Disclaimer – I don't own star wars. I just heart it.
Note- okay.. It's not the best.. But I stayed up all night attempting to update, and I'm –so- tired. Heh. I really hope you guys like it. -Thank you- so much for the reviews! =3 you 6 are angels! I really appreciated that. ^^ I tried to answer your question at the end about Anakin. But to be sure. Basically, he was up for grabs by any master. ^^; Since Qui still had obi. (I'm a big fan of Qui and obi, since obi liked him so much. ^^) Hope that makes sense. Woo. =3 bed time. Thanks!
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I am so high, I can hear heaven
I am so high, I can hear heaven
Whoa but heaven...no heaven don't hear me.
Mace's comlink blinked off ass it hit the floor. Qui-Gon undid the shackles that held him and helped him off the wall. The force sedatives had knocked him out during the whole scene between the lost apprentice and the three Jedi. Siri limped along to the doorway after obi, but was stopped by a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I can't let him get away this time, master." Siri said quietly, moving her eyes along the walls and down the corridors to find nothing but the cool dim air of the cramped hallway. She wanted to cry. No Jedi should have these emotions, but how could she not?
And they say that a hero can save us,
I'm not gonna stand here and wait.
I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles,
Watch as they all fly away.
//Come now dear, you are hurt. We'll be back to find him. //Master Quilla gently urged in her mind sending a comforting wave of sleep over the padawan. Siri crawled up into her master's arms as a child would when scared, and closed her eyes. "No one take my obi..." Siri mumbled out quietly before sleep took her over.
Someone told me
love would all save us.
But how can that be?
Look what love gave us.
A world full of killing
and blood spilling
That world never came.
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Yoda gave a sigh and tapped his gimmer stick on the floor in deep though pacing by the window. A little initiate came through the door, knocking lightly on the door seal. "Master Yoda sir, a boy was picking on me at lunch today.." The little boy said with a shy whimper. Yoda turned to look at the youngling but the image of a young obi quickly vanished from the door seal. "Doing this for a reason, the force is. A lesson to learn, we have." Yoda thought dangerously as the fade of the boy was gone. The kettle by the fireplace began to fume with noise, putting his attention back on tea and crackers.
And they say that a hero can save us,
I'm not gonna stand here and wait.
I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles
Watch as they all fly away.
Obi-Wan was so confused. He looked at the chamber walls then back out the window. Who was he now? Nothing made sense to him. Any moment now Sideous would walk through that door, see that he had let the Jedi leave, and beat him dead. Obi shuddered, "Better dead than alive." He thought to himself with a quiet notion to his so called "room". Soft sniffles could be heard from one of the chambers many cells that caught his attention. "Hello?" obi asked loudly, waiting for a reply.
"Hewwo?" A tiny voice asked from a cell close to him, tiny fingers pokes through the iron bared cell doors.
Looking over he spotted the fingers and jumped up to quickly see what the matter was. "Don't be scared little guy. I'm not going to hurt you. How did you get in here?" obi-Wan asked with concern mounting in his voice.
The little boy's blue eyes met up with his, tears flowing freely down his face. It was obvious this child was about four and was badly hurt. Instantly obi knew he was an initiate at the temple. "maser kowin left me in the gawden fow a minute. I was gunna be a apprentice.. Please miswer. Help me get out.. I scared.. a bad man huwt me. He said he be back" the child pleaded with our obi for a minute until obi rested a calming hand on his small fingers.
"I'll get you home, little guy. I promise." Obi-Wan said his voice filling with purpose for the first time in nearly 7 months. Lifting his hand the doors snapped unlocked and he helped the child up into his arms out of the small cell he was trapped in.
Instantly the child buried his face into the Padawan's robes and began to sniffle. "tank you miswer." The child said in between sniffles, pushing his face back down against the comfort of the robes.
Obi-Wan drew his lightsaber and prepared to fight. He knew he wouldn't get away so easily. More so with a captive of Sideous'.
"And where do you think you are going?" It was her. Obi knew that voice from anywhere after she beat him bloody so many times. The lady that brought him here.
"Get out of the way, I'm taking this child back where he belongs." Obi-Wan announced with full determination in his voice. Gently he set the child down and ignited his lightsaber. This time it was the bright blue it always had been back at the temple.
Cherstie snickered and pulled out a blaster. "You'll have to get through me first." She replied back coolly. Surely this.. Padawan.. Was no match for her wonderful skill in the dark arts. She charged full-force at him and began shooting at him with full power. With sheer concentration he over-came every attack she had and quickly slammed her against the wall. Cherstie groaned a moment and slide down. "You'll regret that" she growled out springing to her feet and attacking again. Backhand springing over him she fired right into his spine, dropping him to his knees. Spinning around quickly on his feet he slammed the blade of his lightsaber through her stomach and watched her fall as well.
Slowly obi got to his feet and gathered the child in his arms. Making his way out of the building the cool crisp air attacked the youngling and bit at his wound. Wrapping his robes around the child they made their way to the temple.
Upon crossing a few roads they found it. The child ran to the gates and opened them as a welcome. Obi-Wan smiled and walked with the child. Healers ran out to gather the injured initiate and padawan. Quickly news reached the council.
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The main training hall was filled with colorful lights and goodies on every table. Everything from chocolate 5-layer cakes, chocolate chip cookies, and snacks, to dinner foods. Streamers hung from the high ceiling and purple and golden balloons floated about the room. Tonight was the 250th year anniversary of the Jedi temple opening and everyone who was anyone would be there. Laughter sprang up as the room filled with more and more initiates and apprentices. Jedi master's stayed at the tables mostly talking amongst themselves and recalling their Jedi youth. Siri showed up in a beautiful pale pink satin strapping gown her master had bought her upon returning to Coruscant. She placed her fingers lightly over the scar on her shoulder and suddenly this was the last place she wanted to be.
Quilla sensed her thoughts and put a comforting hand onto Siri's shoulder, smiling paternally at her. "You look beautiful, my apprentice. Please go try to have fun." Quilla urged gently, moving her fingers through he air as if to show what the room looked like.
"Master, I just want to sit down. I'd been a long day.." Siri replied quietly, watching all the happy people dancing and talking. She sighed thinking about obi. Qui-Gon was approaching them at a quick pace. Siri turned and watched the band play looking a bit ill.
Whispering something to Quilla he turned and walked away. Quilla sighed and smiled to Siri, "You may sit. I will return in a moment."
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Qui-Gon watched through the window as the healer was bandaging his padawan up. He had heard about the heroics Obi pulled with the child, and nonetheless he was very proud. As soon as the healer gave him the "ok" he came in and looked upon the apprentice. "Master.." Was all Obi-Wan said before Qui and him embraced in a father-son back from the dead sort of hug. "I'm so glad you came for me." Obi-Wan said quietly lowering his head to the ground.
Qui-Gon comfortingly sent emotions through their shattered bond, awaking his mind to the force once again. //Hush padawan; get dressed in a nice outfit. We have a dinner to attend. I am very proud of you. You are my apprentice, my only. You are my son. I could never replace you. You are first in my heart, Obi-Wan// Qui-Gon sent gentle little messages to his apprentice and left the room so he could dress. Obi-Wan was really accept back, and he hadn't lost his master.
The council had finally decided what to do with Anakin as well. He was given to Knight Geist for apprenticeship, which mad Anakin a bit angry that Qui-Gon let the council. Only Qui had more things on his mind, like how to heal his son... Obi-Wan Kenobi.
Note- okay.. It's not the best.. But I stayed up all night attempting to update, and I'm –so- tired. Heh. I really hope you guys like it. -Thank you- so much for the reviews! =3 you 6 are angels! I really appreciated that. ^^ I tried to answer your question at the end about Anakin. But to be sure. Basically, he was up for grabs by any master. ^^; Since Qui still had obi. (I'm a big fan of Qui and obi, since obi liked him so much. ^^) Hope that makes sense. Woo. =3 bed time. Thanks!
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I am so high, I can hear heaven
I am so high, I can hear heaven
Whoa but heaven...no heaven don't hear me.
Mace's comlink blinked off ass it hit the floor. Qui-Gon undid the shackles that held him and helped him off the wall. The force sedatives had knocked him out during the whole scene between the lost apprentice and the three Jedi. Siri limped along to the doorway after obi, but was stopped by a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I can't let him get away this time, master." Siri said quietly, moving her eyes along the walls and down the corridors to find nothing but the cool dim air of the cramped hallway. She wanted to cry. No Jedi should have these emotions, but how could she not?
And they say that a hero can save us,
I'm not gonna stand here and wait.
I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles,
Watch as they all fly away.
//Come now dear, you are hurt. We'll be back to find him. //Master Quilla gently urged in her mind sending a comforting wave of sleep over the padawan. Siri crawled up into her master's arms as a child would when scared, and closed her eyes. "No one take my obi..." Siri mumbled out quietly before sleep took her over.
Someone told me
love would all save us.
But how can that be?
Look what love gave us.
A world full of killing
and blood spilling
That world never came.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Yoda gave a sigh and tapped his gimmer stick on the floor in deep though pacing by the window. A little initiate came through the door, knocking lightly on the door seal. "Master Yoda sir, a boy was picking on me at lunch today.." The little boy said with a shy whimper. Yoda turned to look at the youngling but the image of a young obi quickly vanished from the door seal. "Doing this for a reason, the force is. A lesson to learn, we have." Yoda thought dangerously as the fade of the boy was gone. The kettle by the fireplace began to fume with noise, putting his attention back on tea and crackers.
And they say that a hero can save us,
I'm not gonna stand here and wait.
I'll hold on to the wings of the eagles
Watch as they all fly away.
Obi-Wan was so confused. He looked at the chamber walls then back out the window. Who was he now? Nothing made sense to him. Any moment now Sideous would walk through that door, see that he had let the Jedi leave, and beat him dead. Obi shuddered, "Better dead than alive." He thought to himself with a quiet notion to his so called "room". Soft sniffles could be heard from one of the chambers many cells that caught his attention. "Hello?" obi asked loudly, waiting for a reply.
"Hewwo?" A tiny voice asked from a cell close to him, tiny fingers pokes through the iron bared cell doors.
Looking over he spotted the fingers and jumped up to quickly see what the matter was. "Don't be scared little guy. I'm not going to hurt you. How did you get in here?" obi-Wan asked with concern mounting in his voice.
The little boy's blue eyes met up with his, tears flowing freely down his face. It was obvious this child was about four and was badly hurt. Instantly obi knew he was an initiate at the temple. "maser kowin left me in the gawden fow a minute. I was gunna be a apprentice.. Please miswer. Help me get out.. I scared.. a bad man huwt me. He said he be back" the child pleaded with our obi for a minute until obi rested a calming hand on his small fingers.
"I'll get you home, little guy. I promise." Obi-Wan said his voice filling with purpose for the first time in nearly 7 months. Lifting his hand the doors snapped unlocked and he helped the child up into his arms out of the small cell he was trapped in.
Instantly the child buried his face into the Padawan's robes and began to sniffle. "tank you miswer." The child said in between sniffles, pushing his face back down against the comfort of the robes.
Obi-Wan drew his lightsaber and prepared to fight. He knew he wouldn't get away so easily. More so with a captive of Sideous'.
"And where do you think you are going?" It was her. Obi knew that voice from anywhere after she beat him bloody so many times. The lady that brought him here.
"Get out of the way, I'm taking this child back where he belongs." Obi-Wan announced with full determination in his voice. Gently he set the child down and ignited his lightsaber. This time it was the bright blue it always had been back at the temple.
Cherstie snickered and pulled out a blaster. "You'll have to get through me first." She replied back coolly. Surely this.. Padawan.. Was no match for her wonderful skill in the dark arts. She charged full-force at him and began shooting at him with full power. With sheer concentration he over-came every attack she had and quickly slammed her against the wall. Cherstie groaned a moment and slide down. "You'll regret that" she growled out springing to her feet and attacking again. Backhand springing over him she fired right into his spine, dropping him to his knees. Spinning around quickly on his feet he slammed the blade of his lightsaber through her stomach and watched her fall as well.
Slowly obi got to his feet and gathered the child in his arms. Making his way out of the building the cool crisp air attacked the youngling and bit at his wound. Wrapping his robes around the child they made their way to the temple.
Upon crossing a few roads they found it. The child ran to the gates and opened them as a welcome. Obi-Wan smiled and walked with the child. Healers ran out to gather the injured initiate and padawan. Quickly news reached the council.
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The main training hall was filled with colorful lights and goodies on every table. Everything from chocolate 5-layer cakes, chocolate chip cookies, and snacks, to dinner foods. Streamers hung from the high ceiling and purple and golden balloons floated about the room. Tonight was the 250th year anniversary of the Jedi temple opening and everyone who was anyone would be there. Laughter sprang up as the room filled with more and more initiates and apprentices. Jedi master's stayed at the tables mostly talking amongst themselves and recalling their Jedi youth. Siri showed up in a beautiful pale pink satin strapping gown her master had bought her upon returning to Coruscant. She placed her fingers lightly over the scar on her shoulder and suddenly this was the last place she wanted to be.
Quilla sensed her thoughts and put a comforting hand onto Siri's shoulder, smiling paternally at her. "You look beautiful, my apprentice. Please go try to have fun." Quilla urged gently, moving her fingers through he air as if to show what the room looked like.
"Master, I just want to sit down. I'd been a long day.." Siri replied quietly, watching all the happy people dancing and talking. She sighed thinking about obi. Qui-Gon was approaching them at a quick pace. Siri turned and watched the band play looking a bit ill.
Whispering something to Quilla he turned and walked away. Quilla sighed and smiled to Siri, "You may sit. I will return in a moment."
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Qui-Gon watched through the window as the healer was bandaging his padawan up. He had heard about the heroics Obi pulled with the child, and nonetheless he was very proud. As soon as the healer gave him the "ok" he came in and looked upon the apprentice. "Master.." Was all Obi-Wan said before Qui and him embraced in a father-son back from the dead sort of hug. "I'm so glad you came for me." Obi-Wan said quietly lowering his head to the ground.
Qui-Gon comfortingly sent emotions through their shattered bond, awaking his mind to the force once again. //Hush padawan; get dressed in a nice outfit. We have a dinner to attend. I am very proud of you. You are my apprentice, my only. You are my son. I could never replace you. You are first in my heart, Obi-Wan// Qui-Gon sent gentle little messages to his apprentice and left the room so he could dress. Obi-Wan was really accept back, and he hadn't lost his master.
The council had finally decided what to do with Anakin as well. He was given to Knight Geist for apprenticeship, which mad Anakin a bit angry that Qui-Gon let the council. Only Qui had more things on his mind, like how to heal his son... Obi-Wan Kenobi.