What if Obi-Wan had died instead of Qui-Gon? (By Myself, Neon and Jacinta)

Ill start
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his master had shouted at anakin to stay in a safe place, then he had hidden in a fighter and had flown off on auto pilot. Thats what Obi-wan saw before the horned sith showed up with his red double-bladed lightsaber.

Swing after swing he and qui-gon brought down on him to no avail. he was to swift.
With no warning he started running towards... who knew, but he knew what he was doing, little did obi-wan kenobi know, that this was his last duel.

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carry on

 

is anyone going to post?

 

well, yeah when they're online

 

Hi!
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Obi-Wan ran into the hangar bay after the sith, when suddenly, his eyes clouded and a sudden vision came to him of Qui-Gon being stabbed, and himself screaming. He came abck to a start and just barely ducked a swing in time.

Qui-Gon eyed his padawan, who was looking very confused. He wondered what was wrong, but pushed that away. He needed to focus on the here and now, like he always told his padawan.

Obi-Wan looked over at his master. Was that the future he had just seen? He didn't usually put much faith in vision, for his master told him not to, but this one had been so strong!!! He looked at his master, and tears formed in his eyes. Suddenly, he knew what he had to do.

He flipped over the sith's head, shoving his master out of the way and off the small walkway onto the one below. Qui-Gon gave a short yell, then his voice filled his padawan's mind through their connection.

//Obi-Wan, what are you doing?// He asked, confused.

Obi-Wan bit his lip as he was pushed back further by the sith. //What I must, master.// He sent back, just as he saw his master leap balc up onto the catawalk, and coming running at them.

Suddenly, a force field went up between Obi-Wan and the Sith, and Qui-Gon was trapped far at the end.

Obi-Wan bit his lip harder, tasted blood, and swallowed. Somehow he knew that what he had just done would mean his death.
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Gotta dash!

 

poor obi.

 

wow... great post jacinta neons turn

 

Okay, Neon's turn, but she better not go crazy and do the whole thing, I want a piece of the death scene!

 

YES! DEATH SCENES!! [looks vacant]

Sorry 'bout that... we just so seldom get an Obi-death scene in a Star Wars fic.

 

ME?! Get CARRIED AWAY! NEVER!!!!
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It felt strange, standing there, knowing what was to come. Somehow it felt both right and wrong to be there, waiting. But he knew in his heart that he was right. His Master had to live, and he would gladly pay the price of one life for another to keep Qui-gon that way. But all mortals were made with a will to live, and his mind insisted that he had made a mistake. But Obi-wan knew this was right.

He heard the fields shut off in a snap, and he pressed forward like lightening stricking a target. The Sith Lord flipped away from his visious attacks, and then proceded to goad him on.

Obi-wan would not fall to his anger though. His emotions were clear and his will was strong. He recieved and gave blow for blow, and their deadly dance was balanced.

He ducked under one slash from the Sith, then flipped back as his opponent slashed at his feet. Parrying swiftly the next set, Obi-wan pulled a fake swing, then as the other tried to block it, he went higher, and his blade kissed flesh. The Sith pulled back, hissed in slight pain and anger, then came back strong, with quicker thrusts as he drew upon the dark side. Obi-wan in turn pulled forth light to his aid and contiued to block his enemy.

Suddenly the Sith hit him with an upper cut. It forced Obi-wan's head back and broke his concentration. He knew this was it.

 

post some more soon. poor obi

 

Neon's a girl **faints** *thud* and all this time I've been calling you he!!! Why didn't you tell me???

Oh, uh, Great story BTW!

 

Whoa, good job Neon! You go girl!

I know, I thought Neon was a guy originally for a while too, but she cleared me up....

Okay, Darth! But don't forget, same goes for you, leave me a piece! I LOVE death scenes!!!!

BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!

that was totally evil.....

 

Allright

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The sith flips over obi-wan and landed right behind him, he took his saber and brought it heavily through obi-wan.

"Poor Little padawan" the sith laughed.

Obi-wan could still hear faintly, he heard the sith laughing, he heard Qui-gon shouting, then he faintly opened his eyes, and knew this would be the last time he saw, he caught a the last part of the fight, qui-gon had won.

"Obi-wan, speak to me" He said softly
"M... master... i.. i had to" he replied, hardly alive.
"You didn't, but now ill make sure that everyone will know your sacrifice!"
"Ill be part of the force now"
Then he blacked out

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Oops sorry

 

Grr....Da-arth!!!


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Qui-Gon's arms tightened around his padawan. "No, no! Obi-Wan you can't die! You're supposed to go on and be a knight, the best knight ever!! You can't die on me Obi-Wan Kenobi!!!" He called, but Obi-Wan's breath was going slower.

Tears formed in Qui-Gon's eyes. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry padawan. I love you..." He said, and then he felt the small movement that was his padawan's breathing stop.

"Padawan..." Qui-Gon swallowe heavily, and picked Obi-Wan up ever so gently. He turned, tears streaming down his face, and waited for the red force shield to open.

"Everyone will know padawan. I swear to you, everyone will know what you did." He whispered, then with one last look at the room where the battle had taken place that had taken his padawan away, started forward.
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Humm...That's why I wanted the death scene. I don't do mush very well.

 

Great posts all! Is Obi-Wan gonna be around as a blue ghostie? Is Qui-Gon gonna go nuts? Please post more!

= Clare =

 

im great at mush anyway im glad i chose you two wonderfull ladys great posts!

 

Noooooooooooooooooo!!! He can't be dead!! *Grabs her lightsaber* You bring him back to life!!!!! He is due for torture in so many stories! Now how will we have fun?!

Great job!

More soon please!

KG

 

Wow! I have tears in my eyes...

is that it or is there gonna be more?

 

NEON?! oh well ill do it and then you jacinta, then if neon comes back itll be her turn
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"Always two there are, a master and an apprentice" Yoda said to his companion.
"But which one was that? the master, or the apprentice?" Mace returned a question.

"I believe both of them were apprentices" Qui-gon said sadly as he approached them. "Those techniques weren't unique, they were taught by someone, recently." he stated inteligently.

"Good point, but then who is the master?" mace asked the fellow jedi master.
"That is yet to find out my friend" he walked back to anakin.
"Smart, he is, but get him killed, his stubborness will!" yoda said as he watched him speak to anakin.

"You will be a jedi, i promise you!" He told anakin "Obi-wan's sacrifice will not have been in vain!".
"Thank you mr. qui-gon sir"
"After the first part of your training i think we'll go have another chat with watto about your mother" he said.
"YIPEE!!!" anakin shouted
Qui-gon frowned and was nearly angered by this outrage, he was shouting in his former padawans funeral, but... it was only natural, he loved his mother so much. now he knew that if they wouldn't get his mother back soon, he would be vulnerable to the dark side through fear and anger, and he would not let that happen, obi-wan sacrificed himself for him, this was how it had to be.

 

WOW.

I had never heard of this idea for a fanfic before, and I absolutely love it! It's a great idea, and the story's great so far too. Keep it up!

 

great!!!

 

erhm, im kinda waiting for jacinta or neon to post

 

Hello Darth. Here goes.
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Qui-Gon sighed as he walked into Obi-Wan and his rooms.

NO, NO! He thought angrily.

They're not Obi-Wan's anymore. They're mine and Anakin's.

Qui-Gon had talked with the council, and they had agreed to let him train Anakin. Personally, he suspected it was because of his grief over Obi-Wan, and that they were afraid to cross him at this point.

Suddenly, he noticed that Anakin was standing awkwardly behind him.

"Come....padawan." Qui-Gon's heart clenched. "I'll show you your room."

Anakin nodded, seeming to sense Qui-Gon's mood. Anakin had been nervous around Qui-Gon ever since Obi-Wan's death. Qui-Gon guessed he didn't blame him.

Qui-Gon opened the door to Obi-Wan, his padawan's room......FORMER padawan's room, he thought angrily. It was Anakin's room now.

He looked around at the neatly made bed, the small ship models that hovered by themselves, the desk in the right corner with Obi-Wan's datapad and a couple of holopics.

"Um....Just a minute Anakin, I'll get this place cleared for you." Qui-Gon said quietly, and grabbed a box, filling it with Obi-Wan's tunics, his datapad, then walking to the ships and slowly turning them off one by one, and placing them in the box.

"That one's really wizard." Anakin said hesitantly, pointing to the ship Qui-Gon was holding.

"Yes....It was Obi-Wan's favorite. He made these all himself. He was very proud of them." Qui-Gon muttered.

Anakin bit his lip. "Sorry." He said.

"It's ok, Ana....padawan." Qui-Gon replied, then placed the ship in the box and walked out.

"Go ahead and get settled." Qui-Gon said. "I'll be back in a while, and we'll get lunch."

Anakin nodded, and Qui-Gon shut the door.

He looked at the box that represented Obi-Wan's life, and set it down as if it was a foreign thing.

He walked over to the datamachine, and flipped it on.

"7 messages." The machine said slowly.

"Hey, Obi-Wan, it's Garen. Listen, whenever you get back, let me know. I just got back, and it would be cool to do something together."

Qui-Gon felt tears well up in his eyes, and erased the message.

"Hello, Obi-Wan? This is Cadora from the healers. Listen, I know you're on a mission with your master, but as soon as you get back, I'd like you to come down and get that leg checked on, make sure it's healing right, okay? Thank you."

Qui-Gon bit his lip. Obi-Wan had fractured his leg on their last mission. The healers liked to followed up on injuries. He erased that one too.

"Hello, Qui-Gon, it's Mace. When you get back, give me a call."

Qui-Gon sighed. Just like Mace to try to fix one of his and the council's spats. He erased that one as well.

"Hello, Obi-Wan, it's..."

With a cry, Qui-gon flipped the machine off, grabbed up the box of Obi-Wan's possesions and went into his room, shutting the door hard.
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Whoa! Long post....sorry.

 

wow, good one
but listen here, one of the reasons this au is even here is to put an experienced person there

 

Sorry! Life caught up with me for a while!

Hmmmm, Qui angst!

I am going to throw in a slight twist, I hope you don't mind, TheDarth.
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There he let his emotions pour. It was there that his heart finally collasped under the grief.

He slumped to the ground, still clutching Obi-wan's possessions in his arms. He could no longer be the cold Master or emotionally controlled. No, Qui-gon Jinn wanted to grieve and this time the Master could not win. He grieved for the son he had lost, for Obi-wan was not just a Padawan, but seemed a part of his very soul. It hurt like a wound through the chest to feel that cold dark place where Obi-wan's presense had once resided. Tears fell like a torrent of rain from his midnight blue eyes. His light was gone, and left him in a depressing future. Anakin was there, but he could not take the place of Obi-wan, just as Obi-wan could not take the place of Xanatos. All were different in their ways, and he admited that he loved Obi-wan the most. He would try to open up to Anakin. Obi-wan had struggled so hard to open his heart, and Qui-gon would not defy his work by closing it again. But right now it hurt to much to let anyone near him, for the one he wanted was now gone.

In the mist of his pain and grief, he felt a tiny touch of comfort from a link that had been cold for so many years. It was dark in its way, but loving, as a lost son was to a Father. He started to respond in shock, but the touch was gone and he was again alone.

Shakened and pained, Qui-gon pulled himself from the floor. He wondered over the touch he had felt, but his grief again overwhelmed his thoughts.

After what seemed like hours, a tiny noise was heard outside his door.

"Qui-gon sir?" Anakin called.

Qui-gon struggled and finally put his emotions in his barriers. Anakin had to come first before himself, and he knew it. He put the box in a corner, knowing he would have to sort through later and rexperance this again. But now he had to deal with his new Padawan.