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Chapter 13

Obi Wan awoke still in his cell, he sat up slowly and touched his chest to find it heavily bandaged. He moved back and leant against the wall. For the first time in a long while he felt completely aware of his surroundings. Someone had kindly decided to leave him something to eat. He fell upon it ravenously as he had not eaten in days. The food was horrible and it was a fight to swallow, but Obi Wan felt that in the current circumstances he would have eaten anything that was offered to him.

Not very long after, when the tray lay abandoned to the side, empty of a single crumb the door slid open. Devoid of his force sense Obi Wan started and steeled himself for whoever might enter, but he relaxed as Skye slid through the door. She bent and picked up the empty tray without making eye contact, but as she walked past him on her way out she knelt down and held his wrist as if checking his pulse, as she went through the motions she whispered to him quickly

"The Emperor is putting you on a ship tonight; it is a trap in an attempt to draw out the rebels. They know it is a trap, but they are coming anyway. Just be prepared to move quickly!"

Obi Wan said nothing in reply, he only nodded and Skye stood up again and spoke loudly and expressionlessly

"You seem to be recovering your strength Jedi, as long as you don't have any more incidents."

With that, she left and Obi Wan was left alone with his thoughts. He had a dilemma: If the rebels did indeed come that night, then they would encounter either Anakin or Sidious, or perhaps both and that made the outcome of the fight uncertain, but if they did not come then the Sith would know they had been betrayed and Skye (who had clearly made contact with the rebels) or himself would receive the blame for it. It was not an ideal situation and Obi Wan did not like it. As he sat in his cell, only able to wait, he spoke the words that seemed to have become like a ritual to him over millions of past missions.

"I have a bad feeling about this."

A few hours later, Sidious strolled through the door looking like the cat that got the cream. Anakin followed at his heels in a black cloak with the hood up, hiding his face. The pair behaved entirely as if Obi Wan wasn't capable of understanding them.

"Get him up!" Sidious spat at Anakin, Obi Wan expected Anakin to loose his control, but instead he nodded and began to walk towards his former master.

Obi Wan steeled himself mentally and prepared to struggle, but all thoughts of fighting were pushed out of his mind as force lightning suddenly leapt from Sidious' fingers and coursed through his body. While the Jedi was still reeling from this unexpected attack, Anakin grabbed him by the arms and hauled him roughly to his feet before slipping a pair of binders around his wrists.

Sidious surveyed Obi Wan with satisfaction and then snapped at Anakin "Why are you still standing there! Get to the ship! And take the Jedi with you!" At that Anakin bowed and gave Obi Wan a sharp push ahead of him. They left together and began to walk.

It was an unexpectedly long trek through the building to the ship and Obi Wan felt his newfound strength begin to wane; his injuries slowly began to burn like fire and every movement seemed to be taking more out of him. At last, he faltered, his left foot seemed to somehow miss the floor and he fell forwards, however before he landed he felt someone supporting him. Anakin (or Vader) had grabbed his arm to stop him from hitting the ground. Furious at his own weakness, Obi Wan tugged his arm free and began walking again. Vader smiled cruelly

"Your loss, but don't be surprised when I end up carrying you. You never minded needing my support before!"

Obi Wan snarled at him, he was indeed slightly regretting the lack of support now, but he had far too much pride to admit to it. "I accepted the support of a friend! I accepted the support of Anakin! I will never give in to Vader."

"Like I said, it's your loss."

The two of them continued on in silence for a few more seconds until unexpectedly, and before Vader could move to do anything, Obi Wan's knees buckled under him and he collapsed to the ground, jarring all his injuries. Vader sighed and walked towards him.

"Fool! Why didn't you say?" with that, he pulled Obi Wan to his feet and half carried him along the corridor, ignoring his feeble attempts to pull away.

After that it did not take long before they arrived at the hangar. Vader pushed Obi Wan ahead of him and the pair of them boarded a huge ship that was preparing to take-off. There were hundreds of clones already on board and they were all waiting at their posts for the command to begin. Also on board, Skye Sadow stood with the other two medics in front of their room for the voyage. Vader pulled Obi Wan off the bridge and into the rooms. After walking along the vast corridor for a short while, the Sith tugged open a door and pushed Obi Wan inside. As Obi Wan hit the floor, he heard the lock click behind him. That was it, he was trapped and he would not be able to aid the rebels or really do anything until the door was reopened.

Anakin walked as fast as he could towards the cockpit, he was determined to put as much distance between him and Obi Wan as was humanely possible. Force! But there was something about the man that seemed to cause him to question everything all over again and even constant feelings of guilt. To make himself feel better, he decided to instigate the take-off. He gave the order for everyone to prepare themselves and then launched the ship. He navigated for a short while, taking his anger out as he swerved and moved around and then he handed the controls back to the slightly ill looking pilot before wandering off.

While Vader was occupied, Skye slipped through the ship, trying desperately to look as if she had a purpose in what she was doing. Whenever one of the clones questioned her, she held out her Medi-Kit like a token of safe passage and hurried past them. She could hardly believe her luck when she made it to the room where Obi Wan was being kept unchecked- because if anyone had bothered to check the contents of her Medi-Kit they would have found a surprise.

Obi Wan was leaning against the wall seemingly staring into space when Skye entered. She shut the door behind her and knelt down next to him

"How are you feeling?"

"Well, considering the circumstances; absolutely wonderful!" said Obi Wan sarcastically

"At least you've got your rather legendary sense of humour back at any rate!" retorted Skye with a laugh. Obi Wan could not help but smile in reply to this. After that, Skye quickly returned to business "I can't let you out of here, it would be far to obvious if Vader already suspects me, but I can make sure that you get out yourself when the time comes and that you can deal with the problems you will encounter once you get out!"

She produced the Medi-Kit with a flourish and unzipped it. She handed Obi Wan a very small, but very powerful blaster. He raised his eyebrows

"Couldn't you have found anything more civilised than a blaster?"

She snorted "If you had any idea the trouble I went to, to get you that…you'll take what you get and like it!"

"Understood." He grinned and slipped the blaster inside his robes.

After that, Skye produced a needle "It's the anti-force suppressant drug, but you can't take it until the rebels arrive because as soon as you can touch the force again Vader will sense you and he'll be here before you can even consider thinking of feeling the force!" Obi Wan nodded

"I owe you thanks Skye, you've done so much for me. I hope I live to repay you someday."

"I'll hold you to that Jedi!" With that she turned and hurried from the room, Obi Wan sighed as the lock clicked behind him again. Now the waiting began.

In the cockpit, the pilot was looking agitated. There had been a sighting of an unfamiliar ship in hyperspace and he had put up the ships shields. In his opinion, the shields were bad news. Albeit, the shields were a good help once in danger, but if you were not in danger to begin with then there would be no need for the shields in the first place. He sighed, yes; the shields were a bad omen.

Vader appeared next to him. "The Rebels are nearing us. I sense a disturbance in the Force."

The pilot nodded along; he had no belief in the Force, but when your boss believed in it, and when your boss was damn good with any kind of weapon, then it was easier just to agree.

Abruptly a ship appeared in front of them, bright red amongst the silver stars. Vader's fists clenched and everyone's hands trembled over the controls for the ships guns. The ship seemed to hover in stillness for a moment, and then a bright flash of light leapt from it. it sped towards them faster than the eye could follow and smashed against the shields. The whole ship shuddered.

Battle had begun.

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