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lamaenthel · 4 months

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Obi-Wan's morning meditation is interrupted by a little Togruta youngling who wants some attention.

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Fandom: Star Wars

Characters: Ahsoka Tano, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn

Total Word Count: 1,443

There is no emotion, there is peace.

Obi-Wan let his mind go as flat and tranquil as the surface of a still pond. It was imperative that he get his thoughts in order before his mission. He reached out, as Master Qui-Gon so often reminded him to do, to the Living Force; he surrounded himself with the soft, green whispers of the plants that echoed through the Room of a Thousand Fountains and used them to anchor himself to the present moment.

There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.

Despite his best efforts to stay in the here and now, doubt crept in like a fog around his presence in the Force. It brought a sticky layer of apprehension with it; was it a warning from the Force about his mission, or something else? It was frustratingly omnipresent. It felt like eyes were watching him from the dark, like bubbles of a cailpeach were breaking upon the surface of a loch. There was no definitive scream of danger he could identify, just a vague sense of dread.

There is no passion, there is serenity.

Obi-Wan rolled his shoulders and straightened his spine. The feeling of being watched intensified and split off into something more tangible; he cracked open his eye and glanced to the right. A bush of aura blossoms shook and he heard a distinct, tiny, ekekeke noise come from somewhere within. He bit down a smile and pretended not to hear it. The bush growled and shook again, then an orange and blue blur launched from within the iridescent flowers and landed on him.

"Hi Bobi!" Ahsoka said, giggling madly. She settled on her back in his lap like a tooka begging for belly scratches and blinked up at him with her big, blue-rimmed porg eyes.

"Hello, mo nighean." Obi-Wan gently booped her nose. "Were you hunting me?"

"No," she said innocently. "Just, um, just making sure nobody else was."

"How very thoughtful of you." Obi-Wan lifted her up, recrossed his legs, then settled her upright in his lap. "And who should we expect to come looking for you? Plo, or Vereixem?"

"Vereixem," she admitted. "I can be here, though. He put up the squashes for me."

"The squashes?" Obi-Wan rapidly searched his memory for what she could possibly be referring to.

"Full of meats." She pointed straight up; Obi-Wan followed her finger to a blue sǫnkë squash with pink stripes hanging from a tree branch high above their heads. He squinted and thought he saw a sausage poking out of one of the hollowed-out sides. "He said I can hunt 'em. I'm not 'posed to hunt the birdies because it, um, it hurts 'em, even if I careful."

Obi-Wan was impressed by the creativity of the casualty-free enrichment activity for the tiny huntress. "Would you like to meditate with me? I've a very important mission to prepare for."

"What's a mission?" Ahsoka asked, tilting her head.

"It's a task that the Council gives a Jedi when they're grown up," Obi-Wan replied. "I'm headed to Naboo. Have you ever heard of Naboo?"

"Naboo?" She slipped her chubby little hand behind his neck and played with his Padawan braid. "I like that name. Naboooo—"

"Yes, Naboo," Obi-Wan chuckled. "Perhaps I should bring you along. We can use your Empathy to make trade negotiations smoother, hmm?"

"Negoshins?" Ahsoka asked worriedly. Her face screwed up in thought. "I don't know what they is."

"It's when people want to do things in different ways, but they can only do it one way," Obi-Wan explained. "So they have to talk it out and decide what's fair for everyone."

"Oh." Ahsoka still looked worried, but she raised her chin bravely. "If you, um, you need my help with 'em, then I help."

"It would make things easier, but I believe Master Qui-Gon and I will be able to handle them." Obi-Wan rested his chin between her montral nubs. "I leave in a few hours. Would you like to help me meditate, or would you prefer to keep hunting your squashes?"

"How long will you be gone?" Ahsoka asked, disappointment heavy in the Force around her.

"I don't expect the negotiations to take too long. A few days, perhaps."

"Then I can help you, with, um, do this." Ahsoka closed her eyes and matched his breathing. "There is no emotion, there is peace."

"Good girl." Obi-Wan pressed a kiss between her montrals before he closed his eyes and allowed the Living Force to envelop him again; this time, with a small, purring anchor in his lap emanating happiness in a way that felt oddly… blue. "Is that you helping, mo nighean?" he asked her with a quiet chuckle.

"You wanted help, so I give you special 'Soka help," she said. She brushed his arm hair back and forth against the grain with careful little fingers. "I not pushin', don't worry."

"I didn't think you were pushing, dearest," Obi-Wan assured her.

" 'Cause we talked about it and you said it wasn't nice." Ahsoka craned her head back and looked at him upside down. "I don't push feelings anymore."

"That's because you're a very good girl who listens." Obi-Wan kissed her nose, making her giggle. "But why are you giving me special 'Soka help?"

Ahsoka reached up and gently touched the mole on his forehead. "You got all buzzy and… and, um, light. White, I mean. Why you nervous, Bobi?"

Obi-Wan sighed. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "I just have a feeling that something very big is about to happen."

"Bad big, or good big?"

Obi-Wan bit the inside of his cheek. "Both, I think," he said softly. "It's hard to say right now."

"I think it'll be good big," Ahsoka decided. "It's gonna be really, really good, and it'll make us smile and make us happy."

"I certainly hope so." Obi-Wan suddenly felt the strong urge for a nap, but its abruptness made him suspect that it wasn't an urge that belonged to him. "Are you tired, mo nighean?"

"No," Ahsoka lied, yawning.

"Mmm. I think maybe you're a little more—"

"Obi-Wan." Qui-Gon's voice was so unexpected that it made him jump. "Didn't you tell me you were coming here to meditate?"

"I did, Master," Obi-Wan said defensively, immediately blushing. "I got a bit… distracted, is all."

"Mmm. You seemed to have picked up a little tick again. I did warn you about going through the brush, did I not?" Qui-Gon's hair fell forward around his face as he bent over. "Hello, Ahsoka."

"Hi, Kai-Gon," Ahsoka said cheerily. Though her Basic had strongly improved since she had come to the Temple a year ago, she hadn't quite mastered the first syllable of his Master's name yet.

"Are you distracting my Padawan, little one?" Qui-Gon put his hands out to pick her up.

"No, I helpin'," she insisted, settling on his hip. "Special 'Soka help."

"Ah. The very best kind." Qui-Gon rubbed his nose against hers gently and made her laugh. "Vereixem asked me if I'd seen her when I arrived. Given that I knew you had come here to meditate, Obi-Wan, I had a feeling that she wouldn't be far." He looked down his nose at her knowingly. "It's nap time for you."

"Not tired!" Ahsoka protested, fighting not to yawn again.

Qui-Gon chuckled. "That, little tick, is a fight you'll have to have with Vereixem. Now say goodbye to Obi-Wan."

Ahsoka reached a hand down to Obi-Wan. "Bye, Bobi," she said sadly.

Obi-Wan kissed her fingers. "Goodbye, little one."

" 'Member, it's a good big." She waved at him over Qui-Gon's shoulder as he walked away with her, taking away the warm blue feeling of happiness with them.

Obi-Wan closed his eyes and surrendered himself to the Force. By the time his Master returned, he'd begun to gently float a few inches off the ground. "So what is this, ah, good big I've heard about?" Qui-Gon asked lightly as he rejoined him.

"I'm not sure," Obi-Wan answered honestly. "I have a feeling things are going to change, Master, but I'm not sure for the better."

Qui-Gon crossed his legs on the ground across from him with a quiet grunt. Obi-Wan could tell by the way he leaned to the side that his back was bothering him today. "Stay in the present, Obi-Wan. The Force decides what will come next. All we can do is make sure that we are in the place where it needs us the most, and that we let it guide our hands when the time comes."

"Of course, Master." Obi-Wan bowed his head and ignored the way that the loch in his mind bubbled.

MÁOR-GRASTA TRANSLATIONS

Mo nighean: my girl

Cailpeach: an equine ambush predator that lives in lakes, native to Stewjon

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findmeinasunshower · 2 years

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𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒚: 𝑨𝒉𝒔𝒐𝒌𝒂 𝑻𝒂𝒏𝒐

word count: 1k

summary: post-tcw!Ahsoka x reader. oneshot.

warnings: canon-typical violence, blood

Ahsoka came into your life completely by surprise: A strange, hooded figure appearing at your door and asking for work as a mechanic.

You didn’t really need one—your moisture farm on Raada was small, only really big enough for you to work on alone—but something about her made you say yes. She looked about your age...and tired in a way that went beyond physical.

So, against your better judgement, you invited her to stay and work on your small plot of land. She fixed up the busted droids that hadn’t seen the light of day in years, and you remember your surprise seeing them rolling out of your family shed. Before she came along, you did almost all of your work by hand.

Throughout all of this time, she said nothing about her past, and you were content to leave her to her mystery. Until some weeks later, the Empire found their way to Raada and destroyed your year’s worth of work to build an outpost.

It was over a quiet, tearful dinner that night that Ahsoka suggested forming a rebellion.

And now, almost two years later, you’re still by her side in a rebellion of a much larger scale. When the worn Togruta showed up your doorstep, you didn’t think you’d end up on a starcruiser lightyears away from your home. But some part of you knew, even that early, that Ahsoka had no choice but to be stuck with you.

You decided you liked her when she punched your xenophobic neighbor without hesitation for sneering at her lekku.

You knew you trusted her when she told you about her past as a Jedi padawan.

And you realized you loved her when you watched her get sucked into outer space.

It doesn’t matter how the Imperial spy got aboard the cruiser. All that matters right now is your grip on the grooved vent cover and the fact that the last thing Ahsoka did before she got vacuumed into the great beyond was Force push you so hard that you slammed into the wall.

“C-8!” You scream, and hope you’re not imagining the quiet beep from up near at the control panel. “You have to get the gravitational field up! Now!”

You hear C-8 beep in confirmation over the howling wind, and you thank the stars that you weren’t imagining the droid before. You chance a glance up towards the droid just in time to see a supply crate zipping toward you, and your ripped fingers protest as you swing yourself closer to the wall to avoid getting hit. Gritting your teeth against the pain, you find the strength to look up again and see C-8 has made it to the control panel.

And just like that, it’s over. You gasp as the gravity shifts back to normal and you think you feel a rib crack as you slam back down onto the hangar floor.

“Shit,” you hiss and grip your side with bloodied fingers, as if that will help the internal injury. You don’t even have time to take stock of the situation before you feel the now-familiar heat of a blaster bolt whizzing just over your head. “Shit!”

You push yourself up and scramble behind the nearest X-wing, drawing your blaster as you go. You surprise yourself by nearly dropping the damned thing with your slippery red hands. Damn, that vent really did a number on you.

Holding the blaster under your chin, you peer around the X-wing just in time to see Lyra (your personal favorite pilot) poke her head out of her own ship. She motions to you to stay down and you drop into a crouch just in time to see her lean over her hull and take out the spy, who had been sneaking up behind you.

You sigh in relief and lower your blaster. “C, is that all of them?” One chirp for yes rings across the hangar. “How long were we down?” The droid chirps again and your heart sinks.

The gravitational field was only down for a thirty seconds. Thirty seconds. And the only reason you’re still standing here is because of Ahsoka.

“Oh, stars.” Ahsoka. You quickly tuck your blaster into its holster and take off running towards the blue force field at the end of the hangar. A group of pilots and mechanics are gathered towards the middle of the field, staring out at the bodies and various debris floating in the space beyond. Your heart speeds up as you scan the debris desperately and it’s not long before a flash of orange catches your eye.

As usual, she’s at the eye of the storm, and one hand is extended out in front of her as she pulls herself back toward the ship with the last bit of strength she has left. You rush over to where she’ll drop in, and the force field warbles as she enters the gravitational field and drops like a stone, unmoving.

"Ahsoka!” you shriek and sprint toward her, shoving the pilot who reached her first out of the way so you can kneel beside her.

Every inch of her is covered in ice from the tips of her lekku to her boots. Her eyelashes are white with frost, and when you take her hand in yours, you notice that the tips of her fingers are blue.

Your hands are shaking as you bring them up to cradle her face gently, feeling the thin layer of frost crumble beneath your fingertips. Tears well up in your eyes when she doesn’t move an inch under your touch. “Ahsoka?” you whimper her name, to no avail. “Ahsoka, please, don’t do this.”

Still, no response. After a few moments of suffocating silence you rock forward on your knees and press your forehead against hers. “Ahsoka Tano, you have to come back to me,” you command. “If you do this to me I will never forgive you.”

And, as if on cue, just as you open your eyes, her beautiful blue ones flutter open.

“Oh stars, Ahsoka,” you sob with relief and press a frantic kiss to her forehead before wrapping your arms around her shoulders and burying your face in her neck. Her body is ice cold.

“(y/n),” she mumbles, voice gravelly in your ear. “You’re bleeding.”

You huff out a hysterical laugh and pull back just enough so you can see her face. “Oh, that’s so typical. You just pulled yourself out of outer space and you’re worried because my hands are bleeding.”

The Togruta cracks a small smile. “That’s right.”

“I can’t stand you,” you say, even as you feel your face crumple with relief. You dip your head and press a kiss to her cheek. “Force, Ahsoka, I thought you’d died. You can never do that to me again, okay?”

Your tears only intensify when you feel her arms wrap weakly around you in return. “(y/n), if you’re going to kiss me...just do it.”

You laugh hysterically and press a long kiss to her lips, savoring the fact that she’s alive. She’s not lost in outer space, never to be seen again. And if that’s what it took for you to finally kiss Ahsoka Tano, then you can’t be too mad about it.

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anxiety-banana · 7 months

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nobody asked for this but i'm teasing it anyway

my latest WIP

“That girl,” Rex would grumble fondly, “Is some sort of tooka.” Anakin would laugh along, just as tired. “You’re telling me.”

domesticity. that's all you need to know.

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bravewriting · 6 months

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Chapter 19: Are You Afraid of the Dark?

Hello everyone! New chapter of my Ahsoka time travel story!

Years into the Empire's reign, Ahsoka Tano wonders if there is any hope left. And then she wakes up on Tatooine during the Naboo crisis. Given a second chance to save the galaxy, she's going to do it or die trying.

But she didn't expect to pick up an apprentice along the way, and she certainly didn't expect that apprentice to be Anakin. She'll protect him with her life, just like he did for her, and how could she not? He's adorable.

Even more surprisingly, she doesn't stop at one apprentice.

There's so much more on top of apprentices. Part of the galaxy wants independence. Dooku isn't a Sith yet. She accidentally made Maul obsessed with her. The Jedi, once again, don't know what to do with her. Oh, and one other thing: she needs to figure out where the hell Darth Vader came from, so she can track him down and kill him.

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infernalodie · 2 years

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𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 (𝐩𝐭.𝟐) || 𝐀𝐡𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐨

“𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳'𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳“

Inspo: Camila Cabello - All These Years

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano x Sith!Male!reader

Summary: You would search the galaxy to find her.

Warnings: Angst filled with a bit of fluff at the end.

Words 1806

How long had it been?

How many years had taken their place since you last saw her? It must’ve been a decade or longer as time slowly wore you down. That anger had simmered over the years as you had searched planet after planet for the woman. You were starting to believe that she was merely a ghost. A part of your past long forgotten, yet, you had no way of releasing the emotions that tied you to them.

Time was in no way on your side as Emperor Palpatine and Darth Vader were seeking your death. They believed that calling yourself a Darth was a disgrace and punishable by death. So, here you were, on a small ship with refugees heading in the direction of Corvus. You kept your hood up and lightsabre hidden under your cloak. Not in the mood to kill all of these people because they might want to throw you out of an airlock.

But that desire to fuel your anger, become stronger so you could beat Ahsoka had flickered out. There was anger that swelled in your heart, but it did not reach the lengths it once did. You did not see any desire to kill these unarmed women and children just for an order you did not support. You chose to accept the dark side when there was no light to cast it away. You chose to embrace it and consider it your closest ally. There had never been an alternate decision for you.

“There’s nowhere you can hide, Jedi.”

Your head lifted slowly, the hud of your helmet booting up as Asajj stood in front of you. Her lips curled into an evil grin. The sight made you disgusted as you looked back down at the ground. “Asajj,” you growled. “Get out of my head.”

The landing gears of the ship came out, the sound familiar enough that it shook your subconscious, freeing you. People quickly got to their feet once the ship landed, people huddling near the doors that slid open and they all rushed off. You followed slowly behind, keeping your head down at all costs.

Corvus’ sky was a permanent grey from the pollution. The trees outside of Calodan had died out, standing tall as dead lumps of wood. Nothing about this planet spoke freedom, but it was enough for you to hope you might find her here. Maybe, you could find Ahsoka.

But as you roamed the streets, you sensed nothing but the relief of the refugees that weighed strong on your mind. Exiting the main gates, you adventured out into the wasteland of Corvus. Hoping you would find your long-lost love.

“You are lost, Jedi.”

You stopped, lifting your head and finding Asajj’s ghost standing a mere few feet away. Still, her lips held that smirk of amusement at the desperation in your bones. “You don’t know anything, Asajj,” you growled. “You are nothing but a spirit. Your trick play no way with my mind.”

“Oh, don’t they?” She inquired. “Your power is growing weaker, child. You are forgetting who gave you this power-”

“You didn’t give me anything!” You exclaimed angrily. “You showed pain, torture, and anguish. Everything else came from my rage to kill you!”

The woman laughed as you followed her with your eyes as she paced in front of you. “Pretend to be what you are not,” she said as you clenched your eyes shut, turning your head. Trying to silence her voice as hard as you could. “Sith. Jedi. Disgrace. Lover.”

“Enough!” Your shout sends a blast of wind ahead of you, sweeping Asajj’s figure away and turning into particles. Pants fell from your lips rapidly, as your mind grew heavier and heavier with each moment.

For years, that woman had been haunting your mind. The trauma of what she had done, what she had made you into, had finally reached your mind. She was toying with you beyond the grave and you didn’t know what you were to do to proceed with life. Ever since you were defeated by Ahsoka, not given the fate you so desperately sought, Asajj mocked you like a child.

Because in the end, you had sought one result when you faced her. To either be killed or for you to kill her. Now, having been shown mercy, it seemed like Asajj’s torture was never-ending. And it looked to be that you would be living with her incessant comments until you were killed.

“Y/n?”

Your head peeked over your shoulder, finding the all-too-familiar Togruta standing a few feet behind you. A clock hanging loosely off her body with her eyes slightly squinted a clear apprehension or hesitance of your presence once again in her life. But her hand rested on one of her lightsabre’s, cautious of what you might do.

It would be a lie that after so long of searching for her, you didn’t feel a bit relieved and happy to see the woman. She was still beautiful as always and those navy blue eyes seemed to be as bright as the last time you saw them. The years that have gone by had done nothing but made her presence weigh heavy on your bones. Making every movement you made languid as your mind tried to capture every little detail of her.

“Ahsoka.” Turning to her, your raise your hands in surrender. “I don’t come here for a battle.”

Your robotic grabbled voice was a reminder of the last time she saw you. The same helmet you wore then, you wore now. But you disregarded all your past clothing for ones that obscured a lot of your appearance. Once a Sith, now… You were nothing.

“Then what are you here for?” Ahsoka questioned, hand lessening from her lightsabre as it fell to her side.

“You’re a weakling.”

“Shut up!” You hissed to the voice of Asajj, hearing the woman’s laugh as you shook your head, slapping your hand to the side of your head.

“Y/n?” Ahsoka asked, taking a hesitant step forward as you looked up at her.

A short chuckle fell from your lips. “Sorry, I just… I can’t shake her from my mind- Asajj, I mean.” The former Jedi nodded, taking a few steps forward as you sighed. “I don’t know why I came here. I don’t know why I’ve looked for you after all this time.”

Ahsoka was just as dumbstruck and couldn’t give you the answer you needed. But your hand that motioned to a toppled over tree, she took your gesture and ran with it. Her sitting on the tree whilst you sat on the ground. She took the liberty to scrounge up some tree branches and rocks before starting up a fire.

The two of you sat in uncomfortable silence for longer than expected. Ahsoka was trying to pinpoint what you were seeking coming out here. What you hoped to gain in finding here and what you were going to do now that you did. She was all types of confused, especially considering the last time she saw you, your power was intangible. It’d been pure luck she had gotten that lucky shot on you. But now, you were weak, as disheartening as it may be for you.

She didn’t know what you were doing here, but her love for you hadn’t died out. “You should take of your mask.” You lifted your head, finding her smiling softly at you. “I want to see what has become of my fellow Jedi.”

Clenching and unclenching your hand, you shakily grasped the sides of your helmet. Popping it off as it hissed. You placed it down in front of you, the flames revealing your old battle scars. The same ones that Ahsoka had been haunted by since she defeated you.

But she could sense a conflict in your heart. Two sides of you battling against one another as you stood in the middle, holding both back with everything you had.

“What are your feelings, Y/n?” She inquired softly.

You laughed, eyes flickering down to the fire. Wood crackling with embers being swept in the wind that whistled past. “Feelings,” you scoffed. “Feelings… God. The truth is I don’t know. For so long, I’ve forgotten what those have felt like. I’ve been stuck in one place. In a cave, you might say.”

The conflict inside you was decapitating with each moment you spoke. And each word that fell from your words was grasped by the Togruta. “But feelings have dictated every moment of my life. Neither Sith nor Jedi prohibited us to feel a way about something we see or hear,” you spat. “And both had doomed me to where I am now. Both liars and snakes we can’t get rid of.”

“But it is destiny that has put you through these trials and tribulations,” Ahsoka told you. “Everything you’ve experienced has been for a reason.”

A laugh fell from your lips as you stared up at her incredulously. “Do you really believe that, Ahsoka? Do you really believe that there is some grander force above us that will continue to push us down a path we do not want?” Scoffing, you shook your head in disdain. “I don’t believe in whatever being controls our path. Man is master of his own fate- not a God.”

“Then what is the reason for us to live the life we do-”

“Mine was you!” You exclaimed, causing the woman to clamp her lips shut in surprise. “Every night I can into the hanger to see you with Anakin, I was there because of you. I was there in every battle we fought in because I wanted to keep you safe,” you waved your hands with a shrug. “You have been my reason to live, Ahsoka. Even after Mustafar, I’ve cared about you. And nothing is going to change that.”

The former Jedi didn’t know how to respond to your feelings towards her. She’s felt the same, but she hadn’t been sure how you felt during and after Mustafar. You had been filled with so much hate and resentment towards her, she could’ve only expected that Darth Galen had taken your mind and body whole. But maybe she’d been wrong after all. Maybe there was more of you inside, fighting back the Darkside and shedding light.

Pursing her lips, Ahsoka clasped her hands together. “Then stay with me,” she whispered. “Be by my side. Never leave me alone as Asajj had done to me. Bring me the man that I’ve always loved and will continue to love until my last breath.”

You stared at her, chest falling and rising slowly as you delegated with yourself. And surprisingly, you felt the corners of your lips flicker into a smile. But it disappeared just as fast as you nodded slowly. “Okay.”

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hanasnx · 7 months

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chronicles | snips and skyguy: "combat."

WC: 0.6k | CHARACTERS: anakin skywalker, ahsoka tano SUMMARY: anakin skywalker and ahsoka tano must work together to defeat their enemy in the sky. NOTES: non-canon short story about their dynamic during the clone wars era. this may be hayden!anakin more than matt!anakin. WARNINGS: no ahsoka spoilers | combat sequence

“Ahsoka! Take the helm!” Anakin barks the orders, and she twists her neck to watch him retreat to the back. There’s no time to waste, no time to question, and she leaps into action. She doesn’t have her pilot’s license, but a speeder is way less complicated… Right? Her hands grasp the steering in time, hasty in smoothing out the ride which causes Anakin to stumble as he steps over the seats. “Watch it!�� he gnarls.

“Sorry!” she yells over the noise. Anakin stands on the backseats, and loops his ankle into one of the security belts.

“Just—!” he begins, his tone credibly frustrated, but he softens it at the reminder she’s trying her best in her inexperience. “get me close.” he finishes, and she nods. The ignition of his lightsaber sounds behind her, and she pursues the enemy. One behind, two in front.

Overhead, the familiar and lethal sounds of a saber whirl, and she ducks instinctively. She picks herself up in time to see how Anakin’s blue weapon whirs past an assailant. Their ship dodges out of the way.

“You missed!” she informs him incredulously, but when she continues to watch, her Master performs his superior strategic prowess once again. Clapping his hands together, he utilizes the ship’s own momentum to crash into their own contingent. The vehicles exploding in a fiery collision as Anakin catches the hilt of his saber returning to him. Her jaw drops.

“One more, Snips, one more,” he tells her, glancing over his shoulder as the last contender gains on them. “Get ready. It’s coming up.” he warns her, and she remains attentive, prickling with anticipation. “Dive!” Without a second thought, Ahsoka obeys his command, shoving the controls forward so the nose of the speeder angles downwards. The entrance of the tunnel swallows them up, and rapid winds rip through Anakin’s curls as he closes his eyes, feeling out their surroundings. When the blasters activate, Anakin twirls his saber like a baton, fanning it out to cleave through the bullets. Ahsoka keeps her eyes forward, narrowly avoiding the bridged piping of the channel. Sparks fly as the speeder sideswipes the apparatus forking the path. “Ahsoka!” In one word he’s conveyed his distaste for her lack of focus.

“It’s dark in here, Master!” she defends, the gliding of the vehicle jarring and unsteady because of her trembling hands. However, he does not need to answer her in order for her to know what he’s going to say next. She must use the Force to anticipate.

If she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have foreseen the end rapidly approaching, and her window to pull up close. With all her might, and her feet rooted to the floor, she yanks the steering back, fighting against the air resistance as she cuts through it to angle the mech upwards. She shouts in exclamation, giving use for the energy inside her as tears are torn from her eyes. Anakin’s hand grabs hold of her shoulder, having been forced to take a knee from the pressure.

The warmth of it grounds her. She quiets. Now acutely aware of her breathing.

“Level it, Ahsoka.”

She balances it out, and to confuse their opponent, she abruptly stops the vehicle. Anakin straightens to his full height. The enemy shuttle advances from the passageway, and it veers to avoid their stasis speeder. As it passes, the strength of Anakin’s entire body instills into one, concise purpose: batting it with his blade, slicing it in clear two.

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june-girl-86 · 10 months

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Chapter 53

Ahsoka's healing

Pairing: Din Djarin x OC Female!

ReaderRating: Mature/Explicit (+18)

Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence / Love / Action&Adventure / Blood&Violence / Drama & Romance / Slow Burn / Fluff&Smut

The night was lit up by the glow of the fire. Blood-red glowed the dark sky, no starlight to give hope. On the ground it ate away, so powerful, hateful. A figure tried to run away from it, leaping over rocks whose surface was boiling hot; fallen trees, the roots dead; stumbling through streams that had bubbled a short time ago and were now dried up by the heat. Her lungs burned, the smoke trying to suffocate her. She tried to run even faster despite everything, but the roller of fire kept coming closer, swallowing everything and taking her too.

Ahsoka's eyes snapped open, she was shaking all over and gasping for air, which she was not denied. Irritated, she looked around, realised where she was and stared at her hands, looking for injuries, but it had only been a dream, once again. She felt that trepidation and jumped out of her bed, she had to get out, get some fresh air. Ahsoka glanced at the sleeping Morai in her bed of straw. The Convor lady was feeling a little better, but her feathers were still pale. Ahsoka kept the curtains closed so as not to wake Morai and quietly left her room and the building. It was early morning, the sun was just rising, the birds were chirping happily, but Ahsoka barely noticed. The cheerfulness could not infect her. The images in her head depressed her too much.

"Up so early?"

Startled, Ahsoka jumped to the side as Luke stepped out from between bushes. In his hand was a basket of picked berries. The Togruta lowered her head dejectedly and Luke touched her on the back. He led her to a stone circle, took a seat and waited until Ahsoka sat down too.

"Tell me about your dreams!"

Ahsoka looked at him in surprise.

"I hear your pleas when dreams plague you!"

His counterpart shook his head and he held the basket out to her. She took one of the dark berries and ate it. The sweetish taste did her good and she tasted a few more. Then she sighed.

"I see fire eating the inside of a mountain, destroying it. I see it burning the trees, even the souls have no chance. The wind spreads the blood and as soon as it touches the ground the flames overpower it. The sky is devastated and no life is possible!"

Ahsoka noticed the dismayed look on Luke's face.

"You must find a way to take up the fire, to kindle your extinguished flame so that your spirit can be brightened!"

The Togruta raised her arms and lowered them in resignation.

"How?"

Luke rose to his feet.

"Take your time!"

With those words, he left her and Ahsoka gazed after the young man thoughtfully.

Take your time... Ahsoka decided to use it and not just sit around doing nothing. She wasn't as powerless as she had been a few days ago and packed her bag of provisions. Morai squealed and Ahsoka crouched down. She held out her arm to Morai and the convor lady umped on it. She made herself comfortable on Ahsoka's shoulder and left the shared quarters with her.

The Togruta walked past the bamboo grove, left the pond on her left and headed down an unknown path. Morai was curious to see where it would lead, the convor lady nestled against Ahsoka's cheek, feeling no connection other than skin-to-skin contact, and once again sadness befell her. Morai hoped that they would soon find each other again and that Ahsoka would regain her inner contentment. She had witnessed every nightmare, every escape from her quarters and had seen Ahsoka's despair. Now, however, the Jedi seemed a little more relaxed, as if going for a walk would do her good. Morai let her gaze wander, watching as they walked across the grass, crested a hill and entered the forest that followed. The trees let in the sunlight, but the temperature dropped a little.

Morai shivered, she saw that Ahsoka was getting goosebumps too. And yet they kept walking until Ahsoka stopped. The sun's rays broke through the branches, dust danced up and down in them. Small swarms of mosquitoes buzzed on the spot and threads of loose spider webs moved gracefully upwards with each breath of air, only to slowly float back down. Ashoka breathed deeply, inhaling the smell of the forest. Morai sniffed, smelling the different aromas. Wildflowers had squeezed through the moss, the red and yellow blossoms wide open, giving off their scent. Butterflies had taken up residence on some of them, pausing like the walker and her companion. They stood still for a while, then Ahsoka went on.

The forest cleared, but before they got to the edge, sheltered by bushes, Ahsoka stopped. Morai looked ahead, then at her. Her gaze seemed focused, she was listening. Morai followed suit and sure enough, she heard a rustling and soft sounds that sounded like someone smacking their lips. Slowly Ahsoka started moving again, but ducked the closer she got to the thicket. There she crouched down, pushed aside a few branches and was able to pinpoint the source of the sounds. In a meadow, the tall grass lush green, a group of kybucks moved about with their young. While the adults ate, the young ones jumped back and forth and played with each other. Morai noticed a change in Ahsoka, her expression alternating between amazement, happiness and sadness, in the end the smile won. Ahsoka swallowed as she watched the animals and she felt warm. She remembered a time when she was still at home and she felt that love again. Her mother had often taken her for walks, shown her the nature of her home. She could remember when she had just walked off by herself without telling her parents. She had strayed into a meadow where she met a lone Kybuck cub.

Both of them had hesitated, the young one whimpering, trying to find his parents. Ahsoka had walked slowly towards him, he had approached her too and then looked at her in wonder as he heard her words in his mind. The boy lowered his head and Ahsoka stroked it reassuringly until they heard several sounds. On one side a humming, on the other voices. The Kybuck boy had run in the direction of his, Ahsoka had watched him for a while longer, then she answered her mother's calls. She didn't scold, though, she just pulled her daughter into her arms and was glad to have her with her, knowing that Ahsoka wouldn't be with them much longer.

A few days later, Luke watched as Ahsoka set off again in the direction of the forest. She had told him about her sighting and Luke sensed that the animals had triggered something positive in the Togruta.

Ahsoka took a different path this time, penetrating other areas of the forest. A small stream meandered through, dragonflies hovering above with their translucent wings. Morai on her shoulder watching her friend's every step. Watched her take care not to step on the blue mushrooms on which the morning dew still sparkled. And then they arrived back at the clearing, the Kybucks had gathered there again as well. As they did, Ahsoka noticed something. She pointed out Morai, the pregnant Kybuck grazing at the edge of the clearing, the cover of the thicket behind her. She had a much lighter coat than the others.

When she looked up, she was staring in Ahsoka's direction and she had the feeling that she was being seen by her. Only slowly did the Kybuck lower her head and retreat into the bushes. They stayed for a while, then the two of them made their way back. Morai carefully picked the red berries she had collected from Ashoka's hand and slowly became full. The Togruta suddenly stopped and pointed to a fallen tree. Many mushrooms had accumulated on its trunk, orange, with white spots. Ahsoka frowned for a moment, crouched down in front of it. She smelled them, ran her thumb along the surface, then nodded with a smile before she began to collect them. She noticed Morai's questioning look: "On Shili, these grew too and were delicious!"

When Luke returned from his meditation, Grogu, who had been with him, was no longer present. He did not find him in the building, so he went outside to search. A delicious scent wafted to him and he followed the trail. Smiling, he stopped after a while. Grogu sat next to Morai, both tilting their heads curiously, watching Ahsoka cook. A pot hung over a campfire, the smell emanating from it. A homemade fishing rod lay nearby. The Togruta nodded to Luke and offered to eat with them. He noticed the plates she had brought.

"There's fish in a mushroom herb sauce!" explained Ahsoka and that this meal reminded her of her childhood. She poured some into a bowl for Morai to taste. Grogu she also put down a plate, handed the boy a spoon. Luke took a seat next to Ahsoka and started eating with her. It tasted delicious and he could understand Grogu asking for seconds several times. Luke let his gaze slide over Ahsoka, who smiled as she watched Morai regain her strength with the food as well. Perhaps, Luke thought, Ahsoka was also smiling because of the first two splashes of green that had found their way back into Morai's feathers.

Time passed, the nights got better, Ahsoka woke up less and less from nightmares and as they walked through the forest, she heard a very soft whisper. Nature was speaking to her. She also slowly sensed Morai's thoughts again.

No matter which way they took, they always came back to the clearing with the Kybucks. This time, too, they were on their way there. But something was different about this day. The clouds had not let the sun through and a fresh wind made the treetops sway back and forth. It was quieter in the forest, hardly a bird to be heard, let alone seen. The whisper of the trees mingled with the rush of the wind. Morai heard the sound first, listened several times and became uneasy on Ashoka's shoulder. She paused and looked questioningly at the convordame, but before she could react, Ahsoka heard it too. The painful moan echoed to them and Ahsoka felt the fear emanating from it. She started to run, it wasn't far and she could see the pregnant Kybuck lying among the bushes. Her sounds of pain increased. But before Ahsoka simply dashed into the clearing, she drew her vibrating blade and made her way through the bushes. The Kybuck saw her and began bleating loudly, but her strength quickly waned. Her light fur was bloody and she had a deep bite wound on her right side. As Ahsoka approached her, she noticed the black body of a wolf-like animal. This one was no longer moving, as you could see it had taken many kicks, had died from its injuries. The Kybuck had fought for her life and won the first fight. But now her strength was failing. Again she wailed, but quieter now. Ahsoka knelt in front of her, touched her to her stomach and closed her eyes. She hadn't really expected anything, and yet there was this feeling that ran through her body. The excited pounding of the little creature's heart and its plea to survive. As if she had burned her hands, she let go of the Kybuck. Ahsoka swallowed, then looked at the Morai.

"Can you make it to Luke?"

Morai cooed several times and pushed off from the shoulder to float into the forest.

Ahsoka quietly entered the hut where Morai had been some time ago when Luke had nursed her. Now the injured Kybuck lay sleeping on the straw. Ahsoka slowly crouched down, touched the sleeping woman on her shoulder joint and she opened her eyes a little. You could see the exhaustion in them. Ahsoka knelt in front of her, removed the bandage and checked the wound. It finally looked better. The Togruta opened a tin, inside was an ointment which she spread generously on the wound. She had made this herself after discovering the coral-shaped, golden-yellow flowers of the witch hazel in the forest. In addition to the Bacta that Luke had on hand, it helped heal the wound.

She also kept instilling the injured woman with a tea made from the golden root to help her regain her strength. All of her energy was going to her unborn child to keep it alive. Ahsoka felt it even now as she placed her hands on the Kybuck's belly. In the last few days, the calls of the herd had also been heard, searching for her, but the Kybuck had been too weak to respond. Ahsoka hoped she would be able to return soon.

More days had passed, each one progress in healing, not just from the Kybuck. Luke sensed Ahsoka coming back, she wasn't really aware of it herself yet.

Ahsoka awoke in the middle of the night, but no nightmare had startled her. A feeling of warmth had come over her, touching her skin, soft and gentle. A whisper came through the open window, she heard the happiness within. She left the building without putting on her shoes, walked barefoot to the hut and could see the open gate from afar. When she got there, she spotted Luke inside. He pointed to the straw, stained with a little blood and slime, otherwise the room was empty. The Togruta turned away, ran off, into the forest. She was aware of the whispering that led her through the dark forest. Ran faster, ignoring when she stepped on sharp little stones, scratched herself on thorns and tripped over roots. And then she reached the clearing, the moonlight shining on it. The Kybucks had taken their old and new member protectively into their midst. She could feel the joy, the love that the herd felt. The many pairs of eyes stared at Ahsoka, watching as she tried to steady her breathing. Ahsoka stared back, finding the small creature standing behind its mother, still a little wobbly on its feet. The mother bowed her head, bleating several times. Her conspecifics joined her before turning and disappearing into the thicket together. Gratitude accompanied Ahsoka back.

A few stars could be seen through the cloudy night sky. It was quiet at the pond, only the crackling of wood could be heard. The campfire was reflected on the smooth surface of the water. Ahsoka sat in front of the fire, not far from her Morai, whose green feathers shone in the firelight. She watched her friend, who had not moved for hours. She sensed a restlessness, but didn't know if it was hers or Ahsoka's. Morai cooed softly. The Togruta opened her eyes, staring into the flames. Fire... The last few nights she had dreamed of fire again, of anguished screams, the voice of Anakin. After so long, she felt things she had repressed. The battle at the Neti, the ambush of Bo-Katan... But there was another fire in her past. Her eyes fixed on the flame as it fought the others, clinging along the wood to get enough oxygen and subdue her sisters. The flame whispered, whispered, it sounded like it was saying her name. The red of the flame reminded her of her fight, against the Inquisitor. She had felt safe on Thabeska, but the temptation of reward and the fear of the Empire had betrayed her. She had had no anger, probably would have acted the same. The Inquisitor's appearance was terrible, his viciousness too. And this had been his fault, because his arrogance was damaging him. She thought of the moment after she had defeated him, the relief of the crystals in his lightsabers.

Ahsoka had not only freed the farmers from evil, but the crystals as well. She had given them back their purity. A breeze brushed across her skin, she heard that whisper again. Her arms began to tingle, something was moving in the grass somewhere. Before Ahsoka had opened her eyes, she had already jumped up. Grogu backed away, startled, as the lightsabers were pointed at him. He grumbled, had he hungrily made his way to the lake, hoping to find a frog.

"I thought Luke showed you how to approach without being noticed!" smiled Ahsoka, hearing an excited coo. She looked to Morai who was jumping around the fire agitated and approaching her. Ahsoka blinked. The whisper of flames had joined, with a familiar hum. Her gaze drifted down to her hands, there she held, as if naturally, her two lightsabers. Her fingers tightly gripped the hilts. As if she were seeing the white blades for the first time... The light gave her hope and a tear ran down her cheek.

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steggyistruelovefanfiction · 7 months

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The Children of Anakin Skywalker Support Group.

Author: steggyistruelove

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars: Rebels

Relationships: Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker & Ahsoka Tano

Characters: Leia Organa, Luke Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano

Additional Tags: Fix-It of Sorts, First Meetings, Siblings, They're siblings okay?

Language: English

Published: 2023-09-26

Words: 983

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Ahsoka meets Luke and Leia the first time, and they have more in common than they realize.

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#sw fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #star wars fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #ahsoka tano fanfiction #luke skywalker fanfiction #leia organa fanfiction

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dykelizard · 11 months

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chapter 3 of my fic is published! go check it out if you like silly sibling shenanigans between ahsoka and the clones :3

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starwarsficnetwork · 8 months

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Star Wars Fic Network discord server!

We’re finally getting things moving on this blog! We finally have an official icon and we’re still working on getting the masterlists/tagging system going. But we also now have a discord server!

The Star Wars Fic Network discord server is a place for…

Writers to get feedback on fics + share their fics

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Anyone who wants to thirst over their favorite characters and just share their joyful whimsy 🥰

Here’s the link if you’d like to join! We just ask that your server profile name (separate from your actual username) matches your tumblr url!

Also wanted to add for writers you do not need to be a member of the discord for us to feature your fics - just tag us if you use a tag list or use the hashtag #starwarsficnetwork

-Kel, Gin, and Vi

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xecutivecucumber · 5 months

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GUYS GUYS GUYS Last year my sisters got me a commission from the one and only @lornaka to make a cover for my fic, and it's finished, right in time for the end of my hiatus!!! LOOK AT IT IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL I'M GOING TO CRY!!!

All credits go to the wonderful @lornaka, as if I could ever draw something this amazing.

#captain rex #ahsoka tano #rexsoka #star wars the clone wars #star wars fanfiction #star wars art #fanfiction #xecutivecucumber

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anxiety-banana · 3 months

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here's a lil excerpt of a fic to come!! it's one of my favorite bits of this and i'm too impatient lol

Thirty six. She doesn’t feel thirty six. She feels ten and two hundred and fourteen but never thirty six. Never right, never correct. The number hasn’t lined up since she was a Padawan. Maybe before.

is this another time travel fic? yes. should ab stop writing time travel fics and focus on canon? probably also yes. will she? who knows (AKA absolutely not)

#ahsoka tano #star wars the clone wars #clone wars #clone wars fanfiction #ahsoka tano fanfiction

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spashahoney · 1 year

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When Din time jumps in fanfiction it’s always a box of chocolates; to both him and the reader.

PART 2

PART 3

#Star Wars #the mandalorian #star wars prequels #din djarin #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #obi wan kenobi #spashart #feeble fanfiction

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infernalodie · 2 years

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𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 (𝐩𝐭.𝟏) || 𝐀𝐡𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐨

“𝘚𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯“

Inspo: Noak Hellsing - Good Enough

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano x Sith!Male!reader

Summary: All those years of love lost in ash, Ahsoka thought you to be dead from your sacrifice. But with a well-placed ambush on Mustafar, she is the farthest from right.

Warnings: Angst and slight gore

Part Two

Words 2350

“How close are we to the distress signal, Rex?” Ahsoka asked, glancing at the Stormtrooper, who stood beside her.

He opened his holo map and scanned it for a moment. “Two minutes out to be exact, sir.”

Ahsoka hummed, hand grasping one of the safety handles above her as she stepped closer to the edge of the ship. Looking outwards on the lava-covered planet that could only resemble something close to hell. The hot fumes from the lava covering almost every surface of Mustafar invaded Ahsoka’s pores. Her eyes were glossy with tears from the steam that continued to fill the air. The LAAT flew low, hoping to spot whoever had set off the distress signal.

It’d appeared out of nowhere with both Obi-Wan and Anakin being just as confused as her. But the code in the coordinates led them here with the two other Jedi on a separate transport ship. From what was seen on the scans, there were battle droids near the distress signal. Which explained why they came heavily armed with as many troops as they did.

“Approaching the location,” Obi-Wan announced over the comms. “Prepare for heavy resistance-!”

He was cut off by the sudden jolt of his ship, as well as Ahsoka’s. “What was that?” Rex questioned, another jolt of the ship suddenly beginning to move to the side.

“I don’t know,” she muttered, feeling a strong pull from below. “Do you feel that Anakin?” She asked, glancing across the way to see his ship growing closer as well.

“It’s a Sith. How did they hide their presence?”

His question wasn’t able to be answered as their ships suddenly were sent flying away from one another, spinning out of control. “Mayday! Mayday, we’re going down! Everyone has to jump!” The Pilot yelled as Ahsoka glanced at Rex, giving a nod before leaping out.

The fall wasn’t as graceful as Ahsoka would like to admit. Hitting the ground and rolled on the harsh black rocks with a groan. Many other Stormtroopers jumping as well. Some are either injured or sore from the fall. But they weren’t given a chance to rest any longer as the sudden sound of blasters going off got their attention. Attack droids, Droidacas, and even a few AT-STs beginning to fire at them.

But in the middle, the centre of all those troops stood indeed a Sith. The heat rays made the hooded figure’s body shimmer with each step taken. Except, Ahsoka was focused on the immense power the sith held. Almost as strong as something being thrown right into her chest.

Her face twisted in confusion as she watched the hooded figure order some of the Droids around them towards the other ship that had crashed. She could see Anakin and Obi-Wan help defend some of the injured Stormtroopers from Droid that were closing in on their position.

Shaking herself from the heavy force that emitted from the Sith and her worry about the two other Jedi Masters, Ahsoka turned to the higher-ranking Stormtrooper. “Rex, create a defensive perimeter near the LAAT! Protect those injured and call for reinforcements!” She called out, standing to her feet and turning on her lightsabre. Quickly beginning to deflect the blaster rounds back towards the enemy. Seeing the Sith finally turn on their’s and begin to move away from the troops, a silent order to the girl to do the same.

“And what about you, sir?” Rex yelled, seeing Ahsoka begin to step away, still deflecting blasts as she kept her eye on the Sith.

“I’ll be back soon.”

The life force was strong and Ahsoka only felt smaller and smaller with each step she took toward the Sith user. She wouldn’t lie, her fight with Maul was stressful, but she never once felt this type of feeling. This genuine and unadulterated rage seemed to cut through the air and invade her mind. It was familiar. Like an old scent from years ago, it was so hard to shake that it was burned into your subconscious forever.

But right now, she couldn’t pinpoint it directly. No matter how hard she tried, the Sith continued to block her from their mind. And with the addition of the heat and the fact that the pure strength she could feel from the Sith, she couldn’t concentrate.

“Who are you?” Ahsoka questioned.

The Sith dragged the edge of the scalding blade across the crisped surface. Its gentle hum wavered as the sound of the heat cut into the rock. With each step that is taken, the cutting grew louder and sharper as Ahsoka gripped tighter around her lightsabre.

“Don’t you remember, Ahsoka?” They asked, voice distorted by the old mask they wore under the hood. “The day I was taken by Asajj. It was the more fear I had ever felt in my life.”

Ahsoka frowned, about to speak until she felt a tight grasp around her throat. Her body was lifted in the air as she suddenly was pulled towards the Sith user until she stopped short. Her face stopped right in front of theirs, able to see the red eyes vividly through the visor.

“Tell me you remember, Snips.”

Her eyes went wide, only Anakin called her that and one other person. But there was no way it could be, Y/n. She’d seen him die. She’d seen him be killed by Asajj all those years ago when she was just a young Padawan. He was the first man to believe in her when she first became Anakin’s Padawan and was also the first she befriended and grew a bigger liking to before he was killed.

But you couldn’t have survived. Not two lightsabre’s in the chest. No one could survive that.

“I sense your confusion, Padawan. Perhaps you need physical encouragement.” Ahsoka choked on open-air until she felt her body be propelled back into a large rock. The sheer for her body made with the rock created a large crack in the surface as she hit the ground with a thud.

She coughed, groaning with her eyes flickering up to you, Y/n. There was no mistaking that it was you now. Now, she could look through the smoke and see the clearing. Once an open field on Naboo, a beautiful and prosperous place she once called home when on Coruscant. Seeking the warm comfort of another in ways that the Jedi Council would deem wrong.

But now, you were the literal lava on Mustafar. This planet embodied what she could see in front of her. And seeing you shed the cloak, revealing the single shirt beneath and your arms burned from years of torturous training. Shedding the helmet, she was greeted by your shaven head with one half-burned and the other cut up from Count Dooku’s torture of when you were first captured. Your eyes had to be the most that had changed since the last time Ahsoka saw you.

They held so much love and happiness for the others around you. You were endlessly carefree with your fellow troops and even the Jedi as well. Everything about you could be seen in your eyes, but now they were a thick fog. A bright red glow to them that resembled a firewall keeping everyone outside out.

“Fear leads to anger,” you began, eyes growing darker with each second. “Anger leads to hate and hate leads to power. Do you know what I went through because of you?”

“Y/n-” Ahsoka tried, feeling her emotions from years of anguish beginning to rise to the surface. But you were determined to finally release your wrath on your old lover.

“I rotted in a cage for 15 years because of your insubordination!” Tossing your lightsabre, it spun through the air and Ahsoka quickly rolled out of the way, grabbing hers and getting to her feet. Yours coming back like a boomerang as you marched towards her. “Was I never good enough for you to be saved? Did you ever love me?!”

“I wasn’t able to do anything!” She exclaimed, blocking one of your attacks as she continued to back away. Parrying your attacks and always feeling her limbs move independently under your command. Every time she tried to swing, you would flick your finger, causing her footing to screw up. But she couldn’t stop her gaze from flickering up to those once beautiful eyes that she dreamt about in her sleep and woke up to.

Swinging her sabre, you blocked it and leaned in close. Face glowing in the light of the two sabres screaming in contact. “All this time, I believed you would save me and I would be fine.”

Ahsoka grunted upon your extra weight being placed in your lightsabre. “But now I know you and the Jedi all lie.” Breaking the guard, you watched Ahsoka stumble back as you advanced.

“I did everything I could, Y/n.” She continued to deflect and block your slashes, feeling your anger grow each second. “I loved you and I tried everything to find you.”

“You tried to find me?” You exclaimed, using the force and pulling one of her legs out from underneath her. Causing her to fall onto her back as she lifted her sabre, blocking your initial attack.

“I was cut and burned because of you! And what. Did. You. Do?!” Each word was emphasized with one heavy swing of your sabre against hers. The scalding of both heats meeting one another filled the air as Ahsoka felt her strength begin to deplete. Unable to keep up with your strength as you continued to attack down at her. “Nothing!”

With one final hit, you broke her guard and lifted her into the air. “I waited years for you to save me. I waited for your arms to hold me and for you to tell me everything was going to be fine.” Bringing her closer, Ahsoka’s tear-stained eyes stayed focused on yours. “But now I know it was a lie. Every little thing we had, was purely a lie and I hate for it.”

Sending her flying across the ground as you stood tall, unfazed by what you were doing. There was no compassion left inside you after everything she did. The hate you felt was directed towards not only her, but the two Jedi Masters continuing to fight for their lives. They were there when you “died”, but they never searched for your body. Their lack of care was shown after the first year of endless torture performed by Asajj. With the rare appearance of Duuku who helped train you in the Dark Side.

As you stood over Ahsoka, you lifted your arm. Sabre humming methodically as you inhaled deeply. Bringing your arm down, your eyes shot open with a gasp. Flickering down to your chest and seeing a large gash. The edges of the wound were a burning orange as the flesh sizzled with the inner wound was the inner workings of your body slightly exposed.

Choking on your breaths, you fell to your knees, your sabre shutting off as you looked up to see Ahsoka. Her face was stained with tears as she shut off her own sabre. Lips trembling as she stepped closer and crouched down in front of you. You inhaled short and heavy breaths, each coming out stuttered as the pain of the wound finally began to settle in.

But your mind drifted when you felt Ahsoka’s hand softly cup your cheek. Your crimson eyes flickered up to hers to find them brimming with tears. “I’m sorry,” She whispered. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me, Y/n.” Inhaling deeply and bowing her head for a moment, she looked back up at you with a shaky breath. “I’m sorry for everything I have caused you.”

A sudden sound in the sky got her attention, turning to see a Star Destroyer having already made it through the Stratosphere. Announcing the reinforcements finally having arrived. Looking back at you, Ahsoka found your eyes still staring at her.

“You are the reason Darth Galen was born.”

Ahsoka felt her eyes grow wide as she stood to her feet, backing away as she watched you force pull your helmet towards you. A small groan slipped from your lips as you tiredly slipped it over your head. A hissing sound was heard faintly as you sighed distortedly. “Darth Galen is all that remains.”

She bit her bottom lip, stepping back when you shakily got to your feet. Nearly tumbling to the ground the heavy weight of your torso. It hurt her seeing you like this. Hearing that the man she once knew was now replaced with a fouler and inhumane being. She had missed you desperately and had been willing to do anything to get you back. But this was not what she had wanted.

Letting out a sob, Ahsoka shook her head. “Then my love is truly dead.” You stumbled towards her, growling as you activated your lightsabre. Her face scrunched up in sorrow, turning her head away as she forced pushed you. Heard a loud crash as she finally turned to see your body lying within a pile of rubble, rocks over top of your body with your helmet visor still able to be seen.

With pursed lips, tears streaming down her cheeks, she picked up your lightsabre. Shaking her head as reinforcements were finally landing and helping the injured troops get onto LAATs. But her head turned back to yours, able to still see your chest gently rising and falling. “Goodbye, Darth Galen.”

She began to walk away, a LAAT landing with Rex standing at the edge waiting to help her up.

But she stopped upon hearing your yell. “Tano!” It shook the ground as you continued to be pinned under the rocks. “Face me! Kill me!”

With a heavy heart, Ahsoka ignored you, getting onto the ship and watching you as the shuttle lifted off the ground. Unable to shake away the pain felt and only able to hear your desperate yell in the distance as she flew away.

“Ahsoka!”

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