Authors' Note: answerin review timee...once again
Jedi-Keliam-Kenobi: of course i am evil...hehehe. and i noticed you tend to go a little crazy on the cliffies...hahaha thats just great...lol
Leela74: too badd...' ill always tell you went i update or try to tell you or something lol
Piper Halliwell2: thanks, yea i was thinking about leaving Anakin in there, but i guess part of me wanted Mace to drag him out of there too so yea...
lil-kenobi-greenleaf: yea i know whatcha mean...lol
Chapter 5: Nightmares
Obi-wan had returned to the apartment after several hours of meditating. It took him awhile to relax and find his center. Longer then he would have liked. It was nearing the late hours of night by the time he returned. He swayed down the short hallway of his apartment taking a slight pause glancing into his padawans' room. He was sleeping soundly. He smiled at this then entered his own dark room. Thankfully he knew it so well he could manuvuer threw it in the dark. He collapsed face first onto his bed, wrapping himself in the covers, slowly drifting off into sleep.
"As you can see, my Jedi powers are far beyond yours" Dooku says as he advances towards Obi-wan.
"I dont think so" Obi-wan replies calmly raising his lightsaber and ignites it. Count Dooku smiles seeing this.
Obi-wan advances quickly, swinging at Dooku's head. Dooku parries the attack easily. As they fight, it becomes clear that Dooku is a great sowardsman.
"Master Kenobi, you disappoint me. Yoda holds you in such high esteem." Dooku mocks him almost.
Dooku parries another cut and then thrusts. Obi-wan takes a step back swiftly, breathing somewhat heaavily.
"Come, come Master Kenobi. Put me out of my misery" Dooku mocks again.
Obi-wan gets a fresh grip on his lightsaber and advances again. For a moment, he is able to drive Dooku off. Then Dooku shows off his superior skills and forces Obi-wan to retreat again. Dooku increases the momentum of his attack. Obi-wan is pushed past the limit to be able to defend himself. Dooku presses on, swinging his lightsaber at Obi-wan's arm, severing it completely off. Obi-wan's lightsaber drops with the rest of his arm to the floor. Dooku swipes again just narrowly taking Obi-wans' leg off, instead its just a very deep gash on his thigh.
Obi-wan stumbles back, but trips falling to the ground. Dooku raises his lightsaber for a finishing move. Obi-wan glances up at him in pain as he helplessly grips onto his severed arm, on the brink of unconsciousness. Dooku's lightsaber flashs down ...'
"Master! Master Wake up!" Anakin tries to pin down Obi-wan so he doesnt wrestle more in his sleep that would possibly hurt himself more.
"Master! Wake Up!" Anakin shouted at his master again, seeing he is still not waking from this nightmare he must be having. He continues to struggle against Anakins' grip.
After a few moments Obi-wan finally had awoken, his eyes shot open widely as he was breathing heavily. He glanced around in a slight panicy sense then stared at his padawan who was on top of him pinning his arms down into the bed.
"Finally..." Anakin sighed under his breathe letting go of Obi-wan and then just sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Im sorry Anakin..." Obi-wan apologized sitting up.
"You were dreaming about the battle on genosis, werent you?" Anakin stated, in a half question. Obi-wan sighed relaxing his body more from the adrenaline that seemed to had built up.
"Yes..." Obi-wan said shakily.
"well if you need to talk, Im here." Anakin said, standing up yawning.
"I am going back to sleep..." Anakin mumbled heading back to his room and shutting his door behind him.
Obi-wan just sat there. He didnt want to go back to sleep again, fearing he would have the same dream again. He knew he would have to sleep sometime though, face this nightmare like any other. He just didnt want to right now, he didnt have the strength. He stood up and walked into the main living area of their apartment then headed into the kitchen pouring himself a cup of juice. He had started using his left arm more, as if the mechinal one wasnt functional. He feared the power it held, it was undoubtfully stronger then any human arm, because he remembered when he had first awoken in the healers' room he had grabbed the glass of water that was on the table infront of him with the new arm, and before he could lift it towards him the glass shattered within his fingers. Of course he didnt feel the glass hit his hand at all, but the fact that he couldnt control the ammount of pressure on the glass feared him a bit. Then again he thought he would learn to master it at some point in time.
He finished pouring the glass of juice with his left arm and put the juice container back in the fridge. He looked at the glass of juice, deciding to test his new arm out again, and hoping he should have better luck then the first time. He grabbed it slowly and as gently as he could pulling it up. He had successfully made it to his mouth before he pushe a little too hard on the glass and it shattered the glass pieces fell to the floor as the juice ran down his metal arm. He hissed in frustration grabbing a near by towel and cleaned off his mechinal arm then the mess he had made on the floor picking up the pieces of glass up and tossing them out.