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The Dancing Cavalier: yea...Obi-wans' outbursts and such are only going to increase...and as for anakin yea...just yea...you are going to have to wait and see.

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Chapter 8: Anger

Garen was a bit unnerved by this sudden outburst of his friend. Obi-wan seemed deeply troubled by what had recently happened. And he is not handling it very well either.

"Calm down, Obi-wan, What is going on with you...?" Garen asked in a soothing tone trying to calm down his friend.

"Im leaving...Now" Obi-wan hissed, then turned on his heel and exited the apartment quickly, making his way back to his own apartment. Garen just watched empatheicly, something was deeply troubling Obi-wan, and he seems to try and carry on as if its not there. Garen contemplated whether or not he should follow Obi-wan. At the current situation he choose not to, but he would stop by Obi-wans' place later for sure.

Obi-wan stormed into his apartment pacing angerly threw the living room infront of the couch.

"Why does everyone want to here my blasted side of the story!" He said angerly to himself.

"I lost my arm, I nearly died, thats the end of that!" He hissed continueing to pace the floor.

His rage surged more as he looked down seeing his metal arm. Everytime He sees it, its a constant reminder of his weakness. The fact that he could not do what he was suppose to do. He was suppose to get control of Dooku, but failed miserably.

He stopped right infront of the wall, his anger had complete control of his actions. He punched the wall so hard that his metal arm flew right into it causing a huge hole. He hissed pulling the arm back and grabbing the nearest thing to him, which was a lamp on the small table below him and chucked it at the opposite wall of him, it shattered reaching the wall and fell onto the ground below.

Obi-wan glared at his mechinal arm. He never wanted it. Why did they attach it to him without asking first! He grabbed the metal arm with his left hand and pulled on it, trying to rip it off. Finally he just pulled out his lightsaber with his left hand and ignited it. Out of pure rage he chopped off the mechinal arm right were it was attached to what was left of the arm, the mechinal and flesh componenots were fused together there, so it caused massive pain. Obi-wan yelped in pain, it was overwhelming. It forced him to deactivate and drop his lightsaber as the mechinal arm dropped, and blood poured freely from his shoulder. Pain and self-pity took over him as he clutched his shoulder with his left hand and leaned against the wall, sliding down to sitting position.

What had he just done to himself? His feelings were controlling him now more then ever, his calm, light side presense was leaving, and leaving quickly. Welcoming in a new darker presense to Obi-wan.

2 hours later...

"Master Im back!" Anakin said exhaustedly trudging into the room.

"Master?" He called out again not hearing from Obi-wan the first time.

The sense of something wrong drifted threw the force. Anakin glanced around, finally laying his eyes on the living room. It was a complete mess. What had Obi-wan done while he was gone?

He then spotted the detached mechinal arm that belonged to his master, with his lightsaber there just a few inches away. His eyes widened as his glaze drifted apon a limp being. His master. Blood was splattered everywhere on his lap and the ground below him. His right shoulder was dripping blood still. Obi-wans' face was concealed by shadows as his chin rested on his chest as if he were looking down at his lap.

Anakin instantly knew he was out cold, his body was trembling slightly. He grabbed the comlink quick and rushed over to his master.

"Jedi Healer Bant!" He called threw the comlink. He had a direct connection with Jedi Healer Bants' comlink, in case of an emergency.

"Jedi Healer Bant I need you immediatly, somethings happened!" He said urgently looking at his master, he gently wrapped his hand around Obi-wans' chin and lifted his head up so he could see his face. Obi-wans' face was pale as a white piece of paper. Anakin set his head down to where it was before and looked at the comlink again.

"Jedi Healer Bant! Come Quickly, Hurry!" He said in a panicy, urgent tone.