Summary: Alternative ending of The Clone Wars episode Revival, leaving Obi-Wan in considerable danger

Spoiler alert: Contains spoilers for the Clone Wars episode Revival and a few others

Disclaimer: You all know that Star Wars and its characters belong to George Lucas. I would never dare claiming them for me.

Obi-Wan felt the roof collapse behind him and the two Sith. Now that they were his problem alone, he stopped and turned around. Maul misinterpreted his turning around for fear. "Surrender. We are two. You are no match for us both." he snarled.

"You are mistaken." This sentence, while being uttered in a relatively low sound level, was spoken with all the more certainty. It clearly was not what the Sith expected. They were thinking of an easy prey like they had last time they fought him.

But he had changed. He would not give in to his hate like he did that last time. He had trained with Anakin a lot because he was determined to eradicate his shortcomings on Theed. It was his fault that this Sith had the possibility to come back and he would not let the whole galaxy pay the price. There was already another Jedi that had fallen for his cause and if he could do anything about it, it wouldn't be more. He cast a small sad glance to Adi's lightsaber, and although it hurt him he turned his mind back to the task at hand.

He was definitely not going to surrender. He felt the force rush through him, he knew that he could defeat the two Zabraks. The events of Naboo would not repeat themselves.

The Jedi ignited his and Adi's blades and took a defensive stance, expectant of the red blades of his enemies. As they came, his mind was deeply incorporated by the force, letting it flow through him and guide him in this very effective but exhausting form of Soresu with two blades. He slashed out, blocked, force-pushed and blocked again, participating in a deadly dance. His feelings were not completely under control. He began to enjoy the swift moves, the unbreakable wall of light that surrounded him, enjoying the freedom and the power he felt when he realized that he could really best the two Sith. More and more, he was not the calm center of the storm but blizzard-like extensions of whirling light breaking free of that storm. He was delivering a mean strike to Opress, leaping around and attacking Maul, then ducking from the blow that aimed for his neck. But such kind of fighting took a toll on him. Besides the expansive swings he was delivering, he was also feeling his strength decrease with every violent strike he had to parry.

Then, as it had to happen eventually, Obi-Wan's concentration slipped and he recognized too late that Maul force-pushed him in the air and sent him slamming against the wall. He landed there in a heap, but the force screamed at him to raise his sabers against the two red blades aiming for him. He did so but knew that he was cornered. Soon, his strength would fail him.

But he saw an opportunity. Opress' knee, which had already taken a few blows from him was in his range. Seeing this clear pass of escape, it was too late for him to notice Maul's intentions. Suddenly, Maul switched off his red blade, bringing Obi-Wan to nearly impale his foot with his own saber, but his force-enhanced reflexes saved him. While still holding Adi's blade against Opress' dual-bladed saber, he felt an alarmingly chill feeling between his neck and his shoulder. "Surrender" he heard the cold voice repeat, noticing that Maul was pressing his unignited saber diagonally against his neck. Now Opress was retreating, but that was not helping him, for his next move would inevitably end with a lightsaber through his neck, heart and whatever vital organ it would meet on its way.

Obi-Wan had no option. He might have been killed in a fight with these two monsters, would eventually have taken one of them with him, and would have gone into the force as it was his destiny. But now that he had a choice, he would not choose death. Oh, he knew that surrendering would eventually lead to death, he had never met an individual that was so obsessed with his revenge, but as long as there was a possibility of escape, he would take that choice. If only to have the chance to avenge his fallen friends. But those were no thoughts of a Jedi, he knew. He released them, as he released the grip on the sabers. They clattered to the bottom leaving a hint of finality in the air. He felt weak. It was the second time in not more than a month that he had gotten himself into the grasp of the two Siths.

"I knew you were a reasonable one" Maul said with his yellow eyes boring inside Obi-Wan's but he would not back down.

"If I were a reasonable one, I would have cut you in half lengthwise"

He saw the eyes grow a shard darker but he did not get a response. Obi-Wan understood. They had already had that conversation. He saw Maul nod to Opress, and felt his head brutally gripped by animal-like claws. He could not do anything as his head was slammed into the battered wall. His view blurred, but his head was knocked against the wall a second time. That was when the world blacked out.

Authors note: This is my first fanfiction ever, and since English is not my native language, I want to apologize for time or spelling mistakes. I hope you enjoy the story, and reviews are greatly appreciated, be it praise or criticism (but I guess you know which one is preferred...). Other chapters are on the way.