From Darkness - A Rexsoka Story

Chapter 2

"See you soon."

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Ahsoka lay on the plasteroid bench that was the only furnishings in the small cell. She was bored, but her restraints hadn't been removed. So she decided to meditate.

She sat cross-legged in the centre of the room and breathed deeply.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Then she reached out her mind. She knew she couldn't go too far, because otherwise she would get force burn. She felt all of the life forms within a 25 meter radius around her.

There were lots of clones, and not many prisoners. She reached a little further. She could feel a familiar presence, just out of reach.

She went further, inching closer and closer to the life form. Suddenly she felt hot. Too hot. She retracted, trying to get back into har body before the force burn set in too much.

She could feel it getting hotter and hotter. Then it burned her and she was thrown out of her meditation, gasping for air.

Ahsoka tentatively felt the force and it burned her. She let out a yelp, then growled. She was so close, yet so far. It was annoying.

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After resting for a few hours, Ahsoka was awoken by Rex.

"Ahsoka, we've landed. I'm taking you to the holding cell while the Jedi and the senate work out what to do with you."

"Oh ok," was all she replied with.

She stood up and streched, her bones clicking. Then she followed Rex out of the door, up the turbo-lift and onto a landing pad.

"Urm... Rex, where are we?" Ahsoka asked, gaping at the towering skyscrapers.

"Coruscant. The galectic capital city."

"Woah," she breathed, "I never thought I would get off that dust ball, let alone come somewhere like this!"

A group of red-clad clones walked over to the pair, as the young togruta stared at the shiny metal walks and glass domes littering the planet wide city.

"We can take her from here," one of the clones said stiffly.

"I'd prefer to stay with Rex. Familiar faces and all that..." she trailed of.

"We all share the same face," came the stoney response from the lead red clone.

"General Skywalker asked me to stay with her, keep an eye on her, make sure she doesn't get into trouble. Speak of the devil, here he comes!"

An annoyed looking Skywalker walked over to the group.

"Is there a problem, Commander Fox?" he questioned.

"Did you ask Rex here to take this-" he looked Ahsoka up and down, "this kid to the holding cell?"

"This kid could rip your throat out if I wanted," growled Ahsoka, bending her knees slightly and baring her teeth.

"I'd like to see you try," scoffed Fox, and a moment lated was knocked to the ground by the tiny togruta girl, baring her teeth and snapping at him. He saw venom drip off her teeth.

"Don't tempt me," Ahsoka smirked, standing up carefully, and looking confused as to why the clones and Skywalker were rolling around laughing.

"You had that coming Fox," gasped Rex.

"So are we going to a cell, or what?" commented Ahsoka, smugly.

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Ahsoka sat in a cell, meditating. At least the cuffs had been taken off, they had started hurting her wrists.

She was ashamed of herself. This was her second cell in less than 24 hours.

A plate of barely cooked meat was shoved through the door. She pounced upon it, wishing it was either fully raw or fully cooked,or at least warm.

It was a good thing she could eat it either way.

Ahsoka carefully placed the plate next to the door. Then she heard a tap-tap-tapping outside the door, along with a powerful force presence.

A few seconds later, the cell door slid open, and a small green creature walked in, leaning on a cane.

"Urm... Who are you?" she asked the creature.

"Grandmaster Yoda of the Jedi order I am," came the reply. He spoke in a high pitched voice.

"How... How can I help you?" Ahsoka stuttered.

He didn't reply to that. Instead he closed his eyes and murmered under his breath, so Ahsoka couldn't hear him. Finally he spoke up.

"Much conflict I sense in you, young one. A draw to the light side you have, but no light you have seen in many years... Many years.." he stated, "give you lessons, a jedi will, but a jedi you will not be. Too old, too old..."

"I.. Ur... Thank you!" exclaimed Ahsoka.

"Now who to pare you with. Hmmmm... Meditate on this, I will. Return tommorow with an answer I will."

Then with that, the little green master stumped out on his stick, leaving behind a throughly confused Ahsoka behind him.

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Ahsoka was awoken by the clatter of a plate. It had another piece of semi-cooked meat on it. She gobbled it up, ripping it to shreds with her fangs.

When she was done, she placed the plate by the door, and sunk into meditation.

After a few hours, Ahsoka heard the familiar tap-tap-tapping of Master Yodas stick.

The door again flew open, and she greeted the Grandmaster with a bow of her head. Then she looked up, and found a pair of annoyed looking eyes glaring at her.

"Found you a master I have, young one," stated Yoda, " A good teacher he will be."

Then Yoda walked out of the cell, and left Ahsoka with the Chosen one.

Anakin Skywalker was her master.

Great. Just great.