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Pour Mon Chere Hayden, Je T'aime.
A/N: I have to admit that I'm surprised at how many people are enjoying this story. Obi-Wan and Anakin aren't' my best characters to work with (Mara Jade is), so I'm very glad to have your support!
1 Supreme Sacrifice, Part 3
By Aleese Sundancer
The Council nodded at Obi-Wan, and Anakin gaped in shock.
"Master?" Anakin asked quietly, not bothering to follow standard procedure. "Master, you can't leave the Jedi."
"Obi-Wan, as a friend, I ask you to take back your resignation. The Jedi would be sad to loose you." Mace quietly asked, appraising him. "Please reconsider."
Obi-Wan merely nodded. "My decision has been made. Thank you for your audience Masters, my things will be cleared as soon as I can arrange it."
"No!" Anakin almost screamed, and followed Anakin out of the room. "Master, even the council doesn't want to see you go."
"Anakin, please. You must finish your audience. I will contact you when I've found somewhere to stay." Obi-Wan said, and disappeared down the Hall. Anakin watched in shock, and slowly went back to the Council Chambers.
"Sorry Masters." He quietly responded, to which they slowly nodded. Anakin waited for them to pass judgement on him, but not able to put his heart into a plea to stay. He'd inadvertently destroyed the life of his Master, forcing him to leave the Jedi shamefully.
"Anakin Skywalker, we will allow you to continue to train." Mace Windu quietly sighed.
"Under me, you shall finish." Yoda informed him. Anakin looked at the diminutive Jedi Master.
"Master, with all due respect, I don't know if I can train under another Jedi Master, other than Master Kenobi." Anakin expressed his confusion, trying not to be forced out of the Order.
"Forced to make a sad decision, Jedi Kenobi has. Rescind it we would like, but force him to accept what has happened, we cannot." Yoda murmured. "Continue to train you, we must. A great price Kenobi has paid for you."
"Master, forgive me…" Anakin questioned.
"Obi-wan was left with only two choice. Continue to train you further, and in his mind fail you and the Jedi, or leave the Order so that you may be trained by another." One of the other Masters supplied.
Anakin nodded slowly, and his heart broke further. "Thank you Masters for being so patient."
"What other choice do we have?" Windu supplied, and the doors opened for Anakins exit. He acknowledged the dismissal and headed back to his room.
As he walked down the hallways, he noticed the hundreds of sad looks in his direction, but ignored most of them while trying to accept the consequences of his actions. He had no idea the ripples would be so big. He didn't expect anything other than his dismissal from the Jedi Order. It was almost impossible for him to imagine Obi-Wan leaving, let alone being anything other than a Jedi, and then he spotted him down the hall. It was strange to see Obi-Wan in civilian clothes, with his face shaved. Anakin took a step back and watched from afar as Obi-Wan hugged his two best friends.
"I'll be in contact Bant. Senator Organa has offered me a position in the military, so I figure I'll be a bit of a peacekeeper until I can find a niche. Anything is better than Agri-corps." Obi-Wan grinned slightly, trying to hide his pain. Bant laughed lightly at the remark, recalling all their memories.
"You take care Obi-Wan. I'll miss you, we all will." Bant bit her lip and tried to hide the tears in her large Calamari eyes.
"Call any time, Obi, your own personal Jedi pilot." Garen offered, taking his hand and pulling him into a friendly hug.
"I'd better get going, the next transport leaves soon and I…I need to go." Obi-Wan bit out, not wanting to break down in front of his dearest and oldest friends. He was doing the right thing, but why did it have to hurt so much inside?
Obi-Wan hugged them both again quickly, then jogged off to the exit of the temple, not wanting to acknowledge his former Padawan's teary gaze. Obi-Wan could hold himself back from crying in front of his friends, but he knew that he'd not be able to take Anakin when it was all so fresh. He would call Anakin soon, he promised himself, when he was ready.
A/N: Hehehe…the smarter ones of you out there will get where I'm going…
Aleese
Pour Mon Chere Hayden, Je T'aime.
A/N: I have to admit that I'm surprised at how many people are enjoying this story. Obi-Wan and Anakin aren't' my best characters to work with (Mara Jade is), so I'm very glad to have your support!
1 Supreme Sacrifice, Part 3
By Aleese Sundancer
The Council nodded at Obi-Wan, and Anakin gaped in shock.
"Master?" Anakin asked quietly, not bothering to follow standard procedure. "Master, you can't leave the Jedi."
"Obi-Wan, as a friend, I ask you to take back your resignation. The Jedi would be sad to loose you." Mace quietly asked, appraising him. "Please reconsider."
Obi-Wan merely nodded. "My decision has been made. Thank you for your audience Masters, my things will be cleared as soon as I can arrange it."
"No!" Anakin almost screamed, and followed Anakin out of the room. "Master, even the council doesn't want to see you go."
"Anakin, please. You must finish your audience. I will contact you when I've found somewhere to stay." Obi-Wan said, and disappeared down the Hall. Anakin watched in shock, and slowly went back to the Council Chambers.
"Sorry Masters." He quietly responded, to which they slowly nodded. Anakin waited for them to pass judgement on him, but not able to put his heart into a plea to stay. He'd inadvertently destroyed the life of his Master, forcing him to leave the Jedi shamefully.
"Anakin Skywalker, we will allow you to continue to train." Mace Windu quietly sighed.
"Under me, you shall finish." Yoda informed him. Anakin looked at the diminutive Jedi Master.
"Master, with all due respect, I don't know if I can train under another Jedi Master, other than Master Kenobi." Anakin expressed his confusion, trying not to be forced out of the Order.
"Forced to make a sad decision, Jedi Kenobi has. Rescind it we would like, but force him to accept what has happened, we cannot." Yoda murmured. "Continue to train you, we must. A great price Kenobi has paid for you."
"Master, forgive me…" Anakin questioned.
"Obi-wan was left with only two choice. Continue to train you further, and in his mind fail you and the Jedi, or leave the Order so that you may be trained by another." One of the other Masters supplied.
Anakin nodded slowly, and his heart broke further. "Thank you Masters for being so patient."
"What other choice do we have?" Windu supplied, and the doors opened for Anakins exit. He acknowledged the dismissal and headed back to his room.
As he walked down the hallways, he noticed the hundreds of sad looks in his direction, but ignored most of them while trying to accept the consequences of his actions. He had no idea the ripples would be so big. He didn't expect anything other than his dismissal from the Jedi Order. It was almost impossible for him to imagine Obi-Wan leaving, let alone being anything other than a Jedi, and then he spotted him down the hall. It was strange to see Obi-Wan in civilian clothes, with his face shaved. Anakin took a step back and watched from afar as Obi-Wan hugged his two best friends.
"I'll be in contact Bant. Senator Organa has offered me a position in the military, so I figure I'll be a bit of a peacekeeper until I can find a niche. Anything is better than Agri-corps." Obi-Wan grinned slightly, trying to hide his pain. Bant laughed lightly at the remark, recalling all their memories.
"You take care Obi-Wan. I'll miss you, we all will." Bant bit her lip and tried to hide the tears in her large Calamari eyes.
"Call any time, Obi, your own personal Jedi pilot." Garen offered, taking his hand and pulling him into a friendly hug.
"I'd better get going, the next transport leaves soon and I…I need to go." Obi-Wan bit out, not wanting to break down in front of his dearest and oldest friends. He was doing the right thing, but why did it have to hurt so much inside?
Obi-Wan hugged them both again quickly, then jogged off to the exit of the temple, not wanting to acknowledge his former Padawan's teary gaze. Obi-Wan could hold himself back from crying in front of his friends, but he knew that he'd not be able to take Anakin when it was all so fresh. He would call Anakin soon, he promised himself, when he was ready.
A/N: Hehehe…the smarter ones of you out there will get where I'm going…
Aleese