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Chapter 4 : Blood Soaked

Qui-Gon woke groggily, unsure for a moment. Then his head cleared as he sat up. Another day, more meetings with the council. He thought. He got up and made for the kitchen. It was deadly quiet in the small living room for some reason. He glanced around for the time. Usually, Obi-Wan will be up and ready, making breakfast. Actually, trying to make breakfast. Qui-Gon glanced toward his former padawan's room. Was he still upset about what he said yesterday? An urgent beeping alerted him to his breakfast and he served the food onto two plates.

Qui-Gon sat down by the table and began picking his food. Obi-Wan should be up by now, like he usually is. Of course, he doesn't really mean to say what he said yesterday. The council meetings really to irritate him that much. Was that really the reason? A small part of his brain asked himself. Or was he really angry at Obi-Wan, for his betrayal? Finally, he realized that he cannot eat without going over it with Obi-Wan. It is going to be sooner or later and he will have it rather be the first than the latter. He stood up and went to Obi-Wan's room.

"Obi-Wan, wake up." Qui-Gon knocked on the door.

He received no response, "Obi-Wan."

He thought he heard a slight stir inside then he realized it was the curtains fluttering. He was about to open the door when the apartment door was knocked from the outside. He sighed and opened the door, expecting another master telling him to meet with the council. To his surprise, it was Garen and Reeft.

"Master Jinn." Garen smiled.

Qui-Gon nodded slightly to acknowledge him, "What brought you here?"

"I came to see Obi!" Garen said happily, "We are going to take him outside to play! We are going to go so many places! Oh first, we are going to go to the amusement park, then-"

"Oh, sorry." Garen said as he realized who he was with.

"It is fine." Qui-Gon said, "But why is that?"

"Obi-Wan likes going outside!" Reeft piped up, munching on a piece of fruit like he always did.

"No, I mean what is special about today?" Qui-Gon gestured his points with his hands.

"Oh, you don't know?" Garen cocked his head to one side, "Or are you playing with Obi-Wan? Hey, is he listening in to our conversation?"

"What do you mean by I don't know?"

"Today is Obi-Wan's birthday!" Garen said, waving his arms to make his points, "You didn't know?"

"Shhh." Reeft patted Garen's shoulder with his free hand, "Don't destroy the surprise for Obi-Wan! He might be listening!"

"Sorry!" Garen grinned, "Master Jinn, can we see Obi?"

"It was his…birthday?" Qui-Gon said, surprised.

Garen was speechless for a moment then he stuttered, "Y-Yeah."

"He hadn't waked up yet." Qui-Gon confessed as he led the two boys into the living room, "Go wake him up then."

Garen hopped happily toward Obi-Wan's room with Reeft following him. Qui-Gon turned and headed to the living room. Today was Obi-Wan's birthday! Qui-Gon realized. He should celebrate it with him. Even though Obi-Wan was no longer his padawan…. Qui-Gon shook his head, no. Obi-Wan have no more ties with him until he accepts him back as a padawan. But is he too-

A scream came from Obi-Wan's room. It was Garen's. Then following with Reeft's. Qui-Gon jerked out of his thoughts and ran toward his former padawan's room.

"Obi-Wan, Reeft, Garen!" Qui-Gon said automatically, "Are you alright?"

The two boys blocked the entrance and Qui-Gon looked over their heads toward the bed. Obi-Wan was not there. His eyes traveled to the table. It was covered with dried blood. A piece of parchment, coated with blood, was stuck in it.

"Oh Force." Qui-Gon whispered, "Obi-Wan, are you in here?"

He suddenly had a headache. It was throbbing in his temple. Or more accurately, in his mind, where the bond with Obi-Wan once were. He closed his eyes, fearing the worse. The bond that was already thin enough had snapped cleanly off in the middle. Another wave of headache hit him. His mental shields were broken down. It allowed him to see the bond clearly. A clean snap. His side of the bond fluttered uselessly. The other side was nowhere to be seen. Obi-Wan. He yelled inside his head.

A useless memory flashed suddenly into him. Master Yoda, stood in front of him.

Two ways there are, a bond can be destroyed. Master Yoda said.

Qui-Gon frowned at the unexpected topic.

Master Yoda continued, One where the master no longer accept the padawan.

Qui-Gon shrugged, if you are suggesting me to drop Xanatos, you are wasting your time, Master Yoda.

Persuading you I am not. Master Yoda shook his head, informing you that I am. Sense a great disaster in future I have. Preparing you, I am.

What disaster? Qui-Gon asked.

See I cannot clearly. But hazy though it is, understood I have. Master Yoda nodded.

What is it? Qui-Gon asked, suddenly fearful and curious.

Great pain it will cause you. Master Yoda looked at him, breaking of a bond that is. With whom I do not know.

It will not be with Xanatos. Qui-Gon said, returning Master Yoda's glance, I trust him and I will always accept him.

The first confirmed impossible, you might have. Master Yoda said as he sighed, but the second, you have not.

What is the second? Qui-Gon asked, even though he already knew the answer.

Second, the death of a padawan. Master Yoda looked at him sternly.

"Obi-Wan…" Qui-Gon muttered.

He brushed the two stunned boys aside as he walked to the table. His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the bloody parchment. As his finger touched the table, the wetness of them warned him of the liquid. The blood was not dried fully. Just how much blood was there? He shook violently. Is Obi-Wan dead? No, he can't be! Obi-Wan had truly wanted to be his padawan, he will be there. Right? He cried silently inside, begging for reassurance. He must still be alive! His body isn't here. What if he was assassined? No, it was suicide. But….So many thoughts tumbled inside his brain, giving him another strong wave of headache.

Then he recalled the last words he had said to him. As if someone will actually pick him… He must have been…. Did his harsh words hurt him? Was Obi-Wan the person at fault of him? Was the consequence of his betrayal really that much? Was his betrayal even counted as one? Or was Qui-Gon the one at fault, being too conscious of Xanatos's faults? Was his over-protectiveness for Xanatos the result of this, the suicide of his Obi-Wan?

He felt tears running down his cheeks and laughed unconsciously. Am I going crazy? Does it really hurt that much? Just that moment, he realized how much Obi-Wan meant to him. He understood the reason why Tahl kept pestering him to go find Obi-Wan when he was still in Melinda/Dann. Even Tahl had understood the importance of Obi-Wan in his life. Obi-Wan was not Xanatos, he never was. So why did he keep on comparing the boy to Xanatos?

It was also Obi-Wan's birthday. Qui-Gon thought, feeling another wave of emotions. What kind of master is he? Not even remembering Obi-Wan's birthday. His eyes trailed down to the river stone floating in the river of blood. His only birthday gift. The only gift he had ever received from him. His eyes took in the rest of the items. The vibroblade, its edge and handle stain with dark dried blood. The lightsaber that Obi-Wan had held for less than a year. Qui-Gon took it out of the puddle. More blood dripped down the handle. He tried to activate it. It was short circuited. With blood. Just how much blood…? Qui-Gon gritted his teeth pried the note out of the blood, ignoring it as it ran down his fingers freely.

Dear Qui-Gon,

I will definitely remember you all. It was definitely a very stunning experience to be a Jedi. I learned a lot, like the value of a life and the code of a Jedi. You know, it was very fun, being with friends in the temple. I love the sceneries and the rooms. And of course, the food! This isn't the end. We will meet again, in the force. I am not saying that you should die or anything, Master Jinn!

Look, when you are reading this, I am probably dead and far away. Don't worry yourself. I am not worthy of being chosen, as you said, right? Come on, tell me the real reason as to why you chose me. It is because that I am trying to kill myself to save you, right? You don't want the name 'Bloody Murderer' on you. That is why you chose me, right? Don't worry, you don't have to deny it anymore. It is fine. I got rid of one piece of trash for you.

I am very sorry for my betrayal, I haven't thought of Xanatos when I decided to stay in Melinda/Dann. I hope it doesn't affect you too much.

Please don't look for me because I am dead. I mean, I don't want you to die. I know that even though you are no longer my master, I still…know you as my master. So just don't die, okay?

Obi-Wan

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