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

(It Could Be Wrong) But It Should've Been Right

• Summary: Obi-Wan falls to the dark side instead of Anakin, but he has a score to settle with his old padawan.

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‘Hello Anakin.’

Anakin whipped around in shock at the painfully familiar voice, and laid eyes on the man he’d irrevocably lost three weeks prior.

The corner of Obi-Wan’s mouth quirked upwards as he lounged against the bedroom door. He seemed vaguely amused at Anakin’s reaction.

‘You don’t look very pleased to see me, dearest.’

‘O-Obi-Wan,’ Anakin stammered, hardly daring to believe his eyes, ‘what are you doing here?’

‘Am I not allowed to visit my favourite padawan?’

I am not your padawan anymore.

‘Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong, Anakin. You will always be my padawan-’

‘Don’t poke around in my head,’ Anakin growled, hand flying to his belt before remembering he’d left his lightsaber in the bedroom, lowering his guard too soon like an inexperienced kriffing youngling.

‘I don’t have to. Your thoughts are flooding out into the Force without any help from me. Your shields are atrocious; I thought I taught you better than that. Though I shouldn’t complain. It just made it easier for me to find you.’

Anakin looked away. He despised the mild teasing tone in Obi-Wan’s voice, like he was letting Anakin in on a private joke. It reminded him of days past when Obi-Wan would whisper secretly in his ear, hounded by an indignant Ahsoka who wanted to be in on it too. He had felt somehow special, superior, specifically chosen by Obi-Wan to be his closest confidante. But it was Anakin who was the joke, who had been played for a fool, who had been betrayed by his master and his best friend, the man he l-

No.

Anakin glanced back at Obi-Wan, who was watching him closely, and made his decision.

He owed it to all the years they had spent together. He had to at least try to get through to his fallen master.

He took a deep breath.

‘Obi-Wan…I believe in you. I know that you wouldn’t have done those things if you’d had a choice. If you come with me, I’ll vouch for you in front of the council. We can fix this, if you’d just come back!’

Desperation seeped into his voice as he pleaded with Obi-Wan. He wanted things to be as they were. He was content to keep his feelings hidden, as long as his master was back on the council and on the side of the light where he belonged.

Obi-Wan’s smile widened, and for a breathless moment Anakin held hope in his heart.

‘That’s very sweet of you, Anakin, not to mention noble. But I do not need you to defend my honour. I am quite happy where I am.’

He surveyed the room with unveiled distaste as Anakin’s heart sank.

‘W-what do you mean-?’

‘Why have you been hiding from me in this decrepit hovel, Anakin?’ Obi-Wan cut over his question with unsettling ease.

Anakin registered for the first time the alarm bells that had been ringing through the Force, telling him that something was seriously wrong.

‘I-I’ve been stationed here on a secret mission, by order of Master Y-’

‘You picked up many bad habits as my padawan, but I never thought lying was one of them. Was it Master Windu who secreted you here?’

His voice was sharp, and Anakin had flashbacks to the multitude of times he’d been scolded by Obi-Wan as a youngling for behaving badly.