A/N You guys are some of the kindest people ever. *distributes internet cookies and kudos* Thank you for reviewing on what was probably the worst chapter in this story and insanity. ;)
As Obi-Wan Kenobi wakes, leading Ahsoka off the travel barge in civilian clothing, hand on her shoulder, the voice continues to scream in his head.
"MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE KENOBI! MINE MINE MINE-"
It's freakishly terrifying at worst and extremely bone chilling at the best. It somehow reminds him of the time Anakin 'cajoled' him and Ahsoka, dragging along the Senator to watch a horror holo that he'd somehow found in a flea market somewhere. He doesn't even want to ask. Last time he did, Anakin crashed a speeder trying to show him where.
"Hey, Master, you got some time?"
"Anakin, what is it now?"
"I got a horror holo in a flea market, Padme and Ahsoka already got some coolers of blue milk and shurra juice ready. I just came back to get the popcorn. You coming?"
"Yes, I wouldn't want my only Padawan to come screaming to me in the middle of the night because he couldn't get a much needed cuddle."
"I'm glad we understand each other Master, now come on."
The movie night had ended with Ahsoka screaming the building down, Anakin clutching his pillow in terror, Padme burying her head in Anakin's hair and him forcibly stopping the holo from running further. Which had then ended into an argument about who was more freaked after watching the holo, him being declared the winner in the end since he was the only one who had gathered his wits enough to stop the holo. Frankly, he's not sure who is more scared now, the voice screaming inside his head.
Ahsoka hails an air taxi to get them back to the Temple, large blue eyes darting here and there, looking for the creature that has somehow taken Anakin. He tries to reassure her that it isn't the driver but she isn't so sure and presses herself against the wall throughout the entire journey until they've arrived back at the Jedi Temple. He doesn't blame her. He can't after what she's most likely seen. He can only hope she doesn't have the voice screeching inside her head.
Somehow, it becomes quieter once they're inside the Temple. He can't fathom why but he is grateful to say the least.
...
"Master Yoda?" He knocks on the door of the room, a little impatient when his calls are not answered after five minutes of continuous knocking.
"A moment, I require. Wait outside, you will." His impatience only increases when Yoda's voice warbles from the inside. He wonders if that is what Anakin always feels like, not that he'll blame him, no, if this is what it feels like.
"Master! Come on! I'm done already!"
"A moment Padawan. Wait outside, I'll be there in five."
"Five what? Hours? You mean five days at the rate you're packing! Rex isn't going to be happy."
"Come in now, you may, Obi-Wan. Troubled you feel? Anything wrong, there is?" Yoda looks at him with large expectant catlike eyes and the door hisses close behind them.
"Yes...Anakin's Force Presence is...gone." He whispers out the last word, still not comfortable with the fact.
"Weep not for those who have joined with the Force, you will not, no. Rejoice you will, for them, yes?" Yoda plops down on a chair, hands on his beloved gimmer stick. "Know this you do, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Come here to ask me this, you did not. Get straight to the point, you will."
Straight to the point is hard when matters are as complicated as they are now. But he supposes he can try. "Master Yoda, when Anakin died, he could still appear as some sort of ghost and speak to Ahsoka and I, but two days ago, someone took him away. Ripped him away from us. Now there's a strange voice in my head chanting HE'S MINE MINE MINE." Yoda looks troubled at this and it frightens him. If the wisest, oldest Jedi cannot figure out what is wrong, chances are no one can.
"Hmm...Mediate on this, we will. Come. Sit." Yoda hobbles over to his mediation couch, motioning for him to do the same on a few cushions that arrange themselves at Yoda's flick of a hand. "See if we hear the voice, we will."
"MINE KENOBI, HE'S MINE. IF YOU DARE TRY TO TAKE HIM BACK, I WILL MAKE SURE HE SUFFERS FOR IT!"
He can feel Yoda visibly flinch within the Force as darkness pours forth from the voice, screaming at them.
"MINE KENOBI! MINE! HE'S SCREAMED FOR YOU AND THAT PESKY PADAWAN OF HIS! BUT LET ME MAKE THIS CLEAR! HE IS MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! DON'T EVEN TRY TO TAKE HIM BACK, BECAUSE HE IS MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE!"
"MASTER!" the voice is choked with sobs. "DON'T LET ME GO!"
"ANAKIN!" he screams through the Force.
"DON'T LET ME GO!"
"I PROMISE!" He screams over the howl of impending darkness. "I'LL NEVER LET YOU GO!" He hears Anakin sob.
"Don't let me go, Master...Don't let me go..." He can feel a small tendril of Anakin's Force Presence reaching out towards him and he tries to latch on to it.
"HE'S MINE KENOBI! MINE!" and the tendril is ripped apart and tossed into a void of complete darkness.
"Don't let me go..."
"I'll never let you go. ANAKIN!" He's trying to grasp that tendril before it is consumed. It is too late. Far too late.
...
"Obi-Wan. Wake up you will! Obi-Wan!" He feels someone shaking his shoulder with a small hand, clawed? Possibly. He's not sure. His head is still swimming in a state of a sort of Force Trance. He misses Anakin. In his blinded state he reaches out for Anakin.
"Anakin..." His hand is met with a gentle push.
"Here Young Skywalker is not, wake up, you must. What you have seen I must know, to help you." The voices speaks again, warbling in concern. But he's not ready to wake up yet, not ready to leave Anakin behind. Anakin...Anakin needs him. His young Padawan needs him.
"Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan!" The small hand is shaking him again. He doesn't want to wake up, so instead he buries his head in what he assumes is his robes and tries, tries, to force himself back into meditation mode where he can find Anakin.
"Wake up you must. Gone, Young Skywalker is, find him alone, you cannot." The voice is impatient, commanding, at the same time concerned somehow. Yoda, Master Yoda, his mind supplies. The backward speech could not have been spoken by anyone else.
"Master?" He cracks open an eyelid to find himself sprawled all over the floor, hand draped halfway across his face. "Master!" mortified at the loss of his usually impeccable composure, especially in front of Yoda, he springs up from the awkward position, doing his best to smooth out the rumpled robes.
"Awake you are now. Tell Yoda what you saw, you will. Help you, Yoda will try." His head droops and somehow he cannot bring himself to tell Yoda what he has seen. What he has seen has proven his attachment to his former student and violates all the teachings the Jedi have drilled into him since he was a youngling in the crèche.
"Master...I must meditate on what I have seen...alone. I have not been able to comprehend clearly what I have seen." And I must find Anakin. He leaves that part unspoken, but Yoda nods his head in approval.
"Approach this we will, tomorrow. Now rest, yes, rest we both will." Yoda directs him out of the room with a troubled smiled, nodding all the way.
...
"HE IS MINE KENOBI! MINE! I WARNED YOU! HE. IS. MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE!" The voice screeches at him once he locks his door and enters meditation.
"THERE ARE CONSEQUENCES KENOBI! AND YOU ARE NO EXEPTION TO THEM!" The demon screeches at him, closing its fist around the small orb of light that is Anakin. "IF YOU THINK THAT THAT OLD GREEN TROLL CAN SURPASS ME, YOU UNDERESTIMATE MY POWER! AND YOU UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF THE DARK SIDE! "The demon lunges at him, screeching, yellow eyes, now rimmed with red glowing with contempt. And all of a sudden, he is choking on the oily darkness, gagging.
"Master! Don't let me go!" Anakin whispers, light pulsating weakly.
"I will never let you go." He manages to choke the words out, blood starting to trickle down his face.
"That's what I'm afraid of." Anakin's voice is sobbing quietly, and suddenly the tears aren't made of blood, but of water, tinged with bitterness.
"I will never let you go." He whispers through the tears.
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A/N Not the best chapter ever but anyways thank you to Lux's Sister and marthakun45 for all those lovely reviews. They make me really happy, truly.