Chapter VIII
As the holovid came to life, Qui Gon once again saw his beloved padawan sprawled across the floor. He noticed Obi Wan's breathing had become very labored. Suddenly a figure wearing a black cloak emerged on screen, his face was hidden. With his foot, the figure turned Obi Wan on his back.
"Pathetic, just pathetic." The figure said almost to himself. "But then again, that's to be expected I guess, considering how pathetic the whole Jedi order is." The figure laughed to himself. "It amazes me how the powerful Jedi never change their security codes, even though there are people like me running around the galaxy. I mean anyone can get into the temple now a days."
The three Jedi exchanged quick looks.
"Of course I can't blame the whole order for this one's worthlessness. I mean, look who's been training him." The figure bent down next to Obi Wan. "its amazing Qui Gon, how much this stupid boy admires you, and you, you think of this boy as a son don't you? Isn't that sweet?"
The figure rose to his feet again. He pulled back his hood and revealed his face. "Hello Qui Gon, miss me?"
"Xanatos!" Qui Gon seemed to scream at the holovid. "I should've known."
"You're right, you should've known." Xanatos taunted, as if he knew exactly what Qui Gon was saying. "You see Qui Gon after our last battle, I decided that it was time to plan for my revenge. You see, I was extremely upset at you; I wanted you to suffer greatly. I wanted to hurt you more than to just merely kill you. So I knew I had to hurt the one thing you care about most in this whole galaxy...your stupid boy." He said as he motioned towards Obi Wan, his eyes beaming. "Did you enjoy our last film Qui Gon? You might want to hold onto it, it is probably the last time you will hear your padawan speak. Ironic isn't it? How you couldn't save me, and now you can't save Obi Wan either. Master Yoda if you're listening, I think you should reconsider letting Qui Gon have another padawan, he just seems to lose them." A devilish smile formed on Xanatos' lips. He snapped his fingers, and the two men from the other video grabbed Obi Wan, and brought him towards Xanatos. "Now, what to do about this?" He looked at Obi Wan. "What will it be Qui Gon? Should I kill him right here in front of you?" He pulled out his light saber and brought it very close to Obi Wan's throat. Qui Gon's own throat was tight. Xanatos smiled and deactivated his saber. "No, not painful enough." He looked at his associates. "Perhaps I should give Obi Wan to my men here, as I'm sure you saw how much they've taken a shine to the boy." Raf cupped Obi Wan's face, and licked it, Qui Gon clenched his fists. Xanatos shoved Raf away. "But there is no fun in it for me." Raf picked himself up and returned to his place next to Obi Wan. Xanatos placed himself in front of the recorder and stopped. "Maybe I should turn him. What do you say to that Qui Gon? Some day we would fight a terrible duel with you me and my new apprentice, you know the ultimate fight of Good Vs. Evil." He laughed at the idea. "Oh but I'm not even sure if I could turn the boy, he's like a damn galaxy eagle scout, too much work, plus there really isn't much left to turn. So what to do...what to do?" Xanatos paced, then stopped and smiled. "I know, we'll play a game." Then in one swift move Xanatos pulled out a dagger and thrust it into Obi Wan's side. Qui Gon rose to his feet, as if he could do something to stop it. Xanatos pulled the blade out, and a small stream of blood dripped down Obi Wan's side; soaking his tunic. "I'd say you have about 2 hours to save what's left of this boy. But my suggestion Qui, can I call you Qui? There's really not much left to save, I'd just start over." Xanatos smile grew bigger. "Don't you love it Qui Gon? This boy is suffering because of you, there is no other reason for his suffering, except because of you." Xanatos' laughter roared through the room. "It's just so perfect." He stopped laughing. The recorder panned to a wall crono, which read 1700. "I should expect you around 1900 then?" Xanatos asked. "Can't wait, hey Obi Wan, our master is coming to see us." With one last smile from Xanatos, the tape went dark.
Qui Gon looked at Mace and Yoda.
"What time is it?" He asked frantically.
"17:43" Mace answered, looking at the wall crono.
"We have a little more than an hour to save Obi Wan's life." Qui Gon answered, rising to his feet.
Mace stood in front of Qui Gon. "Qui, you have to calm down. Being this mad won't help Obi Wan." Mace had a very concerned look on his face. "Xanatos wants you to face him in anger, don't you see that?"
"Of course I do Mace, I'm not stupid. But I can't let this continue, if I don't stop Xanatos now, then Obi Wan will never be safe."
"Maybe not safe on purpose Qui Gon, Maybe born to suffer was he." Yoda added, still sitting on the couch.
Qui Gon was enraged by this comment. "What? Why?"
"Hard to say, stronger it will make him I think."
Qui Gon was growing impatient. "If you're not going to help me find Obi Wan, then I'm going myself. I don't have the time to sit here and debate this issue."
"I'm coming with you my friend, I don't want you handling this alone, plus I want to make sure this never happens again." Mace put a hand on Qui Gon's shoulder.
"Then let's go." And the two men turned out the door, leaving Yoda alone on the couch. Yoda closed his eyes and called out into the force matrix.
/Hold on you must Obi Wan, need you later we do/.
As the holovid came to life, Qui Gon once again saw his beloved padawan sprawled across the floor. He noticed Obi Wan's breathing had become very labored. Suddenly a figure wearing a black cloak emerged on screen, his face was hidden. With his foot, the figure turned Obi Wan on his back.
"Pathetic, just pathetic." The figure said almost to himself. "But then again, that's to be expected I guess, considering how pathetic the whole Jedi order is." The figure laughed to himself. "It amazes me how the powerful Jedi never change their security codes, even though there are people like me running around the galaxy. I mean anyone can get into the temple now a days."
The three Jedi exchanged quick looks.
"Of course I can't blame the whole order for this one's worthlessness. I mean, look who's been training him." The figure bent down next to Obi Wan. "its amazing Qui Gon, how much this stupid boy admires you, and you, you think of this boy as a son don't you? Isn't that sweet?"
The figure rose to his feet again. He pulled back his hood and revealed his face. "Hello Qui Gon, miss me?"
"Xanatos!" Qui Gon seemed to scream at the holovid. "I should've known."
"You're right, you should've known." Xanatos taunted, as if he knew exactly what Qui Gon was saying. "You see Qui Gon after our last battle, I decided that it was time to plan for my revenge. You see, I was extremely upset at you; I wanted you to suffer greatly. I wanted to hurt you more than to just merely kill you. So I knew I had to hurt the one thing you care about most in this whole galaxy...your stupid boy." He said as he motioned towards Obi Wan, his eyes beaming. "Did you enjoy our last film Qui Gon? You might want to hold onto it, it is probably the last time you will hear your padawan speak. Ironic isn't it? How you couldn't save me, and now you can't save Obi Wan either. Master Yoda if you're listening, I think you should reconsider letting Qui Gon have another padawan, he just seems to lose them." A devilish smile formed on Xanatos' lips. He snapped his fingers, and the two men from the other video grabbed Obi Wan, and brought him towards Xanatos. "Now, what to do about this?" He looked at Obi Wan. "What will it be Qui Gon? Should I kill him right here in front of you?" He pulled out his light saber and brought it very close to Obi Wan's throat. Qui Gon's own throat was tight. Xanatos smiled and deactivated his saber. "No, not painful enough." He looked at his associates. "Perhaps I should give Obi Wan to my men here, as I'm sure you saw how much they've taken a shine to the boy." Raf cupped Obi Wan's face, and licked it, Qui Gon clenched his fists. Xanatos shoved Raf away. "But there is no fun in it for me." Raf picked himself up and returned to his place next to Obi Wan. Xanatos placed himself in front of the recorder and stopped. "Maybe I should turn him. What do you say to that Qui Gon? Some day we would fight a terrible duel with you me and my new apprentice, you know the ultimate fight of Good Vs. Evil." He laughed at the idea. "Oh but I'm not even sure if I could turn the boy, he's like a damn galaxy eagle scout, too much work, plus there really isn't much left to turn. So what to do...what to do?" Xanatos paced, then stopped and smiled. "I know, we'll play a game." Then in one swift move Xanatos pulled out a dagger and thrust it into Obi Wan's side. Qui Gon rose to his feet, as if he could do something to stop it. Xanatos pulled the blade out, and a small stream of blood dripped down Obi Wan's side; soaking his tunic. "I'd say you have about 2 hours to save what's left of this boy. But my suggestion Qui, can I call you Qui? There's really not much left to save, I'd just start over." Xanatos smile grew bigger. "Don't you love it Qui Gon? This boy is suffering because of you, there is no other reason for his suffering, except because of you." Xanatos' laughter roared through the room. "It's just so perfect." He stopped laughing. The recorder panned to a wall crono, which read 1700. "I should expect you around 1900 then?" Xanatos asked. "Can't wait, hey Obi Wan, our master is coming to see us." With one last smile from Xanatos, the tape went dark.
Qui Gon looked at Mace and Yoda.
"What time is it?" He asked frantically.
"17:43" Mace answered, looking at the wall crono.
"We have a little more than an hour to save Obi Wan's life." Qui Gon answered, rising to his feet.
Mace stood in front of Qui Gon. "Qui, you have to calm down. Being this mad won't help Obi Wan." Mace had a very concerned look on his face. "Xanatos wants you to face him in anger, don't you see that?"
"Of course I do Mace, I'm not stupid. But I can't let this continue, if I don't stop Xanatos now, then Obi Wan will never be safe."
"Maybe not safe on purpose Qui Gon, Maybe born to suffer was he." Yoda added, still sitting on the couch.
Qui Gon was enraged by this comment. "What? Why?"
"Hard to say, stronger it will make him I think."
Qui Gon was growing impatient. "If you're not going to help me find Obi Wan, then I'm going myself. I don't have the time to sit here and debate this issue."
"I'm coming with you my friend, I don't want you handling this alone, plus I want to make sure this never happens again." Mace put a hand on Qui Gon's shoulder.
"Then let's go." And the two men turned out the door, leaving Yoda alone on the couch. Yoda closed his eyes and called out into the force matrix.
/Hold on you must Obi Wan, need you later we do/.