{"product_id":"outbound-flight-star-wars-legends-isbn-9780593600603","title":"Outbound Flight: Star Wars Legends","description":"\u003cb\u003eOn an epic voyage far beyond the Republic, the Jedi will confront their most extraordinary enemy—and test the limits of honor and sacrifice against their most devastating challenge.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Clone Wars have yet to erupt when Jedi Master Jorus C’baoth petitions the Senate for support of a singularly ambitious undertaking: the dream of Outbound Flight. Six Jedi Masters, twelve Jedi Knights, and fifty thousand men, women, and children will embark—aboard a gargantuan vessel, equipped for years of travel—on a mission to contact intelligent life and colonize undiscovered worlds beyond the known galaxy.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Unknown to the famed Jedi Master, the launch of the mission is secretly being orchestrated by an unlikely ally: the evil Sith Lord Darth Sidious, who has his own reasons for wanting Outbound Flight to move forward.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Yet Darth Sidious is not the mission’s most dangerous challenge. Once underway, the starship crosses paths at the edge of Unknown Space with the forces of the alien Chiss Ascendancy and a brilliant mastermind named Thrawn. Even Jedi knight Obi-Wan Kenobi, aboard Outbound Flight with his young Padawan student Anakin Skywalker, cannot help to avert disaster. What begins as a peaceful Jedi mission is violently transformed into an all-out war for survival against staggering odds—and the most diabolical of adversaries.\u003cb\u003eTimothy Zahn\u003c\/b\u003e is the author of more than sixty novels, nearly ninety short stories and novelettes, and four short-fiction collections. In 1984, he won the Hugo Award for Best Novella. Zahn is best known for his \u003ci\u003eStar Wars\u003c\/i\u003e novels (\u003ci\u003eThrawn, Thrawn: Alliances, Thrawn: Treason, Thrawn Ascendancy: Chaos Rising, Thrawn Ascendancy: Greater Good, Heir to the Empire, Dark Force Rising, The Last Command, Specter of the Past, Vision of the Future, Survivor's Quest, Outbound Flight, Allegiance, Choices of One\u003c\/i\u003e, and \u003ci\u003eScoundrels\u003c\/i\u003e), with more than eight million copies of his books in print. Other books include \u003ci\u003eStarCraft: Evolution\u003c\/i\u003e, the Cobra series, the Quadrail series, and the young adult Dragonback series. Zahn has a BS in physics from Michigan State University and an MS from the University of Illinois. He lives with his family on the Oregon coast.1\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      The light freighter Bargain Hunter moved through space,   silver-gray against the blackness, the light of the distant stars   reflecting from its hull. Its running lights were muted, its navigational  beacons quiet, its viewports for the most part as dark as the space around  it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Its drive gunning for all it was worth.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Hang on!” Dubrak Qennto barked over the straining roar of the engines.  “Here he comes again!”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Clenching his teeth firmly together to keep them from chattering, Jorj  Car’das got a grip on his seat’s armrest with one hand as he finished  punching coordinates into the nav computer with the other. Just in time;  the Bargain Hunter jinked hard to the left as a pair of brilliant green  blaster bolts burned past the bridge canopy. “Car’das?” Qennto called.  “Snap it up, kid.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “I’m snapping, I’m snapping,” Car’das called back, resisting the urge to  point out that the outmoded nav equipment was Qennto’s property, not his.  As was the lack of diplomacy and common sense that had gotten them into  this mess in the first place. “Can’t we just talk to them?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Terrific idea,” Qennto bit out. “Be sure to compliment Progga on his  fairness and sound business sense. That always works on Hutts.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    The last word was punctuated by another cluster of blaster shots, this  group closer than the last. “Rak, the engines can’t hold this speed  forever,” Maris Ferasi warned from the copilot’s seat, her dark hair  flashing with green highlights every time a shot went past.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Doesn’t have to be forever,” Qennto said with a grunt. “Just till we have  some numbers. Car’das?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    On Car’das’s board a light winked on. “Ready,” he called, punching the  numbers over to the pilot’s station. “It’s not a very long jump, though—”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    He was cut off by a screech from somewhere aft, and the flashing blaster  bolts were replaced by flashing starlines as the Bargain Hunter shot into  hyperspace.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Car’das took a deep breath, let it out silently. “This is not what I  signed up for,” he muttered to himself. Barely six standard months after  signing on with Qennto and Maris, this was already the second time they’d  had to run for their lives from someone.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    And this time it was a Hutt they’d frizzled. Qennto, he thought darkly,  had a genuine talent for picking his fights.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “You okay, Jorj?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Car’das looked up, blinking away a drop of sweat that had somehow found  its way into his eye. Maris was swiveled around in her chair, looking back  at him with concern. “I’m fine,” he said, wincing at the quavering in his  voice.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Of course he is,” Qennto assured Maris as he also turned around to look  at their junior crewer. “Those shots never even got close.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Car’das braced himself. “You know, Qennto, it may not be my place to say  this—”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “It isn’t; and don’t,” Qennto said gruffly, turning back to his board.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Progga the Hutt is not the sort of person you want mad at you,” Car’das  said anyway. “I mean, first there was that Rodian—”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “A word about shipboard etiquette, kid,” Qennto cut in, turning just far  enough to send a single eye’s worth of glower at Car’das. “You don’t argue  with your captain. Not ever. Not unless you want this to be your first and  last tour with us.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “I’d settle for it not being the last tour of my life,” Car’das muttered.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “What was that?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Car’das grimaced. “Nothing.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Don’t let Progga worry you,” Maris soothed. “He has a rotten temper, but  he’ll cool off.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Before or after he racks the three of us and takes all the furs?” Car’das  countered, eyeing the hyperdrive readings uneasily. That mauvine nullifier  instability was definitely getting worse.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Oh, Progga wouldn’t have racked us,” Qennto scoffed. “He’d have left that  to Drixo when we had to tell her he’d snatched her cargo. You do have that  next jump ready, right?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Working on it,” Car’das said, checking the computer. “But the hyperdrive—”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Heads up,” Qennto interrupted. “We’re coming out.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    The starlines collapsed back into stars, and Car’das keyed for a full  sensor scan.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    And jerked as a salvo of blaster shots sizzled past the canopy.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Qennto barked a short expletive. “What the frizz?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “He followed us,” Maris said, sounding stunned.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “And he’s got the range,” Qennto snarled as he threw the Bargain Hunter  into another series of stomach-twisting evasive maneuvers. “Car’das, get  us out of here!”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Trying,” Car’das called back, fighting to read the computer displays as  they bounced and wobbled in front of his eyes. There was no way it was  going to calculate the next jump before even Qennto’s luck ran out and the  fuming Hutt back there finally connected.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    But if Car’das couldn’t find a place for them to go, maybe he could find  all the places for them not to go . . .\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    The sky directly ahead was full of stars, but there was plenty of empty  black between them. Picking the biggest of the gaps, he punched the vector  into the computer. “Try this one,” he called, keying it to Qennto.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “What do you mean try?” Maris asked.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    The freighter rocked as a pair of shots caught it squarely on the aft  deflector. “Never mind,” Qennto said before Car’das could answer. He  punched the board, and once again the starlines lanced out and faded into  the blotchy hyperspace sky.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Maris exhaled in a huff. “That was too close.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Okay, so maybe he is mad at us,” Qennto conceded. “Now. Like Maris said,  kid, what do you mean, try this one?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “I didn’t have time to calculate a proper jump,” Car’das explained. “So I  just aimed us into an empty spot with no stars.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Qennto swiveled around. “You mean an empty spot with no visible stars?” he  asked ominously. “An empty spot with no collapsed stars, or pre-star dark  masses, or something hidden behind dust clouds? That kind of empty spot?”  He waved a hand toward the canopy. “And out toward the Unknown Regions on  top   of it?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “We don’t have enough data in that direction for him to have done a proper  calculation anyway,” Maris said, coming unex-  pectedly to Car’das’s defense.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “That’s not the point,” Qennto insisted.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “No, the point is that he got us away from Progga,” Maris said. “I think  that deserves at least a thank-you.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Qennto rolled his eyes. “Thank you,” he said. “Such thanks to be rescinded  if and when we run through a star you didn’t see, of course.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “I think it’s more likely the hyperdrive will blow up first,” Car’das  warned. “Remember that nullifier problem I told you about? I think it’s  getting—”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    He was cut off by a wailing sound from beneath them, and with a lurch the  Bargain Hunter leapt forward like a giffa on a scent.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Running hot!” Qennto shouted, spinning back to his board. “Maris, shut  ’er down!”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Trying,” Maris called back over the wailing as her fingers danced across  her board. “Control lines are looping—can’t get a signal through.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    With a curse, Qennto popped his straps and heaved his bulk out of his  seat. He sprinted down the narrow aisle, his elbow barely missing the back  of Car’das’s head as he passed. Poking uselessly at his own controls,  Car’das popped his own strap release and started to follow.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Car’das, get up here,” Maris called, gesturing him forward.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “He might need me,” Car’das said as he nevertheless reversed direction and  headed forward.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Sit,” she ordered, nodding sideways at Qennto’s vacated pilot’s seat.  “Help me watch the tracker—if we veer off this vector before Rak figures  out how to pull the plug, I need to know about it.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “But Qennto—”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Word of advice, friend,” she interrupted, her eyes still on her displays.  “This is Rak’s ship. If there are any tricky repairs to be made, he’s the  one who’ll make them.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Even if I happen to know more about a particular system than he does?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Especially if you happen to know more about it than he does,” she said  drily. “But in this case, you don’t. Trust me.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “Fine,” Car’das said with a sigh. “Such trust to be rescinded if and when  we blow up, of course.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    “You’re learning,” she said approvingly. “Now run a systems check on the  scanners and see if the instability’s bled over into them. Then do the  same for the nav computer. Once we get through this, I want to make sure  we can find our way home again.”The Essential Legends Collection","brand":"Random House Worlds","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46300324462821,"sku":"NP9780593600603","price":18.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780593600603.jpg?v=1767734371","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/outbound-flight-star-wars-legends-isbn-9780593600603","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}