Before - Legends Smile (A sonfic. Obi-torture)

How far are you, how close am I
I know your words are true and I don't feel them inside
Still I believe you'll never leave
So where are you now

You're all I have, You're all I know
Your breath is breathing in my soul
Still I am gasping, aching, asking
Where are you now

Cause I just wanna be with You
I just want this waiting to be over
I just want to be with You
And it helps to know the Day is getting closer

Every minute takes an hour
Every inch feels like a mile
Til I won't have to imagine
And I finally get to see You smile

My journey's here, but my heart is There
So I dream and wait, and keep the faith, while You prepare
Our destiny, til You come back for me
Oh, please make it soon!

Cause I just wanna be with You
I just want this waiting to be over
I just want to be with You
And it helps to know the Day is getting closer

Every minute takes an hour
Every inch feels like a mile
Til I won't have to imagine
And I finally get to see You smile

I just wanna be with You
I just want this waiting to be over
I just want to be with You
And it helps to know the Day is getting closer

I just wanna be with You
I just want this waiting to be over
I just want to be with You
And it helps to know the Day is getting closer

Every minute takes an hour
Every inch feel like a mile
Til I won't have to imagine
And I finally get to see You

Every minute takes an hour
Every inch feel like a mile
Til I won't have to imagine
And I finally get to see You smile
-Chris Rice, Smile
(Keep this song in mind as you read)




Qui-Gon and I stood in the middle of the Council Room, facing the twelve Council members. They had just explained to us that we were to go to Drudan. Drudan is in the middle of a war and wants to end it peacefully. We were to go and negotiate a peace treaty. One side is more willing to sign than the other. The hostile side is the rich Drudians. They want to rule the planet instead of a joined government.
When the Council was through speaking to us, we went back to our quarters to pack. We walked back in silence, thinking about our mission. We packed and went to the ship.
It is only a day?s travel so we spent the time in meditation. Well, Qui-Gon did, I slept.
When we arrived, a feeling of foreboding washed over me. It must have been the war. Qui-Gon and I were escorted to a neutral meeting place. We discussed some issues of the peace agreement for about an hour and got nowhere. Finally, the rich leader, Marcus, could stand it no longer.
?This is pointless!? he said standing up. ?I want to discuss this later.? He stormed out of the room. I glanced at Qui-Gon. He raised his eyebrows. I hid a smile.
?Well,? the ?poor? leader Brian said. ?Shall we continue tomorrow??
?Yes, perhaps then we will be ready to make some progress.? Qui-Gon said.
?Can I ask you something?? Brian asked.
?Sure. Why don?t you wait outside Padawan.?
?Yes Master.? I left the room and went to look around. I turned a corner and ran into Marcus.
?Excuse me sir. I didn?t see you.? I apologized.
?No problem son.? He smiled and walked past me. ?Why is he still here and in a good mood?? I thought. Just as I decided to tell Qui-Gon, something hit me behind my right ear. I fell to the ground.



When I woke up, my head was throbbing. I looked around and saw that I was in a cell. My hands were chained above my head. I tried to open them with the Force, but my head hurt too much. Just as I gave up, Marcus entered the cell. I looked up at him.
?Come with me.? He said as he unchained my hands.
I stood and followed. He led me into another room. He had me kneel down. He chained my hands above my head. He then started talking to me.
?You are going to help me with something. You?re going to pretend to be my son at an important signing on Cana.?
?What signing??
?Ahh, Jedi curiosity. I?m buying a big portion of Cana and am planing on buying the planet soon. Now, are you going to help me??
?No. I will never help you.?
?Yes you will. I?ll make you. Are you going to do this th

 

Welcome to our boards Padawan_O-WKenobi Good post. I could see the sweet Obi-Wan. Buaaa!. You did a great job with your first post.

 

yeah...seems like it will turn out into a cool Jedi Quest.

 

That was wonderful.

 

Thanks guys! I'm glad you liked it!
I'm in the middle of doing a research paper so I'll post tomorrow probably.

Thanks again!

 

Okay, here's the next part. I don't know when I'll be able to get the next part up because of my research paper.


The next morning, I woke up with a huge headache. Marcus came in and dragged me into another room. Why he did this, I still can?t figure out. Because in that room, was another person. And that person was a girl.
?Stay here.? Marcus told me. ?If you try escaping, you will never see your precious Master again.? He left and slammed the door on his way out.
I walked over to a small bench and gingerly lowered myself onto the bench. It felt good to sit down.
?Hi.? The girl said, coming over to me. ?My name?s Karen.?
?Hi.? Talking hurt, actually, so did breathing.
?What?s your name?? She asked. She looked like she was younger than me.
?Obi-Wan Kenobi.?
?Hi Obi-Wan, how old are you, and why are you here?? I smiled at her rapid-fire questions.
?I?m 14 and, Marcus wants me to help him, but I don?t want to. How old are you??
?I?m 12. My mom is one of Marcus? servants.? She stopped talking and started looking at me. It felt weird to have her looking me over. Very uncomfortable. She looked intently at all of the pouches on my belt, then she looked at my face. Her eyes stopped roaming when she saw my braid.
?You?re a Jedi! Cool! I?ve never met a Jedi in person, but I?ve seen one.? I couldn?t help but grin at her excitement. ?Do you have a Lightsaber??
?Yes, but Marcus took it from me.?
?Wow.? Just then, Marcus came in.
?Have you changed your mind, Jedi?? I stood up, staring into his eyes.
?No. I?ll never help you. I?m a Jedi. Jedi are protectors of the peace, not destroyers.?
?Come now, I don?t want to destroy the peace, I just want to take it over.?
?Which would disrupt it in the process.?
?Fine. But remember, every time you refuse, you pay a price.? He motioned to someone behind me. I turned to see what it was. It was three guards. I turned back around and gave Marcus a questioning look.
?Fight these men. If you win, you live. If you lose, you die.? I looked back at the guards. Suddenly, they looked a lot bigger.
?No! Stop it!? Karen yelled.
?Stay away Karen.? I warned.
The first guard came at me with his fist raised as to punch. I ducked at the last second. He tripped over me. I fell to the floor from the impact to my ribs. ?Get up Kenobi!? I thought. I aimed a side kick at the second guard. He caught my foot and twisted it. I twisted with the motion and spun three times sideways in the air. I landed hard on my back. The third guard tried to stomp on my head. I rolled sideways and sprung up. I quickly tested my ankle to see if it was twisted. It was sore, but not bad. The first guard swept my legs out from under me and the third pinned me down, crushing my already crushed ribs. The second guard started punching my stomach and ribs. I gathered my strength and Force pushed them across the room. They hit the wall with a thud. Two of them hit their head and were knocked unconscious. The last guard came at me again. He pulled out a knife and lunged at me. I jumped sideways and grabbed his hand that held the knife. I kneed him in the stomach and when he doubled over, I pushed a pressure point on his arm to make him release the knife. His grip loosened and I grabbed the knife. I pulled his arm and swung him around so that his hand was laying on the bench palm down. I pulled the knife up as if to stab him. I brought it down, the guard shut his eyes, waiting for the stab. But a second before I would hit him, I slid the knife down my sleeve and slapped his hand with my palm. He looked up at me.
?You shouldn?t play with knives, it?s a bad example.? I stared into his eyes.
?Enough.? Marcus said angrily. ?You won that round boy. But you won?t be so lucky next time.? He left the room in a huff.
I fell down on the ground and was shaking from exhaustion.
?What?s wrong, Obi-Wan?? Karen asked.
?Nothing. I?m just tired.? I looked up at her. She didn?t believe me.
?You?re more than tired. What?s wrong??
?My ribs are broken.? I mumbled.
?What!? How??
?Marcus.? I

 

Hey! Sorry I haven't posted another part. I'm in the middle of writing it and I'm doing a research paper! I'll get the next part done ASAP.

 

Hey, I just found this. Great job so far!

More soon, please!

 

yeah..great job. I liked the fight too.

 

Thanks everybody! I really am writing the next part! School is just taking over my life right now. So please hang on for the next part! Thanks!