Welcome! I'll be brief and speedy, this story is already 75% complete with its other half being nearly 40,000 words long, it just needing to be cleaned up and prepped for show which i'm quite bad at. Grammar is not my strong suit so hopefully the story itself makes up for that! I will also mention that this story becomes quite lemon-y and has scenes of questionable morality later on. So please with that out of the way enjoy!

"Anakin!" Obi-wan shouted from across the dusty field. They were on some backwater planet along the likes of Atollon or Jedha, Anakin was told before the start of the mission but the chances of actually remembering that information after the massive disaster they'd quite literally crashed into was slim to none if the massive slam he'd gotten on their descent into the atmosphere had anything to say about it.

"Im getting to it!" Anakin hollered over the sound of blasters continually firing against the hiding places of the Jedi duo. The rocks being pummelled with constant streams of ruby streaks of fire.

Anakin's eyes flicked over to what was left of the ship they had been on, it hadn't been much in the first place. Barely any weapons and just enough guts to get them into hyperspace. Certainly not much he could work with in terms of an advantage in this decidedly disadvantageous scenario.

Being chased down by vulture droids and shot at by a full squadron of them wasn't going to be the worst of their problems if they couldn't figure out a plan to quickly ensure none of them brought reinforcements down onto their heads.

While Anakin sat hunched behind his rock trying to figure out a recipe for success, Obi-wan's trouble was only starting. As his cover was slowly starting to chip away faster and faster as the blaster fire caught a weak spot that only revealed a weaker point for the laser right behind it to catch and destroy the rock.

With his breathing deep and his eyes cast low Obi-Wan looked out through the force to try and gain an upper hand with something, maybe a better hiding spot or chance to at least return the favour.

With the force saying little Obi-wan in a spur of measured desperation made a wild sprint towards Anakin's more solid, larger rock on the other end of the field. His brilliant lightsaber making fast arcs and swoops to catch the many bolts directed at his person.

Anakin noticing his masters dash to safety stood up with the crack and hiss of his own lightsaber igniting to try and draw away some of the ire placed completely on Obi-wan's shoulders.

With a final sprint Obi-wan made a sliding fall into cover as Anakin dropped back under in tandem leaving his lightsaber ignited and above the rock to try and possibly confuse the simple minded droids, no matter the small chance of that actually happening.

"Well this isn't the warm welcome I was looking forward too after that stellar landing" Obi-Wan dryly muttered as he gently tried to brush off some of the larger dust spots off of his robes while awkwardly leaned against the rock. Anakin only levelled him with a flat look of mild irritation.

After a moment of composure from both of the Jedi Anakin spoke up, "So Master, got any brilliant ideas how to get us out of this?"

"I thought the spontaneous plans were your area of expertise" Obi-wan lightly smirked as he drawled the sentence out to get the best reaction out of Anakin.

"Hey at least they're a plan." Anakin tried to defend.

"Jumping from whatever ledge you find to hopefully surprise the enemy is not what many would call a plan." Obi-wan shot back in return while he was carefully scanning the area around themselves.

"Master, a plan about now would be great, they're starting to advance…" As Anakin was saying the sentence a droid head popped out above them blocking out the sun and casting a shadow over the two.

The droids head was fast to fall to Anakin's blade, the movement causing Anakin to pop out from the shelter just the smallest amount.

The blaster fire was instantaneously upon him with the droids computers auto-locking onto the Jedi in their midst. Anakin's blade blurring into a blue shield, desperately trying to push back the rapid life threatening bolts headed his way.

Anakin's blade work was exceptional but, his guard was failing under the onslaught of droids causing him to start to bodily dodge the bolts that his blade didn't catch for him. His entire stance being forced closer and closer to the ship wreck that laid behind him.

In a moment of fatigue that the droids would never understand Anakin let one shot slip past his guard only to feel the weight of Obi-wan smashing into him taking the bolt that should have by all rights gone straight through his lung forcing him in to an excruciatingly long and painful death.

Both of them collapsed back onto the sandy ground with a low groan but only Anakin scrambled back up, now covering for both of them. His desperation now clear, his movements more jerky and jagged in nature. The blade flying with strength behind each movement rather then the fluid grace of earlier.

"Obi-Wan! Get up! We need to move now." Anakin gritted out between his teeth. A nasty scowl starting to grace his brow.

A low moan was his answer before he felt Obi-wan's hands on his hip using his body as a leverage to help himself off the ground like a loth cat climbs up to a roof.

"Can't even have a moments peace with you can I?" Obi-wan grunts towards Anakin as he positions himself back to back with Anakin in order to support himself. His arm hanging lower then normal with a dull glitter of repressed pain hiding behind the fire of the fight that lit his eyes.

"Move towards the ship as quick as you can, I cant keep this up for much longer." Anakin spits out between his heavy breathing.

The movement was slow going, but they ended up close enough to the hull of the ship that Obi-wan was ready for what was to come next. He heard Anakin extinguish his lightsaber as the cue and with a swift movement the two swapped places. Anakin facing the grey of the hull and Obi-wan looking out at the hoard of assembled enemies.

With two snaps the blue blades re-ignited at slightly different times giving the impression of a duel blade but, one blade was jammed hilt deep into metal while the other defended the two Jedi hidden behind its gleam.

Anakin's blade must have been almost half way through the side of the ship when a small bolt went wild after being shot. Flying straight onto the ships engines.

Anakin had half a second to realize what had happened before an explosion rocked the air around the Jedi throwing debris straight up into the air, the Jedi only barely protected by Anakin as he had hastily thrown a force push in the direction of the ship. Hoping to all hell that it'd push the blast away from them.

The explosion had thrown the droids backwards by feet giving the two Jedi a precious minute to recover from the explosion that had blow up quite literally in their faces.

The recovery was for naught though because just as Obi-Wan thought he had grounded himself enough to continue he heard the pained yell of Anakin right behind him. The pain shot through his own body next.

Both Jedi slumped together leaning heavily on each others backs, it was the only thing keeping the both of them from hitting the ground in a dull thump.

Obi-wan looked down to where the massive amount of pain was radiating from only to see a rod going cleanly through his lower ribcage. The blood was the next to come, blossoming from the wound and bubbling up his throat making him choke and sputter on it in an effort to draw in air.

He could feel Anakin up against his back raggedly breathing and weakly trying to move. Obi-Wan was still frozen his eyes locked onto the random piece of metal that had successfully pinned both himself and Anakin. Effectively killing both of them when the blaster fire started and neither of them were able to defend.

His shock was radiating out into the force, all but his natural shielding ripped from him. His ability to grasp the force was weak. He could vaguely feel Anakin's anger and pain pulsating through the force behind him but couldn't pay attention to it with his mind drifting so dangerously.

Rather his mind was upon the injustice of it all. Making it through countless battles, countless years and innumerable hardships and when the time of his death is at hand the force hadn't even twitched. Not even the slightest warning of what was to come.

Jedi were trained to rejoice in the force when their time to pass had come but, honestly how do you train yourself for such a situation when you never knew if you'd die in your sleep or cut down by an enemy?

It was a good thing. There is no death, there is the force.

What a load of garbage Obi-wan couldn't help but think, the force hadn't even tried to help him. It wasn't helping him dull the pain. It had abandoned both of them in their most crucial time.

As another wave of pain and blood escaped his body his ire rose from deep within his heart. The same part that still felt the pain and anger at losing so many others. Qui-gon and the damn Sith, Bant and Garen both of them dying during the war, Satine being murdered by the same Sith that haunted him. Each and every Jedi lost was a sibling slaughtered in this forsaken war. Had they all felt this way, abandoned in their time of need?

This could not possibly what the force had in mind for him. His hands clenched around his lightsaber as tight as he could grasp it.

The lightsaber is his life, he'd certainly told Anakin that enough times, he didn't want to drop it. What a thing to train into Jedi who were peacemakers.

Your life is a weapon, a very elegant weapon but, one none the less. The force would use you and then discard you like a broken piece of garbage once your use was spent.

His gape turned into a teeth filled snarl at his thoughts, the blood still escaping his mouth making him look quite feral with his clothes dirty and his weapon clenched in his fists. His own Blood splattering his chest and face.

Through the traitorous force he could feel Anakin's anger go up a notch as his body was wracked with pain filled coughs as he struggled to draw in air.

Obi-wan's anger rising to match the powerful emotions coming from the wronged Jedi behind him as well.

It was a thing to behold, two Jedi gruesomely pinned together with a splinter of metal larger then the average human child. Both supporting each others weight, blood of the other smearing the back of their clothes, facing a platoon of droids. Both faces were twisted into ugly snarls of anger and betrayal at the situation. Both of them unwittingly thinking the same things, in perfect tandem.

That was when the droids recovered. When the droids tried to resume their attack on the injured Jedi pair.

Anakin heard the droids while Obi-wan saw them, it didn't matter to either of them. It was like they weren't missing any of their senses at all with the force raging around them both. Subjugated and pushed under both of their fearsome wills. The force had seemed like all it wanted to do was escape their grasp like rain in the palm of a hand but together both Anakin and Obi-wan snatched it and pushed it and moved it to work for them.

It was such an effort on both parties that the very air around them crackled with energy and the dirt and sand that lay around slowly picked up speed into whipping around them.

Anakin's eyes were closed, Obi-wan eyes were wide open glinting dangerously at the redirected source of his anger, the droids. Had you been close enough to the dangerous duo you would have seen his eyes to be such a brilliant and vibrant blue you could have sworn that they had a light of their own.

His eyes flickered over every enemy in the battlefield, taking in what the issue was. Behind both of them random pieces of junk and debris started their ascent into the air. The force was so bright around them both. If any force sensitive were to pass by the miserable planet they were on you would have practically been able to see them from space. As it were their actions were like a beacon in the force. Gathering in a way that made it seem like a tremendous event was taking place.

It was sudden. Both Anakin and Obi-wan aggressively stood up to their maximum height, smashing against each others backs in order to keep balanced and force themselves upward towards the sky. Both of them ignoring the pain that practically crippled them.

All the force activity in the area stopped, the rocks and garbage dropping with loud clatters and the dust settling back into place. The crackling air seemed to pulse once more before returning to the owners in a rush.

With a conjoined yell both Anakin and Obi-wan smashed the force down onto the individual droids around the field, causing the screams of metal to be heard and a dust cloud to loom over the once battlefield as all the enemies had been crumpled into their own personal craters created by the force of them impacting the ground.

Both Jedi gasped, eyes flying open and the strength in their legs failing as they crumpled to the side both feeling the massive amount of power they had conducted that left them both winded and weak. The blood still sluggishly pumping out of them onto each other and the ground now.

Anakin moaned slightly as the metal was moved when they hit the ground and Obi-wan had done nothing in response to Anakin's very loud expletive that followed.

Anakin weakly tried to move his hand behind him to see if Obi-wan was still breathing but, before his hand reached it's fumbled destination it too hit the ground as Anakin lost consciousness, following exactly what had happened to Obi-wan the moment the force had finished moving.

Both Jedi lying limply on the ground, impaled in an unknown world with no ship and no contact. Things were not in their favour but lady luck seemed to be on their side for once.

Not twenty minutes after the event a ship touched down near them ruffling the hair of the two on the ground but not moving them. A shadow passed over them, covering the sun from reaching them.

A person murmured under their breath as he caught a look at what had transpired.

"The luck of the devil is what you two have, isn't it."