Okay people, I know about the Jedi Apprentice series, but my library only has the first book in the series. I know the jist of what happens in other books, but I have no idea what order they go in or how old Obi-Wan is when the events happen, but I envision this story to take place shortly after the events on Melida/Daan where Obi-Wan breaks Qui-Gon's trust. But in this story Obi-Wan has been recently taken off of probation by the Jedi Council after said events and Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are having issues, though Qui-Gon denies it. If that doesn't fit my previous timeline, then sorry. Anyways…

Chapter 6

(Peace over anger. Honor over hate. Strength over fear.)

Numbing the world and freezing its occupants, the snow blazed on. No one on Trintonomia had ever seen anything like this. It just didn't snow on this tropical planet and no one knew why it had suddenly decided to, no one, but Qui-Gon that is. He knew who had sent the snow and why. It was a warning sent the by the universe's protector, Arthenia. It must be something extremely important to send a message this big.

Qui-Gon could barely see two feet in front of him due to the near white out conditions, but he trudged forward determined to find his Padawan amongst all this white hell. Nothing could deter him from his destined path. All of this snow was frustrating though.

"Do you really have to make it snow this hard?" The Jedi Master yelled to the entity that he knew was listening. She did not answer back though. She never did. But the old Master thought he heard a giggle whisper past him on the wind and almost instantaneously, the blizzard turned to a light storm. Qui-Gon was still cold though and he couldn't help but grumble and complain as he continued to walk through the now knee deep snow.

Something was occurring in the Padawan that brought excitement, yet apprehension at the same time to Qui-Gon. Obi-Wan's shields were beginning to crumble. This would allow for the Jedi Master to find his apprentice, but it also meant that Obi-Wan no longer had the strength to keep them up. Whatever the teenager was doing it was dangerously sapping the young one's power to fight. His will and determination was strong, but sometimes that isn't enough to win a fight against a vengeful bounty hunter. And if Obi-Wan had abandoned the ever present shields in order to keep fighting, well that in itself was a huge warning of just how much trouble the young Jedi was in.

Suddenly, without any warning, Obi-Wan's shields crashed leaving his mind completely open to his Master. Qui-Gon staggered as the bond flooded open. Qui-Gon could sense now that Obi-Wan was indeed in danger and that he would have to move quickly if he wanted to save him. The youngling was barely holding on.

Realizing that he was going in the wrong direction, Qui-Gon cursed silently then turned around and dashed through the barren streets. He began to panic as it dawned on him that he might not reach Obi-Wan in time. Strength over fear, Qui-Gon, strength over fear. The age old calming exercises did the job as Qui-Gon found himself turning down yet another street. He was close. But am I close enough? Qui-Gon found himself wondering as the snow abruptly stopped. Was this another warning? Qui-Gonsuddenly needed reassurance that Obi-Wan was okay.

/ Obi-Wan /

/ Master / The word held no joy; it held no happiness, no hope. That one world held so much sorrow and pain that Qui-Gon was holding back tears. / I've failed you /

/ No, Obi-Wan you didn't / But Obi-Wan didn't hear those words, because he couldn't believe that they were true no matter how much he wanted too. / I'm coming for you Obi-Wan, just hold on /

/ I can't. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry that I was never good enough for you. But it doesn't matter now /

/Obi-Wan…/ Qui-Gon called, but there was no one on the other end to receive the plea. The bond had once again been closed. All Qui-Gon received on the other end was a swirling darkness. Obi-Wan was unconscious. Or worse, his mind yelled at him. Qui-Gon refused to believe that though.

Qui-Gon had long lost feeling in his feet and was one hundred percent positive that his hands were frost bitten, but there was no turning back now. Obi-Wan must be found. As the Jedi Master came to the spot where his Padawan had last been, dread consumed him. There was no one there. As Arthenia had predicted, he was too late. But he would not give up.

Slowly, cautiously Qui-Gon walked forward praying silently to the Force that the street was indeed deserted, if not, and he found the one thing he dreaded… It would destroy the Master and he knew it. Qui-Gon could not go on knowing that he had failed two apprentices.

With his head bowed, the Force led Qui-Gon to an area where four streets met. Placed neatly on top of the snow was a device planted strategically next to a rock, Obi-Wan's rock. The very stone that Qui-Gon had given the young apprentice for his thirteenth birthday. Picking up the stone, Qui-Gon became frightened for his Padawan. Obi-Wan never willingly left this stone behind.

(Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill. There can be miracles, when you believe.)

Sadly, Qui-Gon picked up the device and began the recording, and this is what he saw.

"Aww, is the little kitten tiring. See didn't I tell you that you couldn't defeat the Great Helena." Obi-Wan smirked at the chosen name, but the smile quickly faded as he realized that she was right. He had no strength left to fight; he had no hope for victory. With his grasp of the Force fading slowly with his waning power, Obi-Wan was unable to block the next bullet. The Padawan stumbled backwards, his lightsaber falling from his hands as the bullet ripped through him. He fell to his knees as the pain tore through his systems. The lowly apprentice of the great Qui-Gon had been defeated.

"I told you precious that there was no use in fighting me. I always win."

"Only when your opponent can't fight back or is too weak to put up a proper fight and you know what else, you never actually get close enough to get hurt. You're such a coward." Obi-Wan rasped. The child was gasping for air, his lungs were on fire. Each breath became torture as pain flared through his chest with each agonizing breath he took. It felt as if sharp daggers were piercing his lungs every time his chest expanded to allow for the passage of air, but Obi-Wan didn't care anymore and he paid no attention to the agony that wraked his body.

"I resent that, you naughty little boy." Obi-Wan had no energy to get up, but he courageously fixed his eyes on Helena, quietly accepting his fate, but one lone tear fell from his depths of his sea green eyes.Helena licked her lips and picked up the fallen lightsaber thoroughly enjoying toying with her new pet.

Qui-Gon closed his eyes, unable to watch what would happen next. When he thought the worst part was over, he opened his eyes, but too soon. What he saw would remain with him and haunt him for the rest of his life.

Helena stood over the fallen apprentice; the child's own lightsaber had been rammed through his chest. Qui-Gon could see his eyes then. They were haunted, but reserved. Helena pulled out the sword and the child swayed for a second before he fell into the snow, the life fleeing from his tired body.

"Obi-Wan… No…"

There is no emotion, there is peace; there is no ignorance, there is knowledge; there is no passion, there is serenity; there is no death, there is the Force. Peace over anger. Honor over hate. Strength over fear.