Hi Warzies. Okay, so this fanfic is about if Obi-Wan died on Mandalore instead of Satine at Maul's hands. I got the idea from some Obtine fanfics I saw on multiple fan fiction sites. I hope you enjoy this because i put a lot of work into this. Xx!

Obi-Wan POV

Satine is suspended by the force at the palace. I know this will end with Satine dead unless I do something now. I have to stop listening. I can't say say or listen to anything. Maul starts choking Satine and I force myself not to care. I run up to the throne and use the force to make the roof start crumbling. The first few debris hits Savage. Maul is hit and get a severe cut on his arm. He stops choking Satine and runs up to her with the lightsaber. i get in front and use the force to throw Satine to the other side of the palace. With the other hand, I try to grab my lightsaber from my belt. My lightsaber, it, it, isn't there. Maul comes towards me. There is no time for me. I bring the rest of the wall down over the throne and push myself back with the force. Maul got me before I went back enough. There is a hole in my lower stomach. It's it. I fall on my stomach on the cold, hard palace ground. I hear a cry over me. Satine.

What do I say? I'm going to…die. This, this is it. What do i saw to the woman I loved my whole life, who I just saved at the cost of myself. I want to live, but i can't. I let tear fall down my face. Satine drags me a little farther way from the throne area and puts me face up. She sees my wound, gushing blood. She knows it too.

"Obi, Obi!" Satine cries softly as tears fall down her face. My feet are numb.

"Satine," I say stroking my hand on her face, "You…you…have to g…get out of here." I say. I'm only concerned about Satine. It's over for me. She has to live. Satine has done too much to die. I, on the other hand, am trained to do this. If I had a choice of a way to die, it would be no different than this.

My knees are numb.

"I can't, I won't go without you though. Obi, I love you so much. I have to get you out of here. There is still a chance we can save you! There's always a way." Satine says with more tears pouring down.

"You…you…already have s…s…aved me." I say. It's true, you know. She has.

"Obi…" Satine sobs. Everything waist down is numb.

"S…Satine. I…I need y…you to give m…my light…sab….saber to A…Anakin. T…Tell hi…him that h…he is m…my b…broth…ther. T…ell him… I'm s…sor…ry."

I am sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't a good Master. He wanted Qui-Gon. He deserved Qui-Gon. He didn't deserve me. I was just a padawan with no future in the Order. i got lucky. Anakin is a true hero. I don't deserve him. I don't. My stomach is numb.

"H…he did..did..n't d…dese…serve m…me. Y…you d…d…did…didn't d…e….ser…erve m…m…m…me." I say.

"That's not true," Satine says as she kisses me softly while crying. "You're perfect. You're an angel. Everyone loves you, Obi-Wan."

I don't know what to say from there. I can't say much more about love anymore. I don't have much more time. I know it. Satine knows it. This is it for me. I hope, I hope I did my part for peace. I just wanted to help people. I can;t feel anything now and it's getting so hard to breathe. I'm lightheaded.

"S…Sat…t…tine, m…make p…p…pea…peace in t…the ga..gala…laxy. I j…jus…just wa…wan…wanted pe…peac…peace….."

I inhale one last time, preparing for the end and what is to come.

Goodbye, Sissy.

Satine POV

Obi-Wan inhales. I hope for an exhale to follow. I pray for an exhale to follow. Alas, there is no exhale that follows. He's…he's gone. Obi-Wan's dead. He died saving me. All he wanted was peace and he got death.

I cry. What else do should I do? I shake his beautiful, limp head in an effort to make him wake up. It will not work. the only thing I can do for hime now is to what he told me to do. Get out of here, give Anakin his lightsaber, and bring peace.

I look around and see a speeder near the side entrance of the palace. Near the debris. I tug Obi-Wan's limp body, crying. His body is gaining so much weight. Because of me. Yes, yes, I killed Obi-Wan Kenobi. i should be put to death because of treason. I see the lightsaber on the top of the debris and pick it up carefully so I don't wake the brothers. I have to at least get out of here. i grab the lightsaber and quickly run while dragging Obi-Wan's body on the speeder. I start driving away, on my way to the secret safe house to the side of the docks.

As I drive through a secret route, i see a horrible battle going on above me. People getting hit by bullets and never getting up again. Deathwatch against Deathwatch. Blood on the streets. Who will win this? The Republic will come in once they hear of Obi-Wan.

Who will tell the Republic?

It will have to be me.

How do I do this?

The Order, they are part of the Republic. All of Obi-Wan's friends are in the Order. Anakin is in the Order. Anakin is Obi-Wan's padawan, best friend, and brother.

"Wake up Satine! Wake up! You have to do what Obi-Wan says. Get out of here!"

I look at Obi-Wan. Still not awake. Still at peace. Still asleep. He's so beautiful when he is asleep. He has always been. Obi-Wan has never slept much because of the responsibility. His face is so relaxed when his is resting. This time, Obi-Wan's face is too relaxed.

Far too relaxed.

Korkie POV

It was quite a day. First, I thought I was having a bad dream and heard gunshots. Then, some guards came into my room. They said there was an attack. We all ran. All of us cadets ran out of the building. We were taken on different speeders. I was taken on a separate speeder to a more classified location due to the fact that my Auntie is the Duchess. i haven't seen any of the other cadets in my group.

I wouldn't be surprised if I never see them again.

Mow, there are two Deathwatch groups. The original Deathwatch, who terrorized a city garden about two years ago, wear blue. The new Deathwatch, lead by two sith hunters, I think, wear red. At the secure hold, we were told to trust the blues.

I hope Auntie Satine made it. She's a lot like the mother I never had. I never met my parents, apparently my father died before I was born and my mother joined Deathwatch. I wonder if she is red, blue, or dead? Last I heard, she sent a call for Jedi help, mostly directly to her close friend, Obi-Wan Kenobi.

"So, your the Duchess' nephew, right?" The Head of Technology on Mandalore asks.

"Yes, I am." I respond. I don't really wan to go into detail.

"Who's the Jedi she wanted?" The Head Doctor asks.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi. A Jedi General Master who is on the High Jedi Council. Him and my Auntie Satine are close friends. Their friendship dates back to when my Auntie first became Duchess." I answer.

"Oh," the Head Doctor says. "I won't fret to much kid, she'll be okay. I've worked with her recently; she strong." The Head Doctor pauses and looks outside the compound. "Speaking of Duchess Satine, there she is."

I look outside the window along with the other leaders. It's her. She's dragging someone. Master Kenobi. I hope he's okay. I can't believe she's okay. I start banging on the window, trying to signal her. A guard inside opens the door for her and quickly helps her drop Master Kenobi. She falls to her knees and strokes Master Kenobi's hair. She starts crying as I am about to run into her arms.

He's…he's dead. I've never seen someone dead that I know. Freshly dead. The right side of his stomach has a huge hole in it, surrounded by blood. lots of fresh, drippy, soaping blood.

"He..saved me." Auntie Satine says to nobody.

I get on my knees, eye level to my Auntie. I look closer to the Jedi's face. There are stale tears on his face. I wonder what it is like to die. Does it hurt? Is it easy, hard? I wish I could ask these questions, but everyone that died is dead.

"Did he tell you how to get out of here?" I ask my Auntie.

"He would of wanted us to contact the Republic." Auntie Satine says sadly.

"Lucky for us, we have the high-powered transmitter ready. Everyone in the Republic will be able to see it, even the clones. It's our only hope at this point Auntie. The Republic will come and help us. The Jedi will help us." I say, trying to put some hope into this awful situation.

The whole room watches at Auntie Satine gets up, slowly, and goes tot he transmitter. I can only kneel next to the dead Jedi silent. I look at the wound on his stomach. It is still bleeding. I grab a ribbon on the ground and tie it around the man's waist.

"There you go," I think,"It's all better now. You can wake up now. It's safe here. Don't you want to be awake to see your friends save you? I'm sure they want to see you when they get here. Come on, wake up. I'll help you walk. You'll be okay."

Master Kenobi doesn't respond to my begging.

I can't look anymore. I can't ask questions when I know I won't get any answers. I turn my attention towards my Auntie in front of the transmitter. She is trying to get herself together before she turns on the transmitter. Once she goes on, Auntie Satine has to tell them what happened. There is no going back once you go forward.

Auntie Satine turns on the transmitter.

"This is Duchess Satine of Mandalore…"

Okay, so leaving y'all on a partial cliffhanger. Please comment, but don't be rude. Please read and comment on my other story I'm working on, A Kenobi Miracle, which is another Obitine where Obi-Wan and Satine prepare to have a baby. I live and breathe Obtine. Okay, goodbye my Warzies! Until we meet again, may the Force be with you.