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Chapter 2-Sith Hells

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

What the hell is that damned beeping?

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

Force, please just let me sleep. The thick fog of sleep that clouds my senses feels so good. I just want it to last.

I just want to sleep.

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

Please, please, please just let me rest

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Bee-

…it stopped. The damned beeping stopped. Thank the force….now I can-

"Wake up Obi-Wan"

….that voice…I haven't heard that voice in almost 2 decades…

I immediately jump up and register a number of things:

1) I was lying in a very comfortable bed that felt very much like my own….

2) This looks like my room before Obi-Wan moved into Qui-Gon's room (right after he took me as an apprentice. I remember him telling Mace that there was no way he was gonna let me stay in Qui-Gon's room so he moved in himself)

3) And stars end, Qui-Gon Jinn is standing beside my bed.

Sith hells, Qui-Gon is standing next to me. Sithspit.

But before I can jump on him and scream "SHAVITQUI-GONYOU'REALIVEIMISSEDYOUSOMUCHANDYOU'LLNEVERBELEIVEWHAT'SHAPPENEDSINCEYOU'VEBEENGONE!
Something hits me.

Did he just say wake up Obi-Wan? Force just hearing that name makes my blood boil.

But why the hell would he call me Obi-Wan? I turn my head and look a him with a very confused expression when something catches my eye.

The ginger braid sitting on my shoulder….wait what? I don't have ginger hair! There's only one person I even know with ginger hair and that's-

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No.

I jump out of bed and fly past Qui-Gon (I manage to catch a glimpse of his hand on the snooze button of Obi-Wan's old alarm clock. And that solves the mystery of the damned beeping….)

For a moment it slips me where the fresher in my own room is. I mean it's been so long since I've even been in my own room.

But after a second of wracking my brains I find it and run in. As soon as I run in I slam the door shut, lock it and turn my attention to one thing. The mirror.

Then much to my horror when I look at the mirror, staring back at me is short cropped ginger hair, greenish blue eyes, a shoulder long padawan braid and a much younger face than I remember last seeing those features on.

I see the face of 14 year old Obi-Wan Kenobi.

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Chapter 2-Sith Hells

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

What the hell is that damned beeping?

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

Force, please just let me sleep. The thick fog of sleep that clouds my senses feels so good. I just want it to last.

I just want to sleep.

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

Please, please, please just let me rest

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Bee-

…it stopped. The damned beeping stopped. Thank the force….now I can-

"Wake up Obi-Wan"

….that voice…I haven't heard that voice in almost 2 decades…

I immediately jump up and register a number of things:

1) I was lying in a very comfortable bed that felt very much like my own….

2) This looks like my room before Obi-Wan moved into Qui-Gon's room (right after he took me as an apprentice. I remember him telling Mace that there was no way he was gonna let me stay in Qui-Gon's room so he moved in himself)

3) And stars end, Qui-Gon Jinn is standing beside my bed.

Sith hells, Qui-Gon is standing next to me. Sithspit.

But before I can jump on him and scream "SHAVITQUI-GONYOU'REALIVEIMISSEDYOUSOMUCHANDYOU'LLNEVERBELEIVEWHAT'SHAPPENEDSINCEYOU'VEBEENGONE!
Something hits me.

Did he just say wake up Obi-Wan? Force just hearing that name makes my blood boil.

But why the hell would he call me Obi-Wan? I turn my head and look a him with a very confused expression when something catches my eye.

The ginger braid sitting on my shoulder….wait what? I don't have ginger hair! There's only one person I even know with ginger hair and that's-

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No.

I jump out of bed and fly past Qui-Gon (I manage to catch a glimpse of his hand on the snooze button of Obi-Wan's old alarm clock. And that solves the mystery of the damned beeping….)

For a moment it slips me where the fresher in my own room is. I mean it's been so long since I've even been in my own room.

But after a second of wracking my brains I find it and run in. As soon as I run in I slam the door shut, lock it and turn my attention to one thing. The mirror.

Then much to my horror when I look at the mirror, staring back at me is short cropped ginger hair, greenish blue eyes, a shoulder long padawan braid and a much younger face than I remember last seeing those features on.

I see the face of 14 year old Obi-Wan Kenobi.