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The Questioner
Fireweilder
"We have called as we have all required, Q," whispered Mace in jagged breaths, "We need you to do what is dark but needed to be done. But still fear I hold fast to. Let him tell you. Only he not fears you."
Rounding on the small body in front of her, she did something that shocked the entire council. She lowered herself to her knees and placed her still ignited saber down at Yoda's feet.
"My best Test. Strong you would have been at my side, young one." She hissed, sending shivers down obi one's back
"Indeed dark one," he said "and indeed strong as my side would you have become still. For fast the day presses now, when we too will fight. Only then, dark one, may we say who masters who."
Looking up and out of the council room, Obi- Wan saw her eyes twinkling strangely, growing deeper, as if to be filling deep dark pools up with knowledge. Closing her eyes, she began to walk strangely toward the window, seeking out a truth.
"So, near the day draws, this is why I have been called?" she asked after a long silence had settled in the room
"Yes, he must be tested. We must know now more importantly then ever," said Mace, coming up behind her and facing the same window. Obi- Wan now noticed that the terror that she had once possessed had nearly diminished in feeling and he had begun to breath easier, though still afraid to meet her eyes again.
"And only you, dark one, can be the question, both to ask and to answer," said Yoda, "test he has avoided, the most important test we have failed. But he brags about what he understands not. We call on you now to do what we cannot. We beg of you to once more stretch your willing hand into your past, which none will utter, and summon your lore of treacherous past, and give him a test as you see fit."
"As I fit…you mean not for him to succeed?" asked Q, turning once more to face Yoda's placid face
"I ask you not to be forgiving."
"Since when have you gotten the idea I have." She whispered. Obi- Wan once more felt a swift wave of rage come over him. It seemed like the breath he drew was connected as one with Q's emotions. But now it was sharper, more piercing then her entrance.
Now all breath was suddenly pushed from him and as he gasped for air that gave him no relief, he heard a mighty roar charging through his ears and felt the blood pushing forward, pressing his head to great pressures from the inside.
When he at last gathered enough of state of calm to open his eyes, he saw a mighty battle taking place in front of him. He saw Q, saber raised above her head and feet spread in an offensive stance, with her cloak that had at first seemed to b flowing from her body now seemed to grow from her shoulder bones as if to simulate great shadow wings. They had clouded out all the light in the small meditation room. Yoda, though smaller in size then Q, also stood in offensive position with saber pointed at Q. The other Jedi in the room had not moved from their position but had already summoned their own light sabers from where they had been positioned on the floor. They were all ignited, lighting up their faces, closed with concentration.
Obi-Wan could feel the great amount of force flowing from all of them, encouraging their Master Yoda, but even as he sensed it, he found that Q was still much stronger.
He leaped to his feet, blood rushing to his head, and rushed at Q's unprotected side. But he had been slowed and blood continued to pound his head and the air thicken in his lungs. The last he remembered is a sight at Q's face. The cold murderous eyes, filled with s ignited fire buried deep with in each well. Her mouth was tightly curled in a sneer and her face a deathly pale.
Then a burning came from his back and all fell black.