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Obi-wan Kenobi: Revenge

Chapter 1

It wasn't an overly large house, but it was an honest house. He had built it with his own two hands, and shared it with his wife and children for 1 ½ years. He had labored endlessly to build it. It stood about 2 stories high with enough rooms for a good sized family. He and his wife, Sera, still had some room for further expansion. The house wasn't painted it was left the dreary gray of durasteel, he and his wife had both agreed paint was an unneeded luxury. His two children were Jin a boy, and Sky a girl. They were twins of 10 years.

A lot had happened in the 5 years since he left the Jedi Temple. He had gotten married had children, built a house without the force and had become a farmer. However he still kept a lightsaber hidden in a biogenetic safe behind the mantle above the fire place. It was keyed to his family, and only them. The children had been instructed they weren't to touch it unless told. Sera had always felt uneasy about having such a weapon in the house, but had agreed it was necessary. Not only for protection but also for sentimental value to Obi-wan.

He was just sitting down to a lovely, home grown, dinner when his children burst in the door. Sera as usual didn't even bat an eye. Obi-wan however was delighted as always to see them after a hard days work. Jin was grubby from playing in the dirt, and Sky was clean as a whistle. Tasting the dinner he said, "good food Sera, better than usual what did you do differently?"

"Oh stop that," she replied eyes twinkling "you know I haven't done anything different."

His reply was just a smile. They ate in silence for a short while, before the twins began playing with their food. Sera got after them but Obi-wan was tense, and elsewhere. He hadn't used his force powers for fear of discovery for what he was. They however had not abandoned him by any means. He sensed danger; he set it aside as the usual predators roaming the planes at night. Then something change.

He jumped up and merely pointed to the safe house under the floor boards. The children immediately responded and ran for the trap door inlayed in the floor. His wife didn't move, until further pressured. She acted as if to argue then just kissed him and followed the children silently.

Obi-wan moved for the safe, but the wall to his left caved under sudden pressure of an explosion. He was knocked to the floor unconscious. When he awoke his family was gone. He forced himself up and groaned from the pain. Voices wafted in on the chilly night breeze. The safe door flew off without warning, before he could claim the hilt of his lightsaber though he was shot from behind.

Obi-wan came too with a blaster muzzle in his face, and his wife and children out cold in front of him. The men snickered, and kicked him in the face.

"Come on what are you going to do… Jedi," his captors stated with impunity.

Astounded that they were aware of his past deeds, he muttered "the things I'll do would make my family blush."

"That's not the way a Jedi is supposed to act, you are supposed to protect and serve. And right now I want you to serve by shutting up, or the wench gets it," the man in charge chuckled.

Reaching out with the force Kenobi crumpled the blaster muzzles he could see, and simultaneously kicked out with bone shattering force. He heard the sickening crunch of a jawbone behind him. Vaguely he could hear the shouts around him as he reached for his sons mind. The boy jumped up awakened. Without speaking Obi-wan told him to get the secret hidden behind the mantle.

Jin didn't think about it he just bolted for the mantle. Reaching up he barely brushed the silver, black, and 10 inch long cylinder. Just enough to make it fall, deftly he reached out and grabbed it. When he caught it the sky blue blade ignited. He stood and stared for what seemed like hours wondering why it felt so familiar to his hand, although he had never seen it. The muffled shouts from outside snapped him back to reality. Charging through the door he stumbled and the blade flew out of his hands, sinking its blood hungry tooth into a man's chest dropping him where he stood.

Obi-wan threw a man into the side of the house, snapping his neck as Jin raced out the door killing his first man. Yelling, "get down Jin," the ignited blade smacked into his hand with a resounding "thwack".

It came back in a flash, how he had been the gallanting hero, how he had brushed the darkside, why he had quit. But now would be different, he was going to save his family. Time and time again the blade quenched its thirst for action, and blood. In three moves the disorganized men where all down but for the leader who had produced a working blaster and an ignited blood red blade.

He closed the gap between them in a single bound. Clashing his tarnished blue against blood soaked red blade. Obi-wan parried struck, counter struck, and parried again. The blades clashed sending sparks and ozone into the air. The unknown attacker grinned and picked up sky, choking her life slowly away. Trying to break his focus Obi-wan struck at his legs, the sith parried, and threw Kenobi's blade away. He crushed Sky's throat killing her in cold blood.

Jin watching all of this found the lightsaber in his hand again. He watched Sky die, and ignited the blade. His father was on his knees, the sith had slice open one of his legs. The sith looked over at Jin egging him on, when Jin didn't respond he decapitated Obi-wan. That was the final push Jin needed.

Jin attacked, struggling to wield the blade as skillfully as his father had before his death he slid the blade under the sith's guard cutting off his hand. The sith yowled in agony, he struck Jin with a storm of lightning, catching him off guard Jin was thrown through the wall. He got up and shook off the dust, looking for the hilt of the blade he saw the sith moving in. He had no choice but to try to use that power his father had always hinted resided right below his conscious mind. Reaching for it, he watch the sith first fly back then skewered on his own blade.

Jin blacked out and knew no more for a long time.