Qui-Gon smiled evilly as he advanced on the helpless Obi-Wan. At last he would have his revenge!
"Farewell, Obi-Wan," he said as he raised his lightsaber to strike the final blow.
Qui-Gon, no!
He stopped. How could he hear Dooku's voice in his mind when the Count was dead?
Think about what you're doing! Remember all you and Obi-Wan went through together!
Fight the Darkside, Qui-Gon! Stop this madness before it's too late!
The second voice. He knew that voice. It was Tahl!
Stop, Qui-Gon!
The long buried good inside him fight the darkness that had taken control.
He stumbled back away from Obi-Wan, dropping his lightsaber. He staggered around as if trying to keep his balance.
Once he finally stopped, he looked up, and Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Padme saw that his eyes were no longer the Sith yellow but now a rich emerald green.
He looked at them with guilt, regret, and shame on his face and in his eyes.
"I'm sorry."
Obi-Wan went to his former Master, stood in front of him for a moment, then hugged him.
"It's all right. You're back now."
Anakin and Padme smiled. Qui-Gon was indeed back.