Shadows of the Future By: Stormqueen Timeframe: Starts out at the end of RotS, then shifts to about the middle of TPM Genre: Big ole fat AU, with lots of humor, angst, and family bonding stuff- I feel like it's a mix of everything. Characters: Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon, nine year old Anakin, and a touch of Mace, Yoda, and Padme. Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me; it's all property of the Great Bearded One. I'm just borrowing the characters for a short stint; I swear to put them back when I'm done. Notes: It's been a while since I posted anything, hasn't it? Well, welcome to my epic. I started this thing over a year ago after I saw RotS and felt like my heart had been ripped out, which automatically makes me want to search for/ write fanfiction. I started to explore reasons why Anakin turned in the first place, and kept coming up with the same conclusion, which will be examined in this fic. It deals with lots of "What ifs?" and starts with the "What if Anakin had succeeded during the duel on Mustafar?" and then leads into the "What if Obi-Wan, instead of dying, found himself sucked back in time over ten years?" Hope you all enjoy it; I tried to put everything I had into this fic, and I'm extremely proud of the results. A very big thanks to Nienna, Wyn, and Alethia, who all helped me beta this monster in some way, shape, or form. I know it took a long time, considering the length, but it was worth every minute. So thanks you guys; you're the best! *hugs* Now, without further ado, I present for your enjoyment a trailer and the prologue. [link=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WqKEKULBSEw]Shadows of the Future trailer[/link] [image=http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a23/stormqueen873/0319b112.jpg] *** Prologue Time: 13 years after the Naboo Crisis Place: Mustafar *** Why? Obi-Wan pondered the question silently, air rushing up around him and the wind roaring in his ears as he stared up at the receding catwalk. Ana- no, VaderÃ¢??s face sneered down at him and the SithÃ¢??s laughter rang out, sending chills down Obi-WanÃ¢??s spine. It was sad, he decided absently. Anakin had been such a charismatic young man, and to see him reduced to something so vile, so twisted, was a true crime. Why did you do this? A crime against what though, Obi-Wan really didnÃ¢??t know. His mind was behaving oddly, which was why, he decided, he was moving so slowly. Gravity on Mustafar was no different from what would be considered normal, as the planet was the same relative size and mass as most populated worlds. Surely his mind was playing tricks on him, or he had to be defying a natural law. While the wind in his ears was awfully loud, Vader didnÃ¢??t seem to be getting any further away. What was happening to him? Why did you betray us? Obi-Wan decided that he was dying. Everything was slowing down because his brain had decided to draw out his last moments, to savor the few seconds he had still to live. Surely that was a rational thing for the brain to want to do; surely he was still being rational? Why did you kill everyone? Obi-Wan frowned slightly; why was he falling in the first place? Was he even truly falling? There was a catwalk above him that he dimly remembered standing on and he knew there was a river of molten lava somewhere down below him. But what had happened? Had he been pushed? Had Vader pushed him? Why didnÃ¢??t you spare anyone, even innocent children? Obi-Wan thought for a moment. Yes, he decided, Vader had pushed him, as theyÃ¢??d been dueling. It had been quite foolish of them, to do so near lava, completely exposed to the toxins it released and unprotected from the heat. Yet theyÃ¢??d been dueling just the same, taking out their anguish and frustrations in the only way they truly knew how. Neither of the two really talked to each other, after all, when it came to dealing with their emotions. Why do you hate us so? Someone was screaming.