*Hey everybody! Ewan's girl here. Just wanted to say thanx for reading my fic. This chapter is a little disturbing, so I warn you. I also introduce a character that will be featured in a lot of my stories, I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter V:
Qui Gon entered the council room. He bowed politely to the 12 esteemed Jedi.
"Heard about the boy's condition we have, sorry we are." Yoda spoke first.
"Thank you my master, but I am anxious to return to my padawan, I heard you had some news." Qui Gon asked, moving into the middle of the room.
The council looked at each other, Qui Gon noticed a few of them seemed disturbed by something. Mace broke the silence. "The Senate police found a holovid in the room with Obi Wan."
"A holovid?" Qui Gon asked confused.
"The images on this tape are...disturbing." Mace continued, and the council nodded in agreement.
"What is it?" Qui Gon asked, but he was afraid to know.
"It shows everything, and I emphasize everything that happened to Obi Wan on Waje." Mace answered.
"They taped it?" Qui Gon wanted to be sick.
The council nodded.
"I must see it." Qui Gon looked straight into Mace Windu's eyes.
"Mater Qui Gon, we have viewed some of this tape already, and..."
"Upset us much it has." Yoda finished his sentence.
"We are afraid that because of your emotional ties to the boy, you won't be able to handle it." Mace looked at his friend, with compassion in his eyes.
"My masters, I know when Obi Wan heals from his physical wounds, he'll need help with his mental wounds. To help him, I must know what happened out there." He pleaded with the council.
"Just remember," Yoda spoke out. "Warned you we did."
Qui Gon nodded. As they began the holovid he noticed several of the council members get up to leave. Qui Gon then sat in one of the empty seats. Suddenly on the screen there was a vision of his beloved padawan lying unconscious on the floor, blindfolded. Two men then came forward; Qui Gon didn't recognize these men. They grabbed the apprentice by the tunic roughly and shook him violently "Wake up!" one of them shouted. They laughed as they slapped his face. "Wake up you worthless piece of Bantha fodder." Obi Wan began to stir, and the men threw him against the wall with a born crunching thud.
"Where...where am I?" He asked with a groan.
The men laughed at him. "In Hell!" Then they hit him square in the face. Obi Wan looked at them, his nose bleeding.
"Where is my mother?" He asked in a whimper, and they hit him again, and again, laughing all the time.
"Oh look at the powerful Jedi." They taunted. "Gonna use your mighty powers on us?" One of the men then kneed Obi Wan in the mid section, and he doubled over in pain. Qui Gon's heart lurched in his chest.
The holovid went dark for a moment, and then came back on. This time Obi Wan was chained to the wall with his back to the camera, his tunic ripped off his body. One of the men walked up behind him, grabbed his ponytail and pulled his head back. Qui Gon noticed he was no longer blind folded, but his eyes were nearly swelled shut.
"You ready for today's fun?" The man asked Obi Wan, Spit running down his chin. Then the man disappeared and suddenly a crack of a whip was heard. The whip connected with Obi Wan's flesh, blood seeped down his back. Qui Gon flinched with every snap of the whip across the back of his precious padawan. Obi Wan tried to hold in his cries, but as the whip struck his back harder, he cried out in pain. "What do you want from me?" He asked with great effort.
Laughter roared through the room. "To hear you scream little one, to hear you scream."
The whip struck Obi Wan again, and then the tape went black.
Mace stopped the tape, he and Yoda exchanged looks, and turned their attention to Qui Gon, who was looking pale.
"There's no logic to this. They didn't ask him anything. They only beat him." Qui Gon told them, his words choked with pain. "Is there anything else on this tape?" He asked, turning to Mace and Yoda, they nodded. "I want to see it."
"I'm not sure you do Qui." Mace said looking at Yoda.
"It gets worse?" Qui Gon asked in disbelief. Yoda and Mace nodded. "Please, I have to know what he went through."
"Qui Gon, there's no need to put yourself through this."
"There is every need Mace. Obi Wan went through this, the difference is that we are only watching this, he actually lived through it!" Qui Gon pleaded with his friend.
With hesitation Mace started the holovid again. The rest of the council excused themselves leaving Qui Gon, Mace, and Yoda to watch this horrible film. Qui Gon saw the men take Obi Wan down from the wall. Obi Wan fell limp into their arms, and began to cough violently.
"Don't want you to die yet little one, you need a drink." One of the men said as they led Obi Wan to a tub of dirty water. They then dunked his head in it. The men laughed as Obi Wan struggled under them. "Drink up!" They taunted. As the men continued to laugh, they brought the soaked, gasping for air apprentice back up. One of the men cupped Obi Wan's face.
"You really are the prettiest Jedi I've ever seen little one." He said, licking his lips. "Isn't he Raf?" The first man then turned to his partner.
"Oh yes, Khil, the prettiest I've ever seen." Raf said, running his hand down Obi Wan's chest. Obi Wan's muscles tensed under the grotesque touch.
The two men then chained Obi Wan to the wall with his back facing them, then they stripped him of what little clothes he still had on, and they began to touch Qui Gon's apprentice in inappropriate places.
"No." Qui Gon said under his breath. He watched in horror as these men, these disgusting, unfeeling, evil men push themselves onto Obi Wan.
As the men continued, the brave 16-year-old Jedi padawan began to cry.
"Please stop, I beg you!" He pleaded with them.
"Yes little one scream, scream some more, it pleases me." Khil said, taking his turn with their prize. Obi Wan sobbed under their touch. Softly between sobs he called out.
"Master...please." He cried.
Qui Gon could feel his own tears streaming down his face. "Obi Wan."
"Master...why?" Obi Wan said in a weaker tone.
Qui Gon closed his eyes tightly, they burned from the tears. "Please, no more. I cannot bear it." He pleaded to his masters. Mace quickly turned off the holovid. As the lights returned, it was noted that all three of these powerful Jedi masters had tear streaks down their cheeks.
"What kind of a monster would do such a thing?" Mace asked, whipping away a stray tear.
Qui Gon sat in silence; he was still in a state of shock. 'My Obi Wan, gods I'm so sorry.'
Mace put a reassuring hand on Qui Gon's shoulder. "He'll need you when he wakes up..."
"Much healing has he to do I think." Yoda said, finishing Mace's sentence.
All Qui Gon could do was nod his head; he still couldn't believe what he just witnessed.
As Mac and Yoda helped their friend to his feet, a young girl ran into the room, her purple hair flailing wildly about.
"Master!" She said, trying to catch her breath.
"Young She-ar-ah?" Mace commented in surprise at seeing the 11 year old in the council room. "You know better than to interrupt..."
She-ar-ah cut him off, "I'm sorry my master," she was on the verge of tears. "But I saw a woman, and she had Obi Wan over her shoulder, and she jumped out the window of the healer's ward and..." The girl said, talking extremely fast.
Suddenly, Qui Gon came out of his trance; he grabbed the girl by her shoulders. "What?"
She-ar-ah struggled under the weight of his arms, then she noticed the horror in his eyes, and she felt really bad. "Obi Wan, he's...he's gone!" She then leaned into Qui Gon's chest and cried.
Yoda and Mace exchanged fearful looks.
Chapter V:
Qui Gon entered the council room. He bowed politely to the 12 esteemed Jedi.
"Heard about the boy's condition we have, sorry we are." Yoda spoke first.
"Thank you my master, but I am anxious to return to my padawan, I heard you had some news." Qui Gon asked, moving into the middle of the room.
The council looked at each other, Qui Gon noticed a few of them seemed disturbed by something. Mace broke the silence. "The Senate police found a holovid in the room with Obi Wan."
"A holovid?" Qui Gon asked confused.
"The images on this tape are...disturbing." Mace continued, and the council nodded in agreement.
"What is it?" Qui Gon asked, but he was afraid to know.
"It shows everything, and I emphasize everything that happened to Obi Wan on Waje." Mace answered.
"They taped it?" Qui Gon wanted to be sick.
The council nodded.
"I must see it." Qui Gon looked straight into Mace Windu's eyes.
"Mater Qui Gon, we have viewed some of this tape already, and..."
"Upset us much it has." Yoda finished his sentence.
"We are afraid that because of your emotional ties to the boy, you won't be able to handle it." Mace looked at his friend, with compassion in his eyes.
"My masters, I know when Obi Wan heals from his physical wounds, he'll need help with his mental wounds. To help him, I must know what happened out there." He pleaded with the council.
"Just remember," Yoda spoke out. "Warned you we did."
Qui Gon nodded. As they began the holovid he noticed several of the council members get up to leave. Qui Gon then sat in one of the empty seats. Suddenly on the screen there was a vision of his beloved padawan lying unconscious on the floor, blindfolded. Two men then came forward; Qui Gon didn't recognize these men. They grabbed the apprentice by the tunic roughly and shook him violently "Wake up!" one of them shouted. They laughed as they slapped his face. "Wake up you worthless piece of Bantha fodder." Obi Wan began to stir, and the men threw him against the wall with a born crunching thud.
"Where...where am I?" He asked with a groan.
The men laughed at him. "In Hell!" Then they hit him square in the face. Obi Wan looked at them, his nose bleeding.
"Where is my mother?" He asked in a whimper, and they hit him again, and again, laughing all the time.
"Oh look at the powerful Jedi." They taunted. "Gonna use your mighty powers on us?" One of the men then kneed Obi Wan in the mid section, and he doubled over in pain. Qui Gon's heart lurched in his chest.
The holovid went dark for a moment, and then came back on. This time Obi Wan was chained to the wall with his back to the camera, his tunic ripped off his body. One of the men walked up behind him, grabbed his ponytail and pulled his head back. Qui Gon noticed he was no longer blind folded, but his eyes were nearly swelled shut.
"You ready for today's fun?" The man asked Obi Wan, Spit running down his chin. Then the man disappeared and suddenly a crack of a whip was heard. The whip connected with Obi Wan's flesh, blood seeped down his back. Qui Gon flinched with every snap of the whip across the back of his precious padawan. Obi Wan tried to hold in his cries, but as the whip struck his back harder, he cried out in pain. "What do you want from me?" He asked with great effort.
Laughter roared through the room. "To hear you scream little one, to hear you scream."
The whip struck Obi Wan again, and then the tape went black.
Mace stopped the tape, he and Yoda exchanged looks, and turned their attention to Qui Gon, who was looking pale.
"There's no logic to this. They didn't ask him anything. They only beat him." Qui Gon told them, his words choked with pain. "Is there anything else on this tape?" He asked, turning to Mace and Yoda, they nodded. "I want to see it."
"I'm not sure you do Qui." Mace said looking at Yoda.
"It gets worse?" Qui Gon asked in disbelief. Yoda and Mace nodded. "Please, I have to know what he went through."
"Qui Gon, there's no need to put yourself through this."
"There is every need Mace. Obi Wan went through this, the difference is that we are only watching this, he actually lived through it!" Qui Gon pleaded with his friend.
With hesitation Mace started the holovid again. The rest of the council excused themselves leaving Qui Gon, Mace, and Yoda to watch this horrible film. Qui Gon saw the men take Obi Wan down from the wall. Obi Wan fell limp into their arms, and began to cough violently.
"Don't want you to die yet little one, you need a drink." One of the men said as they led Obi Wan to a tub of dirty water. They then dunked his head in it. The men laughed as Obi Wan struggled under them. "Drink up!" They taunted. As the men continued to laugh, they brought the soaked, gasping for air apprentice back up. One of the men cupped Obi Wan's face.
"You really are the prettiest Jedi I've ever seen little one." He said, licking his lips. "Isn't he Raf?" The first man then turned to his partner.
"Oh yes, Khil, the prettiest I've ever seen." Raf said, running his hand down Obi Wan's chest. Obi Wan's muscles tensed under the grotesque touch.
The two men then chained Obi Wan to the wall with his back facing them, then they stripped him of what little clothes he still had on, and they began to touch Qui Gon's apprentice in inappropriate places.
"No." Qui Gon said under his breath. He watched in horror as these men, these disgusting, unfeeling, evil men push themselves onto Obi Wan.
As the men continued, the brave 16-year-old Jedi padawan began to cry.
"Please stop, I beg you!" He pleaded with them.
"Yes little one scream, scream some more, it pleases me." Khil said, taking his turn with their prize. Obi Wan sobbed under their touch. Softly between sobs he called out.
"Master...please." He cried.
Qui Gon could feel his own tears streaming down his face. "Obi Wan."
"Master...why?" Obi Wan said in a weaker tone.
Qui Gon closed his eyes tightly, they burned from the tears. "Please, no more. I cannot bear it." He pleaded to his masters. Mace quickly turned off the holovid. As the lights returned, it was noted that all three of these powerful Jedi masters had tear streaks down their cheeks.
"What kind of a monster would do such a thing?" Mace asked, whipping away a stray tear.
Qui Gon sat in silence; he was still in a state of shock. 'My Obi Wan, gods I'm so sorry.'
Mace put a reassuring hand on Qui Gon's shoulder. "He'll need you when he wakes up..."
"Much healing has he to do I think." Yoda said, finishing Mace's sentence.
All Qui Gon could do was nod his head; he still couldn't believe what he just witnessed.
As Mac and Yoda helped their friend to his feet, a young girl ran into the room, her purple hair flailing wildly about.
"Master!" She said, trying to catch her breath.
"Young She-ar-ah?" Mace commented in surprise at seeing the 11 year old in the council room. "You know better than to interrupt..."
She-ar-ah cut him off, "I'm sorry my master," she was on the verge of tears. "But I saw a woman, and she had Obi Wan over her shoulder, and she jumped out the window of the healer's ward and..." The girl said, talking extremely fast.
Suddenly, Qui Gon came out of his trance; he grabbed the girl by her shoulders. "What?"
She-ar-ah struggled under the weight of his arms, then she noticed the horror in his eyes, and she felt really bad. "Obi Wan, he's...he's gone!" She then leaned into Qui Gon's chest and cried.
Yoda and Mace exchanged fearful looks.