fragmentsofthegalaxy | This hopelessness that drowns all that I believe

“What? No!” Siri’s voice was ragged, shock and disbelief at the verdict painfully open in her words. They’d found her guilty. No matter her protestations, no matter Obi-Wan’s protestations, Ahsoka’s, Anakin’s... they’d found her guilty. Said that the evidence spoke of her guilt. She was the culprit, there could be no other. As though she could EVER do such a thing to the Temple.

But they thought she had it in her. That she had Fallen, that she had Fallen so far as to attempt to destroy the one place she could call home. The one place she could belong.

Force, she couldn’t breathe for the ache in her chest. Her heart. Despair and desolation in equal measure overwhelmed her, and she gazed numbly at the ground, any more passionate words in her own defence dying in her throat. There was no point. They’d found her guilty. Guilty of treason, sedition against the Republic, murder... conspiracy to commit murder, escape from custody...

And the sentence was death.

She offered no resistance as she was roughly herded away by the guards, heedless of the injuries she’d suffered. She was stunned, her faith in the Order shaken, fractured.

Defeated.

They would claim, no doubt, that she put up resistance and they had to use force to subdue her when it came time for them to place the binders that would cut her off from the Force until her execution on her, but she didn’t. She couldn’t. No matter how much her instincts screamed at her to fight, to escape and prove her innocence... she couldn’t.

The Order had failed her. And that wound cut far deeper than any physical injury she could ever suffer.

The guards tossed her carelessly into her cell, and she could barely do more than clumsily try and take the fall as the hypo injection took hold, sending her spiralling into unconsciousness.

Threaded | Flat

Obi-Wan knew he could be expelled for this himself, but he also knew that he hadn't defended the Code and the Order for the Republic all his life to fight for what was clearly gross injustice. The Jedi were supposed to be the shining example of truth and justice in the galaxy, not political pawns bowing to outside pressure to punish someone, whether guilty or not. What had happened was a disgrace that he would have no part of.

He slipped into the cells, two hypos hidden in his robes. One put the guard to sleep. He deactivated the force shield. The other would wake her up. He pulled it from his belt and pressed it to her neck, a hand over her mouth to prevent her crying out while disoriented.

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