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Obi-Wan was expecting to fight one of his padawans on Mustafar.
He was not expecting that padawan to be Grim.
Grim had rushed to the Council Chambers in a panic, her eyes wild and wide. “I have to tell y’all something!” she exclaimed.
“Something wrong is there?” Yoda asked her. “Calm yourself, you must Padawan Kennet. Need to tell us what have you?”
“Anakin, he’s going to fall,” she told them. “He’s going to become a Sith and kill everyone!” She turned to look at Obi-Wan, “and you have to face him on Mustafar when he does.”
“Are you certain Anakin would fall, Grim?” Obi-Wan asked her calmly, trying to calm his padawan down.
“Have you met him? He is constantly prone to aggression, and anger, fear and hate. He feels things passionately and has many attachments. He is a prime candidate for the dark side! Not to mention all he has done in this war, including torture, or that massacre of a Tusken camp when they killed his mother, not even sparing the women and children,” Grim explained.
When Obi-Wan and Yoda had returned to the Temple after their clone troops turned on them, only to find bodies of the Jedi, some killed by a lightsaber, they had taken it as proof of what Grim had said. Anakin had fallen. Obi-Wan had gone to Mustafar to face him.
Grim faced him instead.
Anakin was laying injured behind her.
Obi-Wan looked between his two padawans, Grim’s once kind green eyes gleaming with a sinister yellow. The eyes of a Sith. Anakin was struggling to get up behind her, ready to fight the fallen padawan again.
“What’s wrong Master?” Grim asked. “Expecting it to be Anakin who fell?” she chuckled. “You and the rest of the Council were so gullible. I barely had to do anything, and you were so willing to come here and kill your brother.”
Anakin looked at Obi-Wan with hurt and betrayal shimmering in his blue eyes. “Obi-Wan?” he asked. The Jedi Master only looked ashamed, confirming Grim’s words.
“Grim, what have you done?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Just took inspiration from my older brother,” she replied. “There was no way for me to stop him from becoming Vader, so I took matters into my own hands. There’s nothing wrong with wanting what’s best for the galaxy, right?”
“What’s best for the galaxy?!” Anakin roared. “Destroying the Jedi Order is what’s best for the galaxy?” He stood up and ignited his lightsaber, charging at the young Sith.
Grim chuckled and brought up her lightsaber, catching his blue blade with her purple one. “Do you not agree, Lord Vader?” she taunted. “After all, this was your idea, wasn’t it?” She stepped to the side and used the Force to shove Anakin towards Obi-Wan causing the two Jedi to tumble into each other and land on the ground. Grim stood over them, her lightsaber still ignited hanging loose in her left hand. She tilted her head as if to study the older men, “how pathetic, the both of you. Master Kenobi, how easy it was to convince you to betray your own brother, and poor, poor, Anakin Skywalker even his beloved Jedi Order betrayed him. It really is a tragedy in any timeline, the two of you that is.”
Anakin and Obi-Wan stood up and together ignited their lightsabers. Grim smirked and braced for their first move. Skywalker and Kenobi were two halves of a single warrior and together they moved gracefully. Though Grim knew the warrior and his halves, she knew the warrior better than the warrior knew himself. Together the warrior was strong, but if the halves were apart she stood a greater chance. Jedi and Sith danced, Kenobi and Skywalker were the team, but Grim could break them easily.
“Y’know it was quite easy to make Kenobi wish to kill you Skywalker,” she taunted. “I barely did any work at all! He was so gullible, weren’t you Master Kenobi?” The Jedi struck and Grim blocked with a scoff. “Your anger is getting the better of you. Kenobi, I’d advise you to be careful with Skywalker.”
The duel went on between the three. Grim dodged and blocked while the Jedi attacked. She continued to taunt the brothers, driving an edge between the two. Eventually their attacks became clumsy and Grim was able to strike them. She sliced off Kenobi’s arm and pushed him away with the force, taking his lightsaber into her free hand. Skywalker’s attacks became more furious and intense as Grim blocked them with the ease of two lightsabers, his anger making his attacks more clumsy.
She managed to knock Skywalker down and disarm him, kicking his lightsaber into a nearby river of lava. She held the defenseless Jedi with his head between the two lightsabers. One move would be all it took to decapitate the man she once called her brother. She stared down at him, “and now look where we stand brother.”
“Why would you do this Grim?” Anakin asked her.
“Why?” Grim echoed. “Because I have to change things, and I have, here you are a Jedi,” she frowned for a moment. “Perhaps you can join me. Together the two of us could take down Sidious. You would be fulfilling your role as the chosen one, and I will have succeeded in defeating the Sith.”
“By becoming a Sith,” Anakin spat. “Not happening.”
“Unfortunate I was hoping we could remain siblings,” Grim mused. Then she cut off his arms and kicked him back.
The Jedi were left for dead.
Darth Tundra left the burning world to burn some more.