Ahsoka's Private Journal
"Well... he's back. Turns out they never killed him. And he seemed preeeetty ticked off about what they did to his base. And his doctor."
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"Okay. Maybe 'ticked off' isn't the right word... 'Livid' is more accurate. I mean he trashed the Temple and the Senate and the Garrison... especially the Garrison. Force, poor Rex... Wraith tore his whole arm off, beat him almost to death."
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"But then he stopped. Right in the middle of his rampage through the garrison, I showed up and started talking to him and he calmed down. And the things he told me... something was wrong with him, and I mean that in more ways than one. What the Council said made him seem so methodical. But at the garrison he was downright enraged.
"I think somebody was messing with him somewhere in between. Maybe from a distance, I don't know. But it's... it's just more evidence for my suggestion that he's being forced. Maybe not everything he does is forced, he seems to be just as passionate and emotional as other beings about certain matters. But I just... I just know there's more to him!
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"I don't know how to feel about this. Part of me is really upset by the damage he dealt and all the Clones he slaughtered yesterday. But another part of me is like 'Yay, I get a second chance at redeeming him.' But redemption at what cost...? Maybe we could've saved those Clones... If I'd gone to the garrison instead of just sticking around until Anakin called me again then maybe... m-maybe..."
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"Wait..."
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*distant* *sigh* "Dammit. I thought I... hmph... stupid cheap, disposable things..."
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*distant* "Where's a towel...?"
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"Well... at least I get to... try again. If I can do this, if I can redeem him... the cost will have been worth it."
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