Obi-Wan dodged a vicious blow to the chest. Master Windu and he had been sparring for almost two hours now, neither had been able to best the other. Slash, parry, slash, jump, kick, dodge, it had gone on like this for hours. Both were usung Vaapad, Windu getting more agressive, tempting Obi-Wan to switch back to his much more comfortable style, Soresu. It was far to passive to ever defeat a Sith. Obi-Wan needed to unlearn it, if he were to ever beat a Sith, he must fight like one. Aggressive, powerful and personal. Jedi had far more graceful, passive movements. If they were to beat these Sith, they must mesh the two together. Yoda and Anakin were watching them, Yoda pointing out the various moves and how to counter them.
"Master, when will I learn Vaapad as well? I'm going into battle with Master Obi-Wan right?" Yoda gave him a strange look. Like that of an old grandfather who has just taught his impatient grandchild to fish.
"Enter the battle, you will not young Skywaler, to young for the field you are. Learn basics first, you will." Anakin scowled, but quickly turned away and back to his master. Obi-Wan was still parrying with Mace Windu, their strokes had lost none of their ferocity, sped up by force speed. Then Obi-Wan made a most unexpected move, he fell back, Mace following him slashing down. Obi-Wan rolled and pulled up, his lightsaber a centimeter from the venerable master's throat.
"Well done young Obi-Wan" Yoda commented. Mace deactivated his saber, giving a customarial bow to Obi-Wan.
"In all my years I have never seen anyone master or for that matter, learn Vaapad in such a short period of time. Its incredible, I truly must congratulate you." Obi-wan gave a tiny smile.
"I thank you masters, come Anakin we have some lessons we have to catch up on." Anakin slid off the ledge he had been sitting on with Yoda. Mace put away his saber and turned to Yoda. Obi-Wan could sense isolation from them, he left, the door slid shut behind him.
"When he was fighting him I sensed something odd, it was like he wasn't even there. When I closed my eyes, I could not see him. Have you ever seen anything like it?" Yoda had been listening with closed eyes, taking in all the words, analyzing them with all the Jedi knowledge he possessed.
"Once before, when the Sith had only just been defeated. Like holes in the Force they were. Drained of spirit they were, only knew how to fight to keep living, nothing more, nothing less. Hope Obi-Wan does not become like them, I do"
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He sat in this chamber of crystal. The candles that surrounded him cast strange shadows on his face. The crystals twinkled in the sparse light. Green and blue, red and purple shone from the crystal walls. This place was strong in the Force, light and dark. Impressions of past Jedi still lingered here, their power slowly feeding into his. The cave had been beneath the surface of Coruscant and had been a place of testing for Jedi for generations. This is where he had picked the crystals for his first lightsaber, where Obi-wan had done the same, and his master Dooku and all the masters and padawans before. The ground was littered with old offerings and burned out candles. He could sense a disturbance in the Force, but it felt out of his reach and he had come here so he could see clearer through the Force. His hands rested in his lap, his lightsaber resting beside him.
He could almost see it, this strange tangle in the Force. It was right beneath his fingers, yet he could not penetrate whatever was hiding it. Then it hit him, the pain, the screams, the torment that had been wasted on the place.He saw them, the Miraluka, as they struggled for his attention, prying and clawing at his mind. He knew where to search for this strange disturbance, but something caused him to shiver. He pulled at his cloak, pulling closer to him. His skin felt like it was burning, but his insides still felt sickly cold. His yellow eyes were squeezed tight as he tried to push it back.
Mon Zeth walked through the cave of mazes, trying his best not to get lost. Something about this place made him feel uneasy. The Force was very strong here, he could feel it. No wonder his master had come here to meditate. He saw his master in sitting in what seemed to be the center of the maze, candles surrounding him. He appeared to be shivering. Qui-Gon could feel his prescence polluting the place.
"Why have you disturbed my meditation Darth Trayus? I did not send for you." His voice was angry. He threw Trayus against the wall with a mere push of the hand. Trayus quickly pulled himself up.
"My master I merely wanted to tell you that we have found something we thought would please you. We have found the last of the Sith who oppose your power. Tyrannus has been captured, we await your order." Qui-Gon smiled at that, malice glinting in his eyes.
"No worry Trayus, I shall deal with him myself. You shall be handsomely rewarded for bringing him to me." He exited the maze, leaving Trayus to find his own way out.
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Well to poll up the answers to my question, most of you wanted a Qui romance instead of a Obi romance. Your wishes are my command. THanks for voting.