Title: Bittersweet Revenge Author: Star_Angel Characters: Obi-Wan, Xanatos. Genre: angst-ish AU vignette. Timeframe: Pre-TPM, Obi-Wan is 23. Summary: The bomb that Xanatos planted in the Jedi Temple's Room of a Thousand Fountains successfully hit it's target and everything changed for the worst. Notes: I just had to try this. Although, I warn you, I don?t know much about Obi-Wan before TPM and nothing about Xanatos, well, I read a little before I wrote this. Oh, and this is very, very short. The Challenge you are responding to: The ?evil Obi? challenge, I hope that he is evil enough. The three quotes I decided to use were: * "Many of the truths we cling to depend greatly on our point of view." * "In my experience, there's no such thing as luck." * "How uncivilized." ~o~o~o~ The only thing that was heard inside the small, dark room was the sound of a lightsaber going on and off, on and off. The man that sat behind the desk had his boots comfortably resting on the wooden surface, the dim light that came from the small lamp above him didn?t light the room enough, and his face was covered by shadow. The door opened and a man walked in. His dark gaze moved over the desk to the man in the shadows who made a small gesture toward the chair. ?Obi-Wan Kenobi,? The dark-eyed man called Xanatos said as a half-smile spread over his face. ?I?m surprised to see you alive.? ?Many of the truths we cling to depend greatly on our point of view." Obi-Wan said wisely." I knew that you were the one that planted that bomb, you wanted us dead and I guess that you succeeded.? ?I don?t understand that, but I?m sure it?s true. You survived even thought you shouldn?t have, so I guess that means that you were pretty lucky then.? Xanatos declared and smiled. ?In my experience, there's no such thing as luck.? Obi-Wan said sternly and Xanatos fell silent. ?Was the death of Qui-Gon really what you wanted?? ?Do you really want me to answer that?? Xanatos asked, looking at his feet. Obi-Wan got to his feet and moved towards him; Xanatos wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. The once handsome face, something that not even he could deny, was gone. What was left was burning red skin that still looked utterly painful. His left was missing and he had a hideous, deep scar on his still functional side of his face. ?You see what happen to me?? Obi-Wan asked ?Do you see what you did to me?? Xanatos couldn?t speak, the shock of seeing another person like this was enough to silence even him; ?What?s the matter, nothing to say?? Obi-Wan asked, laughing softly. Then Obi-Wan turned around and walked along the table towards the small, dirty mirror next to it. He stood there and examined his own reflection while his hand, which Xanatos now could see was made out of metal. ?I guess that you?re not going to say anything, so I might as well talk.? He heard Obi-Wan say as the man turned toward him again. ?We never saw it coming, neither of us, I must admit that it was a smart move on your side.? Xanatos nodded as Obi-Wan continued, ?The flames spread fast thought the room with a thousand fountains; you would think that that with a room with water it wouldn't have, but it did.? ?Qui-Gon died early, I guess that he was lucky, he never had to see what happen to the others, to the Jedi burning to death, or hear the screaming of pain,? he got a sad look in his eye. ?Or me.? ?I woke up almost a month later and this is what I had left..." he said pointing at his face. "A destroyed face and they told me that the damages on my right arm were untreatable, and they had to replace it,? He paused for a moment. ?And look at me now; I feel like am more a machine then a man.? Xanatos nodded again, still unsure what to say. ?But I guess that I should thank you.? Obi-Wan said and as their eyes met, Xanatos saw something twisted hiding in there, watching him like a beast watchea its prey.