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This chapter will partly follow the movie, but it will take another turn in the end.

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Chapter 5

"Oh, crap," Obi-Wan muttered, before he ran away again, seeing both Anakin and Padmé riding the big cow. He quickly jumped behind the Senator.

/Got a plan B?/ he asked Anakin through their bond as seven droidekas entered the Arena and surrounded them.

/Don't die?/ Anakin answered.

Obi-Wan smiled. He tried to think of a way out of the situation, but could find none. Then he heard a familiar sound. Blue and green lights appeared in the crowd. Obi-Wan's mouth fell open when he saw around two hundred Jedi entering the Arena. A grin spread on his face as Mace Windu fell down from the balcony Dooku had been on. So the counsel member had joined the fun?

The blue and green lights of the Jedi's sabers met the red bolts of the droids filling the battleground. Anakin kicked the creature they sat on in his ribs and it rushed forward. Two Jedi threw sabers at them and Obi-Wan activated the one he catched.. His Padawan had done the same and had cut his bonds. Obi-Wan did the same.

A sound pulse blew the large cow from his feet and Obi-Wan jumped off. Being specialist in form III, he defended more then he attacked. More then one droid lost parts of his body by the blue saber, which seemed to come alive in his hands. He swirled the saber around, deflecting a bolt to his owner. He didn't watch it fall. He spun around and cut of a droids head.

He felt a familiar presence as Mace Windu joined him. The Master used a far different form, form VII. He was always attacking and together they formed a good team, covering the others weaknesses. Obi-Wan deflected most bolts and hit the ones that shot it, destroying just as many battledroids as the counselor did with cutting the hole droid down.

They continued fighting, but then Obi-Wan felt a warning from the Force again. He looked around and saw the large creature they had been riding on coming straight at them. He quickly jumped aside, avoiding being hit by the large horns. Mace wasn't that lucky, but Obi-Wan couldn't see if he was seriously injured. He turned his attention to the droids again. The Master could handle himself.

The two droids before him backed off slowly, looking fearfully at each other and at something behind Obi-Wan. He turned around again and saw Crabby standing behind him, glaring. Then it let out a high screech and slashed at him. Obi-Wan hesitated for a second. He felt a little pity for the creature. He must have inherited that from Qui-Gon. But the animal was maybe better off dead.

He danced under the belly of the animal. He dodged the attacks and cut both front paws in a fluent move. Crabby screamed and fell down. Obi-Wan whirled his saber a few times before he delivered the final blow.

He looked around. The Jedi were far outnumbered by the droids. They were losing. He saw more then one Jedi laying on the ground, wounded or dead.

He searched the fight for his Padawan and saw him hiding behind a fallen wagon, together with Padmé, who had found herself a blaster.

He joined the fight again.

Slowly the Jedi were driven to the middle of the Arena. Obi-Wan counted them. Only a quarter of the Jedi who had entered was still standing. The droids held their fire. Obi-Wan glanced at Dooku. What was the count up to?

He lowered himself next to the body of a fallen Jedi. He had seen her in the Temple once or twice, but couldn't remember her name. He placed his hand in her neck, searching for a pulse. He found none. A blaster had hit her in her chest and killed her immediately.

Obi-Wan slowly rose. He breathed heavily to calm himself.

"Master Windu, you have fought gallantly," the voice of Dooku filled the Arena, which had gone awkwardly silent, "worthily of recognition in the archives of the Jedi order."

Other Jedi's were led into the circle.

"Now it is finished," Dooku continued "surrender, and your lives will be spared."

Obi-Wan felt the anger of his Padawan through their bond.

/Calm down, Anakin./ he sent.

/How can you be so calm, Master? Listen to him!/ Anakin sent back.

/And getting angry will solve it? Rash action won't get us out of here, Padawan./

Anakin grumbled. /Yes, Master./

"We will not be used as hostages, Dooku," Mace Windu said.

"Then, I'm sorry old friend."

The droids pointed their weapons at them and Obi-Wan calmly waited for them to shoot. They would never survive this, he knew that. But they wouldn't give up their lives easily.

Suddenly Padmé yelled: "Look!"

Obi-Wan followed her gaze. He had seen the battleships which were coming at the Arena only once, while he had been on Kamino, searching for Jango Fett. The clones had arrived.

And the fight started again. Obi-Wan joined Anakin and Padmé on one of the ships and deactivated his lightsaber. It took off, together with the other ships. All droids in the Arena were destroyed.

"Hold on," Obi-Wan said to his Padawan and the Senator as the droids outside the arena opened fire. The ship fired at the droid foundries outside.

"Aim just above the fuel cells!" Anakin yelled at the clone troopers. They shot and hit the target, which exploded.

"Good call, my young Padawan," Obi-Wan said to his apprentice, who grinned.

He looked at the ground. Mace had landed. The large army of the Separatist was fighting the clones. Further away starships were preparing to take off.

"Attack those Federation Starships, quickly!" Obi-Wan yelled at the pilot.

He started to fire, but it wasn't enough to take the ship down. The clones on the ground started to fire, too. They concentrated all their fire on one ship. It finally fell down, creating a shockwave, which blew rocks and sand in the air.

Obi-Wan tried to see trough it. Suddenly he saw a small speeder with two automatic fighters leaving the battleground.

"Look over there!" he yelled at Anakin.

"It's Dooku! Shoot him down," the boy ordered.

"We're out of rockets, sir," the pilot responded. Anakin growled in frustation.

"Follow him!"

"We're gonna need some help," Padmé said.

"There isn't time," Obi-Wan answered. "Anakin and I can handle this!" Together, Anakin and he were almost invincible. They completely covered the others weaknesses, knowing each other better than anyone else and so forming the ultimate team. Dooku wouldn't escape.

The count knew they were following him. The fighters slowed down and attacked from behind. The clones tried to keep out of shot, but couldn't avoid being hit. The ship shuddered and swung to the right. It hit a sand hill and Obi-Wan grabbed the side of the ship so he wouldn't fall.

A scream and a desperate "Padmé!" told him that the Senator had fallen off. He couldn't tell if she was still alive, but they hadn't flown very high of the ground.

"Put the ship down!" Anakin roared.

"Anakin!" Obi-Wan interrupted. "Don't let your personal feelings get in the way." He turned to the pilot. "Follow that speeder!"

"Lower the ship!" Anakin yelled.

"I can't take Dooku alone. I need you! If we catch him we can end this war right now. We've got a job to do!" He hoped he would get through.

"I don't care. Put the ship down!" Anakin roared.

"You will be expelled from the Jedi order!" Obi-Wan felt he was getting angrier. He wasn't in the mood for a stubborn Padawan.

"I can't leave her!"

His apprentice still seemed to be ready to jump out the ship. Damned Padawan. Obi-Wan decided to use another way.

"Come back to your senses!" he yelled, "what would Padmé have done if she had been in this situation?" Finally he was getting response. Anakinlooked away, a little ashamed and took a deep breath.

"She would have done her duty," he said, barely hearable above the sound of the motors.

Obi-Wan said nothing. Because of his own-, and Anakin's anger his connection with the Force had faltered. His chest and back hurt again. He inhaled deeply and centered himself. He let his anger and pain go into the Force. Anakin didn't do the same.

Dooku had entered a base in one of the caves. Their own battleship landed at the entrance, ready to take off again. Obi-Wan jumped off, his saber activated and ran inside, Anakin was on his heels. He heard a faint explosion behind him as he ran. The battleship had been destroyed.

Inside it was silent, too silent. It felt like the battle outside hadn't reached the place yet. It would soon enough, Obi-Wan thought.

Dooku stood in the middle of the cave, almost disappearing in the shadows. He turned around at the sounds of theirfootsteps.

"You're gonna pay for all the Jedi you have killed today, Dooku," Anakin said, his voice surprisingly calm. Obi-Wan could feel the struggle of his Padawan to keep his voice in check.

"We take him together", he instructed, "you go slowly on the left…"

But as always, Anakin didn't listen.

"I'll take him now!" he yelled as his control broke and jumped forward, all calmness left behind.

"No, Anakin, NO!" Obi-Wan yelled, although he knew it had no use. Dooku rose his hand and blue lightning lit the cave, hitting Anakin, who was blown against the wall and fell unconscious. Obi-Wan's eyes narrowed as he felt the pain through their bond and he rose his saber. He started to circle around the Sith.

"As you can see, my Jedi-powers are far beyond yours," the count said. Lightning erupted out of his hand. Obi-Wan caught it on his lightsaber, which absorbed the energy. It took a lot of effort to keep holding it with one hand, but he managed.

"I don't think so," he said.

Obi-Wan let the count attack first. He was powerful. Obi-Wan felt the strikes through his whole arm as he parried the red saber. Slowly Dooku drovehim backward, trying to get him trapped against the wall. Obi-Wan suddenly attacked, surprising the count, who gave an opening. Obi-Wan sneaked through it, now trapping the count.

The slashes became quicker and harder. Obi-Wan needed both hands to block the powerful strikes of his opponent. His chest was aching, but he ignored the pain.

Suddenly they both backed off. Slowly they circled around, both catching there breath and carefully watching the other.

"I'm a little disappointed, my friend," Dooku said. "I would have expected better from my grand-Padawan."

Obi-Wan didn't respond. He searched for an opening, a sign Dooku wasn't paying attention.

"He always spoke very highly of you," the count continued. "It's a shame that in the end, you weren't good enough."

Obi-Wan stiffened and he breathed quicker, but still said nothing.

"That in the end you weren't fast enough," Dooku sighed dramatically, looking sad for a moment, "maybe he then would have been alive…"

Obi-Wan narrowed his eyes. "Shut up," he hissed. He didn't care if Dooku insulted him. But the fake sadness in the Sith eyes… He inhaled deeply and struggled to release his anger.

"You have to understand, Obi-Wan, that it wasn't Darth Maul who killed your Master and my Padawan."

They had stopped circling. Obi-Wan stared intensely at Dooku, his hand tight around his saber. Anger leads to hate… Yoda's words fluttered in his mind. Once again the old master seemed to be right.

"It's sad for my former Padawan both his own apprentices turned out to be failures."

It was enough. Obi-Wan launched himself at the count. He changed his form into form IV, the form he had used against Maul, far more aggressive. He forced Dooku to defense, every strike harder and faster then the previous one. He aimed at the count's head, and before Dooku could react he swung at his waist. In one fluent motion his saber was going upwards, almost knocking the red saber out of the count's hands. He barely managed to hold it and stumbled backwards. In the beginning Dooku's eyes had shone with triumph that he had managed to let the calm Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobiattacking him in rage, but when Obi-Wan drove him further and further, not giving him any way to counterstrike or escape his blows, the triumph made place for fear.

The count suddenly attacked, opening himself completely. Obi-Wan was a little taken of, so Dooku locked his blade with his own.

For a moment they stared into each others eyes, red meeting cold blue. Then Obi-Wan whirled his saber around, cutting of Dooku's in the progress. The count fell on his knees and looked up fearfully. Obi-Wan placed his saber at the count's throat.

It was suddenly very quiet. The battle outside still hadn't reached the place. The only things Obi-Wan heard were his own heartbeat, his and Dooku's panting and the hum of his lightsaber. One movement with his wrist and the count was dead. It would stop the war before it even begun.

But when Obi-Wan looked down at the man before him, he saw nothing more then that, an old man. His anger had faded, leaving him exhausted behind.

"Are you going to kill me, grand-Padawan?" Somehow the count still had some dignity in his voice.

Obi-Wan looked at his Master's master for another second. Then he deactivated his saber.

"You're not worth it," he said. He suddenly felt disgusted and he turned around, not able to face the count any longer. He looked at Anakin and saw his Padawan was conscious again, although he was still laying at the same place.

Obi-Wan walked towards him.

"Are you alright?" he softly asked.

The warning from the Force and Anakin's desperate "Watch out!" came at the same moment.

Obi-Wan spun around, his lightsaber activated again. He wasn't fast enough.

The Sith-lightning hit him in his chest and blew him against the wall. Pain exploded through his hole body as he fell on the ground. Barely able to think, he thought he saw a blue glowing Qui-Gon standing in the shadows. Obi-Wan's mouth formed the word Master, before his head hit the ground and anything went black.

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Anakin hadn't been unconscious for very long, but his body still wasn't working due to the electricity. He had to watch Obi-Wan fight Dooku without being able to help. He hated that. As always, Obi-Wan had been right, he did need him. Dooku was strong and quick and his master had to use all his defense abilities to block the red saber.

Anakin knew that was his master's specialty How many times had he sparred with him, unable to break through his master's fast parries? But he also knew his master wasn't in the best condition.

Obi-Wan was more then only tired of the battle in the Arena. They had gone through worse than that. Anakin was sure his master was hiding pain. Again.

He grunted his teeth and tried to move his legs. They still didn't respond. Damned lightning. How he hated not being able to help. First his mother, who luckily survived, then Padmé and now his master.

The two duelists had separated. They were both panting heavily and Anakin saw his master couldn't take much more. The problem was that his body still didn't respond to his orders.

Dooku started to talk. Anakin's eyes widened as he realized where the count was up to. And more important, he was succeeding. He had never seen his maser really angry, not in the way he was now. Obi-Wan was famous for his calmness and patience. But now he was attacking the count.

Anakin could do nothing but stare in wonder. Even when exhausted and furious, his master was still elegant. He moved like he was dancing instead of fighting. Anakin knew he himself would never have such a natural grace. It made him feel a bit jealous, but proud at the same time. Proud that Obi-Wan had wanted to become his master.

Suddenly the red blade disappeared and Dooku fell to his knees. Obi-Wan had disarmed him and had his saber placed at the count's throat.

Kill him! Anakin thought. That bastard deserved every bit of it. Because of him Padmé had almost been killed. Padmé. What if she was dead? No! he wouldn't think of that. He couldn't lose her, not after the joy of seeing his mother again.

He turned his attention at his master and wasn't surprised that Obi-Wan had deactivated his lightsaber. He was a Jedi after all. He wouldn't kill an unarmed man. Not that Anakin would have cared.

"You're not worth it," he heard his master voice say. There was no trace of anger in it anymore.

Obi-Wan turned around. His eyes met Anakin's and he walked toward him.

"Are you all right?"

Anakin only vaguely heard the soft voice. He was distracted by Dooku, who had stand up and had risen his hand.

"Watch out!" Anakin yelled as lightning erupted out the count's fingers.

His master turned around, but he was to late. The lightning blew him against the wall. The pain he felt through their bond made Anakin gasp for breath. Slowly it faded as Obi-Wan fell unconscious.

Dooku walked forward, an sad smile on his face. He didn't pay any attention to Anakin.

"Fool," he muttered as he looked down at Obi-Wan.

Anakin knew now he hated Dooku. He wasn't only angry, he really hated the count, with his damned smile and his damned lightning. He forced his body to move and got up. He Force-summoned his saber and ignited it.

"Don't you dare walking away," he yelled at Dooku, who had turned to leave.

"I assure you, we will fight another day," the count said without looking over his shoulder.

Anakin reached out with the Force and broke a part of the ceiling. He threw it at Dooku.

"We will fight now!" he roared.

The count sighed and stopped. "You won't win, my young friend," he said.

"Prove it," Anakin hissed and jumped forward.

His saber was met by a blue one. Obi-Wan's. Anakin hadn't seen Dooku taking it, but it made him even angrier. How dare that Sith use a Jedi-weapon?

He slashed at Dooku, his swings high and wide. The count easily parried them.

In the fight with Dooku Anakin discovered two important things.

One: he had still much to learn. He wasn't a match for the count and had underestimated him. It was logical, he was still an apprentice, but actually he had thought he could beat him. Obi-Wan maybe had needed him, but he needed his master even more.

That introduced point two: Obi-Wan was far better than Anakin had thought. Sure, Anakin knew his master was a brilliant fighter, he had been beaten by him almost thousand times, but he had won from his master, too. More then once, actually. He couldn't defeat Dooku, though, and Obi-Wan could, even when he was wounded. That meant Obi-Wan had been holding back or let him win.

The battle was raging, now. With both duelists attacking, it came down on pure strength. Sweat was stinging in Anakin's eyes and his arms felt like they stood on fire. They both were waiting for a mistake. And Anakin was the first to make one. Dooku used an easy trick, making Anakin to reach out to far, thus creating an opening on his right side. Dooku cut of his arm neatly just below his elbow.

Anakin first didn't feel the pain. He only stared at his arm for a while, surprised he suddenly couldn't feel his lightsaber anymore. Or his hand, for the matter.

Then he did feel it and wished he still hadn't. It burned. It burned like the suns of Tatooine, but even worse. He screamed.

Dooku Force-pushed him backwards and he hit the ground. Then blackness took over.

A/N I'm not quit sure how to continue. Any suggestions?