Unknown Foes
Just as he raised himself from his doubts the darkened corridor was engulfed in light as crimson and cerulean blaster shots filled the cool night air, spreading towards the lone Jedi.
Obi-Wan's hand hurriedly ran to his belt in search for his lightsaber hilt, but the only thing he found was his comlink and an empty space where his lightsaber was.
Great…
Was the only thing that passed through his mind before he quickly dove behind the stone column that had previously stopped his plummet, arriving just in time to feel the air warm up as the blaster shots barely missed him.
Sending that thought away he quickly passed to the more pressing matter of his absent lightsaber, after all he passed through it would have been ridiculous if he died because he didn't have his lightsaber.
There's that optimistic thinking that we all know and love, the voice quickly replied to his less than positive thoughts, if you're going to be this way, why don't you just jump in front of their shots?
"Would you just shut up?" Obi-Wan shouted, losing his temper because of the constant taunting, fortunately for him he recovered his focus just in time to realize that n his attempt to control himself he accidentally gave out his position.
Smart job, thank you conscience…he thought as he dove again from behind the column just in time to see it pounded by an overwhelming swarm of crimson energy bolts.
Always glad to be helpful, the voice answered in a jolly manner, but really, I can't take all the credit. Duck!
The prompt change of tone surprised him and before he got a chance to think at what he was doing he quickly ducked to his left just as the yub tree behind him was carbonized by a well placed sniper shoot.
Obi-Wan was slowly becoming more than annoyed by the sudden twist of events, so he quickly abandoned the sharp reply that came to his mind and decided to resume the search for his lightsaber.
His eyes quickly passed through the length of the corridor, but the darkness hid most of the details from sight and that, combined with the splitting headache that resulted from his several impacts with the stone wall, served well to hide the small silvery handle of his newly constructed lightsaber, The lightsaber that he built to replace the one he had lost in the reactor shaft on Naboo when he had confronted the Sith Lord alongside Qui-Gon, in their last battle together.
Morn for those who pass from us you must not. Rejoice for them, for one with the force they are. He may have known that the Jedi Code was right, that Yoda was right, but he could not accept his master's his friend's and father's death so easily.
The thought that he might to exactly that one day frightened him almost as bad as other things, but he knew he could never completely ignore the Living Force, for Qui-Gon taught him to well.
Suddenly the answer to his dilemma struck him like a gundark. His connection with his new blade might not have been strong, but he didn't need his eyes to look for his lightsaber, after all the corridor was teaming with plants, therefore it was teaming with the Living Force.
Really, you think? The voice intervened disrupting his concentration once more.
Shut up! You'll die with me you know! Obi-Wan said before he focused his attention towards the corridor and the plants around him. After all, the fact that his enemies made no noise except for the distant sound of firefights didn't mean they weren't there anymore.
The abrupt pause of the voice's comments soon ended though and with them came the first hint of his lightsaber's position, a glistening light next to the revitalizing presence of an alderaanian rose bush, both wrapped in the pure light of the Force.
Point taken master Jedi, but you really should recover your lightsaber.
As soon as the comment had ended Obi-Wan swung his palm towards the first column that sheltered him and, with joy, he noticed a small silvery sparkle as the moonlight that entered through the small broken window struck the saber hilt.
But besides the lightsaber, the moonlight also revealed something else.
The sapphire light spread itself across the smooth white armor of seven men which managed to surround him in the hallway while he was searching for his weapon, but his sensed warned him that something was wrong with the strangers.
Yet his greater concern was the sight of the tough metal of their armor and helmets, each one capable of sustaining several blaster shoots, even the small black visor that split their face masks. Their uniforms were completed by markings containing names of planets, some known to him, some utterly unknown.
As he relaxed his mind a bit more and slipped deeper within the Force's warm shelter his eyes began to notice the small similar movements and twitches and, with eager curiosity, he began to study the arsenal of high caliber blaster rifles, the concealed vibroblades, the high caliber blasters and to complete the picture they had some explosives such as plasma charges, motion drones or thermal detonators. One was even armed with a small, portable missile launcher.
Carefully and slowly, he concealed his lightsaber in his robe's wide sleeves, trying to keep its activation button within reach, but not visible. Just as he was about to fully hide it seven blasters and rifles were simultaneously aimed directly at him and with firm resolution an eight soldier slowly came out of the dark and stopped extending one hand towards him.
"Master Jedi, you are under arrest by the order of Emperor Palpatine," the voice was completely dehumanized by the masks vocabulator, but he could still sense the sadness in his voice as well as the difference in this ones force-print, "comply with our orders or prepare for immediate termination!"
One Jedi, eight opponents…what are the possibilities, Master Jedi?
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A/N: Yes, i know that the clones weren't soo focused on actually arresting the Jedi, but it sounds a lot better than: "Die, Jedi dog!" Plus...I love the way Palpatine's line sounds: "Are you threatening me, Master Jedi?" :)