An early look at the Clone Wars, Anakin becoming a Jedi Knight, and that business on Cato Neiomoidia. Star Wars Brotherhood is now available in paper and audiobook formats!

Obi-Wan and Anakin Skywalker are the most iconic duo from the Clone Wars era, maybe the most iconic duo in the whole Star Wars universe? Together they have faced the unimaginable; Sith Lords, ancient entities that embody the force itself, fearsome bounty hunters, assassins, dangerous creatures, and endless waves of battle droids. Saying that they have achieved great things would be an understatement.

Both of their personalities stand out from the rest of the Jedi Order, in their own way, each one is charismatic, outgoing, with a very defined character and core strengths. It’s going to be very interesting to see which one of these traits were already developed in this book. I wonder if we get to see a humbler side of Anakin that wasn’t present on the animated show.

When it comes to their relationship, the period between Attack of the Clones and Revenge of the Sith is where some of the most important events happen. Through the Clone Wars animated show, we’re able to witness some of the ups and downs they went through and most importantly, how both of them developed through a time of extraordinary crisis.

Star Wars Brotherhood tells a sequence of events that happened in the early Clone Wars. A devastating attack that decimates Cato Neimoidia, one of the key planets of the Trade Federation. To prevent the Republic from being framed for this horrible attack, the Jedi Council sends Obi-Wan Kenobi to investigate and bring the true criminal to justice.

Obi-Wan will be joined by a Neimoidian guard, together they’ll try to uncover the face of the true conspirator. This will not be the first time in the war that the Separatists try to draw a neutral planet into the war.

As a newly named Jedi Knight, Anakin Skywalker now finds himself on equal status with Obi-Wan, with this new title comes greater responsibilities, if Anakin makes a questionable decision or a fatal mistake, Obi-Wan can no longer protect him from the consequences.

But old habits die hard, and Skywalker is a stubborn one. He’s known for frequently disobeying both his master and the council’s orders, this time is no exception. Against the advice of everyone, he’ll join the party, for better or worse.

With the help of uncommon allies, Anakin and Obi-Wan will join forces to reveal the individual who’s pulling the strings from the shadows. Little do they know, this enemy is going to be a rock in their shoes for the remaining of the Clone Wars.

Mike Chen is an American Science Fiction author. This is the second time that he’s been involved in a Star Wars project, the first one was Star Wars: From a Certain Point of View. Some of his novels include We Could Be Heroes, Light Years From Home, and Beginning At The End.

Del Rey Books (Penguin Random House) are publishing this book. They have been involved in projects for major titles like; Halo, Spiderman, and God of War.

You can purchase Star Wars Brotherhood from Amazon (affiliate link) in three different formats: Hardcover, Ebook, or Audio. Jonathan Davis is the Narrator of the Audiobook. He has also narrated: Master & Apprentice, The Force Unleashed, Kenobi, Darth Bane’s Trilogy, and many more.

I’ll probably get the audio version due to the music and effects included in Star Wars audiobooks.

What do you expect to see in this story? Do you find it interesting or would you rather read another Star Wars book?

Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker must stem the tide of the raging Clone Wars and forge a new bond as Jedi Knights in a high-stakes adventure set just after the events of Star Wars: Attack of the Clones. The Clone Wars have begun. Battle lines are being drawn throughout the galaxy. With every world that joins the Separatists, the peace guarded by the Jedi Order is slipping through their fingers.    After an explosion devastates Cato Neimoidia, the jewel of the Trade Federation, the Republic is blamed and the fragile neutrality of the planet is threatened. The Jedi dispatch Obi-Wan Kenobi, one of the Order’s most gifted diplomatic minds, to investigate the crime and maintain the balance that has begun to dangerously shift. As Obi-Wan investigates with the help of a heroic Neimoidian guard, he finds himself working against the Separatists who hope to draw the planet into their conspiracy—and senses the sinister hand of Asajj Ventress in the mists that cloak the planet.   Amid the brewing chaos, Anakin Skywalker rises to the rank of Jedi Knight. Despite the mandate that Obi-Wan travel alone—and his former master’s insistence that he listen this time—Anakin’s headstrong determination means nothing can stop him from crashing the party, and bringing along a promising but conflicted youngling.   Once a Padawan to Obi-Wan, Anakin now finds himself on equal—but uncertain—footing with the man who raised him. The lingering friction between them increases the danger for everyone around them. The two knights must learn a new way to work together—and they must learn quickly, to save Cato Neimoidia and its people from the fires of war. To overcome the threat they face they must grow beyond master and apprentice. They must stand together as brothers.

Cato Neimoidia was a world of mist.

High above that mist, cliffs and branches poked through, carved at all angles into immense mountainous spires. The thick stone of the planet’s largest rock arches and peaks loomed, casting shadows in a seemingly infinite stretch before being absorbed into the dense vapor below. Between, over, and on top of these natural wonders hung gilded cities with ornate towers and reflective sidings, structures suspended as bridges between massive colossal ridges.

But Cato Neimoidia did have something beneath all of that, a foundational layer at the base of the thick fog. On normal days, taking the journey from Cato Neimoidia’s bridge cities to the surface meant a gradual descent into an ever-thickening blanket of white.

Today, however, was not a normal day.

Because today, something had gone terribly wrong. And the lower the shuttle flew, the more the milky hue of the mist darkened as harsh streams of blackened ash mixed in.

Ruug Quarnom had seen destruction all her life. As an elite commando of the Neimoidian Defense Legion, she’d dealt with explosives and blasterfire, rockets and shrapnel. And death—so much death, most of it by her own doing courtesy of the custom sniper rifle that felt like an extension of her own limbs.

Murder and destruction. That was her life for so many years, doing the will of her government to carve out a better place for Neimoidians in the galaxy. Even now, in her new “assignment” as a royal guard for Cato Neimoidia’s capital city of Zarra, her goal remained the same: the protection of her people.

Ruug had taken the assignment in good faith, even though she knew it had been for questioning the judgment of the Trade Federation, a perspective considered dissent by those who held much more sway than a military grunt. Such good faith was being challenged right now, in a time when the galaxy dared to rip itself in two.

“Look at that,” said the voice of her young partner next to her. Ketar Nor’s mouth opened, holding a thought in limbo as a thick dull gray began to envelop their craft, visibility coming and going from the cockpit of their patrol ship. “It’s worse than I imagined.”

A steady hand. And open eyes. That was the only way to approach this. Not only for the flight to the surface, but to understand just what had occurred—and why. The call for all available security to go beneath the mist came so fast that Ruug piloted their craft on a direct downward path, leaving the port of a neighboring city and abandoning a scheduled prisoner transfer to plunge through the mist. They hadn’t even been informed of what they were investigating, just that an emergency so catastrophic had occurred that everyone within a two-hundred-kilometer radius was requested—no, ordered—to drop their tasks and go.

Details filled in over comm chatter. A bomb. No, several bombs. A building collapsed—no, an entire plaza.

No. Despite the speculation on the comms, the reality of the situation became clearer with each passing second.

And it was far beyond what anyone could have ever guessed.

An entire portion of the bridge city, the neighborhood known as Cadesura. Blocks and streets of Neimoidian civilization severed within an instant, the structural supports that fastened the district to the rest of Zarra evaporated in a blink.

All those people. All that life, dropped straight downward through the mist of Cato Neimoidia to a sudden violent fate, dirt and rock mashing into alloys and flesh.

Cato Neimoidia is neutral, Ruug thought. Despite the recent chaos of Geonosis, despite the use of Trade Federation battle droids, the war stayed an arm’s length away. Viceroy Nute Gunray led a splinter faction to ally with the Confederacy of Independent Systems; the Trade Federation proper was free from the influence of Count Dooku and his Separatist ideals. Senator Lott Dod made sure of that with his place within the heart of Republic politics.

But here, on the surface, Ruug’s eyes told her everything she needed to know. The twisted shrapnel of once-elegant structures now reduced to cracked and broken material, scattered into countless pieces. As their shuttle approached, the devastation amplified with each passing second. What appeared as a lump of rubble gradually formed into the jagged debris of buildings and bridges; closer still, as Ruug maneuvered the craft for a flat place to land, details came to life.

Not just the destruction of structures. But within the fallen wreckage, bodies. So many bodies, of so many ages, from so many walks of life. Bodies bent into impossible positions, thrown into places they shouldn’t have been due to the chaos of gravity.

And through it all, so much smoke, the massive plume of gray from above breaking down into individual currents of black the farther down they went, streams feeding a river of death. Ruug stepped out, flecks of ash landing on her dark-green skin, and even amid the cool air of the planet’s base, heat poked through in every direction from the endless fires entwining in and through and over what used to be mighty structures.

“Who . . .” Ketar started, swiveling his view all around. He blinked as he took in the horrific possibilities, his mouth open. “How . . .”

Ruug had seen Ketar driven by emotions on the job before, sometimes anger and sometimes fear—fear that he tried to hide, but she knew better. It came with an innocence, the type that only shattered after killing someone. For better or worse, such actions callused over fear, layers thickening with each successive murder. Yet the frozen expression on his face right now displayed his mix of emotions clearly, a grief stemming from a deeper well than he’d ever let on.

“Steady, Ketar,” she said, moving next to him. From a mound of rubble above, arms waved, along with a cry that someone had been found alive. “They need our help.”

“The Republic,” Ketar growled, his long fingers bending into a single shaking grip. “The Republic did this. They’re blaming us for Nute Gunray.”

“We don’t know that. And right now, it doesn’t matter.” Which was wrong, of course. The culprit behind this did matter, and whoever they were, they needed to be brought to justice. But there was a time and place for retribution. “Focus. They called us here to help people. That’s what we need to do.”

Though Ketar faced the team screaming for help above, their pleas seemed invisible to him. Instead, he stared blankly ahead, like everything was a hologram glitching in and out.

But it wasn’t. This was real, any doubt erased by the harsh burns entering her smell glands beneath her eyes. “Ketar,” Ruug said quietly.

“You’re right,” he said, suddenly nodding. His demeanor shifted, his catatonia abruptly swapped for movement with a very swift and direct purpose. The young guard grabbed his bag of medical supplies and ran off, as if a single person with a small case of bacta and synthflesh might make a difference.

Ketar’s youth carried an expected naïveté, an earnest desire to do right by his people. Ruug knew better; an individual had limitations, no matter how dedicated they were. She pulled out a small metallic circle, then clicked a button to generate a holographic map of the region. Around her, other transports landed: medical personnel, security officers, government officials, and people who simply wanted to help. So many of Ruug’s fellow Neimoidians zigged and zagged—some lifting up debris, some screaming into comms for help, and some pacing, head buried in hands. Droids of all sizes soared, a mix of small surveillance units flying in between larger rescue droids that dropped extinguishing chemicals, fire by fire.

No matter which direction she turned, her vision filled with devastation, all on a far greater scale than she could ever remember. She understood Ketar’s urge to dash off with bacta, the feeling that one person might be able to somehow fix all of this.

In a way, Ketar was right. They had to start somewhere.

Because even though Cato Neimoidia was neutral, it had been gravely wounded. And someone had to pay.

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