The Will of the Force

by Astartea ( astartea8@mixmail.com )

Archive: Master & Apprentice and the Bad!Fic site ( www.hawksong.com/~momskitchen )

Category: BAD Fic

Pairing: Q/O, sorta

Rating: Adult

Summary: Obi-Wan's parentage comes into question

Disclaimer: George owns everything.

Warning: Really, really BAD FIC. Includes stupid conversations, mpreg, and mentions to inter-races sex.

Notes: Came in third in the BAD!FIC Contest.

Qui-Gon woke up covered in sweat. Nervously, he went to his padawan´s room only to check if Obi-Wan was right. The vision of the sleeping angel in satin sheets constricted his heart and made him tremble.

I must keep my vision in secret, thought Qui-Gon, desolated but still serene, I will not jeopardize his training with the black future that is approaching... I have to be strong for the two of us. He will have his time to be strong for the Galaxy in the future...

"Obi-Wan, please, wake up!" He cried suddenly.

"What the f...? Oh! Master" Obi-Wan brushed his eyes with his fist. "What happened? Why are you crying?"

"Oh, my Obi-Wan. I just had a vision of the future... I was thinking in hide it to you, but I can't... I CAN´T, DAMMIT!!!"

"What is it, Master?" Obi-Wan caressed the older man's cheek, soothing him. Qui-Gon was crying so bitterly that it made Obi-Wan´s heart skip some beats.

"I... I can't explain it with words right now. The only thing I can do is fuck you senseless..."

"What? Fuck me?"

"Yes, my dearest padawan. I have to make love to you... NOW!!"

Still crying, Qui-Gon pulled out the sheets, revealing the most wonderful body he had ever seen. Obi-Wan was made of gold and cream, and he was so hungry. Carefully, he tried to kiss that luscious mouth, and sensing the approval of his padawan, he started to lick and suck passionately.

After the mouth, the rest of Obi-Wan´s body was literally devoured by Qui-Gon´s eager mouth. When Qui-Gon arrived to Obi-Wan´s bobbing erection, the red-golden haired young man jumped, trembling.

"Master... you should know that... well" Obi-Wan caressed his head, searching for the proper words. "You should know that I love you with all my soul."

"So do I, my precious padawan" Qui-Gon sighed while he masturbated, his eyes fixed in Obi-Wan´s groin "So do I..."

"But... The point is that" The padawan blushed intently "I love you so much that I've been waiting for you. I mean... I'm a virgin, Master."

"A virgin?" Qui-Gon cocked an eyebrow "And what about that time I caught you with Ki-Adi-Mundi in the training room?"

"We were not fucking!" Obi-Wan protested "It was only a blowjob!"

"Well, and what about the other time when Mace Windu was inserting his cock in your anus on our sofa?"

"When you came home early from that mission in Samonant?" "Yeah, that time. It wasn't sex you were having?"

"Well, I... He doesn't count!" Obi-Wan nearly shouted "He hasn't got my heart. Only you have it. It doesn't matter if I'm a whore and I have been snogging almost half the Temple" The padawan looked him with eyes full of love, batting his eyelashes "I'm a virgin in love. For you, I'm shining and clean, untouched yet."

"Oh, my precious, precious Obi-Wan" cried Qui-Gon in ecstasy "Then I'll be so careful with you...my little virtuous lover."

After their lovemaking, they were cuddled up in Obi-Wan´s bed. With the typical face of a well fucked vicious slut, the younger man turned to kiss his Master's lips with abandon. Then he remembered the premonition dream that Qui-Gon had before.

"Master..."

"Mmmm..."

"What about your vision? The one you told me before."

"Oh, that! It doesn't matter now, my love."

"Of course it matters, Master! - Protested Obi-Wan."

"Well, if you insist" he sat up in the bed cross-legged "First of all I have to explain you other thing. Do you remember your parents, Obi-Wan?"

"Of course. I don't feel attached to them but I have seen them sometimes."

"I'm not talking about the Kenobis. I'm talking about your biological parents."

"What!!??"

"The Kenobis adopted you, but they weren't your real family. In fact, you belonged to the Jedi Order since before you were born..."

"What do you mean, Master?"

"Your parents were Jedi, Obi-Wan. Both of them. That's why you are so powerful, and why you will be so important for the Order..."

"Master, did you know my real parents?" Obi-Wan discovered he was crying. Qui-Gon also had brilliant eyes.

"Yes, I did. In fact, your mother, Shurah, was my first real love" he murmured, great tears now falling down his cheeks, disappearing in his beard.

"What?" Obi-Wan screamed "You mean my mother and you..."

"Oh, yes. We were together a long time. In fact, since she cheated on me with your father... I still can see her in you. You are your mother's son, my Obi-Wan."

"So, you are something like my stepfather, aren't you?"

"Yes, something like that."

"Kinky! We just had sex!" Obi-Wan twisted his mouth in disgust. "Tell me you weren´t thinking in my mother"

"Well, is not like I'm your real father, you know."

"And who was my real father then?

"Oh, you know him. He's still alive." "What? Why nobody told me?"

"Well, it's like a bit of a shock, isn't it?"

"Who is he?"

"Well, you know, I always thought that parentage and bloodlines are highly overrated..."

"Don't change subject, Master!!" Obi-Wan was getting angrier by the second "Tell me right now who is my father!!"

"...."

"NOW!"

"All right, padawan. Your father is... Master Yoda."

"WHAT? YOU MUST BE KIDDING!!!"

"I'm not. I swear." Qui-Gon held his padawan´s hand, who was turning pale from the news.

"Why..." Obi-Wan´s voice was a murmur "Why didn't you tell me? And why I'm not a green troll, then?"

"I told you! You are your mother's son. I'm really happy with your genetics."

"Ok, I understand" said the padawan impatiently "Now let's forget this conversation and talk me about your vision before I start to break things."

"In fact, both events are interrelated."

"WHAT?"

"My sweet Obi-Wan. If you only knew... The vision was about me and you. About my near death in the hands of a Sith and our son."

"YOUR DEATH? OUR SON? WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN SMOKING THIS MORNING??"

"Only a bit of weed, but that's not the point" Qui-Gon pressed his hands against Obi-Wan´s belly "It's the will of the Force. As it was its will that you were created by the union of Yoda and Shurah. Now I know."

"But.. but.. WHY?" Obi-Wan cried "Why does the Force want me pregnant by the first lover of my mother? What do you mean, near death!?"

"I don't know. I'm only the messenger." Qui-Gon hugged Obi-Wan till his bones were aching "I only know that there's a big evil hidden, a phantom menace, and the Galaxy needs the birth of a Super-Jedi, genetically perfect, to confront it. This one will be our son. I suppose that's why the Force is commanding such a weird liaisons. The only thing I know for sure, my Obi-Wan, is that I love you with all my heart."

"Oh, Qui-Gon! And I love you even more..."

* * * * * * * * * NINE MONTHS LATER * * * * * * * * *

"Master Yoda! The baby is coming!" Shouted Anakin when the old, venerable Jedi Master appeared in the healers' area.

"Know this, I do. The suffering effort of Obi-Wan, from the entire Temple can be sensed."

"The healer in charge told me that they are going to rip of his belly."

"Hmm, Good idea, I think this is. Now, if you excuse me, inside must I go."

"Yes, Master Yoda."

After two hours and a half, Obi-Wan Kenobi woke up to see a very happy and familiar face.

"Daddy!" he cried "It has been a terrible experience."

"Know that, I do, my dearest son. But all now is over. Care to see your pretty son, you do?"

"Of course. It's a shame that Qui-Gon cannot see him" A lone tear run down his cheek. It had already been six months since Qui-Gon died, but he still was mourning him.

"In pieces my heart is for that. But time to look to the future and not to the past now is. Here, your pretty baby is, waiting for you to hello say."

"He looks like Qui-Gon?" Obi-Wan asked anxiously.

"Only the eyes and the beard. Like me and you when you were small, he looks like more."

And then he handled Obi-Wan a very little green troll with blue eyes and Qui-Gon´s beard and hair. Obi-Wan looked at his son with disbelief in his very big eyes.

"Words to describe your happiness you cannot find, my dear son?"

"Well..." Obi-Wan murmured "I... I really thought he would be more... more like Qui-Gon and me and less like ... you." "About nothing you have to worry. Pretty similar to me when you were born, you were. A few weeks later, you lost the green colour and grew up very quickly and in a more human shape. Master Jedi I am, not genetic scientist, so explain it properly, I cannot. But I assure you, a good-looking human he will be. And with his new family, he has to go."

"Really" Obi-Wan cried "I thought that maybe you would change your mind, and we could keep him with us. I'm starting to love him more than anything in the world. He's my son. He's your grandson..." "With an adoptive family he must go!" Yoda whacked his stick on the floor "His mission in the future, great will be, but he for now must be hidden. Found the prefect family I have. With the Solos he will live."

"Can I stay a bit more with him?"

"Of course you can, but only for a few hours. His new parents for him will come this evening. However, to name him your right is."

After Yoda went out, Obi-Wan cuddle the little green bearded troll.

"Don't forget that you are loved, my son. Don't forget that both your parents will be with you wherever you are, thank the Force. Don't forget...my Han."