Ghosts of the Past:
Part 1

The duel between Sith and Jedi was over. Qui-Gon Jinn had become one with the Force. Obi-Wan left the melting pit as is he were in a blind stupor hurridly trying to get help. Blood soaked his rodes and he smelled of death. The smells made him sick as he hurridly ran for assistance.

When the receding form of Obi-Wan Kenobi had vanished a cloaked prescence made itself known. Coming from the shadows Lord Sidious went over to where Qui-Gon lay. He bent down feeling with the Force.

"Ah so you're still alive. I can still feel the sprak of life cooling within you. Strainge he did not sense it. I feel your will to live. So strong. Its the only thing keeping you aliv. But i can rekindle it, give you a new life. Fill you with the hatred and rage you've been holding inside your whole life." Placing his hands on Qui-Gon's forehead he encirled the dying flame of life and pushed his own lifeforce into the fallen Jedi's body. The flame within him flared up hungrily.
Using an ancient Force power he made a tangible illusion. It had weight and texture, but was only an illusion, but a damn good one at that. No one would be able to tell that this was not the real Qui-Gon Jinn Now it was as it should be. The Master and the Apprentice.