His body ached and his mind was foggy. No matter how hard he tried, Obi Wan couldn't settle his thoughts. Vader had invaded them and he wasn't sure why he couldn't block him out as quickly or as well as he should've.

You're afraid, Obi Wan.

Obi Wan almost flinched when he heard his master's voice clear his mind. He gave a deep exhale as his muscles relaxed a bit. "I can't focus. My mind is...a mess."

You've grown strong, Obi Wan. But, you are too hard upon yourself.

He didn't understand. Hard on himself? "What?"

You're trying to convince yourself that you are better than this, but you were never trained for something as unexpected as this. This is something far deeper and painful. The pain of betrayal.

"Please...tell me what to do.."

You need to listen to yourself. You're scolding yourself too much. None of this is your fault.

Obi Wan shook his head in disagreement. As much as he trusted his master, he could not believe what he was hearing. "This is all my fault. I allowed Anakin...I allowed him to get lost in what he was doing. He was confused and was being advised by the false teachings of the chancellor. I should've taken better care of him-"

Anakin is not a child, Obi Wan. Not anymore. He made his decision.

"I couldn't stop him.."

No one could've. Not even Padme.

He shut his eyes when he heard her name again. Padme had done nothing wrong. She deserved a far better fate than what was given to her. Now, her children were paying the price for what had happened between her and Anakin. Obi Wan had to get out and make sure they were alright.

There is another who will bring balance to the Force. I sense that their destiny will mix with yours. You must get ahold of yourself!

Obi Wan clenched his fists and held his chin up. Though his body ached, he used whatever strength he had, and focused on the Force. By the grace of Qui Gon, the shackles opened and Obi Wan was free. The collar was still on his neck, but as long as Vader didn't push the button, he would be fine. He approached the door of the room and pressed his ear against them, trying to sense if anyone was outside.

As expected, he sensed two beings outside. Trying to think, he gave the door a few knocks and leaned against the wall, waiting for someone to come in. Sure enough, the door opened with a slide and two Storm troopers entered. He quietly stepped behind one and jammed his elbow into its back with a grunt. The other readied its gun but he was ready with the Force and it flew out of its hand.

He aimed the gun and fired at the Storm trooper. Quickly, he hurried out of the room and slipped into an elevator. When the doors shut, he held the gun in his hand and let out a large sigh of relief. When the elevator opened, he quietly stepped out and didn't even know where he was. He heard several footsteps and slipped into a room. It had a large window, showing the view of space, and a long table in the middle. Obi Wan figured this was where meetings or announcements were held, but he doubted someone like Vader or the emperor were civil enough to have "meetings".

He hurried to the window to try and decipher where they were exactly. Looking around he saw a few planets but couldn't quite tell which ones they were. Suddenly, he sensed someone behind him. He turned and aimed the gun in his hand.

It was a Storm trooper. They held their hands up, not even carrying a weapon.

"Hello, there," they said.

It was a female. The one from before.

Obi Wan grimaced. "I'd hate to shoot a lady. So, I suggest you lock yourself in this room and act like I wasn't here."

"If I wanted to, I would've sounded the alarm before. I want to help you," she replied, still holding her hands up.

"Help me.." he scoffed.

Her hands slowly went to her helmet and she removed it. Her hair was brown and in a braid. She had light skin and dark eyes. "My name is Gestahlka. I want to help you, Obi Wan Kenobi."

He blinked. "Sorry?"

"I want to help-"

"No, no, no, I mean, what was your name?"

"Gestahlka."

"Sorry, I'm not the best with names."

She thought for a moment. "My last name is Freya."

He still kept the gun aimed at her, as he stared. "Why do you want to help me? I have no reason to trust you."

Freya raised an eyebrow. "My business is my own. As for trust, I already mentioned that I have not sounded the alarm of your escape."

"You're going to regret it if you don't tell me why you're helping me. You're a Storm trooper."

"I am not a Storm trooper. They were once clones, were they not?"

Obi Wan paused for a moment until he eventually nodded. "Yes."

"When Order 66 was executed, the clones, now Storm troopers, did not just kill Jedi. A few civilians were killed in the process. My father was one of them. The Jedi fought back against the unexpected attack, and my village managed to get ahold of one of the Storm troopers. When they killed him, the suit was thrown out. Seen as a cursed and evil thing. I took the suit and ran away to find who was responsible for the murder of my father, and now I've found him. Vader will pay for what he has done, and it was only until I learned that you were captured did I realize I would get my revenge."

"You said you wanted to help me escape," Obi Wan said, suspiciously.

"I do. But, that is only possible if you help me kill Vader and the emperor."

Obi Wan shook his head. "He's more powerful than you give him credit for. I cannot help you. I must get off this ship as soon as I can."

Freya narrowed her eyes at him, but she saw that wasn't going to be persuaded. She gave an annoyed sigh and put her helmet back on. "Very well. Follow me."

She hurried across the room and Obi Wan hesitantly followed her. He did not sense any evil in her, but he still didn't completely trust her. Freya led him out of the room and across the hallway. He stopped when she stopped at the end of it. "If you go down this hall, there is a large room of ships. However, there are also more troops. I will go down and distract them. But, you must get on one of those ships as soon as you can."

Suddenly, they jumped when there was a loud alarm sounding. All doors were shut tight, almost in unison, and Freya gasped. She turned to Obi Wan and held out her hand. "The gun! Now!"

He stared at the gun and then at her. "No."

"You must trust me! Hand it over or we will both die!"

Obi Wan considered his options. Either shoot her and try to make a run for it with little chance of success, or give her the gun and surrender to suffer Vader's wrath. He would suffer it either way. Slowly, he handed it to her and she yanked it from his hand. "I'm very sorry."

She fired at him, only grazing his arm, and he groaned aloud. He leaned against the wall, holding his arm and slowly sunk to the floor. Several storm troopers stormed towards them and stopped when Freya clearly had the situation handled. The alarm stopped and the doors all opened once more. They stared as Obi Wan cradled his arm as he remained in pain. Freya was breathing heavily but kept her gun on him as the troops parted. Vader came storming through them and froze when he saw Freya and Obi Wan.

"Well done in capturing the prisoner. However, you opened fire," Vader said, disapprovingly.

Freya wasn't sure what to say. She stared at Vader as she tried to choose her words carefully. "He tried to take my gun-"

"Didn't I specifically state that the prisoner is not to be harmed?"

Obi Wan saw Vader's hand reaching for his saber and he was sure he was going to strike Freya at any moment. He cursed himself for what he was about to do, and held his breath. It happened so fast. He lunged himself onto Vader with a grunt and dragged him down to the floor and began slamming his fist onto his chest. The troopers all aimed their weapons, awaiting a command.

Morons...

Vader used the Force to push Obi Wan off of him and slam him against the wall. Obi Wan's hand shot to his arm and he felt his sleeve was wet. He was bleeding. Vader slowly approached him and drew his saber. The red glow made Obi Wan shiver as he brought the saber towards his injured arm. Freya stared in horror, forgetting that she should've been aiming her gun as well. She wanted to turn away but she just closed her eyes as Vader lightly brought the saber down onto Obi Wan's arm. She had never been so thankful that no one could see her face as she shut her eyes and bit her lip as Obi Wan screamed.