"Master Atuatha," came a crackly voice, "I am terribly sorry for this. After the events of Kyrani, my fellow Padawan has become one with the Force, the one Padawan that I had a close relationship with. Perhaps it is that I am too young to go through the hardships of war, or that I am simply not strong enough to bear the pain.
"Cania was an initiate with me when we arrived at the Temple, and although it is the code that forbids attachment, a friend was what I needed. It is impossible for the Jedi to have no attachments, as the Order would soon fall apart if we were all blank slates that held no emotion and thus, no acquaintances. Maybe it is the case that I grew too close, what with the war upon us when we were chosen as Padawans and maybe it is my downfall.
"Her being gone, I being alone, the Dark Side called to me. It whispered secrets of power, longings of revenge. It plagued my thoughts, telling me that the life of my closest friend should not have been wasted on a petty excuse for an army. It showed me visions and dreams of what I could do with power unobtainable to the Jedi, that I could put an end to all my suffering if I would only fall.
"The Dark Side preys on the weak. It becomes a shoulder to cry on, only to push you down into a far worse feeling of pity, feeding off of your fears. But I knew. Through your teachings, Master, I knew what would become of me. But the call was so strong I couldn't bear it any longer.
"I took measures into my own hands. I am so very sorry for any grief that befalls upon you, Master, but anything is better than falling to the Dark Side.
"Even death."
The recording replayed on a loop, the datapad it was saved on clutched in the dead fingers of a padawan, the smell of charred flesh heavy in the air.
A/N I (Sadly) Have not read any of EU the planet mentioned to have been fought on/for during the Clone Wars is made up. Please leave a review, concrit is needed!