Dark Accusations (JA, Obi/Qui, angst) A POST!!!!! Sept19/03

Title: Dark Accusations
Author: Arwen Jade Kenobi
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst
Timeframe: JA (Obi's 14)
Summary Obi-Wan is severely beaten on a mission, and Qui-Gon is charged with Attempted Murder. Will the star witness wake up in time?
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Part 1

I have a bad feeling about this

Obi-Wan Kenobi, age fourteen, rushed down the backalleys of the capital city of Urnan. The Rebels were on him, they'd already nabbed his lightsaber.

He slipped and fell into a puddle of mud, he rose to his feet and kept running, clutching his stomach as he ran. He wished that Qui-Gon was here.

But Qui-Gon was probably looking for him he realised. The Rebels had kidnapped him and had planned to hold him hostage until the planet's government conseited to reform their policies towards the poor. Obi-Wan and his Master had been sent to guard the Prime Minister from any possible kidnapping or assasination attempts.

well, look who they got instead of you Prime Minister Granhef

Obi-Wan dashed into the doorway of an abandoned help and pressed himself against the inside wall. It took every ounce of will power to keep his ragged breathing down as the angry mob rushed pass him, their mud drecnched footsteps fading into the night.

The young Jedi Apprentice, slid to the floor and attempted to regain his breath. He had to get back to the palace, to let Qui-Gon know that the Rebels were getting violent. He stood and turned towards the door.

Until someone pulled the back of his tunic and threw him to the floor. Obi-Wan's head whipped back as he hit the stone floor with a crack. Obi-Wan tried to get up, but a foot connected with his ribs. HE gasped and then breath refused to come to him, the foot came down again and again. The Padawan managed to roll away, with great pain, and tried to get up.

But, his assailent grabbed his left arm and twisted it. Obi-Wan chocked back a scream as he heard the bone snap, he crumpled to the floor again pain racing through him.

//Qui-Gon!!!//

He raised his eyes in time for a blow to hit the side of his face, then the other. He ducked and managed to get a solid hit with his good arm, the attacker faltered.

Obi-Wan rushed up the stairs, stumbling with pain as he supported his broken and his ribs screamed for release. He tried to run up the last few steps, but his legs gave out.

//Help//

The attacker caught up, grabbed him by the leg and planted a well positioned blow on his chest with a club.

This time Obi-Wan did scream, each decible pronouncing his agony. The attacker, dragged him up the stairs, all 12 flights. More pain raced through him, his head pounded in time with the trobbing of the pain as he was dragged.

When they reached the top, the attacker pulled him to his feet and pushed him hard against the wall. Obi-Wan groaned hard as his back connected with the wall.

//Master...//

He felt hands wrap around his throat, his hands were to beaten to try and pry them away. He saw pinwheels of colour at the corner of his vision, as he felt his air supply weaken.

A smart blow across his head brought him to the floor again, he lay still, eyes closed and breathing in small rasps.

Obi-Wan felt him self being picked up and carried over to a window.

Oh please no

He felt the strong hold of the attackers hands slip, he felt himself falling. He waited for death to come and claim him, before he hit the ground he saw his attackers face.

Shock was the last thing he felt before the darkness took him

 

Very interesting. So when to we get the next? Was it Qui that he saw, or at least 'thought' he saw?

:: sits back to wait for more. ::

 

Whoa, interesting start there, Arwen. Mesa likey.

More soon, I hope?

 

That was evil.

But well-written and interesting. I look forward to more. You've got me really wondering who his attacker was, and what will happen to Obi-Wan. And what Qui-Gon is doing.

 

Very good beginning! You definitely got my attention - so please post more soon!

Nicky

 

poor obi!

 

Well, nothing like hitting the ground running is there, Arwen?

Really great start. This looks to be an interesting story. More soon please!

Shaindl

 

Ah, something lighthearted for the holidays! Very good so far, Arwen, albeit painful for Obi! Keep writing!!!

 

Obi-Wan must have thought he saw Qui-Gon. But surely he wouldn't believe his master would do such a terrible thing.

 

Awesome start Arwen! Poor Obi!

 

[face_shocked]

 

Wow- what a start!

 

...

oh...

wow...

Great start, Arwen!

 

Ooooo, great start, Arwen! What a lovely Christmas gift... Obi-torture! It's been so long since I've had a real good dose of the stuff...

Anyway, more soon, please!

KenobisGirl

 

whoa I need more I need more

Awesome beginning

 

Great start!
More soon?

 

Very cool! I can't wait to read more!

 

wow....nice start Arwen...*sigh* you've got me hooked!! I'm just wondering, was that Qui or it could have been...*GASP* I think I know what that was, not precisly, but vaguely. OK I'm not making any sense, never mind. I'm looking forward to more soon.

Happy Holidays!!

~*~Jess~*~

 

Thank you all for reading and responding so positivly. Considering that tomorrow is Christmas and that I won't be within reach of a comp I'll try to make this post count
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Qui-Gon Jinn tensed as he heard the cries of his Padawan over the bond, then silence. He tried to reach the boy, if he heard he didn't answer.

"Are you all right Master Jinn?" Qui-Gon snapped his attention to the security agent who had appeared next to him.

Qui-Gon didn't answer that question, instead grilled the man on the progress of the search.

The human sighed. "The Rebel Leader is in our custody and we have determined that he didn't authorize the actions of the extremist groups that took your apprentice. The ringleader of the mob that took him, say that he escaped and ran off. No one knows where he is."

Well, at least he got away. But he is still in trouble

"honestly Master Jinn," continued the guard. "Don't you think he would have gone back to the government buildings? I bet he's back in your room wondering where the Force we all went."

The Jedi Master would have given anything to say that the man was right, but he knew that Obi-Wan was anywhere but back at the legislative building.

"He's out here Major," he said in a near reflective tone. "I'm going out again."

"You won't find anything."

Qui-Gon glared at him. "I won't come back until I do, it's starting to snow. Pass me that blanket."

The guard passed him the blanket, Qui-gon drew up his hood and stepped out into the bitter cold of the alien night.
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An hour later, it was snowing full force. Qui-Gon's arm was in front of his face as he trudged through the blinding white blizzard.

Where was Obi-Wan? Was he okay? Was he...dead?

Qui-Gon banished the thought, he would have felt that. Had to have felt that, there was no way he couldn't have.

Not so Jinn, that bonds been silenced. Either he can't answer or he's dead. Dead being far more likely in this weather.

Qui-Gon tried to silence the voice in his head, he wouldn't give up on the boy. He couldn't, he meant to much to him.

Eventually, Qui-Gon admitted that he had to get out of the cold for a least a moment. He ducked inside an abandoned house for a moment, taking deep breaths as he tried to warm himself.

He sensed a large disturbance in the force, something horrible had happened here...

~*~Until someone pulled the back of his tunic and threw him to the floor. Obi-Wan's head whipped back as he hit the stone floor with a crack. Obi-Wan tried to get up, but a foot connected with his ribs. He gasped and then breath refused to come to him, the foot came down again and again. The Padawan managed to roll away, with great pain, and tried to get up. ~*~

"Obi-Wan," he whispered. Qui-Gon glanced up the stairway, he could see something on the stairs.

He climbed up the first few and distinctly saw blood on the edges.

~*~ The attacker, dragged him up the stairs, all 12 flights. More pain raced through him, his head pounded in time with the trobbing of the pain as he was dragged. ~*~

Qui-Gon rushed up the stairs, all 12 flights, to see a streak of blood on the wall as he made it to the top.

~*~Obi-Wan groaned hard as his back connected with the wall....He felt hands wrap around his throat, his hands were to beaten to try and pry them away. He saw pinwheels of colour at the corner of his vision, as he felt his air supply weaken.

A smart blow across his head brought him to the floor again, he lay still, eyes closed and breathing in small rasps.

Obi-Wan felt him self being picked up and carried over to a window.~*~

Qui-Gon gulped as he walked over to the window, afraid of what he was going to see. He trembled physicly and mentally as he approched the window and looked down.

He almost fell out. At the bottom, covered in snow, was his apprentice. Unmistakbly unconscious, possibly dead.

Qui-Gon had no recollection of getting out of the building, he had no idea weather he had jumped out the windo

 

Awwww.... great post Arwen! Merry Christmas!

 

Loved the post, Arwen.

Merry Christmas.

 

Grrrr. I'm gonna kill who ever did this to Obi...WHO'S WITH ME?!

 

ahhh poor Obi need more

Merry Christmas

 

Wonderful post! And Merry Christmas!

 

Poor Obi! Marvelous post, Arwen!

Merry Christmas, all!