This may not be that some of you want… but hahaha… I am the author!


The sun was setting in the sky for the first time after the massacre of the Jedi. Silence was the theme. Not a soul was inside of the temple but there were others standing without its walls. Many of the clones had been stationed to wait for the stragglers. It had been successful so far since they hade taken their destruction one step too far. Several clones had been selected to adorn the clothing of the robes of fallen Jedi. It was a clever trick. The Jedi were too weary and high strung to notice the trickery afoot.

Not all had fallen fools. Two Jedi lurked behind the tall pillars located at the outer steps of the temple. Master Kenobi had met up with the honorable Master Yoda in order to dig deep into the mysteries that plagued them.

Obi-Wan let out a deep sigh as he ripped his gaze away from the troopers. "There are only two of them that I can see."

"Search your feelings Obi-Wan. More I feel." Yoda added.

"We need to get into the temple. Now is a good a time as any to take action." He replied; his fingers reaching to his side for his saber. Seeing the nod from Yoda, Obi-Wan calmed his nerves. There was something gnawing at his mind. It was bad enough he had his current problems regarding the temple but to have a shadow upon his mind; not good. "Alright then…"

Yoda took the lead. His small frame morphed with the columns until his saber glowed green. He had dashed in the direction of the clones. With a back flip, the green Master took both by surprise. Two heads rolled to the ground as bodies twitched.

Joining into the mixture, Obi-Wan ignited his saber. Lithe movements of his legs brought him further towards the large doors. Yoda was not too far behind though he did halt for a split second. He threw his saber to his left. A cry was heard from the clone as he fell to the ground; the saber lodged in his chest. Yoda extended his hand and the saber came back to him. "To the signal beacon we must go."

Obi-Wan glanced over his shoulder as he slowed his pace. Locks of his hair fell down about his face. He was about to reply until a tingling feeling came over him. Turning his gaze back to the direction he was going, he brought up his saber; taking off the head of a clone. "We will have a hell of a time getting there. The place seems to be crawling with them."

A grunt came from Yoda when he reached Obi-Wan. He put away his saber. "No more I feel are present at this entrance."

"Wouldn't they be inside as well?"

"Know this I do not. A Threat, no longer I feel."

Yoda took the lead and entered the temple.

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A shocked and bewildered look came upon Obi-Wan's face as he sat by the signal beacon. There were too many emotions running through him at the moment. His heart was breaking. Anakin… was… had been… is… lost. "How could it have come to this?"

Yoda shook his head. "To question, no time there is."

"I do not know where the Emperor has sent him. I don't know where to look."

"Use your feelings, Obi-Wan, and find him, you will. Visit the new Emperor, my task is. May the force be with you."

Nodding his head, Obi-Wan glanced to the chrome flooring. "May the Force be with you, Master Yoda."

There were no other words spoken between the two and soon Yoda had disappeared. Obi-Wan was left alone with his thoughts. Where would he begin his hunt for Anakin? A thought suddenly stuck him. His padawan had been making many visits to Padme and so she must know his dealings. It was underhanded of him, but Obi-Wan needed to locate Anakin as soon as possible.

He rose, making his way out of the room. The halls were different now that there was no life. How things had changed in a matter of hours. When he went to turn a corner, the force tugged upon him. Obi-Wan glanced about him. The energy was non-threatening and held fear.

Turning on his heel, the Jedi Master began to go back the way he came. The presence grew stronger after each minute. Suddenly he halted. His eyes caught sight of bodies which should not have been in this place. They were… a man and a woman. It puzzled him greatly since there was a saber in her hands. His brow knit in confusion.

He bent down. Eyes of blue glanced to his left. There was a vent in which the vibes were emitting strongly. "Whose there…"

No reply came from the vent. All conclusions pointed toward this being younglings who were able to evade being destroyed by the clone army. His fingers wedged between the vent and the wall. As he slowly pried it open, there was a gasp. Obi-Wan peered into the darkness. "You can come out… I won't harm you."

With a hand extended in her direction, Flay shuttered. It had been hours since she had seen anything but darkness or heard the voice of another. Her arms clung tightly about Azul. What was she going to do? The voice reached her ears once more. Why did she find comfort in leaving only to venture into a place of torment?

Azul stirred and broke away from his sister. Slowly, he ventured nearer to Obi-Wan. Soon he was in the hall. With eyes wider then saucers, the boy glared at the Jedi.

There was no shock in his eyes when seeing the two children standing before him. It appeared they had been through hell and back. "How long have you been hiding in there?" When there was no reply, Obi-Wan knitted his brow. "Where are your parents?"

Tiny tears streamed down Flay's face as she locked eyes with the Jedi. With her curls tangled and her face red, the girl took a step backward.

Obi-Wan glanced to his side, finally realizing that those people were their parents. He took a harder look. The woman was so familiar. Yes, of course she was because she was the woman in his dreams. Now he was stunned, but it was not enough to take his mind off what he should be doing at the moment. Still… the only time he gets to see her face to face is when she has died? Answers he had would never be answered now.

"Come with me." He held out his hand. "I will take you somewhere safe."

Flay stood tall and firm though Azul had already taken Obi-Wan's hand. The boy then wrapped his arms about the Jedi's neck.

Standing to his feet with the Azul in his arms, Obi-Wan looked to Flay. She only stared at him. Her feet began to move though her hand would not let go from her dress. In truth, she was angry. It was a turn around for this soft hearted child. She was always a little sweet heart with a motherly attitude but now she had changed. At eight, her innocence was torn away.

She followed the Jedi down the halls and down passage ways she had never seen before. Her eyes glanced over every corner stone; she hated this place. "What is your name Master Jedi?" asked Azul.

"I'll tell you if you promise never to speak of me."

Azul nodded his head while resting his head on Obi-Wan's shoulder. "I promise."

"Ben."

"Ben?" Azul scrunched up his nose. "You don't look like a Ben."

There was a small smirk in the corner of Obi-Wan's cheek, though it only lasted a moment. It wasn't wise to be giving out his old name. The clones thought him dead and he wanted to keep it that way. "Well, you'll have to excuse me for that won't you."

Upon reaching the back entrance, Obi-Wan placed Azul down.

Obi-Wan gazed down at the two children; his eyes glancing around. There was no clones' insight. That was a good thing for him, though his luck turned. How could he leave this place without being noticed? Two younglings made escape harder. Suddenly, he spotted two clone soldiers advancing up the steps. He crouched down. "I have to go now…"

Azul's eyes widened. "No, you cannot leave us!"

The child's voice was but a squeak and Obi-Wan could tell that this was his first time talking in a long while. "I must. You will be fine, I am sure of it."

Tugging on Obi-Wan's sleeve, Azul knitted his brow. "They will kill us."

"No one will harm you."

Rising to his feet, Obi-Wan disappeared into the masses of pillars. It had been only a flicker of a time spent with them but it was time to leave. There were other things to attend. Obi-Wan received comfort from the force; they would be fine on their own.

Azul turned and grasped his sister's hand. He too had changed. One could see a stronger and independent Azul. "Come on, Flay. Lets go."