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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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Authors Note: Hello everyone! I am SO sorry for my terrible update schedule lately! I have had a lot going on, I promise I will finish this no matter how long it takes! Thank you to all of you for reading and for your wonderful comments! I was a little worried people would take my writing too seriously, but I'm glad you guys are all having as much fun with it as I am! Thank you again for all of your wonderful feedback and for reading! And putting up with a sporadic author!

Meleana had only intended to close her eyes a few seconds, but when she opened them the entire room was gone, and so was Obi-Wan. The exterior walls were in place, but the entire bottom floor was one colossal room. Glossy stone floors reflected the dim light being cast from black crystal chandeliers. The large windows were all covered by drawn crimson velvet curtains. Meleana used the wall to brace herself as she got to her feet. Much to her surprise the pain in her shoulder and body had gone.
She took a moment to look around. She was sure she was still in the same house. She heard the sound of a woman clearing her throat and her eyes followed the sound. Down at the other end of the space was a throne, elevated from the rest of the unfurnished room by a large black stone slab. She recognized the Sith from her portrait. She was dressed in tight black clothing, which clashed with her long blonde hair. The contrast was all Meleana could make out from that distance.
“Come,” the Sith's voice boomed.
Meleana furrowed her brow, “No.”
“Walk or I will drag you,” the Sith sat forward in her seat. “There's no reason you should lose your dignity. I don't mean to degrade you.”
She paused and thought a second before slowly walking forward. She wondered what in the Galaxy anyone needed a room that large for as she made her way through it.
The Sith smiled at her when she was a meter away, “There, no reason to start a pleasant conversation unpleasantly,” she laughed before Meleana could even speak, “You are going to say something about my being a vile evil creature of the darkside now I presume? Not exactly the way to start negotiations now is it? No, but you Jedi always forget your manners when talking to those whose beliefs do not match yours.”
“Oh, so this was all just a big misunderstanding? You aren't trying to kill us? Or walking around in the rapidly decomposing corpse of a Jedi Master? My apologies, I completely misread you.”
“What I will do, and what I have been made to do are not all I am. I've brought you here so you can understand things. Under normal conditions you wouldn't speak with me,”
“You tried to kill me! Twice!” Meleana interrupted.
“You're already dead.”
Meleana found the Sith's gentle tone even more disturbing than her commanding one.
“I am seeking to prevent more death, there is no need for your friends to die.”
“And I'm sure once you have me, you'll use my body for charity?” Meleana scoffed, “Do you think I'm stupid, or weak? Kill me, and the other Jedi, but you're never getting out of here, not if I have any say in it.”
The Sith arched her brow, “You don't. As I was saying, you're already dead. Though your body will not die as quickly as your soul. It could carry on for another eighty years. Can you imagine, a Jedi without a soul? You may think Sith evil, but we have our own codes, our own morals. That they differ from your own does not make us evil. But without a soul you will be. How long do you think the Council will allow you to go on before they notice? How many people will you yourself kill?” The Sith smiled as she gave Meleana a moment to process what she was saying.
“You'll still be yourself, but the life of a hostage will no longer matter to you. The only thing you will care about is achieving your mission, no matter what the cost to life.”
The sound of the Sith's laughter sent a chill down Meleana's spine.
“Why, you'd be the perfect Jedi. No compassion, no attachment, no hate or love,” the Sith seemed delighted at the idea.
Meleana tried to ignore her words. She could easily be bluffing. “And then what? You've lived here for thousands of years, the rest of my lifetime will pass in an instant for you.”
The Sith shrugged. “You're correct. Here I have unlimited power, I will exist for eternity, but why? I'm in a prison of my own making. I choose to look at my sudden mortality, and weakness, as a temporary situation. I've achieved this much. I don't think immortality is out of reach for me.”
The Sith stared at her, as though she could see through her into Meleana's mind. Given what she'd seen so far Meleana wasn't sure that was outside the realm of possibility. Finally the blond woman's cold brown eyes locked on to hers.
“If you give yourself willingly I will spare your companions. They will be free to leave unharmed.”
“I won't-”
“If you choose to resist, I will have you anyway, and I will kill them. I don't require your cooperation, but it will make things quite a bit easier on me. Your companions don't matter to me, dead or alive.”
Meleana felt the presence of others before she saw them. The room which had been empty was now packed with people.
“I use them,” the Sith said motioning towards the crowd around them, “And if your friends die within these walls, they will join them. They will never become one with the force, they will be trapped here for all eternity. Many of these souls worshiped the Sith, or were Sith themselves. How do you think the Jedi will find it here?”
Meleana blinked tears from her eyes and tried not to look at the hundreds of faces staring at her. “We'll think of something,” she didn't sound at all sure of her self.
“Fine,” the Sith shifted on her throne. “You have until sunset tomorrow to think of something. Then I will come for you, and you will give yourself to me, or your friends will suffer for eternity. And you will suffer as long as I see fit,before joining them.”

Obi-Wan had been sitting over Meleana for hours watching her. When it had become clear she wasn't going to wake up he had carried her to find the others. They were all in the library, trying to find some answer to what had been going on. Meleana's eyes shot open seconds before a deafening scream. She was clearly awake now, and out of her mind with pain. Her hands clutched her abdomen as her screams subsided. Tears rolled down her cheeks from her unblinking eyes. He reached out a hand to comfort her, but stopped short when she flinched back.
Everyone had crowded around her when she started screaming. All five seemed to think they'd some how be able to help with her phantom pain. Her eyes moved over them frantically as though she were looking for someone in the crowd hovering over her. She pushed her way through them and dashed out of the room with alarming speed. Obi-Wan hurried after her, and hoped the others would realize she didn't need five people to prod her.
Meleana was in the hall gripping her lightsaber with white knuckles. She turned from left to right frantically staring down the long dark halls. She jumped when Obi-Wan said her name and spun towards him. Her entire body way tensed for a moment before she relaxed. She loosened her grip on her lightsaber and held it towards him.
“Take it,” she said when he didn't move.
“Why?”
The steely look in her eyes faded as she looked into his. She closed the distance between them and kissed him. He felt her hand clip the blade to his belt while her other came up to cup his face.
“Because you lost yours, and you're a better fighter than I am.”
He didn't say anything about the tears streaming down her cheeks. He knew she wouldn't explain them.
“If I'm so much better, why are you the one with the lightsaber?” He asked with a smile trying to lighten the mood.
Meleana's hand held his in place when he tried to remove her lightsaber from his belt.
“I want you to have it,” Meleana shook her head at him, “Don't argue with me.”
“Does this mean you don't want to see me any more?” He said with a boyish grin.
She didn't laugh, but she smiled, and shook her head, “I love you,” her voice was barely a whisper.
He brushed the tears off of her face with his thumb and tried to gauge what she was thinking from the look in her eyes. He'd thought he'd become fairly familiar with her facial expressions, but this wasn't one he'd seen before. She looked hopeless.
“What happened?” He asked in a soft voice.
Meleana looked at the door, then back to him, she didn't seem to want to answer him.
“Is there any food in there?”
Obi-Wan was taken aback by the question, though he wasn't sure why. After all, Meleana was prone to changing the subject.
“No, oddly no one stopped by the kitchen while running from the murderess undead Sith lord. We'll have to have a talk with them about their poor survival tactics.”
Meleana smiled, “Lets go, I'm sure everyone will be hungry once they've settled down.”
Meleana grabbed his hand and started leading him down the hall.
Obi-Wan was going to argue, but he quickly realized needing food and water was inevitable. It would do them no good to stay together in the library and die of thirst. He did insist on letting the others know where they were going though.
“Has the sunset on today yet?” Meleana asked as they walked through the halls.
He found the phrasing of the question a little odd, but chose not to point it out. “Only just,” he answered after he'd glanced at the clock.
“Good, we've got some time then.”
“Time for what?”
Meleana ignored him as she headed towards the stairway. She seemed unusually jumpy. Her eyes kept moving, occasionally fixing on something Obi-Wan couldn't see.
“Meleana,” he grabbed her arm to slow her before she reached the stairwell. “Are you alright? You woke up screaming, and now you're feeling peckish?”
Meleana turned towards him but her eyes didn't meet his. She was fixed on something behind him.
“I've just got a lot on my mind, nothing to worry about. Did any of you have any luck figuring out what exactly is going on here?”
Meleana turned abruptly and began walking again before he could answer.
“Master Windu thinks the Sith is somehow drawing energy from this place to create a force barrier. We're all fairly confident destroying her spirit will remove the barrier.”
He nearly crashed into her when she stopped walking. She halted as though startled by thin air, then diverted her course and continued into the dimly lit stairwell.
“And Master Windu knows how to destroy a Force ghost?”
“Not as such, but we're working on it.”
Try as he might to ignore it, Obi-Wan was sensing a great deal of things from Meleana. All of his senses told him she was hiding something important. Increasingly he sensed her emotions settling into one, anger. Given how tumultuous she appeared he was worried any more prying on his part would only further set her off.
He became so wrapped up in his thoughts that he lost track of Meleana, who was racing down the stairs as though the kitchen were about to close. Realizing she was alone and unarmed he hurried to catch up to her. Meleana was standing on the next landing, she didn't even acknowledge his arrival, she was fixed on the dark hall ahead.
“This way,” the way she spoke sounded more like a question than an order. She walked into the black hall without looking back to see if he was following.
The dim light of the staircase quickly faded as they walked. Obi-Wan ignited Meleana's lightsaber, the purple light made the hall feel a bit more cheerful.
“Where are we going?” He asked, not liking the sudden detour into the pitch black unknown.
Meleana shook her head, “I'm not sure.”
“So why are we going this way? This seems needlessly dangerous.”
“It isn't. We're safe for now.”
Obi-Wan sighed, “Oh really? I thought we were being hunted by undead Sith, glad we've cleared that up. Knowing that you've decided she's no longer a danger makes me feel much better.”
A door swung open further down the hall. Despite having a lightsaber, and knowing how to use it, Obi-Wan felt more uneasy than he had since they'd arrived.
“Relax,” Meleana looked back at him with a smile, “That door isn't trying to kill us.”
“What is it doing?”
“Nothing, it's a door.”
Meleana walked through the open door before he could stop her. Obi-Wan was sure there was something he was missing. She seemed to be seeing something he wasn't, and he didn't like the feeling at all. He heard Meleana flip the lights in the room on, but the room remained shrouded in darkness. This floor clearly hadn't been maintained by any of the staff.
From what he could make out from the light of the moon and the lightsaber, everything in the room, which wasn't much, was covered in white sheets. Meleana reached out to remove a sheet from the largest object in the room, it was at least half a meter taller than her and twice as wide. She paused before her hand reached the sheet and sent it flying with the force. He thought it odd for her to use the force in such a seemingly frivolous way.
Meleana nodded, which seemed a very strange thing for her to do, since he hadn't said anything.
“We saw one like this on Korriban,” she said not taking her eyes off of the thing she had just uncovered.
Obi-Wan didn't remember much from Korriban, and from what he'd gathered that was a good thing.
Meleana turned back to Obi-Wan, “She uses this to draw the soul out of a person. It prevents them from becoming one with the Force.”
Obi-Wan looked at the Machine, then back at her. Her attention was off of him again.
“How exactly do you know that?” He asked, making sure she knew by his tone that he expected the question to get a straight answer.
Meleana's attention didn't return to him for another minute or so. When it did she seemed hesitant to speak.
“Because the Sith used it on Master Tori,” Meleana said blinking tears out of her eyes, “And Master Tori is relatively certain the only way to reverse what's happening to me is through this machine.”
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