Downward Spiral (Star Wars Rebels)
Watching Star Wars Rebels Season 3 trailer before reading this story is strongly suggested.
"I knew you couldn't do it," he growled, eyes glinting in the darkness. "You're too weak."
"I'm not weak!" I snapped, blood pounding in my ears. My head was spinning and nothing felt right. I wished I could just go back to sleep. I wished the last few months were a nightmare I could wake up from.
"Then why won't you do it?" he demanded.
"Kanan wouldn't want it," I said, losing the will to fight even as I spoke.
"Kanan doesn't know what you're capable of," he replied. "He thinks you can't handle that much control over the force."
Were those the words Kanan had used? My thoughts were all fuzzy. I couldn't remember what he had said and what I'd thought. Maybe I was wrong.
"Do it. PROVE you are stong enough to become a true master of the force. PROVE you are worthy to be Kanan's pupil, MY pupil. PROVE you will be the one to overthrow the Empire!"
A faint nagging pulled at the back of my mind. A small voice, begging me not to do this, telling me to think of the consequences. I shoved the feeling away, hating it and what it said.
"Fine, I'll do it," I said.