Convicted.

Author: Tears Of Saltwater (Cathy Rolais)

Description: Obi-Wan is accused of giving information to another man who used it to kill a Jedi Master, he did do it. But only because he thought they were on the same side.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING except the new characters, okay????????

You can use this writing on your site (Why would you want to....?) But don't pretend it's yours.

Saltwater.

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(:Dreaming:)

A warm sun lit the earthy ground, small young children held hands and danced round a tree, their faces happy and smiling, their long, blonde hair floating down their backs, their laughter is chilliing, as is all children's laughter, slowly it becomes louder, their faces transform into leering, twisted ones, slowly coming closer....

Obi-Wan's sweat-soaked body jerked up, the sheets flopping over themselves, his face was pale, and he slowly tried to calm his erratic breathing, deep, calm, controlled... Then he remembered where he was.

He exhaled sharply, feeling the tears that had little time to fall the day before begin to trickle down his face, and an unsettling nausea set in.

He slowly lay his head back down, staring towards the door, his pale blue eyes shining with tears, his face seemingly pure in the brightening light.

But was he pure?

Perhaps he wasn't, three days ago, he'd been on a small planet called Natuelt, Qui-Gon Jinn, his Mast - former Master and Master D'Caalt had been sent to make sure that the young queen was in no danger, but she was, and they had spent much time helping her regain power, but then, on that fatal day, a man who Obi-Wan thought was giving them information, had come asking where D'Caalt was, as he needed to pass some information on, Obi-Wan had told him.

An hour later, Master D'Caalt was dead.

Qui-Gon had made Obi-Wan tell him what he knew, and Obi-Wan had told him about the man, though he had not wanted to, and Qui-Gon had gone quiet and said that the man was an assassin, then he had left the room, leaving Obi-Wan to wonder what would happen.

Qui-Gon had told him that they were going back, and when they got there, they would see the council. And that they would probably remove him from the order.

Obi-Wan had looked up at his Master, his eyes full of sorrow, meeting hard, cold ones, then he had turned on his heel, and walked out of the room, his Padawan braid settling on his shoulder, when he had reached his room, he had cried himself to sleep, the fourteen-year-old's dreams had been shattered.

Now he remembered those happenings, his pain was almost unbearable.

He had little time to dwell, however, Master Jinn walked into the room, as always, his mere presence demanding respect, usually, Obi-Wan felt warmth from the man's bearing, but now, he felt frightened, degraded down to a small child, fearful of the Master's, not understanding.

"Obi-Wan, we've landed, come with me, the council is waiting." Qui-Gon said coldly, Obi-Wan knew he had done something wrong, but couldn't he be forgiven? No. His actions had led to the death of a Jedi, the worst crime in the law of the Order was never, ever kill another Jedi, even though he had not done so directly, it had happened.

The council can wait for as long as they want for all I care, Obi-Wan thought bitterly, but nodded, standing and following the man out of the craft.

All along the platform, then into the corridors, Jedi and Apprentices alike stared at him, and a low buzz of whispers began, then he saw Bant, but her face was set into a frown, that didn't suit her at all, everyone gave him bad glances, they all knew, every one.

Obi-Wan felt like he was walking in a warp, he heard nothing, he felt nothing, except a deep loneliness that seemed to be overtaking his soul and mind.

As the council doors hissed open, Obi-Wan felt like the book of his life had been opened, and the person reading had just finished the chapter 'Jedi' and was going to the chapter 'End'

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I know it's short, I know it's badly written, but I know that if you read this, you read it, and that alone gives it value, review if you like, I don't mind criticism.

Saltwater