Xanatos's POV
Part Two
I stepped from the shadows as I felt his emotions and memories.
Qui-gon has never cut the bond between us nor have I. I think it isn't just a habit of having it there. I don't want to think that it might be something deeper. The only reason I had heard him was that he had left himself completely open. Understandable, since he thinks that I am off on some backwater world. Obi-wan is dead and Julia is too far away to hear him and so is his former Master, Yoda.
"Xanatos," he said as he stood.
"Where is the warrior that told me that the dark side was wrong and dangerous? Who told me that I would bring my own destruction if I followed it?" I asked mockingly.
"That man died," he said.
"Really, now it's Harkin, right? Well, my dear former Master, I won't call you by that name," I said.
"How did you get in here?" he asked.
"Your security is a disgrace, Qui-gon. A bantha could have trampled in here and killed you before they knew anything. Now back to you," I said.
"You know about me. What are you doing here?" he asked.
"You know, black suits you. Brown is so dull," I commented.
"Xanatos," he growled.
I lowered my eyelids until my eyes were slits.
"If you must know. I wanted to find out if the rumors are true. If you really turned or not," I said.
"Well, I have," Qui-gon said and turned away from me.
"What would Obi-wan say?" I asked.
He turned back toward me and I could feel the anger flowing from him. His hand was on his lightsaber.
"He is dead, Xanatos, what does he have to do about this?" he growled.
"Oh, let me see. His death caused your fall to the dark side. He would have died to keep you from it. Kind of dishonoring his memory aren't you?" I asked sharply.
"I am avenging his death!" he roared.
"You are destroying what he stood for," I countered.
He pulled out his lightsaber and ignited it. The blood red blade was inches from my neck.
"What did you say?" he snarled.
"You heard me," I said calmly.
He glared at me for a few moments then shut the lightsaber down. He turned away and sighed.
"I thought you would be celebrating the thought of me falling," he said harshly.
"No, I want to destroy you, Qui-gon, I don't want you on my side of the Force. Its bad enough that one of us is in this dark nightmare," I said softly.
I would never tell him that he was my last anchor to the light. I would never tell him that somewhere inside, I still cared for him as a Father. I would never tell him that I had always thought of him as infallible and in some small corner of my soul I wanted to be like him only to know that the path has been bared from me.
"Get out," he said quietly.
"I will not follow your orders. Though I will leave for a while, I will still be on this ship, though I doubt you could find me. Maybe you should think about what I said," I said and left the room.
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Part Two
I stepped from the shadows as I felt his emotions and memories.
Qui-gon has never cut the bond between us nor have I. I think it isn't just a habit of having it there. I don't want to think that it might be something deeper. The only reason I had heard him was that he had left himself completely open. Understandable, since he thinks that I am off on some backwater world. Obi-wan is dead and Julia is too far away to hear him and so is his former Master, Yoda.
"Xanatos," he said as he stood.
"Where is the warrior that told me that the dark side was wrong and dangerous? Who told me that I would bring my own destruction if I followed it?" I asked mockingly.
"That man died," he said.
"Really, now it's Harkin, right? Well, my dear former Master, I won't call you by that name," I said.
"How did you get in here?" he asked.
"Your security is a disgrace, Qui-gon. A bantha could have trampled in here and killed you before they knew anything. Now back to you," I said.
"You know about me. What are you doing here?" he asked.
"You know, black suits you. Brown is so dull," I commented.
"Xanatos," he growled.
I lowered my eyelids until my eyes were slits.
"If you must know. I wanted to find out if the rumors are true. If you really turned or not," I said.
"Well, I have," Qui-gon said and turned away from me.
"What would Obi-wan say?" I asked.
He turned back toward me and I could feel the anger flowing from him. His hand was on his lightsaber.
"He is dead, Xanatos, what does he have to do about this?" he growled.
"Oh, let me see. His death caused your fall to the dark side. He would have died to keep you from it. Kind of dishonoring his memory aren't you?" I asked sharply.
"I am avenging his death!" he roared.
"You are destroying what he stood for," I countered.
He pulled out his lightsaber and ignited it. The blood red blade was inches from my neck.
"What did you say?" he snarled.
"You heard me," I said calmly.
He glared at me for a few moments then shut the lightsaber down. He turned away and sighed.
"I thought you would be celebrating the thought of me falling," he said harshly.
"No, I want to destroy you, Qui-gon, I don't want you on my side of the Force. Its bad enough that one of us is in this dark nightmare," I said softly.
I would never tell him that he was my last anchor to the light. I would never tell him that somewhere inside, I still cared for him as a Father. I would never tell him that I had always thought of him as infallible and in some small corner of my soul I wanted to be like him only to know that the path has been bared from me.
"Get out," he said quietly.
"I will not follow your orders. Though I will leave for a while, I will still be on this ship, though I doubt you could find me. Maybe you should think about what I said," I said and left the room.
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