Chapter 1 - Crash

Plot: Shot down on Ryloth by rebels, Vader and Sidious quickly discover a far more serious threat than the other insurgents: a Fallen Obi-Wan, determined to reclaim Vader as his apprentice, no matter what the cost. NOT VADERWAN

Author's Note: It doesn't say immediately what made Obi-Wan Fall, but I assure you it will be explained later. ;) What's the fun in answering all the questions in the first chapter?

Also, I know some people might not like how Vader's written here, but he's not going to react to Obi-Wan the way he would to most things he considers threats.

WARNING: Abusive relationships and torture (sort of)

~ Tirana Sorki

PS. This is an AU of the canon novel Lords of the Sith, so there are some... similarities to it in terms of dialogue and whatnot.

There's 13 chapters, and we'll be updating weekly on Tuesday. ^-^

Alsoooo, this is for the Obikin 2023 bingo. :D

~ Amina Gila

The trip to Ryloth alongside Sidious is unusual, to say the least, but his master had emphasized the necessity of completely destroying the rebel activity growing on the planet. His master probably senses something, Vader suspects, because inevitably, his thoughts are always one step ahead of Vader himself.

They're acting as bait, so Vader is ready for the fight. He's always ready. He senses the disturbance in the Force moments before they streak out of hyperspace. And then... he senses someone. Someone he hasn't felt in years.

He knows that presence like he knows nothing else. It's him Vader usually thinks of – always has, actually – whenever he reaches for the Force.

Obi-Wan.

What – what's he doing here? He should have expected it. Sidious likely already knows, hence why he came. One step ahead of Vader, as always.

He was looking for Obi-Wan for years, as soon as he has time between everything Sidious asks of him. He must find him. He must make up for his failure on Mustafar, and... and he doesn't know what then. He doesn't let himself think about what he wants, because it's a betrayal of the highest kind, and Sidious will know. He will always know.

The ship jolts violently, explosions tearing through the sides of it, though Vader can't see anything outside the viewport. Sidious appears undisturbed; instead, he's looking at him. "You seem troubled, my friend."

"I sense..." His respirator cycles. "Kenobi."

"Yes," Sidious replies, "The presence of a Jedi here is... expected."

"Their treachery will be dealt with," Vader promises.

"Treachery never goes unpunished, old friend," his master agrees, and there's something about that tone, those words. They aren't directed at the Jedi or Rebels, at least not entirely. It's a pointed warning, isn't it? He knows. He always knows.

When Sidious says nothing more, Vader turns his focus back to the rebel attack. Mines are exploding all around the ship, but even beyond that, Vader can sense more danger. (He tries to ignore the feel of Obi-Wan's presence. He can't afford to be distracted by anything right now.)

Vulture droids swarm out from behind the asteroids, and Vader wastes no time in leaving the ship to deal with them.

He should have seen it was only a distraction, though. The real threat was on the ship, a group of Twi'lek's preparing to blow it up. And it's working. The ship is going down, and he barely makes it to Sidious' second, hidden shuttle – he has contingencies for everything, doesn't he? – and something about that twists a little uneasily inside of him, for as much as it also always awes him – before the ship goes crashing for the surface.

Fields of debris swirl around them as they descend, every bit of it goading his anger. The rebels will not escape with what they're doing. Obi-Wan won't either. He'll –

Vader refocuses on his surroundings as rebel ships close in on them. There's no time for this. The Imperial pilots aren't able to keep up with the rebels, or maybe it's that... that presence does feel suspiciously close, unless it's that it's captured all of his focus, no matter how hard he tries to turn it elsewhere.

He won't take any more chances at keeping his master safe. Danger screams through the Force all around him, and Vader stands, moving to the cockpit, taking over flying.

A ship dives straight down for them, shooting repeatedly. He swerves out of the way easily, firing back. But it's that change of position, that moment that he finally catches sight of the person piloting the other ship.

Obi-Wan.

He looks... much the same as when Vader last saw him. Emotions surge through him all at once, a sharply cutting fear that rapidly bleeds into white-hot anger and betrayal. (Beyond it all, maybe fueling it most of all, is that deep-rooted longing that's torn him apart for years.) Something about Obi-Wan seems darker, though, but it could only be because of how shielded and closed off their bond is.

He knows the fastest way to end this, and Sidious' presence humming on the other side of the cockpit door fuels him on. Vader reaches out with the Force, wrapping it around his former master's neck, struggling to ignore how harshly feeling him this strongly, so close, hits him.

He can feel him instantly fight against it, but Vader has the advantage. He's still stronger in the Force, and Obi-Wan can hardly use all his focus right now, especially not when he's trying to fly at the same time. The Force flares in warning, and the other ship suddenly accelerates forwards, straight at theirs.

The ship rams forward full force, smashing into them before Vader can jerk it out of the way. The force of it throws him back against the seat, the ship spiraling rapidly out of control, spinning through space, but steadily downwards as Ryloth's gravity pulls them in. Vader struggles to get control of the ship as they go.

Memories burn through his mind, cutting him sharper than a knife.

Ahsoka.

The day she'd led her first assault here.

She and Anakin – another name from another lifetime – had been trying to break the blockade for Obi-Wan and Windu to bring in forces on the ground.

Vader quickly banishes the thoughts as fast as he can – hard being that he can still feel Obi-Wan's presence so close – right as the door opens, Sidious stepping in.

"The ship is nearly powerless," Vader reports, "But I will get us down."

"No doubt," Sidious muses, settling in the copilot's seat, appearing unconcerned as always, "We have been in situations like this before, you and I."

He doesn't reply, keeping his focus on controlling the ship – or trying to. There had been Coruscant, when the Invisible Hand had crashed. Obi-Wan had been there then, helping him –

"Over Coruscant," Sidious cuts into his thoughts, "And... at other times."

The closer Ryloth comes, the more memories of a time long gone swim through his mind. Many things he hasn't thought about in so long. The shuttle was going through the atmosphere too fast, though, and flames spread across the surface, burning furiously.

With the red of his lenses, he can't see fire the way he once did, or feel it, but it's reminder enough, especially when he can still so clearly feel Obi-Wan.

It flashes through his mind again, along with memories of Padme that he just as quickly forces back. He almost never thinks of her anymore.

Vader's grip tightens on the controls as he tries to force back the memories – it's worse when that long buried bond in his mind is vibrating with life – but the controls start cracking from the pressure.

"You seem troubled, my friend," Sidious observes. His eyes are boring into him, seeing all the way through him, reading his every thought, desire, and emotion as always.

"No, Master," he denies, though he knows it's a conversation they'll be having later. It's something he can definitely wait for. Not.

He reaches into the Force again, letting it fill him, keeping his focus on landing the ship on the ground. It crashes straight into the woods, the trees tearing at the sides of the ship. It's completely out of control, and all he can do is try to slow it down and minimize the damage. Several trees crash through the viewport, though through his armor he can feel none of it, as the ship finally skids to a stop, half-turned over on its side.

"That landing was far beneath your capabilities," Sidious states, standing. "I've seen you do better in much more demanding circumstances. I fear your mind was not on the task." That underlying note of warning in his voice is back again.

The fear it ignites in him is automatic, even if it isn't always followed with pain. "I was... thinking of something else for a moment," he admits.

Sidious nods. "I guessed as much. And I'm pleased that you told me the truth, though I think it only a half-truth."

"It won't happen again, Master," he promises obediently. He can't afford to keep losing focus like this. The rebels are out there, and so is... And he can't disappoint his master.

"I should hope not. You said you were thinking of something else. What was it?" It's that "verbal trap" tone, and he needs to answer with care.

"The past. My old life." There's no point lying. It's not as if Sidious doesn't already know.

Yellow eyes bore into him, reading him as always. "I see."

"It means nothing to me. Stray thoughts, nothing more."

"The past is a ghost that haunts us. Ghosts must be banished. Lingering on the past is weakness, Lord Vader."

"Yes, Master," he replies, moving to the passenger door of the ship. They need to get out of here.

Sidious voice stops him again. "Your thoughts still dwell on Kenobi."

His master knows, of course. He always knows. "He is still out there, my master. He is coming for us, with the rebels."

"And they should be destroyed together."

Something about the way he said that is...

"You were defeated before, but you have grown in the Dark Side. You should be able to defeat him again, unless..."

He doesn't know what Sidious is expecting him to say, what he wants to hear. "I will destroy them, my master." Sidious still doesn't seem to take that as an answer, and he almost has to wonder if all of this was about Obi-Wan from the start. If his master knew that he would be here. If he wanted him to face him when Sidious himself was here. "Are you testing me, Master?"

"Testing you? Is that how you perceive things?"

"Am I wrong?"

A slow smile twists Sidious' lips, and he reaches up, resting a hand on Vader's shoulder. A gesture of affection and power, and perhaps a silent reminder of the agony of Force lightning.

"We are, all of us, always being tested, my friend. Tests make us stronger, and strength is power, and power is the point. We must pass all the tests we face. Or die in the effort."

There's a double meaning in those words, Vader can tell. He knows what it means, and he doesn't stop to dwell on it. "I will not fail you, my master."

**w**

The lyleks are swarming all around them, as Vader and Sidious fight them off. It's only through the sheer danger of the situation – any wrong move and one or both of them will be dead – that he finally manages to temporarily banish that presence to the back of his mind.

He and Sidious have rarely fought side-by-side before, but still they're able to move in sync as they cut through the creatures. The queen of the hive is a much bigger challenge, though.

She's lunging for them again, when Vader feels a flare of danger in the Force, coming from a different direction. He doesn't have time to look around, because any moment of distraction from the queen, and they'll both be dead. A blast of lightning shoots from Sidious' fingers, striking the creature. She rears back, howling, her jaws opening wide.

Something feels wrong in the Force.

Something hits Sidious – a massive Force shove – throwing him forwards, totally off-course. The creature dives down in the same move, jaws snapping over him. Without wasting a second, Vader leaps off the wall he was on, lightsaber aiming for her head.

She reacts faster, one of her tentacles wrapping around him. He can feel Sidious inside her mouth, can feel him trying to use lightning even as her teeth rip him apart. Vader slashes at the tentacle around him, moving past the pain of it trying to crush him which, for once, he can even feel through his armor, and the queen responds, lifting him high in the air. He throws his lightsaber at her face, cutting through her eye and deeply into her jaws.

But it's too late. Their bond is strained, and he feels it abruptly – a sudden sharp agony cutting straight through his mind – as their bond wrenches apart, leaving a gaping nothingness behind.

For a moment, though, Vader is almost certain that he still does sense Sidious. As though his presence is somewhere lingering nearby, but that makes no sense, because their bond is definitely broken. The literal ache is his mind is obvious enough for that.

It throws him off-course for a moment – along with the sound of an activating lightsaber down below – that the creature throws him to the ground, foot coming down straight for his head.

Instinct kicks in, and Vader scrambles out of the way barely in time, using the Force to increase his speed, maneuvering back to his feet and throwing his blade into the Queen's gaping mouth, using the Force to direct it all the way through, ripping her apart inside out. She tries to fight him off, but there's little she can do before she slumps to the ground, furious growls escaping her as her life fades away.

It isn't until that very moment that it takes a moment to sink in what just happened. Sidious is... dead. His master, who in all honestly seemed infallible. Who died to a mere animal –

Except it wasn't the animal that killed him. Vader turns around, to see the far too familiar figure standing only a short distance behind him, a red lightsaber illuming his face.

Wait, red?

What? That – that doesn't make sense.

Or did he lose his own lightsaber and pick up an Inquisitor's? That doesn't seem likely, though, but it would make the most sense. Still, the darkness in his presence that never used to be there is glaringly obvious now, especially when they're standing right across from each other. For the first time in five years.

Five years since... Mustafar.

Since Obi-Wan abandoned him there to die, and Sidious came to save him. Sidious, who Obi-Wan just killed –

For a heartbeat – and a respirator cycle – no one moves.

"It appears," Obi-Wan says, lightly, "That Sidious is not powerful as I heard."

The sound of that voice sends an icy pulse of fear and rage ripping through him – and the words cut almost as deeply. He doesn't know how to feel with Sidious gone, but every bit of his loyalty to his master demands for vengeance. Or maybe it's also partly the sound of Obi-Wan's voice after so many years, throwing him back to memories of last time that throw him into motion, and he lunges at him.

Obi-Wan brings up his blade to block him easily, and Vader pushes him back a step, swinging at him again. His former master's face is filled with a grim determination, and he's fighting with every bit as much of the skill as Vader remembers from years ago. Maybe more. He's – he's drawing on the Dark Side.

What happened?

He doesn't have time to think about it as their blades continue clashing in a furious blur of red. He doesn't have time to think of anything, past the sudden desire to hurt Obi-Wan that's burning through his mind. (There's more he wants to, but he's so used to not thinking of it, not with Sidious hovering next to him. Besides, it's nothing more than useless dreams, longing for a past long gone.) All the lyleks in here are dead, and as their fight travels down one of the passageways away from the center of the lair, he doesn't see any sign of life either.

They're all alone here, just the two of them against each other. Just like it was on Mustafar. A fight to the death or until the other is critically injured, and only one of them can come out on top. Vader will not fall to that again. Not a second time. He will not.

Obi-Wan is fighting mostly on the offensive, and it's catching him off-guard. Vader may be stronger, but it's still –

Memories circle at the edges of his mind, and he takes a step back, unnecessarily adjusting the grip on his lightsaber before going at him again. He can't forget what happened last time. When he ended up... like this. The constant pain pulsing through his arm will never let him forget, and he can feel it more keenly now, perhaps only because he's suddenly remembering that moment again.

It's the Force lightning that catches him off-guard. The duel itself Vader had known was a long-time coming, and he had prepared for it, but this was unexpected. He knew his master felt... Dark, but this is... He senses the danger barely in time, raising his lightsaber in the nick of time to block it. Lightning is always drawn directly to his suit though – the metal conducts it like nothing else can. A morbid part of his mind suspects that may have been intentional.

The lightning crackles past his lightsaber, running down his arms and across his body, but he refuses to give ground, stubbornly fighting through the pain of it. This is far from the worst thing that's happened to him, though the fact that Obi-Wan is the one doing it is what confuses him, throws him off-balance. He – he wanted to turn him, truthfully, because it would be fitting, but he never expected to confront his old master again when he was already Fallen. What happened? What changed?

Obi-Wan lets up the lightning just as suddenly, only for a Force-shove to slam into Vader before he can regain his bearings. The sheer force of it is enough to throw him through the cavern wall and... and down over the edge of a cliff he didn't know was there. Had he not been so caught off-guard, he would have felt it.

He hits the ground far below, struggling to slow his fall with the Force, but it's hard when every inch of him is throbbing almost unbearably partly thanks to the lightning. That's normal, but this is worse than normal right now. He has little doubt his armor was damaged in the fall, and he instantly tries to move, only for nothing to happen. His limbs won't cooperate properly and –

It's worse when he's stuck on his back so there's little he can do anyway. Standing is always extremely difficult for him. (Something Sidious always took pleasure in watching, in the days when he was first getting used to the armor.) One of the implants in his spine must have been damaged, through the armor and all.

This is not how it was supposed to end. Obi-Wan is coming – he can feel it, and he will be no more merciful now than last time.

Vader needs to get up and fight, but he can hardly move. He can still defend himself with the Force though – that will have to be enough. He's truly fortunate it broke the mechanical part of his spine instead of the bone, or he'd be entirely incapable of moving.

"Anakin." He sounds the same, and the voice sends a sudden spike of fear through him. Vader hasn't heard him since Mustafar, when – when – "Can you stand?"

He tries to move again, but his limbs aren't working properly. His arm twitches, but that's it. He didn't intend to answer the question, but that was an answer enough.

Obi-Wan studies him, lips pressed together, frowning slightly. "Are you alright?" As if.

"Now you ask," Vader growls. "Only now do you ask." After you nearly killed me again, he wants to snarl. "What is it you want?" He hates how helpless he feels lying here, unable to move. He knows he's not limited to his body, but it does little to relieve the sudden fear crushing him. It feels like he's choking on it, like he can hardly breathe despite the respirator, and he hates it.

"We'll discuss this elsewhere," Obi-Wan replies. "Not out in the open. Come."

Vader loathes how he says that as if it were a request instead of an order, one which he has no choice but to comply with. The part of him that craves to hurt his old master rages strongest, to wrap his hand around his neck and crush it, but what would the point be? Sidious is gone. This is – it's all there is. Sidious is gone, and Vader doesn't know what to think about that. He needs time to process. He had thought his master infallible, but he's gone.

He's dead, like everyone else.

Obi-Wan is working with the rebels, and at least if Vader finds them, he can act on it, so he doesn't resist. He doesn't... doesn't want to know what would happen if he did, anyway.

Obi-Wan carries him with the Force, a short distance away. He sits down next to him – it's better that they're not at a far different heights, but it still makes him... uncomfortable. He doesn't want him this close. Not when he's so helpless.

Vader may have long accepted that this armor is his destiny, this is how it was always meant to be, but that makes it no easier to be so close to the man who caused it. Vader barely holds back himself from lashing out with the Force when Obi-Wan reaches over, taking Vader's lightsaber, clipping it to his belt next to his own. "What do you want with me?" Vader repeats, turning his head to look at him. It's about the most he can do.

Obi-Wan smiles, but it's mirthless, and it's more disturbing than anything else. "Has anything ever kept us apart, Anakin?"

As if he wasn't the one who abandoned him in the first place?! "You left," he snarls.

His expression changes little, even if his smile fades. "At the time, I saw no other choice. I did not know you were alive until recently. And I came back, Anakin."

"Anakin Skywalker is gone," he retorts, staring at his old master's face. How many times has he said this to Sidious? How many times has Sidious demanded it of him? And now Obi-Wan is here, looking for – for someone else. "I am what remains."

"I don't know what Sidious told you about the Dark Side, but that is not how it works. I would know. I have learned much of the Dark Side in our time apart."

Vader has questions, but presently, he's more upset than anything. "I cannot be the person you want me to be. I am no longer that weak child."

The sudden flare of rage was expected, but it's so strong and violent he'd have gone completely still if he could have. The anger is a bad sign – it always is, and it always means pain. He doesn't know what he expects, just something. Something that will make him wish for the thousandth time he were dead on the slopes of Mustafar. "You did it for Sidious," Obi-Wan answers, his voice deceptively soft. "I find it hard to believe you cannot do it for me."

"Even I cannot bring back those gone." Or I would have. I would have over and over – undo everything I have caused.

He wishes, at the very least, he could sit up, something that puts them at even ground. Even if he were to lash out, he would have no way out until he's... repaired. It grates on him that it's even a concern, but he's so accustomed to being pieced together and repaired as if he's one of the droids Anakin liked tinkering with in another lifetime. His former master hasn't done anything aside from rendering him helpless, but that doesn't mean it can't change at a moment's notice.

Or maybe Obi-Wan intends to leave him here until his suit runs out of power, and he dies. That would be... a long time.

"To answer your question from earlier, I am here with... a proposal."

"A proposal," Vader echoes.

"You know, you can stop repeating everything I say." He casts a sideways glance at Vader, the faintest hint of a smile on his face for a brief moment.

Vader loathes how that makes something inside him react immediately with the warmth Anakin had always felt in the rare times his master seemed... happy with him. That time is gone. Obi-Wan hurt him, and – and he killed Sidious. He is a traitor to the Empire, and he betrayed Vader himself.

"I have learned more about the Force," he continues, "And I... would like to teach you."

"You want me to be your apprentice?" He can't help how incredulity rolls off him in waves. He's imagined many times over his reunion with Obi-Wan, but never did he think it would happen like this. He thought it would be... far more difficult, and nor does he know his old master isn't about to stab him in the back, possibly literally.

"If you are willing. You know we were meant to be together."

He does. He always has, perhaps from the moment they met. "I have wanted it," he admits at last, "For a long time." He hates admitting it even more. It makes him feel... vulnerable, somehow, to say it aloud.

"Then this is easier," Obi-Wan asserts, abruptly moving closer.

The sudden move startles him again, making him tense– he has no idea what his... master wants. He doesn't – doesn't know if he can handle having the same type of relationship with Obi-Wan as he did with Sidious. It was too – too... something. Or maybe it's that he remembers a time that things with Obi-Wan were lighter.

Obi-Wan moves within an arm's length of him and reaches out to touch his shoulder. It takes every bit of his willpower not to slap his hand away. The proximity is making him...

Is that why he's doing it? Vader wonders with a flare of rage. Is Obi-Wan trying to do this, to make himself stronger? (It's not as if Vader doesn't do the same himself, sometimes.) Sith feed off fear. It's – it's probably not personal, but it still angers him. Seeing Obi-Wan again is like seeing a ghost of the past, something that won't leave him be. Sidious knew it. Vader has been lying to himself for years, to please his master, but here and now, it's as though nothing changed.

Obi-Wan pulls back, frowning. "You needn't fear me, Anakin."

As if he can help it. He lets himself feel it, though, gather inside himself, twisting and morphing into an all-consuming fury, gathering it around himself and letting it flow into the Dark Side. For a moment, he thinks he can make it to sitting up – he tries, but his body only jerks uselessly at the force of it.

Obi-Wan lets out an annoyed huff. "You truly haven't changed one bit. Not one bit. You are persistent if nothing else. Here." He moves closer, leaning over and pulling Vader upright with a touch of the Force, his hands on his shoulders. The position of it is so incredibly familiar. He tries to force away the longing that comes, letting himself focus on his fear and anger that now, after all this time, only after what he did on Mustafar did Obi-Wan come back and... try to help him. That's not what he's really doing though. It's just a front.

"What do you want with me?" he repeats for the third time – there is something else at play here. He thought he knew his old master, but he was wrong, clearly. Obi-Wan as he knew him would never embrace the Dark Side. He could, perhaps, be turned, but it would not be easy. It would take... someone to lead him down that path.

"Why can't I have come here for you?" It's a mind-game, much like what Sidious would do. His masters are very much alike. (He resolutely does not think about how that doesn't bode well for him.)

He remembers what Sidious said earlier as they sat at the campfire, when they had been waiting together right before the lyleks attacked them. He had been reminding Vader of how he had once betrayed everyone he cared for, even Padme, and in a way, it is true. "A Sith is not... merciful to traitors."

"No," Obi-Wan agrees, pulling back. His strange touch of... lightness is gone, replaced by a quiet anger. He may be shielding, but Vader can feel it – he always can. "And I have questions. Questions you will answer."

There is no question in it, as Vader expected there wouldn't be. It's... it's familiar. He hadn't fully submitted himself to this, and he doesn't know that he wants to. He doesn't want to give himself over to someone else, anyone else, but he doesn't know any other way of life. "As you wish," he answers, solemnly.

"How did this happen?" Obi-Wan asks. There's the slightest edge in his voice now. It's not sharp, but it's hard, and it keeps him on edge – he will have to choose his words carefully, if Sidious is anything to go by. "How did you join Sidious? Why did you turn on the Jedi?"

"They turned on me," he answers carefully.

"How?" he demands, "You were a part of them. When I got back, all I knew was that you and Sidious had destroyed them."

He supposes Obi-Wan would have no way to know what transpired that day, not the details. Would it have mattered anyway? "The Jedi betrayed the Republic. You asked me to commit treason."

"Palpatine was a Sith."

"You are a Sith."

The irritated look on Obi-Wan's face once would have made him laugh. It doesn't now. "I saw more of the Force in the years we were apart. But Sidious was destroying the galaxy. He started the war. How could you not have seen that?"

He hadn't had time to think about it then. Everything was happening so quickly, giving him no time to process. And in truth, he didn't have any way of knowing with certainty that Palpatine was everything the Jedi were claiming about him. They could guess, but they didn't know. "I saw the Jedi committing treason," he says instead, though it doesn't really answer Obi-Wan's question. He's walking on a thin line, and he doesn't know where it ends. "I saw no other choice."

It's the truth, and he doesn't know what else to say, but Obi-Wan doesn't look any happier with his answer. "That was all it took for you to turn on them?" He thinks there's an unspoken 'on me' in those words, even if his former master – or is that current master? – isn't saying it.

There was more, of course, and it fills him with an agonizing wave of pain and hatred (at himself). Refusing to dwell in the past like Sidious always tells him is far harder when he's sitting right next to Obi-Wan. Memories of Padme flicker through his mind again, even as he tries to force them away. "Padme – I thought – I thought it was the only way. I knew she would die. I tried to save her." But I didn't. I failed, because I'm too weak, as I always am.

Obi-Wan sits back a little, frowning. "Anakin," he starts slowly, "She didn't die."

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