Hmmm could this be a concept? Fanfic finally getting its act together??
Ok hey thanx get the reviews ppl! N e wayz I kno this is a lil late, but sigh…started work. HELP! Ok im done for now. Read on… !Torture warning!
Haunting Past
Obi-Wan let out a small moan as he rolled over onto his side. Who knew such a small movement could cause so much pain. Make one want to give up to the darkness threatening to swallow them up.
Every inch of his body ached with fire. The seemingly uncountable broken bones, the various lacerations and bruises that covered his battered skin from head to toe stung and flamed to the point of being almost unbearable.
Can't just give up…
The boy kept reminding himself this over and over.
If he gave up he would give up on his Master. Another groan at the thought of it.
Not now. He told himself. Not after surviving all this. I cannot let that crazy craver get to me.
The Padawan felt his stomach knot up as the door creaked open and Showdow came in head tall.
"Thought I would stop by." He sang out.
"Then leave." Obi-Wan croaked. Hatred once again filled his heart at the smile on the alien's face. "She isn't dead is she."
"I told you. I lied before, but not now." A small laugh. "You saw the whole thing and your telling me there is hope she actually survived that. I thought I hit bone a couple times."
A pleasing smile.
"Just because I saw it does not mean I can't have faith in her." Came the boy's cool reply. He tried not to let his resentment show in his slick words.
"Oh don't start that shit again." Showdow rolled his eyes. "You Padawan's and that whole 'just because I see it' spiel. Honestly, you never trust yourselves. Only that 'Force' you live by."
The carver's eyes glowed with insanity as he went over to his table. Obi-Wan chanced a glance to see what he was getting, dreading what he would see.
Surprisingly the alien turned around empty handed. He took a chair from under the table and straddled it backwards facing Obi-Wan. He hung over the back and stared menacingly at the boy.
"Your new technique staring?" The youth asked coolly.
"Who said I was staring?" came a snickered retort.
"Umm, that fact that you are, well staring."
A laugh. "My dear boy I never go somewhere and do nothing with so little precious time." He paused. "I am not staring. I am looking your pathetic sight over."
Obi-Wan felt anger well up even more inside of him. "Pathetic?" he snarled through gritted teeth.
"Of course." The carver stood up. "I mean look at yourself. All bloody and broken lying helplessly on the floor trying to reach out for that damned Force of yours. Calling out silently to your Master for help." He began to pace the small lab. "He isn't coming back. Not this time my friend. Not like the time on Meilda/Dann when you made that stupid mistake to leave to order to help a bunch of kids."
Obi-Wan felt his insides turn at the mention of the planet. "How… how do you know about Meilda/Dann?"
"Kenobi, do you not remember who I worked with for most of my carrier?" Showdow stopped and cringed. "Ona and Garmandi. Since your beloved Garmandi was a Jedi I have all the inside information I could need."
"That does not matter anymore. It has passed." The Padawan said assured of himself
"That is what your Master wants you to think." A laughed echoed through the lab. "It still hurts him. He still regrets your leaving. Every detail still haunts him. That helpless look in your eyes when you contacted him when your dear friend died. When you handed you lightsaber over. Once again he had failed as a Master. Another just like Xanatos. The betrayal he felt still lies deep within him. How can you not see that?"
"Cause it's not there." The boy gave a menacing stare out as he tried to lift himself up, but to no avail. His body cried out in agony and his vision blurred making the snickering carver focus in and out slowly.
"Don't hurt yourself." Came a taunt. "That's for me to do."
"Your point has already been well taken." Obi-Wan gasped through his ragged sharp breaths.
"I know. But you haven't even felt half of it."
"Yeah, are you planning to kill me like you did to Mik?!" The boy shouted in anger. He could not hold it back any longer. He didn't care anymore.
Padawan or not he hated Showdow with every fiber of his being.
But at his comment the carver's face suddenly went hard and his eyes narrowed. A long hissed escaped his gritted teeth.
"What you did kill him. Made Z and Sage suffer." Obi-Wan gritted his teeth again. "You murdered a Jedi."
Obi-Wan watched curiously as the alien looked down to a chain on his neck then back up. Anguish in his eyes. "That…" he said trying to control his anger. "Was a mistake."
Obi-Wan fell to the floor after his conserved effort of trying to get himself up leaked away. But pain was overpowering yet again. "How the hell was that a mistake?! You do not kill someone by mistake!"
"It was supposed to be your Master!!" The carver shouted loudly. He looked away quickly. "You would not get it."
Obi-Wan lay still in shock about what he had just heard. "My master?"
"You heard me." Showdow stormed off to the door. "I don't need this right now. I will be back in a little, brat."
The Padawan stared at the door long after it slammed shut leaving the echo ringing in his ears. And the words said from the conversation rang out above it all.
My Master? What did the crazed kidnaper mean? Was he originally aiming form Qui-Gon, but Mik had gotten in the way…
Or worse…
Had sacrificed himself for Qui-Gon.
And why did the carver bring up Meilda/Dann? How did he know all the details, only the Council and himself and Qui-Gon knew the real details. Save for a few of their close friends like Bant and Tahl.
His Master still did not regret his leaving…
Did he?
The two had built a stronger bond since Qui-Gon had accepted him back as his Padawan and that was years ago.
They had been through so much more over the passing years. Tahl dieing, hard missions, and nearly getting killed more than countable times.
He never once brought Meilda/Dann back up between them. Even though Obi-Wan did to himself numerous times. But Qui-Gon would always make it a point that it wasn't something to dwell on, but something to learn from.
Meilda/Dann was one of Obi-Wan's biggest decisions, but something he knew he learned greatly from. Never would he make the mistake of leaving the order again. It was the worst weeks of his life…
Besides now.
If that carver is trying to get to me he won't succeed. I have got to hold out… for Qui-Gon. The boy told himself. Showdow is not telling the truth…
He couldn't be…
He's lying…
Or is he?? hahaha! Ok I had no sugar and I'm like…ehhh wahoo! ok u can guess… n e wayz thanx fer all the ppls looking out at JC fer me. Review please. Till Later~
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