Galaxy of War || A clone wars fanfiction

Chapter 71

(Obi-Wan's POV)

"Obi-Wan, it will be too dangerous to return to the Temple," Bail tells me. I'm still in shock. My men turned on me, tried to kill me. Why did they do that? Cody... he just... let them. Shot me down from a cliff. Luckily Bail intercepted me and helped me on board as well as Yoda.

I turn to him. "I have to. I don't know if she's alive." I turn to look out the glass. "I don't know if Lora's alive."

"Very well," he says before walking away. He's going to Coruscant anyway, to the Senate.

I run my hand through my beard as Coruscant comes into view to hide my shaky hands. What if she hasn't survived? She was at the Temple. What if she's dead?

"Think like that you cannot," Yoda tells me.

I look at him. "She's like my daughter. I can't lose her." Tears prick in my eyes. The Order is gone, it doesn't matter that he now knows. 

"Strong she is. Survive this she will."

"I hope so, with all my heart. I hope so," I whisper to myself. I can't think about anything else. And Anakin. What about him? Is he okay? I'm hoping that he was out of the Temple when the attack happened. Maybe he got to Lora and saved her?

Bail drops us off by the Temple before quickly flying to the Senate. I stand for a second and look at the Temple before mustering up enough courage to go. Yoda and I walk inside by a side entrance. There's dead Jedi everywhere. I feel sick to my stomach. We pause as we see a group of younglings laying in a circle.

"Not even the younglings survived," I say in shock.

"Killed not by clones... this Padawan." Yoda takes a troubled breath. "A lightsaber he was."

I kneel down beside the child. I can see the lightsaber mark. Clear as day. "Who? Who could have done this?" It doesn't make sense. Why would any Jedi go against their own?

I stand up again. "I need to see something." I walk through the halls, trying to ignore all the bodies I have to step over. I reach Lora and I's quarters. The door is open. I walk through. There has been no fight in here. Everything is in place. It was night, I told her to sleep. I can see it in my mind. The clones forcing the door open, she might not have woken. Maybe she did, in her final moments she must have been so confused. I fling her door open. But her room is empty. No sign of struggle either. The window is open, letting in a chill breeze. I walk to it and look out. A piece of hair is stuck in the frame. Lora's. She must have left. She's okay. Relief goes through my body. She's alive and well. I take a step back and see her book lying on her nightstand. Her last one. Life was interrupted just like that.

Bail was right, it's dangerous to return to the Temple. We have to warn others not to. I can't bear to see all the children in the halls. The sun has risen, shining in through the window bathing the dead in light as it's trying to erase the horrors of the night. I catch a glimpse of the sky, it's beautiful. Having been painted by the souls.

I walk into the room, beginning to transmit a code. Yoda walks somewhere else, but stands in the doorway as I finish. "I have recalibrated the code, warning all surviving Jedi to stay away." Telling them to never return to their home. Ever again.

"For the clones... to discover the recalibration a long time it will take." Yoda looks down into the floor before walking out of the room.

I finish up the code and push it back into its place. I follow Yoda back out. The intention is to leave and not return. But I still as I see to table with recordings.