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Arldetta Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 10/24/03 9:25pm Subject: Forsaken and Begotten - Chapter 33: When One Door Closes.... COMPLETE Quick note 2-21 - Date Edited: 2/21/05 6:52am (44 edits total) Edited By: Arldetta
	Howdy folks, this has been something I have been contemplating for a long, long time but wasn't sure how people would feel about it. The other day I asked my readers who was still interested and was suprised by the results. On top of that, a few of them suggested moving it over here. Ironically, they answered my unspoken question. So here I am! For new readers, I hope you like it. This has become a sort of epic for me. And I'm hoping to finish this "chapter" of the story by next spring! LOL. Sorry, I realized I was too close to year end to achieve that goal. But take a chance and hopefully you'll find that this is a journey worth taking. For my old readers, I don't think I'll have time to really touch anything up as I re-post. But I hope you enjoy the re-read. And especially the refresher of what has already happened. I have a lot there, and many hints of what is to come. I'm praying that by the time I catch up to what I have done, I'll be able to continue with NEW posts. So hang tight and as always THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!!! Now, on with the formalities: Re-post begins here. Well, folks here is that Promised Plot Bunny of Shanobi's that I said I would post today. I hope you enjoy it. This is going to be a bit different from what I usually write but, It will be similar to my more recent works. Title: Forsaken and Begotten Spoilers: No. Goes completely AU after page 46 in the first Jedi Apprentice book, The Rising Force, by Dave Wolverton. The only thing to keep in mind is that Qui-Gon does not go to Bandomeer as well. Disclaimer: Me own Star Wars, Ha!! I wish. Then I could have Obi when ever I wanted. And how ever I wanted. And write him in a better light than the movies. Which really irks me. Anyway, hopefully you can tell the difference. Summary: Obi-Wan is sent to Bandomeer when he is not picked by a Master. On the way there, the ship is attacked by Pirates. And the AU commences. Author's Note: <>'s mean thoughts, {} mental conversation. Well, here's the first bit. Hope you enjoy!! --------------------------------------------- Prologue – Paths Not Taken “We walked the narrow path, beneath the smoking skies. Sometimes you can barely tell the difference between darkness and light.” - It Can't Rain All The Time(Jane Siberry - Crow Soundtrack) There were times when the darkness was comforting and inviting. It’s only desire to envelop and take a person away from the pains and sorrows of the living world. Banishing worry to leave only a deep serenity. Why would anyone want to deny such a wonderful thing as darkness? The young boy thought. After all, what was there to live for when your dreams are all but shattered? And yet the grey haze that brought with it the grace of light and warmth and beauty crept into the edges of the void. And mentally, he had to suppress the shiver that ran through him, as the comforting rays of light drove out the cold that surrounded him. The intensity of the brightness grew, also bringing on the intense heat of his body. Progressively, Obi-Wan became aware of the fire that emanated from his wounded form. His hazy mind recalled the brief conversation he had with Clat’Ha and that he had been pounded by a Hutt from Offworld. <The fever was obviously a side effect from my injuries.> He prepared himself to sit up, but even those small movements caused him to wince at the pain. Pushing the pain aside, he centered his cloudy mind and called upon the Force to heal him. After some long minutes, he could feel the nagging aches dull to a throbbing discomfort. Gently, he pulled himself up to a sitting position and opened his eyes. Immediately, he shut them again as the harsh glare of the infirmary lights caused his eyes to dilate too quickly, inviting a new pain. Raising a hand to shield against them, he carefully, re-opened the captivating sea change orbs. Glancing around he took in his surroundings, and noticed he was alone. <I guess I’m not even that important to the people I was assigned to.> But that sarcastic thought brought with it agonies that quickly over took those of his physical body and stabbed right through his heart. He was heading to Bandomeer to become a Farmer. Not a glorious Jedi Knight, but a Jedi Agroculturalist, a failure. The realization made him nauseous, and he soon found himself lying back down on his medical bed. <I don’t care how selfish it sounds, but I don’t want to be a farmer!!> His mind cried out at the injustice he had been forced into. Fully succumbing to his misery and pain, he fell back into the abyss of darkness. The next time Obi-Wan emerged from the void, he knew he had been woken by something. At first he gathered his thoughts so as to figure out what could have pulled him from the abyss, when he was suddenly jerked in his bed. A loud boom could be heard and Obi-Wan knew instantly something was happening. Forcing his protesting limbs to move, he hurried as best he could to sit up. Another thud and he was almost thrown from his berth. Gripping the sides of his cot, Obi-Wan winced against the pain that ran through him. Soothing his rushed thoughts, he called again upon the healing power of the Force. When he felt it wrap around him like a soft down comforter in winter, he slid off the sleep couch. Removing the tubes that were placed to heal him, Obi-Wan hurried from the medical ward to find out what was going on. Bangs and shimmies lurched the ship from side to side. Obi-Wan had to use every ounce of his strength to keep upright. Just up ahead of him a giant blast knocked him off his feet. Smoke filled the small corridor, causing Obi-Wan to cough as the hot billows seared his lungs. Shouting and growling erupted all around him, confusing the dazed boy. Shaking his head clear from the fever still trying to overpower him, Obi-Wan glanced up to find a group of Togorian Pirates moving toward him. Two broke off from the group to stop in front of the downed and wounded former Jedi. Speaking in their own tongue, Obi-Wan could not make out what they were saying. It appeared to be some kind of argument, but he still had no idea what was the problem at hand. Finally they stopped their debate and one raised their blaster rifle only to bring it back down on his temple. Darkness quickly wrapped her nightly robes around him. ******* He sat alone in the map room, gazing at the twinkling worlds floating around him. In all the galaxy only one of the sparkling planets really had his attention, Bandomeer. His mind still debated his choice, despite the futility in it. <The boy had too much anger. He could have turned. His fate was already decided by the Council and there is nothing I can do about it now.> Even at his half excuses, Qui-Gon somehow felt wrong. And that sensation scared him more than he cared to admit. Suddenly, the door opened and he watched as a small shadow entered. “Alright, if join you I do? Intruding not am I?” The ancient Master asked, but Qui-Gon detected a small hint of something else in the tiny Jedi’s tone. “Of course not,” Qui-Gon assured. He watched as the green being worked itself onto one of the benches lining the wall. Once Yoda had settled himself, the tall Knight could see the deep sorrow etched in the wrinkled visage of the sage. “Is there something wrong, Master?” A long sigh escaped the petite form as he nodded. “The ship, Monument, attacked has been. Many casualties there were.” He paused, and Qui-Gon leaned in closer. The Knight could sense that that in itself was not the reason for the Master’s grief. Silently, he waited for Yoda to continue. Sighing again he added, “A promising student was lost.” Yoda rested his chin on the top of his gimmer stick and looked up to the stars. At that moment, Qui-Gon’s heart sped up and his anxiety grew. He was afraid of the Master’s answer and somehow Qui-Gon already knew it before asking, but his hope forced him to press, “Who?” Heaving yet another sigh Yoda fought for composure. Qui-Gon could see how much this must have been upsetting the green Jedi. “The young initiate to Bandomeer we sent, Obi-Wan Kenobi.” In a rush, Qui-Gon felt all his hopes, desires and dreams die a violent and horrible death. He had lost the young boy with those compelling blue-green eyes that invited you into his soul. His heart seized for a moment as he tried to catch his breath. Quietly, he whispered, “What have I done?” --------------------------------------------- I will do my best to post every friday. I had originally wanted to keep to weekly posts, but fell significantly behind due to personal issues. As I mentioned before, I hope that when I have caught up to what I have done, I'll be able to continue with new posts. Well, I hope you enjoyed it, for the first time or for the second+ time. Thanks for everything! Till next week! ~Ari -----signature----- Charter member of 'Obi-Torture Anonymous' Being Normal only happens to those not creative enough to develop their own psychosis. - me Please check bio for homepage and yahoo group.
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PadawanKitara Registered: Dec '01	Date Posted: 10/24/03 10:43pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	You're back Kitara does happy dance -----signature----- Courtier of the Royal Order of Shambling Dufi We are Dufi...Resistance is Futile! UCLA BRUINS
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 10/25/03 5:17am Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	Hurray. I'm glad you have really decided to continue this. Otherwise, I'd have had to hunt you down and sit on you until you did...LOL. -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 9/22/08 Fragments of Illusion- http://boards.theforce.net/bts/b10475/28456473 updated 8/16/08 Freeze frame - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b10476/27820434 Master to jedidas3 Impeach Bush!
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Xanatos_son_of_Crion Registered: Aug '03	Date Posted: 10/26/03 4:12pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	http://www1.theforce.net/jc/images/Halloween2003/hleft.jpg Looks good. I think I'll stick around. UP! -----signature----- You trusted him and he betrayed you, just as he betrayed the dragon whose heart he broke.~ Draco to Bowen 1) Picard pilots Enterprise through asteroid belt at one-quarter impulse power. Han Solo floors it. ~ See my bio. Xeana ~ Scarred One
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Arldetta Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 10/26/03 7:50pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	Kitara - Yes, it apprears that winter is good for writing! The juices are starting to flow, so we'll see how far we get after all. Master - LOL, if you sat on me too long, I doubt I would be able to write anything ever again. But actually, as I mentioned to Kitara, it seems as if Winter is good for writing even if it's not good for much else. Anyway, I may have another draft ready for you soon. Xanatos SOC - Thank you very much. I hope you enjoy my little Opus. I have and continue to work long and hard on this story. I hope it is worth some of the praise. Well, back to writing. Later! -----signature----- Charter member of 'Obi-Torture Anonymous' Being Normal only happens to those not creative enough to develop their own psychosis. - me Please check bio for homepage and yahoo group.
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CrystalKenobi Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 10/27/03 5:52am Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	I like this story. Shall be looking for more to come. -----signature----- Dark Lady Min Kenobi (wife to Obi-Wan Kenobi) In God I Trust Obi-wan/Ewan Fan club Member See Profile for Fics. All things can be done thru Christ.
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Shaindl Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 10/27/03 11:16am Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	Hi Arl! So glad you decided to continue this. I'll do my best to keep up! Cheers, Shaindl -----signature----- Halfway Moment - Qui, Obi, Anakin AU - http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20110461/?0 - UPDATED JULY 3!
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ca_tron Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 10/28/03 5:27pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	looks at small, shiny-curvy-thingy Oooo. Pretty. grabs ahold is pulled into story -----signature----- The four strokes of an airplane engine: suck, squeeze, bang, and blow. http://www.geocities.com/ca_tron Pilot since 6/14
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Bekah_K Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 10/28/03 5:33pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	Glad you're back. ~Bek -----signature----- See bio for other fics Life Beyond the Code (Obi-Wan/Anakin) - http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20820324/?6 a.k.a. bek Bring Him Home (Obi-Wan) - http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/21107038/?3
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dianethx Registered: Mar '02	Date Posted: 10/29/03 7:29pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	Just thought I'd let you know that I reviewed your fic in the writer's resource board. Here's the link Support Your Local writers: The Reviewer Challenge Another post soon? Hint, hint!!! -----signature----- Betrayal - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b1/10935143 updated 9/22/08 Fragments of Illusion- http://boards.theforce.net/bts/b10475/28456473 updated 8/16/08 Freeze frame - http://boards.theforce.net/s/b10476/27820434 Master to jedidas3 Impeach Bush!
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Arldetta Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 11/1/03 3:16pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST
	CrystalKenobi - I'm glad you are enjoying it. And I hope what I have coming will be just as enjoyable. Shaindl - Well, I've always wanted to finish it, just wasn't too sure if anyone else wanted me to. Guess I was wrong. Thanks. ca tron - hook, line and sinker, huh? Hope i can keep you attention as the story progesses. Bekah K - I am too. Hopefully, my absense won't be as long from now on. diane - You're so sweet!!!! I thank you very kindly for the promotion. I'm so close to finishing Catch me now, I can only hope that with less distraction I can focus on this story. I have so much I want to show still. Folks - here's that next post. Enjoy! --------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 – Sister Moon, Don’t forget me. “Why can’t the moon stay full forever? Right now she’s got nothing on her mind. Will this neverland Free me from its clutching hand It won’t release me.” - Full Forever (Goo Goo Dolls) Oceans of emotion gazed out upon the soft white powdery craters just beyond the portal. The scars of one pummeled constantly by asteroids. At that moment the youth could almost feel the celestial body’s pain from the abuse of space. In an odd way he felt a strange kinship to the moon they hid behind. Feeling exposed to the elements and retaining the scars of trust and hope being beaten and betrayed. His stomach lightened again, and the young man began to worry. He had often felt the butterflies of anticipation before a battle, but these were different. Almost as if they were trying to warn him of something but what ever it was remained just beyond his reach. He was trying to banish the sensation so it could not conflict with what was to come, but found it impossible. The gravity well created by the nearby moon was the perfect hiding place for the pirate vessel, as it waited poised to pounce on it’s next wayward victim. It was only a matter of time before their next quarry would be approaching and he sought desperately for the peace he needed. He had been standing there for hours deep in thought, still searching, when his friend finally entered the small observatory. “Ready yourself, cub,” declared the grey and white Togorian captain of the Night’s Scream as he stopped just behind the youth. “A ship has just been picked up on our long range sensors. We are preparing to knock it out of hyperspace in a few minutes.” Soft ginger bangs slid down over sad seas as the young adult looked down for a moment. “You wouldn’t be able to stop this Tuuvu, would you? If I told you I have a bad feeling about this?” A gentle paw came to rest upon the young shoulder and the lad looked up at his friend. Tuuvu almost released his hold at the sorrow he saw in the turbulent seas, but remained in the hopes he could calm the storm. In most cases the Captain was eager to listen to the boy’s feelings, but when it came to the raids, he knew there was little he could do to prevent them. “You know I would if I could. But there are others on this ship that would not be pleased with such a decision.” Nodding the youth accepted the elder being’s answer. He also knew of whom the captain spoke, Kuuur, the first mate of the crew. Patting the boy’s shoulder, the Togorian attempted to ease the tension. “Besides, this is our last raid before we return to Togoria for the mating period. And then next month we will be celebrating your birthing day. You know Jorri has been planning the party for months now?” Running a hand through the sweeping strands, he gave a wan smile and said, “I know. I miss her too.” “Come, cub. Our prey should be arriving any moment.” Giving a quick slap to the boy’s back, Tuuvu began to leave. Grinning widely the youth turned after him, “When are you going to stop calling me cub? I’ll be 18 next month and for humans I’ll be considered an adult.” The duo walked out of the observation lounge to get to one of the boarding portals. “But you will always be a cub to me.” Tuuvu wrapped his arm around the boy’s shoulders. “I will try to do better, cu… Obi. I promise.” A paw came up to ruffle the boy’s hair. “Do or do not, there is no try.” Laughed Obi-Wan, but it was short lived as the quote brought back too many painful memories. Suddenly, the feeling worsened. He didn’t know what caused him to dredge up those lessons. Having not thought of them for years, Obi-Wan pushed back down the hatred that threatened to overtake him. It would do him no good to enter a conflict while distracted by old demons. Refocusing his energy, he prepared himself for battle. *** The time had come, he knew, as he felt the ship being barraged by cannon fire. The smaller occupants of the room watched him expectantly. Offering a gentle smile, he manipulated the Force to keep them calm. Turning his attentions to the coming task, he strode up to his life long friend. He waited a moment while she gave her Padawan the last of her instructions. When the honey-toned woman came up to stare at him, he spoke. “I’m going to the bridge to assess the ship’s integrity and our status. If you can, hold them off for as long as possible. But don’t take unnecessary risks. Remember the reports; they are here to steal not to murder or capture us.” The Knight easily took control of the situation, after all that’s what his purpose for being there was. Despite the fact that the field trip they were on was deemed harmless, they knew their course went right through the heart of the Pirate’s territory. For this reason alone, he had been sent to protect the passengers. Tahl replied steadily, “Be careful, Qui-Gon.” He nodded and promptly left. * As soon as he stepped onto the vessel, Obi-Wan felt a surge rush through him. In an instant he placed the feeling. His mind spat. Jedi. Now, I have a really bad feeling about this. I have to tell Tuuvu. The rest of his shipmates crept into the craft, pressing themselves against the wall. Obi-Wan could see his Captain and friend just a head of him. Quickly, he worked his way up next to the leader. “Tuuvu, this ship is full of Jedi. Let’s just get out of here.” “No way, human. We are not going to waste the effort. There must be something of value for us to take.” Kuuur growled before Tuuvu could reply. “I tell you, they have nothing.” Obi-Wan hissed back. Kuuur glared at the boy and then turned to the shipmate behind him, “We will round up the passengers.” Then directing his attention back to Obi-Wan. “Make your self useful, and go get the captain so we can get in the treasury.” “Kuuur, you are inviting trouble. They will not give up so easily. It’s best if we just leave now.” Pressing the point further, Obi-Wan tried his best to convince his companion of his folly. Instead, Kuuur growled and a group of the pirates moved out. As they reached the end of the hall, a lone figure stepped out. The honey-toned woman announced, “There’s nothing here you want. You may as well leave.” Obi-Wan felt the Force suggestion in her voice, but he knew it was futile. Over the years, he had helped his fellow pirates build up shields to block out such things. Only he knew how to override them, if need be. When the pirates kept moving in, he noticed the confusion pass behind her eyes before being replaced with determination. He could not resist smirking at the situation, after all, he was not sure the shields would hold. They had never been tested before, but hold they did and against a Master no less. Yup, I was completely unworthy of training. Bitterness arose, which he fought to suppress. A dark thought entered his mind, Maybe I can repay them the kindness that was once forced upon me. But he stopped it immediately, he wanted nothing more from them. They rejected him and he would rather just leave well enough alone. However that was not what would happen, as he noticed his shipmates continuing to advance. During his introspection the fight had begun and now the thieves headed into the ship automatically falling into their routine. Not wanting to leave his clan to face a Jedi alone, he followed behind. Tuuvu and a number of others headed for the bridge to collect the captain. They drove the Jedi back with the constant blaster fire, moving her further down the hall. Using his Force abilities, Obi-Wan aimed his blaster carefully. He determined that if he could wound her, they might be able to pull this off without a hitch. He studied her movements to find the best time to shoot. The Knight felt the warning in the Force but could not concentrate enough to pinpoint where the bolt was coming from. She saw it too late, as it grazed her arm. Momentarily distracted by the pain, she was overtaken quickly by the pirates. Binding her wrists they guided her along the halls in search of other passengers. Empty rooms were all they found, which confused the invaders further. Obi-Wan walked behind the Jedi, keeping his bangs loosely hung in front of his eyes. When Tuuvu asked why he had not tied them back as usual, he only offered one word as explanation, precaution. At the time he wasn’t fully sure why he had done it either, just that he felt the need to obscure his face as much as possible. When he learned that Jedi were on board, he understood, knowing that is was possible he might actually know one of them. As such, he tried to maintain a low profile, hanging back only supporting his companions when it was necessary. As Tahl was brought through the passenger section, she watched their progress intently. She could feel the human boy behind her, studying her with the same intensity. Tahl also noticed how the other pirates reacted to the solo human among them. As they approached rooms or intersections, they would pause and glance back at the youth for clearance, like he knew what was in the halls and rooms before going in. Intrigued, Tahl stretched out her senses to scan the young man only to find her subtle tendrils thrown back at her. The strange youth came up behind her and jabbed her with the end of his blaster nozzle. She could feel the anger roll off him as he spoke, “I would not do that again, if I were you.” As they entered the next corridor, a Togorian was about to access the room she had left from. Quickly she asked, “Please, let me go in first. I will tell them to follow as long as you promise not to hurt them.” She had turned just after beginning her request to the strange young man behind her. The Togorian and the Jedi waited for his answer. After a long moment, the boy said, “It’s alright Mrrogh, let her in.” Then turning hidden eyes toward the Knight, he added, “I promise they will not be harmed, just don’t do anything you would regret.” She nodded her acceptance and stepped up to the door. The large tan and white Togorian, Mrrogh, accessed the entry and the door slid open. They were met by a young Calamarian Jedi Padawan with her lightsaber ignited. But at the sight of her Master she quickly shut the blade off and went to the Knight. “Master, you’ve been injured.” The girl more concerned about her Master to notice all the beings that surrounded them, including the human, which Obi-Wan was grateful for. His heart pounded in his chest and Obi-Wan involuntarily stepped back at the sight of his old friend. “It’s alright, Bant,” said the Knight. As the group entered the room, they gathered the small initiates Bant had been protecting. He was deathly afraid of facing any Jedi he knew, but encountering one of his closest friends almost made him flee. Leaning against the bulkhead, his mind raced for options. When he sensed more Jedi in a room just ahead, he quickly rushed in to collect the others. Hoping that he could escape the notice of the kindest being he knew. Obi-Wan was beginning to think he had stepped into a horrible nightmare, but he couldn’t force himself to wake. So he forged ahead, hoping it would end soon. As soon as he entered, he was met by another Jedi Master. The mocha skinned Councilwoman stood protectively in front of about 10 little Initiates. “We have nothing for you. They are just children.” Adi Gallia said. They were the perfect little Jedi, their faces composed despite the danger that danced around them. At one point in time, he was just like them, giving his fears up to the Force, allowing him to remain stoic in the face of death. Hopeful, that one day he would become a Jedi Knight, helping all those in need. But not now, not when they had thrown him away. Self-hatred and contempt coursed through him, no longer able to stomach the site, Obi-Wan turned his only desire to leave, when he was stopped. Another Togorian named Miird entered saying, “Gather them with the others, and take them to the Common room.” More pirates poured in to surround the group. Turning halfway, he glanced at the Councilor, “We will not harm them, if you come peacefully.” Easing her stance Adi accepted his proposal. She motioned for the children to follow before heading out herself. Just before she left, Obi-Wan noticed her gaze swiftly shoot over toward a side door. Once the rest of the group had gone, Obi-Wan stared at the entry for a few minutes. Slowly he made his way over and gently knocked on the metal doorway. “You may as well come out. We have already captured your friends.” After a few more moments, the door opened to reveal another Jedi Padawan. Her blond hair rested on her shoulders and cold fire blazed in her crystal eyes. Obi-Wan held his blaster aloft to re-enforce the idea of who was in charge. Leading the girl out, they entered an empty hall. Glancing around, Obi-Wan motioned for her to take the lead. They walked for a moment in silence before the girl spoke, “I will not let you harm them. I will fight you if I have to.” Shaking his head, his memory did not fail him. “Obstinate as usual, Siri. But if I had intended to harm anyone, don’t you think I would have already?” Siri stopped at his words and she turned to face her capture. Her gaze tightened as she scrutinized the figure before her. Confused by the use of her name, she tried to place this stranger. Silken ginger hair brushed lightly at the youth’s shoulders as they hung loosely about the smooth features of the boy’s face. Sea change eyes stared back at her, revealing the flux of emotions that raged beneath the calm surface. He wore a long black trench coat over fitted black pants. His shirt a soft mint green that only accented the sparkling colour of his eyes. But no matter how long she stared she could not place the face. Finally, she concluded, “You will not succeed, whoever you are.” Obi-Wan was relieved she didn’t remember him. They had only sparred a couple of times before he was sent to Bandomeer, but that was five years ago. Only five years? It seems so much longer. Disgusted again by what his life had become, he ignored the Padawan and tried to walk past her. Hoping that she would follow obediently, but was blocked by her instantly. Obi-Wan was about to argue with her when he saw movement just beyond them down the hall. He could see one of the crewmembers pointing a blaster towards them. He would have ignored that too, by dodging the bolts, but he also caught sight of Mrrogh creeping up behind. He knew that the Togorian had probably backtracked to find the lost party member as soon as he noticed Obi-Wan was missing. He felt the warning just as the shot was fired. He shouted, “No!” Moving in response to the attack as everything slowed down. Mrrogh had jumped the crewman as the shot went off, knocking the man down and out. Siri turned to see the ray coming for them, but before she could act someone pushed her out of harm’s way. Time resumed it’s normal pace as the form of her adversary dropped to one knee. Siri watched as the Togorian rushed to help his wounded friend. Pulling the boy up, she heard him grunt from the handling, “I’m alright, Mrrogh. I’m alright.” Steadying himself against the furry being, Obi-Wan pulled away from Mrrogh’s hold. Carefully, he reached a hand down to hold his wounded side, wincing he said, “Take her back to the others. I’ll be right behind you.” Grabbing the confused girl’s arm, Mrrogh pushed her ahead. As they passed the unconscious crewman, the Togorian bent down to pick the man up. They walked on ahead, as Obi-Wan slowly followed. Pausing occasionally to look down at his wound, Obi-Wan knew he needed help, but he would have to wait until he got back to his own ship. At last he reached his destination, and as he entered he drank in the situation. Obi-Wan swept the room, observing the numerous Jedi initiates, the two Jedi women, the two Jedi Padawans and a male Jedi knelt before the initiates, calming them. The man’s back was to Obi-Wan and he could not identify the remaining Jedi. Also amongst the group were some of the crew and the Captain. His gaze lastly fell upon those of his clan and found Tuuvu and Kuuur arguing. Staggering slightly, he made his way over to them. “There was not much in the treasury for us to take,” snarled Kuuur. Obi-Wan restated through clenched teeth, “I told you that. They’re Jedi, they are nothing of value, to us.” He turned his head to stare back at the Jedi and found someone he had never expected to see again standing in their midst. His eyes widened in immediate recognition. A searing pain shot through his heart that dulled the burn in his side. A growl forced him to return to the discussion. “There must be something else.” Kuuur just could not accept the meager bounty they had collected. “There is nothing else. Give it up.” Obi-Wan roared through the growing pain. His ribs were on fire and he could feel his hand being warmed by his blood. Before Kuuur could protest further, the ship lurched from a loud explosion. Once everyone recovered from the sudden jolt, Tuuvu activated his comms immediately, “Grruun, What happened?” “Captain, the starboard engine has just exploded. Most of our sensors have been damaged by the blast.” There was a pause for a moment before Grruun continued, “As best as we can tell, the ship is dying, we have to disengage now!” “We’re on our way,” Tuuvu confirmed then turned back to his compatriots, “This has cost us enough already. Grab what you can, we’re leaving.” Finally they all agreed and moved out to disembark. Staggering for a moment, Obi-Wan stole one more glance at the waiting Jedi, before following his comrades. They were almost at the portal when a secondary blast shook the ship. The violent jolt knocked Obi-Wan into one of the bulkheads igniting further agony in his already aching ribs. Stumbling to the ground, he noticed Tuuvu pause to look back. Obi-Wan waved his friends on, “Get out of here!” But Tuuvu hesitated. They had been friends ever since the day Obi-Wan was brought on board. At the time, he was their prisoner, while Captain Drrov was in charge. But Tuuvu had always liked the little human boy. A few months later, the Captain had died during a botched attempt of piracy, giving Tuuvu command. He had released the boy immediately, but found out that Obi-Wan had no where else to go. So taking it upon himself, he cared for the child, who’s soul was in much worse condition than his body. Over the years, he had almost become a surrogate son to him and his mate, Jorri. No, he determined, I will not abandon him. He was about to lunge toward the boy when the tall Jedi entered the corridor. Another explosion rocked the vessel, the Jedi Knight crept steadily closer to Obi-Wan, who tried vainly to rid himself of the rage and pain he felt in his desperation. His wound hindered him from the strength he needed to get him away and back to his home. Home? It wasn’t really my home. I never had one. Caught in his self-pity, Obi-Wan lost precious seconds. There would be no escape for him, he knew that now, but that did not mean his allies had to be condemned to his fate. He peered into the pleading eyes of his protector and shouted, “Go, please. I don’t want you hurt for me. I will come back to you. I promise.” Determination lived in Tuuvu’s bright green eyes as he set himself to retrieve his son. Suddenly, Kuuur was in front of him. Another shudder informed them that the ship would not last much longer. Over their comms, Tuuvu and Kuuur heard the urgent voice of Grruun, “We have to break off now! Or else we’re gone too!” Tuuvu remained for a moment longer glancing back down the hall to his cub. Desperation and confliction battled in Tuuvu. When he heard Obi-Wan’s strained cry, “Kuuur, Go!” The sable Togorian understood what was being asked of him and he instantly grabbed Tuuvu and pushed the captain back to the boarding tunnel. Realizing what must be done Tuuvu called, “I will be waiting, cub,” The paternal being never took his eyes off of Obi-Wan as the door shut cutting the ships off from each other. As soon as the door closed Obi-Wan curled up unto himself, absorbed in his abject misery, he waited for death. The Jedi knelt down beside the boy, he had watched the exchange between the youth and his fellow pirates. Qui-Gon was marginally amazed at the feelings of remorse at leaving the youth behind. He turned when he felt Adi and Siri arrive. Another explosion could be heard and he ordered, “Take care of him. We have to land this ship before we break apart.” Qui-Gon then stood and ran down the hall. Adi and Siri gathered up the depressed youth and helped him back to their rooms. Once they laid him down, Obi-Wan gracefully accepted Darkness’ invitation and drifted in to her night. --------------------------------------------- Hope you all had a good Halloween! Catch ya later. -----signature----- Charter member of 'Obi-Torture Anonymous' Being Normal only happens to those not creative enough to develop their own psychosis. - me Please check bio for homepage and yahoo group.
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CrystalKenobi Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 11/1/03 3:32pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST Chapter 1
	Simply awesome. -----signature----- Dark Lady Min Kenobi (wife to Obi-Wan Kenobi) In God I Trust Obi-wan/Ewan Fan club Member See Profile for Fics. All things can be done thru Christ.
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Keeper_of_Swords Registered: Sep '03	Date Posted: 11/1/03 4:10pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST Chapter 1
	Wow Nice way you made the reader know what the characters were thinking. Also the imagery of light and darkness was great. -----signature----- The next day there came no dawn and the Grey Company passed on into the darkness of the storm of Mordor and were lost to mortal sight. But the Dead followed them.
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Xanatos_son_of_Crion Registered: Aug '03	Date Posted: 11/1/03 5:02pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST Chapter 1
	Poor Obi-Wan! Wonder how Bant's gonna react when she finds out who he is. -----signature----- You trusted him and he betrayed you, just as he betrayed the dragon whose heart he broke.~ Draco to Bowen 1) Picard pilots Enterprise through asteroid belt at one-quarter impulse power. Han Solo floors it. ~ See my bio. Xeana ~ Scarred One
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ca_tron Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 11/1/03 6:50pm Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST Chapter 1
	Wow. I wonder if he's going to go back or not. -----signature----- The four strokes of an airplane engine: suck, squeeze, bang, and blow. http://www.geocities.com/ca_tron Pilot since 6/14
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Sabe126 Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 11/2/03 8:08am Subject: RE: Forsaken and Begotten RE-POST Chapter 1
	WOW! I'm hooked!!!! I love your use of imagery and your characterisation. Looking forward to finding out what happens when Obi-Wan is recognised and whether it is too late for him to return to the Jedi or even if he still wants to. -----signature----- Luminous beings are we...not this crude matter. Conversations With My Master - Joint fic with ForceAchtungBaby - http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20217597/?1
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