Thanks for the reveiews! Sorry I didn't get this to you sooner, as I was banned.
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Obi-wan's POV
Part six
Master is finally here; I can sense it through my slowly returning Force sense. Even with the broken bond between us, I can feel him, like I can still feel my non-existing right hand. Xanatos had promised to bring him back and he did. I opened my eyes and smiled at him. My vision is blurry, but I can see him. It hurts to open my eyes but I have all ready gotten used to it. Pain, emotional as well as physical, has been etched into his face. I wish I could erase the lines and pain I see there. But something is terribly wrong. My Master's sense is dark and cold. It hits me like a dagger. My Master has fallen to the dark side, because of me. My heart shatters. Tears flood my eyes. I first raise my right arm slightly but switched it quickly to my left and reached out to him.
"Master," I whispered.
Xanatos and the Healers told me I may never be able to gain my voice again, that I would be whispering for the rest of my life, because my vocal cords had been ripped apart by poison that had almost killed me
He just looks at me.
"Master," I called again.
He continues to stare at me. I want him to come back to me. To hold my hand and tell me it's all right. I close my eyes in despair.
"Please," I cried, my voice breaking.
Another presence nearby is starting to get angry. Its Xanatos, but he won't interfere yet.
Qui-gon just turned around and left. I could sense it when he did and I could hear his dying footsteps. Tears ran down my cheeks. Have I just lost my Master, my Father?
Another hand grips mine, which is still reaching toward where Qui-gon had been. I open my eyes.
"Xanatos, he turned because of me, hasn't he?" I asked softly.
"Don't blame yourself, Obi-wan. Don't you dare blame yourself. Your Master is just to bantha headed to comprehend. It's a shock. He will come back, its not too late for him," Xanatos said.
I know what is going through his mind, "Its not too late for you either. Help me," I whispered.
"I will go talk to him, Obi-wan. But you need to rest," he said softly.
I felt him send a Force suggestion to me and that was the last thing I felt as I drifted off into sleep.
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Obi-wan's POV
Part six
Master is finally here; I can sense it through my slowly returning Force sense. Even with the broken bond between us, I can feel him, like I can still feel my non-existing right hand. Xanatos had promised to bring him back and he did. I opened my eyes and smiled at him. My vision is blurry, but I can see him. It hurts to open my eyes but I have all ready gotten used to it. Pain, emotional as well as physical, has been etched into his face. I wish I could erase the lines and pain I see there. But something is terribly wrong. My Master's sense is dark and cold. It hits me like a dagger. My Master has fallen to the dark side, because of me. My heart shatters. Tears flood my eyes. I first raise my right arm slightly but switched it quickly to my left and reached out to him.
"Master," I whispered.
Xanatos and the Healers told me I may never be able to gain my voice again, that I would be whispering for the rest of my life, because my vocal cords had been ripped apart by poison that had almost killed me
He just looks at me.
"Master," I called again.
He continues to stare at me. I want him to come back to me. To hold my hand and tell me it's all right. I close my eyes in despair.
"Please," I cried, my voice breaking.
Another presence nearby is starting to get angry. Its Xanatos, but he won't interfere yet.
Qui-gon just turned around and left. I could sense it when he did and I could hear his dying footsteps. Tears ran down my cheeks. Have I just lost my Master, my Father?
Another hand grips mine, which is still reaching toward where Qui-gon had been. I open my eyes.
"Xanatos, he turned because of me, hasn't he?" I asked softly.
"Don't blame yourself, Obi-wan. Don't you dare blame yourself. Your Master is just to bantha headed to comprehend. It's a shock. He will come back, its not too late for him," Xanatos said.
I know what is going through his mind, "Its not too late for you either. Help me," I whispered.
"I will go talk to him, Obi-wan. But you need to rest," he said softly.
I felt him send a Force suggestion to me and that was the last thing I felt as I drifted off into sleep.