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| - “What’s the matter, little one, don’t you remember your father?,” came the sneering question from the dark Jedi. “You aren’t my father! That’s a lie!,” the fifteen year-old Padawan Learned screamed, his horror at the very idea of being this man’s son frightening him to his core. Qui-Gin Jinn stepped between his apprentice and the dark Jedi. He’d always known that the day would arrive when this evil man would surface to reclaim his child. “No! I’ll never join you!,” the Padawan insisted. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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| - “What’s the matter, little one, don’t you remember your father?,” came the sneering question from the dark Jedi. “You aren’t my father! That’s a lie!,” the fifteen year-old Padawan Learned screamed, his horror at the very idea of being this man’s son frightening him to his core. Qui-Gin Jinn stepped between his apprentice and the dark Jedi. He’d always known that the day would arrive when this evil man would surface to reclaim his child. “Search your thoughts, youngling. You know my words are the truth,” instructed the man. “Come my son, join me and I will complete your training. Join me and you will possess a wealth you’ve never imagined. Leave the Jedi behind my son, and I will show you true power,” the darksider implored. “No! I’ll never join you!,” the Padawan insisted. “You’re wasting your time. The boy is firm in his commitment to the Jedi Order,” Qui-Gon calmly told the other man. Shifting his gaze from Padawan to Master, the darksider slowly began to approach the Jedi pair. “I don’t recall asking for your opinion, Qui-Gon Jinn. Once again, you’re meddling in my life,” he stated. “That ends now, old man. The boy is my son and he’ll be coming with me!,” he spat in Jinn’s face. He glanced back at his son. “Think back, young one, search your memories,” he instructed again. Qui-Gon was horrified to see his young apprentice doing exactly that. The teen had closed his eyes and was using the Force to scan his deeply buried memories. It was a technique the Jedi used often on their missions, using the Force to remember details and facts, memories that had been obscured by time. But he could not remember one instance when his apprentice had done it on a mission, and he certainly had never used it to remember the haunting image of his biological father. Qui-Gon prayed to the Force and every god he knew that the young man’s voyage through his memories would reveal nothing. The dark-haired man looked on with a satisfied, evil grin splitting his handsome features. He knew exactly what the boy’s journey would reveal. Everything. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ “Father?,” the young Jedi Padawan whispered as he opened his eyes and stared at the man. The memory had come to him immediately, almost as if it had been there forever. He clearly remembered the tender way in which his father had held him when he was a baby. It was as clear in his mind as the man himself that now stood in front of him. The man stepped closer to the boy, his hands reaching out to cup the youthful face. “Yes, little one, it’s me. I’m your father,” came the emotionally charged words. He pulled the boy into his arms and held him close. Qui-Gon couldn’t believe his eyes. He watched as his apprentice wrapped his own arms around his newfound father. “F-fa-father. Y-you’re re-really here,” the young man struggled with the words. Tears were streaming down his face. This had been a dream of his since he was a small child, growing up in the crèche. He had always wondered about his parents. Now he was standing in his father’s tender embrace. While softly rubbing his son’s back, the man turned his dark blue eyes towards Qui-Gon. “We need to resolve this, Jinn, for the sake of the boy,” he said, leaving no room for argument. Qui-Gon saw his apprentice wiping away his tears and smiling up at his father. There was a happiness he’d never seen before on Obi-Wan Kenobi’s face. Nor had he ever seen Obi-Wan’s father so serene and gentle, not even when he’d been a Jedi Padawan. “All right Xanatos, we’ll discuss this,” Qui-Gon relented. He would do it for Obi-wan, the boy he loved as a son. That was all he could do.
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