AN: Obi-Wan is seriously out of character in this, but he just witnessed the decapitated body of the woman he once loved, and his best friend dying in his arms by his former padawan. Sorry for the late update but I am extremely busy with Pharmacy College Admission Tests that are just around the corner. Grammar is obviously not perfect. I don't have a beta, English is my second language, and I am a science major. Refer to chapter 1 Author's Notes for details on how this universe differs from canon.

Extinguishing of the Last Light

Chapter 2: Means to an End

C3PO was blasted into the wall with a Force Push before he could even begin to object as Obi-Wan stormed into Senator Amidala's apartment. Obi-Wan knew Anakin and the senator were closer than just friends. He had turned a blind eye to it to prevent Anakin from becoming even more rebellious than he already was, and he did not desire the Council to find out about it. The Force guided him here; it was the quickest way to his former padawan, but he was shocked when he stood in front of his friend.

Padmé Amidala and Obi-Wan have been friends since the Naboo Crisis. They had regularly commed each other, and kept in contact whenever they could. He was the wise friend who she could bounce ideas off him. Ever since the assassination attempt on her life, they had become closer. Due to time constraints of the Clone Wars, they have not had the time to see each other for many months. They approached each other for advice and were each other's confidante. But when he looked upon the pregnant belly of his so called friend, he felt betrayed once again by another trusted being in his life. I trusted implicitly; obviously she did not. What kind of a friendship is this?

"Is that Anakin's," he demanded, while he cut off anything Padmé could say.

She sheepishly averted her gaze from her closest friend's eyes. "Yes. I wanted to tell you Obi-Wan but…"

Obi-Wan snorted. "Apparently, I cannot be trusted enough with anything with a minute factor of importance." He shook his head in disgust. "I knew you two were closer than either of you let on, but Force Padmé, what the hell were you thinking? I kept my silence because I thought you were smart enough to protect both of yourselves from something like this. I guess this friendship wasn't what I envisioned it to be; nothing more than a sham if you can keep something this important that affects all of us from me."

"Obi, it's not like that!" Padmé pleaded. "It's just… I'm sorry." Tears were pooling on the edges of her deep brown eyes. She whispered in a confessional tone, "We're married."

"Where is Anakin?" Obi-Wan asked cooly.

"Why Obi-Wan, is something wrong? He was just here not too long ago saying the most horrible things. He said the Jedi were traitors. What's going on?"

"Jedi, the traitors?" Obi-Wan roared in outrage. "What kind of bantha shit is this? I just came from the temple Padmé. Everyone was murdered. Knights, healers, and even the younglings," he stated as he paced wildly. Emotions were rolling off him and it was palpable. "Your husband, my former padawan, destroyed the temple. He murdered everyone in it." Obi-Wan's eyes were blazing, and the grey was swirling in a stormy fashion. Hints of yellow were at the edges, threatening to encroach upon the grey-blue that the colors of his eyes usually held.

"No, no, that cannot be possible! Anakin is a good man. He wouldn't do this. There must be some kind of mistake," Padmé continued to babble on about his innocence when Obi-Wan cut her off.

Obi-Wan slammed his fist down on the coffee table between the two of them. "Wake up Padmé! Stop being a fool! Anakin is more than capable of doing this. He could lie to me in my face, someone who has mentored him for 19 years! There is also the fact that I saw him kill younglings and little babies! I have the security recordings!"

"He wouldn't do that! They must be faked, forged, or something!"

Obi-Wan grabbed Padmé by the arm. She winced at the pressure he was applying but she couldn't do anything in the state Obi-Wan was in. He dug in his pocket after he dragged Padmé to the holoimager. He jammed a data chip into the system and the images had begun to flow. Anakin was leading the clone troopers on the siege of the temple. He had just cut down the guardians when Obi-Wan began his running commentary. "That was Aralah Nooram and Walias Varm, guardians of the temple. I trained with them many times as a padawan when it came dueling with the lightsaber. I even introduced Anakin to them so he could gain valuable practice partners." Padmé stared in horror as her husband continued to kill the padawans and remaining Jedi at the entry hall. "These are people I consider family; people who considered Anakin family. And he rewards them all but murdering them without a second thought."

"This can't be happening…" Padmé trailed off as she tried to close her eyes to block the images.

"Stop being an idiot Padmé!" He yelled in her face. "Open your eyes. You do not get to hide from this. I had to watch this feed of your husband murdering like the scum he is and see the corpses first hand!" He flicked his hand upwards and forced her eyelids open with the use of the Force. "See that child? Her name was Ilya Yaris. I took care of her when I volunteered at the crèche since she was two. Whenever I would visit the temple, I would make sure to visit her. After the war, I was going to take her as a padawan, but your blasted husband just cut her down like cattle. See that boy your husband just slashed across the throat? That was her best friend Krasin Calad. You never saw one without the other; they were inseparable, and they would get into such mischief together." Angry tears streamed down Obi-Wan's face. He continued to describe everyone he recognized as the security feed kept playing. It added a new factor to the horror Padmé was witnessing visually as personal experiences were factored in with the horror of Anakin's actions.

Padmé was crying uncontrollably. Tears continued to streak down her face as Anakin chopped off a head of a blonde female that looked to be a Jedi Knight. "That was Siri Tachi. Did you know she was one of my best friends Padmé?" He asked solemnly. Then in the quietest of whispers which Padmé had to strain to hear, Obi-Wan admitted something she never expected from the ever steady Jedi. "I was in love with her once. When we were Padawans, we had fallen in love. Swimming, sparring, eating, meditating, we did everything witch each other. We laughed we cried, talked and yearned… but we decided that becoming full Jedis, we would serve a greater purpose than to ourselves. We broke it off and remained close friends…"

She couldn't believe it. Obi-Wan was in love with someone? He was the embodiment of the perfect Jedi who followed their ways so strictly all the time. How could he have loved someone? I never expected this from him… She remembered the childish crush she had on him during the ordeal with the Trade Federation. When she met him again in person after 10 years instead of just through comms through the holonet, he had been so professional and reserved in person. She knew he would never falter from the Jedi Code of forming attachments. They had a friendship that she cherished but she would never expect Obi-Wan to stray from the strict way of the Jedi. He was so dedicated to his duty…

She was interrupted from her thought process when Obi-Wan yielded his most inner desire out into the open. "I wish I told her I loved her. It isn't the same kind of love as when we were younger, but I cherished her as a person. She was an important person in my life… just like Bant was," he pointed to the female Mon Calamarian who Anakin had just viciously slashed. "She was even closer to me than Siri. We grew up together since the crèche; a sister all but in blood." Obi-Wan trailed off as he continued to stare into the holoimages as Anakin proceeded to cut down the younglings heartlessly.

The security feed eventually played to the point where Obi-Wan was recorded holding his dying friend in his arms as he was crouched down on his knees. The picture showed Obi-Wan as he rocked his friend Bant back and forth while tears dripped down his face on to his friend. "She died in my arms," Obi-Wan croaked out in a quiet voice.

Padmé had run out of tears but dry sobs continued to wrack her body. How could Anakin do this? Murder with no remorse, betray the Jedi, and hurt Obi-Wan to this extent; what could have driven him to this point? "Obi… I – I'm so sorry…" She tried to reach out to him to bring him into a hug, but he drew away from her.

"Where is Anakin? If you are my friend Padmé you will tell me." His eyes were firm once more as yellow, blue and grey swirled like mercury. She gathered from his piercing gaze that he was desperate for this information.

"Are you going to kill him?" She asked in a deathly quiet whisper.

Obi-Wan stared coldly at her. "Yes."

Padmé sobbed into her hands. "He's my husband, father of my children, and the person I love. I just find it impossible to believe he turned completely evil…"

He stood up abruptly and bellowed "Are you calling me a liar? Are you putting me on the same level as your delusional husband? That my words are just as meaningless as his false claims?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that! Obi, I just…"

"Just tell me where to find him Padmé"

She averted her gaze from his eyes and looked down at her hands. "I can't…"

"I guess you are a traitor too, just like your worthless husband." He pulled out his lightsaber and ignited his blade and the blue hue bathed the room. "So, what do we do now?" The hum of the saber was constant in the background and the occasional crackling sent a shiver of fear down Padmé's spine, but Obi-Wan continued regardless of what she was feeling. "I don't know if it will make up for it, but how does a trade sound? Your kriffing husband murdered hundreds of babies and younglings. Would the death of his own child make things right?"

Padmé's head whipped up from her hands to stare at Obi-Wan. Had she heard correctly? Obi-Wan was threatening her unborn child? She stared into his eyes and noticed the yellow back in full force, so similar to her husband earlier. The madness was clearly evident and his anger was rolling off him. He brought his lightsaber dangerously close to her stomach. All she could do was rigidly freeze instantly.

"This seems to be the only way to make him pay Padmé. His child dead just like all those who fell to his blade."

"Obi… please…"

"I'm giving you a choice Padmé. Someone has to pay for his crimes, and there is no way I am going to let him go scotch free." He challenged her with his eyes to doubt his position. "Tell me where he is or I will cut out your child," Obi-Wan stated in a tone that was dripping with malice.

Padmé just stared on in shock. How did things come to this? Obi-Wan, how much are you hurting… She knew that he was in a tremendous amount of pain; she clearly observed it in his eyes. It was just like Anakin when he lost his mother, but unlike him, he hadn't gone on a mad rampage killing everything in sight. He is just trying to right this incredible crime… maybe…

"Obi-Wan… I know you are hurting. I can see it in your eyes." Her eyes met his in an unending stare. "If I show you where he is, could you let me try to talk to him first? I know he can be brought back without violence." Well, I hope that is true. Padmé knew she sounded more confident than she actually believed.

Obi-Wan saw his out. She had offered him an easy way to find his blasted target. He sensed it would be easier just to agree. The sooner she led him to the traitor, the sooner he would have his head. "Okay Padmé. But if it is dangerous at all for you, I am stepping in." There, that's something she would expect me to say. The lightsaber was turned off and the looming threat of violence inside the apartment dissipated.

Padmé walked with purpose over to her comm unit. "Captain Typho, will you prepare my personal cruiser for takeoff? No, it will be for Master Kenobi and myself only. Thank you." She motioned to Obi-Wan to follow her, and he did right after he put up his hood. Padmé noticed C3P0 lying o nthe floor against the wall, crushed as if he was destroyed with blunt trauma. She cringed at the thought of how enraged Obi-Wan must have been. It could have been me, she thought but then snorted; it almost was. She recalled his threat against her baby, and knew he was not someone to be trifled with. She had to try and save Anakin for both of the Jedi's sake. She glanced back at his eyes and saw that while the yellow in his eyes had receded compared to just a moment before, it was still firmly entrenched in the far edges of his stormy, blue-grey of his eyes.

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Holy crap, sorry for the late update. I have been accepted into pharmacy school people! YAY! I can breathe a little easier, but until this term is done with, I am hard pressed for time to actually write stuff. It doesn't help that I keep getting distracted by other story ideas in my head. (I am embarking on a HP/LOTR crossover, but have plans for Bourne Trilogy crossover with Alcatraz TV show, and hopefully an X-men 1st class crossover with Harry Potter. But I digress)

I hope you enjoy this chapter. I tried to make it a decent length and proof read it to the best of my abilities. My writing for all my stories will probably pick back up in May when school is finished.