FINISHED!! Enemies of the past (Obi-Wan torture story, 17 years old) This is terrifying...it's done!

HI! I need a new story, and this jumped out and yelled, "Write me!" So I did. Here it is, and I hope you enjoy.

Oh, and BTW, this post is just a cute fun one. Torture will come later, I promise.

Feedback please!
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Obi-Wan followed his master at a discreet distance as they left the council room. //Another mission.// He gave a great sigh. They hadn?t had more than two days off at a time for almost 6 months now. He didn?t know how much more his body could take.

//I didn?t even have time to unpack my bags this time.// He thought to himself dismally. The 17-teen-year-old was right. They had been back for barely an hour, but this mission had been top-priority, and when they had returned, the council had rushed to give them their new assignment.

According to the council, a planet named Delbuort was being plagued by a very intelligent mass murderer who had already killed 23 of the planet?s inhabitants. The local security force had been unable to catch the insane man. The planet, in desperation, had called the council for help, asking for a Jedi team to come catch the killer.

And so, here they were, going on another assignment. Obi-Wan rubbed his eyes wearily, trying to remember the last time he had slept. He couldn?t, and so he gave up. The mental activity was draining him too much.

Suddenly, he slammed into his master?s back and knocked the breath out of himself. He stumbled back a few steps and rubbed his nose with two fingers of his right hand. He waited to be counseled on his lack of concentration, and bent his head in preparation.

?Hypothesis confirmed,? came his master?s deep voice. Obi-Wan glanced up in confusion as his master turned slowly. ?You are tired.? His master said.

Obi-Wan nodded. ?Yes master. I am sorry for bumping into you.? He answered meekly.

Qui-Gon nodded back thoughtfully. ?It?s alright padawan. I was just confirming what I was quite sure of. You need sleep.?

Obi-Wan shook his head vigorously. ?No, master, I?ll be alright, I?ll??

Qui-Gon cut him off. ?None of that. As soon as we are on that transport, I expect to see you sleeping, do you hear me??

?But?I usually fly, and you need then sleep more than I do?.? Obi-Wan started, but Qui-Gon held up a hand.

?No buts, padawan. We?ll have a pilot this time. Don?t make me make that an order!? He said, towering over his short apprentice.

Obi-Wan stifled a laugh at his master?s mock seriousness. ?Yes..master..? He managed to get out seriously.

?That?s what I thought?? Qui-Gon replied, straining to keep his own smile at bay.

Obi-Wan stared at his master for a long moment, his face turning red, before bursting into laughter. Qui-Gon quickly followed him into hysterics, draping an arm over his padawan?s shoulder as the halls echoed with their laughter.

?Let?s go.? Qui-Gon finally said, never moving his arm, after a long time laughing. Obi-Wan agreed rapidly, and they started down the corridor, grinning from ear to ear.
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?Padawan?.Padawan, wake up!? Qui-Gon called at his shirtless apprentice, who was curled into a ball in his chair wearing only his leggings. Obi-Wan mumbled something unintelligible and pushed him away, rolling over.

Qui-Gon sighed. Time to go into phase two. He grabbed up the container off ice-cold water he had gotten from the refresher, (space makes for very cold water,) and threw it on his padawan?s head.

Obi-Wan?s eyes went wide, and he jumped out of the chair and fell onto the floor, spluttering heavily. When his vision cleared, he saw his master, doubled over in laughter.

?You?should have seen?.your face?.Padawan!? Qui-Gon managed to get out.

?Really?? The disgruntled padawan replied, and suddenly flew at his master, shaking the water out of his hair and onto his master while putting his now-freezing hands underneath his shirt collar.

Qui-Gon gave a scream that seemed more befitting of a teenage girl than an over six-foot tall male Jedi Master, and grabbed at Obi-Wan?s hands, wrestling his padawan around and trap

 

I get first reply A very amusing start Jacinta.

 

Kitara - Yes, you did! Good job! Thanks!

Oh, and BTW, I am going with my old system, since I have the nxt post written.

Four replies, and I will post.

See you then!

 

Second reply, second reply! You could put half of your next post! That was a great start, Jacinta! It proves that sometimes Jedi can have fun. I can't wait to read more!

 

Yep, second post.

I don't think so... *sings* "With me, it's all or nuthin."

Sorry...I'm going to try out mor the musical Oklahoma! soon.

Anyway. Thanks Nat!

Tell you what. If there aren't four posts by Monday, I'll post.

 

Great Start! Here's one more post to add!

Come on everyone, we need a post. So all of you lurkers (like me ) need to come out so Jacinta_Kenobi will post! LOL

Okay, back to the story. J_K great first part, can't wait to see what happens.

Blade

 

Ee! More! See... here is a fourth post... (unless someone posted infront of me...) UP! more!

 

EEEEE! A JACINTA STORY! Yay! Oh le sighhh - tmorrow I'll be seeing AOTC and now a new jacinta story. I think I'm going to pass out.

 

BLADE_KENOBI - Haha! Evil me, I know how to get replies out of you lurkers, don't I? Thank you! Here is more!

sheleigh - You're right, that's four, you are correct! We have a winner! And your lovely prize is....A POST!

TheFallen - FIVE? Awww...to be put in the same bracket as AotC in high points of life? I'm touched. Thank you!

Here ya go!
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The ramp opened, and two now-serene Jedi stepped out of the ship and onto Delbuort. There was a group waiting on the other end of the docking pad, and Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan moved over to them as the pilot took off. The two bowed to the group, who gave a short bow back. One man with blond hair and green eyes stepped forward.

?Gracious Jedi, we thank you for coming. Since we have called you, two more have been killed. The situation gets worse and worse. We need all the help you can offer.? He said quickly, the desperation clear in his voice.

?That is what we are here for. My name is Qui-Gon Jinn, and this is my apprentice, Obi-Wan Kenobi.? Qui-Gon replied.

The man nodded. ?I am sorry, how stupid of me. My name is Nam Deracs. I will escort you to where you will be staying, and then tell you everything I know.?

Qui-Gon nodded, and they were off.
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?Are they satisfactory, Master Jedi?? Nam asked as Qui-Gon looked around the rooms they had been given. They were small, but clean, and it was obvious that this planet didn?t have much to offer.

?They are more than adequate.? Qui-Gon replied. ?Now, if you would be so kind as to tell me everything you know about this man we are to find.?

Nam nodded, and gestured for them to sit down. ?We have been unable to find out much, so I am afraid I will not be too much help. We know that he arrived on our planet a month ago. Since then, he has killed 25 people, 7 of which were from our local security.?

?Do you have a list of these people?? Obi-Wan asked.

Nam nodded. ?It?s here. It also lists where they were last seen, where they were found, and when both those things occurred.? Nam finished and held a datapad out that he had pulled from his tunic. Obi-Wan looked at Qui-Gon, who gave an almost unnoticeable nod, and Obi-Wan took the datapad and started looking over it.

?One of our detectives was able to get a picture and the name the man goes by before he was?killed. It?s the closest we?ve gotten.? Nam said with a small, depressing shake of his head. He handed Qui-Gon a holopic activator.

Qui-Gon held the small device in the palm of his hand before pressing the button to show the image it contained. A holopic came up of a man in a dark bodysuit. He was of medium height and build; taller than Obi-Wan, yet shorter than Qui-Gon. His eyes were a dark, angry green, and his hair was a dark shade of brown.

The face was thin, furious. The eyes held so much emotion that Qui-Gon had to look away from them. The pale figure had something about him that said he was determined, and would not be easy to stop.

?He goes by the name of Krej Saila.? Nam said, shuddering as the words left his lips.

Obi-Wan finished reading the list, shaking his head in heartbreak as he realized how many of them had been below age 8, and glanced up to look at the holopic. Qui-Gon turned it so he could see the man?s face, and something in the padawan?s heart froze as his eyes became dark and glazed over.
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The small ginger haired boy clinged onto the robe of the sweet woman with her arms protectively around him, tears streaming down his face as he shook with fear and relief at the same time.

?Shh?It?s alright?.Everything will be alright, I promise. You are safe now.? The delicate voice drifted to his ears, and he clung harder to the symbol of safety that she had become.

The dark man stared at the woman who seemed more concerned with calming the hysterical child then with him. The little lad saw his intense look and struggled to get even closer to the tall auburn-haired woman.

 

Just found this and I think it could be very,very good.Will keep checking for another post.PEACE Ewen

 

Hey Ewen! Long time no see! Thank you!

 

LOL.

Jacinta you are the greatist.

Keep it up.

 

Ok this is number three

The story is starting to get creepy- why doesn't Qui-Gon remember him?

 

Interesting, so far. I want to know why Qui-Gon doesn't recognize him, too.

 

This story's really great!!!
Looking forward to the next post!!

 

Oooh a serial killer. Post more please. 7

 

Very interesting Poor lil' Obi! Write more soon please!

 

I just found this story, great work--can't wait for more!!!!

 

OBI_JEDI - Thank you! Ok, I will!

PadawanKitara - Creepy is good! That?s for me to know and for you to read and find out.

Cascadia - Thanks! I reiterate, you?ll have to wait and see.

Aurora_Kenobi - It is? COOL! Okay, well, it?s coming.

jedi7 - Yep! Your wish is my command, oh powerful reader!

Tahiri - Hmm?yes, I agree. Poor Obi! Ok!

Trigger292 - Awww, thanks. I?ll try!


POST!

Very sad post?and badly written, believe me?. *shakes head * lack of sleep? sorry.
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?Padawan?? Qui-Gon asked, confused beyond words. Obi-Wan had looked so frightened just now, so lost, and yet, for the life of him, he could not see a reason why the boy should be.

?A long time ago. I was four, I think. I?m his only?survivor. The only one he caught and failed to kill, though he came close.? Obi-Wan said slowly, old pain rising in his throat and choking his words.

?Survivor? Padawan! What happened?? Qui-Gon demanded.

Obi-Wan?s eyes cleared a little as he came back from memories, but they glistened with tears. ?You were there. Why don?t you remember?? He asked, as he suddenly realized that Qui-Gon had been one of the Jedi that had come to save him. ?You and Xanatos, and a beautiful woman named Callula Toval.?

Qui-Gon flinched heavily at Xanatos? name. ?To be honest, padawan, I do not remember much of anything from the time period with my apprentice. My memories are blocked. When I was hiding from everyone, I blocked them to avoid pain. When I found you and started to make progress, I tried to recover the memories, but I couldn?t. Sometimes I wish I hadn?t; after all, there were some happy memories in there, from when Xanatos was still good, but it was too late when I realized that.? The older man said heavily, while Nam managed to look quite lost.

?Oh.? Was all Obi-Wan could manage past the lump in his throat. He could not help himself as he started to rub absently at the scars lining his chest with a finger. He could no longer control them, and tears started down his cheeks silently.

?Mr. Deracs, could you excuse us for a moment?? Qui-Gon asked of the man sitting with his jaw open slightly as he realized that a Jedi was sitting across from him, crying. Nam shook himself out of it, and nodded before disappearing out the door.

Obi-Wan had drawn his knees to his chest, and was rocking slightly. ?He said we would meet again. He told me he never failed, and that he would get to me, sooner or later. I was frightened for so long, but after a while, it started to ease up. I really believed I had escaped him. I really did?.? The boy whispered into his kneecaps.

Qui-Gon drew his apprentice?s face out from inbetween his legs. ?You have Obi-Wan. We are here to capture this man, and capture him we will. You are older now; you are a Jedi. He can?t hurt you anymore.? He told his apprentice as he silently wondered what exactly had happened, but held back the urge to ask.

Obi-Wan stared at him. ?I wish I could believe you Master?? He said painfully.

Qui-Gon gripped his apprentice?s shoulders. ?You must, padawan, you must!? He demanded gently.

Obi-Wan merely continued to stare at him, and his rocking grew worse. ?I thought he was dead. If he finds out it is me that has come to stop him, he will come back for me. I know it is unbefitting of a Jedi, but I am afraid, Master. Terribly afraid.? The tears were more insistent now, and Obi-Wan began to sob quietly.

Qui-Gon stared at his apprentice as he realized that his comfort was not helping; if anything, it was making it worse! ?I?m sorry padawan.? He whispered as he placed a hand on the back of his apprentice?s neck and sent force suggestions of sleep to his brain. Obi-Wan slumped towards him, and he caught him and gently laid him down on the couch. ?I know you hate it when I

 

Poor Obi-Wan. It appears that he still hasn't gotten over that event. Maybe because he apparently tried to forget it and, therefore, never completely healed from it.

Post again soon!

 

Poor Obi-Wan doesn't seem to get a break... great post, Jacinta, hope to see more soon!

 

Cascadia - Yes, I agree, poor Obi-Wan.

In my opinion, a child can never truly get over something of that sort. I have a niece that was physically abused at 18 months, and she is still a wreck emotionally now that she is five, even thought she doesn't really remember it, and even though she has been to counseling for a long time now.

Because of this, I felt that he would still have buried feelings somewhere.

I will try, but it all depends on you readers!

sheleigh - Not from me, at least. I just luv coddling him when I'm done. He's so vulnerable and sweet after torture! Thank you, I will get on it, and it'll will be up by four posts, or by when I have seen the four posts, as sometimes I am unable to get on.

 

Great story! I am eagerly awaiting further posts.

JediCandy

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Okay, who is this creep and what's his beef with children?

Are we just talking physical abuse here? Not that that isn't enough, but i'm hoping there is no sexual abuse here.

I take it your going to try to get into this persons (and i use the term loosely) mind to show us why he is what he is, and why he does what he does?

Poor Obi, he almost always ends up loosing his innocence some way or another in these fics, but at age 4.....thats just too sad. This guy has got to meet with a grisly fate!

Sorry, didn't mean to rant got carried away. Looking forward to more soon.

 

Poor Obi- but back to Qui-Gon: how could he have allowed himself to so completely repress those memories? That seems like a very dangerous thing to do.

I must have MIB II on the brain today. All I could think of was the trailer where they use a nueralizer reversal to bring back K's memories- can't Qui do that ? And what about him constantly putting Obi to sleep... didn't someone on a different thread ask if that would have any long term effects- kind of like the MIB nueralizer thing?