Obi-Wan stands before Senator Mon Mothma of Chandriall with unease. Kind and with her heart in the right place, she was one of the few honestly good senators. But more than a good senator, she was a remarkable woman with a warm heart.
Senator Mothma looks up at him with her deep blue eyes full of righteous furry. She had chosen not to speak, revealing nothing.
"The time has come, Kenobi, to prove your commitment. Do what was once unthinkable and kill her, an innocent" Sidious orders.
Obi-Wan feels a deep feeling of regret and self-disgust as he ignites his lightsaber though her chest.
As her body collapses to the floor with a heavy thud, so does his heart to the pit of his stomach.
What has he done? He has just taken am innocent's life. Just because she deemed the republic and its people of greater importance than her life.
"Well done. Next time do not hesitate… or else I will go back on my word." Sidious warns him, his frown somehow making the room colder. "Aside from that… You have earned your name. You shall be known as Darth Devara." Darth Sidious curtly praises.
"Thank you, my lord" Obi-Wan answers the Sith Lord.
Sidious leaves without a word, leaving Obi-Wan to dispose of the senator's body.
When he is sure the Sith Lord is gone, Obi-Wan lowers himself to the ground next to Mothma's body. Her dark auburn hair is impeccably neat as ever and her blue eyes hold a glassiness that are only that of the dead.
He killed her. A selfless woman dedicated to serving what she believes in. Obi-Wan looks down at his trebling hands. "Darth Devara" Obi-Wan murmurs, his Sith name sounding foreign on his tongue "Devara"
Obi-Wan sighs and looks back to Mothma. He pulls her body across his shoulders and stands up. Using the force, Obi-Wan creates allusion so that nobody will remember seeing him, let alone with a body of a highly esteemed, well respected senator.
As he travels the tunnels under the 500 Republica, he reminds himself that he is doing all this for Anakin. He would die a million times over if Anakin were to loose himself to the darkside. He never wants to see Anakin's eyes replaced with that of a sith. In his opinion, Anakin's eyes are his most attractive feature, from their beautiful deep blue to the passion that is so often held within them.
He is not only doing this for Anakin, but for the rest of the galaxy. Whether or not Anakin is the Chosen One, he is one of the most powerful Jedi ever to grace the order.
In such a vital time as war, the Jedi need all the power they can get and the Republic needs a hero.
Obi-Wan has never believed that he has some all-important future, but he believes Anakin has. Anakin was always destined for greatness. If becoming a Sith means that Anakin can achieve the future he is meant to, he would do it gladly.
He would gladly die by Anakin's blade if it means he would become the great Jedi he has always seen in him.
Keeping images of Anakin's charming boyish smile at the front of his mind, killing becomes easier with each life. He no longer hesitates, his Master is pleased and Anakin is safe.