Star Wars: The Last Jedi

The Temple Mount

As the group of Jedi fled, Anakin fell back to the rear of the group, and began repeating the technique that they had used earlier.

Kit Fisto, noticing what he was doing, called out to him
"Place the stones so that is one is moved, the entire architecture shifts, then place the loaded weight of the roof on that specific column or wall."

Anakin proceeded to do so, and then raced to catch up with the rest of the Jedi as they came to a dead end. The scrollwork decorating the surrounding stonework was truly intricate and masterfully detailed, each block a veritable masterpiece of its own accord. He could have stood and studied the ancient artwork for days and still be enthused by it. The twists, spirals and lines all convalesced at a central point, a block in the solid wall that was smooth except for a recessed hole roughly an inch and a half in diameter. He eased closer to the block, and inspected it. He turned to question Master Sinube, but the Cosian Master beat him to it.

"We have never managed to open it. Impervious to lightsabers, and several meters thick. Solid stone of some composition. It would take an inordinate amount of ordnance to blast it, and doing so would bring it down on us."

Upon closer inspection, Anakin noted that the hole was lined with grooves... that seemingly matched his new saber. Unclipping it from his belt, he inserted it, emitter first into the hole, where once roughly four inches in, was sucked in until it was obscured completely. With a low rumble, the stone sunk into the floor, revealing a set of steps that lead up out of sight.

As soon as the entire party stepped through, the stone rose back up, incasing the stairway in black, until with a low pitched whirr, recessed lighting came on, bathing the stairway in a soft golden light.

Master Fisto murmured from the rear
"Good. The emergency lighting still works. That means the reserve generators are still operational, which means that hopefully the turbo lifts are still working. This is an ancient Council made "safe house", really an entire floor; roughly two miles under the Temple. Encased in planetary shield strength level shielding, and several layers of cortosis weave and phrik alloy blast doors. The Lightsaber store rooms, secondary security chambers, and secondary holocron vaults are down here. Stocked with enough rations to last two centuries, capable of housing ten thousand Jedi. Atmospheric recyclers and a small botanical garden ensure that the air will never run out. Several medbays, and a few star fighters and capital ships are down here as well."

Anakin stopped in his tracks

"Umm. Master Fisto, did you hit your head during the battle ? It would be impossible to get a capital ship down here, let alone out of here."

Kit Fisto laughed
"Anakin, I take it that you have never seen a copy of the true Temple schematics. Three thousand years ago, just before the Cold War; Jedi Masters Ven Zallow and Orgus Din directed the secret installation of this facility, and the installation of repulsor lift and hydraulic cylinders in the hollow caverns under the Temple. It was discovered roughly a thousand years ago, and has been kept up-to-date ever since. The cylinders would move the Temple apart, cleanly in half; and the vessel would rise up out of the landing pad. I know it's hard to believe, but trust me. It will work. It must work."

Anakin refused to let the doubt stirred up by Kit's words to move him. To stave off the tide of emotion, he continued the conversation:

"What types of capital ships are housed down here ? I don't see how they could keep something so big a secret."

A voice echoed from up ahead, followed by a figure stepping into the light

"You would be amazed Anakin; at what the Order pulled over our eyes, and hid under our very noses."

Anakin recognized the lithe, alluring form of a former ally, and one time enemy, Serra Keto. Except... something did not seem right. As she strode closer, he realized what seemed off. Her once petite bust had swelled to what he thought was a large D-cup; a reddish brown leather vest stretched taut over her torso. Either way, her breasts were far larger than hers. He was momentarily confused, then he remembered. She hailed from a planet where the populace went through two stages of puberty, and had a lifespan up to three times as long as a normal humans. They stopped aging around their mid twenties, then the aging process began again once they reached their two hundred fiftieth year. He looked closer. He noticed that she had let her hair grow out, and now wore it in a ponytail behind her head. He saw muscle on her arms and legs were little to none had been there before, and he became slightly afraid. He had barely beaten her before, merely out of pure luck; and with her being stronger, even if only slightly was not good for him if it came to a fight. Though, he would rather not fight her. He wouldn't mind doing several other things with her and to her; but not to fight her.