Chapter 79 – Tatooine
Author's Note: Guess who makes an appearance here? ;)
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~ Amina Gila
"Sometimes I question my own sanity for bringing you with me!" Marr calls above the commotion, diving out of the way of incoming TIE fighters.
"Sometimes I question why you haven't made that hyperspace jump yet!" Anastasia yells back.
"Sometimes I question if you know anything about ships!" The navicomputer finally finishes setting the coordinates, and he flips the lever, streaking away into hyperspace.
"Took you long enough," Anastasia chirps.
"You were failing to shoot back," he retaliates. It's weird fighting alongside her like this. They just... didn't. They lived together for years but never fought like this constantly in a battle before. It's nicer than he cares to admit having her here, but he misses Vizma and Bo. He misses them so much, and he doesn't know when he'll see them again. They're okay because he would know if they weren't, but he wishes he could just know.
The Ghost crew misses Vizma too, but Anastasia has fit right in with them. She seems best friends with Zeb – probably because they're both child adults – but she's pretty close with Sabine and Ezra. Marr personally thinks she just gives Kanan and Hera a headache.
In the meantime, Marr has thrown all his efforts into building up the Rebellion, preparing for their strike. They've gained a lot, but it's still not enough.
(He misses Anakin. When will he ever be able to see him again? That moment on Malachor occupies his thoughts constantly. It's been months since, but he remembers it as vividly as ever. He won't rest until Sidious is gone, and Vader is free.)
A light flashes on the control panel, and Marr reaches down, answering the incoming call.
A hologram of Kanan and Ezra appears, and the tense looks on their faces instantly puts Marr on edge.
"What catastrophe is it this time?" Anastasia queries flippantly.
"Marr, it's Maul," Kanan replies, "He attacked the Ghost, and he's holding everyone hostage. Ezra and I aren't there right now, but he demands that we turn over that Sith holocron from Malachor."
What?!
He's threatening –
Marr has no idea what he wants with it, but he does not appreciate this one bit. Maul will not get away with threatening his family again. What would he want with the holocron? There's only one way to find out. He doesn't like the sound of it. "I'll get over there immediately. Where's the rendezvous point?" Because he highly doubts it's with the fleet.
Ezra sends them over, and he immediately programs them in.
"Are you gonna give it to him?" Ezra asks.
"We should kill him," Anastasia replies flatly.
"First I'll find out what he wants with it," Marr declares. He's almost tempted to do what she's saying, but... he doesn't know what's stopping him. Whatever stopped him the last time, perhaps.
"Whatever it is, it can't be anything good," Kanan frowns.
Marr nods. "I know. I'll... handle him." He's admittedly surprised Maul would come back, knowing how easily he could be beaten. Clearly, he wants something very badly, so Marr supposes it makes sense why he would try taking hostages. Whatever it is, they will have some... words.
**w**
The meeting spot is in the middle of space, away from any reinforcements. "Wait with the ship," Marr instructs, standing. If this is going to turn into a fight, he's more than ready to deal with it. Maul is threatening his family,and Mandalorians do not take kindly to that. "If I need backup, you'll know when to come in."
Anastasia nods, though she looks most unhappy. He can't blame her. Maul killed their father, and neither of them will forget it. And Anastasia was right there when it happened. He can't even imagine that. He strides out of the ship, to see Maul waiting, looking the perfect picture of calm. "I'll show up right before you get yourself killed," Anastasia calls after him.
"Always with the confidence," he grumbles, though there's little humor in it, as he heads away from the ship.
Maul is waiting right outside. "Welcome, my former apprentice."
"Spare me the pleasantries," Marr snaps, "Where are my friends?"
"They are my guests and will remain there until our business is concluded."
He glares him down. "Release them now."
Maul looks unimpressed. "I have no reason to harm them, unless you try something."
"Very well," he replies, lowly, "But remember that if you do, I will not spare you a second time." He turns, stalking past him into the ship. They stop briefly to make sure Hera, Zeb, and Sabine are actually okay, before he follows Maul to another room.
"The threats are unnecessary," he replies calmly, withdrawing a Jedi holocron. "I kept my end of the bargain. Keep yours."
"Where did you get that?" Marr demands.
"It belonged to your friend," Maul replies flippantly, "We need both for what we are going to do."
"What are we doing?" Warily he withdraws the Sith holocron, handing it over.
"I doubt you comprehend the power within your grasp. If we combine these, many questions we ask will be answered."
Wait – what?!
His first thought is how there's so many things he needs to know that could be answered, but on second thought, this is... It's extremely dangerous. It's unnatural. This isn't how things are meant to be. And it's worse that Maul is doing this, too, because who knows what he's going to ask? But Marr can't really back out of this, can he?
"What do you want to see?" he asks, warily.
"Hope."
... that's an odd thing, coming from him. Or maybe it isn't. He doesn't know. There's a far more human side to Maul that he only occasionally saw, so it's hard to say what he means by that.
"Then let's get started." He already knows what he wants to see, and maybe this is a mistake, but if it shows him what he needs to know, it might be worth it.
He opens the Jedi holocron as Maul opens the Sith one, the pink and blue of their lights combining together in the center. The light slowly bleeds a brilliant white, blinding him. The Force surges around them almost violently, feeling as though it's pulling him inwards, urging him to look.
And he does.
How do I destroy Sidious? he asks, desperately.
Images swim before his eyes, things he can hardly make sense of. There's Vader, he thinks, and a planet covered in lava. A world of sand, and he thinks he sees a boy. And there's a palace, surrounded by trees and forests, and a girl – is that Leia? It disappears too fast for him to tell, but suddenly he wonders if he should really be doing this.
It's not how things should be, and the Force is humming in warning. Or maybe that's only because of what Maul is seeing.
"Once something is known, it cannot be unknown," a voice warns, and he sees Revan. Probably because he was subconsciously reaching for him for guidance, and this deep in the Force, it was easy.
"Should I stop?" Marr asks.
"That choice is yours, but the dangers are great."
He's seen enough anyway, he thinks. The only hope is Vader and Leia and... who was that other person? He pulls back immediately, paying no mind to Maul's protests about staying focused. Marr finally jolts back to himself, the holocrons falling to the floor between them.
He's expecting anger, but Maul stands immediately, a disturbing amount of glee in his eyes.
"What did you see?"
"What I sought for," the Sith replies, and his tone is way too malicious as he turns, heading for his waiting ship.
Marr doesn't wait, firing a tracker onto Maul's ship before he takes off. Now, he has a Sith to shadow.
**w**
Of all the places Marr may have expected Maul to go, Tatooine was not one of them. Why would he go there? It's nothing but a crime-filled dustbowl. Okay, so it's the kind of place Maul would really like. But Marr thinks there's more to it than that. He's here for something, and... Hopefully, Marr isn't just wasting his time, like if Maul is hunting for one of his criminal buddies or something.
He lands his ship not far from Maul's, but keeps it out of sight, climbing out and going in search of the Sith. This place... It looks so much like what he saw in his vision. A world of sand and a boy. He has no idea who the boy could be, though.
There's something... Something that's been nagging at the back of his mind from the moment he came here. Something familiar though he can't place what. Is there a connection between the two?
Marr can only be grateful for his armor, because he can feel the heat even through that. Maul definitely cannot be having fun. Good.
He's been out here since morning, and it's already dark out by now. He circled back to their ships once, just to make sure, only to discover that both ships were totally destroyed by either Tuskens or Jawas. Maybe both.
Great.
Now he doesn't have a way to get off-planet.
He'll have to find a way later, after he figures out what Maul is up to. Marr still has credits with him, which will work as long as no one realizes he's a wanted criminal.
It's long after dark, and from his vantage point on top of a sand dune, he can see far. And that's when he spots it. Way off the in distance, he can see lightsabers. Blue against red.
There's a Jedi here?
Wait...
There's only one Jedi Maul ever wanted to find, and –
Marr doesn't wait. He activates his jetpack, streaking through the air toward the duel. Even from up here, he recognizes the figure, and it hits him with such force he almost could've forgotten to keep control of his jetpack.
Obi-Wan.
For a moment, all Marr can do is stare, because –
Obi-Wan is alive. His master, he's – Alive and right down on the ground in front of him. He looks older, but he's still unmistakably him. He's only half-sure he isn't dreaming right now. All this time and Maul was right.
Maul who is... trying to kill Obi-Wan right now.
Marr drops to the ground, blasting Maul back with the Force. The Sith is too caught off-guard, and goes flying, landing face first into a sand-dune a short distance away.
"Obi-Wan," Marr breaths, shakily, turning to face him. He reaches up, slipping his helmet off, setting it on the ground.
"Theseus?" It comes out almost disbelievingly, and something in him snaps at the sound of the voice. He's the last person of Marr's former family, and in some ways, he saw him as a father figure of sorts.
Marr doesn't wait, closing the distance between them, wrapping his arms tightly around him. Marr would have done the same with Anakin, had he known what to expect. But Vader had been... decidedly unstable, so asking first was probably the wisest choice. Obi-Wan returns it with unexpected fierceness. It's the first time they've actually done this, not counting carrying each other on the battlefield. It's never been a part of their relationship, but now, now...
It's been so long since they last saw each other, another lifetime. The last battle they fought together was that day that Ahsoka came back. And now it's her he's known for years while Obi-Wan was gone. In truth, he'd long since given up hope that he would ever see him again, or maybe it was simply too painful to think about, because he didn't want to hear otherwise. He'd asked Vader, and he had dodged the question for some reason. Does he know...?
The sound of a lightsaber activating behind them snaps Marr back to the present. Why does Maul have to ruin the moment?
"You know you'll lose this," Marr warns, turning around, aiming his blaster.
"I will have my revenge," Maul spits.
"Revenge at the expense of your life? Is it worth that?" He can't exactly blame him for being so angry with Obi-Wan, but seriously, after so many years, wouldn't he have found better things to do with his time?
Maul glares at him, and Marr thinks the only thing that keeps him from backing down is his pride. Why must be Sith be so stubborn sometimes? There's only one way he can see this ending without a fight, and he can't say why he even cares about that.
"You said you wanted revenge on Sidious," Marr continues. He doesn't know where this idea is suddenly coming from, but it's perfect. If he could use Maul's resources against the Empire, the Rebellion would have everything they need. "I can give you that. And you'll gain more than that from it too."
The Zabrak's eyes narrow. "I told you that time is past."
"You haven't heard me out yet. We can discuss this later. Unless you'd prefer to throw away everything here and now." It's the last offer he'll give.
"I will have my revenge," Maul promises angrily before he turns and stalks off, disappearing into the desert. He might come back, but they'll be ready. Marr will find a way to get into contact with Maul later to discuss his plans; now, it's time to reunite with Obi-Wan.
**w**
For a moment, neither of them moves. All Obi-Wan can do is stare at the no-longer-boy in front of him. The last time he saw Theseus was seventeen years ago. He hadn't even been an adult yet. And here he is now, fully grown, almost unrecognizable, and looks every bit a Mandalorian.
And he's alive. Force, he's alive.
He thought about him often – though not nearly as much as he thinks about Anakin – wondering occasionally what had happened. Sometimes it was easier not to think, to just accept that he was probably gone like everyone else. Even if he wasn't, it was unlikely they would ever meet again if they had to live in hiding anyway.
But now he's here. Unexpectedly, too, and Obi-Wan finds that he suddenly doesn't know what to say. From the looks of it, Theseus is just as speechless.
He doesn't know what to think of what he was saying to Maul, either, almost as though he knew him. And what's this he was saying about Sidious?
"Maul claimed otherwise, but I thought you were..." Theseus trails off.
Why does he seem to know Maul so well? What happened on Mandalore? "I thought the same about you," Obi-Wan admits. Never did he expect to meet his second apprentice like this – or ever again, really. He missed him, of course, but he long since accepted that Theseus was a part of the past. Now that he's here standing in front of him, it doesn't feel real. Seeing him here and now reminds Obi-Wan painfully of those days when Anakin was still here, when all three of them were together. "We should go somewhere less in the open to talk," Obi-Wan decides, finally, "I can take you to my home."
"You live here?" Theseus asks, almost rhetorically, following him across the sand. They're not far from his hut, though Obi-Wan still isn't sure how Maul was able to track him here.
"I do," Obi-Wan confirms, as they reach his hut, stepping inside. He motions for Theseus to sit down.
"This isn't... exactly the kind of place I would have expected you to live in," he comments dryly, throwing a look around.
"What else were you expecting?"
"I don't know. Something more – how in the name of the Force do you still keep your boots shiny?"
An unexpected chuckle escapes him. "There is little else to do in this desert, is there?"
"Why are you hiding out here?" he asks. "Is this where you've been all this time?"
"I had to find somewhere to lay low," Obi-Wan replies. He can't tell him the real reason he's here, at least not right now. "What happened to you?"
"Ahsoka and I were in hyperspace when it happened," Theseus replies, an almost distant look on his face, "Rex was able to warn us right before he lost control. We took his chip out and escaped, but the whole cruiser came down, and... everyone died. We already let Maul out as a distraction, so he escaped too."
"You two seem... well aquatinted," Obi-Wan comments.
Theseus grimaces for some reason, an almost childish not-quite-guilty look on his face. "You have no idea."
He raises an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Well, I... wanted to learn more about the Force," he begins, slowly, almost cautiously.
Wait – wait – "What?" Obi-Wan demands, "What did you do?"
"I learned a lot more about the Dark Side," he admits almost grudgingly.
He cannot be serious. Obi-Wan was never happy with Theseus' fascination with the Dark Side but so long as he didn't delve too heavily into it, Obi-Wan just did his best to discourage it as much as he could. But this... "You learned from Maul?!" He had better be misunderstanding.
"Hey, I'm not a Sith! I was just using the resources at my disposal!"
"Resources."
"What? There wasn't anyone else I knew who could teach me!"
"I do not know if I should be angry or impressed at your absolute stupidity." They used to be more like this, he remembers. The memories of their interactions have grown fainter over the years with not much more than the impressions remaining. In the end, he'd only known Theseus for three years. For Anakin, it was different. Everything of Obi-Wan's former life had revolved around Anakin. In a way, it still does, because he's here to watch over his child. (Anakin who is now long gone, but at least he can continue what the boy he raised would have wanted. It was what he asked for, after all.)
Theseus huffs. "You haven't changed a bit, have you."
"Do not try to change the topic. You apprenticed yourself to Maul." Frankly, for more personal reasons, he doesn't see how Theseus could do that. Not after what Maul had done to Qui-Gon and so many other Jedi, and even attacking Mandalore. He nearly killed Satine.
"Look I didn't want to, but it... worked out. We aren't exactly on speaking terms anymore. Don't worry."
"That isn't what it sounded like," he says, flatly.
"As I said, I need whatever resources I can get," Theseus argues, "When we're trying to take down Sidious."
Right. Back to that. "You're working with the Rebellion, then?"
"For years, now." He pauses for a moment. "After Order 66, for a long time I didn't want to keep fighting. I went to stay on Mandalore and... started a family."
"A family?" Obi-Wan repeats. This is... He didn't really expect any of this. But really, what else did he expect Theseus would do if he survived? At heart, he was always a Mandalorian, something Obi-Wan had never been quite sure how to handle.
"I... married Bo-Katan. We have a child."
What?! "You married a terrorist?!"
"Hey, she's not all bad!"
"I must admit I am becoming less impressed with your life choices with each passing moment." Obi-Wan says it lightly but it's frankly the truth, even if Theseus doesn't look very happy. He can't understand how his former padawan could have apprenticed himself to Maul or married a terrorist like that, Satine's sister or not. And that's when the rest of what he said catches up to him. "You have a child?"
He grins. "Yeah, she's fourteen now. Her name is Vizma."
Theseus has a child. It's completely mind-blowing but less so than that Anakin also had one. Why is this both his padawans? Marrying when they're barely twenty, and already having teenage children now?
Theseus' expression suddenly grows a little more serious. "There's something else I should tell you. The Empire eventually picked up on my trail on Mandalore, and they came after me. I fought them off and escaped, but not everyone made it. Satine – she..."
Oh. Oh. He knows what he's saying. She's dead, gone, like so many others in his past. He doesn't really know how to feel about it. She was a friend, another friend he's long since moved on from, honestly. That doesn't mean he's indifferent to hear that she's dead.
Theseus keeps talking before Obi-Wan can respond. "It was after that when I really realized I had to stop hiding. I couldn't keep quiet with what the Empire was doing."
Obi-Wan nods. It's... he wouldn't have expected any less from him. Yoda had told him to hide until the twins were old enough, though, and in truth, Obi-Wan doesn't think there is anyone else who can take out Sidious other than them, but there's still the rest of the Empire.
"I knew it's what you would want, and..." Theseus looks slightly uncertain now, for some reason. "Do you know what happened to Anakin?"
"He's gone," Obi-Wan replies, steadily, ignoring the pain in his heart.
Theseus frowns, shaking his head. "No, he isn't. I thought so for years to, but I... found him." Oh. Oh. So, he wasn't asking because he didn't know. He – he knows about Vader, doesn't he? "But he's –"
"I know," Obi-Wan interrupts, "Vader is... He is not Anakin." He remembers that final meeting with glaring clarity. After everything he's seen of Vader, after what he saw at the Temple, he should have seen it before. The boy he raised would never do that. Anakin was kind and compassionate, the most he's ever seen in someone. Vader is – he's violent and ruthless.
Theseus is still frowning, and he looks almost confused. "Why would you think that?"
For someone who is dabbling with the Dark Side, this will not be an easy conversation. "Anakin is gone," he replies, firmly. (What if he's not? What if he's still there?) "Vader has been consumed by the Dark Side. There is nothing left of Anakin Skywalker."
"You have got to be kidding me," he answers, eyes wide, staring at Obi-Wan for a few moments. He forces himself to remain impassive, for as hard as it is to think about it. "No. You believe that, or you try to, don't you? Why? What happened?"
"I thought he was dead," Obi-Wan tells him. It's the first time he's ever spoken of this. "After Order 66, Master Yoda and I returned to the Temple. We split up to destroy the Sith. I thought Vader was dead."
"You meant the world to me."
"Don't let Sidious find them."
"I love you. Please don't leave."
"Anakin is gone. I am what remains."
"I'm not your failure, Obi-Wan."
"Obi-Wan! Obi-Wan!"
"He came back ten years later," he continues, forcing past the memories that flash through his mind. "He was trying to turn me."
Theseus stares at him for a few moments, expression unreadable, before he turns away, sighing quietly. "Of course, he did. That's the Dark Side way of showing affection. They honestly don't understand how badly they hurt their... apprentices, or in your case, I guess it'd be master. Maul was like that, too. He wanted me to join him, mainly because he was lonely. The Dark Side does that. It's exhausting, tiring, and very lonely. But it's passionate. Anakin has always been... drawn to it, for that reason."
Truthfully, Obi-Wan has no idea what to say to that. "Then his love has been twisted beyond the point of recognition," is all he says at last. In truth, it had killed him to walk away again, but when he sensed Vader's darkness, when he saw what he was capable of... he didn't see any of Anakin left in him. The same was true on Mustafar but seeing the boy slowly dying in front of him, Obi-Wan had... given in and asked. He knows what happened, but he doesn't know how it happened. Perhaps back then, there may have been a chance to help him (I love you, he had said, clinging to Obi-Wan and refusing to let go), but that had been destroyed over the next decade. Obi-Wan had left because he knew that, and he had a duty, that of protecting the twins. That's what matters most. ("Don't let Sidious find them.")
"Why did you think he was dead?" Theseus asks. "I mean, that's probably not a very sensitive question, but I am wondering... he's not human anymore, if you know what I mean."
The answer is a simple 'I stabbed him – I wanted to hurt him, and it overtook reason, and I ran my little brother, my son, my best friend through with my lightsaber because I couldn't stop myself in time, even though he was defenseless, and I broke the Code', but he can't say that. He doesn't give voice to any of it. "I injured him," Obi-Wan answers briskly, "He almost killed me. More than once. Anakin would never do that. Never."
"Did you try hugging him?"
His mind screeches to a halt. If it were half as machine as Vader is, he thinks it would be screaming 'error'. "What?"
"Did you try hugging him?" Theseus asks, completely seriously, turning back to face him, as if he's not talking about hugging a completely derange, murderous Sith Lord. When Obi-Wan only stares, he just shrugs as if there is nothing unusual about it. "He seemed to like it."
By the Force, why are his padawans always like this? They're so stubborn and impossible. "I did," he answers grudgingly. He can still feel it, his worst nightmare, cradling Anakin's body in his arms as the life fades from him, the same way he did his own master. (His eyes were blue then. They were blue – from the first time he took Obi-Wan's hand.) "The first time."
Theseus looks at him skeptically. "Is that how you injured him? You gave him a heart attack?"
Obi-Wan would be amused if he weren't so frustrated. Talking about this is hard. Impossibly hard. He doesn't – doesn't want to. "It was after," he answers, "But he is not – that is not who he is anymore."
"None of us are," Theseus replies. "My name is Marr now. That doesn't change who I used to be. Sidious took everything from all of us. You aren't the only one who lost everything, Master. All I had were Anakin's tools, Ahsoka had his cloak, and Rex had a holo. That was all we had, and – and my mother's padawan? He survived with barely his life. He had nothing of anyone."
Obi-Wan doesn't know what to say to that, but he really doesn't want to keep discussing it right now.
"Master," Theseus continues, growing serious from frustrated, "Did you know... Anakin has a daughter?"
What?! How does he – Speaking of heart attacks. He never would have guessed Theseus, of all people, would put two and two together, but of course he did. He's always been a genius. "Did you tell anyone?" he asks wearily instead.
"I told Ahsoka," he answers, "And I asked Senator Organa for confirmation. He gave it without giving it. And – speaking thereof, care to explain how, if you encountered Anakin or Vader again, why didn't he already know?"
This is not happening. This – this is what they hid the twins for, and this is why no one was granted knowledge of their presences. At least Luke is safe, Obi-Wan attempts to reassure himself. "You told him, didn't you?" he demands sharply. "Do you know what that will lead to?"
"A family reunion? Yeah. I didn't give her identity. I'm not stupid, Obi-Wan. He was lost and too afraid to break away from Sidious, even if he knew we were right. I wish I could say what Sidious has done to him, but I can't. He needs our help though. How can't you see it?"
Obi-Wan can still hear it echoing in the back of his mind, Vader calling after him, and it hurt how much he sounded like Anakin, but Anakin is gone. He's lost, as almost everyone else Obi-Wan knew. Only Vader remains now. "You have not seen what I have," he replies icily. "He destroyed those in the Temple. He killed all of them, even the younglings."
"We all have done terrible things in times of war," Theseus says quietly. "I can't imagine he was the first child you tried to kill yourself. We don't consider those things. The Council didn't when they were condemning Ahsoka to death. And – and what's wrong with you? He's your padawan. How could you not fight to bring him back?"
"There is no return from the Dark Side," he cuts back sharply. It stings, really, but he knows it's the truth. There is nothing he wouldn't do to bring Anakin back, but it's too late.
"I refuse to believe that," Theseus replies firmly, with every bit of the determination Obi-Wan remembers. He would be proud, except now, he's more concerned it will get his once-padawan killed more than anything else. "He is my vod. My family. The Mandalorians are warriors, as is he. I can't fault him for it, and truly, how can you? The first thing he did after being freed from slavery was just that – a battle. How many people do you think he killed there? And he was lauded for it. Worshiped, even. He was accepted as a Jedi right afterwards – what was he supposed to think? His mind is... it's been damaged in ways I can't begin to understand. He has only been accepted for war and death and violence, for as much as he loathed it. It would be no different for him as a Sith."
"Anakin would know better than that," Obi-Wan snaps back.
"I just can't understand. How could you just give up on him? He needs our help. How can you deny him that? How can you deny yourself a chance to have Anakin back?"
"Anakin is gone!" he bites out, through the growing pain in his heart. "You cannot bring the dead back to life."
"Then I will do it myself," Theseus replies firmly, "And I'll come back here to say, 'I told you so.'"
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