Here we go, it might be a while before new chapters pop up. Exams are going to be the death of me. Who couldve thought grade 11 was so hard ;-). My spelling and grammar are still improving, so I'm sorry for the mistakes I'll make. Reviews are welcome, and any ideas you think would help too. Oh and Darth Severous is Obi wan, when he is around the sith, that's what I'll be calling him. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 11

"Rise my apprentice." Bane watched malignantly as Severous stood in front of him. "Good, good. You have recovered well. Do you remember what happened to you my young apprentice?" Severous shook his head softly. "I'm afraid I do not Master, what did happen, why can't I remember anything?" Bane pretended to frown at the good news. "You were captured by the Jedi, they held you catured for many months. Darth Plagueious and Darth Phobos were the ones who, reaquired you from their clutches. I'm quite pleased there is no serious damage, apart from that scar over your eye. I have no doubt the Jedi are to blame." Severous blinked slowly and traced the scar from the top of his eye down. "Why did the Jedi do this?" His blue-yellow eyes shifted into a darker yellow. Bane grinned inwardly. "They were afraid of you my apprentice, of your power and talent. But it does not matter now. You have returned to where you truly belong. The Sith. Come, there is much to prepare you for. Those garments are not of Sith quality, you have to return to your former appearsnce. Before the Jedi altered you. We have much to discuss my apprentice, our future awaits." !ane led Severous into the main cavern, followed by the other Sith lords. Sidious just stared at their retreating forms. "Oh Kenobi, your death will be sweet." Sidious laughed as he began to follow.

Meanwhile

Coruscant.

Anakin Skywalker screamed his lungs out. His mind felt splintered, shattered into oblivion. His body rocked back and forth, his hands to his head. He had tears in his eyes and his voice became rasped. "No, it can't be." His screams had brought the attention of Master Yoda and Master Windu. "Anakin, what is it, what's wrong?" Mace had knelt down next to Anakin and tried sending soothing waves through the force and slowly but surely succeded. Anakins frame slowly stilled and his breath came in gasps. "It's, its Obi wan. He, he was still alive." Mace and Yoda exchanged surprised looks. Lare you saying he's still alive, on Felucia?" Anakin choked back another sob. "No, not anymore. That's why I didn't feel his death the first time. He wasn't dead, he managed to survive. But now, now his presence just tore apart in my mind. It felt as though part of my mind had been ripped out and trod on." Mace and Yoda lowered their eyes. They too hadn't felt Obi wan's passing but chose to believe the report. Obi wan was now truly dead. "How did he survive, how could I not sense him? He must have been lyong at the bottom of that pit for the past...he probably lay dying knowing we had left him behind, knowing we abandoned him. He must've felt..." Anakins body erupted in sobs again, his hands over his eyes, trying unsuccessfully to hide his tears. "Sorry I am, a terrible loss for the temple this is. A terrible loss for the force. A hole Obi wan's passing has left, unfilled it will be. But grieve him we can not, in a better place he is. Miss him we will, but celebrate his gifts he has left." Anakin moved his hands away, only to see the most grief stricken Yoda ever. He knew Yoda had loved Obi wan, force ha had too. "I'm so sorry Obi wan, I should've looked harder." Anakin felt his arms being lifted until he stood upright. Mace had him supported and hooked his arm over Anakin's. "Come on, I think you need to go tell Ahsoka, she's taking it hard too." We all are Mace though to himself.

Korrubun

Darth Severous looked over himself one last time in the reflection. They had changed his appearance drastically, "to fool the Jedi" Bane had said. He didn't want them recognising him. 4everous shook his head, whatever the Jedi had done to hom, he would do back ten fold. He smiled wickedly at the thought of revenge. The sith had shaved his beard and trimmed his hair closer to the base of the skull. He thought he looked much like a Padawan. Alarmed, Obi wan shook his head. "Where did that thought come from, Master told me that Padawans are the spawns of the Jedi. I could never be one of them." Shaking his head again, to try and rid himself of the thought, Severous continued his inspection. His hair had turned out redder than he thought, the closer to his scalp, the redder it had been. He trace the scar once more down his face. Bane had said it would not heal, pity. He took in the black body suite and chrome like fastenings and clips. The detail was extravegent, with patterns woven deep in the fabric. Finally Severous pulled on the black coat and peered into the mirror once more. He looked like the rue Sith he knew he was.

This chapter was short, but it's the best I can do. I hope it was good, not much time to write, exams and all. Thanks for reading and please review.