Updated 2/2020 - changed story line slightly and fixed some grammar/ sentence structure so story reads easier
"This cannot be happening," Obi-Wan thought in horror.
The same red and black tattooed warrior from his dreams was right in front of him, with the same kriffing two sided sword. He knew how this would end. He'd felt the pain and heat of the lightsaber as if it were his own chest that was penetrated. He'd felt the snap of the bond and sudden coldness rush over his senses as he'd seen his Master collapse from a mortal wound, bathed in a red glow. He'd seen it all before and knew what the outcome would be.
"I can change a vision…"
He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't see the Sith's foot snap out and kick him in the face. He flew back off the small walkway. With every ounce of determination, he gathered the Force and twisted in mid-air, grabbing on to the walkway with his left hand. His Master and the Dark warrior continued their dance of death - making their way closer to the reactor pit.
He knew what would happen when they got there. A mental picture flashed in his mind of seeing his Master with a lightsaber run through his chest as he watched through the red laser field.
He couldn't, no, wouldn't let that happen.
Using the Force again, he propelled himself toward the fight. As he ran, he put out his left hand and flicked it to the left, using the Force to forcefully push his Master off the walkway and into space. He didn't even spare a glance to look as his Master manipulated the Force to land on the ramp beneath him. A wave of relief washed through him seconds before he engaged his lightsaber with the Sith's weapon.
He slashed at this enemy, looking for any openings in the Sith's defenses. Finding none, he performed an aerial jump, attacking from above and landing behind the attacker with his back to the reactor pit. The Sith fought with renewed energy, quickly attacking with several powerful blows, pushing Obi-Wan back toward the pit. With a mighty Force push from the Sith, Obi-Wan felt himself fly backwards through the reactor walkway. The Sith ran toward the Jedi to slash at him while he was on the ground. Obi-Wan countered the downward blow in the nick of time.
Feeling a warning from the Force, he rolled over seconds before a laser shield went down between the Sith and Obi-Wan. This gave him some precious seconds to recover. He slowly got up from the ground and turned to the Sith. He could see Qui-Gon at the very end of the reactor hallway, waiting for the laser doors to open so he could join the fight. He wouln't let his Master be anywhere near the pit. He would not risk his vision coming to fruition.
"I'm sorry Master," he whispered aloud and through the bond. He could feel Qui-Gon's confusion and frustration. It wasn't until all the laser reactor doors opened except his that he understood what was happening. Obi-Wan had somehow jammed the laser door between Qui-Gon and the fight.
"Obi-Wan, what are you doing? Unblock the door!" he ordered with his mind. He could see his Padawan and the Sith battling through the red laser field.
"No Master." Obi-Wan answered back through the bond, "I won't let …" the voice broke off as he parried a deadly overhead strike, "you die."
Qui-Gon swore softly, closing his eyes as he accessed the Force. Obi-Wan was incredibly strong, but Qui-Gon had experience on his side. He found the Force block on the door and pushed against it with all the power he could muster and found it slowly start to release.
The Sith and Obi-Wan continued their fight by the reactor pit. Obi-Wan had pushed the Dark warrior against the wall. He attacked with multiple strikes which the Sith blocked each time. The last strike was blocked just inches from the tattooed creatures jaw.
"You better get your Master to come help you," the Dark warrior spat, breathing heavy, "do you actually think you can best me yourself?"
Obi-Wan responded by knocking his blade away and kicking out with his leg. The Sith jumped over the kick and Force-pushed the Padawan into the wall. He heard the sharp crack as Obi-Wan's head made contact with the steel surface. He used this opportunity to take a small dart from his belt and throw it at the Jedi. The dazed Obi-Wan barely managed to dodge the attack.
Once again, Obi-Wan found himself on the ground, defending himself from above attacks. With his back on the floor, he blocked a downward strike that would surely have decapitated him, if not for his Force enhanced reflexes. He rolled backwards and returned to an upright stance. The Sith leaped forward with several swift strikes until he had Obi-Wan pinned against the wall, red and blue sabers locked together, Sith and Jedi inches apart, each pushing against the other.
"I had a dream I killed your pathetic master", the Sith taunted, voice reflecting the strain of the fight, "I will kill you slowly so you can watch him die."
"NO!" shouted Obi-Wan. He used a sudden burst of energy to kick out the Sith's legs, block his lightsaber attack that followed and elbow him in the mouth. The Sith backed up, surprised by the sudden attack and even more surprised that he was bleeding. He wiped his hand across his lip, smearing the blood that flowed from the wound.
"Now you have made me angry." He said in a quiet deadly voice.
Extinguishing his saber, the Sith half turned as he created a small ball of Force energy in his right hand and quickly hurled it at Obi-Wan. He continued in his spin as he used the Force to send the dart lying on the floor flying into the Jedi at the same time as the energy attack.
Obi-Wan leaped to the left to avoid the Force blast, but couldn't move fast enough for the dart. It hit him square in his upper thigh. Immediately, intense pain spread throughout his leg, while at the same time, he felt the Force flee from his grasp.
Force suppression, Obi-Wan thought as he went down to one knee, dizzy from the pain and sudden withdraw from the life Force that he pulled from. He tried not to gasp from the fire in his thigh that was quickly moving up his body. He went to reach down and pull the evil weapon from his leg… that's when he realized he couldn't move his right arm.
Qui-Gon was quickly hammering away on the Force block that Obi-Wan had created. He gasped as he felt a phantom pain in this leg and then nothing from the bond to his Padawan. Immediately, the hold against the door released.
"Force no, Obi-Wan" he yelled. The Master used the Force to run as fast as he could to the reactor pit.
"Please, Force, let him be alive," he thought.
The scene that greeted him there, he would remember for the rest of his life. Obi-Wan was hovering three inches from the ground. He was completely pale and covered in sweat. His eyes were half closed and his whole body trembled. His lips moved but no words came out. Behind him stood the Sith. He had his right hand on the Jedi's throat and the left hand holding his extinguished lightsaber under the man's jaw.
"I wouldn't come any closer if you want your precious Padawan's head connected with his body."
"What did you do to him," Qui-Gon asked, feeling the Force shimmer from the anger he felt. He held his lightsaber at the ready, mind racing to come up with a plan.
"Something of my own making," the Sith said with a pleased look, "An incredibly painful Force suppression poison that paralyzes the victim. If he could speak, he would liken his current condition to burning alive." He paused to let his words sink in and growled. "I promise, it's much worse than it sounds."
"Let him go." Qui-Gon responded steadily, "He's only an apprentice. Why don't you see if you can defeat a Jedi Master – unless you're afraid you'll lose."
He knew it was a slim chance, but if he could appeal to the Sith's pride…
"Ah, but this one is much more pretty," said the Sith, gesturing his head up and down to look at the damaged Jedi. "And all the… Light," he practically spat the word, "It will be fun to see what he thinks of my other toys…" The Sith released his right hand from Obi-Wan's neck and ran it through the Padawan's short hair.
"I think I'll keep him instead." He said with a wicked grin. He turned his yellow eyes toward Qui-Gon. "Now, drop your lightsaber down the reactor shaft."
"Not likely," came the response.
The Dark Warrior scowled. Keeping his lightsaber against the young man's neck, he reached on his back for a red dagger. He swung it in front of him and slammed it into Obi-Wan's thigh.
Obi-wan cried out once as a new pain flooded his senses. He gasped as the Sith twisted the dagger in his flesh.
"Because I will continue stabbing him right in front of you until you comply with my requests."
Qui-Gon was torn. If he threw his lightsaber down, he would essentially be powerless to stop the Sith or save Obi-Wan, yet if he kept it, the Sith would slowly kill his Padawan in front of him.
"Don't, Qui-Gon" Obi-Wan said quickly between breaths, his voice ragged from the pain. He gasped as the Sith twisted the dagger in his flesh.
"Do it now Qui-Gon," yelled the Sith, eyes flashing in anger.
Obi-Wan was breathing heavily and as his blue-green eyes locked on to Qui-Gon, he shook his head no.
Qui-Gon sighed in defeat, he had to do what he could to keep Obi-Wan alive as long as possible, whether his apprentice approved or not. He wouldn't watch him be murdered because of his actions.
Forgive me he whispered, never taking his eyes off his Padawan as he dropped his lightsaber down the shaft. He watched as Obi-Wan's eyes closed in despair at the sound of the metal clanging against the walls.
"Smart choice, old man" the Sith responded.
"Take me instead." Qui-Gon asked, "You've done enough to him. A Master for an apprentice – surely you can see the advantage..." He bowed his head, hoping the Sith would agree to the exchange.
"I think not," answered the Sith.
"Put on these cuffs," he left the dagger in the Padawan as he reached in his belt for a pair of Force suppressant cuffs and tossed them to the Master.
Qui-Gon picked up the cuffs and paused, the uncertainty showing in the face. The Sith swiftly removed the dagger and was about to swing it into another spot on Obi-Wan's leg when Qui-Gon's yell cut him short.
"I'll do it, just please, don't cause him any more pain." he pleaded. He cuffed his wrists in front of him, feeling the Force slowly drain out of him.
"We'll be leaving now. If you follow us, I will kill him. If you alert anyone, I will kill him. If you leave this room, I will kill him. Do you understand?"
Qui-Gon bowed his head, his mind thinking of any way to save his Padawan. The Sith had turned away by now and was using the Force to take his Padawan with him. Doing the only thing he could think of, he shouted,
"Obi-Wan, I will find you. Just hold on."
Though Qui-Gon could only see the back of the men, he could just make out the slight nod of the young Jedi's head. The Sith stopped in his tracks with his back turned to Qui-Gon. He spun around and with a crackling of energy, send a Force blast directly toward the Master. It hit Qui-Gon square in the chest, slamming him into the wall. As he slipped into unconsciousness, he heard Obi-Wan give another yell. Something hit him on the forehead. Before his eyes closed, he was able to see what it was… a Padawan braid.