Now, let me tell you something. You'll be the only other person except me to know. Think you're ready? I hope you are.

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Obi-Wan Kenobi. Abandoned at the Jedi Temple as a newborn. He'll tell you he was born from Stewjon.

He'll tell you this, as that is all he's been told.

But its a lie.

-----

"Are you sure you want me to do this test?" Obi-Wan asked.

"If my suspicions are correct," Jango stated, crossing his arms, "then you've been lied to."

"And why would you expect that?"

"Because you might just be more Mando'ad then you think," Jango Fett stated.

"I take it I will be surrounded the moment that I leave?" Obi-Wan asked, "its a take the test or die situation?"

"I'm a Mandalorian bounty hunter," Jango stated, "you'd expect nothing else."

"What do you need to take the test?"

"Walk with me," Jango stated before walking.

The two walked in silence as they approached the labs. The scientists came to a still silence, watching the Mandalorian and Jedi walk together without weapons drawn.

"Test this man!" Jango ordered, watching as one of the scientists came forwards and almost pulled the Jedi into a chair.

"And how do I know this test will come back true?" Obi-Wan asked, ignoring what the scientists were doing to him.

"Because they solidified my place of birth using this system," Jango stated, "I was correct with Concord Dawn."

"The tests are done, results will be sent to your room," the scientist nodded to Jango before they all set back to work.

"If the tests are conclusive, you'll have the rest," Jango nodded before pulling Obi-Wan out of the room.

-----

Obi-Wan grunted as he was pinned against the wall the moment Jango skimmed through the test results. "Hello there?"

"Did you know?!" Jango growled.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Obi-Wan said, struggling to breathe in the Mandalorian's hold.

"Concord Dawn!" Jango growled, before backing up and handing Obi-Wan the test results.

Obi-Wan skimmed through the results, his mouth dropping open.

-----

"Rako Hardeen, thank you, for killing me," Obi-Wan smirked.

"You'll never get away with being me; they'll lineage you and see your not," Rako stated.

"Sniper of Concord Dawn, are you not?"

"Yes," Rako stated, "they'll test for Concord Dawn and find nothing."

Mace felt his eyes widen; they had not realised they could test for that.

"There's no need to worry; they can not test how much, only that it is present," Obi-Wan stated.

"You'd have to do a massive amount of blood transfusion to trick them. It will kill you," Rako hissed, "and it's unlawful to fake your place."

"Good thing I won't be faking it," Obi-Wan purred in Mando'a, "mother a Stewjoni, father, a True Mandalorian Warrior. Born on Concord Dawn."

"You lie!" Rako stated.

"I could get tested here, and it will show up with Concord Dawn," Obi-Wan stated, knowing that Mace's jaw would have just dropped, "unless you don't trust Mand'alor Jango Fett?"

"What do you mean, Obi-Wan?" Mace asked.

"Only my mother was born at Stewjon, I was born on Concord Dawn of Mandalorian Warrior blood," Obi-Wan explained, "one of the few people left sworn to the Resol'nare at birth."

"And that means?" Mace asked.

"His oath to the Jedi Order is negligible," Rako grinned.

"Well done for publicly killing a True Mandalorian Jedi, agreed by Mand'alor Fett," Ovi-Wan purred, "you just made yourself a target for all other bounty hunters."

Rako paled as he realised just how deep he got.

"So here's what you're going to do," Oni-Wan grinned, "you're going to give me your clothing and talk into this bot. And in return, I'll tell the Mand'alor not to kill you on sight."

"And if I don't?"

"Guess the True Mandalorians are going to get a tip-off."

"Are you threatening me?"

Obi-Wan smirked, leaning in close enough to whisper into the man's ear, "if that is how you see it, I'm not going to stop you."

"Enough, that is, Obi-Wan," Yoda stated. "Matter not, your past. Matters, your present."

"Sheb," Rako cursed, watching Obi-Wan tense up.

"Grandmaster Yoda," Mace stated, noticing the change in Obi-Wan, "that might not have been the best thing to say at the moment."

"Need to be said, it does. Stopped, before it spreads," Yoda stated.

"Know your past, is allowed, is it not?" Obi-Wan asked, "belief? Seek knowledge?"

"Knowledge yes, acting, no," Yoda stated, "sworn to Jedi, you are."

"But sworn to the Mandalorians before that," Obj-Wan growled, "sworn at birth overrides the later."

"Trained, of Mandalorian, you are not."

"Try again," Obi-Wan purred, "did you think it took that long to get the clones ready?"

Rako was enjoying this. It was possibly the only time he has enjoyed being captured. He wasn't regretting it. That did feel weird to think, he thought.

"Don't get any big ideas," Obi-Wan growled, "we are not done with you."

"Let's leave this until later," Mace said, "finish this mission, then we talk."

-----

"You're alive," Cody stated through gritted teeth.

"Yes."

"You faked your death."

"Yes."

"You made everyone think you're dead," Cody growled, "your funeral only had few in attendance. Left all of us thinking we failed you, both by not protecting you and by not being by your side at the funeral."

"Cody," Obi-Wan started, "I didn't mean..."

"But you did," Cody hissed, "many of us thought the best option would be to put a blaster to our mouth, we didn't want a different General, we wanted you."

"It was an order from the order," Obi-Wan sighed, "I didn't want to leave you all in the dark like that."

"So it could happen again?" Cody whispered.

"No."

"No?"

"If they ask," Obi-Wan explained, "then I will tell them no. That I won't do it."

"But you swore yourself to the Jedi Order," Cody asked, "you can't disobey any order."

"Good thing I was sworn to something else first," Obi-Wan grinned, "sworn at birth. Didn't know until I first found you guys."

Cody looked warily at Obi-Wan. He was sure that he was getting his leg pulled.

"My mother, a Stewjoni, my father, a True Mandalorian Warrior," Obi-Wan stated, watching Cody's reactions closely, "turns out with some digging by Mand'alor Jango Fett, your prime and template, I was sworn to the Resol'nare at birth. And I am now trained towards it, the Jedi Code being close enough that I wasn't kicked from it."

"Does that mean?"

"The Jedi Code can be ignored, yes," Obi-Wan smirked, "order can be ignored in favour of the Mandalorians."

"Why, though?" Cody asked, "you love being a Jedi."

"Yes, because that was how I was raised. But I've always had an interest in Mandalorians," Obi-Wan stated, "and I don't want to put you or the 212th in that situation again."

"There's something else," Cody said, crossing his arms, knowing when the General was hiding something.

Obi-Wan shrugged, "the council has got on my nerves."

"What did they do, sir?" Cody asked, wanting to know what they would have done to push the man's buttons.

"They told me to ignore my past, ignore the teachings. How I should leave all that in the past when others are allowed to seak after it if they learn about it later into life," Obi-Wan growled, "and it was Grandmaster Yoda, my Great Grandmaster from my lineage, that decided that I should ignore it."

"Essentially, your great grandfather told you to ignore your only link to your buir?" Cody asked, his eyebrows scrunching.

"He's not my... You know what?" Obi-Wan sighed, knowing that Cody wasn't going to see Yoda any other way - it wasn't the first time Obi-Wan had tried to explain it - "yes. He was."

Cody looked like someone had thoroughly ruffled his feathers. He even seemed to be puffing up slightly.

"You alright, Cody?"

Obi-Wan didn't expect Cody not to answer as the clone swung around on his heels and marched out the door. He watched the Martial Commander push past the rest of the clones waiting for their turn with the not-so-dead dead General.

-----

"Obi-Wan," Anakin buzzed through Obi-Wan's comm unit, "come collect your Commander before he gets shot by the temple guards."

Obi-Wan's eyes widened as he realised why Cody had stormed out of the room, "on my way," he stated as he ran out the place, using the Force to get into his robe.

-----

Obi-Wan saw what the problem was the moment he pulled up to the entrance of the Jedi temple. A large crowd had gathered, and he could vaguely hear his Commander shouting at the equally shouting temple guards.

He pushed through the crowd, thankful that his reputation meant the group recognised who he was and got out the way, even if they didn't know Cody was his Commander.

"Sir, please step back, this clone is acting out," the temple guard said, "he might pose a threat."

Obi-Wan sighed, still moving forwards, "he's not, he's my Commander, and I might have caused this situation. Please excuse us both." Obi-Wan placed his hand on Cody's shoulder, pulling the clone to face him, "hello there, Cody," he whispered before slowly lowering his hand over the clones face, "sleep," he whispered through the force, catching the clone as he fell.

The crowd was silent as they watched the Negotiator pick up the Clone Martial Commander and carried him off. Whispers started as they watched the man place the clone in his speeder.

"I'm taking him to the barracks, no need to worry," Obi-Wan soothed before speeding off again.

-----

"Why did you stop me?" Cody asked when he woke, not needing to open his eyes to check Obi-Wan was there.

"Because the guards would shoot you," Obi-Wan stated, moving away from his desk and work, "and I can not be having that."

Cody looked around the room, realising just where he was and scrambled to his feet, almost tripping over in his heist.

"Easy, Cody," Obi-Wan stated, grabbing the clone by his shoulders, "I brought you here to keep an eye on you as the Force suggestion wore off."

"There was no need to, sir," Cody stated, "the boys would have contact someone if something went wrong."

"And you would be left to explain why the temple guards nearly shot you and why I carried you into the room while you were unconscious," Obi-Wan stated.

Cody flinched, he could see where that would leave him. "I'm sure it would not be that bad," he tried to offer. Obi-Wan only raised an eyebrow. "That would have been a disaster," Cody eventually shudders, "thank you, sir."

"Best get going before one catch you in my room when not towards briefing or reports; I'm sure that is another conversation you don't want to be having," Obi-Wan stated.

"Right away, sir," Cody stated before hurrying out the door before any clone got near.

----

"Master Kenobi, explain the actions of your clone and why you said it was your fault?" Mace asked.

"I told Cody about the mission and explained it, including what went on in the room with the bounty hunter," Obi-Wan stated.

"And, pray tell, why did you feel the need to explain it to the clone?" A council member asked.

"Because he informed me that most of the 212th and he were ready to put a blaster to their mouth as they did not want to serve a General except me and that they failed me by not protecting me and not being present at my funeral."

The whole room took a collective wince.

"So I thought it would be best to tell Cody the whole story."

"That would have been the best option, yes," Mace agreed, causing Obi-Wan's eyebrow to raise, "but why did he feel the need to storm here and nearly get shot?"

"How would you feel if you knew you had no mother? Your father didn't treat you like children? And you and your brothers are sent to war as children?" Obi-Wan asked, "and then learn that someone has had the chance to learn about their parents after not knowing for decades, and told to ignore it? To learn that they were apart of something their parents were, but that they must leave it behind them. That the past and knowledge towards action does not matter."

"I would be upset; the boys would lash out at that," Plo stated.

"Obi-Wan, be careful, make sure you know what you are doing," Mace warned, "don't rush into this without thinking."

"Oh, I've thought about this for years," Obi-Wan growled, "and the grandmaster's reaction was the reason why I didn't come out with it straight away!"

"Obi-Wan, what do you mean?" Plo asked.

"What I mean is I finally got to learn about my past, my birthplace, my parents, not the lie that I have been told my whole life, and grandmaster Yoda decided it be best for me to ignore it," Obi-Wan stated, "that it is the past and that it does not matter. To stop my actions and thoughts before they spread."

A harsh icy feeling had fallen over all the council members as their eyes flicked from Obi-Wan to Yoda and back again in an endless loop.

"Leaving out important information, you are," Yoda stated.

"That only my mother was Stewjoni? That my birthplace was Concord Dawn. Hence my father being a warrior of the True Mandalorians?"

The room was icy still.

"Not all, that is."

"Oh, and that I was trained while I was collecting the clone."

"Not all, that is."

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow, not understanding why Yoda wanted to push him towards it so much. "And that at birth I was sworn to the Resol'nare."

"Explain this."

"There is a rhyme ad are taught to help remember and understand. Ba'jur bal beskar'gam, Ara'nov, aliit, Mando'a bal Mand'alor—An vencuyan mhi."

"In basic."

"Educations and armour, Self-defence, our tribe, Our language and our leader—All help us survive," Obi-Wan translated.

"Is there a further explanation?"

"The six actions can be taken down to wearing armour, speaking the language, defending oneself and family, raising your children as Mandalorians, contributing to the clan's welfare, and when called upon by the Mand'alor, rallying to their cause," Obi-Wan explained, "it's not that much different to the Jedi Order in that retrospect."

"Are you still sworn to these six actions?" A council member asked.

"Yes, the Mand'alor decided that I should still be allowed even when sworn to another thanks to not knowing," Obi-Wan stated, "he then proceeded to personally train me to a standard he saw fit before allowing me to leave with the clones."

"The Jedi Order, abandon, will you?" Yoda asked the question on everyone's mind.

"I won't abandon my men, not again," Obi-Wan stated.

Most council members felt their lips twitch slightly.

"Very well, Master Kenobi," Mace stated, "try to not send an angry clone on us again. Now, onto the next problem..."

-----

"How'd it go, sir?" Cody asked, the rest of the 212th that knew about it standing behind him.

"I'm not kicked out of the order if that's what you mean," Obi-Wan stated, a soft smile forming over his face as he watched the Martial Commander relax.

The 212th burst into cheers.

"And we have a few days off," Obi-Wan stated before wondering loudly, "I think '79 has an offer and a few new drinks as well." Obi-Wan could not continue as suddenly he found himself under a pile of very happy clones all bursting with energy that left him wheezing with laughter.

Soon, Obi-Wan managed to pull himself to his feet - the clones already making their way to the roadhouse - leaving him facing Cody.

Cody seemed to tense again, before pulling off his helmet, "sir? Thank you. Thank you for not leaving us again."

"I won't be leaving you, don't worry," Obi-Wan reassured.

"Don't scare us like that, sir," Cody stated, before saying tentatively quiet, "don't do that to me again."

"Hey, I can not be a High General without his Martial Commander," Obi-Wan soothed, placing his hand reassuringly on Cody's shoulder.

"But, what-what if you don't want to be the High General anymore?" Cody stuttered, "but what-"

Obi-Wan realised where Cody was going with that and gripped the man's other shoulder with his free hand, ignoring the bang of the man's helmet hitting the floor. "Just like how the Martial Commander isn't the Martial Commander without his High General," Obi-Wan murmured, pulling the man in close.

Cody's hands shook as he slowly moved to grasp onto the Jedi's tabards. He chose to ignore the warm liquid dripping down his cheeks in favour of burying his head into his General's shoulder.

"I got you, Cody, don't worry," Obi-Wan mumbled. He pulled the Commander in closer, rocking the man between his arms.

"Can we ignore this?" Cody mumbled against the man's neck.

"This moment never happened, security is off anyway," Obi-Wan mumbled back.

-----

"Obi-Wan, seriously?!" Mace exclaimed as a blue blade, blocked his purple lightsaber.

"Six actions."

"Nows the time you step towards that oath?!" Mace exclaimed as he continued to take down the droids in favour of the Jedi protected Mandalorian.

"You forced my hand," Obi-Wan growled. "I didn't need to block your blade if it was aimed elsewhere."

"Was that meant to sound as bad as it did?" Mace asked, making a sweeping cut through more droids.

"Old habits die hard."

"OBI-WAN!"

-----

"So you're telling me you made suggestive comments towards the High Council leader?" Cody asked, placing down his drink to avoid choking on the boiling tea.

Obi-Wan hummed around his cup.

"About the Mand'alor?" Cody furthered, biting back a laugh.

Obi-Wan cracked a grin as he lowered his cup to the table, "well, if you put it that way."

Both held each other gaze for a moment before bursting into laughter, the sound echoing around the room.

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