Obi-Wan gladly took the hand that this masked brother was offering him, to haul himself over the large pile of droid parts and rock. His brother was a few feet behind him, saying and signalling something to Blade, who responded with a salute. Obi-Wan could see the clone ordering his men, who immediately complied to their new orders.

Suddenly an all too familiar voice could be heard yelling over the sad reminders of a battlefield. "Obi-Wan," rung Anakin's powerful voice.

The ginger haired Jedi General turned towards the source of the yell and he soon found his former Padawan running towards him, Ahsoka and their clone leaders hot on his heels. Amused the General shook his head. All of them looked very disgruntled, their outfits and armour torn in some parts and very dirty. There was dirt in Anakin's hair too and blood was smeared over one of Ahsoka's cheeks. Other than that, the four of them looked to be more or less alright.

"Obi-Wan, are you alright?"

"Shouldn't it be me asking that question?" the Jedi Master replied while crossing his arms over his chest. Anakin came to a halt right in front of him and so abrupt, that Ahsoka almost crashed into his back.

"Well," the younger male looked sheepishly at his elder, while nervously scratching the back of his head. It had become one of the young Skywalker's new habits, ever since the real war had started. The worst part was however, that Obi-Wan could not even scold him for it. He himself had developed a few quirks. Suddenly Anakin straightened up, his senses on high-alarm and his robotic hand holding his lightsaber. Ahsoka was quick to follow and even the two clones had their blasters ready. The ginger haired Council member did not need to turn and follow their gazes to know what they were aiming at.

"I trust that everything is under control?" Obi-Wan asked aloud, to his comrades' surprise.

The Sith huffed loud, "Who in the name of the Force is so stupid to lead his army into a deadlock with absolutely no way of escape?" No one answered, but no one attacked either and Obi-Wan counted that as a small victory.

"Master," Anakin's voice sounded strained, "what is HE doing here?"

Before Obi-Wan could form a reply, let alone speak a single word, his brother cut in, "I hope you are satisfied now, Kenobi." He took a threatening step closer to Obi-Wan, or at least it would have been threatening, if the ginger haired Jedi had not known that his brother would not harm him. "Don't forget our deal... I WANT that holocron, otherwise..." he didn't say the threat out aloud, but he didn't have to.

"You Sith scum! How dare you threaten him?" Anakin's temper was getting the better of him. Sadly it happened often after an exhausting and life-threatening battle.

"Apparently your hearing has suffered as well as your rational thinking, Jedi. Otherwise you wouldn't talk back to me like that."

"I'm not afraid of you," Anakin took a step towards the dark-clad Sith Lord. His blue lightsaber hummed and was ready to strike. The tension in the air was grave. Obi-Wan motioned for the clones to lower their weapons, which they thankfully did. Ahsoka hesitated for a moment, so Obi-Wan chose to take care of her next.

"Padawan, he is no match for EITHER of us. Lower your weapon." Still Ahsoka was unsure. One part of her wanted to be beside her Master, fighting alongside him, the other more logical part wanted to withdraw and do as her Grandmaster told her to. In the end logic won and she did as she was told.

Ben's dark chuckling brought the two Jedis' attention back to Anakin and Ben. "But you should be... oh, so called 'Chosen One'."

Anakin huffed angrily. "You will pay for everything you did." He was about to do something rash and very stupid and the bearded Jedi General had to step in before it was too late. The Sith chose exactly this moment to look towards his brother, causing him to stop in his movement. For one brief moment, golden eyes turned blue-green and an unspoken promise was spoken. Obi-Wan suddenly knew that his brother would not hurt his former Padawan besides a few bruises and hurt pride.

"Proof it," and that was all the encouragement the brown haired Jedi needed. Without further ado he sprinted forward, lightsaber raised and he attacked.

A surprised gasp escaped the young Togruta's lips and Anakin's eyes were wide in shock. His lightsaber and his body had seemingly gone straight through the other's body without touching or affecting him. Ben lazily turned his head to gaze at the confused Jedi.

"You were saying?"

Anakin growled and jumped towards the Sith again. This time however, the masked man moved. He first bent his knees a little and in the last moment, he jumped away, landing severely metres away from his origin. He stretched a few of his arm and leg muscles before calling his lightsaber into his hand again. With his free hand he waved for his opponent to come closer and attack. Of course Anakin immediately responded to the invitation.

Lightsabers clashed together. Blue met red, dark met light. The fight was not fair, not evenly matched, but it would teach Anakin a valuable lesson, at least Obi-Wan hoped it would. The General motioned – just in time – for their men to stay down. Blade and his troop stood by and watched the embarrassing display as well. And it was quite embarrassing, for the young Skywalker at least.

Ben was way out of the other's league and it showed. Not once did the Jedi touch or came close towards the Sith, without Ben allowing it. That and the hooded male would simply side-step a heavy and dangerous attack as if it was mere child's play and sometimes a kick in the rear was Anakin's punishment. The young Skywalker became more and more enraged, but at some point Obi-Wan couldn't take it anymore. He too activated his lightsaber and with more speed than he knew he possessed, did Obi-Wan reflect one of his former Padawan's attack.

Betrayed eyes locked with his, but Obi-Wan ignored it for the moment. Ben was stopping as well. He held his lightsaber in a reversed grip again.

"Master-" Anakin began, but Obi-Wan cut him off.

"It's enough Padawan." His tone held no room for compromises, "You've made a fool out of yourself AND me quite enough."

The rage was suddenly completely gone. "What do you mean by that? How did I make a fool out of you?"

Obi-Wan's posture slumped a little when he pushed away from the taller male. He deactivated his lightsaber and said, "Apparently my training methods were not adequate enough. You let anger cloud your mind, you ignored the Force young Padawan. Apparently I was a miserable teacher if you do not know restraint."

"Master," Anakin was shocked, but Obi-Wan brought him to silence with a raised hand and a shake of his head. "Go and meditate on your actions young learner. We will talk later."

The brunette's cheeks had flushed in embarrassment and even the dirt on his face could not hide that. He bowed his head and deactivated his lightsaber as well, before nodding and walking towards the ship. Ahsoka hesitated for a moment, but then deemed it wiser to follow him. Only then did the Jedi General turn towards the Sith.

"Youth... he will learn," Ben spoke up and put his lightsaber back on his belt. "They all do at one point."

"Yes," Obi-Wan agreed and then turned to his men, "Return to our ship, help the wounded and report to Coruscant." The clones saluted and did as they were told.

"What about my men?" Ben required.

"They are welcome to join us... and you are as well." The last part was quickly added as an afterthought.

"Am I really?" he chuckled, "You know that he wanted to say something else?"

Obi-Wan had felt it indeed, "At least he has shown some restraint today." The ginger haired Jedi turned and began to follow the retreating troops.

Ben gave his own men the order to follow and he himself trotted one step behind his younger brother. They both knew they had to talk, especially about that holocron that Ben so desperately wanted, but the wounded had more priority for now.

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