Beginning of the End
@masterofthelivingforce and I plotted a Sith thing and i love it lots.
Obi-Wan felt betrayed, all things considered. Completely and utterly betrayed and abandoned. It was bad enough that he hadn’t wanted him to start off with, and he often felt like he had been begrudgingly taken on, but to have Qui-Gon just run off and leave him on a transport taking him back to the temple stung more than Obi-Wan cared to admit.
The Order wasn’t sure what to do with him quite yet; he didn’t have someone to teach him anymore, but his training was too advanced to simply drop him off in the Agricorps again. They did try waiting for Master Jinn to come back, but when days stretched into weeks and weeks turned into months it became apparent that he wasn’t coming back. Master Yoda had taken him under his wing but there was only so much a mostly Temple-bound grandmaster can teach.
Sometimes Obi-Wan felt a festering anger in his heart, smoldering deep and bright as a lava flow, but he usually pushed it down or “released it into the Force” like he was supposed to. Usually (always) it was pushed down. With Qui-Gon definitely gone and their bond snapped shut to the point of basically severed...well, Obi-Wan couldn’t help but feel it had to be his own anger. It was why he nearly was rejected to begin with despite Master Yoda’s attempts at meddling, after all.
The padawan sat cross-legged on the highest balcony he could find, meditating...badly. The feeling of the ground so far away and a strong breeze threatening to blow him over should he stand up wasn’t helping him meditate, per se, but it helped him to not be overwhelmed by that anger again. Those bouts came and went less and less frequently, but when they did come they came on powerfully.