A/N: I'm glad to hear that everyone likes this new Xanatos. That makes me happy because I tried to keep him like his old evil self but yet be different because of Obi-Wan's presence in his life.

Ch. 16 When the Light dies

Xanatos took a sip from his glass of Alderaan wine. The warmth from the fire and the drink seeped into his bones, allowing the man to relax in the comfort of his large armchair. The last few days had taken a toll on his healing body. Ever since Nyree had visited that one night to tell him the real truth why she was there, the girl ignored him at all possibilities. The servant mainly workedin the garden, only coming in for dinner and sleep. He still didn't trust her. She was a Dathamor witch. So what if she wasn't that highly tuned in the Force, she could still be a threat. Nyree did keep her identity a secret and had wormed herself into one of Xanatos' private homes. If she weren't a damn witch, she would have made an excellent spy for Offworld.

As for Obi-Wan, the boy had locked himself up in his room. Kaede, Fin and himself tried to coax Obi-Wan out of his room, but there was no answer. Even the boy had shut himself off from the Force, leaving Xanatos with a silent bond and tight shields, which he would bang against with no avail. The only proof that the teenager was alive was the empty dinner tray in the morning.

Feeling the wine taking effect on his brain, Xanatos rose from his chair, left the room and started to make his way up to his bedroom. His bed was calling him and nothing in the world sound sweeter than to lie down on his large, soft bed and sleep away the troubles of the day.

Kaede was walking down the stairs, carrying a full dinner tray. Xanatos stopped mid-way on the staircase, "Kaede?"

"I guess Master Kenobi was not hungry today, sir," whispered Kaede. The butler was worried about the boy. Heck the whole household seemed to be in this state of worry, waiting anxiously for the moment to spot a glimpse of the boy. Obi-Wan had become the life of the household. The cleaning maids loved him for his clean nature, but still rejoiced whenever he returned back from a mission and just threw his clothes around. Fin always asked for the boy's opinion whenever he had to taste test one of her new recipes and Kaede enjoyed having another opponent in his card games.

Xanatos growled softly. He had enough of this. The ball was tomorrow and Obi-Wan was slouching around. Whatever had happened, the boy needed to learn to move on then grieve when time allowed for it. Gathering up his strength, Xanatos walked up to Obi-Wan's room.

"Obi-Wan, open this door," commanded Xanatos. When there was no answer, he asked again, "Obi-Wan, come on. This is ridiculous. You haven't eaten all day; you've shut yourself off from the world, it's time to move on. Open this door."

Silence met him. Now, usually Xanatos would say that he was the type not quick to temper. But today, with all this tension in the air for the past few days was getting to him. This was not how he was going to spend his vacation.

Kicking open the door, Xanatos strode in and slammed the door, that didn't even have time to hit the wall, shut. The room was dark, the only light coming from a flickering candle. Books were strewn on the floor and the Saterin chips that Obi-Wan had collected over the years were laid out in a straight line. The chip closest to him was the chip that Xanatos had given him the first day they had landed on Telos. The last chip he recognized as the one he saw Nyree gave to Obi-Wan before they left, the chip the boy had bought at that old bookstore. Walking past the chips, Xanatos' footsteps didn't make a sound. He still needed to find the boy. A whiff of something decomposing filtered by his nose. Sniffing the air once more, he made his way to the bathroom, where the faint outline of a dying light source was flickering. Opening the door, Xanatos' breath was caught in his throat.

Before him, Obi-Wan leaned against the tile wall, wide red eyes rimmed with tears. His hands were shaking and had multitudes of scratches,some of them still bleeding. Xanatos followed the boy's gaze to the bathtub. The walls were splashed with blood, feathers, guts and water. Xanatos could barely make out the charcoal carcass ofa bird floating on the water. Holding his nose, Xanatos jerked forward and yanked Obi-Wan out of the bathroom. Tossing the non-responsive boy onto the sofa, Xanatos went back in and turned on the fan then opened all the windows in the room. How he didn't detect the smell before was strange? Unless…

Xanatos glared down at Obi-Wan, "You put a shield around the room didn't you. You kept the smell inside the bathroom to prevent detection."

Obi-Wan nodded so slightly, Xanatos had to question himself if he had imagined the boy moving his head at all.

Gritting his teeth, Xanatos slapped the boy hard on the cheek, "Snap out of it, boy. Now what happened here?"

A red mark was forming on Obi-Wan's cheek, but Xanatos didn't care. He grabbed the boy by the shoulders and started to shack him.

"What in the nine Coreillan hells is wrong with you?" yelled the Dark Jedi. But Obi-Wan remained unresponsive. Moving his hands down, Xanatos squeezed hard on his forearms. "Answer me!"

Applying more pressure, Xanatos smirked as Obi-Wan screamed in pain.

"Stop!" screamed Obi-Wan in a hoarse voice, tears that were once balanced on their lids were now cascading down his cheeks.

But Xanatos didn't stop. "What happened? Tell me!" He kept applying pressure until he felt blood begin to trickle through his fingers. Looking down, Xanatos lifted his hand from Obi-Wan's forearm and took in the opened scar. The burn wound seeped rivers of blood.

Taking advantage of Xanatos' shifted focus, Obi-Wan yanked free his other forearm and clutched his wounded arm. Cradling his arm, the teenager pulled his legs up to his chest and started to rock. His blue eyes were lit with fear, not comprehending the situation around him. Xanatos took a step back, not sure what to do, but recognized the symptoms instantly. The boy was scaring him.

Obi-Wan Kenobi was broken…no shattered.

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A/N: I am evil and I know it! A short chapter, the disaster in Obi-Wan's room…Obi-Wan himself…Don't freak out or yell at your computer, I have the next chapter all in my head and we shall find out what happened to poor, little Obi.