A/N: I'm so glad you guys are still hanging in here with me.

Chapter 29: Eternal twilight

A scream echoed down the abandoned hall. A scream that shook the Temple and the Force to the core, there was no escaping it. A scream that sliced through a Sith Master's mind, making him shudder in fear and pleasure. A scream signaling a heart being ripped out of its fleshy prison, a soul losing its precious half to the clutches of darkness.

Obi-Wan flew onto the ground, screaming his lungs out; screaming till his voice gave out. Tears running down his face, his red eyes searching the ground looking for something precious. His hands pulled at ginger locks, while his young body began to rock back and forth.

Tiny gasps jerked in and out of his body. "Xan…xan…xan…"

A Jedi healer rushed to his cell, "Something is wrong with him!"

Her companion looked at the screen, "His readings are going crazy, if he keeps this up, he'll go into shock and maybe cardiac arrest."

"Then I have no choice, I'm going in."

"You can't! He's dangerous!"

"I am doctor, I can't stand by and watch this child die! Besides, he has a Force Collar on, he won't be that dangerous."

Grabbing a sedative, the Healer palmed opened the door and stepped into the cell. She walked quietly and kneeled next to the boy. Landing a hand gently on his back, she watched as he turned a tear-stained face up to her.

Those sea-blue eyes pleaded with her, but she had a feeling that he wasn't seeing her but something, somewhere else.

"Obi-Wan, everything is going to be ok." The Healer pulled out the sedative, "Now, just relax."

"He…needs me…" a tiny gasp, "my brother…is dying…xan…"

"Well right now you—" The Healer paused as the shuddering stopped and a vacant look fell on the teenager's face. Glancing up at her companion, she gave him a questioning look.

"His stables are going back to normal. Must have been temporary."

The Healer's brow narrowed, as her scrutinizing gaze fell down to her patient. Reaching out with the Force, she touched with wariness his mind. An image flashed before her eyes of a horned creature. Yelping, she began to scramble back.

"Open the door!"

Her companion punched in the code. Yet, he was too slow. The small intrusion on his mind awoke Obi-Wan back to the present…a present that he hated. A fire color bled into the slivers of dark blue eyes trained on the escaping healer. The Healer stood up and bolted towards the open door. Her companion watched with horror as the Healer took one step outside when her back arched until a crisp snapped echoed in the chamber. Frozen in place, he watched the body collapse onto the ground, like a bag of leaves. Stepping over the pile, Obi-Wan turned his attention to the other occupant of the room.

"How…how…"

Obi-Wan raised his hand.

The man hands flew to his throat, trying to gasp precious air. Obi-Wan raised fingers on his other hand to the collar. The collar clicked and fell off his neck. Walking towards the man, Obi-Wan studied his new prey.

"You'll be of some use."

The man looked down at the deep orange eyes and shuddered in response to the emotionless voice. He couldn't sense the creature before him and that scared him more anything else, along with the dead sense of humanity surrounding the boy's presence. What had happened in there? More importantly, would the Council members defeat this evil? He thought this and sent a tiny signal through the Force to anyone of the revered 12 members as darkness overtook his mind.

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Yoda's head jerked back, "Terrible, something has happen."

Mace eyed his companion, "Obi-Wan."

The great Jedi Master lowered his eyes, "Contact Master Jinn, I will."

The dark-skinned Master nodded and sprinted towards the turbolift.

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Qui-Gon bolted start up in the bed, panting. Something was wrong. Something dark was in the Temple. Sliding off of the bed, he stood up for a brief minute before a wave of pain crashed into his mind, sending him to his knees. As he rode out the tearing wind of grief, the Jedi Master drew on the light side, driving the wind away. Gasping on the floor, he regained his senses. The first thing he heard was a beeping of a communicator, but he didn't bother picking it up.

Staggering onto his feet, he knew what had happened. Grabbing his saber and cloak, the only word that came to his mind, spurred an adrenaline rush. Running out of the room, a single name escaped his lips and echoed in the room.

"Anakin."

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Mace ran down into the cell, only to be greeted by mass destruction. The consol was hacked away by a lightsaber, sparks flying into the dark room. The cell door was jarred open as if a huge punch had forced it open. Lying on the ground was a battered form of a Jedi Master.

Kneeling down, Mace studied the only survivor in the room. "Master Tahl, what happened?"

The Jedi Master coughed up blood, "Obi-Wan…he's in pain…something bad…"

Mace narrowed his eyes and took in the damage more closely. Obi-Wan did all this?

"Master…please…take care…my padawan…Bant…"

The dark skinned master nodded, trying to prevent tears from falling down his cheeks. This broken woman was still worrying about her apprentice. "I will."

Tahl nodded, her golden eyes growing dull until the spark behind them died.

Raising a shaking hand, Mace signaled Yoda. "Master, we have a problem."

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Qui-Gon raced down to the infant center of the Temple. He spotted a blond padawan twirling her short hair.

"Padawan Siri."

Siri gasped and bowed, "Master Jinn!"

"May I see Anakin?"

"Little Anakin is not here at the moment. A knight came in and said that he was suppose to escort Anakin to the healers."

The Force blared a warning. "Thank you, Siri." Spinning around, he ran down the hall. Letting the Force guide him, he allowed his hand to chose the next level. But as the doors opened, a body of a knight that Jinn recognized that worked down in the cell fell onto the floor. A hole was burned through his chest.

"No."

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Anakin wailed in the dimly light corridor. Behind him was an abandoned door, forgotten long ago. Anakin stopped and looked up as the figure emerged from the shadows. Dark blue eyes stared down at him. Young features were marred by a hateful frown.

A voice that was supposed to be full of mischief and wisdom spoke in an ice-like manner. "You die tonight."

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A/N: Ok, almost there. Hold on, everyone!