"You love her." It sneered at him. He winced at the disdain
filling its voice. Why did he care what it thought of him?

"Yes." It laughed.

"What would Qui-Gon think?" Obi-Wan raged silently at its use
of his dead master's name. "Obi-Wan Kenobi, champion of the code, in
love with the Chosen One's woman." Obi-Wan's head shot up. "Oh that's
right. You didn't know." Obi-Wan could practically taste the sadistic
pleasure it was feeling. "The slave will have the queen, and she will
ignore you. Just like Qui-Gon."

"No!" He struck out at nothing. More laughter.

"What angers you so apprentice, is it directed towards me, or
to them?"

"I will never be your slave."

"Oh but my apprentice, you already are." Obi-Wan didn't
correct it.




In a small ship on a course to Naboo Darth Mortis meditated.
He was a tall figure, and human. Jet black hair was grown shoulder
length and separated into tiny braids. Tied onto the braids were
sharp bits of glittering metal, some dulled with blood. His face was
drawn and pale. A thin white scar ran from the corner of his mouth
up through one colourless eye and disappeared in his hairline. His
undamaged eye was almost abnormally bright green.

The Jedi was as good as his. Obi-Wan Kenobi's love for the
pitiful queen was his weakness. Amidala did not love him. She only
had eyes for the Chosen One, as it seemed everyone did. Even his
master was obsessed with the boy.

Mortis was different though. He knew Skywalker would never be
turned, not when he had so many who loved him and kept him grounded
firmly in the light. It was useless to try. Perhaps if things had
turned out differently for the former slave he might have been on his
way to be Darth Sidious' next apprentice.

But he would never be a Sith. Not unless a very unlikely
series of events took place and robbed him of all he held dear.

That wouldn't happen. Mortis wouldn't let it. He had plans for the
future of the Sith and they didn't include either the Chosen One or
Darth Sidious. Kenobi would become his apprentice. Together they
would destroy the Jedi. They would bring the Chosen One to his knees
and they would rule the galaxy.

And when Kenobi's usefulness was exhausted Mortis would kill him. The
Sith would be continued by Mortis' own bloodline. He even had the
bearer of his children picked out. A very special woman who lived on
the planet of Naboo.