Two Halfs of One Warrior • Obikin/Vaderwan One-Shots

Sith Obi-Wan and Prisoner Anakin

• Summary: Obi-Wan has defeated Sidious, fallen, and declared himself Emperor. He has Anakin as his prisoner in a very nice cage. Can they be together again?

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Anakin fiddled with the force suppressor on his neck, he had broken off and sharpened a small piece of the handle off of his toothbrush. He needed to get the thing off of him. He was in his pristine cage that he called a room. It was a simple room that was decently sized and had a bathroom and a kitchen attached. Although, he couldn’t leave, ever.

Anakin didn’t really know how it happened but it did. Obi-Wan had fallen to the dark side and had defeated Palpatine who was the Sith Lord all along. He had taken Palpatine’s Empire for his own and named himself Emperor Kenobi. He didn’t know how long he had been stuck in his room. He knew it was attached to Obi-Wan’s, and he was in the Imperial Palace.

Anakin watched himself in the bathroom mirror as he finally got the control panel open. He gasped in relief as he started looking at the wires. Which wires he would pull would set him free? He poked at the wires with the sharp toothbrush handle piece, looking at him in wonder. He sighed and closed back the control panel, pocketing the small piece of toothbrush.

He walked to the living room area, looking out the window. It was dark outside, and there were guards lining the palace. He opened up the window a bit, poking his head out. He breathed in the fresh air, and he saw the chicken wire lining the window, so even if he did get out he’d have to step on the chicken wire. It lined the window and the windows next to it. He looked at the guards down below; they almost seemed asleep. They stood at their posts, almost sluggishly. Anakin had wanted to wait till he had his force suppressor off; it would make it easier, but he decided to fuck it. He rummaged through his drawers and put on four pairs of thick socks, he wanted to prevent his feet from getting cut by the wire, but he didn’t have any shoes. Probably because Obi-Wan thought you would do this, he mused to himself.

Anakin opened up the window more, slowly. Trying to not make even the slightest noise. He edged himself out of the window, being as quiet as possible. He stood on the ledge of the window, standing on the wire. He could feel it cutting through the first pair of his socks. He shut the window quietly behind him. He looked under him, and the guards hadn’t looked up. He thanked whatever God was above. He crept to the edge of the window ledge, seeing another one in the distance. He knew he didn’t have the Force to propel him, but it was just a risk he’d have to take. He prayed silently that he would make this jump before jumping as far as he could. He had miscalculated the jump but his hand grabbed onto the wire. He wanted to scream, but he muffled himself, almost biting his tongue off in the process. He pulled himself up, his knees meeting the wire. He looked in the window, it just looked like a hallway.

Anakin sighed in relief as he gently pried open the window, ignoring the way his bloody hands got on the window. He stepped in one foot at a time and closed the window behind him. It didn’t make any sense why it wasn’t locked, but it was probably just his pure luck. He looked around the vacant hallway, and looked at the gold frames lining the paintings on the wall. It all looked so very… expensive. He heard some guards rounding the corner and his eyes darted around. He just walked forward down the hallway, rounding a corner and looking behind him. He collided with a body full on, falling down onto his ass.

He looked up and met the golden eyes of Obi-Wan. He scrambled up onto his feet, trying to get away from him, but Obi-Wan simply tackled him to the floor.

“Are you trying to escape again? Ani?” Obi-Wan murmured in his ear. He had his hands wrapped around Anakin’s wrists.

“Get off!” Anakin hissed, struggling and trying to thump Obi-Wan off of him.