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-Padawan--
'So this is a Sith…'My master and I stood face to face with this creature of darkness within the hanger in the palace. Along with the royal guards and Queen Amidala herself, we had managed to fight our way into the palace. As we did, the assigned pilots boarded their battleships and flew off to disable the droidship that controlled the Trade Federations droid army. So far, the plan was going smoothly. With the Gungans holding off the bulk of the droid army, we were able to make it into the palace easily. We just had to apprehend the Viceroy and order him to stop this and relinquish his control over Naboo.
And then the gates opened…with him behind them…
We sensed him long before then, but his presence made him that much more threatening. The dark warrior was clad in black robes, but I saw the fiery yellow eyes that flared with hatred.
Hatred for the Jedi…
I had never seen a Sith Lord before, much less faced one. Dark Jedi, yes, but never one who was trained solely in the ways of the Dark Side of the Force; one whose sole purpose in life was our destruction. They were the complete opposite of the Jedi.
And that alone made them deadly…
I had only seen a glimpse of this warrior earlier while we were departing from Tatoonie, but the glimpse was enough to know the strength of this dark creature. He had managed to wear out Master Qui-Gon, one of the best swordsmen among the Jedi, in a matter of minute. Even though I would now join him, that image made me nervous of what may happen.
"Keep you focus on the here and now…"
My master's words rang clear through my mind. I could not worry about what may happen. I had to focus on right now. As the queen and her troops went off in a different direction, my master and I remained to face the Sith. We discarded our robes robe and unhooked our lightsaber. The shadowy warrior ignited his and I was surprised to see a second blade hum to life on the opposite end.
A dual lightsaber…
In unison, Qui-Gon and I ignited our sabers as well, one sapphire and on emerald. I decided to move first and I flipped over the Sith's head and attacked. But the creature deflected my blow while keeping his eyes on Qui-Gon. He was truly strong in the Force, and that was a problem. The fight began to build and we tried to press on. But the Sith warrior continued deflecting our blows and kicking us to the side. Backing away, he opened the gates to the palace generator system and the battle resumed. We were able to back him in further, but none of us were able to land a direct blow. In contrast, he was able to hit us or me in particular, knocking me off the ledge and onto a railing below.
By the time I had recovered, Qui-Gon was still in battle against the Sith and was now driving him back. I had never seen my master fight like this before. He wasn't holding back on any level. But the Sith was still deflecting his blows, even though he was being pushed back. I rushed to catch up to them, but the fight came to a standstill when the laser barriers separated two warriors as well as me from my master. I just hoped I would be able to reach them in time. The walls soon deactivated and my master attacked with renewed strength and energy. The walls came up, cutting me off from the battle once again. Now I was forced to wait while the two warriors dueled. The Sith began to increase his own attacks as well at for the moment, they fought evenly. But I knew the limits of my Master and I didn't know how long he could keep up at this intensity. I wanted to help, to be there for him. I just had to hope that I would make it in time.
And then time ran out…
I saw it all as if it went in slow motion. Qui-Gon struck down, forcing the Sith to defend. The Sith pushed back and clipped him in the chin, stunning him for a brief moment. A moment he used to whirl around and drive his blade through.
"NOOOOO!"
I didn't even realize that it was me screaming. Qui-Gon slumped to the floor and the Sith came to me, only to stop at seeing the field still up. But I could only look at my master's unmoving body on the floor. My gaze switched to the Sith, who began pacing in wait and I could swear that he was grinning. I felt my rage growing, and impatience began to come over me so much so that I began to hop in wait. Then we sensed it. The field was about to drop. Our sabers re-ignited and the field dropped. In an instant, I attacked, driving myself into the fight. We broke away and it was his turn to come at me. But I didn't allow it. I pressed in, using all the skills my master taught me against this creature, pushing him back, slashing his weapon in half and flooring him with a kick. But he recovered and moved away, gaining space in order to counterattack. I followed, but by then, he had engaged me once again. I struggled to keep up and for a moment, I thought I would be able to finish him. But he pushed back and used the Force to slam me backward and into the pit behind. I managed to grab a ledge within, but there was nowhere else to go, but up.
Where the Sith awaited…
I could only watch as he kicked my lightsaber down the shaft and into the nothingness below. I had been foolish. I let my anger and rage blind me, a dangerous stunt when facing a deadly opponent, especially one who wields the Dark Side. Now this was the result. I was trapped, disarmed and powerless. It would only be a matter of time now.
"…Be mindful of the living Force."
Qui-Gon…He always sought the living Force for guidance. I began to do the same, focusing on that aspect of the Force and letting it fill me. I felt no rage, no anger. Just calmness. The Sith meanwhile had been slicing the edge of the pit, taunting me wordlessly when I saw his face consort. But my focus was clear. I knew what I had to do. I kicked off the edge and soared upward and flipped overhead, landing on the opposite side of the Sith.
With Qui-Gon's saber in hand…
Without a thought, I ignited the saber and whirled around. The lightsaber flashed through the Sith and his face switch from surprise to blankness and his body fell back. I watched as his body fell apart and descended into the bottomless pit, gone from existence. I blinked once and moved over to my fallen master.
"Master."
His voice came, soft and weak. "Obi-Wan. Promise me that you'll train the boy."
The boy Qui-Gon brought from the desert planet of Tatoonie. The youth that he risked expulsion from the Order in order to train in the ways of the Jedi. Anakin Skywalker… I had felt that he was dangerous. But in the face of this, I could only comply.
"Yes master. I will."
"He…is the chosen one. He will bring balance… Train him." After that, he fell silent and so did I. All my training and hard work as a Jedi fell apart for me there as I wept over my fallen master. And I felt certain that I would never feel anything worse than this.
"Fluid, the future is…"