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Opposites Attract [Complete]	By : Meleana24 Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 9158 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Meleana’s body crashed through a thin coating of ice before she was plunged into freezing water. She didn’t notice the cold at first, or the pain of the impact, the agony from using the force to break her fall overwhelmed both. She hung in the water a moment, too disoriented to know to swim. She came out of her pain filled haze and started swimming. She knew the Obi-Wan imposter would follow after her. Her only chance was to hide, and even that would be difficult. Cloaking her presence required using the force, which she already knew would be difficult. She broke through the ice, it was thin enough that it wasn’t too hard and took a big gulp of air. She barely heard the imposter land on the ice.
Clearly he was having no issues using the force. Meleana froze in place. If she dropped back into the water now he’d hear her come back up for air. She focused all her efforts on hiding her presence. He hadn’t brought a light down with him, clearly confident he’d capture her easily.
“Come out little Jedi. You can’t hide forever,” he paced the ice looking for her, trying to find her.
He turned towards her and her breath caught in her throat.
“You’ll freeze down here. Do you really want to die?”
He took a few paces closer to her. Meleana didn’t think he had seen her yet, but if he continued on his current course he would walk right into her. She was already shivering all over. She needed to move. She risked being heard and dropped back under the water. She could hear his footfall over the thin ice amplified by the water rushing towards her. She swam as deep as she could, not wanting to be dragged out of the water. She felt her way along the silt covered bed. Making sure she stayed on course. She knew she could hold her breath for two minutes at least before she started to struggle for air. Her hand brushed along something foreign on the floor as she moved. She ran her hands over it, already fearing what it was. It was a body, but one wearing clothing. It seemed well preserved. Meleana felt around, it had a utility belt. She pulled at a familiar feeling cylinder and swam back to the surface. She used the hilt of the ancient lightsaber to crack a hole in the ice and took a deep breath of air. She listened for her pursuer and heard nothing.
She waited there as long as she dared, but still heard nothing. She took a deep breath and swam back down. It felt as though the body was wearing a light blast armor, which would be a better covering than nothing. Though she was to squeamish to remove the body suite from the frozen corpse. At least the armor would give her a little protection, and let her keep some of her modesty. Though without something under it she imagined it would chafe terribly. She undressed the corpse quickly and snapped the armor on under water. The dead force user was thinner than her, and her feet had been a little bigger, but her current outfit was better than nothing. She took the utility belt and swam back up gasping for air. She went back down and started to feel around for the cave wall. It seemed like she’d give in to the cold before she found the shore, but finally she did. She dragged herself up. The cold at least had kept her injuries from bothering her. She sat on the cave floor breathing heavily. She was alone, completely blind, in a hostile place, and someone was trying to kill her. Tears came to her eyes when another thought crossed her mind. What about Obi-Wan? Was he already dead? And Master Windu, what had happened to him? She shook herself and started to pick at the utility belt. Meleana stared at the lightsaber. She wondered just how long their power cores held out. She said a little prayer before pressing the button on the hilt. Nothing happened.
The rest of the utility belt was equally useless, save for a knife. No wonder the imposter hadn’t bothered getting wet, she was as good as dead at this rate. He’d have no problems following her. For all she knew he was sitting next to her laughing quietly to himself at her weakness. Meleana heard a sound, first she thought it was a confirmation of her suspicions, then she realized it was something else. Something was sniffing, a low growl came from behind her, and then it pounced.
Whatever it was, it was covered in fur, and dangerous. Sharp teeth bit at her ill-fitting armor. She reached for the knife of the floor and swiped blindly at the thing. Claws dragged across her hips, which the armor was not covering all the way. She grit her teeth, she was too terrified to scream. She stabbed, her arm got caught in the creatures mouth. She let him have it, and dropped the knife into her left hand. While it bit through the armor into her skin with crushing force, she slammed the knife through its skull. She pulled it out, removed the creature from her, and started moving. She slipped on the ice floor, tripped over rocks, and crashed into walls, but she had to get somewhere. She had to feel like she’d at least tried to save herself.

Mace Windu was pissed off. He shouldn’t have allowed himself to be lead into a trap. He should have been able to sense something wasn’t right with Obi-Wan. He should have been better prepared, and he should have told his Jedi companions more about what they were facing. The man he’d thought was Obi-Wan had lead him into a harmless looking room, why had he gone first? Why hadn’t he sensed anything? Before he could see trouble coming he’d found himself locked in a force cage. The entire room had been built with the sole purpose to hold a Jedi. And he’d been held. For over an hour he’d been trapped, and still was.
He was most concerned for Meleana. He never should have brought such a young Jedi Knight along with him. His own ability to feel the force was so feint, he imagined the young Jedi was completely cut off, completely defenseless. Whoever was controlling Obi-Wan had clearly meant to get her away from him, but for what purpose?
He’d found a way out, or rather had been making one. While the wall were covered by an energy shield the floor was stone. Hi lightsaber and utility belt were still with him, so he’d been slowly digging his way out. Already he’d spent an hour on the task, and it looked as though he’d be at it for another hour still. He wondered if Meleana would still be alive when he finally made it out, and if there was any hope left for Obi-Wan. The two Jedi Knights were two of his favorite, it’s why he’d brought them along, among other reasons. He didn’t like knowing he may have lead both of them to their deaths without even seeing it. If even <i>he</i> was so blind it seemed the young Jedi had no hope.

Meleana stopped when she could no longer drag her legs forward. She was freezing, but the cold was no longer helping to numb the pain of her battered body. She’d made it far enough into the tunnels that she could no longer hear the sounds of water. This area was dimly lit by crystals high up in the walls. They cast an eerie blue light down the tunnels. It reminded Meleana of Obi-Wan’s lightsaber, which had only served in upsetting her more.
She must have walked, or stumbled, for hours. She was so cold, so tired. She couldn’t go any further. What was the point? They were all doomed. The others were probably dead already? Why should she continue on and prolong the inevitable. Tears rolled down Meleana’s cheeks. She’d never felt so much despair in her life. She didn’t know why she’d even bothered running to begin with. She could have died a quick death, but she’d chosen to freeze or starve instead.
Meleana shut her eyes and tried to think of something else, anything else. She didn’t want to die… but she wasn’t going to die here. Was she? She already knew where she was going to die, she didn’t know when or why, but she knew for sure it wasn’t on Korriban. She heard something from further down the hall, it sounded like slow dragging foot steps.
“Hello?” She called. She felt she was either being incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. There was no response.
She got to her feet and moved toward the sound, she could barely make out the shape of a human in the distance. It wasn’t Master Windu, and it wasn’t Obi-Wan. Meleana’s heart sunk. The thing walking towards her was dripping wet, half frozen, and wearing nothing but a tight body suit. It was the corpse she’d taken the armor from. It looked to be female, but she couldn’t be sure. Its skin had a wax like appearance, and its eyes glowed faintly the same dull blue glow of the tunnel.
When it fixed its dead eyes on her it began moving with frightening speed. Meleana gripped the bloody knife in her hands. She tried to dodge the dead thing, but it was to fast. Though it had almost no dexterity it was freakishly strong. It’s frozen hands crushed her throat. She stabbed into it’s gut, but it had no effect. She tried to pry the hands off of her, but they quite literally had a death grip. She stuck the knife into the creatures neck and it recoiled, but was on her again in seconds. She ducked this time and the corpse landed on top of her. It’s nails raked her face and Meleana screamed. She tumbled to the floor and rolled to pin the creature below her. She jabbed the knife between its eyes. The dead thing opened its mouth in a silent scream, revealing black skin behind its blue lips, but it did not die. With considerable effort Meleana pulled the knife back, dodging the claw like nails of her opponent as she did.
She turned the knife, place one hand on the hilt and the other on the top of the blade. The creature continued to claw at any bare skin it could get its hands on. Meleana ignored the pain and forced the blade down. Once wasn’t enough to sever its head. She hacked at it’s neck, black blood splattered every where. When she’d gotten half way through she gave up, and grabbed the horrible things head tightly. It bit into her, with a scream of rage she pried the head off and tossed it as far down the corridor as possible.
Meleana stood up, the body still twitched slightly, but it appeared immobile. She staggered away a few paces then was over come by her need to wretch. What else could she possibly face in these terrible caves? She needed to find Master Windu. She needed to keep walking. She wouldn’t make the mistake of stopping again.

Master Windu walked into the chamber he’s last seen Meleana in. He first noticed the precipice on either side had been closed off. It was as though they had never been there at all. He wasn’t surprised to find her utility belt, lightsaber, and datapad on the floor, but what were all of her clothes doing here? This was troubling. He didn’t see any blood, which made him think Meleana must have been alright when she parted with her clothing. They seemed in god enough shape. He picked up her utility belt, data pad, and lightsaber. He was glad to see she’d been able to copy all of the text from the ceiling. It would aid him in exploring the tunnels, and hopefully lead him to her sooner. He still had to complete the objective, to destroy this place, but he needed to at least try to save his companions first.

As Meleana continued down the tunnel she realized things had been too simple. She hadn’t had any choices. There had always been a way open. She’d been so tired, and so unsure of her ability to use the force she had just followed the simplest path. She was now sure she was walking into a trap. Were the other ways any less of a trap though? Was being lured by one thing worse than being eaten by an animal? Freezing to death? Being killed by the undead? No she thought not. So she continued, glad at least she knew she was walking into a trap. She saw a light at the end of the tunnel. Finally. She was ready for whatever it was that waited for her, good or bad, she needed this to be over.
She gripped the dead lightsaber in her hands. It might work as a bluff. If not she could always throw it. She stepped into a room with man made lighting, machines, and of course not Obi-Wan.
Meleana looked at him and he smiled at her. Running hadn’t done her any good. Here she was, right back where she’d been, now with disgusting black armor, no lightsaber, lots of wounds, and a slight case of hypothermia.
“Hello little Jedi,” he said in a smooth voice. “You shouldn’t have run from me. Look at all the trouble its brought you. It would be a shame if you damaged my Mistresses' beautiful body.”
Meleana held the lightsaber up threateningly. “It’s my body, and I’ll damage it in whatever way I see fit.”
His eyes narrowed at her, “Ready to kill me now little one?” He held his arms up as if to say he was waiting, “Go ahead, but I should tell you, your little friend isn’t dead. When I leave, which unfortunately I will, he’ll be good as new. Unless of course you do something like kill him.” The imposter Obi-Wan began turning on machines, his back to her. “Now if you’d please step into this machine we can avoid a lot on unpleasantness.”
“Why me?” Meleana asked, not sure if she wanted to know, or if she only wanted to stall.
“The Mistress knew you’d come. We’ve waited a very very long time for you, and here you are. You’d be amazed how long it takes to get a Jedi female into a cave on Korriban. Well you would, but obviously we wouldn’t, since the Mistress predicted your coming.”
“I’m not going to get in that machine. I’d rather die than play host to a Sith.”
The man looked disappointed and pulled Obi-Wan’s lightsaber off his belt. To Meleana’s surprise he pressed it to his own throat. “If you do not get in I will kill him, possess the Jedi Master, and then kill him when we’re through.”
Meleana wanted to tell him to go ahead, that she was sure they’d both sooner die then risk setting a Sith loose on the galaxy but she couldn’t bring herself to form the words.
“You’re very attached to this one aren’t you,” the Sith winked, “Very naughty little Jedi.”
Meleana blinked tears out of her eyes, she wanted to tell this Sith to go to hell, but instead she found herself pleading with him not to kill Obi-Wan.
She rationalized what she was about to do. The machine probably didn’t work. Master Windu would stop her. Obi-Wan would save her. It couldn’t work, she wasn’t supposed to die here. She died outside, it smelled of flowers and there was sunlight, she didn’t die in this room.
“Are you getting in or not?” The Sith demanded impatiently.
Meleana nodded and slowly walked towards the machine. She let the broken lightsaber slip from her hands before she stepped inside. Instantly a strong metal bar flew out and wrapped around her waist. Something else came down to rest on her head.
“I’m afraid this is going to hurt a lot,” he kissed her lips, “Please don’t hold back your screams.”
Meleana didn’t look at him, she couldn’t bare to. She couldn’t believe she’d trusted the word of a Sith, but she needed to believe Obi-Wan was going to be ok. She knew she couldn’t die here. She was sure of it. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then he turned the machine on.

Mace began running when Meleana’s screams of pain filled the tunnels, she was close. He could hear the sound of Obi-Wan’s laughter and taunts as he got closer.
Mace stopped running just as he got to the door and ignited his lightsaber. The Sith imposter did the same and looked at the Jedi with great displeasure.
“How did you get out? I swear Jedi weren’t as tricky in my day.”
“Release her,” Master Windu said in a no nonsense tone, though he had to yell to be heard over Meleana’s screaming.
“In a few minutes,” he said with an evil grin.
Master Windu took a step towards them and was thrown back with the force.
“You’re no match for me here old man. Wait, in a minute she’ll be gone and you and your friend will be safe. Press me and you’ll find this poor girls sacrifice was for nothing.”
Master Windu got to his feet and slammed the Sith into the wall with the force, though he did so at great peril to himself. He fought back the tug of the dark side and slammed the body to the other side of the room. He stopped only when he heard Meleana whimper.
“No,” she repeated over and over through her cried of pain.
The Jedi Master let Obi-Wan’s body fall to the floor, completely limp. He took his lightsaber and ran through the machines until Meleana’s cries had stopped. When the room was silent he looked at what had been done. The weapon was destroyed, and so may have been two promising Jedi Knights. Meleana hung in the Machine, motionless, Obi-Wan was on the floor bleeding. He wondered if he might have been better off going on this mission alone.
Obi-Wan stirred first with a groan. Master Windu held his purple blade towards him. “Your Masters name,” he snapped before Obi-Wan could even get his eyes all the way open.
“Qui-Gon,” he said in confusion. “What… Where?” Obi-Wan looked around the room. He made it to his feet with great effort and staggered towards Meleana.
“I should have prevented this,” Master Windu said. He said nothing about the urgency with which Obi-Wan rushed to Meleana. He seemed to think only of her, forgetting his own pain. Normally Master Windu would have found this suspicious, but in this case he was inclined to forget it. He’d failed them. He didn’t think Meleana was dead, but she certainly looked close enough.
He watched Obi-Wan try clumsily to release Meleana’s limp form from the machine.
“You should sit down, you’re not well,” Master Windu said in an emotionless tone.
Obi-Wan stumbled back, practically falling against the machine behind him to support his weight. “Is she… what happened?”
Mace stepped forward and very carefully cut the binding around Meleana’s waist with his blade. Meleana’s body tumbled forward into his harms. He checked her pulse, it was weak, but there.
“She’ll live,” Master Windu scanned Meleana’s bloody bruised body, “As to what happened, you’ll have to ask her.”
Obi-Wan wiped the blood seeping from his forehead away from his eyes, “How did I get here?”
“You were possessed. I’ve spent the past several hours trapped in a force cage and trying to find this place. I’m afraid I’m to blame for your injuries.”
Obi-Wan stared at Meleana lying in Mace’s arms, “I did this?”
Mace shook his head, “You’re no more to blame than I am. When you are well enough to walk we should get moving.”
Mace cast a worried look down at Meleana, he could barely feel her through the force. The sooner she was away from this place the better.
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