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The cell she had lived in for the past seven years was not dark nor dingy and damp or even that small. In fact, the cell was white and quite large. It was twenty square feet, plenty of room for her to move about in. She was fed three square meals a day, had a fairly comfortable shelf for a bed and could do whatever she wanted, as long as she didn't attack the guards or try to escape. Since she was still a prisoner, a powerful one.

It had been seven long years since she had seen either of her padawans, Katooni and Petro, and she could sense they had been lost without her at first, but now they had come into their own. But it wasn't hard to guess that they were still looking for her, wondering where their Master had been taken after the attack. She sighed at the memories she had of them, way back from the Clone Wars, when they had saved her from Pirates after they had attacked their ship. They were all she had as she sat meditating in the cell, so full of light yet so alone and quiet. Her only ever visitors being the Inquisitors.

A wave hit her through the force, full of childlike terror and fear. They were strong in the force, that much was clear, trained from a young age perhaps. But something about the signature was familiar, even though she swore she had never felt this particular presence before in her life. Well, except on Polis Massa, but it couldn't be….could it? Could this be one of the children she saw born there? She banished the thought immediately. If that were true, if this was one of them….She felt utterly sorry for the men posted there.

Her meditation was interrupted by the door opening, an officer and two stormtroopers, holding a young fourteen year old girl between them, who was struggling valiantly against them to no avail. The sight of this quickly angered her, it had been too long since she had let loose on Imperial troops. Sometimes it was hard to believe she ever took the path she did, turning to the Dark Side to gain mastery over both sides of the force, it meant she had less control than before.

"What do you think you're doing? Bringing a kid here?" She growled at them, baring her sharp canines. "Have you no soul?"

"We are under the orders of Darth Vainis. Release her into the cell, the Inquisitor will be here soon."

They shoved her inside, making the girl lose her balance and fall face first to the floor. She got up and brushed herself off as the soldiers exited the cell, determined to regain at least some of her dignity. She was human, obviously, with silky shoulder-length brown hair and her eyes were a deep brown. They reminded the Togruta of a senator she once knew way back when.

"Are you OK?" She asked the human softly.

"I'm fine." The girl looked at the cells other occupant. She studied the togruta. Orange skin, distinctive markings, blue and white patterned lekku. "Who are you?"

"I'm Ahsoka. Ahsoka Tano."

"I know you, my father talks about you all the time. You were a jedi, like him." The girl mentioned, recognising the name her father would never stop comparing her to.

"Does he? You know who I am, so what's your name?"

"I'm Leia. Leia Sky-"

"-walker." Ahsoka finished. "The daughter of Anakin and Padmé Skywalker. The Jedi and the Senator."

"And you're my father's former padawan. I thought I recognised you from somewhere." Ahsoka was shocked that her former master would even talk about her, considering what happened on Mustafar when she had knocked some sense into him. He had allowed her some time to wish Padmé well and all that, considering that the two were friends. So it was a bit of a surprise that Leia knew who she was.

"What do you mean?"

"He has many holopics of the two of you from the clone war. Including the album you gave him for life-day."

"He kept that?"

"Well, yeah. He looks through it when he's sad or upset and needs to calm down and remember the good times."

Ahsoka smiled faintly. She remembered making that album for almost a week, it took her a while to find all the embarrassing photos, but Obi-Wan was very helpful in the distraction department that afternoon. It was fun, and Padmé had fun keeping him away from the temple and giving her holopics as well. They had made a great team, but it was hard remembering those days. The happiness from times gone by made her very emotional at the best of times. She longed for a time where she would be free from this prison, sitting quietly somewhere, doing nothing. Like before the Clone Wars.

"I was meant to be making my lightsaber right now. Luke's probably going to finish his before me, it's not fair."

"The Force works in mysterious way, although that's what I was told when the council 'apologised' to me. Maybe you're here for a reason."

"I miss them already. Mom would fuss over our minor injuries and Dad would tell us these amazing war stories. Many of them, you were saving his butt." Leia giggled solemnly. "I wish he were here now."

"He'll come for you, just like my apprentices will come for me."

The days past slowly after their first conversation, with each passing day Leia became a little more withdrawn, only coming out of her protective little bubble to tend to Ahsoka's increasingly severe injuries after her sessions with the Inquisitors. They would bond like that, talking about their injuries, as if they were nothing but a regular occurrence. Leia would tell the togruta stories about how she and her brother would get injured climbing trees and cliffs, while Ahsoka would return them with stories about some of the wounds she had acquired from the War, and from when she was a nosy little youngling.

Other than that, the youngling would refuse communication. Ahsoka could sense she was slowly loosing hope, and wished she could do something to reassure the girl, but she had been stuck in the prison for seven years, and herself had given up all hope of rescue. But something about the little Skywalker girl made her hope again. She could, just about, feel the outside again. Her apprentices were near. They were coming, and soon they would be out of this hell hole.

Ahsoka could see how the past few weeks had affected Leia. It was a hard transition to make, especially for a fourteen year old youngling, going from a free existence to a life in chains. It reminded Ahsoka of the times sixteen years before, when she herself was thrust into the Clone War, where it was scrap droids or die. It was hard, and the danger and intensity of it all had certainly caught up with her after the mess with the Hutts. She recalled being stressed for weeks at a time without at break, and for months after that first mission her dreams had become nightmares until the healers at the temple had given her something to help.

As Leia became quieter, the young human began to brood on her bunk on the other side of the room or began pacing frantically muttering barely legible words or phrases. Ahsoka would discreetly watch over the girl, keeping a close her on her as an meditated or completed menial tasks. It was during one of these meditation sessions in which the youngling finally exploded.

"Why aren't they here yet?" Leia whined loudly. "Dad said he was able to find us in a matter of hours when Mom gave birth."

"You seem to have inherited your father's patience." Ahsoka joked, coming out of her meditative state.

"It's not funny." Leia grumbled.

"May I suggest Meditation? It's been my only comfort these past few years."

"Dad never forced us into meditation, and I've never really been interested by it."

"Meaning you've never done it longer than half an hour." The togruta replied before slowly getting to her feet to face the fourteen year old, who had her arms crossed sassily.

"Maybe."

Ahsoka pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed, she had a lot of work to do if Leia was to be ready when their rescue finally came, it was almost like teaching some of the younglings she had come across all over again. She knew the Anakin had given up hope, in fact she could tell that he thought Leia was dead, killed by Vainis. It took time but Ahsoka was able to look into their teacher-student bond without alerting him to her prying. She saw that Luke had indeed finished his lightsaber, and both father and son wanted revenge for the supposed "death" of Leia. Despite the apparent weakness of their bond, Ahsoka could see more than you'd think. She could still feel Anakin's emotions at seeing Padmé so upset, and it angered her.

"Look, I know you want him to find you Leia but you need to be patient. I have these past seven years, my apprentices are close to freeing us and they are powerful, they've been searching for all this time and only getting somewhere now. Be patient, Anakin will come."

Ahsoka hated to lie to the girl, but right now she needed hope that her family would find her soon. She would tell Leia the truth when they got out, and then Leia could make her choice s to what she would do. She wanted to get Leia out first though, that was the priority when Katooni and Petro arrived. She smiled and continued. "Come and sit down next to me, I'll show you how to meditate."

Ahsoka went and sat down again, not surprised when Leia sat next to her moments later in the same position. She closed her eyes and listened closely to Leia's breathing, noticing the subtle changes that could only be detected by her Montrals. She immersed herself slightly into the force, using it to sense if Leia's attempt to calm herself was working. When it became clear that it was becoming very hard for the youngling to concentrate on stretching into the currents in the Force. Ahsoka reached out to her mind, sending calm, soothing feelings to the girl. Instantly she could feel a change in Leia's meditation.

Leia couldn't stop worrying about how long until her father came to get her out of the prison, she was also worried about not completing her lightsaber. They were going to head off to Ilum to get their crystals when the Empire attacked and managed to get their filthy hands on her, and it annoyed her that she couldn't finish the weapon that her father wielded. In amongst her mental turmoil, calming waves came from the Force, allowing her to banish her worries and slowly she was able to meditate. It was surprising, she had never been able to have a meditation session, rare as they were, without getting frustrated on her thoughts. She didn't know how long she sat meditating. It was...nice. She felt calm, it was amazing. It was, until she was pulled out of her tranquil state by Ahsoka.

"Leia the Inquisitors are coming. Quickly, to your bunk."

Ahsoka had explained why Leia needed to be on her side when the Inquisitor cam for the togruta when she first tended the older woman since her arrival. It was simple, if she was too close to Ahsoka, then she run the risk of being hurt herself and Ahsoka had stated that she couldn't let that happen. Leia rushed over and sat on her bunk, looking at the chrono on the wall. She saw it and realised that hours had passed, she had been meditating for over five hours! It was incredible. She would ask Ahsoka about it after this "session" she resolved.

The door opened. They expected to see Inquisitor Nirlox, a cathar with an attitude problem, but instead the person who entered made Leia internally quiver with fear. She refused to show her fear outwardly, her mother had told her it was important to remain calm on the outside if you were to get anything done.

"Hello ladies." He said. He was a korun human, completely bald and eyes red like a leigreks, his height adding to his imposing atmosphere. The last time Ahsoka had seen him, she had cut off his left arm before she was detained. Before that, he had been a powerful Jedi Master, one of the best combatants in the Order. It was a wonder she was able to get through his defense, even with her mastery in both sides of the Force.

"Master Windu. Why are you here, Palpatine bored with you already?"

"I see your jokes are no better than your master's, oh wait he stopped being your master when you were kicked out of the order."

Ahsoka growled. "I no longer care about that Windu."

"I'm not Mace Windu. Not anymore."

"No, you're Darth Vainis. You're a monster. You turned to the Darkside."

"So did you." He countered.

"I had a reason, It was part of my path to Mustafar. Yours is purely for your lust for power when Sidious manipulated you after his scheme with Anakin failed." She growled back.

"Guards, take Padawan Tano to the Interrogation Room." He stated simply as he walked out, leaving the two stormtroopers to cuff the angry togruta and take her to the room she no longer feared, not since the fifth time she was introduced to the instruments of the inquisitors. She calmly walked out of the cell, listening to each step as it was taken until all but Leia were outside the cell. She could sense Leia's fear for her, but something was off about it as the door closed behind them. A brief warning from the Force was all she had before pain pulsed through her body. Sith Lighting. It was moments before her vision began to blacken from the sheer intensity of the dark emotions. It had been years since she had felt anything as dark as this, back on Mustafar she had convinced Anakin to turn back to the light and embrace both sides, which he'd clearly had not done, when Windu had interfered and she had near enough removed his leg. Now she could barely see anything as the darkness overcame her weakened form and she fell into a fitful unconsciousness.

Leia wanted to scream as the door closed, she felt her anger boil up slightly, but remembered her father telling her how anger always led to the Dark Side. She took a few breaths and thought hard, trying to figure out why the force was telling her something big was about to happen. Had her father found them? Had he come at last to rescue her? What was it? She didn't know. She decided to meditate, seeing as how much time had passed when she had tried it just then. So she sat down where she had before and took a breath. Then another. And another. Already she could feel the boredom and the frustrations that usually came to her during meditation begin to rise up within and start to send her off balance.

But this time she didn't give up. She took another breath, and concentrated. She picked up the on residual calmness left from the previous five hours of meditation, and used that as a seed from which to grow her own. Leia envisioned the calm as seed, a seed which begin to grow, roots coiling out into the fertile soil of her mind. But something was off about the calmness she was growing, she could sense it. There was a taint there, not exactly a dark taint but it wasn't as light as Master Yoda had said it should be. Another breath. it carried on like that, breathing and growing, for a long time as she sat there.

Eventually she was yet again forced to stop meditation as the door opened, and a what looked to be a fragile skeleton flung in. Leia didn't hesitate, she rushed to the togruta and began tending to the worst wounds. A lightsaber to the shoulder, a blaster to the leg and lighting burns all over. This session had been by far the ruffest the youngling had come across. It didn't take long to apply bacta to the correct places. Not did it take long to check for any other signs of damage. What did take long however, was getting the unconscious togruta into her bunk. Despite her relatively small size, Ahsoka was quite heavy. The woman groaned, Leia could see the collar which now sat around her neck. It took some effort, but eventually Leia was able to lay Ahsoka down.

"I'm...going to kill Windu one day…" Ahsoka muttered as she woke up dazed.

"Not very Jedi like…." Leia tried to joke.

"I'm not a Jedi….so it doesn't matter."

Ahsoka awkwardly sat up on her bunk, noticing the bandages and nodded a thanks before leaning back against the wall.

"Ahsoka?"

"Yeah?"

"What happened between you and my father? Why did that guy say you turned to the darkside?"

"Because I did, but you don't want to know what happened between me and Anakin Leia, you're not ready for that yet…"

"Please? I want to know."

Ahsoka sighed. She wasn't going to hear the end of this any time soon and she was sure that Leia had inherited her father's lack of patience, as well as his stubbornness. She contemplated the whether or not it would be a good idea to tell Leia the story. Would it hurt that much Leia was to know what happened? The story behind everything? It could hurt Leia's relationship with Anakin, yes, but she said so herself that the force works in Mysterious ways and right now it was telling her to recount the story as best she could.

"Fine. Where do you want to me to start?"

"How about…..the Temple? The attack?"

"As you wish. Coruscant was busy, as usual…."

The city skies of Coruscant was filled with speeders, flying high in every direction unaware of the terror about to because below. Ahsoka stood watching from a distance, projecting into the force what was necessary to make the Jedi Temple fell alive and unsuspecting of the atrocity that was to begin within the next few minutes. She narrowed her half-yellowed eyes at the sun, it was not a day for such a symbolism of happiness to be shining. Then she heard it, the sickeningly perfect synchronised marching of hundreds of Clone Troopers. She looked upon them as the marched steadily, their leader in his brown robes.

She sneered, but kept her presence expertly hidden from him. This was going to be a difficult fight, but not impossible to win and she was ready for it. Her training had lead up to this moment. This moment would define the Galaxy's future for good or for ill. It was time. She silently crept along the rooftops, using the force to mask her presence both physically and mentally, as if she were nothing but a shadow.

Ahsoka watched as the robed figure led his forces into the temple. and she watched as each trooper marched in without a word of protest. Without a word at all. It didn't take long for her to enter the temple from up high, she used the force to move silently a quickly to it. Once inside, through the deliberately unsecured ventilation shaft she moved to watch the figure in the entrance hall pacing frantically with frustration.

"I want them found! Secure all exits! Do not stop until every Jedi is dead!" The figure bellowed in anger. He certainly wasn't expecting the Temple to be near empty. His soldier scurried off to carry out their orders, none of them wishing to face his wrath if they were to hesitate or fail. Ahsoka waited for them to leave before pressing a button on her gauntlet, almost instantly blaster fire could be heard as the droids activated and begin to, not kill but knock out and injure the clones.

The figure drew his lightsaber. Without a sound Ahsoka dropped down onto the floor behind him, the remaining clones pointing their weapons at her. She stood facing the figure, her own robe covering her identity for only a short while longer as the blue blade was pointed aggressively at her. She watched as the figure removed his robe, she would have been surprised had she not have witnessed the incident in the Chancellor's office. Anakin stood there, but he was no longer Anakin.

"Show yourself Jedi scum." She removed her robe. He seemed startled, the Jedi had not seen or heard from her in months since she had left. He observed her. Ahsoka had changed much. She was taller, leaner, her lekku and montrals bigger. Her muscles were barely visible, but added to her now almost intimidating aura. The biggest change, he noted, was the eyes. They were a mix between her regular eye colour and the yellow of the dark side.

"Ahsoka," he lowered his saber a little "what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to stop your madness." She growled, pulling her own sabers and igniting them.

"The Jedi betrayed the Republic Snips, they must pay for their crimes."

"The only one who has betrayed the Republic here is you Anakin."

"Then so be it." He raised his weapon. "If you are not with me, then you are against me, and if you are against me then you are my enemy."

"Don't make me do this Skyguy."

"Then join me Ahsoka, and together, master and apprentice we can build an Empire."

She paused a moment, but the determined look in her eye never ceased as she kept her eyes aimed directly at him. Sure, she could take him up on the offer, but what was the point in leaving the galaxy in total darkness? He was new to the dark side, she had near enough mastered it. It wouldn't feel right, learning from a man who's only experience with the dark side was his occasional bursts of anger or lust for revenge.

"No Anakin, I can't let you do this."

"Then you give me no choice Ahsoka. It didn't have to be like this."

"Yes. It did."

They stood there, standing and staring at each other for a moment which dragged on for hours. Eventually Anakin, ever the restless fighter, charged. In moments Ahsoka was out of his way and swinging her shoto at his back, but unlike him, she wasn't aiming to kill, she only wished to disable him. He sensed her quick response to his charge and spun immediately, blocking her shoto and pushing it away violently. They began to dance, their movements fluid and elegant. Thier sabers clashed. A flurry of colours clashing. A deadly dance.

They were evenly matched. Perfectly anticipating each other's moves like a performance well rehearsed a hundred times. He attacked. She blocked. She struck. He Parried. Each movement was known by the other. Master versus Student. Brother versus Sister. Him versus Her. They kept fighting, neither giving in to the other, neither gaining anything. Clones watched as they fought, staying out of the way of the two fearsome combatants. Thier blades swung wildly, until finally one caught a break and used it. Anakin brought his blade in from the right, but just as Ahsoka moved to block he flicked his blade upward, cutting her arm.

"Ah!" She pulled back and clutched the wound before looking at him coldly.

"Give up snips, and you can still join me."

"You've failed Anakin. Your mission here, you've failed."

"I don't think so Snips...my troopers have wiped out the Jedi now."

"Wrong." She placed her weapons back on her belt, still holding her arm. "They're safe. I took them away from here. They're gone. You've failed."

"Sergeant, tell me this isn't true."

"I….I-i'm sorry sir….but all we've found were droids made to look like Jedi sir." The Clone answered.

Anakin looked at Ashoka. "Why? Why would you save them? They betrayed you!"

"No Anakin, the Council betrayed me...not the innocents." Clones circled her, holding their blasters toward her. She could sense their fear. "Tell them to stand down Anakin."

"No. Men, keep your blasters trained on her."

"Why Anakin? Why turn?"

"Padmé, she'll die if I don't do this...I can't let that happen." He stalked forward a little toward her.

"I can save her Anakin, turning wont..."

"You don't know that Ahsoka, you don't know you can...only my new powers can save her."

"You know he's lying Anakin! The last time I tried to stop one of my visions, it came true anyway! You remember when I had a vision of Padmé? When she was going to Alderaan?" She looked at him through calmly angry eyes.

"Y-yes…"

"I meditated and I remembered that vision do you know what I saw?"

He raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to tell him.

"I saw that the vision, didn't show her getting killed. I showed her getting injured."

"W-what?" He looked down, lowering his saber for a moment. She could sense something beginning to change in him, his aura getting lighter for a moment in realisation before the light was forced away. She shivered. She felt cold. "You're lying," he growled, "The Force wants me to save her, it knows the only way to do that is with the darkside."

"Then you are truly lost. He's using you, and you can't see it!"

He snapped his head up to look at her, the fire in his eyes renewed. Vader raised his saber, she didn't flinch or look at it with any fear. "Then I'm sorry for what I must do, but you must die with the Jedi."

As he launched himself at her, a force sent him flying back into a pillar on the other side of the Temple's main entrance. The clones started shooting without a thought, aiming at their former Commander. Ahsoka deflected the shoots as they came seeking cover behind one of the other pillars. Shots continued to pound the walls around her. Taking a breath she closed her eyes and through the force looked at the temple as if she wasn't behind the pillar and concentrated. In a matter of moments the Clones had stopped shooting.

Carefully looking around the pillar, she smirked as she looked upon all the unconscious clones who had fallen unceremoniously onto the floor. Another scan of the room revealed what she had guessed. Anakin-slash-Vader had disappeared. She pulled out her holocom and activated it. A masked figure appeared in the holo-image.

"Tano, you stop him?"

"He got away."

"And the clones?"

"Out cold."

"I'll send some droids to pick them up, remove their chips."

"Got it, I'll secure the area."

The figure nodded once. "Ventress out."

The holo disappeared. Ahsoka placed the holocom back on her before before picking up her hold comlink and pressing the button she never thought she would use again.

"Anakin. If you can hear me, I'm coming for you. I will not stop. There is not a place in the galaxy you can hide from this. Mark my words, if I can't make you see reason. I will kill you."

Ok, so that's it for this chapter. Hope you enjoyed it!

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