Hello again. Chapter 5 up with some more mental torment. I plan on using memories against Obi wan. So if u see memories that never happened, I made them up to further the cause. Thanks for the reviews, would love more.

Chapter 8

Obi wan groggily opened his eyes. His head pounded from the drug Kadyck had given him. He couldn't tell how long he had been out, or how long he had actually been there. His mind drifted to the nightmares that occupied his sleep. He'd seen Bruck's death over and over again. Each time harder than the first. Sometimes the role would be reversed, others he'd pushed Bruck to his death. In between the flitting images, Obi wan had seen the visions from before. The temple burning, and his figure smiling back at him. Shuddereing at the implications, Obi wan looked up just to see Kadyck enter again.

"Hello Kenobi, sleep well?" Kadyck gestured for the sith from last time to come forward. "Now let's do this nicely. I know you subconciously rebuilt part of your shields, I'm going to tear them down. But if you willing disband them, I'll spare you the effort." Obi wan raised his head. "You're going to have to make me do that." Kadyck laughed. "Very well. Let's start again." Kadyck and the two other Sith, bent their minds on Obi wan's. Kadyck smiled as he felt the futile struggle Obi wan made, trying to keep his faltering shields up. But Obi wan hadn't had enough time, or strength to hold out long. His shields dissapated and felt the Sith probe his weakened mind. "You may leave us now. Kenobi, I believe we have some memories to visit." Obi wan closed his eyes, expecting nothing but hurt. "Let's start with the Jedi as a whole. You have quite the past Master Jedi." Obi wan narrowed his eyes."Indeed, we all have quite the past." Kadyck sneered, a gesture Obi wan had grown familiar with. "You nearly didn't become a Jedi, right. You were sent to the, what do you call it, Agricultural corporation. Or Agri-corps, what a pity. You were almost thirteen, with no Master. No one wanted an angry Padawan. So when you fought with Initiate Chun, before you killed him, you let anger guide you. To dangerous for a Jedi. Not even Yoda, who you held in such esteem wanted to take you, how sad. No, instead you had to beg some one to take you. And then get turned down because of the faults of another. So you, Obi wan Kenobi, were sent to be a farmer. But all ended well, you were taken as a Padawan, to the great Qui gon Jinn. How many times did you have to prove yourself to him over the years, plenty if I recall." Obi wan shot his head up. "You will not speak of him!" Kadyck smiled.

"Now, you made a mistakea, quite early on in your apprenticeship. Melida/Daan, the Young and their war. Your Master gave you a choice, come with him, or stay. You chose to stay, to help those children. But that prospect failed and your plan crumbled. Chaos reigned again, because of the death of a little girl. Cerasi, a good friend of did that feel, an innocent murdered, because the Jedi refused to help. Nonetheless, you called for help, and they sent Jinn. You all fought, and then you returned to the temple, how original." Obi wan flinched at the mention of Cerasi, she was a good friend. "You got back to the Jedi, and what did they do, they refused to take you back. Rediculed you in front of other council members and told you off. It took the death of an initiate and the near destruction of the temple for them to realise your worth. Hmm, but still they doubted you and your abilities. They watched your every move, scrutinized every mission. Even your own Master was distant, didn't want you, the deserter, as his Padawan. Then again, he never did want you. And then Tahl died, oh every thing went downhill from there. Your Master blamed you for that, you slowed him down. If you hadn't gotten injured, he would've been able to get to her. But his clumsy Padawan got in the way again. When your best friend, Bant, got there,she blamed you too. You took the blame from Qui gon and Bant, even for Qui gon's misdoings. How loyal, and how displaced it was. And then came the rejection of you for some boy. You were disowned on front of the whole council, for a boy who he barely knew. You had worked painstakingly for his trust, his acceptance, and then this boy rips that from under you. And then he got himself killed and left you with your own replacement."

"Leave Anakin out of this, you said it yourselves, you have no need of him." Obi wans eyes were a dull grey, his inner turmoil eating him up. "Very well. You worked hard on this Anakin, gave him everything. And what did he do, three it all back. Blamed you for his shortcomings, the death of your Master and his mother. The cause of the war, and the deaths of over 200 Jedi. He never blames himself. But you know what the funny part is, the council never disagreed with those statements. They like having a scapegoat, some one who they can pass on their mistakes. Afterall, you are the youngest member on that so called council." Kadyck looked Obi wan up and down, the Jedi was struggling with his emotions. Good. Obi wan wanted to shout and scream at Kadyck, he wanted him to shut up. He hated what he was saying, he hated Kadyck for dragging the memories forward. But he knew what he said was true. It was all true and it was what he thought himself. But to hear some one else say it so openly, hurt deeper than he ever imagined. The truth did hurt. Obi wan didn't even look up when Kadyck stepped forward, needle in hand. He didn't even struggle against Kadyck when the needle went into his neck. "Enjoy your memories Kenobi." Kadyck watched, smile on hisa face, as Obi wan gave in. The Jedi was caving, it would be all to easy.

Okay, another chapter done and dusted. I really have hopes for this story, and would love to hear what you guys think could go better. As I said, updates may take longer, have my mid year exams coming so I might not spend as much time reading or writing. Oh who am I kidding, Star wars always prevails over exams. Until next time.