Cradle to Grave

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Dark Obi AU.

53, noon

"Failures are unacceptable."

The unnatural lightning arcs and the noon-day sun seems to shimmer around the wilting body of the treacherous Padawan.

"Please…" he whispers. "Please… another chance…"

But the other is un-relentless; only when the Padawan can no longer summon the energy for speech does the assault cease.

"My Master grows impatient and he takes it out on me. I should never have relied on you."

"He will die… t-today." Painful gasps. "Everything's… p-planned."

"So you said before."

"I will not fail. I promise you."

"I hope not for your sake. My Master is less forgiving than I am."

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