Chapter 11
Jasmine landed the aircraft by an abandoned building, and sat for a moment. She calmed her nerves and her pacing heart. She then climbed out of the aircraft and followed the small walkway into the building. She pulled out her light saber and clicked it on.
"SULVAE!" she cried.
No response. The hair on the back of her neck was standing on end, as she walked in the silent and eerie building. She heard a loud crash coming from a room ahead of her.
"SULVAE!" she yelled again.
This time laughter echoed through the silence.
"So, the big bad Padawan has come to stop me," the voice jeered, as Jasmine walked through another room.
"Come out and fight!" Jasmine called.
"I will in good time," the voice said.
Jasmine entered yet another dark room. But as she made her way into the middle, lights blazed around the room, the doors sealing themselves. She spun around, looking for the Sith Lord.
"Show your face you coward!" she snarled.
"Temper, temper," Sulvae said, emerging from the light.
She smiled as she clicked her light saber on.
"Such a sweet victory this will be," she whispered.
"And why is that?" Jasmine demanded.
"Because not only will i kill you, but your lover boy will avenge you and since I already have an apprentice, I'll just have to kill him as well," Sulvae cooed.
Jasmine growled as she lunged.
Obi Wan Kenobi landed beside Jasmine's air craft and immediately climbed out of it.
"Jasmine!" he called, running into the building.
He clicked his saber on and proceeded into the next room.
Jasmine slammed Sulvae into the wall.
"You can't defeat me!" Sulvae snarled.
"I can and I will!" Jasmine growled.
She took her light saber and sliced off Sulvae's arm.
"!" Sulvae screamed, falling to her knees.
She held the stump of her arm as Jasmine stood over her.
"Didn't feel too good, did it?" she asked.
Sulvae glared up at her.
"No, but I'm not dead yet!" she yelled.
She pulled a second saber out of her robe and lunged at Jasmine, whose own saber met the beam.
"Listen little girl. I am the Sith Lord. You can't defeat me on your own!" she snapped.
"She's not on her own!" Obi Wan said, entering the room.
"Ooh, it's my lucky day. I can kill two Padawans with one stone," Sulvae said, gleefully.
"Obi Wan! Stay back!" Jasmine yelled.
Sulvae took this distraction and aimed a kick into Jasmine's stomach, causing the Padawan to slam into the wall and crumble onto the floor.
"Jasmine!" Obi Wan cried.
He ran up behind Sulvae, but before he could hit her, she whipped around and almost took his arm off. Sulvae turned her attention to him then. Jasmine climbed to her knees, catching her breath. She watched the fight for a moment and saw Obi Wan sprawled against the other floor, clutching his arm.
"No!" she screamed, lurching to her feet.
She lifted her saber high above her head and charged Sulvae.
"You should not have screamed," she heard Sulvae whisper before whipping around and sliding her black saber beam across Jasmine's midsection.
Jasmine doubled over and collapsed onto the ground. She heard distant voices and saw Qui-Gon Jinn and Damascus Golgotha rushing into the room. She crawled out of the way and huddled against the wall, trying to regain her strength to rejoin the fight. She heard a howl of pain and saw all three men looming over Sulvae's body on the floor. She wasn't stirring. Jasmine pulled herself onto her feet and walked over to them.
Obi Wan caught her as she fell. She was gasping for air.
"Minnie!" he said, lowering her to the floor.
"Obi Wan, listen to me," she said, gasping.
Obi Wan looked at her, tears in his eyes.
"I love you. Please, don't let me be your downfall. You will be a great Master. Promise me, you'll put me in your past and move on," she said, begging.
Obi Wan shook his head.
"Promise me!" she said, furiously.
"I-I promise," he said, finally.
"I love you," she repeated.
"I love you, Minnie," he said.
She closed her eyes and laid her head to the side.
"Obi Wan," Qui-Gon said, placing his hand on the Padawans shoulder.
"Give me a minute," Obi Wan begged.
"I'm afraid we can't. We have to take both Jasmine and Sulvae's bodies back to the Counsel. Please. We must hurry," Qui-Gon insisted.
Obi Wan carefully got to his feet, with Jasmine's body in his arms. He carried her back out to the aircrafts and laid her gently in the craft the Masters brought.
"Did you want me to fly one of the other two, Master?" Obi Wan asked, bowing slightly.
"No. Fly with us. You can have your grieving while flying," Qui-Gon said, gently as he and Damascus carried Sulvae's body onboard.
Obi Wan nodded and climbed onto the ship behind them and kneeled beside Jasmine. He took her hand in his.
"I love you. I always have, and I always will," he whispered, as the craft took off into the air.