Tatooine
Obi wan Kenobi made it to Tatooine safely, reaching the city of Mos Eisley, which was the closest settlement to the Lars Farm. Luke had ran off to the Lars family, and Obi wan needed to keep close. Mos Eisley was the perfect cover from the Empire too, it was a city filled with scum and villainy, one of the most notorious in the Galaxy. The best part was that the Empire wasn't present. A few months ago, Jabba the Hutt made deals with the Gundao Syndicate to allow their fleet to pass through the system. The Syndicate passed through Tatooine, leaving some ships behind, and then struck Duros. Tatooine was punished by having all Imperial forces withdrawn, and left to defend itself.
Now with the Syndicate eradicated, there essentially was no law on Tatooine. Morality and principles were traded off for money and self- interests, it wasn't a part of the society anymore. Obi wan was easily able to fit in with the culture, finding a small hut on the outskirts of the city. The man spent most of his time to himself, meditating on the Force and trying to contact Qui Gon Jinn. Days and days passed, and Kenobi would sit still, trying his hardest to find his Master. He needed to unlock the mysteries of the Force, he needed to discover the full potential. In doing so, he could feel the border of the Light Side where it touched the Dark. The thin border, one that is easily broken and takes true mastery of the Force to build upon it. Something the Knights of Vakara were able to do, something the Emperor was able to do a while back. But he wasn't able to keep himself sturdy and strong, he wasn't able to maintain the pure balance. His taste of pure power as Chancellor and Emperor fractured that strong foundation, and he fell towards the Dark Side.
Consequently, it was his falling that led to the destruction of the Jedi Order. But as Obi wan continued to meditate, he could feel something. It was a sense of deja vu, a sense that he was meant to be there on Tatooine, overseeing Luke. The Force kept trying to speak to him, expose information, trying to shed light on the truth.
Obi wan would take strolls throughout Mos Eisley, observing, learning. Everything he witnessed and saw; dirty cantinas, inhumane slave-trade, workings of the black market… all things he was supposed to see. All adding up to something. Something that he could simply not figure out. It bothered him, but Obi wan didn't know what to do. He was all alone, no one to turn to, all the Jedi were gone. He didn't know how to contact anyone, he didn't know anything of the Force now that he thought about it. It made him feel disappointed, and more so as if he failed.
In Obi-wan's mind, he did fail. Obi wan failed the Republic, he failed the Jedi Order, he failed Anakin… Everything he swore to protect was gone, literally and metaphorically. Luke was his last hope for the future, as was Leia. Obi wan did truly contemplate why Ahsoka left Leia as they entered dangerous times, but once he really thought about it; it was all clear. She didn't believe in herself that she could keep her apprentice safe. That same doubt… started to appear in Obi wan's mind. What if he truly couldn't keep Luke safe from the Empire? What if they find him and turn him over to Vader? He couldn't let that happen, he wouldn't let that happen. Obi wan knows that he has to be strong, vigilant, and watchful.
Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Obi wan got used to his routine of meditating in his hut for numerous hours, and taking short walks throughout Mos Eisley. He concentrated all of his power on the Force, trying ever so hard to contact his long-gone master. But the walks around the city became something else. Obi wan would walk through the same neighborhoods, past the spaceport, around the avenue of cantinas, and through the busiest streets where vendors crowded the area. They were silent walks, where Obi wan would only think to himself.
To others around him, old Obi wan became known as the old hermit, the man who kept to himself and shouldn't be bothered. Living out towards the dune sea, facing the harshest of Tatooine's weather. It was his life now, it was how he survives the brave new universe.
"Obi wan." spoke a soft, deep voice. Obi wan looked up, sitting on the dusty ground outside his hut, basking in the sunlight as the two suns set.
"Qui Gon? Is that you?" asked Kenobi, pulling down his hood, looking around.
"Yes, my friend. It is I, Qui Gon." said the spirit, and Obi wan couldn't help but smile.
"It's been a long time." said Obi wan, stuttering with disbelief.
"It has. If only we could speak of the good times, but I am afraid that the Force is far out of balance…" said Qui Gon, sadly, "I know it is my fault. It was my fault to bring the boy… Anakin. If only I was stronger and defeated Maul-"
"No." interjected Obi wan, "It's my fault. You saw his potential, and I wasn't able to divert it into something good. His fall to the Dark Side -" Obi wan choked up, emotionally, "I could've stopped it."
"One's relationship to the Force is personal, for every single being in the universe. Anakin's journey to the Dark Side was inevitable, unfortunately."
"But why?" asked Obi wan passionately, "Why? He's the Chosen One, is he not?"
"The Force works in mysterious ways, Obi wan." spoke Qui Gon, "In the end, he will bring balance… I know it. There's good in him."
"Yes, I can feel it too." Obi wan rubbed his eyes, anxiously.
"You won't be the one to turn him back, Obi wan."
"I-I know… his sense of reason is gone."
"Not entirely."
"What do you mean?" asked Obi wan, curiously.
"His son. His daughter. They are the only ones who can turn him back to the Light Side, and bring balance. They don't know about Anakin's past, his troubles… they represent something new… the future." explained Qui Gon, "Protect the boy, Obi wan. Keep him safe, and you will know when the day comes that the Force calls to you."
