This is actually based off the 3rd movie, but it's been a while since I've seen that, so this may not be completely acuret; but, whatever.
The line between men and droid is thin, so thin, that some cross it without realizing.
In event like these rules will be broken, bonds will be tested and people you might have trusted once, including yourself, will crush you, leave you behind in the dust to suffer. I, myself, have learned this the hard way. Myself has cracked. Only a tiny sliver of me is left, but just that, the rest is some mindless droid, programmed to kill.
I was dangerous from the start, I knew it, Master Windu knew it and everyone else did too. Why did I even try, I'm nothing, but still something, I can't change destiny. I don't now how, and I don't want to even admit it, but I am the chosen one, and I will help the republic win the war; I can't change that truth.
OBI-WAN KENOBI POV
In events like these, whos fault is it? The man pushed in a corner, forced to live a life they don't want. Or the person who pushed him there, took him in during a hard time, then just told him to ignore it? If I were in his situation, I'd snap too, I'd do the same things.
In the end I failed, but yet, it was worth it in a way. I learned that some rules are ment to be broken, I learned that attachment isn't bad, I made a friend- if only for a bit- and it was enjoyable; but now, right here, right now… it's depressing. I know though, somehow, in some way, he is still the chosen one, chosen for what? Maybe he know, I do not, but he will end the war, even if it means him taking control of the Sith then falling, and that is how I know that this whole time, all these years, they were worth it.
What is a hero? Something I'm not, but at least I'm not a droid. Anymore.
What do you think! Tell me, flames, whatever!