Obi-Wan stared at the Mansion in front of him. It was white and the moonlight showered down on it, making it look ten times bigger. Statues of gargoyles and lions made of stones stood before the large iron gates.

Xanatos dug into his pocket, taking out a ring. It was a bright sliver, but one thing stuck out. The ring was split, a chunk missing from the top. It was a half circle. He pressed the ring into a circle that mirrored it and pressed a red button on the speaker phone

" There is no light, only the dark,

There is no passion, only revenge,

There is no choice, only a lightsaber,

There is no truth, only the Force."  he said into it.

Obi-Wan stared up at Xanatos. That sounded like the Jedi Code, but severely altered. He flashed Obi-Wan a smile, and Obi-Wan noticed that the scar on his left cheek formed a half circle. Like the ring.

The iron gates opened softly, creaking every so often. Xanatos smiled again and placed a pale hand on the boy s shoulder.

 "Come on. Your future awaits you Obi-Wan. And it s within your grasp. Right here. With me."  He said, his other hand sweeping over the mansion.

Obi-Wan still stared up at him. He gazed upon the mansion then back to Xanatos. He smiled weakly and nodded, letting Xanatos lead him in.

Obi-Wan stared in awe at the huge waiting room. White marble floors and white columns holding up a high roof. Pictures of different people hung all over the walls, black velvet couches, stools, foot rests, and love seats sat there, just begging to be sat on. Antique lamps on tables went up and down the long hallways that Xanatos lead him through. He finally stopped at a large oak door, which Obi-Wan was grateful for, after climbing at least 3 sets of stairs.

Xanatos smiled at Obi-Wan as he pushed the large doors open.

 "This, is your room, Obi-Wan."  He said stepping aside to let the boy in. He smiled at the look on his face.

The room was huge! It was a house in it s self! A big, plush bed lay back a against a wall, the curtains lined with midnight blue colored velvet and trimmed in silver. A ash bedside table held a small silver reading lamp, and across the room lay a gorgeous ash desk. A computer, which was silver and another lamp lay on the desk, a large assortment of books in a ash bookcase to its immediate left. Next along another wall lie a huge walk in closet. And to the right of that a adjoining refresher.

 "Go on. Have a look around." Xanatos prompted him. Obi-Wan nodded dumbfounded and walked in. He went to the bookcase to examine the books it kept and was surprised to find they were all done by all his favorite authors.

 "I got all this just for you."  Xanatos told him as Obi-Wan sat gently on the bed, and nearly sank into it.

 "Thank you"  He muffled. He made his way to the walk in closet and was yet again surprised to find all the clothing in there fit him perfectly.

 "They were all made specially for you."  Xanatos  voice told him, as he too joined Obi-Wan in the closet.

 "Its.......wonderful " Obi-Wan breathed. He pulled down a black velvet cloak and swung it over his shoulders, marveling at the softness and the weight. For velvet, is was lighter than air.

He stared up at the walls and noticed they were also the deep midnight blue that the bed was, also lined in silver. He had no problems with this, they were two of his favorite colors.

" I'm glad you like it. I hope I got it all right....." Xanatos said.

 "Yes, it s perfect."  He answered quickly. Xanatos smiled.

 "Well, I'll leave you to rest. You've had a long tiring day. I'll send Torrance in to draw a bath or shower, which ever you prefer, then she'll bring you something to eat."  Xanatos said, making his way to the door.  "Goodnight. "

" Xanatos!"  Obi-Wan called after him. He stuck his head in the room.

 "Yes?"

 "Thank you. Again."

 "It s alright."

 "No, it s not. Thank you for....taking me away from all of it. You saved me."  He told him, looking down at his feet.

Xanatos  wickedly evil smile returned, " I'm sure you'll do the same for me one day, If I need it.  Obi-Wan made eye contact with him  It was my pleasure. I know how it feels to be unloved by the person you thought of as your father. I know of the hurt and the way it destroys your soul. I could never let that happen to another being.  His smile turned soft,  Get some sleep, son.  He told him.

Obi-Wan smiled brightly and nodded. He watched Xanatos  fleeting form, put the cloak back on it s hanger, and made his way to the huge bed. He didn't want to eat or bathe. He wanted to sleep. To go off into a somewhat coma-like sleep. And dream. Dream of the path the Force just took him on. Dream of his future. Dream of being loved and wanted.