My first Star Wars story, I wrote this like a year ago for my best friend Ashley. It was originally posted on her name (Obi-Wan Kenobi), but since I got my own now, I decided to move it over to mine. I was really sad at Qui-Gon's death in the movie, so this was sort of my way of dealing with it. It's really short, I know, but I wrote it at like 2 in the morning. Also some things in here deal with the Jedi Apprentice books (if you haven't read them yet, do so!). Anyway, enjoy!
~*~Marie Amethyst a.k.a Dark Princess Celadriel 'DPC'~*~
With You Always
Obi-wan listened to the thunder clashing outside his balcony at the Jedi Temple. It had been a month since his master, Qui-Gon Jinn, had died, slain at the hands of a Sith. He had kept the promise he had made to his master as he laid there dying in his arms. He had taken Anakin on as his padawan, even if he thought it wasn't wise.
Another boom of thunder rattled the glass, and the sputter of rain joined it. Obi-Wan sighed, getting up from his meditative position on the floor and walked over to stare out into the stormy sky. The day matched his mood perfectly.
"Master, why did you leave me, why did you have to die?" Obi-Wan asked the raging sky. "I need you so much now. How am I suppose to train Anakin?" He gave another depressed sigh, watching a lightening bolt dance across the sky. "I feel so lost. You were always there for me, with you guidance and wisdom. Now that you are gone, I feel like a child again. How an I to train Anakin without you? You, who have always been here for me."
A loud clap of thunder followed by a bright flash of lightning illuminated the glass. Obi-Wan could see his reflection in it, staring back with haunted sad eyes and behind him something that made him spin around in surprise. But he saw no one.
"I miss Qui-Gon so much I'm starting to hallucinate," he muttered to himself.
He continued to stare out at the storm, brooding silently. But as another bolt of lightening lit the glass, he saw his former master's image again. Spinning around, he found the room empty but for himself. Returning his attention to the sky once more, he reminded himself that Qui-Gon had died a month ago. When the lightening again flare across the sky, he ignored the form outlined behind him and walked over to his bed.
He knelt down beside his dresser and began to take out his nightclothes when his gaze came to rest on a single laying out on the top of the dresser. It was the rock Qui-Gon had given to him on his thirteenth birthday, the one he had found in the River of Light on his home world. He sat back on his heels and picked the smooth rock up. Looking at the rock only brought back memories of the only father he had known. As he started to put the rock back, he remembered the last part of the Jedi Code: there is no death, there is the Force.
Gripping the stone tightly in his hand, he reached out with the Force. He felt Qui-Gon's presence all around him immediately, at one with the Force.
For once since a month ago, he truly felt at peace with himself. Laying the river stone back on the dresser, he quickly changed and got into bed. He fell asleep, not seeing the shimmering form by his bedside.
The tall, bearded man smiled down at his former padawan, "I will be with you always, Obi-Wan," he promised the sleeping Jedi before returning to the Force.