Hi there all readers. This is just a shot on Obi wan and his take on Anakin's death. This is obviously not what really happens but a what if. This is my first fic so please forgive errors. Reviews would greatly be appreciated.
Obi wan POV
Its morning already. It felt like a minute had passed since Obi wan fell asleep when in fact it had been hours. This blasted war he thought how long can it still continue. So many jedi have already perished how many more still had to. He sighed aloud, a council meeting was supposed take place shortly and he needed to be present. Getting up, Obi wan looked at the photo of Ashoka, Anakin and himself. It was taken shortly after Christophsis. Oh how simple the war was then, it didn't seem real yet. Changing into his robes, Obi wan grabbed his lightsaber and exited his quarters.
The temple was alive with activity, younglings were bustling around heading to classes and Masters were trying to escort them quietly. Obi wan chuckled as the younger padawans looked admiringly at him. Oh the days when he walked around without having to worry about looking like the perfect jedi. Not that he didn't mind the title but it sometimes went to far. He was thinking about Anakin and where he was at the moment. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he almost walked right past the council chambers. Obi wan greeted the master present and took his seat amongst the council. Master Windu started the meeting with news on the outer rim sieges. Another system lost, Obi wan winced inside at the news. Ad the reports trundled on, Obi wan found his thoughts wondering to Anakin and Ashoka. He couldnt help but sense dread around them. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. He quickly sought through the bond he shared with Anakin.
"Padawan, are you there, are you okay?"
"What, oh hey Master. Yeah I'm kinda in the middle of something here, you know space battle and all."
"Oh sorry, I just had a bad feeling, just wanted to make sure you're okay."
"Well I'm good Master nothings going to go wrong. Got to go got a couple of droids to fry."
Obi wan smiled. Good, Anakins fine and having fun, if that's what could pass as fun these days. He was just starting to get absorbed into the council session when he felt a cold shiver go down his spine. Confused he looked up at Master Windu, did he feel it to. He didn't expect a reaction like that. Master Windu stopped dead in his sentence and stared at Obi wan. In fact, obi wan noticed, the whole council seemed to be staring at him. They seemed concerned.
"Whats the matter. Did the council not sense that." Obi wan asked the council confused. Wow his head hurt now, he wondered why.
"Obi wan, are you okay. You have a nose bleed, its actually quite bad. You should go have that checked." Master Windu stood up, he started toward Obi wan. Obi wan just sat there, he took a finger to his nose and felt the blood drip steadily. His head was pounding, it felt like it was being shredded apart. It was if seeing the blood itself triggered the reaction. Obi wans head snapped backwards hitting the back of his chair as it did. A scream tore from his lips as the pain became agonizing. Master Windu was there in an instant and tried to hold Obi wan down as he thrashed about in agony. The rest of the Masters watched in stunned silence as Master Windu calmed Obi wan down into a submissive form. Obi wan began to sob through the pain. It can't be he thought, no it couldn't it wasn't possible. He'd just spoken to him. But it was there, or should he say it wasn't there, the space the void Anakin was gone. Obi wan opened his eyes and stared at Master Windu.
"What is it Obi wan, what's wrong."
Obi wan bit back a sob, "Its Anakin, he's, he's gone." Master Windu continued. "Gone. Gone where Obi wan?" Obi wan closed his eyes and put his head on the floor. He managed to say one thing before giving into the darkness. "Dead"
So what do you think, please please review. I want to know if I should continue writing these type of stories. Thank you for reading.