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Special Author's Note: I did not write this little drabble. My best friend, a very talented writer, wrote it, and I'm posting it for her. All I did was help title it.
Summary: They were best friends, as close as brothers. How did it come to this? Obi-Wan's final thoughts as he fights Vader one last time. Drabble.
Who would have thought it would have come to this? That Anakin and I would be fighting against each other again?
He thinks he is the master, but I know better. He is still the lost boy who was burned all those years ago.
My time with Anakin flashes before my waking eyes. Our first meeting on the Naboo ship, all of our missions together, his crazy piloting that I hated. Finally, him staring up at me as he was burned. I hear my own voice in my head. "You were like a brother to me!"
I'm fighting my brother, my son, my friend. What brought us to this? Whose fault is it? Some of the blame is mine; it wasn't all Anakin's fault. I thought I could have taught him as well as Qui-Gon or Yoda.
But I was proven wrong. No student of mine will ever become a great Jedi. Wait, there is hope: Luke.
My tired eyes turn, and there stand the two of them. Luke and Leia, perfect images of their parents. There is hope; there is always hope.