Title: Born To Suffer.
By: Ewan's girl
Description: Obi Wan Kenobi suffers throughout his life, even at an early age. Maybe he was made to suffer early, so he would be prepared for things to come. His master must learn to cope with this idea.
Spoilers: I don't think there are any, if there are, sorry. Maybe some from the JA series.
Disclaimer: God himself (George Lucas) owns all. I'm only borrowing them. I wish I owned Obi Wan, but I don't.
Rated R because of some graphic ideas and scenes of physical, mental, and sexual abuse. Not too graphic, but they do get somewhat disturbing.
*On a final note: this is my first fanfic that I'm putting on the site (more to come), but any advice or reviews you can give would be most appreciated. Also, bear with my grammar and spelling (not my strong points).
Chapter I:
Qui Gon Jinn slept peacefully in his own bed at the Jedi temple. It had been an exhausting mission for his padawan and himself, and sleep came easy. Little did he know that in the next room 16 year old Obi Wan Kenobi was battling a demon, not one of flesh and blood like the kind he and Qui Gon battle on distant planets, rather a demon in his mind. The nightmare seemed so real, but he didn't understand why. He watched in horror as a boy of about 3 years old get beaten by an older man. The boy seemed so small and helpless, yet he didn't cry; Obi Wan was impressed with the boy's courage. Finally Obi Wan witnessed the man take off his belt and beat the child over the head with it again, and again. While relentlessly shouting "You were a mistake Ben! Damn kid, just another mouth to feed! You're worthless Ben!" Blood began to seep down the child's head, and Obi Wan couldn't stand it anymore 'stop this! You must stop!' He was standing in the middle of the room, begging for the man to leave the child alone, but it wasn't working. He grew more desperate "No! Stop!" He cried out. He discovered that he was awake, but he felt sick to his stomach. He ran to the 'freshner barely making it in time to not throw up all over the floor. Qui Gon heard his padawan's cries and quickly rose out of bed. He found his young prot‚g‚ hovering over the toilet. Beads of sweat soaked his hair, and he was panting.
"Obi Wan?" Qui Gon asked, sounding like a concerned parent.
Obi Wan turned to his master, Qui Gon noticed the dark circles forming under his padawan's eyes. "Master? I'm so sorry I woke you."
Qui Gon knelt down next to Obi Wan; he put his hand on the young man's forehead to check his temperature. "Are you feeling alright padawan?"
"Yes master, it's...it's nothing really, I."
"If it were nothing you wouldn't be shouting in your sleep."
"I'm sorry master, it's silly really."
Qui Gon looked at his apprentice, he knew something was wrong, silly or not. "Obi Wan, tell me. I know you haven't slept in days. What's wrong?"
"It shouldn't bother me, I mean I'm 16 years old for force sake." Obi Wan looked almost embarrassed.
"What is it?"
"Dreams master."
Now Qui Gon knew Obi Wan had a gift for having very prophetic dreams, very few Jedi had the kind of accuracy his padawan had. Maybe it is more of a curse than a gift Qui Gon thought to himself. "Tell me your dreams padawan." Qui Gon said, as he led Obi Wan to the couch in the sitting area.
"I see a boy, a human boy. He's maybe 2 or 3 years old. Then I see a man, a very angry man. Lately the man has been hurting the child. He's done such terrible things master. He told the boy that he was worthless, and...he beat him again and again." Qui Gon noticed Tears forming in Obi Wan's blue eyes. "I don't understand. Why do I see such things? I don't know this boy." Obi Wan put his head in his hands and sobbed. Qui Gon drew him in for an embrace; Obi Wan laid his head on his master's chest. Qui Gon stroked the young man's spikey hair.
"These are very disturbing images indeed." He said in a soothing tone. "I..I think I can give you a clue about who the boy is." Obi Wan looked at his master, clearly confused. "About 14 years ago my new apprentice Xanatos and I were sent on a mission to a planet called Dantooine. The mission was so simple; I didn't understand why Jedi became involved. As we were preparing to depart, I felt a great disturbance in the force."
Obi Wan didn't understand what his master was getting at. "Master?"
Qui Gon continued his story. "I left Xanatos on our ship, and I ventured to where I sensed the disturbance, the force led me to a small house on the outskirts of town. As I walked up to the house, I noticed the terrible living conditions in which this poor family had to endure. I looked inside the window, and saw something that to this day disturbs and angers me greatly. I saw a man beat his child with a belt, over and over. Then to my horror, he picked the child up and threw him against the wall. I know he was planning to kill the boy." Qui Gon shuddered at the memories.
Obi Wan cringed. "That's awful master."
"While the child was lying on the floor, dying, I felt him call out with the force. Which surprised me that a child so young could call to me. I burst through the door and stopped the man from hurting the child further. I told him who I was, and that the child was coming with me. The man didn't protest, but a woman who came out from the back room was crying, but I didn't give them a choice in the matter. I cradled the small child in my arms; he was so weak and thin. I could feel him slipping away, so I knew I had to be quick to get him to the healers." Qui Gon turned to his padawan, who was looking at his master in awe.
"But master, you took the child without permission?"
"Yes padawan, and while it was wrong, I felt it was more wrong to let the child die."
Obi Wan remembered his dreams, and the awful feeling he got when he watched the poor child get flung around like a rag doll. "I would've done the same thing master."
Qui Gon put a reassuring hand on his apprentice's shoulder and smiled. Obi Wan yawned. "You really should try to sleep Obi Wan. Just remember, the boy is safe, believe me."
Obi Wan yawned again, and stretched, and headed to his room. "Goodnight master, and thank you." With that he disappeared into his room.
Qui Gon watched his "son" go to bed, 'my how he has grown' he thought to himself. He knew it had been wrong to take Obi Wan "Ben" Kenobi away from his parents without their permission, but he was glad he did, because he couldn't imagine his life without this boy.
By: Ewan's girl
Description: Obi Wan Kenobi suffers throughout his life, even at an early age. Maybe he was made to suffer early, so he would be prepared for things to come. His master must learn to cope with this idea.
Spoilers: I don't think there are any, if there are, sorry. Maybe some from the JA series.
Disclaimer: God himself (George Lucas) owns all. I'm only borrowing them. I wish I owned Obi Wan, but I don't.
Rated R because of some graphic ideas and scenes of physical, mental, and sexual abuse. Not too graphic, but they do get somewhat disturbing.
*On a final note: this is my first fanfic that I'm putting on the site (more to come), but any advice or reviews you can give would be most appreciated. Also, bear with my grammar and spelling (not my strong points).
Chapter I:
Qui Gon Jinn slept peacefully in his own bed at the Jedi temple. It had been an exhausting mission for his padawan and himself, and sleep came easy. Little did he know that in the next room 16 year old Obi Wan Kenobi was battling a demon, not one of flesh and blood like the kind he and Qui Gon battle on distant planets, rather a demon in his mind. The nightmare seemed so real, but he didn't understand why. He watched in horror as a boy of about 3 years old get beaten by an older man. The boy seemed so small and helpless, yet he didn't cry; Obi Wan was impressed with the boy's courage. Finally Obi Wan witnessed the man take off his belt and beat the child over the head with it again, and again. While relentlessly shouting "You were a mistake Ben! Damn kid, just another mouth to feed! You're worthless Ben!" Blood began to seep down the child's head, and Obi Wan couldn't stand it anymore 'stop this! You must stop!' He was standing in the middle of the room, begging for the man to leave the child alone, but it wasn't working. He grew more desperate "No! Stop!" He cried out. He discovered that he was awake, but he felt sick to his stomach. He ran to the 'freshner barely making it in time to not throw up all over the floor. Qui Gon heard his padawan's cries and quickly rose out of bed. He found his young prot‚g‚ hovering over the toilet. Beads of sweat soaked his hair, and he was panting.
"Obi Wan?" Qui Gon asked, sounding like a concerned parent.
Obi Wan turned to his master, Qui Gon noticed the dark circles forming under his padawan's eyes. "Master? I'm so sorry I woke you."
Qui Gon knelt down next to Obi Wan; he put his hand on the young man's forehead to check his temperature. "Are you feeling alright padawan?"
"Yes master, it's...it's nothing really, I."
"If it were nothing you wouldn't be shouting in your sleep."
"I'm sorry master, it's silly really."
Qui Gon looked at his apprentice, he knew something was wrong, silly or not. "Obi Wan, tell me. I know you haven't slept in days. What's wrong?"
"It shouldn't bother me, I mean I'm 16 years old for force sake." Obi Wan looked almost embarrassed.
"What is it?"
"Dreams master."
Now Qui Gon knew Obi Wan had a gift for having very prophetic dreams, very few Jedi had the kind of accuracy his padawan had. Maybe it is more of a curse than a gift Qui Gon thought to himself. "Tell me your dreams padawan." Qui Gon said, as he led Obi Wan to the couch in the sitting area.
"I see a boy, a human boy. He's maybe 2 or 3 years old. Then I see a man, a very angry man. Lately the man has been hurting the child. He's done such terrible things master. He told the boy that he was worthless, and...he beat him again and again." Qui Gon noticed Tears forming in Obi Wan's blue eyes. "I don't understand. Why do I see such things? I don't know this boy." Obi Wan put his head in his hands and sobbed. Qui Gon drew him in for an embrace; Obi Wan laid his head on his master's chest. Qui Gon stroked the young man's spikey hair.
"These are very disturbing images indeed." He said in a soothing tone. "I..I think I can give you a clue about who the boy is." Obi Wan looked at his master, clearly confused. "About 14 years ago my new apprentice Xanatos and I were sent on a mission to a planet called Dantooine. The mission was so simple; I didn't understand why Jedi became involved. As we were preparing to depart, I felt a great disturbance in the force."
Obi Wan didn't understand what his master was getting at. "Master?"
Qui Gon continued his story. "I left Xanatos on our ship, and I ventured to where I sensed the disturbance, the force led me to a small house on the outskirts of town. As I walked up to the house, I noticed the terrible living conditions in which this poor family had to endure. I looked inside the window, and saw something that to this day disturbs and angers me greatly. I saw a man beat his child with a belt, over and over. Then to my horror, he picked the child up and threw him against the wall. I know he was planning to kill the boy." Qui Gon shuddered at the memories.
Obi Wan cringed. "That's awful master."
"While the child was lying on the floor, dying, I felt him call out with the force. Which surprised me that a child so young could call to me. I burst through the door and stopped the man from hurting the child further. I told him who I was, and that the child was coming with me. The man didn't protest, but a woman who came out from the back room was crying, but I didn't give them a choice in the matter. I cradled the small child in my arms; he was so weak and thin. I could feel him slipping away, so I knew I had to be quick to get him to the healers." Qui Gon turned to his padawan, who was looking at his master in awe.
"But master, you took the child without permission?"
"Yes padawan, and while it was wrong, I felt it was more wrong to let the child die."
Obi Wan remembered his dreams, and the awful feeling he got when he watched the poor child get flung around like a rag doll. "I would've done the same thing master."
Qui Gon put a reassuring hand on his apprentice's shoulder and smiled. Obi Wan yawned. "You really should try to sleep Obi Wan. Just remember, the boy is safe, believe me."
Obi Wan yawned again, and stretched, and headed to his room. "Goodnight master, and thank you." With that he disappeared into his room.
Qui Gon watched his "son" go to bed, 'my how he has grown' he thought to himself. He knew it had been wrong to take Obi Wan "Ben" Kenobi away from his parents without their permission, but he was glad he did, because he couldn't imagine his life without this boy.
