A/N - I'm back! So yeah sorry about the longer than usual wait but I have been away travelling for a while, now that I'm back my main focus is writing for the short time so the schedule should be getting back on track :)

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In the bottomless depths of the force Obi-Wan Kenobi remained entrenched in a fathomless healing trance, in the infinity that was the light. His mind remained separate from the corporeal world as he drew on the strength and allowed his body to be filled with it. Every nerve ending, each single cell absorbed the magnificent energy, his body was full with it. By the time Obi-Wan resurfaced from the taxing task his entire body was drowning in the force's currents, instead of being dragged down by the weight he felt a great deal lighter than he ever had. His soul felt lighter.

It took a few moments for Obi-Wan to ground himself back into the real world, bring his limbs back to life and allow his heart rate to increase to a normal pace once more. His entire body felt tingly as the lasting effects of prolonged force use clung to his muscles, to his mind. As he reconnected with the present moment Obi-Wan felt a very familiar presence pressing urgently on his mind, Anakin.

The urgency of the tapping on his mind made up Obi-Wan's mind about reopening the connection, now he had more time to balance himself he was sure he could keep the damaging memories away from his Padawan. He allowed the adamantine strength blocks on their greyed out bond to fall away and slowly but surely Anakin's panicked voice screamed through to his own.

'Master! Master!'

'Anakin, I can hear you there's no need to shout.' Obi-Wan winced as the yelling from his apprentice caused the awful banging in his head to increase to a painful magnitude.

'Sorry it's just you weren't responding,' The boy replied quickly, voice now laced with enthusiasm and joy over the new found contact.

Before Obi-Wan actually replied he suddenly noticed the glaring obvious, Anakin was on the move. Intense panic started to well up inside of his body, his heart leapt into his throat as the possibly deadly implications set in. Did Dooku know? What was he doing with Anakin? Evidently his rise in panic over the deduction travelled through to his apprentice as the boy quickly answered his demanding queries.

'I escaped, Master!' Obi-Wan's monumental joy over his Padawan's ingenuity was short-lived as his apprentice continued. 'I'm coming to get you free as well.'

'What?! Anakin, no. You have to get out of here!' Obi-Wan hissed back urgently to the wayward apprentice, willing the boy to do as he was told for once in his life.

Obi-Wan glanced anxiously around the med-bay in hopes that his reaction hadn't been picked up by the medical droids, thankfully they seemed to be oblivious to his shocked reaction and carried on with their various tasks.

Of course Anakin Skywalker did no such thing, Obi-Wan caught the gist of his apprentice's thoughts even though they never fully formed into a sentence, he refused to leave his Master behind. His Padawan did not respond but he didn't have to for Obi-Wan to know he was refusing to listen, the bright presence he had grown to know the past few years was swiftly converging on the med-bay. When would that boy ever learn?

Obi-Wan managed to sit up and swing his legs over the edge of the bed without moaning or wincing too much, the wounds that had been ailing his body had now been mostly healed and the misery of moving was nowhere near the same dizzying heights as hours previously. The droids fussed over his movements and went to communicate for some assistance, he crushed them all with a single grasping action before any could report on the change in events, before the inevitable arrival of his disobedient apprentice.

He couldn't really lay the blame solely on Anakin's shoulder's, the boy still believed his Master was succumbing to the dark side so would of course do everything in his power to get them both out of the clutches of Dooku. The real question was why wasn't Dooku aware of Anakin's escape? He felt outwards into the force and detected the Count's presence on what appeared to be the bridge of the ship, with no change in his state of mind. This confirmed that the ex-Jedi had no inkling of Anakin's escape, he would not be as calm as he was if he had.

He had just about managed to climb shakily to his feet as the med-bay doors' crashed open in an impressive show of force manipulation to admit one very excited looking Padawan. Anakin bounded into the room eyes wild whilst scanning for any threats before a wide grin adorned his features as he locked eyes with his Master. Obi-Wan too allowed a smile pull at his lips despite the blatant disregard for orders, it certainly was good to see his Padawan again in one piece. The smile however was obliterated from his face as he stared straight into Anakin's eyes, Vader's eyes.

A chill descended on his skin and the smell of burning Sulphur suddenly seemed to assault his nostrils as the bright lighting of the med-bay dropped away, only to be replaced by a scene he never wanted to see again. As he stared into Anakin's bright blue eyes instead of seeing him where he was in the here and now, Obi-Wan imagined the little boy on a faraway world in a time drowning in evil.

The scene augmented into a harrowing recent memory, his Padawan was writhing on the floor screaming hoarsely as flames licked against his skin. Anakin Skywalker's pain wracked eyes pleaded for his Master to end the agony, end the excruciating misery he was in. Obi-Wan stumbled back from the sheer realty of the image he was witnessing, the charred remains of the bright-eyed boy lay at his feet, the once clear blue eyes of his Padawan now unseeing and lifeless.

"Master!"

Obi-Wan scrambled away as a strong grip caught hold of his arm, causing the terrifying vision to fade out of existence. He blinked once or twice before his sight focused and the calming backdrop of the med-bay thankfully warped into existence. Obi-Wan felt extremely faint, his skin white as a sheet as if he had seen a ghost, in some ways he had.

Anakin guided his Master to sit back on the medical stretcher, brows furrowed in apprehension and full blown worry over Obi-Wan's change in behaviour. Obi-Wan clamped his eyes and mind shut whilst he worked to center himself once again, the simple act of seeing Anakin had unsettled him to a higher level than anything he could have ever imagined. Obi-Wan could not allow those memories to resurface again, he wouldn't allow it.

Anakin meanwhile had grabbed a cup of water to give to Obi-Wan, who gratefully took it with shaky hands and sipped whilst still striving to balance himself in the immovable force. He only risked opening his mind and bond with his Padawan once the dangerous emotions and memories were locked down tight. Obi-Wan looked up into the anxious eyes of Anakin Skywalker as the boy waited patiently for Obi-Wan to recover. What must he look like to his apprentice now?

"What did he do to you?" The query was barely more than a whisper, the young voice threatening to crack with emotion as he took in his Master's new scars and general haggard appearance.

Obi-Wan sighed before placing a comforting arm on Anakin's shoulder, squeezing affectionately in an attempt to calm the boy's frazzled emotions.

"Nothing, Padawan, this was all the work of Ventress."

Obi-Wan could feel the spike of anger from his apprentice clearly, thankfully his Padawan had learnt from past mistakes and released the unwanted emotion into the force. The entire action made Obi-Wan immensely proud and he let it show on all of his features, this deemed to actually help thaw some of the ice surrounding the pair as Anakin effectively leapt into his arms, limbs clinging around his Master's neck unwilling to let go ever again.

Obi-Wan grunted as the full brunt of his Padawan slammed into him almost taking the pair of them toppling over the edge of the precarious medical cot, Anakin noted the discomfort and immediately adjusted his grip to alleviate the awkwardness for Obi-Wan. He was very grateful for it. He allowed himself a full minute just to rejoice in the contact with Anakin, just a few moments where nothing else mattered in the galaxy. Of course as with all good things they had to come to an end, it was time he and Anakin resurface into the real world and the almighty mess they were still in.

"I thought I ordered you to get the blazes out of here, Padawan."

Anakin pulled back without even the slightest hint of regret or shame gracing his features, he stood there rooted in his conviction that he had made the right decision.

"And I told you, Master, I'm not leaving you."

Obi-Wan glared sternly at his apprentice as the boy continued to stand there, unmoving. This boy could definitely be stubborn when he wanted to be, they would have to have words when the duo got out of here. That was when realisation dawned on Obi-Wan, even though he could foresee Anakin's escape he could not say the same for himself. It was of no consequence to him really, as long as his Padawan was safe. That was all that mattered.

He had already resolved to listen and follow the will of the force when acting on the future, and the force was now telling him to get Anakin the blazes of this ship and out of the clutches of Dooku. Obi-Wan was no fool he knew exactly what Dooku planned for his Padawan, had experienced the immense distaste the ex-Jedi held for the boy. Dooku wanted to see his Padawan dead, ideally by Obi-Wan's hand. He scoffed at the very idea, that would never happen.

The force puzzlingly had been urging him to remain with Dooku the past few hours, this was perhaps why he did not have a good feeling about both of them getting off the ship. Obi-Wan resigned to the fact that perhaps he was meant to die here, or his and Dooku's paths had not finished intertwining, there was also still the looming threat of Darth Sidious to deal with. Whatever lay ahead in the future Obi-Wan vowed he would listen to the force, as a Jedi should.

Without wasting another moment in contemplation Obi-Wan indicated to his Padawan that this conversation was not over, only postponed, and stood to head out of the med-bay. Anakin steadied him as the blood seemed to rush to his head all at once and the two made their way towards the exit, both scouring the surrounding force for any nearby assailants. To their luck the immediate surroundings were clear so both Master and Apprentice left the confined space and headed off in hopes of finding a way off the ship.

As they crept along corridors Obi-Wan became increasingly suspicious to the lack of foot fall in the halls, he could feel Dooku's growing rage from here yet no alarm seemed to have been sounded. It was an enigma. Why had Dooku not noticed either of their escape's?

The reason why Dooku hadn't the time to check on his prisoners was the sudden arrival of an intruding ship, one which he could sense even from this far was carrying Jedi. The force on the bridge exploded in a sudden fit of rage as Dooku acknowledged that they had been found, sparks flew erratically from consoles as his tremendous fury crushed everything in the general vicinity. Droids continued to look on impassively at the carnage refusing to comment on the sudden outburst, only striving to continue with their pre-programmed response to prepare the ship for an engagement.

How did they find me? He menacingly drawled, barely being able to hold together his already frayed violent emotions. Dooku then noted that other ships were not dropping out of hyperspace, it seemed this one had come alone. Interesting.

Well if they wanted to challenge them then the Jedi would very much regret it, his state of the art star ship was equipped with the latest weapons and shielding available. He would crush their pathetic rescue attempts. Before he could order the droids to open fire a transmission signal was detected, it seemed they wanted to talk. Very well, Dooku would listen to what they had to say perhaps he could find out more of what they knew. He nodded to the crew member to accept the communication and soon the viewport was filled with the incoming transmission.

Dooku studied the image deftly, in a matter of seconds, evaluating every person and their motives. There appeared to be only two Jedi on board, a Master and an apprentice. He was unfamiliar with the young woman that was evidently the Master of the pair, it had been some time since he was interested in the newer generation though.

"I don't believe we have been acquainted," He started formally, good manners cost nothing after all.

"No we have not, however your reputation proceeds you, Master Dooku," The blonde Jedi replied tersely, distaste for the aristocratic man standing in front of her evident for all to see.

Dooku's eyes narrowed as he measured the young women's displeasure, evidently she knew enough about his operations to hold such a level of loathing even without having met him.

"I believe you have me at a disadvantage," Dooku drawled whilst glancing over at a console which was currently performing a ship wide scan on their vessel, seeking defensive and offensive capabilities alike.

"I am Master Tachi, now where is Obi-Wan?" She all but growled back, impatient streak bleeding through.

Dooku observed the young women stood before him with an increased critical gaze, dissecting everything about the way she held herself and the very interesting fact that she asked where Obi-Wan was. Not Master Kenobi. This woman was familiar enough with Obi-Wan to automatically use a first name basis, she was close to him. That much was now clearly evident as he peered closer at the image of the Jedi on screen, she was anxiously waiting on his answer and it was also now clear to Dooku where the rage he had picked up was coming from. She was projecting her hatred of him, because of what she believed he had done to Obi-Wan.

"Obi-Wan? I'm afraid I don't know to who you're referring," He mockingly replied, feigning confusion as the scans of her vessel neared their completion. It would only take a few minutes longer before he could blow their ship out of the sky and escape with his precious cargo.

"Don't mess me around, Dooku. I know he's there, I can feel him." She ceased efforts of keeping control over her own temper, effectively spitting back the retort. A short fuse on this one then.

"Is that so?" Dooku queried dangerously, this woman was certainly close to Obi-Wan if she could identify him from this long a distance, the situation was getting more interesting by the second. Of course she was now posing an obstacle and risk to his operation so regrettably he moved on with battle plans, indicating to various crew members and droids to prepare for an assault.

"Tell me, Master Tachi, if the Jedi know about my dastardly plans then why did they send just one ship?"

He was rewarded with her sharp intake of breath as their ship's outdated systems started to recognise the preparations being carried out on his, she understood the threat well enough to order her own people to prepare defensive measures, it was a shame it would be too late for her valiant rescue attempts. It was clear her actions were clouded by emotions, her paramount worry for Obi-Wan over-writing all logical thinking.

"Who said anything about just one ship?" She managed to reply with slight smirk, the smugness just about covering up the anxiousness she was feeling.

Was she bluffing, stalling or simply attempting to aggravate him further? Dooku mused the reason was still inconsequential, he would destroy her ship and then escape himself. He gave the signal to cut off the transmission and begin, immediately the atmosphere was drowning with the booming sounds of sonic cannons disrupting, the whirring of the photon laser beams targeting at every inch of the enemy's vessel.

He strode purposefully to another of the consoles for a more detailed readout of his foe's ship, it was always prudent to never underestimate the enemy. Their ships were of roughly the same size, of course his vessel was state of the art whereas theirs was a long retired model. Still he mused they had an impressive arsenal at their disposal and the shielding seemed to have been cannibalised from a newer model. Dooku was not complacent enough to believe this would be over and done with in a matter of minutes, the enemy ship was in fact smaller and faster than his in sub-light so manoeuvrability was a plus for them.

He glanced up at the now clear viewport to catch an update of the situation and noted the enemy ship indeed did have good manoeuvrability, more of their shots missed their target than found them. Of course when Dooku's weapons found their mark the damage caused was catastrophic, chunks of the Jedi Master's vessel careered off into every direction as systems were slowly but surely disabled.

They managed to land a few lucky blows themselves which actually more than once caused Dooku to grip the edge of the console over the shock of the impact, alarms started to blare from various systems as the damage wrought caused further explosions and systems to permanently go off line. Dooku actually glared as a direct hit to their sonic cannons left a sizeable whole in his hull, as well as achieving in taking the most powerful weapons out of play.

"Target just there," He commanded one of the droids whilst pointing to a diagram of the enemy ship, it was time to land a few hard blows to them.

All of Dooku's remaining weapons fired at the exact same spot, to the Jedi's credit the evasive tactics were enough to escape most of the fire, but alas inevitably it was still not enough. Dooku allowed a grin to sneak onto his face as the sound of his enemy's engines failing reached their bridge, the awful groaning and explosive melody as his weapons continued to hit their mark.

It wasn't long before her ship was effectively dead in the water, without propulsion or weapons. Dooku grinned at the upcoming victory, revelled in the prospect of continuing his plans without further interruption, that was until of course they were interrupted. He had been so caught up in battle that the Count failed to identify the approach of what appeared to be hundreds of Jedi, a blasted fleet no less! It seemed Master Tachi wasn't completely lying only stalling, and it had worked.

For the first time in years Dooku started to panic, he had never felt as exposed as he did now, surrounded by dozens of Jedi transports. It was evident a strategic retreat was in order before the new forces trapped him here.

"Into hyperspace!" He ordered crisply.

When nothing happened Dooku glared at the inept droid who was pushing buttons and reading consoles quicker than he ever could, it turned to face him expressionless as it delivered disastrous news.

"The engines were damaged in the last explosion-"

Whatever the droid was going to finish saying was lost as Dooku's hand crushed the blasted thing and flung it's remains across the room. He ordered one of his crewmen to double check the droid's findings, hoping that it had just had a loose wire and the awful truth wouldn't come to pass. From the chill that raced up the man's spine Dooku deduced the droid had not been mistaken, as much as he desired to take his growing rage out on the man he realised it would be far more appropriate for the men to side with him if the Jedi were to make it aboard. So with an enormous amount of restraint Dooku dismissed the apologetic crew member back to his station and ordered everyone to prepare for evasive manoeuvres, if the ship was going down then he would be taking as many Jedi as he could with it.

An increasing number of vessels joined the fray as the vessel rocked under the weight of the assault, sparks flying from every inch of the bridge room as engines and weapons were disabled. Just when things could get no worse did Ventress come flying onto the bridge, delivering catastrophic news.

"Kenobi and Skywalker have escaped," She hissed knowingly, a slight hint of gloating to her tone as if to say 'I told you so.'

His already barely contained fury threatened to boil over explosively at the statement, force that was all he needed! Dooku would bet any money that the Skywalker boy was to blame, he had just been with Obi-Wan and there was no way the falling Jedi would have initiated an escape attempt.

Dooku did not appreciate the boldness from Ventress either, not one bit. He menacingly bore down on her lightning already beginning to cackle at his fingertips. She would feel how displeased he was with her, as soon as he got a hold of his prize and that brat of a Padawan. She submissively averted her eyes downwards which he took for as enough for now, Kenobi was far too important to be allowed to escape.

Glancing back out the viewport Dooku relented to the fact that he was fighting a losing battle, the ship was going to be lost. With this revelation in mind he ordered the remaining droids and crew members that were not needed to follow him, they were going to retreat off of the ship, Dooku would not leave without Kenobi however he would not allow all of his work to be undone.

He, Ventress and dozens of droids stormed off of the bridge heading towards the two beacons in the force, which were inadvertently or not giving away their position. Dooku could sense Obi-Wan's hesitation from here, he knew the only reason he was even running away was for his Padawan's sake. The young Knight most probably felt a sense of duty to protect the boy still, Dooku could understand that. With a bond as strong as Obi-Wan's and Skywalker's, even after all of his damaging meddling they were still closer than most Jedi, Obi-Wan would naturally fall back on his instinct to protect the boy.

If there was one thing in the universe which would bring Obi-Wan back to the light, it would be that blasted Padawan of his. Dooku could not allow all of his lengthly work to be unraveled. He wouldn't. Dooku rocketed along the ship's corridors raging like a barely contained storm, almost being knocked off balance more than once as the endless barrage of firing continued to send shockwaves through his vessel. It seemed the Jedi were aiming to disable him.

So be it, he mused. He had a backup ship waiting on board, an escape plan Dooku always planned for contingencies. Their path to the ship bay was going to coincide with Obi-Wan's, he could once and for all stand by the powerful Jedi as his ally. It was time he and his new apprentice escaped from this mess and proceeded with their imperative task, it was time to kill Darth Sidious.

Obi-Wan and Anakin raced along one of the various ship's long corridors as another volley of shots rocked and sent shockwaves through the vessel. Obi-Wan had noted the arrival of more sentient life forms as he reached out in the force, strangely enough he had felt a familiar presence nearby too, one belonging to Siri Tachi. He shut down the connection as quickly as he had made it, realising anymore distractions to his already fragile state of mind may end up with him succumbing to his emotions after all. If Siri were here though… Perhaps the Jedi had found them!

As they raced towards what they presumed and hoped was one of the ship bay's Obi-Wan felt a prompting from the force, he needed to explain as much as he could to his Padawan if they were to be separated, it was imperative.

"Look, Anakin, I need to tell you something," He breathlessly informed the already racing ahead Padawan.

Anakin in turn looked over his shoulder incredulously, in disbelief that his Master would be starting a conversation at this perilous time.

"Is this really the time now, Master?"

Obi-Wan made a mental note to add immediate obedience to the ever growing list of what Anakin would have to be prepared for as soon as they got out of this mess, they would be having some very long conversations indeed.

"This is very important, Padawan, the Jedi must be told this."

Anakin shook off the importance of the message believing his and Obi-Wan's escape together to be more prudent, of course Obi-Wan had seen for himself he wasn't going to be escaping with his Padawan.

"We can tell them together now come on!" The boy excitedly cried as he gripped Obi-Wan's arm harder effectively pulling him along.

Obi-Wan shook his head slowly over the boys antics, he was sure Anakin could feel the imminent warnings of the force as he could, his Padawan had obviously resorted to ignoring them all as they showed the two of them parting ways once again. Obi-Wan gulped as the realisation was once again hard to swallow, Anakin had to hear this whether he wanted to admit the possible future or not.

"Anakin, please, if I don't make it out of here you need to know this."

Obi-Wan once again felt the brushing aside of a warning, the boy believing he knew better.

"We're both making it out of here," Anakin Skywalker determinedly replied as the pair reached another fork in their travels.

Obi-Wan still could not sense any life forms converging on their position, even though he was certain Dooku must have learned of their escape by now. He was sure the spike in rage had originated from the Count. Of course if the Jedi had found them, which was becoming less like a dream and more like reality as numerous more ships converged on their position, then Dooku would most likely be preoccupied with that threat.

"I wish that were true, let's just say I have a bad feeling about the imminent future."

Anakin stopped in his tracks as the implications of Obi-Wan's words caught up with his own mind, spinning round to face his Master with a look of obligation on his young face.

"I can't see you die, I won't," The boy assured him, a dangerous tone ready for anyone who questioned his resolve,

Obi-Wan gripped his Padawan's shoulders, willing him to understand an important truth. The last thing he wished for was for Anakin too fall because of his death, his Padawan would have to learn the lesson of detachment extremely quickly if the worst were to befall Obi-Wan. Of course the lesson would not be a welcome or fair one but Obi-Wan hoped Anakin would be tenacious enough to follow his teachings.

"If I die, Anakin, then that is the will of the force and you will be strong, I trust you to be that."

Anakin gulped as the sincerity reached him through their bond, the force all but confirming that he and Obi-Wan would not be escaping this ship together.

"This is going to be hard to digest I understand that but you need to know the truth, I know I've been worrying you with my actions the past day especially where it came to Dooku. I need you to know that I haven't turned, nor will I, Dooku needed to believe I would."

Anakin's brows furrowed in immense confusion over Obi-Wan's words, what he was telling him would explain everything that had happened the past day but Anakin knew there were times he had felt Obi-Wan's intense rage, how could that have been faked? Why didn't he simply tell Anakin?

"But…But…" He tried and failed to form words.

"I wish I could explain it all to you now but there's no time Anakin, just know this I haven't fallen to the dark side and I never will."

The sincerity behind Obi-Wan's words caught him off guard for a moment, he would have to simply place all of his trust in his Master's words, funnily enough Anakin Skywalker didn't find the prospect hard at all. Obi-Wan released his grip on his Padawan's shoulders and steered the boy into the next empty corridor, still scanning nearby for any enemies.

"Now you are getting out of here I will make sure of it, when you do you need to tell the Council something, something which they will have trouble believing," Obi-Wan explained whilst still pushing his Padawan ahead of him slowly.

"All of this is hard to believe," Anakin grumbled quietly, of course Obi-Wan still heard the uttered phrase.

Obi-Wan allowed himself to chuckle darkly before his face transformed into that of seriousness, preparing to reveal an enormous secret that had been weighing on his soul.

"Chancellor Palpatine is the Sith Lord."

Anakin almost burst out laughing as if his Master had told an exceedingly funny joke, the pained expression on his Mater's face however told him otherwise, he was deadly serious.

Anakin went to reply but found he had no words, how could the Chancellor be a Sith Lord? There must be some kind of mistake… He had been growing closer to Chancellor Palpatine, the kind elderly man had taken an interest in his Jedi life and had always been supportive. It was unthinkable to place the image of a Sith where the revered man stood.

"Tell them to check the security footage for the med-bay, time interval about an hour ago. Dooku confirmed it right in front of me, he wasn't lying, Anakin. They will see me act rather controversially so to say, it was important Dooku believe that I was capable of being his apprentice, imperative that he see I was falling."

Obi-Wan realised the Council wouldn't have all the information he had, they would take his words and actions to be corrupt. It didn't matter what people thought of him however, all that mattered was the end of the Sith once and for all.

"No matter what any of them say, Anakin, don't let your anger cloud your actions, it doesn't matter what the Council think of me at this point. If I make it out of here then I'm sure there will be ample time to dissect all of my decisions in painful detail."

"I understand," Anakin mumbled quietly, still in shock over the reeling news.

Anakin wanted to tell Obi-Wan that Sith dealt in lies, wanted to blame all of this on his Master's ordeals but the more he thought about the idea of Palpatine being a Sith strangely the more the force approved. The very fact itself rang with such truth that it was hard to believe that he hadn't even thought to think the deadly truth before. The kind old man that Anakin had gotten so used to seeing, the man that had become a sort of father figure, behind Obi-Wan of course was an agent of evil. Anakin shuddered as the pieces aligned, realisation and shock setting in over how blind all the Jedi had been, how long could it have been until they realised? How much damage could the evil man wrought?

It all made sense now, the way Palpatine manoeuvred himself into power, Naboo… With the thought train came a deadly realisation, if Sidious had been the cause of the Naboo crisis then Qui-Gon's murder was the old man's fault. Anakin felt intense hatred well up inside of him for the man that had called himself his friend, his advisor. Palpatine had effectively murdered Qui-Gon, the monster deserved to pay.

Both Master and Apprentice carried onwards in pensive silence as the footfall increased around them, men and droids alike racing along corridors and into hatchways as shockwave after shockwave blasted into the ship. They both dizzyingly felt a higher number of force sensitives arrive as the deadly space battle continued around them, the Jedi had come to rescue them.

A/N - Finally Anakin and Obi-Wan seem to have luck on their side! Things will be coming to a head soon and this story will be sadly coming to an end sooner rather than later. I imagine there will be a maximum of 10 more chapters, probably less. I do have a sequel planned though which should be exciting to write :) Please leave some feedback if you have the time, thanks for the continued support as always!

Until next time...