Title: Truth
Author: Karla Phoenix
Description:
Obi-Wan Kenobi and Qui-Gon Jinn are sent on a strange mission with almost no details, the situation is on the way to being solved..... but what will happen when Obi-Wan is in a fatal accident?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Star Wars characters, neither any of the JA ones, and I do not intend to gain any money from this story or characters, they are property of George Lucas and Jude Watson.
Rating: PG-13 (note: the rating may be raised as the story progresses)
This writing is © Karla Phoenix, including any new characters or planets, any usage or putting the writing up on another site must be approved by the author first.
Phoenix
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Obi-Wan Kenobi watched as his Master moved around the room, collecting things to take to Canltha, the planet on which there next mission would take place, the briefing had been, well, brief, the council knew very little, all that had been retrieved was that Canltha had been in turmoil within itself, hidden gangs that had been concealed from the citizens of the planet had suddenly started attacking other gangs, hundreds of people had been caught in sudden onslaughts, either killed or badly wounded, no one knew why these sudden violent attacks had started.
The council had assigned them the task of leaving for the planet immediately, which was completely against normal procedure to find out a lot of information first, but Mace Windu had told them that the council was worried that the already obviously bad situation would worsen if they left it too long.
But they had still been slightly reluctant to send Obi-Wan, on the last mission that he had been on, he had broken three ribs in a fight with a merchant, bent on selling him all sorts of things, when Obi-Wan had finally lit up his lightsaber as a warning, the merchant had instantly pulled out a blaster and shot him, thanks to protective clothing the leader had made him wear, he wasn't killed, but he didn't tell Qui-Gon about his ribs, in fear of reprimand, so by the time they were back at the temple, he was in agony.
He had then fallen in lightsaber practise with his Master, Qui-Gon had made an easy swing that Obi-Wan should have effortlessly deflected, but instead had been distracted when he'd been hit with a wave of pain, and had lost his balance on the beam, and fell.
He'd hit the ground on his chest, breaking another rib and causing him to start coughing up blood.
He had to explain to the healers why he had three broken ribs in the first place, and then had been told off for not telling them.
So, now he was not trusted as much, but it had been two months since his release from the med centre, and the council had decided that he was ready for another mission, though his ribs ached a little sometimes, they were generally OK.
Qui-Gon finished collecting clothes and other various objects, he stood, watching his Padawan, who was in deep thought.
"Obi-Wan, shall we go?" he probed, Obi-Wan jerked into reality.
"Yes Master." Obi-Wan confirmed, following him through several corridors to the hangar, where a small transport ship sat, waiting to be boarded, several droids buzzed too and fro, winding in between other ships, Obi-Wan spotted his friend Bant and her Master heading into a different ship, he grinned and waved, and Bant smiled back.
A droid rolled up to them, holding a clipboard, it made a few strange clicks and whirrs before announcing that they were Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon, they agreed and were led onto the ship.
It was a standard one, a main room as a sort of lounge, a bedroom furnished with the bare necessities and a few others.
Obi-Wan didn't really take in any details, just what his eyes swept past, the journey to Canltha would be twenty-four hours, a lot shorter than any of the other missions he'd been on, with the exception of those on Coruscant, he needed time to think about where the heck he was going.
When he reached the bedroom doors he swirled round, expecting to see his Master following him, but to his surprise, there was no Qui-Gon behind, just a long durasteel corridor, empty except for a little forlorn plant, obviously put there to make it look more homey for long journeys, Obi-Wan had to smile, the plant looked like it was ready to drop dead at any given moment.
He sighed and entered the room, he sat on the end of a bed and glanced around, automatically searching for something familiar, then reprimanding himself for being incredibly stupid.
Obi-Wan crossed his legs and sunk into meditation, before falling asleep.
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Qui-Gon slid the bedroom door open, startled to see his sixteen-year-old Padawan lying on his bed, face away from him, obviously asleep, Qui-Gon smiled slightly, perhaps it was right that Obi-Wan slept, maybe it would make him more alert to killer Merchants, he shook his head in amusement, trust Obi-Wan.
The Padawan whispered something uncomprehensible and rolled over, young face showing distinct signs of distress, he suddenly cried out in an anguished voice, the phrase he'd yelled was unclear and slightly broken, but Obi-Wan said it over and over, one, simple phrase.
Tell me the truth.
Tell me the truth.
Tell me the truth.
It got quieter, and the Padawan showed signs of waking, Qui-Gon disappeared round the door, not wanting to let Obi-Wan know he was listening.
Sure enough, the Padawan sat up violently, shaking, he looked around wildly, blue-green eyes wide with the untamed fear that a dream creates, not even a Jedi can banish the dread that a nightmare leaves you with, Obi-Wan's harsh breathing slowly became even.
The boy drew his knees from under the cover up to his chin, resting his head on his knees.
"It was just a dream, it's not real." Qui-Gon heard him whisper to himself, the mumbled console seemed to calm him, and he looked up, then lay back down, drawing the covers around him.
Qui-Gon was just about to leave, when he heard the Padawan mumble.
"It wouldn't be real anyway, Qui-Gon would not eavesdrop on me." The words strangely turned him icy cold.
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The next day the disturbed night had been almost forgotten by both parties, for Obi-Wan it remained a slight depression, and perhaps the reason for the lightheadedness and slight nausea he woke up to the following morning, that caused him, for the first time in over a year, to turn over when he woke up and to go back to sleep.
Regrettably for Obi-Wan, he had to get up an hour later, when Qui-Gon tipped him out of bed, leaving him to get dressed for breakfast, then, three hours later, the landing on Canltha.
When Obi-Wan finally sat down at the table, he watched as Qui-Gon ate a small piece of fruit, but realised he couldn't eat, due to the nausea, he just crossed his arms on the table and layed his head on them, letting the abnormal tiredness wash over him, he was on the way to falling asleep, when Qui-Gon noticed him.
"Obi-Wan? Are you going to eat anything?" He asked, frowning, he lifted Obi-Wan's head up, to see how pale he looked, the Padawan opened one eye, and slowly raised his head, then sat back on his chair, shaking his head very slightly.
Qui-Gon was incredibly surprised at this, his Apprentice was usually very eager in his eating, especially breakfast, it was unnatural for him to refuse breakfast, and, Qui-Gon reasoned, pretty senseless, as he needed concentration for the mission ahead, and the last time he'd not been able to eat for a day, his concentration would falter, and he'd loose interest in what he was doing.
"Padawan, you need to eat something, or else you won't be able to concentrate." He reprimanded, this amused Obi-Wan slightly, he wondered if throwing up would be a lack of concentration, he decided it would be, and with a very small smile on his face, he politely refused.
"I am not hungry, Master, thank you." he said, Qui-Gon gave him an exasperated look, then began to wonder if Obi-Wan was unwell or something of the sorts, but when he looked up from his thoughts, Obi-Wan was gone.
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Obi-Wan returned wearily to the bedroom, he disliked it when Qui-Gon was so pressing, but knew the Jedi Master would have come to the conclusion that he was ill, so had decided to return to the room, so he could meditate for a while, before they landed.
He sat, crossed legs, on the bed, with a deep sigh he emptied his mind, letting all of his thoughts and feelings go, losing himself into the force, he was filled with a sense of serenity, forgetting his nausea, his tiredness, sinking into a world of quiet, and pureness.
It only felt like a few minutes before he heard Qui-Gon's voice penetrate his mediation, he slid his eyes open, feeling a deep sense of dread when all his worries and anxieties came flowing back, along with the weariness, he slowly get up, and felt himself lose his balance slightly, and stumbled, he heard Qui-Gon move to help him, but righted himself before his Master could do anything.
"Sorry, Master," Obi-Wan apologised "I guess I wasn't...." He then stopped, realising that 'losing concentration' was what Qui-Gon had warned against with not eating, he refused to give the Jedi the upper hand so, instead...
"I was still half in meditation." he finished, feeling Qui-Gon's accusing eyes scan him, he felt himself flush slightly, and looked at the floor, feeling embarrassed.
"Alright, Obi-Wan, we'd better go." Qui-Gon finally said, Obi-Wan looked up in surprise, he was expecting either a sarcastic comment or scolding, but, nothing.
He followed Qui-Gon down to the exit hatch, and watched as it slid open.
The planet was - green, the only way to describe it, plants, trees, shrubbery, the amount of greenery was immense, then there were strange speeders, quite fast, with extremely sharp points at the front, Obi-Wan shuddered, he couldn't imagine being impaled by one of those, they looked very deadly.
There were houses, small, but warm and homey looking, they were metal, of course, but you couldn't really see it, again, the houses were surrounded by greenery.
But still there was no sign of any inhabitants, no sign at all, Obi-Wan was eager to see them, he'd only heard that they were 'feline' but had no idea what this would mean.
Suddenly, they saw a completely black feline step into the street, stormy grey eyes glancing around in fear of attack, dark indigo hair in an untidy short style, a small knife at her side, black with an engraved panther on the hilt, a defensive aura surrounded her, one that told that she knew how to defend herself, but was nervous of an attack, a loose violet tunic was draped over her lean body, a scar running from her left eye to her chin.
Obi-Wan stared, he had never seen anything like the creature before him, it was so, beautiful, unique, he longed to touch the fur that covered her body, it looked so soft and warm.
The creature suddenly spotted them, and a nervous but an expectant expression came to her face, she turned to them and smiled, a nervous and slightly scared smile, but a smile nonetheless, they got out of the ship and into the hangar, from where they could not see her.
"Was that a Canlthian? Obi-Wan asked his master quietly, as they strode out into the sunlight that the planet seemed to be bathed in, Qui-Gon glanced at the boy, and shrugged.
"I have never been on this planet, Obi-Wan, but, by the short description the council gave us, I'd hazard a yes." Qui-Gon said as the black feline that they'd seen before came running up to them, her steps graceful and controlled, and fast at the same time, she came to a stop in front of them.
She had abnormally large eyes, they were a beautiful calming green, reflecting the colour of the plants exactly, she cocked her head in a very feline way, and spoke softly.
"Sie alaith dalth Jedi?" She inquired quietly, Obi-Wan was nonplussed, but Qui-Gon answered quickly.
"Elthia, reth sie dalth Jedi." He said with a small smile, the girl nodded and indicated for them to follow her.
Obi-Wan felt himself wince as he was struck with a sudden pain in his stomach, he didn't stop walking with the others, though, but simply gave a slight moan, that, unfortunately, Qui-Gon caught.
"Obi-Wan? Are you alright?" He asked? Obi-Wan again disliked the way Qui-Gon asked him these questions, but gave a sigh and nodded automatically, not really thinking.
They came to a road thick with the sharp-nosed speeders, the feline stopped, watching the traffic with an inscrutable expression, she cocked her head and looked in deep thought, she turned to the two Jedi and smiled.
"Wie du gualth saln dalth Jedi uita famu so delth salithia." She said in her gentle, quiet voice, Qui-Gon just nodded and turned to his Apprentice, suddenly noticing how pale he was, but quickly translated the girl's words.
"Be careful when you cross the road, Obi-Wan." He instructed, a small amount of worry in his voice, Obi-Wan nodded briefly, before groaning in pain.
They found a small indentation in the traffic and took the chance to run, Qui-Gon reached the other side and turned, expecting fully that his Apprentice would be behind him.
But he wasn't.
Obi-Wan stopped in the middle of the road, the pain in his mid-section to intense for him to move, he heard Qui-Gon's cry of "Obi-Wan!" and turned slightly, just in time to see the sharp point of a speeder come straight at him.
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Author: Karla Phoenix
Description:
Obi-Wan Kenobi and Qui-Gon Jinn are sent on a strange mission with almost no details, the situation is on the way to being solved..... but what will happen when Obi-Wan is in a fatal accident?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Star Wars characters, neither any of the JA ones, and I do not intend to gain any money from this story or characters, they are property of George Lucas and Jude Watson.
Rating: PG-13 (note: the rating may be raised as the story progresses)
This writing is © Karla Phoenix, including any new characters or planets, any usage or putting the writing up on another site must be approved by the author first.
Phoenix
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Obi-Wan Kenobi watched as his Master moved around the room, collecting things to take to Canltha, the planet on which there next mission would take place, the briefing had been, well, brief, the council knew very little, all that had been retrieved was that Canltha had been in turmoil within itself, hidden gangs that had been concealed from the citizens of the planet had suddenly started attacking other gangs, hundreds of people had been caught in sudden onslaughts, either killed or badly wounded, no one knew why these sudden violent attacks had started.
The council had assigned them the task of leaving for the planet immediately, which was completely against normal procedure to find out a lot of information first, but Mace Windu had told them that the council was worried that the already obviously bad situation would worsen if they left it too long.
But they had still been slightly reluctant to send Obi-Wan, on the last mission that he had been on, he had broken three ribs in a fight with a merchant, bent on selling him all sorts of things, when Obi-Wan had finally lit up his lightsaber as a warning, the merchant had instantly pulled out a blaster and shot him, thanks to protective clothing the leader had made him wear, he wasn't killed, but he didn't tell Qui-Gon about his ribs, in fear of reprimand, so by the time they were back at the temple, he was in agony.
He had then fallen in lightsaber practise with his Master, Qui-Gon had made an easy swing that Obi-Wan should have effortlessly deflected, but instead had been distracted when he'd been hit with a wave of pain, and had lost his balance on the beam, and fell.
He'd hit the ground on his chest, breaking another rib and causing him to start coughing up blood.
He had to explain to the healers why he had three broken ribs in the first place, and then had been told off for not telling them.
So, now he was not trusted as much, but it had been two months since his release from the med centre, and the council had decided that he was ready for another mission, though his ribs ached a little sometimes, they were generally OK.
Qui-Gon finished collecting clothes and other various objects, he stood, watching his Padawan, who was in deep thought.
"Obi-Wan, shall we go?" he probed, Obi-Wan jerked into reality.
"Yes Master." Obi-Wan confirmed, following him through several corridors to the hangar, where a small transport ship sat, waiting to be boarded, several droids buzzed too and fro, winding in between other ships, Obi-Wan spotted his friend Bant and her Master heading into a different ship, he grinned and waved, and Bant smiled back.
A droid rolled up to them, holding a clipboard, it made a few strange clicks and whirrs before announcing that they were Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon, they agreed and were led onto the ship.
It was a standard one, a main room as a sort of lounge, a bedroom furnished with the bare necessities and a few others.
Obi-Wan didn't really take in any details, just what his eyes swept past, the journey to Canltha would be twenty-four hours, a lot shorter than any of the other missions he'd been on, with the exception of those on Coruscant, he needed time to think about where the heck he was going.
When he reached the bedroom doors he swirled round, expecting to see his Master following him, but to his surprise, there was no Qui-Gon behind, just a long durasteel corridor, empty except for a little forlorn plant, obviously put there to make it look more homey for long journeys, Obi-Wan had to smile, the plant looked like it was ready to drop dead at any given moment.
He sighed and entered the room, he sat on the end of a bed and glanced around, automatically searching for something familiar, then reprimanding himself for being incredibly stupid.
Obi-Wan crossed his legs and sunk into meditation, before falling asleep.
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Qui-Gon slid the bedroom door open, startled to see his sixteen-year-old Padawan lying on his bed, face away from him, obviously asleep, Qui-Gon smiled slightly, perhaps it was right that Obi-Wan slept, maybe it would make him more alert to killer Merchants, he shook his head in amusement, trust Obi-Wan.
The Padawan whispered something uncomprehensible and rolled over, young face showing distinct signs of distress, he suddenly cried out in an anguished voice, the phrase he'd yelled was unclear and slightly broken, but Obi-Wan said it over and over, one, simple phrase.
Tell me the truth.
Tell me the truth.
Tell me the truth.
It got quieter, and the Padawan showed signs of waking, Qui-Gon disappeared round the door, not wanting to let Obi-Wan know he was listening.
Sure enough, the Padawan sat up violently, shaking, he looked around wildly, blue-green eyes wide with the untamed fear that a dream creates, not even a Jedi can banish the dread that a nightmare leaves you with, Obi-Wan's harsh breathing slowly became even.
The boy drew his knees from under the cover up to his chin, resting his head on his knees.
"It was just a dream, it's not real." Qui-Gon heard him whisper to himself, the mumbled console seemed to calm him, and he looked up, then lay back down, drawing the covers around him.
Qui-Gon was just about to leave, when he heard the Padawan mumble.
"It wouldn't be real anyway, Qui-Gon would not eavesdrop on me." The words strangely turned him icy cold.
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The next day the disturbed night had been almost forgotten by both parties, for Obi-Wan it remained a slight depression, and perhaps the reason for the lightheadedness and slight nausea he woke up to the following morning, that caused him, for the first time in over a year, to turn over when he woke up and to go back to sleep.
Regrettably for Obi-Wan, he had to get up an hour later, when Qui-Gon tipped him out of bed, leaving him to get dressed for breakfast, then, three hours later, the landing on Canltha.
When Obi-Wan finally sat down at the table, he watched as Qui-Gon ate a small piece of fruit, but realised he couldn't eat, due to the nausea, he just crossed his arms on the table and layed his head on them, letting the abnormal tiredness wash over him, he was on the way to falling asleep, when Qui-Gon noticed him.
"Obi-Wan? Are you going to eat anything?" He asked, frowning, he lifted Obi-Wan's head up, to see how pale he looked, the Padawan opened one eye, and slowly raised his head, then sat back on his chair, shaking his head very slightly.
Qui-Gon was incredibly surprised at this, his Apprentice was usually very eager in his eating, especially breakfast, it was unnatural for him to refuse breakfast, and, Qui-Gon reasoned, pretty senseless, as he needed concentration for the mission ahead, and the last time he'd not been able to eat for a day, his concentration would falter, and he'd loose interest in what he was doing.
"Padawan, you need to eat something, or else you won't be able to concentrate." He reprimanded, this amused Obi-Wan slightly, he wondered if throwing up would be a lack of concentration, he decided it would be, and with a very small smile on his face, he politely refused.
"I am not hungry, Master, thank you." he said, Qui-Gon gave him an exasperated look, then began to wonder if Obi-Wan was unwell or something of the sorts, but when he looked up from his thoughts, Obi-Wan was gone.
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Obi-Wan returned wearily to the bedroom, he disliked it when Qui-Gon was so pressing, but knew the Jedi Master would have come to the conclusion that he was ill, so had decided to return to the room, so he could meditate for a while, before they landed.
He sat, crossed legs, on the bed, with a deep sigh he emptied his mind, letting all of his thoughts and feelings go, losing himself into the force, he was filled with a sense of serenity, forgetting his nausea, his tiredness, sinking into a world of quiet, and pureness.
It only felt like a few minutes before he heard Qui-Gon's voice penetrate his mediation, he slid his eyes open, feeling a deep sense of dread when all his worries and anxieties came flowing back, along with the weariness, he slowly get up, and felt himself lose his balance slightly, and stumbled, he heard Qui-Gon move to help him, but righted himself before his Master could do anything.
"Sorry, Master," Obi-Wan apologised "I guess I wasn't...." He then stopped, realising that 'losing concentration' was what Qui-Gon had warned against with not eating, he refused to give the Jedi the upper hand so, instead...
"I was still half in meditation." he finished, feeling Qui-Gon's accusing eyes scan him, he felt himself flush slightly, and looked at the floor, feeling embarrassed.
"Alright, Obi-Wan, we'd better go." Qui-Gon finally said, Obi-Wan looked up in surprise, he was expecting either a sarcastic comment or scolding, but, nothing.
He followed Qui-Gon down to the exit hatch, and watched as it slid open.
The planet was - green, the only way to describe it, plants, trees, shrubbery, the amount of greenery was immense, then there were strange speeders, quite fast, with extremely sharp points at the front, Obi-Wan shuddered, he couldn't imagine being impaled by one of those, they looked very deadly.
There were houses, small, but warm and homey looking, they were metal, of course, but you couldn't really see it, again, the houses were surrounded by greenery.
But still there was no sign of any inhabitants, no sign at all, Obi-Wan was eager to see them, he'd only heard that they were 'feline' but had no idea what this would mean.
Suddenly, they saw a completely black feline step into the street, stormy grey eyes glancing around in fear of attack, dark indigo hair in an untidy short style, a small knife at her side, black with an engraved panther on the hilt, a defensive aura surrounded her, one that told that she knew how to defend herself, but was nervous of an attack, a loose violet tunic was draped over her lean body, a scar running from her left eye to her chin.
Obi-Wan stared, he had never seen anything like the creature before him, it was so, beautiful, unique, he longed to touch the fur that covered her body, it looked so soft and warm.
The creature suddenly spotted them, and a nervous but an expectant expression came to her face, she turned to them and smiled, a nervous and slightly scared smile, but a smile nonetheless, they got out of the ship and into the hangar, from where they could not see her.
"Was that a Canlthian? Obi-Wan asked his master quietly, as they strode out into the sunlight that the planet seemed to be bathed in, Qui-Gon glanced at the boy, and shrugged.
"I have never been on this planet, Obi-Wan, but, by the short description the council gave us, I'd hazard a yes." Qui-Gon said as the black feline that they'd seen before came running up to them, her steps graceful and controlled, and fast at the same time, she came to a stop in front of them.
She had abnormally large eyes, they were a beautiful calming green, reflecting the colour of the plants exactly, she cocked her head in a very feline way, and spoke softly.
"Sie alaith dalth Jedi?" She inquired quietly, Obi-Wan was nonplussed, but Qui-Gon answered quickly.
"Elthia, reth sie dalth Jedi." He said with a small smile, the girl nodded and indicated for them to follow her.
Obi-Wan felt himself wince as he was struck with a sudden pain in his stomach, he didn't stop walking with the others, though, but simply gave a slight moan, that, unfortunately, Qui-Gon caught.
"Obi-Wan? Are you alright?" He asked? Obi-Wan again disliked the way Qui-Gon asked him these questions, but gave a sigh and nodded automatically, not really thinking.
They came to a road thick with the sharp-nosed speeders, the feline stopped, watching the traffic with an inscrutable expression, she cocked her head and looked in deep thought, she turned to the two Jedi and smiled.
"Wie du gualth saln dalth Jedi uita famu so delth salithia." She said in her gentle, quiet voice, Qui-Gon just nodded and turned to his Apprentice, suddenly noticing how pale he was, but quickly translated the girl's words.
"Be careful when you cross the road, Obi-Wan." He instructed, a small amount of worry in his voice, Obi-Wan nodded briefly, before groaning in pain.
They found a small indentation in the traffic and took the chance to run, Qui-Gon reached the other side and turned, expecting fully that his Apprentice would be behind him.
But he wasn't.
Obi-Wan stopped in the middle of the road, the pain in his mid-section to intense for him to move, he heard Qui-Gon's cry of "Obi-Wan!" and turned slightly, just in time to see the sharp point of a speeder come straight at him.
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