Passage of Fear - Obi/Qui Drama - COMPLETE-8/16/02

Yippie! I get number 100! I think I have way too much time on my hands!

 

sheleigh - Something is going on here... but what is it...? Hmm....
Keep reading, because you'd never figure it out.

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Jenny_The_Jedi_Girl - Thanks for the array of faces! It brightens up the screen! And thank you for reading!

ewen - Obi tied up on a bed. Now that gives you something to think about!!!
Uh.... yeah, but we can't post it here.

obi_ew - Congrats on the #100. It's my first thread to reach 100!!! Thanks for reading!

Wow! that's the most replies I've gotten on one post for a long time! Thanks, guys!

 

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~CHAPTER 6 - AWAKENING~



The balcony offered a generous view of the Coruscant skyline. Overwhelming - and beautiful to those with a taste for monstrosity - was the vast spectacle. Jedi Master Nima Dorayin enjoyed the openness afforded by a balcony near the top of the residential section of the Jedi Temple. It offered an escape from the stress often present in a Jedi's life.

Qui-Gon sat with Nima and her padawan Torani, staring out at the immense cityscape. Both masters had faced the ire of the Council on more than one occasion, but were not too timorous to do it again. Qui-Gon had known Nima since their days together as padawans, and knew her to be completely honest in her thoughts and feelings - sometimes to the point of angering the Council. But always the prudent one, she never stated anything without careful consideration of consequences.

Nima was average in stature, and no less strong. Her appearance gave way to the determination inside - strong facial features and black hair, slight graying at the roots. Nima was regarded by some as more than capable of taking on three Jedi masters - although she herself was more modest in her own assessment.

Torani, her padawan, was the same age as Obi-Wan. Her petite, slender frame betrayed a sense of delicate fragility. Youthful in her appearance, she was often mistaken for being years younger than her eighteen years. She pushed her twisted, dark ash-blonde braids behind her shoulders as a cool night wind swept across the balcony.

"Do you know who's data-terminal was used to break into the Temple's records?" Qui-Gon asked.

"I'm quite sure it is in the Prime Senate Spire... one of the lower levels. Probably a bureaucratic office," Nima answered. She peered out at the sunset - crimson bleeding across the bright sky.

"Then someone working for the Senate, most likely," Qui-Gon surmised.

"Yes, I would say that is the case," Nima faced him. "But, I'm not so sure that the Senate itself is even aware of this. Although we received a warning from the Senate, it was specifically the Senate Committee on New World Discovery and Exploration that promptly reprimanded us."

"What does that mean?" Qui-Gon wondered. "What does drug tampering have to do with exploration?"

"That's what we'd like to know," replied Torani, evenly.

"Qui-Gon," Nima continued. "I think there is something larger going on with the Senate - or at least someone in the Senate. I think Obi-Wan is just the tip of the asteroid. We need to find out specifically who is covering up what."

"But how can we?" Qui-Gon met her eyes. "The Council won't allow it."

Nima slowly smiled. "Qui-Gon, my friend, that's why we're not on the Council," she laughed. Defying the Council was nothing new to either one of them. The Force was their guide, not the Republic. And although the Jedi Council was trapped by decisions of the Republic, that would stop neither master from following the Force's lead.

Smiling, Qui-Gon leaned back in the cushioned chair, trying to relax. It was hard to with Obi-Wan missing. He reached out to touch the Force that he knew was always there. Soaking in its comforting waves, the tall Jedi master closed his eyes, focusing on his source of strength.

Qui-Gon wondered what all of this meant. If someone in the Senate was doing something illegal, then how was Obi-Wan involved? What was he needed for?

He knew that Obi-Wan was out there - across the galaxy - somewhere. And although he didn't know exactly where, he was sure that the young Jedi was alive. A master/padawan bond was considered mysterious by some. But, it was by this alone that he felt assured that his apprentice still lived.

"I have to find him," Qui-Gon said quietly, more to himself than anyone else.

"We'll do all we can to help you, Qui-Gon," Nima assured. She glanced at Torani, who was gazing at the tile floor of the balcony. "Torani and I both are willing to do all we can to find Obi-Wan. We will find him. We will."


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Approaching Catarma was ne

 

Oh boy thinks are looking kinda bleak for Obi!

 

You think so, obi_ew?

 

screams: OBIWANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

 

Erm... I don't like this Noli character... she's just weird. Merchandise? Obi-Wan's now merchandise... is he going to be a slave? Ack!

Dark, dark, Cas. But dark is good...

 

Thank you for reading, Jenny and sheleigh. And no, he's not going to be a pleasure slave, if that's what you're thinking.

OK, if a kiss is going to bother you, then don't read this part. Hey, I'm serious. I never thought it would bother anybody when I first posted this at FFN, but somebody informed me that it did. It's nothing bad, really, IMO, and it's important to the storyline. But if it'll bother you, then skip this part. I'll have up another part tomorrow, ok?
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A ray of morning sunlight crept shyly through the soft white window curtains, splaying gently across the wide bed, bringing dawn to the sleeping figure beneath the crisp cream blankets. He sighed softly, still asleep - but near waking. After a moment, his eyes fluttered open. He blinked them a few times, trying to work out the haze in his vision.

"Cailean," said an excited female voice to the side of the bed. "You're awake. I was so afraid you never would. You gave us such a scare."

Obi-Wan turned his head toward the voice, and saw a woman watching him, her eyes wide with joy. He wondered who it was. Searching his thoughts, he found mostly vague confusion. He couldn't remember how he got here, where here was, or even who he was. Frowning, he looked back to the woman sitting beside his bed.

"Cailean," she said cautiously. "Don't you recognize me?" her voice emitting worry.

Obi-Wan tried to remember her, but could not. As far as he knew, he'd never seen her before in his entire life. He shook his head slowly, watching the sorrow that came over the woman's face.

She sighed. "You had a terrible accident, and they said," she paused, holding back a sob, "they said that you may not remember anything." A single tear slid down her cheek.

"Who are you?" Obi-Wan quietly asked, confused by the whole situation.

"I'm your teacher, Cailean. You've been living here, learning from me since you were very young. I wish you could remember," she whispered.

Obi-Wan wished he could remember too. But all he could find was a mass of confused thoughts and emotions, floating about in his mind.

Just then another woman came into the room. She was younger. "Cailean's awake," she shouted triumphantly. "Noli, do you want me to set an extra place at the breakfast table?" she asked the elder woman.

"No, Cailean will eat in bed," she smiled at him. "He's probably too weak to go downstairs. He needs to get his strength back. Then we can talk."


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"Rousella," Noli began, "I want you to make sure Crand finishes the landscaping. You know how lazy he is. And, another thing. Check on the placement of the planets in the Toran System. I want to make sure that we stay on schedule."

"I will, Noli. But, where are you going?" the younger woman frowned. "I thought you were going to work with the... Cailean, today?" She decided not to say 'Jedi', in case he might overhear.

"I will when we get back," Noli answered, heading towards the stairs that lead to the Jedi's room.

"We?" Rousella asked, suspiciously.

Noli stopped at the foot of the stairs, turning to Rousella. "Yes. He needs new clothes. I'm taking him to town to buy new ones," Noli informed.

"But I thought that he was going to wear the clothes left by Batome. Isn't that what you had decided?" Rousella stared at Noli, wondering why she was making all these changes. First she was going to tell the Jedi that she was his mother, then changed it to being his teacher. Now she was getting him new clothes.

"Batome's clothes are too big on him, and besides, he needs something white. I forgot about that," Noli calmly explained.

"What difference does that make? They'll be fine. They're not that big, Noli," Rousella argued.

The elder woman looked up to the top of the stairs. "I think he will feel more like he belongs if we act like he does. And he has to have something white... for the prophecy."

Rousella nodded slowly. "What if someone recognizes him?" she asked.

"I don't think anyone will," Noli explained. "This is such a sparsely popu

 

Too much? More like not enough !
Obi getting some Jedi action! Yahoo!!!!!!

 

LOL, I'm glad you liked it, obi_ew!

Obi just doesn't get enough, does he?

 

As you might know I am not big on kissing scenes or love scenes, but I have to say yours was done very well.

Will Qui find Obi?.

Are we in for a healthy dose of Q/O mush!!

SEE!!!!! I have a one track mind when it comes to those two!!

PEACE ewen

 

Thank you, ewen!

Honestly, I like the mush better than kissing scenes or love scenes too.

 

Aww, I didn't mean to imply Obi-Wan becoming a pleasure slave... (closest thing I could get to a worried face)

Excellent, Cas- and the kissing scene wasn't too much at all! After all, who wouldn't want to kiss Obi-Wan?

I digress! Again, excellent, and definitely can't wait to see what happens to a memory deprived Obi!

 

Aww, I didn't mean to imply Obi-Wan becoming a pleasure slave...

Good! I guess it was more me worrying that someone would think that. And we definitely need more kinds of faces here. Yahoo Messenger has some great ones. Much better than here or aol.

the kissing scene wasn't too much at all! After all, who wouldn't want to kiss Obi-Wan?

Thanks! The only person who ever commented about it at FFN didn't like it, so I wasn't sure what to think about it anymore.

Thanks for reading, and for the comments!

 

**chantes and chantes a little spell*

 

Thanks for UPing, Jenny!


~CHAPTER 7 - REVELATION~



Sitting in a plush chair in Nima's quarters, Qui-Gon had become too relaxed. He moved forward so that he was now perched on the edge - intending it to be less comfortable, and therefore keep him alert. After all, he had not been sleeping well since Obi-Wan's disappearance.

The young initiate Canash Midoh sat on a sofa opposite the tall Jedi master, with Master Nima seated beside her. The girl's head hung from embarrassment - and shame - that she allowed herself to be bullied into harming another person.

"Where did this man find you?" Qui-Gon asked, intending to find out all he could. With this being the only lead in Obi-Wan's disappearance, he was determined to learn all he could - especially since the Republic was of no help - and was possibly covering up something.

"It was when we were out on the streets in front of the Temple. We were playing games," Canash's soft voice was barely a whisper. She kept her head bowed, afraid to meet either Jedi masters' eyes.

"What did he look like? Can you remember anything about him?" Qui-Gon asked, trying to keep his voice calm and understanding towards the girl, so that she would not feel any worse than she already did.

Canash sighed. She had already answered all of these questions. It didn't get any easier the more she told it. "He was... a tall man. About forty years old, I guess. He had dark brown hair...."

Her description went on, and Qui-Gon's questions went on until they were all exhausted. There was really nothing of any importance that Canash knew. The man could have been anyone, from anywhere.

"You may go now," Nima told the girl - who was most grateful to leave. She wasted no time in hurrying from Nima's quarters. After a brief pause of silence, Nima said, "I'm sorry, Qui-Gon. Canash wasn't much help. But at least we know that no one from outside infiltrated the Temple."

Qui-Gon nodded - his mind wandering to his apprentice.


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Just beyond the outer rim, at the very far fringes of the known Republic, was a little known planetary system full of little known planets - the Toran system. Within was the planet Detti Sikki - nonexistent to the Republic and its trade routes. Deemed too backward for Republic presence and too poor for trading, Detti Sikki lived in virtual isolation from outlanders. Only a few lost ships ever visited its small, windswept surface. Violent winds at night sculpted the landscape into a torn, weather-beaten stratum. Morning was just the opposite, bringing a peaceful, calm weather - not at all like the nighttime. Luckily for the approaching travelers, it was day.

"Land right there," Noli pointed to an upraised mound of turf. The medium-sized Hrudian transport glided gently over treetops, slowing for a proper landing at the designated site. Once securely on the surface, the huge pilot Crand powered down the ship's engines, checking and double checking all of its systems. Crand served not only as Noli's personal pilot, but also as a bodyguard and enforcer. His large size made him a perfect deterrent.

Noli escorted Obi-Wan from the ship, Rousella and Crand trailing behind them. The elder woman studied the sky, then checked her chronometer. She had informed Obi-Wan that he was needed to calm a creature that terrorized the people here. He had practiced entering creature's minds on Catarma. And, if the people were pleased, they would make him their leader. Although he was averse about the whole proposal, Noli convinced him that it was the Force's will for him now. He reluctantly accepted his fate, agreeing to go through with it.

Looking down at his clothes, Obi-Wan winced slightly. "Are you sure about all of this?" he asked, hesitantly. Noli had chosen a completely white outfit for Obi-Wan to wear - loose white tunic, white pants and boots, and a white cloak. It was not exactly what he would have chosen, but Noli insisted it was what was needed in order to fulfill his obligation that the Force had for him. Somehow, he felt that something was

 

UP!?! [face_shocked]

 

UP again!

There's about 3 more posts left, people. Don't know if I'll post another story on these boards or not.... So time consuming.

 

Sorry I'm late, but I got here!

Oh, that was an excellent post!!

Hmm... if Obi-Wan is seeking the Force's guidance, maybe it will help him with the memory losing virus? Just an idea... hmm...

can't wait for more

I hope you continue to post on these boards... I think it is a bit easier to find things on here than any other site. Plus, your a great writer, and everyone needs the chance to read your work!

Anyways, again, another excellent post.

 

he has the face of innocence

 

Don't worry about being late, sheleigh! I know you don't live on these boards. And there's so much to read here, I know how hard it is to get through everything you want to read.

I might post more stories here, maybe. I just need to manage my time a little better.

if Obi-Wan is seeking the Force's guidance, maybe it will help him with the memory losing virus?
Hmm. You might be right.

Thank you for always reading and replying!

obi_ew - Thank you for always reading and replying too!

 

i agree if he looks hard enough in the force his memory might come back^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

 

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