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Jedi Knight 13: I'm working on it, it's just so hard... There probably some mistakes in this one, too. please don't stop reading O.O

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Chapter two.

Anakin ran to their ship. He hadn't checked his master lately, not through their bond and neither with holograms and when he reached out now his blood ran cold. The place where he usually felt the bright force-presence of Obi-Wan, there was now nothing then a black hole. Obi-Wan was shutting him out. Which meant he was in trouble, pain or both. Anakin shivered. What could have happened? He rushed inside and pushed the 'play'-button before he seated himself in the pilot-chair. The hologram showed him his master, telling him to transmit the message to the council. Anakin just wanted to, when the hologram-Obi-Wan suddenly drew his lightsaber and began reflecting bolts coming from a place Anakin couldn't see. Then he disappeared and was replaced by a battle-droid. Someone swore. Anakin spun around, his hand on his 'sabre, half expecting an attack, but he saw Qui-Gon, who looked at the hologram with a worried expression. Anakin looked at the Jedi-master for a while. He was worried himself, too very worried, but Obi-Wan could handle himself, right? He was only blocking him because he didn't want him to get in trouble, right? The black hole didn't meant… No, he would have known.

"Have you told him?" Anakin suddenly asked. The question had just popped in his head. Qui-Gon finally tore his eyes from the hologram and looked at him.

"What? Who?" he asked.

"Obi-Wan. Have you told him you're back?"

"I…" the tall Jedi suddenly looked embarrassed. "I am not really back." His voice was soft.

"You haven't," Anakin concluded. "Why not?"

Qui-Gon opened his mouth and closed it again. It was strange to see the Jedi-master off guard like this.

"He loves you, you know," Anakin continued. "He still dreams about you."

"He does?" Qui-Gon's eyes misted over. Anakin nodded.

"He blames himself. For your death."

Qui-Gon frowned. "Does he?"

Anakin nodded again. He wouldn't say it when it wasn't true, would he?

"Go and tell him," he ordered the Jedi. He glanced at the door, feeling an familiar force-presence coming closer and back at Qui-Gon again. The Jedi-master, however, had already disappeared. Anakin hoped he would go to Obi-Wan, wherever his master was.

Anakin walked to the hologram and started it again when Padmé entered.

"What…?" she asked, but Anakin pointed at the blue appearance of his master, just when he told them to transmit the message. Anakin sent it to the council and Master Windu and Master Yoda responded. They said they would sent all the free Jedi to help Obi-Wan, but ordered Anakin to stay on the same place. His first attention was protecting Senator Amidala, so they said.

Anakin had never been so frustrated. He desperately wanted to help his master. But how could he protect Padmé at the same time? He didn't want to abandon her. It was Padmé herself who came with an answer. "Your first attention is protecting me," she said, her eyes rebellious, "and I'm going to help Obi-Wan." Anakin would have kissed her right there, if she had liked it. How could someone not be in love with her? Instead he hugged her. "What would I do if I hadn't you?" he asked. She only smiled.

There was someone else who was holding him on Tatooine, though. His mother. Now he had found her back, he didn't want to leave her, but there was now way to bring her with him. He had to choose. And he did. Slowly Anakin walked back to the farm. Padmé was preparing the ship for takeoff and sent him to tell his mother they would leave. He prayed that his mother would understand. He shouldn't have worried.

"Of course you have to go and save him, Ani," she said. "He's your master, your friend. If you don't go you will regret it later."

"What about you, mum," Anakin asked. "Will you…"

"Yes, Anakin. I will. I really love Cliegg." She smiled. "Now go. This isn't a farewell, but a goodbye."

Anakin embraced her. "Can I look back now?" he asked.

His mother laughed. "Yes, my love, now you can." She kissed him on his cheek. "Now go."

Anakin walked in a steady pace back to the ship. When he was almost outside sight he turned and waved. He would see his mother again. He was sure of that. But now, someone else needed him.

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Obi-Wan was floating in the air, hold up by anti-gravity and force-resistance bonds, surrounded by a blue glow and slowly turning around. He had been captured. As soon as he reached his ship, he had sent a message to Anakin, due his transmitter couldn't reach Coruscant anymore. Why his apprentice had been on Tatooine he didn't know, but it turned out to be handy. He only hoped that Anakin was alright.

He heard a sound, the doors opened and Count Dooku entered.

"Traitor," Obi-Wan spat.

"O no, my friend, this is an terrible mistake."

"I thought you were the leader here, Dooku," Obi-Wan said, his voice cold.

"I have nothing to do with this, I assure you. I will do anything to set you free."

"I hope that doesn't take to long. I have work to do." Set him free? Sure. The count started to walk around. Obi-Wan had to turn his head so he didn't lose him out of sight. He didn't like it to have his back to the count.

"May I ask why a Jedi-Knight comes all the way here, to Geonosis?"

"I've been tracking a bounty-hunter named Jango Fett. Do you know him?" Obi-wan said without hesitation. Lying would do no good here.

"You will not find any bounty-hunters. The Geonosians don't tolerate them."

"Well, I don't blame them, but he is here, I assure you."

"It's a pity our path have never crossed before, Obi-Wan. Qui-Gon always spoke very high of you."

Qui-Gon. Even the name made his heart hurt a little.

"I wished he was still alive," Dooku continued. "I could have used his help right now." Was the pain in his voice fake? Or did he really care that his former apprentice was dead? Obi-Wan couldn't tell. He knew, however, that his master would never have helped the count.

"Qui-Gon Jinn would never have joined you," he said.

"I wouldn't be so sure, my young Jedi-friend. Qui-gon was quite aware of the corruption in the senate. He would have join me if he knew the truth."

"The truth?" Obi-Wan asked.

"The truth." He continued to walk for a while and Obi-Wan started to wonder if he had lost his tong suddenly when he spoke again.

"What if I told you that the Republic was now in control of the dark lord of the Sith?"

What? He had to be lying.

"No, that's not possible. The Jedi would have felt it." Would they?

"The Dark Side is clouding their visions, my friend. Hundreds of senators are now under the influence of a Sith Lord called Darth Sidious."

"I don't believe you." The Count had to be telling lies. How could they not have felt it?

"The Viceroy of the Trade-federation was once in lead with this Darth Sidious ten years ago. He was betrayed by the Dark Lord and came to me for help." How could Dooku have helped them? If the Trade Federation hadn't attacked Naboo, Qui-Gon would still be alive.

"You must join me, Obi-Wan," de count said. "Together we will destroy the Sith!" Join him and destroy the Sith? They would have to start with Dooku himself, then.

"I will never join you, Dooku," he said.

Dooku sighed. "Releasing you can turn out to be difficult," he said, before left the room.

Obi-Wan snorted. As if he would even try. He quickly inspected his bonds. There was no way to open them with the force, but he could still use it for other things. Obi-Wan closed his eyes and easily found his center. He reached out with his mind and felt the prison he was in. Continuing this way he found Dooku, followed by two droids, walking in a cave-like room. His force-presence sickened Obi-Wan. It was completely consumed by the Dark Side. Dooku stayed in the room, apparently waiting for someone. Obi-Wan used the time to inspect the caves, so he could find his way out. He discovered that he was hold close to the surface. Good. That made escaping easier. He noticed that Dooku wasn't alone anymore. Gunray and the scum who always followed the leader of the Trade Federation had joined him. Obi-Wan sharpened his attention so he could hear what they were saying.

"And, what did he say?" the Viceroy asked.

"He didn't believe me," Dooku said. His presence pulsed with anger. "He is too stuck in the way of the Jedi to join us. Just as his master was." There was something sad in his voice. So he did care. Interesting, a Sith with feelings other than anger and hate.

"And the Senator? Did he say where she was?"

"Of course he didn't. I haven't asked him."

"Why not?" Gunray blurted out angry. "We need..."

"Go and ask him yourself. You can do whatever you want, if he stays alive."

"But..."

Obi-Wan didn't stay to listen to more, but returned to his body. So they didn't know where Padmé was? That meant Anakin wasn't in currently danger and went to Tatooine for another reason. He tried to reach his apprentice through their bond, but only met silence. He frowned. Why was the boy shutting him out? Or maybe... He reached out with the Force again, but went further this time. He was blocked by a Force-shield. Great. That explained why they hadn't found the building before. Well, he could at least use the Force inside.

Footsteps outside the door made him look up. Gunray really wanted to know where Padmé was, didn't he? The doors opened again and eight battle-droids entered the small prison, followed by the Viceroy and 'Scum', like Obi-Wan decided to call him.

"Jedi," the Viceroy greeted him.

"Viceroy." Obi-Wan met the glare with a cold stare of his own. He didn't blink once. The Viceroy shifted uneasily and turned his gaze to one of the droids.

"Open the bonds," he ordered.

Was that guy really that stupid? Even if he hadn't his 'saber, he could escape. Out of the room, that means. Outside he would need a weapon. A blaster would do. Obi-Wan didn't think Dooku would give his lightsaber back. The droids opened his bonds. Obi-Wan landed lightly on the flour, barely touched it before he came into motion. Using the Force, he had already unarmed three droids before they could react. He was about to get the blaster of the fourth one, when a calm voice filled the room.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Obi-Wan froze. He hadn't felt the count coming and fight without a weapon would do no good. He slowly turned around and rose an eyebrow. "Well, I had to try," he said, "your friend here thought I would cooperate. I had to show him how wrong he was."

Dooku smiled slightly, but the smile didn't touch his eyes. "Luckily I'm not that stupid," he said. He waved with his hand and one of the droids walked to Obi-Wan, who kept his eyes at the count. He quickly searched for an way out, but with a Sith armed with a lightsaber and eight battledroids there was none. The droid placed a belt around his neck. As soon as the cold metal touched his flesh he couldn't feel the Force anymore. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, his hole body regretting the absence. Then his eyes met Dooku's again.

"He will be easier to handle this way, Viceroy," the count said and with a last look at Obi-Wan he left the room. Obi-Wan didn't took his eyes from the closed door, until Gunray walked into his view.

"Now you aren't so eager to fight, are you, Jedi?" he asked.

Obi-Wan turned his glance to the Viceroy, who stepped back at the look in his eyes. Obi-Wan snorted. Coward, he thought.

"Take him away," Gunray said quickly.