The Jedi Temple Murders

The Jedi Temple Murders is a Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan story by analise and Kirby Crow (~40,000 words). It was one of the stories archived at The Obi-Wan Torture Oasis and had cover art by analise. Archive information from the story header: "MA, Nesting Place, SWAL, TOTO, all others please ask."
Summary: Young Obi-Wan Kenobi is forced to relive a horrific experience when someone begins killing Padawans in the Jedi Temple, and not even his Master can save him.
The story is set pre-TPM and has warnings for rape and murder.
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==Illustrations==
The TOTO version of the story was posted as a plain text version and one with at least four illustrations.
File:Acad3.gif|The other Padawan was giving as good as he got, attacking and withdrawing with perfect precision. An excellent match...but he predicted that Obi Wan would win. Obi Wan always made a point of winning.The vanities of youth, he thought with an inner smile. And the boy had the right to be vain. He was beautiful and he knew it. Qui Gon fought back the familiar stirrings of desire that always awoke when he watched such swordplay, telling himself that he could enjoy the sheer animal beauty of his apprentice without resorting to lustful contemplation.
File:Acad4.gif|Obi Wan swam ahead, blind, trying to feel ahead with his hands, shying away from the slimy walls of the narrow pipe. The pipe narrowed abruptly, and claustrophobia belatedly set in. Obi Wan felt his heart speed up, although, thanks to his Jedi training, he still had plenty of air. The confines of the space were not all that troubled him. Somehow, just knowing that there was a body in the passage with him was frightening, sending an eerie shiver down his spine that he was helpless to ignore.He tried ridiculing himself. It was only water after all, and a corpse was only decaying matter. He was being childish.He had just started to feel better when the trailing end of the rope touched his ankle.
File:Acad2.gif|Oddly enough, as he dragged his friend's body to the steps of the shallow end, the only thing he could think of was the fact that the last words between them had been poisoned with fear and suspicion. He sank to an upper step, turning Bacco face up, staring dazedly down into the empty face. Wide, sightless brown eyes met his....a complete lack of expression on a face so often vibrant with emotion. With a trembling hand, he brushed the thin lids closed, swallowing through a throat thick with guilt and grief. Obi Wan pulled the dark head into his lap, smoothing the sleek wet hair back from skin already turning bone white in death.
File:Acad1.gif|"What?" Obi Wan gasped, trying to bite back a choked laugh as Geen passed the slender bottle of Kithurr Ale over to him, a mischievious glint in green eyes that he trusted not at all."I said, haven't you ever wanted to fuck your Master?" His friend wiped the back of his mouth, and bent his knees, dipping and bobbing down in the warm water so that he peered at Obi Wan from just above the surface, his dark braid floating on the top of the lagoon next to his pretty face, his teeth flashing white under the water as he grinned.He couldn't prevent the deep flush that suffused his cheeks at the question and quickly lifted the bottle to his lips to keep Geen from seeing how the playful question affected him. 
==References==
Category:Star Wars TPM Q/O Fanfiction
Category:1999 Fanfiction‎