These are just little random one-shots that I will be doing about the relationship between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan. They will be updated as often as I can, and if any wants me to expand on any of them or if you have a prompt for me, just say in the review :)
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This is a prompt from SpencerBrown.
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18 years.
He couldn't believe 18 years had passed.
Wandering through the markets of Tatooine, Cody made sure to keep his face hidden under a cloak. Ever since the fall of the Jedi, clones were easily recognisable, and any clone not in the Stormtrooper (ridiculous name) was automatically labelled as a traitor to the Empire.
Ever since Order 66, Cody had hitchhiked onto transport onto transport, travelling to different planets in order to avoid detection.
The memory of Order 66 made him wince to himself… images of bruised flesh and bloodied fists flashed across his mind. Sea blue eyes looking at him with forgiveness as they fell away from him. The cough and splutter of life.
He hoped Obi-Wan lived.
Running his eyes over the fruit (that was barely in date to be considered fruit anymore), Cody tried to remain as unassuming as humanly possible, eventually settling on the two least rotten fruit he could get his hands on and handing over the credits.
He felt a chill run down his back.
Someone was watching him.
Stepping away from the fruit stall, Cody glanced around. Whilst most travellers just passed right by him, not even sparing him a second glance, a young humanoid was sitting on a crate and paying very close attention to him…. Far too much attention really.
With a sinking heart, Cody watched as the young man glanced around, probably for a nearby Stormtrooper. Upon glancing to the right, he saw his own face gazing back at him.
A news hologram was reporting that Clone Commander CC-2224 was suspected to be on Tatooine and that if anyone spotted this traitor, they were to alert the authorities and turn the clone in.
Without looking too suspicious, Cody blended into the ground and headed in the direction of his temporary home that he had rented a week earlier.
…
The journey took slightly longer than it should have done, but only because Cody doubled back several times to try and lose anyone who was trying to follow him.
Upon entering the small home, Cody instinctively reached for where his blaster was hidden under his cloak. Standing near his food storage unit, was a cloaked figure… a familiar figure.
As if sensing the clone, the figure turned around and lowered his hood.
"Cody…." Whispered Obi-Wan warily, "… do you remember me?"
As if he could forget. The Jedi Master's eyes had haunted his dreams for 18 years.
Cody smiled, "You're Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. We fought together… a long time ago."
"Almost a lifetime ago." Agreed Obi-Wan clearly relieved that the clone recognised him, "I know you're nervous… and you have plenty of reason to be. Unless of course, this is an elaborate trap."
Cody shook his head desperately, "No, I swear to you Obi-Wan. I'm not like them… I'm not like the other Troopers. I managed to shake off Order 66, that's why I'm on the run. That's why I'm considered a traitor to the Empire."
"I know this Cody…" sighed Obi-Wan, "… in fact, at this point, everyone in the galaxy knows this."
"… How?"
"Someone spotted you when you arrived on Tatooine… news travels fast on this planet. There's not much else to do I'm afraid."
Obi-Wan sighed, "The bounty for your head is for you dead… they're not planning on taking you alive."
"It's a good strategy…" Cody tried to keep the mood light, "… I've had another 18 years' experience."
Suddenly, the pair heard the stomping of footsteps surrounding the small house and the clanking of Stormtrooper armour. Obi-Wan's hand tensed, moving towards where Cody knew he kept his lightsabre, "I hope this doesn't have to end in a fight Cody…."
Cody sighed wearily, "It always ends in a fight…"
The footsteps got louder…and closer.
"All those years ago, you pulled me from the river…." Stated Obi-Wan confusion in his voice, "… how did you manage to overcome Order 66?"
"… I don't know."
"Yes, you do."
Seconds later, a grenade flew through the hole in the house (Tatooine's version of windows). Without even blinking, Obi-Wan waved his hand and the grenade flew back out of the window, exploding in the face of several Troopers outside.
Before Cody could react, the wooden door was then shattered, wood flying everywhere as Cody leapt into action, grabbing his simple table and flinging it at the door, pushing those troopers back.
From this moment on, he fought to survive.
As the Troopers forced themselves in through the front door and clambered through the 'windows', Cody struck out, removing his blaster from his side holster and firing blindly, even using it as a melee weapon for those who got too close.
His attacks were vicious and aimed to kill the intruders.
Obi-Wan however, was working on a defensive position, blocking some of the Trooper blaster shots with his lightsabre. "We need to get out of here…" grunted the Jedi Master, "… there's too many of them. Another fifteen minutes of this and we'll be dead."
Cody nodded in agreement, diving towards a gap between his bed and the wall and pulling out a bag…. That was full of spare weaponry and explosives. Things that he'd just picked up during his years of tactical retreating.
"Nobody's dying here today…" he grunted, pulling the pin out of a stolen, Imperial grenade and lobbing towards the front door, where the majority of the Troopers were entering, "… except these Kriff-Heads!"
