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Ch. 9 The Line
Change the past was something Jesi had wished for, prayed for, hoped for, begged for...and now here was the chance. Right at her finger tips. All she had to do was say ok. Instead she just studied the man before her. He was exactly the same in every way. Except his eyes. His eyes were different. She could see...was that perhaps fear, apprehension, regret maybe? What did he possibly have to regret?
"What would you do?"
Jesi asked quietly. Raiy smiled at her.
"To be together again Jesi, I'd do anything."
The sting of tears burned in her eyes. She couldn't disappoint him.
"What do I have to do?"
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"Raider do you mind explaining all this?"
Qui-Gon asked still following the panicked Lt. Colonel into the museum. He didn't answer just kept saying something. Using the Foce Qui-Gon keened his hearing, "For all in which we are in the past, present, and future. Seperate times, lives, ways." He kept repeating. This was very strange.
Turning sharply they entered the library and stopped stone at what was around them. Pages of the books dances and flew passed them in an invisible grasp. Ahead, at the end of the room, was an empty podium and an emtpy glass case.
Two people rushed up to them from one side of the room.
"Grant, he has it. He has all of it."
Said the woman in a voice on the edge of pure panick.
"He has the her and the boy."
Said the man.
"Are you certain?"
"There is no other explaination. Is the woman Force sensitive?"
"Yes."
Raider replied heavily. Again the color of those around Qui-Gon faded to a deathly pale.
"But...But we said only two Jedi...not her!"
The woman exclaimed.
"Raider! What is going on?!"
Qui-Gon finally erupted in the mist of all this maddness.
Raider and the others looked at him stunned.
"Dis'ter, would you please bring Master Jinn to your office and explain to him what exactly it is that we are dealing with."
Raider said looking at the man.
"Yes sir." Replied the man and turned sharply indicating for Qui-Gon to follow. He did so.
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/You can stop that storm./
The cloak told Obi-Wan. He looked at the figure then back to the raging storm.
"How could I? Why me?" He asked.
/ You are the light Kenobi. You live in both this world and in the next./
"What?" Obi-Wan turned to face him.
/You have great power young Kenobi. Your power shines through your world and into mine./
"Where's your world?" Obi-Wan asked almost afraid of the answer.
/Deep within the universe of everything that exists. Within the minds of every Force user and non./
"What does that mean?"
/Never mind that, just know that I am not apart of your physical world. I am only a messanger./
"Of the light or darkness?"
/Of shadows that follow in death./
Obi-Wan looked away. He was sick of these games. These answers that only led to more questions.
'Always more questions than there is answers, there are.'
The little voice reminded him deep in that back of his mind.
"What can I do to stop that?"
Obi-Wan nodded towards the storm to make his point clear.
/You must know what is light from dark. Evil from good./
"I already know that." Obi-Wan answered impatiently.
/It's not that easy. Know that the past is never the present Kenobi. Know that what has already happened cannot be changed at any cost./
Obi-Wan looked again to the cloak. He slid off his hood revealing a man Obi-Wan had never seen before. Tan skin, fair hair, and dark eyes.
/To change what was the past a person sacrifices their future along with their freedom. They will be forever imprisoned within their own mind../
"Why are you telling me this?" Obi-Wan asked his stomach turning over and over as the sky began to darken.
"Because Jesiana Stafferi doesn't know that...."
He said vocally. Obi-Wan blinked.
"A past must never dominate the future. Stop her at any costs Obi-Wan. She doesn't understand her power like you and your master do."
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"Destroy them and find me."
Raiy said pointing out across the field. Coming over the hill was a flood of beings. Dark and numerous hovered over by a dark storm.
Jesi turned to look at Raiy again but he was gone. In his place was a lcoket that Jesi had let go long ago. The locket with the Stafferi signatureon it. Picking it up she turned to the army that still poured over the hill side.
'Forever embeded in mind, always seen through the eyes, a death that can never be taken back.'
She's take it back. Clutching the locket she moved towards the army.
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Obi-Wan and the man looked to the storm as a steady rumble began to form.
"That's not thunder."
Obi-Wan stated. It was too long. Too far off. Too individual.
"You're right. It's an army of darkness. It's not too late yet. Kenobi, you must stop her. Stop her, for I cannot."
"Who are you?"
Obi-Wan asked as he was pulled back through the building and out the doors.
"I am the reason she is doing what she is. Go now, there's still time!"
The man pushed Obi-Wan towards the hills and he instinctively took off at a dead run.
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"Take a seat sir."
Qui-Gon did so.
"Right...now.."
The man muttered seeming to collect his thoughts.
"Do you know of the beliefs behind the holiday of the New Season?"
Qui-Gon shook his head.
"I've been told vaguely of it."
"Ok then....In this world no matter what religion you are there is the constant belief of the past meeting the future here. This planet is considered holy to some, the core of a great darkness to others."
Qui-Gon leaned back in his chair listening carefully.
"Our ancestors are said to have discovered an ancient evil. An evil known as Quire, he is a Dark God. He was imprisoned to this earth's core millenniums ago, no true records have been found of how, but he vowed to retake these lands when the past would dominate the future. Through a triangle of power."
This is what they were so worried about? A silly myth?
"That is why we've gone to such extents to keep Force sensitives at bay from this planet. He only needs three to complete the triangle and from what it seems he already has in his grasp two."
Dis'ter finished. Qui-Gon raised a brow at him. This was completely ridiculous.
"You're saying that an ancient Dark God, that has no physical evidence to support his existence, has taken my apprentice and Jesiana Stafferi?"
He asked in a downward tone. As a Jedi they were meant to see both sides of an arguement but this was flat out myth.
"No! There is evidence. The black book and the staff. The two things that were taken from the library. Those are his source of power."
Qui-Gon blinked a few times then sighed.
"And what exactly is his power?" He asked.
"He can controll wandering minds. Minds that are still searching for something they don't know. Your friend Cpt. Stafferi fits in that category. By what the book says, he will use the power of three beings of power to tame it and bring him back to this realm."
"Who exactly 'wrote' this book?"
"No one knows. It's said to have been written by a great being who can see the future before it happens. Not just seconds but years. In this case millenniums."
"How is it that Jesi 'fits into the category'?"
"She has a troubled past does she not?"
Qui-Gon nodded but he wondered how he, Dis'ter, knew of it. He hadn't even met Jesi.
"She is still looking for a way to change it. She will sacrifice everything to do so."
"She wouldn't do that."
Qui-Gon said. But even to his own ears it was uncertain.
"Wouldn't she? Where is she Master Jedi? Why was she in the library? And how is it that she just happened to be the third Force sensitive?"
He couldn't believe this. Here he was in an office with someone telling him a child's bedtime story when he should be looking for his apprentice. Force knows where he was.
"I don't have time for this." Qui-Gon stood.
"I can tell you how to get them back."
Dis'ter rose.
"Grant would not approve but I will if you wish it."
Qui-Gon paused, then shook his head.
"A myth, or a bedtime story, whatever you just told me was it isn't what is going on right now."
Qui-Gon turned to leave.
"Don't you want to know what happens to the first two who enter Quire's world?"
Dis'ter asked lowly. Qui-Gon could feel something radiating from him. Darkness, dark intentions.
"Do I want to know?"
Qui-Gon asked coolly.
"The light will shine for all to see but will burn out eventually. He'll be drown in a dark past unable to escape, forever lost to a sea of darkness. What fire can burn in a sea? "
Apparently the light was Obi-Wan since it was 'he'.
"And the stone will break for he can not bare a pressure to unimaginable power. He cannot keep everything at bay, an arm's length away when it's pressing into him."
Qui-Gon eyed the man. His face was growing darker and darker filled with more anger with each passing moment.
"And the lost...she will forever relive what she gave everything up for. The past that haunts her everyday will become a reality again. A reality that she will never be able get away from."
Qui-Gon's hand went to his saber hilt and he took a step back as Dis'ter's voice deepened gradually as he was speaking. It deepened to a tone that no living being has.
"Which one are you Jinn? Always keeping everyone and everything at bay until you no longer can?"
Dis'ter's face shadowed and his mouth dripped with blood.
"That will be your weakness, for now and eternity."
Suddenly Dis'ter's arms flung out to the sides and his head back and darkness erupted from his body. Qui-Gon ignited his saber but had no opponent. The darkness evaporated and Dis'ter lay on the floor barely breathing.
"Aide!"
Qui-Gon yelled opening the door and depowering his saber.
Tbc....
Well that last part should have been a bit interesting.... I didn't think it would go to that extent but I guess my hands on the keyboard had other plans. :) Did ya like or was it just rejected and I should re-write that chapter completely? Input please!
Until Later,
Elli