A/N: Ha! I promised to get one up by tonight! So here it is :)

Shoutouts: PadmePotter:Thanks!

Nelarun: Did you mean PT? Anyways I love Obi/Ani angst!

Ankakinsangel4evr: Don't worry it gets sadder!

Clad in black Anakin Skywalker stood in the middle of a large matted room that represented something of a training room. His deactivated lightsaber was held in a loose grip. He hadn't had time to change his blue lightsaber to a new red one yet but he had started on building the new weapon on the ship and was satisfied with his progress.

The boy put a hand to the side of his head feeling the spot where his braid had been. It had been sliced off by Sam's lightsaber upon their arrival. The spot felt strangely vacant and he wrenched his attention back to the Sith Lord standing in front of him. What did he say his Sith name was again? Anakin couldn't remember. He wondered why he couldn't continue calling the man Sam but then again that had no real significance.

"All right lets see that form again. Except this time I want you to put feeling into it. We want to impress your master when he arrives later today."

"I don't understand" Anakin replied shaking his head in utter confusion. When he had been taught his Katas he was taught to become like one with the Force. Not a meditative state but still a very peaceful one. Now he was being asked to do the complete opposite.

"The trusts: put your anger into them. The kicks: remember someone who had hurt you and pretend that the kicks are aimed at them. The jumps: leap for power of control so that no one can ever bring you down again. Do the form with meaning. Only then will you feel the power and control you are offered."

Anakin nodded obediently. "Yes, Sir."

He took the ready stance and closed his mind to clear it so that only the things that he had been told to do remained. He opened his eyes and started the form. The kicks were aimed at the slave drivers. The leaps were for his dreams, as though if he jumped high enough he cold reach his mother or have as much control of the Force as he could or be the hero of the Galaxy. The thrusts were a pure emotional outlet for the bottled up pain caused by rejection that he had felt from the Jedi. He thought he had belonged there. Apparently he was wrong.

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Obi-Wan out the ship down in a small clearing and breathed a sigh of relief. He absolutely despised flying. "We're here" he announced to Annaline who looked like she had gone into a light meditation.

She opened her eyes and turned her head slowly to look at him. "Do you know where to go?"

"I saw a fortress-like building from the air. It's about half a mile from here. I'd say that's where Anakin is. I can sense him quite well right now. Ann, I need you to stay here ok?"

"No!" Annaline protested. "I'm coming with you."

"No, Ann, listen to me it'll be better ok. Make sure to be ready to take off when I get back." Obi-Wan started climbing out of the ship when Annaline's voice stopped him.

"Be careful."

"I will be."

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Anakin finished the form and turned to face the other Sith.

"Better. Much better. I suppose we can move on to Forms Shanah 2 now. Take your stance. On thr-" the man paused ands gave a look around then faced Anakin. "Why don't you continue practicing Form Shanah 3 for now. I just remembered that I have some business to attend to."

"What kind of business?" Anakin asked, natural curiosity bubbling to the surface.

"Just practice for now. I'll be back soon enough and then we will continue." Then the man slipped from the room leaving a slightly baffled behind.

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The thick fog that clouded Obi-Wan's vision made it hard for him to see and he took longer then he expected to reach the outside hanger of the fort. He slouched around the ship that he recognized from the other morning in Coruscant. It was a miracle that the homing devise had caught on to the ship and actually stayed there. He had felt an exuberant wave of relief wash over him when he noticed the tracking signal on his comm.. link was headed into the atmosphere of Coruscant and then the coordinates became approximate as the ship went into hyperspace.

The darkness here was overwhelming and he felt shivers taking over his skin. A feeling of dread seeped into his soul. He reached out to Anakin to try and find comfort in his padawan's light strong presents. However there was little comfort in the wall of intensified mental shields, mere shards of their training bond, and the assaulting wave of negative dark emotions that he encountered through his prodding.

Then he saw it. A dark cloaked figure that housed so much of the darkness that clung around the place. Obi-Wan scowled, feeling malice seep to the forefront of his emotions. Quickly, however, he released his have and anger into the Force, ready to face the situation with a clear mind.

"Come out, Jedi" the Sith spoke in a low hiss. "There is no use to hide like a cowered."

Obi-Wan stepped out calmly from behind the ship, his features placid, not betraying his inner turmoil that he had a hard time squashing. "I was only inspecting the place. There really is no reason to throw such outrageous accusations" Obi-Wan replied with a bit of a smirk. "It has come to my attention that you have my padawan. I simply came to retrieve him. There is no need for you to baby sit his any further."

"Jedi fool!" Darth Slithiouse spat. "He is no longer your apprentice. He came with me willingly!" In a flash of red and blue the Sith and the Jedi stood facing each other with their weapons drawn.

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Anakin finished the form he was suppose to be practicing and sat down on the matted floor with his legs cress crossed. He wondered what "Sam", Anakin had decided to inwardly call him Sam, was doing. And why couldn't he know about it anyways? Not that bi-Wan told him much of his business… Curiosity coursed through the youngster and the desire to spy grew immensely. He reached out with the Force to try and locate 'Sam" and found him somewhere around the outside hanger. Well the hanger was definitely a place to start.

Anakin got up and ran swiftly to the door of the room. He slowed his pace as he entered the dark hallway. As he made his way closer to the hanger he thought he sensed a familiar presents. A very familiar presents, in fact. He was finally on the ground floor and in the large hallway leading to the inside hanger which served as a type of garage. From there he would go outside to the outside anger where the ship was docked and protected only by a metal canopy-like roof.

Anakin peered around the corner before entering the inside hanger. It was promptly empty of any and all life forms. As he proceeded toward the outside exit on the opposite side of the hanger he heard a familiar sound. Stopping to listen Anakin identified it as the humming and clashing of lightsabers. 'Lightsabers? A duel?' Anakin thought puzzled. He reached out to the flicker of a familiar presents. He identified it in less then a minute.

Anakin burst through the exit door into the outside hanger knocking over a supplies bit containing instruments, cable launchers, and small canisters containing substance of which Anakin was not aware. Lightsabers were heard behind the ship that he had flown here and he around it and jumped onto the top of the ramp, that hadn't been raised for whatever reason, so that he could get a better view of what was happening.

Anakin stop planted to the spot as he watched a dance of blue and red lightsabers as they spun, locked, and clashed together. His body cried out for action. He felt utterly stupid to just be standing there. He felt like he should jump in and help. But whom should he help. He knew should be loyal to him master but he couldn't bare the thought of raising his blade against the Jedi tat was now being driven back toward a wall.

Anakin's eyes widened in horror as he saw the Sith make several forceful strikes and knock Obi-Wan's lightsaber out of his hand. Then the Jedi was shoved roughly against the wall with a Force push. Then the Sith stretched out one hand and started to Force choke Obi-Wan hard enough that the Jedi remained pinned to the spot. The Sith advanced toward obi-Wan twirling his lightsaber tauntingly.

Anakin's mind swirled/ Random, useless, thoughts popping in and out. Obi-Wan struggled to reach for the Force but his struggle for air didn't let him concentrate. Obi-Wan had spotted Anakin on the ramp of the ship looking scared and lost. He vaguely noticed that Anakin's braid was gone. He wasn't prepared for the bombardment of pain that hit him. His padawan stood there watching as a cruel Sith Lord bore down on him. 'Anakin I'm sorry. I really am' Obi-Wan and in that moment, for the first time since he had met Anakin, obi-Wan unshielded.

Anakin wasn't prepared for the assault of pain, both physical and mental, that he was showed with from obi-Wan. His heart clenched and he couldn't watch but couldn't pry his eyes away from the terrifying scene ether.

The Sith lifted his lightsaber within three steps of Obi-Wan as he prepared for the final lunge and strike.

"I'm looking back on things I've done

Iwas just tryingto be some one

To play my part

Left you in the dark

Now let me show you the shape of my heart"

(Backstreet Boys "Shape Of My Heart")

A/N: So a bit of a clifhanger there hey? Review everyone! And mybe I'll be nice and not make you wait until Sunday!