Fire Soul

poplitealqueen:

letslipthehounds:

@poplitealqueen  I saw your post grumbling about the lack of
Sith!Qui-Gon, and I didn’t have anything planned for the evening, so…

Sith!Qui-Gon it
is.

 ~~~~~~~~~~~

Really, he might
have trained that boy too well.  Darth
Aedus contemplated the shuttle escaping his base.  The shuttle dipped to avoid the Vulture droid
ships coming to meet it, waggling it’s wings as it escaped.  Scratch that.
He’d trained the Obi-Wan too well, and then Obi-Wan had trained Anakin
too well.

Qui-Gon Jinn
turned and headed back into the base proper.
He was met by the man who was both his Jedi and Sith Master.  “They escaped again,” he said.

Dooku, now Darth
Tyranus sighed.  “They’re too well
trained, Qui-Gon,” he said.

“Yes master, I was
just thinking exactly that.  At least
it’s kept them alive this long.”

“Very true,” Dooku
said.  “Are you sure they’re worth it,
though, Qui-Gon?  I know Kenobi was your
Padawan, and you were the one to find Skywalker, but they’ve been a thorn in our
sides for far too long.”

“They are, my
Master,” Qui-Gon said firmly.  “We just
have to show them the power of the Dark Side, the way you showed me.  They’re too dangerous to have out in the
galaxy, as Jedi, and I will not kill them.”

Dooku sighed.  “I know,” he said.  “I just wish they were a little easier to
capture.”

“We’ve captured
them a dozen times in the last two years.”

“Very well.  I wish they would stay captured for long
enough for us to Turn them.”

Qui-Gon couldn’t
do anything but agree with that.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Darth Aedus smiled
as he entered the med bay.  Normally,
he’d be raging at seeing Anakin and Obi-Wan floating in bacta tanks, but right
now, it meant that they were here with him.

Both of them were
sedated, and Aedus took a moment to study his former Padawan and Grand-Padawan.

They’d nearly
fought to the death to avoid capture this time, but in the end, Rex had managed
a pair of incredible stun shots.  (If
Aedus hadn’t already checked, he would have run the clone’s midichlorian count
again.)

Anakin was the
worse injured, but he would heal.  His
artifical arm would be repaired, and he would be fine.  He was thin, though, almost painfully so, and
even through the tank and despite the sedation, Aedus could see dark circles
under his eyes. 

Obi-Wan, too,
would heal.  There was more gray in
Obi-Wan’s beard than there had been the last time Aedus had seen him, and he
too was far too thin.  Aedus sighed.  Clearly, these two had been running far too
close to the edge for far too long.

On the run from
anyone and everyone, with no one they felt they could trust but each other,
meeting enemies on all sides…

Aedus sighed.  They should have given up months ago.  He stepped up between the tanks and closed
his eyes.  He reached out to the bonds he
still had with both of them and carefully opened his ends.  Neither of them reacted, until he started
leaking Darkness into the bonds.  Then
Anakin started to thrash a bit in the tank.
Obi-Wan, too, moved, shaking his head as if he were trying to wake up.

Aedus pulled
back.  No, it seemed this wasn’t the time
for that.  On the other hand, he’d gotten
a good look at both their mental states, and it was encouraging.  They were exhausted, and he could feel how
their emotions were leaking into their Force use.  There were hints of Darkness in them both
already.

Slowly, they both
settled back down.  He reached out again,
this time shielding the Darkness, to just feel their presences.  He’d missed them, the boys he thought of as
his own sons.

And he was so
proud of them too.  Three years, they’d
been the most wanted men in the galaxy, with absolutely no one to turn to, and
yet it was only now that they’d been captured.
Truly, they were worthy to become Sith Lords.  He just had to convince them that.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Qui-Gon scowled
down Obi-Wan and Anakin.  He truly didn’t
want to do this, but perhaps it was the only way.  It had worked for him.  Neither of his boys was Turning.  They’d latched on to each other, and somehow
kept each other balanced on the edge of Darkness, even here, in the old Sith
shrine on Ziost.  “Come with me,” he
ordered them.  They exchanged glances,
but they’d learned to obey him when he used that tone.

“Where are we
going?” Anakin asked as he fell in behind Qui-Gon.

Qui-Gon
sighed.  “I did not want to do this, but you’ve
left me with no choice,” he said.

“That wasn’t an
answer,” Obi-Wan observed.  “You’re
falling back on old habits, of answering a question without giving any
information away, Qui-Gon.”

The Sith smiled
briefly before he glanced back at his (soon, soon) apprentices.  He didn’t answer until they were standing
before the last door.  “I am taking you
to the center of the shrine,” he said.  “I
didn’t want to do this, but this is how my Master Turned me, and it seems to be
the only way.”

Both of them
stopped dead in their tracks.
Thankfully, they were close enough that it didn’t matter.  They’d walk through that door on their own.

He opened the door
to the heart of the shrine.  The Darkness
rushed over them, alluring and strong.
He entered, allowing that allure to take him forward.  Once in the room, he turned to his (almost)
apprentices.  Anakin had both hands
clenched tight, fighting the call with all his being, while Obi-Wan’s eyes were
wide and he was vibrating in place.

“Come, my
apprentices,” Darth Aedus said, holding out his hand to them.  He felt his eyes burn, as the Darkness filled
him.  “Come,” he repeated.

Obi-Wan took a
halting step forward, stopped himself, braced against the door.  “No…” he whispered.  The Darkness flowed around him, and he shook
his head.  “I… can’t…” he looked back at
Anakin, and then turned back to face Aedus.
The Sith could feel the Darkness, reaching into Obi-Wan, tempting and
calling him.  Obi-Wan took another step,
then another. 

Aedus felt and saw
the moment when Obi-Wan stopped fighting the Darkness.  Obi-Wan’s eyes turned yellow and he
relaxed.  Aedus only saw the yellow eyes
for a moment as Obi-Wan closed them and his head fell back in apparent
bliss.  Aedus knew the feeling well.  The Darkness was wonderful when it claimed you.

Anakin was still
(stubborn, stubborn boy) fighting the pull, even as he stared at Obi-Wan in
horror.

And then Obi-Wan
turned to him.  “Anakin,” he said, and
just like Aedus, held out his hand.

Anakin broke and
stumbled into the Darkness.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

I think the
hardest part of this was figuring out a good Sith name for Qui-Gon.  I ended up with an Irish Gaelic name that
means “fire.”  I thought that was
appropriate, considering Liam Neeson is from Northern Ireland.

And yes, it’s also
a reference to Darth Pyros, which is my name for Sith!Obi-Wan in a different AU
of mine (which still hasn’t been finished).  I
(obviously) didn’t use that name here, but I wanted to reference it.

I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but I better keep fucking doing it. *latches onto Sith Qui fic*