is special' and to showcase the inexplicable bumbling of Obi-Wan. In this series, the thinking planet makes some sense. It ties in well with the Vong utilizing living weaponry. I was a sucker for the scenes in this book when Luke looked at his father as a boy. I liked this book the best of the three in this little 'trilogy', and I feel relieved that the end of the series is near....

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 6, 2003

    Pretty good, but wheres the action???

    Well this book is a pretty good interlude, but its lack of action is disapointing. I really like the way Tahiri turns out, and the the developing relationship between Jaina and Jag. I also liked the Prophet part. It makes the Yuuzhan Vong more complex.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 20, 2003

    This book is really boring

    THe entire Force Heretics books were such a drag I had a hard time reading them. I luv the NJO books but these books were a wast of time

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 17, 2003

    Force Heretic III: Reunion (Star Wars: The New Jedi Order Series)

    I have read many books and I am always searching for a good book or better yet a good series. I love Star Wars I grew as a kid watching the classics at age 7 and have been hooked ever since. I have grown up reading star wars books, if you too have read many of the expanded universe books then you can appreciate how diverse this series is from the rest of the Star Wars galaxies books. This series has to be the most unique and addictive out there, not to mention the longest rivaling only the Young Jedi Knights series in length. Is this to be the end of the Star Wars Universe? I don't know alot of people have speculated whether this is the end or not and if the books to come will just fill in gaps between these last books and the begining of the saga. All I can say is if this is the end then what a finale! If you're new to this series I suggest you start from the begining with Vector Prime or you will miss alot. I have heard alot of people complaing the Force Heretic books are just filler, well if these charecters play major rolls in the last books shouldn't we have a better look at them? I have enjoyed every book in this series and I hope if you read them you do too.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 21, 2003

    Not that great

    I believe that the mechanics of the Force Heretic books hurt the titles the most. Overall the books were slow and relatively hard to read, having only 4 ¿Parts¿ per book instead of 20-30 chapters. This does not give the reader many good stopping points, so they are almost forced to read the book in a few long sittings, not have any time to stop and digest what they have read, or find their own stopping points along the way. There were many plot breaks were chapter lines could have easily been drawn within each part of the book. I do realize that this is a personal preference and reading style. As per the actual story content it is easy to say that it was less than stellar. If you are reading the NJO series I¿m hoping the revelations from these books prove to be 'necessary' reading for the final 2 books in the series, as they should hopefully be. Other than that they seem only to be bridgework to the denouement of the series, nothing too special.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 25, 2003

    A great transitionary novel

    Though not as action packed as other NJO titles, Force Heretic III: Reunion is a great story. It's a transitionary novel that helps the story keep moving but also brings to light a lot of insightful concepts and Ideas. To any who would degrade this work I say, give it a chance. The SW Universe is being comprised by numerous authors and not ever book is going to contain a pivitol point of a war that is taking up around five years of the SW time line. This book provides new insights into characters and the Force; taking some interesting and unexpected twists that any true SW fan will enjoy.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 8, 2003

    Disappointing

    The headline of this review sums up the Dix/Williams NJO trilogy in general. Reunion wasn't the pivotal book that I hoped it to be. Zenoma Sekot was a let down that should have been found in Remnant. The action is subpar with Dix/Williams, and I found myself reading the books to simply finish them so I would be ready for the next book by Greg Keyes (THANK GOD!). Dix/Williams also treated Jacen Solo's character like Traitor never happened which I felt was a huge injustice to Jacen's character,the readers, and Stover(who made Jacen Solo cool again)! I hoped Reunion was going to push this trilogy over the top, but instead it fell short and left me scratching my head instead of wanting more from Dix/Williams.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 3, 2003

    FIller?

    The whole Force Heretic adventure seemed a lot like filler or padding to push this series out as far as possible. They found Zonama Sekot, cool. But why did we have to suffer through so many short trips and side steps getting there? And I really hope Han and Leia's whirlwind tour of the Outer Rim leads to something worthwhile in the last two books, cuz Tahiri's little story could sure have been played out in one book rather than over the course of three.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 20, 2003

    Shining point in the series

    This trilogy is a bright point in the series as the authors were able to keep the action going but were also able to flesh out the characters, especially Jagged Fel, more. I thought the best part of the series was seeing the action from Jag's point of view as for the most part, he has been silent. Excellent work from the authors and I hope we see more from them.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 16, 2003

    phenomenal!

    All the characters were exactly as you know them to be; the relationships are warm and vibrantly described; how Tahiri turns out is truly mind blowing! Jacen's moral dilemma is very easy to sympathize with; it really builds the anticipation for what will happen in book 19, as to whether taking Sekot's offer was a good thing, a bad thing, or somewhere in between. I really liked Jaina and Jag's relationship getting more defined and closer. As for Danni and Jacen, the sparks want to seem to ignite, but something's shorting them out--can't tell what yet. I liked the entire series, the way Pellaeon and the Bakuran situation were drawn in from before. The fact that Yvethan civilization was wiped out really blew my mind; they're not exactly wimps. I am actually waiting to exhale for Final Prophecy.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 2, 2003

    Force Heretic III: Reunion (Star Wars: The New Jedi Order Series)

    I was highly discouraged by the earlier Force Heretic books, esp. #2. But this one really shows that the authors clearly shaped up. All of the characters are on tap, the action scenes are specific, and events happen for a reason. This is Star Wars as I like to read it. After this novel, I would gladly welcome Williams & Dix back into the fold to write future SW books. For the reviewer who was concerned about the CD, that will be included w/ NJO:The Unifying Force, the last hardcover in November 2003. For everyone else, the pic on this cover is Jacen and Danni Quee; the pic on the next book, Final Prophecy, is Tahiri. And as a further treat for the SW fans, SW.com announced that Denning is going to write a new SW trilogy set AFTER the NJO. By the way, I'm very glad Tahiri's back in action. The only people who need to be brought back into the fold at this point are Wedge, Janson, Tycho, Hobbie, Tenel Ka, and Zekk. There's no need to be worried about a letdown with this title; if you've read any of the NJO, pick it up and enjoy.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 8, 2003

    serious star wars fan

    I feel that a lot of the star wars books in this series have been well written, except these last two. I hope that the two before this one have just been buildups for this book but it kinda seems unlikely i wouldnt have as much trouble with these books if characters would just stop changing. They build jacen up to be an amazing warrior in traitor, but then he just changes into someone who is once more frightened to do anything. Way back in balance point he was doing the same negotiating that he is doing in these last two. there now i have let out my rage at just one of the inconsistencies in these books!!!!!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 5, 2003

    One of the best

    Loved it. If you like Tahiri this book isvery good.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 6, 2003

    the force was with this book. the best of the force heretic books

    it was one of the best star wars book in the new jedi order. i think that jacen solo is no jedi knight he needs his rank to be raised from jedi knight to jedi master with his gift of the force the jedi order will have peace once and for all. now that zonama sekot is in the fight with the yuuzhan vong the tides of war will be turning and the yuuzhan vong will be sent back to the dark pit which they came from.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 3, 2003

    Everyone dies...twice

    I figured since everyone these days is writing reviews without reading the book I should too. I hope Luke dies. He is so boring he isn't worth a page of print. I'm sorry, you also don't leave your child that young and go rescue the galaxy. I hope Ben kills Luke and Mara for it. Jacen becomes a mumbling idiot, Jaina crashes into a sun, Han and Leia meet Chewie and the Yuuzhan Vong realize they came to the wrong galaxy and pack up and leave. Oh yeah Zenoma Zekot & Coruscant get married and produce another galaxy. So there.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2003

    Wait for the Reader's Digest Version

    I think it took the authors three books to develop the characters for the final books. These books were the most boring of the bunch, but you have to suffer through them if you're hooked on the series. Now that everything's finally set up, maybe the Galaxy can kick some scarred UV butt!

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