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

Keep Your Enemies

• Summary: In an alternate reality, Ahsoka Tano becomes Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi's Padawan, and Anakin Skywalker is raised as a Sith.

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Ahsoka really was so lucky to have the master she did, she knew. Not only was he the exemplar of what a Jedi was to be – brave, compassionate, strong – but he was simply a good person. He was funny, always kind to herself and others, and it was obvious people loved to be around him.

In other words, Ahsoka couldn’t have asked for a better master than Obi-Wan Kenobi. She felt her training under his guidance was going extremely well, with no hiccups or hitches.

Except, well. Except that her master has this one little problem he didn’t seem very eager to solve, which was unlike him.

Especially considering that this little problem was a Sith.

This Sith was not yet a Lord or however their hierarchy worked; no, he was an apprentice himself with an elusive and mysterious master. He was only a few years older than Ahsoka, and it seemed he had nothing better to do than bother her and her master.

Especially her master. Who, as previously stated, was doing little to stop this young Sith.

When they would come to blows with this young Sith, this Darth Vader as he once dramatically introduced himself, the fights were either extremely short or extremely long because Master Kenobi seemed hesitant, seemed loath❤️l to land a blow on the younger man.

While Ahsoka was always ready to pounce, ready to join her master as one of the only Jedi to kill a Sith in centuries, her master would always hold out his hand, commanding her to wait. She would with a snarl, sharp teeth bared as she watched her master try to negotiate with the relentless, obnoxious, not-deserving-of-her-master’s-
time-and-patience Sith.

“Vader,” her master would begin, soft and soothing as if Vader was a spooked animal, “we do not want to hurt you. We want to help you, to show you the Light.”

Speak for yourself, Master, Ahsoka would always think, and her master would shoot a disapproving look back over his shoulder at her, making her shrug. She didn’t necessarily mean to let the thought slip out and into their bond, but she always didn’t mind her master knowing how stupid and insane she thought his attempts to reason with a teenaged Sith was.

And those attempts never worked. Vader would go one of two routes: he’d either smile and say “Well that doesn’t sound fun at all” before making his escape, or he’d bat his eyes all innocently and say how dangerous it would be if he were to even try to leave his master – before making his escape.

Either way, Master Kenobi always let him escape, watching Vader’s retreating form with a look of great pity, regret, and, Ahsoka was hesitant to say, even longing.

But other than that, everything was going great. Currently, the two of them were sitting outside of Senator Amidala’s bedroom, sent there to protect her from any further assassination attempts. Ahsoka didn’t know much about politics, but she liked the senator and what she stood for, so she was happy to ensure her safety.

Ahsoka sat across from her master, the two of them perfect mirrors of one another as they sat on the floor meditating. She was reaching out into the Force, aiming to achieve a balance of heightened alertness to her surroundings and a calming peace to make her more perceptive to it.

Master Kenobi was known in the Order for his knack for deep meditation, and it always helped Ahsoka fall deeper into the Force and herself when she meditated with her master. And while that was true now, she couldn’t help but smile and snort each time her master poked at her slackened shields playfully, as if to tease, “Are you still awake, my padawan?” She didn’t need to open her eyes in those moments to know that he, too, was smiling.