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They had just come back from rescuing the chancellor. The teenager that went with them ran to her room the moment they got back. Plopping on her bed she began to cry.
It had begun. There’s no stopping it now. “Why?” she asked nothingness.
Obi-Wan entered, “padawan.”
”Don’t talk to me, master. I, I need time,” she said.
“Is this what you have been talking about, Grim?” he asked his young padawan.
The teen didn’t say anything. Obi-Wan put a hand on his padawan’s shoulder. “Please talk with me.”
“It has begun, Revenge Of The Sith. That’s the name of the movie.”
”That doesn’t sound good,” her master said.
The padawan snorted, “that’s an understatement. Shall I name the key events?” Grim didn’t wait for Obi-Wan to respond. “Saving Palpatine, which we just did. Anakin having visions. Anakin joining the council. The destruction of the Jedi. Anakin’s fall. The rise of Darth Vader.”
”That’s a lot,” Obi-Wan pointed out.
”Oh really?” she snapped.
“Do you want to talk to council about this?”
“No. Speaking of which don’t you have a meeting with them master?”
Obi-Wan got the cue left, leaving his padawan alone.
Grim smiled and pulled out a small disk from under her bed. A holographic image of a togruta appeared, “hey Ash.”
Ahsoka smiled, “hey Grim. Sorry I didn’t hug you when we saw each other earlier.”
“Don’t be,” the padawan laughed. “You have some Sith butt to kick.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t when you were here.”
”I had to save my master’s girlfriend,” she joked.
The chancellor paced in his office. That meddling padawan of Kenobi’s had almost ruined everything. Though soon enough she’d no longer be a threat. He just had to wait. He laced his hands together and grinned. “You don’t have much time left, Grim,” he mused looking out the window.