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Summary: Obi-wan Kenobi knows revenge leads to the Dark side, but after what his Master has done to him, it's worth it, isn't it? Especially since Qui-gon betrayed him. Pg-13 for violence.
Disclaimer: Star Wars and the Universe and the Characters belong to George Lucas, I'm making no money from this stuff.
Acknowledgements: Jesus, Padawan Nik-ka, Orin, Chewbacca, Ginger Ninja, Moonwing Lobo and Metabee, Galahan, and all those really nice reviewers
Chapter 1:
Screaming. His screams. He shouldn't have been screaming – should've held it all inside him and had more self-control, but the pain was too much. The sharp slap of the electrified whip across his face and arms, the tangible smell of burnt flesh. His flesh. He could hear people – the guards – laughing at him as he writhed and squirmed in terrible pain. It hurt so much, but it wasn't as bad compared to the mental anguish. The fear that wrenched at his heart, and the gut-rending pain. Master! Why did you leave me here to die? You abandoned me, betrayed me, gave me up to these people! He felt the searing sting of the whip again, started screaming again and…
…woke up. Obi-wan Kenobi sat up straight in his bunk, hitting his head on the bed above his. He tried to calm his ragged breathing as it filled the silence of the room he shared with Kelyl Tanner. "Bad dream," Obi-wan said aloud by way of explanation, knowing that he'd woken Kelyl, who had also been sleeping. It wasn't unusual, he'd been having bad dreams ever since he'd escaped from the Prison, and Kelyl was used to it. Besides, Obi-wan knew, Kelyl Tanner had these dreams too, he just hid them more carefully.
Obi-wan reached out a hand and picked up the metal cylinder that sat on the table beside his bed. Its weight was reassuring in his hands, although he wasn't a Jedi anymore, and didn't know how to use the Force. Kelyl had told him that he had survived the memory wipe surprisingly well, only losing a small portion of his memories. Obi-wan remembered most of how he'd come to be in Prison, and most of his life before that in a Temple somewhere. He knew the Force existed, but he didn't know how to use it anymore.
Oh yes, and he remembered the person he had trusted most all his life, the person who had abandoned him and thrown him into the pain that had lasted for three whole months, before he had escaped from the Prison. Qui-gon Jinn. The name caused Obi-wan's mouth to twist into a sneer of contempt in the darkness of the room. His Master. Qui-gon had left him to die, Obi-wan was sure of that, or else, the Jedi had wanted Obi-wan to suffer in the Prisons of Seylar.
Contempt turned to cold hatred. And thirst for revenge. Obi-wan's eyes narrowed to slits. He would never forget the pain the guards had inflicted on him. Qui-gon will feel it…Obi-wan thought coldly, he left me here, thinking I would die. I'm not dead, and I'm going to show him how it feels to be abandoned. Obi-wan vaguely remembered what Master Yoda had once told him, "Hatred leads to the dark side."
He nearly laughed out loud. He had been to the darkest side of life, where pain had ruled him. The Force hadn't been his ally then like Qui-gon had said it would, it had been to difficult to find it, to shelter in its calm and peace. No, hatred had kept him alive through all that pain the last three months, Obi-wan knew, hatred and the satisfaction that he would make someone pay for throwing him into the Prisons. Qui-gon had been his Master, but he had never done anything to save him.
He thought he could just throw me away. He never trusted me, never let me help in any way with the mission. Then he flew off, leaving me behind, promising he would come to get me, but he never came. Qui-gon, I hate you.
Obi-wan replaced the lightsabre on the table, then lay back down on his bed. He and Kelyl would have a long day ahead, and he knew they needed all the sleep they could get.
Tbc…
a/n: I know this is too short, and I'm probably going to get clobbered for such a short first chapter, but I hope you like it, and you'll review. If not, I'll dump it, I guess. – wild horse