Ewan McGregor imagines and one-shots

Imagine #46 (Obi-Wan Kenobi)

General Grievous dragged me behind him as he walked to his ship, preparing to make a quick getaway from the ensuing battle nearby. I was thrashing wildly in his grasp, but it didn't do me any good. He eventually tossed me to the side and grabbed an electro staff, turning it on.

"You royal scum," Grievous growled. "Where's your Jedi Master now?"

Just as he lifted the glowing staff up, he suddenly went flying and crashed into his starfighter, denting the medal. Obi-Wan came running over and helped me up onto my feet while simultaneously Force-grabbing a blaster out of nowhere.

Grievous stood up quickly and managed to get the staff in his claw-like hand. He made his way to Obi-Wan, knocked the blaster out of his hand, and pushed him over the edge of the landing platform. He managed to get me out of the way before Grievous could strike me, but he was hanging on for dear life.

But then, Obi-Wan noticed the blaster lying on the floor, and he quietly pulled it over to his hand. The evil cyborg thought he had the battle won, but the Jedi outsmarted him and blasted Grievous multiple times, destroying his vital organs. He fell onto the ground, burning and dead.

I covered my mouth in disgust and turned away, shutting my eyes tightly. Obi-Wan managed to pull himself up from the platform, and he looked at the once terrifying general. "So uncivilized," he said, tossing the blaster away.

He walked over to me and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

I turned and quickly hid my face in his chest. "That was scary," I said, my voice barely a whisper.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," Obi-Wan replied while kissing my head gently. "I don't usually resort to violence unless I have to."

"I know," I muttered. "I don't blame you."

He held me tightly against him for a moment, then took my hand and said, "Let's get out of here, love."

I nodded eagerly and let him lead me away from the scene.