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109.

The Jedi that escaped the ship's destruction landed gracefully on either side of the mess. Ahsoka landed in a crouch while sheathing her lightsabers. Revan landed with his feet set apart and his gaze set on the outcome of his actions. 

He was fatigued from willing the Force to lift such a heavy object, but the satisfaction of seeing the troopers dead was enough for him. It almost enriched him to see the pieces of white armour among the broken black tiles, and when Ahsoka stopped by his side, Revan took a moment before he looked to his fellow Jedi. 

'I wouldn't have thought of that,' Ahsoka mumbled and resisted identifying the body parts that sat in the ship's train of destruction. She looked at Revan's side profile and noticed how his shoulders rose and fell in heavy breaths. His eyes were yet to leave the sight, and Ahsoka had to put her hand on the Shan's shoulder to receive his attention at last. 

'We should get the kids, and get out of here,' she said, and Revan lowered his head into a slow nod. Ahsoka tried not to dwell on the fact that Revan's brow was heavy over his eyes, and his lips were tightly pressed together. Instead, she turned to head towards the T6 with the man in tow. 

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Obi-wan was pulled into a battle that he had wanted to avoid.. If he had a choice, the Kenobi would have turned away from the brooding man in all black and fled towards the hanger. With a hope of running into Sol on the way, Obi-wan would run with his tail between his legs from the option for battle with the Sith. 

But Obi-wan was a Jedi, and it was his duty to face a fight that could ultimately balance of the light and dark sides of the Force. Obi-wan couldn't spend all his life running. He had to stand against his fears as a way to realise them and perhaps even obliterate them.

Darth Vader was the first to attack. When Obi-wan raised his lightsaber and was drowned in its blue glow, the Sith staunched the metal panels that formed the suspended path. Metal rattled at the heavy steps and Obi-wan barely had the time to block the red blade that crashed from above. 

Vader used one hand to administer the first blow, and he performed a powerful swing with nothing but the sheer strength of a singular robotic limb. The anger in Vader's signature radiated through the Force and Obi-wan felt its intensity with each blow from the man's hand. The Jedi struggled to keep a formation when the crimson weapon encountered his, and the blue blade was seen flailing about to land at least one successful collision. 

Obi-wan let out a grunt when Darth Vader's one-handed swing sent him into the railing of the strip. Echoes of chattering metal sounded throughout the tunnel, and the Jedi was forced to heave himself upright when a glowing red came in pursuit of his neck. Obi-wan leapt out of the way and Vader's lightsaber collided with the railing's metal pole. With a frustrated yank, the weapon was pulled back to be by Vader's side and a melted, burnt indent was left in the solid metal. 

'I expected at least a hint of a challenge from you, Obi-wan,' Darth Vader mocked. Obi-wan scurried back as the Sith took long strides towards him.

'Or at least a plea for mercy!' 

The Sith's arm reared back as his voice boomed and Obi-wan held his lightsaber up to take the hit. But Vader's strength and power had grown significantly since their last battle, and Obi-wan's arms spasmed when the red met his blue. The Jedi was sent to his knees and with wide eyes, the Jedi Master looked up at his ex-Padawan with his hands on the strip behind him. His lightsaber hummed next to him in a state of forgotten immobility, and Obi-wan was helpless underneath Vader's frightening stance.  

'You are weak,' Darth Vader said. 'You always were weak. Because of you, my power was strangled and suffocated until I realised the lies of that Jedi that you fed me. I am now at my full potential, and I will use it to destroy you!' 

Obi-wan swallowed and couldn't help the twist of his features at the growing tears in his eyes. 

Anakin had become an abomination of greed, hate, and darkness. Vader had possessed the Skywalker's body and turned it into a mask-wearing, killing machine. Everything that Obi-wan loved about the man he considered his brother was gone, and it hurt him to know that everything they had been through together, was long forgotten. 

It didn't matter that he had been proud to watch the small, blonde boy from Tatooine become a Jedi Knight. It didn't matter that Sol had turned Anakin into a man of passion and prosperity for the good, because it was all consumed by the disease that was the dark side of the Force. 

'I'm sorry, Anakin...' Obi-wan choked back a sob. 'For all of it. I-I should have done more-'

'I am not anyone's failure. Anakin is gone.'

A single tear fell out of Obi-wan's eye. He sensed the yellow eyes that were surrounded with red stare through him and he wondered where he went wrong. Obi-wan was being punished for his devotion to the Jedi Order, and he wished that he had put his best friend and brother before its values. Darth Vader was Obi-wan's creation, and he had lived knowing it to be true. Sol lost her lover, and the twins lost their father because of him. So many people had lost their lives because of Jedi Master Obi-wan Kenobi's failure to see Anakin Skywalker's decent to the dark side.

'You didn't kill Anakin Skywalker...' Vader grinned behind his mask. 'I did.'

'How could you do it, Anakin?' Obi-wan whispered, his glossy eyes staring into the emotionless mask. 'How could you think that this is right?' 

'The prosperity of freedom and justice is what is right, and my Empire will continue to succeed without the presence of you and your pathetic rebellion,' Vader seethed, and raised his lightsaber with a chest full of hunger. 'The name of Obi-wan Kenobi will continue to rot, just as your flesh will rot when I strike you down for the good of the Empire. Goodbye, Master.' 

Obi-wan prepared for the searing pain or the great void of an immediate, painless death. The buzz of Darth Vader's weapon was raised dangerously high, and Vader was going to make sure that his swing would count. 

With his feet spread apart, Vader raised his lightsaber slightly higher to increase the momentum in his arm and aimed for the neck of his ex-Master.

'Uncle Obi!'

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'They're gone. Why is it when I need to see that they're here, they're gone...' 

Ahsoka wanted to burst into tears. With Revan by her side, the two Jedi stared at the empty training space that was located in the middle of her T6 ship. Their shoulders were slumped, and an eerie aura throbbed in the space that should be filled with the two young Skywalkers. 

Luke and Leia were gone, and there was nothing that told the Jedi of what had occurred in the room. The tiles were left spotless with their shine reflecting the lights from the ceiling, and there were no scuffs on the walls or blaster marks to signify a struggle. As if they had disappeared into atoms and joined the Force's entity, Luke and Leia were just gone.

'They were taken. They must have been,' Revan said with a shake of his head. 'We were so overwhelmed outside that we didn't even notice.' 

'They're somewhere on the destroyer... oh, Maker... could this get any worse?!' Ahsoka cried and put her palm to her forehead. 'We have to find them, Revan. We have to before he finds them.' 

Revan's fists clenched at the mention of the man who had crushed his wife's skull on Hoth. He told himself that he would kill Vader if even a hair on Luke or Leia's heads were harmed, but Revan was already prepared to hunt him down and murder him just how he had murdered Serrina. He didn't need another reason to hate the Sith apprentice, but in his own delirium, Revan used the twins as his drive to search the halls and find the man who had ruined his life. 

'Don't worry, Ahsoka. We'll find them. Everything will be alright after this. I can feel it.'