'You were always so afraid of disappointing me,' Qui-Gon said. 'And you have.'
Obi-Wan stopped. His lightsaber dangled in his hand.
It's not real. It's not real.
'You've failed me, Obi-Wan.'
Not.. real.
'And you don't even know why.'
Obi-Wan took a breath. He walked forward, straight at Qui-Gon. The image disappeared.
Shaken, he continued into the darkness. Now it was easier to walk past the Sith Lords, the visions who snarled and hissed and sent out grasping fingers as he walked past. He had seen the worst.
He heard a hiss, felt the dark side surge, and barely had time to prepare when the flash lit up the darkness. A luma blast, sent by a rocket, designed to blind him.
Obi-Wan threw himself on the floor and rolled. Behind his closed eyes, he saw explosions of orange and yellow, bright as a double sun. Using the Force, he guided himself alongside a tomb and crouched behind it. When he opened his eyes, he could see nothing.
Then more blaster fire, so rapid he realized that Omega must have set up a repeating blaster. From the sound of it, an E-Web, one of the most powerful repeating blasters ever manufactured. It sat on a tripod. It took two gunners, but one could handle it, if very skilled.
Omega didn't know where he was… yet. Obi-Wan was painfully aware that the E-Web had enough power to punch through armor plating on a cruiser. He heard the stone tombs shatter across the space as they were hit. He couldn't remain here. He had to keep moving.
He kept himself low to the ground and felt his way around the tomb. He could track the blaster fire through the Force, could defend himself if he had to. It was part of Jedi training to be able to fight without sight.
Younglings learned with novice helmets that blocked their vision. Obi-Wan was suddenly, fiercely glad for that training.
Omega would expect him to hide. Therefore, he had to expose himself.
He had to trust in the Force.
Blinded, Obi-Wan rushed forward. He felt the air against him as a guide. Objects displaced air, and with the help of the Force, a Jedi could feel the displacement and adjust. Obi-Wan raced forward confidently. His vision would return. In the meantime, Omega was close. So close he could hear the creak of his armor-weave tunic as he moved his arm….
A wrist rocket. Obi-Wan dodged and weaved, knowing the targeting laser system was working to get a fix on him. He moved like quicksilver, flowing from one position to the next. He heard the rocket release and he put on a burst of speed, running blind, running straight at Omega now. He felt the whistle as the rocket whizzed by his ear.
'I love watching you run,' Omega said. 'Ready, set, go!'
Another wrist rocket. Obi-Wan Force-leaped. He felt the rocket behind him and he swerved at the last minute. The rocket crashed into a tomb.
Splinters of rock showered over Obi-Wan.
'I could do this all day,' Omega said.
Blinded, breathing hard, Obi-Wan allowed himself a fraction of a moment to rest. Inside him blazed the memory of every battle with Omega.
From the beginning Omega had set out to confound him, humiliate him, destroy him. He had set out to impress the Sith by attacking the Jedi, and he had managed to do it again and again, always escaping at the last possible moment. He had even managed to kill a Jedi Master. Yaddle had sacrificed her life for this man's greed and revenge.
It had to end here. It had to end now.
He saw streaks in his vision now, a sign that his sight was returning.
He just needed a few precious minutes.
'You mentioned having the help of the Sith, Omega,' Obi-Wan said, raising his voice to carry without shouting. 'How is that you've ended up alone back here?'
'I'm not alone,' Omega said. 'I have his help.'
'Really? Can you feel him? I can't. And remember, I'm the one who can feel the Force. Not you.'
'You arrogant fool,' Omega snarled. 'I am to be a Sith! He told me so.
' 'And you believed him.' Obi-Wan was beginning to make out the shape of the tomb opposite him, fragments of shape fracturing the orange streaks in his vision. 'Flattery will get him everywhere, it seems.'
'He wasn't flattering me! Right now I am a Sith without the Force. I can use his power.' There was a note of defensiveness in Omega's voice.
'It seems to me that he gets to use you.'
'He would not abandon me!'
The shapes took sharper form. His vision wasn't perfect, but it would have to do.
Obi-Wan stood. 'You'd better hope so.'
