Obi-Wan Kenobi Book II
Chapter 21 Xanatos's Game
Dried blood stuck on the walls and floor, chains were rusting, and Qui-Gon could feel the residue of the pain and agony that people had felt.
"Master Xanatos gave us specific instructions on how to deal with you."
Qui-Gon didn't respond, his ability to reach the force was reduced greatly and his mind settled on Obi-Wan, he was afraid he would never see his padawan again.
"Up against the wall." One of the officials said roughly and pushed Qui-Gon into the wall, his back slamming into a metal rod.
Something was wrong with his sences; Qui-Gon could feel the pain but he couldn't yell out even if he wanted to. His body just seemed to shut down and all he could do was feel.
Cold metal snaped around his wrists and he stood, looking at his three captors. Two of them hadn't really done anything. Qui-Gon assumed they were just there incase of a struggle. He posed no struggle or defense.
Walking toward the wall, the officer pressed a brick and opened a compartment that held daggers, electro probes and more torture devices. Qui-Gon braced himself against the wall and closed his eyes. 'Maybe this is a dream.' He thought to himself but when a dagger found it's way into his shoulder, Qui-Gon knew he was awake. Yet, he didn't move, his body was paralyzed.
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Obi-Wan sat on the floor in the middle of his room trying to find his center. Meditation was one of his weak points and Obi-Wan opened his eyes when he felt a presence outside the door to his apartment. Getting up, he reached the door before the bell chimed.
"Master Windu, what can I do for you?"
The dark skinned master stood, looking at the floor momentarily before looking back at the apprentice.
"Please come in."
"Thank you Obi-Wan but I need to restrict you to your rooms."
Obi-Wan's face showed complete surprise and he was speechless for a while.
"Why?"
"Master Jinn has gone missing and we need you to stay here. As of right now, you are under the council's care."
"What do you mean he's missing? What are you doing about it?"
"The council is working on it."
Obi-Wan gave Mace the death stare, "That's not good enough."
Mace shook his head and put a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder. " I know it will be hard to wait, but you must stay in the temple. Under the circumstances no one is to enter your rooms but members of the council. Am I understood?"
Obi-Wan nodded, he couldn't find his voice.
"Good. I'm sorry Obi-Wan, but Qui-Gon will be alright in the end. I promise."
The apprentice nodded again and shut the door. Qui-Gon was missing but he came to the conclusion that he didn't care as much as he should.
Obi-Wan simply didn't care what was happening to his master and that scared him.
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Qui-Gon was hanging from the wall, all of his energy gone. Very faintly he could feel an old, familiar presence. It was Xanatos.
As if hearing Qui-Gon's thoughts he ex-apprentice strolled into the room, a look or accomplishment on his face.
"Well well well, if it isn't my dear old master. I was hoping you would proove me wrong. You are just an old, worthless jedi though. How disappointing."
Qui-Gon noticed that the moment Xanatos entered, the force started to come back.
"What do you want Xanatos?" He asked, his voice hoarce and unfamiliar.
"Well I was thinking about your head, but I decided against it. I decided that I wanted you to suffer the same way I did when you murdered my father in front of me. However, I want you to suffer so much more."
Qui-Gon was in so much pain already he found it very hard to think of something even more painful.
"That boy of yours." Instantly Qui-Gon's blood rushed from his head. " His head will look so much better on my wall."
"If you do so much as touch him I will..."
"You'll do what? You can't really do much of anything all tied up. When I kill Obi-Wan I will have my revenge."
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Obi-Wan paced the room, no amount of meditation could help him now. Qui-Gon was missing and he knew he had to do something.
'He wanted to be alone. Now he is." One side of his mind said.
'But what if he's not alone, what if he's dying?'
'That's not my problem.'
'It's not?'
Obi-Wan shut off his mind and decided to risk his life for his master simply because he owed it to him.
TBC
