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It's after Order 66.
Luke's 6 at the time.
Obiwan is on Tatooine, hiding of course.
Though he got a call, a holocall, a few hours ago.
It was Ahsoka, He was relieved that she was alive of course.
She told him about the Rebellion, that he could join. They had gotten some familiar faces back there.
He refused, it wasn't just for him.
She had asked him if he knew anything about Anakin. What had happened to him.
Obi-Wan knew that he couldn't tell her, it would break her, he knew how much a brother he was for her.
He lied, he told her he saw him getting killed by a clone, after they had faced the chancellore and failed.
Obi-Wan knew it was a lie, but from what he could gather from Ahsokas reaction, she believed him.
They stayed quiet for a while and then ended the call.
He went outside his hut, where he sat till now.
Reflecting at his choices. He shouldn't have left Anakin, he should have freed him of his pain.
But he knows, he couldn't have.
It became evening, Obi-Wan sat in his hud now since he went back in. He tries to meditate, but his mind always goes back to when he died for the records of the empire.
He remembers the hurt he felt when Cody betrayed him, though no that wasn't Cody, just something in him.
He tried to downplay it. Cody was forced, not in his mind, he would never intentionally betray me.
This where thoughts ghosting in his head.
Days went by, Obi-Wan was plagged by thoughts of what was.
He remembers the times when they where happy. He wished he would have asked Cody. He regrets he didn't.
It is past midnight, he just woke up by a nightmare, or was it a vision.
He isn't sure anymore. He regrets never leaving the order, oh he regrets so much.
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Unknown to Obi-Wan, the empire send troops to Tatooine.
They where party clones, though it is rare to now have a clone as a trooper. Most have died or where killed by the empire.
Most troopers now are humans, trainedfrom young to be a trooper.
The younger troopers look up to the clone ones, they have experienced so much.
Most though don't talk, are like machines.
There are some that breaker partly through the code of the chip. These are the ones loved by the young ones.
They always tell story's of when they fought with the Jedi.
But they can't actually remember what happend to the Jedi. They say their memories of that time are fussy, not clear.
One of these troopers is called Cod, he doesn't talk much. He is one of the oldest, the younger ones respect him. They have never seen his face, he never takes of his helmet. But he has the same voice as the other clones. The other clones rarely talk to him.
There's rumors that he killed a Jedi, it's mostly spread by younger troopers.
They base it of the information they know.
They sometimes hear the clones saying stuff like "he never returned with his Jedi".
There is one that was there too, at the same battle as Cod. He doesn't talk about it. He refuses.
Cod himself, he never talks about his Jedi.
The young ones learned to not ask him about the Jedi.
He is on the way to Tatooine, he got send there with a troop of younger troopers.
Most of them unexperienced.
It's their first mission, he says to himself.
Nothing bad will happen, he won't let it.
They are quite around him, that he noticed. Normally they are very chattery around the other clones. But not him.
He can only guess.
"Um, Sir? When do we arrive on Tatooine?" asks one of them. He looks at the one who asked.
He sounds young. Do they put even younger people that the clones into the war.
Younger than they where?
He tells him soon. He knows that it will be soon. He always told that to... his Jedi.
He refuses to even think his name. He knows he killed him, no one could have survived that fall, when hitting the water from that height.
They arrive on Tatooine. They get their orders and he walks on front of his squad of younger ones.
He shortly and direct explains what they have to do. And they move on.
They day passes. Nothing bad happens, the on or other remark about the troopers there and here. Some fight between civilians.
He doesn't pay much attention to these.
It's not their job to break these up, these fights.
He sometimes think that he saw his Jedi.
He didn'the was sure.
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He is in Mos Eisley. He needed some things.
New troopers are here, new troops.
Looks like the empire had send reenforcement against the criminals here.
He wears a cloak, the hood deep in his face.
To hide it. He heard that the empire kept some clones. He doesn't wanna risk it.
He is near the cantina when he hears blaster fire. The usual fight he thinks, and goes his way. Which is by the cantina.
Though it isn't just some smugglers shooting this time.
It's an attack on the troopers. Most of them look new.
Their armour still shinie. He shortly chuckles remembering how the clones called them always shinies.
One of the troopers is different though. By alot.
His armour isn't the typical stormtrooper armour. He seems like it was molted together with the typical armour of stormtroopers.
But it mostly looks like clone armour.
There's even some paint on it.
Obi-Wan knows that paint. The design on the armour. And by worn it is.
No, it couldn't be, he died. He's sure.
An explosion. The troopers move away, seems like they got the command to leave, but. The one, the older one, he isn't moving.
He was the closest. Why aren't they helping him.
They're leaving him behind. Oh god, no.
Obi-Wan is fighting with himself, he knows he shouldn't, but he wants to take the trooper with him.
And he does, he walks there fast and picks him up, no one pays attention.
Best to get away fast.
He does, and get's with his speeder home.
No one followed him, and he lays the trooper down.
He knows he had to take that helmet off to help.
But he just can't move.
Why can't he move, he has to help, but he is scared that it's him! These thoughts are racing through his head.
He knows he has to ignore them, and does his best. Though he he removes the armour from down to up.
Most of the armour is off, only the helmet is left.
It's just some other clone, I'm sure, thinks Obi-Wan.
And he slowly picks off the helmet.
It drops to the ground.
That scar, the hair, the face. He knows it, it screams into his face.
"Cody"