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"All right, if you say so," Obi-Wan agreed. What did it matter who trained him as long as he got what he wanted?

Palpatine opened the door and someone walked in. Eyes widening in shock, Obi-Wan stared at his new teacher.

"Train you, I will. One of us, you will become." Master Yoda waddled over to him and laid a hand on Obi-Wan knee. There was something in Yoda's eyes that, as many times as he had seen Yoda before, Obi-Wan had never recognized: a calculating gleam in them as he studied his new apprentice.

"Yes, Master," Obi-Wan whispered, sinking to knees before his master. He could hear Palpatine and Yoda laughing, a harsh reverberation of sound that echoed through the room. And Obi-Wan knelt there, waiting for his training to begin.

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