Um, I just want to say first, PLEASE READ COMMENTS AT THE END!!! Thank
you.
lillian_jinn - Sorry these might not be as long either. But I hope you like them. : )
Alex - Hey, even authors go kaput every now and then. : p
Dragonsong - Yes, Palpy must die. But will he?
Katt - Um, get a blanket cause the shivers aren't over. ; )
REALbluelightsaber - It's ok. I can understand the need for Qui to save Obi. But you'll just have to see what happens. : p
Aiska - He'll try. And that's all I'm gonna say for the moment.
mydogisfudge - 'wrinkly'??? That's a nasty image. It's still in development, but hopefully, I'll be able to get the first chap up soon. : )
Catspaw - Thank you and I'm glad you're enjoying it. : D
GoldenRose - But, but, reader torture is sooooo much fun. And don't worry. If you're a new author to the boards it will take a while before people catch on to good work. Which is another reason the response to this shocked me so. I used an alternate Pen Name than my usual and this has gotten better response. So I think it's really all relative. Chin up, things will get better. ; )
ds_jt - OK. ; ) : p
Ciria - LOL, if you're blushing, I'm beet red! You are very kind. Thank you so much. : D And length is never a worry for me. The more you tell me the better my writing will become. So type away and give me all your thoughts. Yeah, I think was where I first decided to work on emotional responses. I hope you're ready for this chap. I'll just cross my fingers. Thanks. : D
lighted_eagle - I always beg! : D I crave feedback as badly as I crave chocolate on a bad day! And since every day is difficult, I find that to be ALWAYS!! ; ) So, we beg of each other. That's good. I do my best to answer. Hope this one works for you.
Joe - "Got to admit it's getting' better. Just a little better, all the time." - I love the Beatles. Anyway, Thanks. I hope you like what I've done. ] : )
meere - All the torture?? What??? Me write torture? Never. ; ) Alright, maybe a little.
Well, I hope everyone has a good Holiday!! Enjoy the turkey and leftovers! Now on with the show.
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In My Dream I Win
Hurting, aching, agony, and pain were only pale comparisons to what Obi-Wan was experiencing. His stepfather was true to his word. They had dragged him to the training room and tied him between two poles. Anakin and Bruck took turns attacking the prostrate victim and antagonizing him with an electrode shock distributor.
Xanatos had what he would have said was the better job. He wielded a multi- pronged whip to slice at the agonized flesh. At first, his strikes were erratic and numerous. But his father paused his proceedings and informed, "My son, wait between lashes, that way the new sting doesn't dull into the old." With the helpful guidance, Xanatos became a master of torment instantly.
Throughout the abuse, Palpatine took interest in how well his sons inflicted pain, judging and approving of their tactics. During lulls in their advances, the Sith Lord launched the blue bolts of electricity at the boy. Consistently, the quartet taunted the barely conscious lad. Teasing him with how the Jedi would fall.
In his miserable haze, Obi-Wan tried to concentrate hard enough to bring in the Force around him, but his dazed mind would not allow it. Forced to accept his punishment, Obi-Wan could do nothing to retain the screams of agony from escaping his tortured body. Thankfully, darkness quickly engulfed him.
**
Qui-Gon had acquired a speeder from the Jedi holds and taking the children with him, he sped towards the home of Obi-Wan Kenobi. Siri and Bant both had disturbed countenances as they worried about their friend. Garen sat quietly in the back, holding onto Siri so that he could comfort her. Bant cried silently next to the Jedi Knight who grew more desperate by the moment.
Urging the vehicle onward, the Master tried to bring the Force in to aid they journey. With each passing second the ache in his body grew. And suddenly he realized that somehow he had already formed a rudimentary bond with the child they sought to save. His vision blurred from the pain that leaked through the fledgling link and he fought to remain focused. Quietly, he cursed under his breath as fear gripped his heart.
*
Pulled from the encompassing night, Obi-Wan would have given anything to be allowed to fall back into it. Anything to escape the torment of his wretched body. Oh how he pleaded silently to be given the slightest reprieve from the pain, to no avail. His heart fell as he thought he would face this horrible death alone.
*
"It's only a few more sectors," Siri called from the back.
Qui-Gon nodded in understanding before turning in on himself. He could sense the will to live fading in the bright place that was Obi-Wan. Through his mind, Qui-Gon cried out to the boy, 'Don't give up! We're coming.'
*
A voice pierced his foggy thoughts and he heard it clearly. Encouraged by the unseen support, Obi-Wan desperately tried to breathe in the air that his lungs denied him. Clawing to his consciousness, he prayed that there would still be a way to defeat those who afflicted him.
Palpatine reveled in his apparent victory. "Despite the set back at the tournament, my stepson, my plans will still destroy that which you have given your life to protect. A wasteful and reckless effort, I might add. Know then that your pathetic Jedi will perish within the next decade, I will see to it." The senator jeered in the boy's face.
Gasping, Obi-Wan used up his remaining strength, "I - will not - permit you - to - destroy them."
"And how are you going to stop me?" The vile man mocked. Hideous laughter surrounded the youth.
*
The speeder did not even stop before Qui-Gon and the others leapt from it. Hurrying toward the house, they charged the doors. Igniting their lightsabers immediately upon entry, they searched for their hero. Qui-Gon pushed out the confusion in his mind and found the beacon of light he was looking for. With Force enhanced speed the quartet dashed to the source.
*
The contemptuous guffaws abruptly ended at the entrance of the Jedi. He heard the gruff voice of Qui-Gon Jinn command, "Let Obi-Wan go."
"Fools. Do you think that your measly group can stop me?" Palpatine countered.
Glancing towards the boys, Qui-Gon stated, "Your children are no match for trained Jedi. Surrender now and they will not be harmed. As for you and your plans, they are finished."
Palpatine's mind raced at the proposal, and it dawned on him, that the Jedi did not recognize the threat of the Sith Lord. They only suspected the boys to be trained in fighting. He grinned evilly and started to laugh. "But of course. After all I am not the real threat. You can take them."
Angered by the lack of care shown them the boys scowled at the wicked man. Qui-Gon approached them carefully as he brought out binders to hold the youths. He could not see that Obi-Wan was warning him about his stepfather.
Palpatine prepared himself, calling upon all the powers of the dark energy. He was about to unleash his blue lightening, when he felt a surge behind him. Turning back he found the glowing grace of the lightside of the Force pouring from the constrained form of Obi-Wan. The boy had obviously drawn the power to him at the same time as the Sith. Bearing the electricity on the weakened boy, he was startled to find the rays deflect from him.
The glorious bubble grew in waves, illuminating everything in the room. The dark lord stepped back to avoid its radiant touch, but was blocked by the Jedi. When the first layer grazed his hand, the corrupt politician cried out in agony. His hand shriveled into a rotting mass of flesh and bone. As each pulsating wave crashed into Palpatine, his body was twisted and deformed by the vivid will of the Force. Pain and agony ripped through the aging figure teaching him what their true meaning was. Once he was fully engulfed by the light, the senator screamed out one last time, before the contorted form crumbled into dust.
The foul sith-spawn were rendered unconscious by the touch, as the Force saw a chance for their redemption. The Jedi however, were unharmed and even invigorated by the experience. It left a peaceful and joyful sensation in it's wake. Knowing the battle won, they looked for Obi-Wan. He was no longer bound but lay still on the floor. Quickly, they rushed to his side.
Qui-Gon lifted the boy onto his lap and held him close. Softly he begged, "Obi-Wan, wake up. You did it. You are free." When they received no reply, tears rimmed their eyes. Bant and Siri fell to their knees in front of the Knight. Garen stood behind Siri with his hand on her shoulders.
"Please Obi-Wan, wake up. I need you," the Master pleaded. Slowly, the boy stirred. His eyelids flittered open yet his eyes remained unfocused.
Just above the sound of a whisper, Qui-Gon heard, "Is he gone?"
His breath hiccuping in his throat, he said, "Yes. Yes, Obi-Wan he'll never hurt you again."
Obi-Wan gave a slight nod in recognition. "Then it's over."
Sensing what he meant, the Knight clung onto the boy harder. "No, don't leave me. I need you in my life. I have been waiting for you. You can't leave me already. Please. please." Allowing the tears to fall, the Master Jedi placed his forehead against Obi-Wan's.
With his painfilled eyes, Obi-Wan turned his head and saw a woman and a man at the edge of his vision. Slowly, they moved closer to them, and he soon recognized his parents. A sad smile graced their features at the knowledge their son was soon to join them. With great effort, Obi-Wan reached toward them. "I'm free," he whispered before his eyes closed for the last time.
Qui-Gon felt the moment his spirit released and caught the falling hand in his. The four Jedi hovered around the one being who had given everything to save them. A shudder rang through the Force as the last of his breath expelled from his lungs, and all Force-sensatives felt the vacancy of his soul.
With the wicked boys in custody and the maleficent threat eliminated, the Galaxy was once again safe from evil. All because of the sacrifice of one caring boy, Obi-Wan Kenobi.
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KILLING AUTHORS ONLY STOPS FURTHER UPDATES!!!!
Just so you know, this is ONE ending out of TWO. Another post is coming, one you all might enjoy a bit better. So please keep that in mind. I'm sorry to post such a 'sad' ending before a holiday but I didn't not plan it as such. I wanted to try my hand at a 'bad' ending, so this was it. It wasn't well written in most senses. And I apologize for the shoddy work. I think my next chap might make up for it. Thanks for reading. And all you're wonderful feedback. Keep it up!
And as always REVIEW Please!! I would most appreciate it. : D
lillian_jinn - Sorry these might not be as long either. But I hope you like them. : )
Alex - Hey, even authors go kaput every now and then. : p
Dragonsong - Yes, Palpy must die. But will he?
Katt - Um, get a blanket cause the shivers aren't over. ; )
REALbluelightsaber - It's ok. I can understand the need for Qui to save Obi. But you'll just have to see what happens. : p
Aiska - He'll try. And that's all I'm gonna say for the moment.
mydogisfudge - 'wrinkly'??? That's a nasty image. It's still in development, but hopefully, I'll be able to get the first chap up soon. : )
Catspaw - Thank you and I'm glad you're enjoying it. : D
GoldenRose - But, but, reader torture is sooooo much fun. And don't worry. If you're a new author to the boards it will take a while before people catch on to good work. Which is another reason the response to this shocked me so. I used an alternate Pen Name than my usual and this has gotten better response. So I think it's really all relative. Chin up, things will get better. ; )
ds_jt - OK. ; ) : p
Ciria - LOL, if you're blushing, I'm beet red! You are very kind. Thank you so much. : D And length is never a worry for me. The more you tell me the better my writing will become. So type away and give me all your thoughts. Yeah, I think was where I first decided to work on emotional responses. I hope you're ready for this chap. I'll just cross my fingers. Thanks. : D
lighted_eagle - I always beg! : D I crave feedback as badly as I crave chocolate on a bad day! And since every day is difficult, I find that to be ALWAYS!! ; ) So, we beg of each other. That's good. I do my best to answer. Hope this one works for you.
Joe - "Got to admit it's getting' better. Just a little better, all the time." - I love the Beatles. Anyway, Thanks. I hope you like what I've done. ] : )
meere - All the torture?? What??? Me write torture? Never. ; ) Alright, maybe a little.
Well, I hope everyone has a good Holiday!! Enjoy the turkey and leftovers! Now on with the show.
------------------------------------------------------------------
In My Dream I Win
Hurting, aching, agony, and pain were only pale comparisons to what Obi-Wan was experiencing. His stepfather was true to his word. They had dragged him to the training room and tied him between two poles. Anakin and Bruck took turns attacking the prostrate victim and antagonizing him with an electrode shock distributor.
Xanatos had what he would have said was the better job. He wielded a multi- pronged whip to slice at the agonized flesh. At first, his strikes were erratic and numerous. But his father paused his proceedings and informed, "My son, wait between lashes, that way the new sting doesn't dull into the old." With the helpful guidance, Xanatos became a master of torment instantly.
Throughout the abuse, Palpatine took interest in how well his sons inflicted pain, judging and approving of their tactics. During lulls in their advances, the Sith Lord launched the blue bolts of electricity at the boy. Consistently, the quartet taunted the barely conscious lad. Teasing him with how the Jedi would fall.
In his miserable haze, Obi-Wan tried to concentrate hard enough to bring in the Force around him, but his dazed mind would not allow it. Forced to accept his punishment, Obi-Wan could do nothing to retain the screams of agony from escaping his tortured body. Thankfully, darkness quickly engulfed him.
**
Qui-Gon had acquired a speeder from the Jedi holds and taking the children with him, he sped towards the home of Obi-Wan Kenobi. Siri and Bant both had disturbed countenances as they worried about their friend. Garen sat quietly in the back, holding onto Siri so that he could comfort her. Bant cried silently next to the Jedi Knight who grew more desperate by the moment.
Urging the vehicle onward, the Master tried to bring the Force in to aid they journey. With each passing second the ache in his body grew. And suddenly he realized that somehow he had already formed a rudimentary bond with the child they sought to save. His vision blurred from the pain that leaked through the fledgling link and he fought to remain focused. Quietly, he cursed under his breath as fear gripped his heart.
*
Pulled from the encompassing night, Obi-Wan would have given anything to be allowed to fall back into it. Anything to escape the torment of his wretched body. Oh how he pleaded silently to be given the slightest reprieve from the pain, to no avail. His heart fell as he thought he would face this horrible death alone.
*
"It's only a few more sectors," Siri called from the back.
Qui-Gon nodded in understanding before turning in on himself. He could sense the will to live fading in the bright place that was Obi-Wan. Through his mind, Qui-Gon cried out to the boy, 'Don't give up! We're coming.'
*
A voice pierced his foggy thoughts and he heard it clearly. Encouraged by the unseen support, Obi-Wan desperately tried to breathe in the air that his lungs denied him. Clawing to his consciousness, he prayed that there would still be a way to defeat those who afflicted him.
Palpatine reveled in his apparent victory. "Despite the set back at the tournament, my stepson, my plans will still destroy that which you have given your life to protect. A wasteful and reckless effort, I might add. Know then that your pathetic Jedi will perish within the next decade, I will see to it." The senator jeered in the boy's face.
Gasping, Obi-Wan used up his remaining strength, "I - will not - permit you - to - destroy them."
"And how are you going to stop me?" The vile man mocked. Hideous laughter surrounded the youth.
*
The speeder did not even stop before Qui-Gon and the others leapt from it. Hurrying toward the house, they charged the doors. Igniting their lightsabers immediately upon entry, they searched for their hero. Qui-Gon pushed out the confusion in his mind and found the beacon of light he was looking for. With Force enhanced speed the quartet dashed to the source.
*
The contemptuous guffaws abruptly ended at the entrance of the Jedi. He heard the gruff voice of Qui-Gon Jinn command, "Let Obi-Wan go."
"Fools. Do you think that your measly group can stop me?" Palpatine countered.
Glancing towards the boys, Qui-Gon stated, "Your children are no match for trained Jedi. Surrender now and they will not be harmed. As for you and your plans, they are finished."
Palpatine's mind raced at the proposal, and it dawned on him, that the Jedi did not recognize the threat of the Sith Lord. They only suspected the boys to be trained in fighting. He grinned evilly and started to laugh. "But of course. After all I am not the real threat. You can take them."
Angered by the lack of care shown them the boys scowled at the wicked man. Qui-Gon approached them carefully as he brought out binders to hold the youths. He could not see that Obi-Wan was warning him about his stepfather.
Palpatine prepared himself, calling upon all the powers of the dark energy. He was about to unleash his blue lightening, when he felt a surge behind him. Turning back he found the glowing grace of the lightside of the Force pouring from the constrained form of Obi-Wan. The boy had obviously drawn the power to him at the same time as the Sith. Bearing the electricity on the weakened boy, he was startled to find the rays deflect from him.
The glorious bubble grew in waves, illuminating everything in the room. The dark lord stepped back to avoid its radiant touch, but was blocked by the Jedi. When the first layer grazed his hand, the corrupt politician cried out in agony. His hand shriveled into a rotting mass of flesh and bone. As each pulsating wave crashed into Palpatine, his body was twisted and deformed by the vivid will of the Force. Pain and agony ripped through the aging figure teaching him what their true meaning was. Once he was fully engulfed by the light, the senator screamed out one last time, before the contorted form crumbled into dust.
The foul sith-spawn were rendered unconscious by the touch, as the Force saw a chance for their redemption. The Jedi however, were unharmed and even invigorated by the experience. It left a peaceful and joyful sensation in it's wake. Knowing the battle won, they looked for Obi-Wan. He was no longer bound but lay still on the floor. Quickly, they rushed to his side.
Qui-Gon lifted the boy onto his lap and held him close. Softly he begged, "Obi-Wan, wake up. You did it. You are free." When they received no reply, tears rimmed their eyes. Bant and Siri fell to their knees in front of the Knight. Garen stood behind Siri with his hand on her shoulders.
"Please Obi-Wan, wake up. I need you," the Master pleaded. Slowly, the boy stirred. His eyelids flittered open yet his eyes remained unfocused.
Just above the sound of a whisper, Qui-Gon heard, "Is he gone?"
His breath hiccuping in his throat, he said, "Yes. Yes, Obi-Wan he'll never hurt you again."
Obi-Wan gave a slight nod in recognition. "Then it's over."
Sensing what he meant, the Knight clung onto the boy harder. "No, don't leave me. I need you in my life. I have been waiting for you. You can't leave me already. Please. please." Allowing the tears to fall, the Master Jedi placed his forehead against Obi-Wan's.
With his painfilled eyes, Obi-Wan turned his head and saw a woman and a man at the edge of his vision. Slowly, they moved closer to them, and he soon recognized his parents. A sad smile graced their features at the knowledge their son was soon to join them. With great effort, Obi-Wan reached toward them. "I'm free," he whispered before his eyes closed for the last time.
Qui-Gon felt the moment his spirit released and caught the falling hand in his. The four Jedi hovered around the one being who had given everything to save them. A shudder rang through the Force as the last of his breath expelled from his lungs, and all Force-sensatives felt the vacancy of his soul.
With the wicked boys in custody and the maleficent threat eliminated, the Galaxy was once again safe from evil. All because of the sacrifice of one caring boy, Obi-Wan Kenobi.
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KILLING AUTHORS ONLY STOPS FURTHER UPDATES!!!!
Just so you know, this is ONE ending out of TWO. Another post is coming, one you all might enjoy a bit better. So please keep that in mind. I'm sorry to post such a 'sad' ending before a holiday but I didn't not plan it as such. I wanted to try my hand at a 'bad' ending, so this was it. It wasn't well written in most senses. And I apologize for the shoddy work. I think my next chap might make up for it. Thanks for reading. And all you're wonderful feedback. Keep it up!
And as always REVIEW Please!! I would most appreciate it. : D