Hey guys sorry for such a long update wait. I've just moved so i've had no internet and its been extremly chotic. also i've been suffering from food poisining for about 3 or 4 days so sorry about that. So for a treat i'm putting THREE, you heard me right THREE CHAPTERS on today to make up for it. Thanx again to all those who have supported me over the time of me writting this. Luv you guys

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Chapter 15: Into the forest

After Anakin left the room Obi Wan let his head lift, facing the closed door that had given him much hope of it being Satine and stood up. He felt the continuous tears flow down his cheek and wiped them away using the back of his robe and straightened himself up.

'Come and get it'

'And I will' Obi Wan thought to himself as he walked over to the balcony where only a few hours ago Satine had been kidnapped from. He searched round on the balcony for some sort of clue, a sign that could lead him to her in order to save her from some unknown being. On the floor by the slick of blood a strand of blonde hair shining in the light caught the corner of his eye. He moved over and picked it up, letting it run through his fingers as the softness richly hit him. He carefully sat himself onto the floor letting himself build the force around him and let him go into his thoughts.

A dark room surrounded him; each corner filled his lungs as he looked round the room. The shackles hung against the wall, the rust building onto the chains. The plunking of water echoed round him, as nothing seemed normal. The screams of a young woman sound all around him, each pain she felt, and he felt as he saw the woman thrown into the room. He noticed the woman's attire, a simple light blue nightdress, and the length of it half way between her ankles and her knees; the bottom of it was ragged and wrecked. "SATINE" Obi Wan shouted out, reaching for the young woman's hand as the scene became dark and slowly transferred into a new scene. The new scene was a forest. The same forest from his dream. Each twig, each fallen leaf looked the same as the dream. But instead of Satine, there was a simple pond; the shimmering ripples spinning round in the moonlight. He moved towards it, letting his feet crush the twigs underneath his feet. He saw his reflection look back at him, his beard neatly trimmed, the pale complexion and the musky cream coloured robes neatly organised on his chest. The water continued to ripple and in the centre it began to swirl into writing.

'Come to me Master Kenobi. Find her tonight.' The simple writing blew his mind as the scene began to fade and come back to each sense.

Obi Wan opened his eyes, the forest still gleaming into his eyes, the image of Satine being thrown into the room, the screams still echoing round in his head. He couldn't let that happen. He stood up again and dusted of his robes, he looked round the room, embracing each smell of Satine.

"Sorry Anakin" he said sending a message through their bond. 'Don't follow me'. There he stood on the balcony edge and jumped into the garden.

Anakin snapped his eyes open; the strange sense of pancakes filled his nose as he glided down the stairs of his room towards the smell. Each smell made his mouth water with anticipation as he passed Bail Organa.

"Senator" he said bowing in respect.

"Master Skywalker, how are you?" Bail asked him, bowing as he greeted him.

"Well I've left Obi Wan on his own. He's probably still crying" Anakin said looking down towards his feet.

"Well why don't you invite Master Kenobi to join us for lunch. He had no breakfast this morning so he must be famished"

Anakin nodded and made his way to Obi Wan's room, letting Bail make his way to the dining hall. Each footstep made an awkward echo that surrounded him as he came outside Satine's room.

"Sorry Anakin" a voice said from the room as he heard footsteps sound round the room. 'Don't follow me'. The message came through their bond quick and snappy as Anakin burst into the room to see just the fluttering of the curtains as the wind blew through the room and the crunches from the garden sounding through his ears.

"Obi Wan what have you done?"

He ran through the forest, each twig crunching beneath his feet, a few snagging his cheeks drawing blood from them. His robes were now covered in dirt and twigs as the wind blew through his hair. He began to slow down as he came to the centre of the forest, the light flowing in through the trees as well as the rain that had begun to fall around him. He noticed the small pond from his vision and walked over. The rain dripped down his hair, slowly sliding down his cheek. Another crack of a twig sent Obi Wan turning round to be faced with a shadow. A shadow that came closer and closer until he saw bare feet come into the light. They were smooth and sleek, the sound of a flowing nightdress sounded in his ears as the shadow came from the darkness.

"Satine is that you?" Obi Wan asked the shadow turning his head to the shadow.

There was no answer so he moved closer to the shadow, fingering his lightsaber through his fingers.

"Obi, oh Obi" the woman said, her voice sounding full of emotion.

Obi Wan turned his back to her, his eyes filling with tears from happiness and his heart pumping for joy.

"Satine, I'm so glad your ok" Obi Wan said, sighing with relief. He turned around again to see Satine behind him; her blonde hair in tangles, sticks and leaves laced it as she kept her head bowed. He felt her warm hand run across his shoulder and across his chest as he pulled a twig from her hair, still in full happiness. He let his hand rest on her shoulder but she pulled away from him and turned her back to him.

"Satine, are you ok?" Obi Wan asked, his voice filled with concern.

Satine took a while to answer and took in a small breath.

"Oh I'm fine Master Kenobi. But it is you who should worry" Satine's voice seemed creepy and filled with a tinge of evil. Nothing like her own voice. The sweetness had gone, replaced by a cold hard replica of Pre Viszla's voice. 'This is sounding familiar' Obi Wan thought to himself as he watched Satine turn round slowly again, her ragged dress swirling round her ankles, he looked into her usually heavenly icy blue eyes that sent him spiralling into a haven of his own that now red, tinged with rays of yellow. The eyes punctured his heart as she came closer towards him and gave him a un-Satine like smile, as she bared her teeth at him. The sky began to cry; each drop of water that hit him left him paralysed.

"Who are you?" he asked, withdrawing his sabre and pointing it towards the replica of Satine.

"Your worst nightmare" was her simple answer. Then she let out a huge blast of force lightning, the red zooming towards Obi Wan giving him no time to react. He felt it encase round him in a painful bubble as it surged through his veins. Then it all went black.

CLIFF HANGER AGAIN!