Guest: Yes qui Gon's apprentices name is Xantos not Xantise but I am going to use Xantise for the sake of my own convenience.
Mouse: Yes, yes indeed their are many plot holes but they will be filled in as the story progresses. All will be revealed:P
Jedi Master Misty and SwemanD47: about the n's, yes Anakin in the cannon never speaks like that and even in this story he doesn't speak like that only thinks like that. The n's are like an emotion radar when Anakin gets nervous he starts tripping over his thoughts. I did that on purpose to show what a jumble Anakin is after leaving his Mom.
Jedi Knight Kat: your rating is making this author blush:) You are too kind!
This author in advance apologizes for the abuse of characters:) if anyone thinks my story should be rated T and not K+ because of violence in future chapters do tell me:)
Ch7
Kenobi was too cooperative for my liking if he does have something up his sleeve I will burn his hand off before removing the sleeve to see his cards. He stood waiting he could feel the stink his Masters signature left in the force moving closer. It wouldn't be there much longer if he had a say in it.
The audible gasps of the Naboo guard brought a smile to his face he could feel their fear. He basked in it. The two Jedi stayed to take him on, the Naboo guard with Kenobi in the lead ran past. What a waste, these Jedi were foolish and weak, not even sensing another dark presence and sending only two Jedi when many more could be sent. But what's this? Anger gripped him.
"Looks like you've replaced me Master." He dropped his cloak standing in the famous Makashi style.
"Xantise!" the shock that registered on Qui Gon's face was priceless. "I have not replaced you, you left." It was hard to miss the defensiveness in Qui Gon's voice.
The Padawan's black hair angered him. How dare Qui Gon replace him with a look alike! How dare he forget!
"I'll kill you old man," he lunged aiming for the heart. His Master doubly flipped in the famous Ataru stance while the padawan lunged taking the Sho-Chii form.
"It's not too late Xantise," Qui Gon pleaded. "Return, heal." Blocking and doing a spin kick which Xantise evaded.
"Heal? Oh how I waited for this day! There is no healing for what you've done to me! Do you remember what you did to my father? Do you remember how you killed him in cold blood?" He brought his blade down on the padawan who parried it.
"He was corrupt! You knew it!" Qui Gon yelled.
"Couldn't you have brought him to the temple for healing?" He snarled and slowly backed toward the generator room. "Maybe you could have brought him to the light as well!" He kicked the padawan in the gut and parried a strike.
"You know what you're saying are lies come to your senses." Qui Gon Yelled, "Fight it! Don't let the darkness take you! He sent another barrage of light saber strikes at Xantise.
How dare he! They were in the generator core he was backing away to the main reactor it was perfect when he would shove Qui Gon down the shaft he would be instantly
disintegrated no body left for burial. "Are you saying the council was in its right senses when it sent me to kill my own father master?" He yelled new hatred coursing through his veins from the evoked memory. "What darkness there is was brought on by them." He shoved his master parrying the blow from the padawan.
"You know I never approved of this!" Qui Gon yelled pleadingly.
"You went along with it, you could have argued like you did for all your other pathetic life forms master." He yelled over the noise of the humming purple pink generators. "Or was I not worth even that much to you?"
He suddenly broke off running, kicking his master full force in the gut first.
The pink screen's to the generator Core opened. The padawan rushed after him. The last screen slammed shut on Qui Gon, he was seconds too late.
A new idea formed in Xantise's mind. Xantise grinned bearing down on the padawan who was obviously a horrible duelist otherwise why was he still on Sho-Chii? Suddenly the blade lowered and a Makashi strike was executed!
He cursed under his breath the blade had very nearly grazed him catching him off guard and nearly forcing the duel.
He blocked and parried. This was no padawan in Makashi. He must have learned it for years!
He cursed and blocked twenty two second and the doors would open. Suddenly he dropped his saber. It would be a trick from cursed Kenobi's guide book.
The padawan stopped mid strike, but that was all he needed.
He called upon the force shooting lightning from both hands.
Then he grabbed his saber and cut at the side in such a manner as to let the padawan die as slowly and painfully as possible but fast enough that help wouldn't arrive in time. ah revenge was sweet!
Master! He had called me Master! I thought I had broken through to him but now I see the truth. His eyes were red he was beyond such things as redemption. The doors slid open he was laughing! Laughing like a maniac drunk on the darkness. Kai! No, No not him! It was me! Me he wanted. I attacked suddenly everything was hazy I could see red like a heat wave in a sandstorm.
The hurt the agony, I lunged parried attacked I lost myself in the fight blocking, parrying kicking. I sliced and smelt the burning of flesh I had wounded him!
He ran I sensed a great fear radiating from him. Was I that frightening? My body convulsed feeling sick from the darkness. I could taste it on my tongue, it was like the metallic taste of blood, sickening and nauseating.
"Master," Kai's weak but steady voice brought me back and preventing me from chasing Xantise. I had very nearly fallen!
I needed to save Kai not chase my lost apprentice!
"Kai No wait," I examined the wound. He was fading slowly but fast enough. He needed a doctor now! "Hold on Kai!"
"No, Master this is what I wanted." His voice trailed off.
I cradled his head. "Don't say things like that you need rest!" I tried to put him in a meditative trance but he stopped me.
"No Master, ever since," he closed his eyes in pain, "ever since she died, my Master Kor-la. She," he stuttered, "gave her life to save two children. I never understood why."
"You're delirious, rest and you'll be fine." I tried to silence him. Force we were both coming out of this alive, we had to! How could I explain another failure to the council!
"Not delirious, don't lie, I'm dying, you can sense that no trance will save me," he struggled with his words, "I began to question things after that. Was it right that she sacrificed herself? But at the same time condemned the future lives that she could have saved to death. Was she right?"
What was he saying the healers said he got over that! True he was attached slightly more like I was to Xantise but not this attached.
"I began to question other things as well," he choked, "love, attachment. No amount of meditating worked; I was turning Master, falling."
Oh force! He was dying from the inside! "Why? Why didn't you tell me?"
"When you took me, you said a Jedi is a servant of the light, I too believed that. My troubles were nothing compared to what others suffered." He moaned
"There were people to save there was no time for this. So much suffering to end, and you were always busy."
"Sometimes when I tried to meditate I would fear the death of others, watching my master die made me feel useless and weak. I would get angry, I tried to control it. In the mines I nearly turned!" He trailed off. "I'd rather die in the light then live in the darkness!"
"Why? The Jedi could have helped you! We could have healed you!"
"You don't understand," he said weekly," I didn't want to be healed. "The thoughts of love and attachment, they were too strong! I didn't want to lose them, but I wanted to be Jedi as well, there's nowhere else I could go…"he shuddered.
Oh Force me! It was my fault I should have been their! I was so determined to catch Xantise I left Kai behind! Kai he was there, always there, I treated him like a petty nuisance like a tag along! I did not spare him! I became that which I most feared my master! Dooku, suddenly I saw myself another Dooku using my padawan like bait, like a pawn like a saber like many other things but not a padawan, never that.
"Kai! I'm so sorry." I choked.
"No, is fine master, I can see it? Can you? Can you feel the warmth? The sense of belonging? It's a golden mist, so beautiful, so peaceful. Master?" his voice weakened, No No don't you die on me!
"I always wished, I was born normal, normal and had a family…Is that wrong master? Is it truly dark?" His words slurred he sighed "The song of the universe, can you hear it Master? It's it's-" and then his body went limp.
"It's not wrong," tears were sliding down my cheeks, like small rivers "no" I cradled him in my arms "it's not wrong, it's not wrong at all." Attachment love is this not what urged us to our duty are Jedi not servants to others for this very reason?
I stayed like this until the Queen came. The honor guard carried him out. He was a worthy padawan one wiser than his master. And greater in death then many Jedi would ever be in life.
No not Kaiiiii! Actually when I made him I already decided that he would be the one to die. I didn't expect to get so attached to him though! His death was unfortunately necessary. Reviews and constructive criticism are welcome:)
