Title: Strength over fear
Author: ewan's girl
Disclaimer: Once again as always I don't own anything, if I did I wouldn't be so poor.
Author's note: Inspiration has hit me again! huzzah! I think it's partly because I found a hard back Jedi Quest book that I somehow missed called "path to truth" and if you haven't read it yet I command you too...just kiding! I'm sure if you are a fan of Siri you have already. The first part of this chapter was written just for you in mind Jedikma!
*Chapter 22:
~ long, slender fingers reached out to him, stroking his rough bearded cheek, gliding up the side of his face and into his hair, brushing it gently off his forehead. The sent of Corelliean lilacs filled his nostrils, and the sense of hot breath was felt on his neck then the touch of soft wet lips. Obi Wan slowly opened his eyes and gazed into two deep blue ones.
"Siri?" He asked, his voice gruff as sleep continued to leave him. The blonde woman smiled and continued to run her fingers through his thick, ginger hair. Obi Wan pulled her down, holding her tightly, afraid if he were to let go she would leave him forever. Something in his subconscious was warning him, but of what he could not guess. She leaned down and kissed him deeply, then slowly rose to her feet. Obi Wan noticed she was wearing a flowing creme colored dress made of shimmersilk embroidered in delicate gold thread, it was a strange ensamble for Siri Tachi to be dressed in.
She turned to Obi Wan and smiled a sad smile. He then noticed a large structure behind her was engulfed by flames, he didn't know why but he couldn't take his eyes off of the burning building. He looked back at Siri, who seemed to ignore the fire behind her. "If you trust nothing else Obi Wan, trust in the Force, it is a light that will guide you." She softly stated, her voice sounding haunted by something.
Obi Wan rose to his feet and walked up to her, taking her hands in his. He stared at her, brushing some of her golden hair behind her ear. "I will always trust in the Force Siri, but I sometimes wonder if it is enough." He revealed. "I feel so lost right now Siri, how could I not see Anakin's downfall?"
She looked at him and gave him a smile that was distinctly Siri. "Then you may also trust in this." She placed his hand over her heart.
Obi Wan looked down at his hand then he turned away. "I know that I can, but I'm not sure that you can trust in it." He stated sadly. He waited for a moment for her to speak, then he realized she was staying silent he looked up at her. Siri held a face that he was all too familiar with, a face that showed she wouldn't lose the argument. Obi Wan smiled a crooked smile and kissed her passionately.
Siri pulled away from the kiss, Obi Wan's hands still cupping her face. "It is time." She told him. Suddenly her face seemed to morph in front of his very eyes and turn into Padme's face. "It is time." ~
Obi Wan awoke quickly at the sound of Padme's voice. He looked up at the pregnant senator who had beads of sweat collecting on her brow. He sat up worriedly, staring at her. "Padme?"
Padme took several short breaths then released the air in one long gush. "It is time." She explained.
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The Jedi Temple was always a symbol of reverance and peace, but it was amazing how much more quiet the building was in the middle of the night. Siri Tachi exited the training room, wipping the last remaining sweat off her neck with a towel and glanced around the darkened hallway. She had grown accustom to working out after the other Jedi had gone to sleep, she felt more comfortable having the temple to herself, not having to worry about running into anyone with intreging questions about her time spent in captivity, or her propation or worst of all about Obi Wan.
She prefered time to herself, avoiding coming out in the daylight, unless summond by the Council (which was rare considering missions had dropped considerably since the formation of the Empire). She had at first pestered the Council to send her on a mission, any mission so she could focus on something besides Kenobi, but the assignments never lasted long enough, and eventually they stopped coming all together.
Siri stepped out into the hall, feeling the cool tile floor under her bare feet. She made sure hers and Obi Wan's light sabers were securly placed on her belt and headed for the room of a thousand fountains which had become her nightly rutine to go to her favorite place to meditate after a hard workout.
Tonight she felt more of a need than ever to calm her nerves; it had been nine months since Obi Wan left to watch over the pregnant senator from Naboo and he would be making his desicion soon. She wondered if he would return to the Jedi, or if he would leave the order for good. She hadn't seen or spoken to him since the day he left, and she wondered how he was doing. She had gone to Naboo when she heard about the attack, hoping to warn him, but the Force had beat her to the punch and the refugees were long gone.
She entered the room and imediatly began to feel at peace with the sound of trickling water. She glanced up at the artificial sky, the "stars" giving off a small amount of illumination, giving the room a blue tint. She ran her hands through her hair, careful of the small braids that were adorn in beads that she had place in her now long, blonde locks. She pulled her hair up into a messy bun, peices of hair falling around her face. The young master then stretched her arms over her head, extending her tall, lean body to it's full height.
She began to quiet her mind, preparing for meditation when she felt a strange disturbance through the Force. She tried to focus on the source of the disturbance, but it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. She then realized that there was another presence in the room, she searched and found Mace Windu standing next to one of the fountains, staring up at the "sky". Siri slowly walked up behind him, not sure if she should interupt his thoughts.
"I'm surprised to see you out and about Master Tachi." Mace commented, not turning to face her.
"I'm always out at this time of night, I'm surprised to see anyone else out and about this late." She replied.
Mace ignored her reply and changed the subject. "I assume you heard that Ferus passed his trials." He turned to Siri.
"I had." She answered, looking at the ground.
"He wishes for you to cut his braid." Mace continued. Siri stayed silent. "He is very gifted, he learned well."
"Despite what happened." Siri softly commented. "It goes to show how dedicated he is."
"It is unfortunate what happened to both him and you." Siri looked up at him. "But as Jedi we are required no to dwell, only to accept and move on."
'More pools of wisdom from our wonderful code?' Siri thought to herself. "Yes master" She stated outloud.
Mace rose an eyebrow at her. "What issues are you having with our 'wonderful' code?" He asked her.
Siri silently chatized herself for not putting up better mental sheilds around the Council member. "Nothing master." She answered.
"Your thoughts betray you Master Tachi." Mace glanced around the room.
Siri sighed. "The reason I cannot cut Ferus' braid is because I have shamed the code." She stated, avoiding the Councilor's gaze. "I have formed an attachment." She admitted.
Mace showed no signs of surprise, actually showed no emotions at all, a look that annoyed most Jedi. "I see." He answered. They sat in awkward silence for several minutes before Mace continued. "I find it fascinating that when the Jedi order was created they were actually encouraged to marry, to ensure the order would go on for generations." Mace went off on a tangent. "It wasn't until the discovery of the dark side and the creation of the code that attachment became dangerous and forbidden."
"Why change anything?" Siri asked.
"The dark side can take something beautiful and turn it into something dangerous, evil." Mace explained. "Love is a wonderful emotion but it can lead to so many others, such as jealousy, hatred, and revenge." Siri turned away, Mace looked at her. "Of course there are always exceptions to every rule." Siri looked up at him.
She then cleared her throat and changed the subject. "Why are you out so late Master Windu?" She asked.
Mace returned his gaze away from Siri. "I am awaiting the return of Master Yoda." He explained.
"Didn't master Yoda have an appointment with Chancellor, sorry Emperor Palpatine?" She asked and Mace nodded. "Wasn't that hours ago?"
Mace sighed (a gesture that most didn't see). "That is what troubles me." He admitted. "With all that has been happening in the galaxy as of late, I seem to lack trust of Palpatine, but I cannot get a clear reading through the Force."
"And Master Yoda went by himself?" Siri asked.
"He insisted on it." Mace explained.
Suddenly Mace grew extremely quiet and closed his eyes, Siri stared at him. "Master Windu?" She asked. Suddenly she felt the sick disturbance through the Force as well. Mace's eyes snapped opened. "I sense it too." Siri stated, grabbing her light saber off her belt.
Mace had his saber already ignited and was searching through the Force for the disturbance. "May the Force be with us." He wisphered as the sound of breaking glass along with blaster fire was heard in the distance.
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Obi Wan stared out into the infinate space through the large window on the medical freighter, he had been on that ship for what seemed like an eternity. Padme's labor had lasted through the night and well into the next day, all went well and a boy followed quickly by a girl were finally born. "Luke and Leia." Obi Wan stated under his breath. Padme had let Obi Wan name the boy, something that had both surprised and overwelmed the Jedi. He chose the name Luke because it was the name of the hero in Anakin's favorite book. A book that he remembered reading over and over to his young padawan until the binding began to break.
Obi Wan had stayed with the new mother to make sure there were no complications, but after five hours she commanded him to leave so both could get some well deserved sleep. The aging Jedi hoped that sleep came easily to the exhausted woman, because it didn't for him, the minute he closed his eyes he continued to see fire, and more than that he continued to see a familiar building on fire. He was tempted to call the Temple to make sure everything was ok, but he was afraid of giving the rebels position away. He sighed and rested his weary forehead on the cool glass of the ship's window.
He then felt a slight disturbance through the Force; Obi Wan made his way into the ship's nursery and stared down at two small human babies. Both were wrapped in blindingly white cloth, Leia with light brown, extremely curly hair was asleep, her brother Luke however was wide awake and staring at the world around him. Obi Wan leaned down and placed a gentle hand on the child's forehead, and was met by two sky blue eyes staring at him. Luke was slightly bigger than Leia, with a lighter complextion and tuffs of blonde hair.
The six hour old child stared up at the Jedi and kicked his legs enthusiastically, Obi Wan smiled. He was working in overtime to keep his emotions at bay considering how much the child resembled his father. He leaned down and kissed wee Luke on his forehead. "I am sorry that your father is not here." He softly told both the children. "I will do what I can in his stead."
Padme leaned on the doorway for support, she watched as Obi Wan bent down to give a small kiss to Luke, and listened as he spoke to them. She felt her eyes begin to water at his words to them, wishing that he didn't have to make her children that promise. She suddenly noticed that he had turned towards her, they stared at each other for a moment.
"What are you doing out of bed?" He asked, rushing towards her.
"I have to feed them." She explained.
Obi Wan helped her into the room, and sat her down on a soft rocking chair. He then carefully picked Luke out of his craddle and handed him to Padme. Padme looked up at him and then began to position herself and Luke to so he could feed. Obi Wan turned away, making sure he didn't catch a glimpse of anything he wasn't suppose to.
Suddenly the vision hit him hard, he witnessed the Jedi temple burning, the sounds of people screaming rang through his ears. He held onto his head and stumbled over to the couch. Padme looked up at him in concern. "Ben?"
He held his head in his hands as the vision intensified, he saw a man dressed in black armor walking out of the burning temple, holding the body of Yoda, laughing an evil laugh. Obi Wan tried to shake off the image, but he found he could not, he called upon the Force to calm his nerves.
Padme continued to stare at her friend and feed Luke at the same time, she knew something was troubling Obi Wan, but he wouldn't share it with her. Suddenly Luke began to wail, Padme tried to calm him, but found that she could not. She looked at Obi Wan for help. Obi Wan walked over to her and placed a hand over Luke's eyes, the baby almost instantly fell asleep.
"There is a great disturbance through the Force." Obi Wan explained to Padme.
"What happened?" She asked, holding Luke tightly.
"I do not know, I only sense something terrible is about to happen." He suddenly looked at Padme and she noticed the fear etched in his eyes, something she had never seen before. "I must go back to the temple."
"Tell me, what is happening?" She asked. "I'm having a hard enough time learning to be a mother, let alone a mother of a Force sensitive child, I need to know what he's sensing."
Obi Wan softened his features. "I had a terrible vision Padme, I saw the Jedi Temple and it was burning." He explained and Padme looked at him in horror. "I'm sorry, but I have to go."
Padme grabbed his hand. "You never have to appologize to me Kenobi" She stated with a warm smile. "Now go."
Obi Wan kissed the top of her head and flew out the door, skitting on the metal floor, almost knocking over Padme's two droids, he then took off down the hall.
"How rude." C3PO huffed, and Artoo whistled.
Padme watched Obi Wan disapear out of the room, she held onto Luke tightly and felt tears begin to drop down her cheeks. "Force be with him." She softly stated. "Force be with us all."
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Jedi master Yoda slowly opened his eyes, feeling intense pain rushing to his consciousness. He quickly called upon the Force to regain his composure, he found himself being carried down a dark hall by two Royal Crimsion guards, and surrounded by seven others. Suddenly the memories came flying back to him, he remebered he had a meeting with Emperor Palpatine to discuss the Jedi's role in the galaxy, but the Council member had been ambushed, he had discovered that the illusive Lord of the Sith was none other than the slimey Palpatine, Yoda felt ashamed for not realizing this sooner. He had found himself facing not only one Sith, but two, Yoda was introduced to Sidious' newest and most powerful apprentice yet. . .Darth Vader.
/ Yoda felt his muscles tense as Palpatine's cackle filled the room, he quickly did a back flip as the Sith lord shot bolts of blue lightning at the Jedi master. Yoda landed on his feet and quickly absorbed more lightning in his hand.
"Win you cannot." Yoda exclaimed. "Doomed the dark side is."
Sidious smiled from under his hood. "Fool, even at your end you still are arrogant." He then came from behind his desk, weilding a deep red light saber. "You have the same choice as the rest of the galaxy, join the true power of the Force, or suffer death. . .the choice is yours master Yoda."
Yoda ignited his own small, green light saber, taking a defensive stance. "The Force is my allie, and dark it is not."
Palpatine slashed down at Yoda's head with his red blade, Yoda twirled out of the way with surprising speed. "It matters not." Palpatine sneered. "There can only be two, no more, no less. . .a master and an apprentice." Yoda stared up at the Emperor as their blades met in a clash, he then felt a dark presence behind him.
The doors to the Emperor's office opened and a tall figure stormed in, his own red light saber blazing. Yoda stared at the tall menacing figure, while still fighting the Emperor.
"This is my apprentice, Darth Vader." Sidious introduced the dark newcomer. "Some of your Jedi have had the pleasure in meeting him already." Yoda then noticed familiar light saber hilts on the Emperor's wall, in some sort of trophy case, the green master called upon the Force to calm his emotions.
Yoda suddenly found himself defending himself against both Sith lords, he bounced off the walls, hoping to confuse them and stay one step ahead of them. Sidious was skilled like Dooku, and Vader was powerful; together as a team they had the upper hand against the best swordsman in the galaxy. Yoda continued to block blow after blow, using his size to escape out of narrow spaces. Vader came at Yoda with intensity, slashing at his head, Yoda did a series of back flips across the room, but wasn't fast enough for the Force ligthning that came at him from Sidious. Yoda was hit in the back, and fell to the ground.
Vader picked up the diminuative master and raised his light saber.
"No." Sidious commnanded. "Leave him Lord Vader."
Vader turned to his master, and dropped Yoda to the ground. "Yes my master."
Palpatine grabbed his cane and hobbled to where Yoda lay, he then picked up the Council member's light saber and placed it on his trophy self. "He will sense the death of the Jedi first." The Emperor smiled a sick smile. "He will beg for death, and we will give it too him once the rest of the Jedi are dead." He turned to his dark apprentice. "The last of the Jedi's blood will be spilt in a public execution, they will be made an example." Sidious cackled and Vader nodded.
"Yes, my master." /
Yoda hung his head, ashamed for letting himself get caught by the Sith, he quickly cast his shame away, knowing now was not the time to get emotional. He tried to call upon the Force to heal, and to help him escape, when he realized that he was wearing a Force collar that muffled his connection to the Force, he closed his eyes in defeat.
The Royal guards threw Yoda into his cell and turned on the laser wall; Yoda turned towards the large window and noticed he had a perfect view of the Jedi Temple. He saw that it was the dead of night, and that none of the lights were on in the place he called home, then to his horror he watched as the entire Imperial army marched towards the Temple, led by a familiar black figure. Yoda knew the end had come, and he was powerless to stop it. . .all he could do was watch the death of the Jedi.
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TBC: muah - ha - ha!
Author: ewan's girl
Disclaimer: Once again as always I don't own anything, if I did I wouldn't be so poor.
Author's note: Inspiration has hit me again! huzzah! I think it's partly because I found a hard back Jedi Quest book that I somehow missed called "path to truth" and if you haven't read it yet I command you too...just kiding! I'm sure if you are a fan of Siri you have already. The first part of this chapter was written just for you in mind Jedikma!
*Chapter 22:
~ long, slender fingers reached out to him, stroking his rough bearded cheek, gliding up the side of his face and into his hair, brushing it gently off his forehead. The sent of Corelliean lilacs filled his nostrils, and the sense of hot breath was felt on his neck then the touch of soft wet lips. Obi Wan slowly opened his eyes and gazed into two deep blue ones.
"Siri?" He asked, his voice gruff as sleep continued to leave him. The blonde woman smiled and continued to run her fingers through his thick, ginger hair. Obi Wan pulled her down, holding her tightly, afraid if he were to let go she would leave him forever. Something in his subconscious was warning him, but of what he could not guess. She leaned down and kissed him deeply, then slowly rose to her feet. Obi Wan noticed she was wearing a flowing creme colored dress made of shimmersilk embroidered in delicate gold thread, it was a strange ensamble for Siri Tachi to be dressed in.
She turned to Obi Wan and smiled a sad smile. He then noticed a large structure behind her was engulfed by flames, he didn't know why but he couldn't take his eyes off of the burning building. He looked back at Siri, who seemed to ignore the fire behind her. "If you trust nothing else Obi Wan, trust in the Force, it is a light that will guide you." She softly stated, her voice sounding haunted by something.
Obi Wan rose to his feet and walked up to her, taking her hands in his. He stared at her, brushing some of her golden hair behind her ear. "I will always trust in the Force Siri, but I sometimes wonder if it is enough." He revealed. "I feel so lost right now Siri, how could I not see Anakin's downfall?"
She looked at him and gave him a smile that was distinctly Siri. "Then you may also trust in this." She placed his hand over her heart.
Obi Wan looked down at his hand then he turned away. "I know that I can, but I'm not sure that you can trust in it." He stated sadly. He waited for a moment for her to speak, then he realized she was staying silent he looked up at her. Siri held a face that he was all too familiar with, a face that showed she wouldn't lose the argument. Obi Wan smiled a crooked smile and kissed her passionately.
Siri pulled away from the kiss, Obi Wan's hands still cupping her face. "It is time." She told him. Suddenly her face seemed to morph in front of his very eyes and turn into Padme's face. "It is time." ~
Obi Wan awoke quickly at the sound of Padme's voice. He looked up at the pregnant senator who had beads of sweat collecting on her brow. He sat up worriedly, staring at her. "Padme?"
Padme took several short breaths then released the air in one long gush. "It is time." She explained.
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The Jedi Temple was always a symbol of reverance and peace, but it was amazing how much more quiet the building was in the middle of the night. Siri Tachi exited the training room, wipping the last remaining sweat off her neck with a towel and glanced around the darkened hallway. She had grown accustom to working out after the other Jedi had gone to sleep, she felt more comfortable having the temple to herself, not having to worry about running into anyone with intreging questions about her time spent in captivity, or her propation or worst of all about Obi Wan.
She prefered time to herself, avoiding coming out in the daylight, unless summond by the Council (which was rare considering missions had dropped considerably since the formation of the Empire). She had at first pestered the Council to send her on a mission, any mission so she could focus on something besides Kenobi, but the assignments never lasted long enough, and eventually they stopped coming all together.
Siri stepped out into the hall, feeling the cool tile floor under her bare feet. She made sure hers and Obi Wan's light sabers were securly placed on her belt and headed for the room of a thousand fountains which had become her nightly rutine to go to her favorite place to meditate after a hard workout.
Tonight she felt more of a need than ever to calm her nerves; it had been nine months since Obi Wan left to watch over the pregnant senator from Naboo and he would be making his desicion soon. She wondered if he would return to the Jedi, or if he would leave the order for good. She hadn't seen or spoken to him since the day he left, and she wondered how he was doing. She had gone to Naboo when she heard about the attack, hoping to warn him, but the Force had beat her to the punch and the refugees were long gone.
She entered the room and imediatly began to feel at peace with the sound of trickling water. She glanced up at the artificial sky, the "stars" giving off a small amount of illumination, giving the room a blue tint. She ran her hands through her hair, careful of the small braids that were adorn in beads that she had place in her now long, blonde locks. She pulled her hair up into a messy bun, peices of hair falling around her face. The young master then stretched her arms over her head, extending her tall, lean body to it's full height.
She began to quiet her mind, preparing for meditation when she felt a strange disturbance through the Force. She tried to focus on the source of the disturbance, but it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. She then realized that there was another presence in the room, she searched and found Mace Windu standing next to one of the fountains, staring up at the "sky". Siri slowly walked up behind him, not sure if she should interupt his thoughts.
"I'm surprised to see you out and about Master Tachi." Mace commented, not turning to face her.
"I'm always out at this time of night, I'm surprised to see anyone else out and about this late." She replied.
Mace ignored her reply and changed the subject. "I assume you heard that Ferus passed his trials." He turned to Siri.
"I had." She answered, looking at the ground.
"He wishes for you to cut his braid." Mace continued. Siri stayed silent. "He is very gifted, he learned well."
"Despite what happened." Siri softly commented. "It goes to show how dedicated he is."
"It is unfortunate what happened to both him and you." Siri looked up at him. "But as Jedi we are required no to dwell, only to accept and move on."
'More pools of wisdom from our wonderful code?' Siri thought to herself. "Yes master" She stated outloud.
Mace rose an eyebrow at her. "What issues are you having with our 'wonderful' code?" He asked her.
Siri silently chatized herself for not putting up better mental sheilds around the Council member. "Nothing master." She answered.
"Your thoughts betray you Master Tachi." Mace glanced around the room.
Siri sighed. "The reason I cannot cut Ferus' braid is because I have shamed the code." She stated, avoiding the Councilor's gaze. "I have formed an attachment." She admitted.
Mace showed no signs of surprise, actually showed no emotions at all, a look that annoyed most Jedi. "I see." He answered. They sat in awkward silence for several minutes before Mace continued. "I find it fascinating that when the Jedi order was created they were actually encouraged to marry, to ensure the order would go on for generations." Mace went off on a tangent. "It wasn't until the discovery of the dark side and the creation of the code that attachment became dangerous and forbidden."
"Why change anything?" Siri asked.
"The dark side can take something beautiful and turn it into something dangerous, evil." Mace explained. "Love is a wonderful emotion but it can lead to so many others, such as jealousy, hatred, and revenge." Siri turned away, Mace looked at her. "Of course there are always exceptions to every rule." Siri looked up at him.
She then cleared her throat and changed the subject. "Why are you out so late Master Windu?" She asked.
Mace returned his gaze away from Siri. "I am awaiting the return of Master Yoda." He explained.
"Didn't master Yoda have an appointment with Chancellor, sorry Emperor Palpatine?" She asked and Mace nodded. "Wasn't that hours ago?"
Mace sighed (a gesture that most didn't see). "That is what troubles me." He admitted. "With all that has been happening in the galaxy as of late, I seem to lack trust of Palpatine, but I cannot get a clear reading through the Force."
"And Master Yoda went by himself?" Siri asked.
"He insisted on it." Mace explained.
Suddenly Mace grew extremely quiet and closed his eyes, Siri stared at him. "Master Windu?" She asked. Suddenly she felt the sick disturbance through the Force as well. Mace's eyes snapped opened. "I sense it too." Siri stated, grabbing her light saber off her belt.
Mace had his saber already ignited and was searching through the Force for the disturbance. "May the Force be with us." He wisphered as the sound of breaking glass along with blaster fire was heard in the distance.
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Obi Wan stared out into the infinate space through the large window on the medical freighter, he had been on that ship for what seemed like an eternity. Padme's labor had lasted through the night and well into the next day, all went well and a boy followed quickly by a girl were finally born. "Luke and Leia." Obi Wan stated under his breath. Padme had let Obi Wan name the boy, something that had both surprised and overwelmed the Jedi. He chose the name Luke because it was the name of the hero in Anakin's favorite book. A book that he remembered reading over and over to his young padawan until the binding began to break.
Obi Wan had stayed with the new mother to make sure there were no complications, but after five hours she commanded him to leave so both could get some well deserved sleep. The aging Jedi hoped that sleep came easily to the exhausted woman, because it didn't for him, the minute he closed his eyes he continued to see fire, and more than that he continued to see a familiar building on fire. He was tempted to call the Temple to make sure everything was ok, but he was afraid of giving the rebels position away. He sighed and rested his weary forehead on the cool glass of the ship's window.
He then felt a slight disturbance through the Force; Obi Wan made his way into the ship's nursery and stared down at two small human babies. Both were wrapped in blindingly white cloth, Leia with light brown, extremely curly hair was asleep, her brother Luke however was wide awake and staring at the world around him. Obi Wan leaned down and placed a gentle hand on the child's forehead, and was met by two sky blue eyes staring at him. Luke was slightly bigger than Leia, with a lighter complextion and tuffs of blonde hair.
The six hour old child stared up at the Jedi and kicked his legs enthusiastically, Obi Wan smiled. He was working in overtime to keep his emotions at bay considering how much the child resembled his father. He leaned down and kissed wee Luke on his forehead. "I am sorry that your father is not here." He softly told both the children. "I will do what I can in his stead."
Padme leaned on the doorway for support, she watched as Obi Wan bent down to give a small kiss to Luke, and listened as he spoke to them. She felt her eyes begin to water at his words to them, wishing that he didn't have to make her children that promise. She suddenly noticed that he had turned towards her, they stared at each other for a moment.
"What are you doing out of bed?" He asked, rushing towards her.
"I have to feed them." She explained.
Obi Wan helped her into the room, and sat her down on a soft rocking chair. He then carefully picked Luke out of his craddle and handed him to Padme. Padme looked up at him and then began to position herself and Luke to so he could feed. Obi Wan turned away, making sure he didn't catch a glimpse of anything he wasn't suppose to.
Suddenly the vision hit him hard, he witnessed the Jedi temple burning, the sounds of people screaming rang through his ears. He held onto his head and stumbled over to the couch. Padme looked up at him in concern. "Ben?"
He held his head in his hands as the vision intensified, he saw a man dressed in black armor walking out of the burning temple, holding the body of Yoda, laughing an evil laugh. Obi Wan tried to shake off the image, but he found he could not, he called upon the Force to calm his nerves.
Padme continued to stare at her friend and feed Luke at the same time, she knew something was troubling Obi Wan, but he wouldn't share it with her. Suddenly Luke began to wail, Padme tried to calm him, but found that she could not. She looked at Obi Wan for help. Obi Wan walked over to her and placed a hand over Luke's eyes, the baby almost instantly fell asleep.
"There is a great disturbance through the Force." Obi Wan explained to Padme.
"What happened?" She asked, holding Luke tightly.
"I do not know, I only sense something terrible is about to happen." He suddenly looked at Padme and she noticed the fear etched in his eyes, something she had never seen before. "I must go back to the temple."
"Tell me, what is happening?" She asked. "I'm having a hard enough time learning to be a mother, let alone a mother of a Force sensitive child, I need to know what he's sensing."
Obi Wan softened his features. "I had a terrible vision Padme, I saw the Jedi Temple and it was burning." He explained and Padme looked at him in horror. "I'm sorry, but I have to go."
Padme grabbed his hand. "You never have to appologize to me Kenobi" She stated with a warm smile. "Now go."
Obi Wan kissed the top of her head and flew out the door, skitting on the metal floor, almost knocking over Padme's two droids, he then took off down the hall.
"How rude." C3PO huffed, and Artoo whistled.
Padme watched Obi Wan disapear out of the room, she held onto Luke tightly and felt tears begin to drop down her cheeks. "Force be with him." She softly stated. "Force be with us all."
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Jedi master Yoda slowly opened his eyes, feeling intense pain rushing to his consciousness. He quickly called upon the Force to regain his composure, he found himself being carried down a dark hall by two Royal Crimsion guards, and surrounded by seven others. Suddenly the memories came flying back to him, he remebered he had a meeting with Emperor Palpatine to discuss the Jedi's role in the galaxy, but the Council member had been ambushed, he had discovered that the illusive Lord of the Sith was none other than the slimey Palpatine, Yoda felt ashamed for not realizing this sooner. He had found himself facing not only one Sith, but two, Yoda was introduced to Sidious' newest and most powerful apprentice yet. . .Darth Vader.
/ Yoda felt his muscles tense as Palpatine's cackle filled the room, he quickly did a back flip as the Sith lord shot bolts of blue lightning at the Jedi master. Yoda landed on his feet and quickly absorbed more lightning in his hand.
"Win you cannot." Yoda exclaimed. "Doomed the dark side is."
Sidious smiled from under his hood. "Fool, even at your end you still are arrogant." He then came from behind his desk, weilding a deep red light saber. "You have the same choice as the rest of the galaxy, join the true power of the Force, or suffer death. . .the choice is yours master Yoda."
Yoda ignited his own small, green light saber, taking a defensive stance. "The Force is my allie, and dark it is not."
Palpatine slashed down at Yoda's head with his red blade, Yoda twirled out of the way with surprising speed. "It matters not." Palpatine sneered. "There can only be two, no more, no less. . .a master and an apprentice." Yoda stared up at the Emperor as their blades met in a clash, he then felt a dark presence behind him.
The doors to the Emperor's office opened and a tall figure stormed in, his own red light saber blazing. Yoda stared at the tall menacing figure, while still fighting the Emperor.
"This is my apprentice, Darth Vader." Sidious introduced the dark newcomer. "Some of your Jedi have had the pleasure in meeting him already." Yoda then noticed familiar light saber hilts on the Emperor's wall, in some sort of trophy case, the green master called upon the Force to calm his emotions.
Yoda suddenly found himself defending himself against both Sith lords, he bounced off the walls, hoping to confuse them and stay one step ahead of them. Sidious was skilled like Dooku, and Vader was powerful; together as a team they had the upper hand against the best swordsman in the galaxy. Yoda continued to block blow after blow, using his size to escape out of narrow spaces. Vader came at Yoda with intensity, slashing at his head, Yoda did a series of back flips across the room, but wasn't fast enough for the Force ligthning that came at him from Sidious. Yoda was hit in the back, and fell to the ground.
Vader picked up the diminuative master and raised his light saber.
"No." Sidious commnanded. "Leave him Lord Vader."
Vader turned to his master, and dropped Yoda to the ground. "Yes my master."
Palpatine grabbed his cane and hobbled to where Yoda lay, he then picked up the Council member's light saber and placed it on his trophy self. "He will sense the death of the Jedi first." The Emperor smiled a sick smile. "He will beg for death, and we will give it too him once the rest of the Jedi are dead." He turned to his dark apprentice. "The last of the Jedi's blood will be spilt in a public execution, they will be made an example." Sidious cackled and Vader nodded.
"Yes, my master." /
Yoda hung his head, ashamed for letting himself get caught by the Sith, he quickly cast his shame away, knowing now was not the time to get emotional. He tried to call upon the Force to heal, and to help him escape, when he realized that he was wearing a Force collar that muffled his connection to the Force, he closed his eyes in defeat.
The Royal guards threw Yoda into his cell and turned on the laser wall; Yoda turned towards the large window and noticed he had a perfect view of the Jedi Temple. He saw that it was the dead of night, and that none of the lights were on in the place he called home, then to his horror he watched as the entire Imperial army marched towards the Temple, led by a familiar black figure. Yoda knew the end had come, and he was powerless to stop it. . .all he could do was watch the death of the Jedi.
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