Title: Hidden Shadows Seeking Light
Rating: I wish I knew. I am putting it at PG-13 just because I don't know any better and would rather err on the safe side.
Genre: Drama/Mild Angst
Feedback: I would love to get feedback on this story. I would appreciate it if everyone would put down their flame throwers though because this is only my second time out and I know I made mistakes on the first story and have no doubt I will make many on this one. I need constructive criticism so that I will get better not mean comments that will only serve to make me cry. I thank each and every one of the readers who take the time to review this story. I love fan fiction and hope to write stories that can entertain others as much as their stories have entertained me.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this story. They are, were and will always belong to Mr. George Lucas creator of an amazing universe. Not only does this story contain elements of the universe that Mr. Lucas created but also the Alternate Universe (AU) found in a wonderful story called An Untimely Frost by CYNICAL21.
Just to a little guide as to what things mean:
/-/ Bond thought //-// Private thought "-" Speaking aloud
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He wasn't sure what woke him perhaps it was just that the sleep suggestion that the Sith had used had run its course or perhaps it was his body complaining about his new surroundings. Lulling his head from side to side he finally managed to lift it from his chest and gaze about his new surroundings. The fact that he was sitting on a dirt floor confirmed to him that he was in a basement of some sorts. The walls were rough cut stones. He tried to pull his hands up to feel for the collar that he felt certain still lay around his neck but discovered that his wrists were secured behind his back and then to the wall. He felt a sudden panic at being denied the use his hands. It took several long moments and deep breaths to get his anxiety under control. It was then that the dull ache in his shoulders started growing from a mere annoyance to an unbearable torture.
Reaching out he felt a vast emptiness where once the Force had been. Despair threatened to overtake him. He had no idea how he would ever escape from this ordeal without the Force. He had been enslaved for years and even with a connection to the Force he had not been able to escape. Of course he had been clueless as to what the Force was or how to use it to help free himself or his mother. Things would have been very different if he had just known how to use it then. He would have freed them both and then used it to get them off of Tatoonine and to another planet. He would love to see his mother someplace beautiful and green where water is plentiful. Where people aren't property, but valued beyond their monetary worth.
He felt sad whenever he thought about his mother. She felt so far away, but never so much as she did right now. He realized that she too was bound in chains the only difference being that her chains were invisible. He wondered if hers bit into her skin the way his were as he struggled in spite of the futility of his efforts.
He looked around quickly searching for Laroon, but didn't find her immediately. It wasn't until he heard her moan in the far corner of the room that he saw her. She too had been chained. He was relieved to see her but could tell from her appearance that she had been injured.
"Laroon?" He whispered. There was another groan as he watched her slowly come around. "Laroon?" He continued to call her name. He watched as she finally rose from the depths of her darkness and started seeking his voice out from among the shadows.
"Anakin?" Her voice sounded labored. Anakin winced at the sound of it.
"How badly are you hurt?" He asked.
"They pushed me down those stairs." She looked to the area directly across from Anakin. He could only see a few of the steps as they disappeared from his sight. They were constructed of the same stone as the walls. They must have been merciless on her body as she tumbled down them.
"My head hurts and I think my ankle is broken. " She gasped as she inadvertently moved the aforementioned ankle in the wrong direction.
Anakin hadn't thought it could get much worse but he was slowly realizing how he normally utterly underestimated how bad things could get. He was starting to reconsider ever using that phrase again.
There was light coming from a series of small windows a couple of feet down from the ceiling. So the basement wasn't completely underground. He turned his attention then to the wall itself. He dug around the rocks until his fingers were raw and sore. As old as the structure appeared to be it was still very solid in stature. Anakin sighed turning his attention back to the windows. They were small but he felt certain he could slip through one if given a chance. He just had to find a way to get out of his chains.
He heard a loud slam from the top of the stairs as though a great metal door had been flung open. A column of light illuminated the stairway and puddled on the floor. He heard the sound of heavy footsteps descending towards he and Laroon. The shorter Sith appeared. He had someone thrown over his shoulder. Anakin could tell it was Obi-Wan before the Sith carelessly threw him in a heap on the floor. Anakin winced at the thud the Knight's body made as it impacted the wall. The Sith quickly attached similar chains and a collar like Anakin's around the Knight. Finally finished with his menial task the Darth Kial squatted in front of the Knight who was now slumped against the wall mercifully unconscious. He smirked then turned to sneer at the Padawan. Rising to his feet he gave the Knight a last hard kick to his side before disappearing up the stairs.
"Is that Obi-Wan?" Laroon asked. She had been so quiet that Anakin had believed that she must have been unconscious once more. Sighing heavily he replied.
"Yes it is. He looks to be in very bad shape. I wonder what they did to him. He is a very powerful Knight." The Padawan felt what little courage he had been holding to slipping away. Kenobi had bested a Sith before, but now he lay in a heap worse off than either of the other two captives. Anakin felt a surge of pride. He was merely a Padawan and had faced the Sith now on two occasions. He had faired better than the Knight after one encounter. It must have something to do with his being the Chosen One. He steeled himself realizing that if they were going to escape it was going to be up to him to make it happen. He wondered how he could possibly pull it off. He tried once more to reach out into the Force but found it very still.
Staring back over at the Knight he felt a flicker of hope as he realized that with Obi-Wan here that would mean that his Master was near by as well. He knew that the man would fight for him perhaps not so much out of love or devotion but out of his desire to protect Anakin, so that he could be the one to train the Chosen One. Anakin felt slightly bitter as the realization swept over him.
"Is he alive?" Laroon asked. She remembered him from his first trip to Tiress. As she gazed upon him she remembered all the reasons why she had had such a infatuation for him. She felt her feelings come back to life. His hair was longer and his braid was now missing, but he was still the same lean strong handsome man she remembered so well. He still visited her dreams from time to time. She closed her eyes once more grateful that her headache was finally subsiding.
As if hearing her question Obi-Wan managed a low groan as he shifted slightly sinking further down the wall. Laroon felt her spirits buoy in that moment. She had every confidence in the Knight.
"I'm sure my Master is near. He will come for us. He won't be caught like Kenobi." Anakin's voice was full of distain as he looked back over at the Knight. "He will elude them. We must be ready when he comes though. "Anakin felt helpless wishing he could do something besides wait. He cast another look in Obi-Wan's direction. He certainly didn't want to fail as the Knight had. He had to do better. He was the Chosen One.
He remembered the look on the Sith's face when he had confessed to knowing his identity. It still bothered him in the back of his mind. Why had they laughed that way? Another groan from the Knight broke his chain of thought. His Master had to be close. Pulling in desperation against his chains he felt his anger surge within him.
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Commander La'Kol walked to the podium in order to address the rare joint session of the Hemispheric Councils.
"Council Members I come before you today to report on the findings of our security forces as to the extent to which an individual or perhaps a group of individuals schemed to undermine the authority and sovereignty of our great planet." He paused allowing the weight of his words to fall upon the ears of all those listening. "For years our mighty planet failed to realize its full potential while lost in the throes of war. So many lives lost, so many resources wasted, so much energy spent devising ways of conquering and enslaving instead of working to harness the greatness within us all to make this planet and the lives of its citizens prosperous."
He took a small sip of water. The room remained silent except for an occasional cough or sniff from the Council members present. Clearing his throat he reached for the two data chips.
"I have brought before you this day a data chip containing the evidence that has been gathered implicating the late Vice Commander elect Pulmee Den in traitorous acts against the state. I present the leadership of each Hemispheric Council with a chip to be used by their own investigative committee as we search for ways to overcome the division these acts have wrought as well as deciding upon preventive measures to ensure that Tiress never fall victim to treachery again."
He turned and presented the chips to the two men seated directly behind him on an elevated podium. They each accepted the chip and held it up to the audience of Council members in a show of unity indicative of the gravity they felt in meeting the Commander's prescribed goals for their governing bodies.
"At this moment my daughter, Laroon La'Kol and a young Jedi Padawan, Anakin Skywalker, reside in the hands of a Sith agent brought to this planet no doubt by Den to achieve his personal goal of overthrowing our established government and seizing the seat of power for himself as well as instigating a movement on the planet to petition for its removal from the Republic. After contacting the Jedi Council in regards to these findings is has come to my attention that a Separatist Movement is growing throughout the Republic. To our knowledge Den isn't responsible for crimes on other planets and yet a darkness is spreading. It is this darkness that threatens to consume us.
This is our moment. This is our testing ground. Will Tiress fall as so many planets have over the last year's time leaving the Republic and the universal justice, dignity, character, and liberty that it stands for? I say no!" The chamber erupted in a loud roar of applause. After several long moments the noise died down to a hush. La'Kol waited. Once the room was once more engulfed in silence he spoke. His words grave and firm.
"The question is what say you?"
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"Have you heard any word from Master Yoda or Master Gallia yet?" Ki asked approaching Master Windu in the dining hall. The Master shook his head indicating his deep concern over the situation.
"I would have thought that one of them would have contacted us by now." Ki said sitting down joining the other Master as they considered their options.
"The last I heard Jinn, Kenobi, Gallia and Yoda were heading out to search for Anakin and the Commander's missing daughter. They discovered the location where the two were being held but they had been taken by Sith. The Vice Commander elect, Pulmee Den had been holding them both. He was dead at the scene. Commander La'Kol communicated that our Jedi have gone after them. He also asked some interesting questions that sent me to meditation for a great portion of the day." Mace looked down still considering all that the Force had revealed to him that day.
"What is it that you have seen?" Ki asked softly.
"We will be discussing it at tomorrow's Council meeting but perhaps it would help if you joined me for further meditation on the matter this evening." Ki nodded waiting patiently to see if the Master felt comfortable revealing more to him.
"I believe now that the Sith are working with the Separatist."
Ki raised his eyebrows. It was a bold speculation on the part of the Master and a dangerous situation if it was indeed true.
"Why would they bother?"
"Chaos works hand in hand with darkness. When people are divided and seeking out their own agendas they are easily conquered. Divided the galaxy will fall. We must double our efforts to keep the Republic united." Ki nodded.
"I will be happy to join you in the meditation gardens this evening. I want to see if I too can get some clarification from the Force. I will feel better when we hear from our people on Tiress. If Anakin is the Chosen One and if he is in the hands of the Sith I fear that the galaxy's fate may already have been sealed." His expression was grim as he followed his own chain of thought to fruition.
"Always in motion the future is." Mace managed a mall smile for the other Master.
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Qui-Gon and Adi dismounted the swoop and raced to where the green Master stood on the far said of the clearing. Adi found herself searching desperately for Obi-Wan. By the time they had reached Yoda her heart was pounding and her breath was coming rapidly. Yoda continued to stare away from them.
"Master?" Adi began scanning in the direction of his gaze. "Where is Obi- Wan?" She wasn't sure that she wanted his answer. She felt Qui-Gon pull up beside her. He too seemed puzzled by the Knight's absence.
"Taken by the Sith he has been. Rescue him we must." He closed his eyes reaching out seeking his Padawan. If only he could touch his mind then perhaps he could feed the Knight the strength he would no doubt need when faced with the Sith. He touched his mind but was shocked to find it a blank. It was obvious that he had shut down during the overwhelmingly painful attack by the Sith. He sighed sorrowfully and opened his eyes once more. It was then that his gaze met that of Adi Gallia. Her face was lined with worry and her eyes desperately sought his seeking some glimpse of hope that her Knight was safe. He knew she understood the ramifications of a Jedi being in the hands of servants of the dark side of the Force. He offered her the same hope that he himself clung to. "He will not turn." She nodded grimly.
"Find him we must. Taken by the Sith Master and one of his two apprentice he was. In the direction of the estate I sense them." Yoda was already calling his saber back to his hand.
"I understand your concern for Obi-Wan Master. " Qui-Gon began, "but he is a Knight after all. Anakin is but a Padawan, a mere child, he is much more vulnerable. He must rescue him first and then turn our attention to Obi- Wan."
"Obi-Wan is our first priority. Save Skywalker if possible we will, but rescue Obi-Wan we must. " Yoda started out towards the estate when he was pulled up short by a hand on his shoulder. Adi sighed impatiently. They were wasting time talking. She didn't want Obi-Wan left in the hands of the Sith for even a moment longer.
"Master Yoda, I understand your concern for your Padawan. I share the same concern for mine. I realize it is a very difficult decision to have to choose between Obi-Wan and Anakin. I have faced this terrible dilemma before." Adi and Yoda both bristled at the memories of that heartbreaking moment that they had both witnessed. A moment that had left Obi-Wan torn open and laid bare with grief. "I value Obi-Wan surely you know that, but Anakin is the Chosen One we must not allow the Chosen One to fall to the Sith."
Yoda turned to the man his eyes filled with a deadly calm. "Anakin Skywalker the Chosen One he is not. Right you are the Chosen One must not fall. Save Obi-Wan we must." Turning once more the Master headed off in pursuit of his Padawan and the evil ones who had taken him leaving in his wake two stunned and silenced Masters.
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Next post will be next Sunday. I think knowing in advance when the next chapter will be posted will make it easier for you guys to keep reading. It is frustrated I know when you check and check and there isn't anything new. I really appreciate all the positive comments in the review and emails. They really do keep me writing. I could live on positive feedback alone. Hope you all have a wonderful week. More coming on December 22. Hang on till then. Thanks.
Rating: I wish I knew. I am putting it at PG-13 just because I don't know any better and would rather err on the safe side.
Genre: Drama/Mild Angst
Feedback: I would love to get feedback on this story. I would appreciate it if everyone would put down their flame throwers though because this is only my second time out and I know I made mistakes on the first story and have no doubt I will make many on this one. I need constructive criticism so that I will get better not mean comments that will only serve to make me cry. I thank each and every one of the readers who take the time to review this story. I love fan fiction and hope to write stories that can entertain others as much as their stories have entertained me.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this story. They are, were and will always belong to Mr. George Lucas creator of an amazing universe. Not only does this story contain elements of the universe that Mr. Lucas created but also the Alternate Universe (AU) found in a wonderful story called An Untimely Frost by CYNICAL21.
Just to a little guide as to what things mean:
/-/ Bond thought //-// Private thought "-" Speaking aloud
*************************************************************************
He wasn't sure what woke him perhaps it was just that the sleep suggestion that the Sith had used had run its course or perhaps it was his body complaining about his new surroundings. Lulling his head from side to side he finally managed to lift it from his chest and gaze about his new surroundings. The fact that he was sitting on a dirt floor confirmed to him that he was in a basement of some sorts. The walls were rough cut stones. He tried to pull his hands up to feel for the collar that he felt certain still lay around his neck but discovered that his wrists were secured behind his back and then to the wall. He felt a sudden panic at being denied the use his hands. It took several long moments and deep breaths to get his anxiety under control. It was then that the dull ache in his shoulders started growing from a mere annoyance to an unbearable torture.
Reaching out he felt a vast emptiness where once the Force had been. Despair threatened to overtake him. He had no idea how he would ever escape from this ordeal without the Force. He had been enslaved for years and even with a connection to the Force he had not been able to escape. Of course he had been clueless as to what the Force was or how to use it to help free himself or his mother. Things would have been very different if he had just known how to use it then. He would have freed them both and then used it to get them off of Tatoonine and to another planet. He would love to see his mother someplace beautiful and green where water is plentiful. Where people aren't property, but valued beyond their monetary worth.
He felt sad whenever he thought about his mother. She felt so far away, but never so much as she did right now. He realized that she too was bound in chains the only difference being that her chains were invisible. He wondered if hers bit into her skin the way his were as he struggled in spite of the futility of his efforts.
He looked around quickly searching for Laroon, but didn't find her immediately. It wasn't until he heard her moan in the far corner of the room that he saw her. She too had been chained. He was relieved to see her but could tell from her appearance that she had been injured.
"Laroon?" He whispered. There was another groan as he watched her slowly come around. "Laroon?" He continued to call her name. He watched as she finally rose from the depths of her darkness and started seeking his voice out from among the shadows.
"Anakin?" Her voice sounded labored. Anakin winced at the sound of it.
"How badly are you hurt?" He asked.
"They pushed me down those stairs." She looked to the area directly across from Anakin. He could only see a few of the steps as they disappeared from his sight. They were constructed of the same stone as the walls. They must have been merciless on her body as she tumbled down them.
"My head hurts and I think my ankle is broken. " She gasped as she inadvertently moved the aforementioned ankle in the wrong direction.
Anakin hadn't thought it could get much worse but he was slowly realizing how he normally utterly underestimated how bad things could get. He was starting to reconsider ever using that phrase again.
There was light coming from a series of small windows a couple of feet down from the ceiling. So the basement wasn't completely underground. He turned his attention then to the wall itself. He dug around the rocks until his fingers were raw and sore. As old as the structure appeared to be it was still very solid in stature. Anakin sighed turning his attention back to the windows. They were small but he felt certain he could slip through one if given a chance. He just had to find a way to get out of his chains.
He heard a loud slam from the top of the stairs as though a great metal door had been flung open. A column of light illuminated the stairway and puddled on the floor. He heard the sound of heavy footsteps descending towards he and Laroon. The shorter Sith appeared. He had someone thrown over his shoulder. Anakin could tell it was Obi-Wan before the Sith carelessly threw him in a heap on the floor. Anakin winced at the thud the Knight's body made as it impacted the wall. The Sith quickly attached similar chains and a collar like Anakin's around the Knight. Finally finished with his menial task the Darth Kial squatted in front of the Knight who was now slumped against the wall mercifully unconscious. He smirked then turned to sneer at the Padawan. Rising to his feet he gave the Knight a last hard kick to his side before disappearing up the stairs.
"Is that Obi-Wan?" Laroon asked. She had been so quiet that Anakin had believed that she must have been unconscious once more. Sighing heavily he replied.
"Yes it is. He looks to be in very bad shape. I wonder what they did to him. He is a very powerful Knight." The Padawan felt what little courage he had been holding to slipping away. Kenobi had bested a Sith before, but now he lay in a heap worse off than either of the other two captives. Anakin felt a surge of pride. He was merely a Padawan and had faced the Sith now on two occasions. He had faired better than the Knight after one encounter. It must have something to do with his being the Chosen One. He steeled himself realizing that if they were going to escape it was going to be up to him to make it happen. He wondered how he could possibly pull it off. He tried once more to reach out into the Force but found it very still.
Staring back over at the Knight he felt a flicker of hope as he realized that with Obi-Wan here that would mean that his Master was near by as well. He knew that the man would fight for him perhaps not so much out of love or devotion but out of his desire to protect Anakin, so that he could be the one to train the Chosen One. Anakin felt slightly bitter as the realization swept over him.
"Is he alive?" Laroon asked. She remembered him from his first trip to Tiress. As she gazed upon him she remembered all the reasons why she had had such a infatuation for him. She felt her feelings come back to life. His hair was longer and his braid was now missing, but he was still the same lean strong handsome man she remembered so well. He still visited her dreams from time to time. She closed her eyes once more grateful that her headache was finally subsiding.
As if hearing her question Obi-Wan managed a low groan as he shifted slightly sinking further down the wall. Laroon felt her spirits buoy in that moment. She had every confidence in the Knight.
"I'm sure my Master is near. He will come for us. He won't be caught like Kenobi." Anakin's voice was full of distain as he looked back over at the Knight. "He will elude them. We must be ready when he comes though. "Anakin felt helpless wishing he could do something besides wait. He cast another look in Obi-Wan's direction. He certainly didn't want to fail as the Knight had. He had to do better. He was the Chosen One.
He remembered the look on the Sith's face when he had confessed to knowing his identity. It still bothered him in the back of his mind. Why had they laughed that way? Another groan from the Knight broke his chain of thought. His Master had to be close. Pulling in desperation against his chains he felt his anger surge within him.
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Commander La'Kol walked to the podium in order to address the rare joint session of the Hemispheric Councils.
"Council Members I come before you today to report on the findings of our security forces as to the extent to which an individual or perhaps a group of individuals schemed to undermine the authority and sovereignty of our great planet." He paused allowing the weight of his words to fall upon the ears of all those listening. "For years our mighty planet failed to realize its full potential while lost in the throes of war. So many lives lost, so many resources wasted, so much energy spent devising ways of conquering and enslaving instead of working to harness the greatness within us all to make this planet and the lives of its citizens prosperous."
He took a small sip of water. The room remained silent except for an occasional cough or sniff from the Council members present. Clearing his throat he reached for the two data chips.
"I have brought before you this day a data chip containing the evidence that has been gathered implicating the late Vice Commander elect Pulmee Den in traitorous acts against the state. I present the leadership of each Hemispheric Council with a chip to be used by their own investigative committee as we search for ways to overcome the division these acts have wrought as well as deciding upon preventive measures to ensure that Tiress never fall victim to treachery again."
He turned and presented the chips to the two men seated directly behind him on an elevated podium. They each accepted the chip and held it up to the audience of Council members in a show of unity indicative of the gravity they felt in meeting the Commander's prescribed goals for their governing bodies.
"At this moment my daughter, Laroon La'Kol and a young Jedi Padawan, Anakin Skywalker, reside in the hands of a Sith agent brought to this planet no doubt by Den to achieve his personal goal of overthrowing our established government and seizing the seat of power for himself as well as instigating a movement on the planet to petition for its removal from the Republic. After contacting the Jedi Council in regards to these findings is has come to my attention that a Separatist Movement is growing throughout the Republic. To our knowledge Den isn't responsible for crimes on other planets and yet a darkness is spreading. It is this darkness that threatens to consume us.
This is our moment. This is our testing ground. Will Tiress fall as so many planets have over the last year's time leaving the Republic and the universal justice, dignity, character, and liberty that it stands for? I say no!" The chamber erupted in a loud roar of applause. After several long moments the noise died down to a hush. La'Kol waited. Once the room was once more engulfed in silence he spoke. His words grave and firm.
"The question is what say you?"
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"Have you heard any word from Master Yoda or Master Gallia yet?" Ki asked approaching Master Windu in the dining hall. The Master shook his head indicating his deep concern over the situation.
"I would have thought that one of them would have contacted us by now." Ki said sitting down joining the other Master as they considered their options.
"The last I heard Jinn, Kenobi, Gallia and Yoda were heading out to search for Anakin and the Commander's missing daughter. They discovered the location where the two were being held but they had been taken by Sith. The Vice Commander elect, Pulmee Den had been holding them both. He was dead at the scene. Commander La'Kol communicated that our Jedi have gone after them. He also asked some interesting questions that sent me to meditation for a great portion of the day." Mace looked down still considering all that the Force had revealed to him that day.
"What is it that you have seen?" Ki asked softly.
"We will be discussing it at tomorrow's Council meeting but perhaps it would help if you joined me for further meditation on the matter this evening." Ki nodded waiting patiently to see if the Master felt comfortable revealing more to him.
"I believe now that the Sith are working with the Separatist."
Ki raised his eyebrows. It was a bold speculation on the part of the Master and a dangerous situation if it was indeed true.
"Why would they bother?"
"Chaos works hand in hand with darkness. When people are divided and seeking out their own agendas they are easily conquered. Divided the galaxy will fall. We must double our efforts to keep the Republic united." Ki nodded.
"I will be happy to join you in the meditation gardens this evening. I want to see if I too can get some clarification from the Force. I will feel better when we hear from our people on Tiress. If Anakin is the Chosen One and if he is in the hands of the Sith I fear that the galaxy's fate may already have been sealed." His expression was grim as he followed his own chain of thought to fruition.
"Always in motion the future is." Mace managed a mall smile for the other Master.
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Qui-Gon and Adi dismounted the swoop and raced to where the green Master stood on the far said of the clearing. Adi found herself searching desperately for Obi-Wan. By the time they had reached Yoda her heart was pounding and her breath was coming rapidly. Yoda continued to stare away from them.
"Master?" Adi began scanning in the direction of his gaze. "Where is Obi- Wan?" She wasn't sure that she wanted his answer. She felt Qui-Gon pull up beside her. He too seemed puzzled by the Knight's absence.
"Taken by the Sith he has been. Rescue him we must." He closed his eyes reaching out seeking his Padawan. If only he could touch his mind then perhaps he could feed the Knight the strength he would no doubt need when faced with the Sith. He touched his mind but was shocked to find it a blank. It was obvious that he had shut down during the overwhelmingly painful attack by the Sith. He sighed sorrowfully and opened his eyes once more. It was then that his gaze met that of Adi Gallia. Her face was lined with worry and her eyes desperately sought his seeking some glimpse of hope that her Knight was safe. He knew she understood the ramifications of a Jedi being in the hands of servants of the dark side of the Force. He offered her the same hope that he himself clung to. "He will not turn." She nodded grimly.
"Find him we must. Taken by the Sith Master and one of his two apprentice he was. In the direction of the estate I sense them." Yoda was already calling his saber back to his hand.
"I understand your concern for Obi-Wan Master. " Qui-Gon began, "but he is a Knight after all. Anakin is but a Padawan, a mere child, he is much more vulnerable. He must rescue him first and then turn our attention to Obi- Wan."
"Obi-Wan is our first priority. Save Skywalker if possible we will, but rescue Obi-Wan we must. " Yoda started out towards the estate when he was pulled up short by a hand on his shoulder. Adi sighed impatiently. They were wasting time talking. She didn't want Obi-Wan left in the hands of the Sith for even a moment longer.
"Master Yoda, I understand your concern for your Padawan. I share the same concern for mine. I realize it is a very difficult decision to have to choose between Obi-Wan and Anakin. I have faced this terrible dilemma before." Adi and Yoda both bristled at the memories of that heartbreaking moment that they had both witnessed. A moment that had left Obi-Wan torn open and laid bare with grief. "I value Obi-Wan surely you know that, but Anakin is the Chosen One we must not allow the Chosen One to fall to the Sith."
Yoda turned to the man his eyes filled with a deadly calm. "Anakin Skywalker the Chosen One he is not. Right you are the Chosen One must not fall. Save Obi-Wan we must." Turning once more the Master headed off in pursuit of his Padawan and the evil ones who had taken him leaving in his wake two stunned and silenced Masters.
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Next post will be next Sunday. I think knowing in advance when the next chapter will be posted will make it easier for you guys to keep reading. It is frustrated I know when you check and check and there isn't anything new. I really appreciate all the positive comments in the review and emails. They really do keep me writing. I could live on positive feedback alone. Hope you all have a wonderful week. More coming on December 22. Hang on till then. Thanks.
