Fear.
Disbelief.
Anger.
Pain.
Second Brother broke his meditation with a sadistic smile. He'd found another one. He stood to his feet at the sound of his quarter's comm link going off.
"You are being summoned, Inquisitor. Report to meeting room 27750 immediately."
The Sith nodded to the droid and the transmission ended. Grabbing his weapon, the human male set off towards his superior. He sincerely hoped that this gathering was about the Light Sider he had sensed. He could almost taste the excitement of a successful hunt. In fact, he craved it.
"Second Brother." The gravelly voice of a woman acknowledged as he entered the full room. "By your giddy expression, I'll assume you've felt it too."
The Inquisitor nodded in response. He sat down alongside his peers, waiting for the woman to continue.
"As most of you know, an Inquisitor has one purpose...to rid the galaxy of self-righteous, light using Jedi and to preserve the Empire for future generations. We snuff out the light that threatens our way of life. And a spark has surfaced."
The intimidating stare of the female Inquisitor was enough to snap her subordinates into attention.
"A disturbance has been felt near Mos Espa, Tatooine." She smirked. "Our local forces have confirmed suspicious activity in the area. Second Brother," she turned to the male, "I am sending you in confidence that you will deal with this disturbance swiftly."
His counterparts grumbled. Of course HE would get the assignment; he was the favorite.
"It has been too long since I've been able to sink my lightsaber into a Jedi. I've missed seeing the light fade from their eyes." He stated with an eager smirk.
The woman grinned.
"Well then, who am I to keep you waiting?"
"It will be done, Grand Inquisitor."
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Hazel ran through the marketplace of Mos Espa teary eyed and disoriented. Two things one should never be while residing or visiting Tatooine. Although the twelve-year-old knew as much, her safety was not the most important thing on her mind.
It should have been.
She was so distracted, that she didn't notice the disgusting stares she was getting. Or the men who started following her. All her mind allowed her to focus on was the pain she felt and the broken trust in her Master.
She knew that maybe she had pushed too far. But her Master had never lashed out at her. Or lied to her. At least, not so much or with something as large as this. Or had he?
What if he was hiding something from her? Could she trust him anymore?
Hazel halted by the opening of a secluded alleyway, closing her eyes and attempting to control her breathing.
In. Hold. Out. Hold.
The twelve-year-old shook the doubts out of her head. "I'm being irrational." She thought. "We've both been under pressure. And my master has guided me to the Light more times than I can count now." The small girl sighed.
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Consequence of Oversight
FanfictionAttachment has always been forbidden to the Jedi. It had always been a risk - one that had led many to the Dark Side. Hence why he was never told the truth, even after the fall of the Order. Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi is shattered after his former...
