Dreams are never good for jedi. Always they are promises of evil days yet to come. Ahsoka's was no different.
Blood and fire flowed like a fountain while two Sith lords paraded in front of clone troopers down the temple steps. Jedi bodies floated face down with burn marks, marks made by blaster and saber."Run... run little jedi. Hide... hide before the end. For the Order is at hand." Disembodied voices echoed off the temple walls. She ran as they instructed, then she saw a face, Lux's face. Her heart skipped a beat as she approached him,only to see the hollow vacant stare as he held this blaster up. Firing at her, she turned enough to only get grazzed as she forced him back into the wall. Tears ran from her face, as the pain in her heart forced Ahsoka to her knees. If you couldn't trust someone you loved who could you trust. The thought turned her into a ball of pure depression. A strong hand fell onto her shoulder, she looked up from her grief, finding Rex's gloved hand gently squeezing her shaking shoulder. "We'll get through this,together. " She grasped him to her like a life buey. Finding in him a safe harbour as she cried her heart out into his warm arms.
Waking on the small transport, she sat up on the stretcher and threw off the blanket, only to blanch in surprise.She'd forgotten in dreaming that she now only had one true leg. Pulling the blanket back into place she layed back down and silently cried herself to sleep.
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chapter 3
Rex looked out the window in his quarters on the starship back to Courasant. Two more days on that blasted rock had cost him another six men and for what! He thought. For an ideal that men, clones, like him would never achieve. Freedom. Freedom was only for true people-not for the likes of him and his brothern.
Rex turned to his special case, that sat like a load stone on his bed. Opening it the tags bounced lightly as he took the somewhat worn and bloodstained new addictions from his side belt. How could so many of his brothers already be reduced to only tags in so short a time. Placing the case back into the compartment under his bed he stretched out on the bed. The depressive thoughts he put behind the massively build mental wall. Where the hell was Ahsoka when he needed her? Rex thought as he tucked his arms behind his head. Her funny face and banter were always there trying to make the best of a bad situation. He weakly smiled, even in the face of her own amputation, she's tried to spin it. Memories of their missions and the talks after how each one had gone and the outrageously crazy outfits they'd put up with from time to time. Ahsoka always made him feel like his life meant something, as if it had purpose. As if he, himself was important as a person. Of course all memories can't be good, and that brought up Lux. Yes, Lux the seperatist punk. Who'd not only stolen a kiss from Ahsoka, had then shared a certain comfort with her when they had trained a group of rebels. Anger forced Rex nearly to bounce from his bed, to pace the floor. Though it wasn't as if he'd conffessed to her his feelings, as it sat Jedi were forbiden to make attachments of that kind. He wasn't the kind of man to be tossed aside nor was he the kind to treat her like that.
Stang! He felt sick.Damned memories should'v e been left alone he thought as he headed for the small med kit on the wall. Nothing quite killed what he'd drudged up then a drug induced knock-out. Returning to his bed he swallowed the pill.Unfortunately, he dreamt. Dreams of a damned man who reached for what may never be.
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Chapter four
"I need to get back to the line!" Ahsoka screamed at Anakin. Anakin's face turned red, with embarrassment as they were in Padame's kitchen. "No, you need to learn how to use that leg a hell of a lot better, before I risk putting you and others in danger. As it is you have trouble keeping it from jamming, which would become a liability on the battlefield."
"He's right Ahsoka, if it would jam during as assult you or anyone who tries to rescue you would be in danger of getting killed." Padame calmly said as she laid a hand on the hot tempered padawan's shoulder. Anakin nodded. "Trust me it won't seem so long, before you're back on the front lines. Kamino's training courses are the right facilities to test your new leg. If you excell quickly enough through the course, Ani won't have anything to say. Isn't that right Anakin."
Grummbling Anakin nodded. Ahsoka crossing her arms retorted. " Alright but I don't want anyone showing up before I'm ready. O.K."
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Chapter five
"Reports have the Republic victorious at Bohain and Gernova. Unfortunate, but their losses are so great it'll take them time to rebuild their forces."Darth Sideous image flickered as he spoke to Count Dooku and General Grievious."Yes I found the reports troubling.They also contained images of Skywalker's padawan dying." Count Dooku related."She wasn't killed, but perhaps out for the duration of this war. How are those new mines coming along?" Replyed Sideous.Gripping his cloaks clasp General Greivious coughed out."Testing will be starting after this meeting.I trust Count Dooku will report our progress."
"Excellent. I'll be waiting."As their master's image faded away, Dooku looked at Grievous."Whom did you find to test the mine on?" Grievous' laughter gratted on his ears."That splinter group of jedi scum we found helping war refugees." Dooku frowned at Grievous. "I don't like this, we could use them to our advantage instead of wasting their talent." At this General Grievous grabbed Count Dooku by the collar."Maybe you'd like to take thier place?" His breath nearly gaging Dooku as the Count flattened his adversary against the wall using the dark force powers he had. Opening his collar Dooku coughed."If you ever try it again, I will crush you til there's nothing left of you. You will wait as I discuss options with our master,before you comence with the testing." Twirling his cloak Dooku headed out of the room, to his ship waiting for him in the space dock. As Grievous peeled himself from the wall,he thought how soon would it be before the wyrm turned and Dooku no longer held his strings.
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chapter six
Ahsoka sat on the examinering room table as the native kamino doctor sat in a chair next to her."This leg should fit you better then the last. The extenders will allow for growth-if you should grow taller." She'd been there,Kamino, for four weeks. Not an easy four weeks either. The young clones either seemed morbidly curious about the war or overly helpful. Some of the older clones smirked behind her back, reminding her jedi were seen as something socially higher on the food chain.The training field had been a mixture of embarrassment and anger. In other words her mech leg kept in combination of either falling off or jamming during training runs. Those who had befriended her would take commical bets on how far she'd make it through the course before things went wrong, which they always did. When she wasn't being embarrassed on the field, she found herself enjoying her classes and the cadets. Bomb class, or boom class as her clone friend Sharpshot liked to call it . Instucted to not use her powers, Ahsoka found she was a natural with explosives and could detect, take down, build or detonate any number of ordinances.
"We of course will want you to try out your new leg, before the evaluation." Shaking her head clear, Ahsoka shook her new leg,and flexed the ankle. The polished white metal shined like a new born star while the blue strip matched her head stripes. The doctor made her run on the tread mill before he o.k.ed her to leave his office. Truely a piece of pure beauty, no troubles Ahsoka thought as she walked from the waiting room."Hey Ahsoka,new leg.Looks great, how does it feel?" Sharpshot clapped her on her shoulder. Ahsoka laught, looking suddenly up at her friend."Hey, you're back. You're back large my friend. " Sharp laught. "Yah, but really do you think this one will succeed where other's have failed." He said grimmly."Yes, Sharp, and I'm ready to make back some of those credits I lost earlier."
Ahsoka grabbed at his long strands of hair. Batting her hand away he smiled." Yah, yah I'm headed for the barber. Shame really, I liked the shaggy look but you know Kamino's gota be neat and tidy. Aren't those the colors of the 501st? " Ahsoka blushed." Yah, their my guys, when I'm on the field. Just wanted to make sure it matched my armour when I go back."
"Bet you can't wait to get a little payback."
Ahsoka frowned in thought. " Ya know if I would never have lost my leg I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't know you or been able to test myself without my jedi abilities. So in a way I owe one to the tinnny that placed that mine there."
"Man are you crazy, but at least your on our side. Oh, here's my stop. See you on the training course. I'm sure we can scare up some suckers for a bet." Laughing he entered into the barber shop.
Blood and fire flowed like a fountain while two Sith lords paraded in front of clone troopers down the temple steps. Jedi bodies floated face down with burn marks, marks made by blaster and saber."Run... run little jedi. Hide... hide before the end. For the Order is at hand." Disembodied voices echoed off the temple walls. She ran as they instructed, then she saw a face, Lux's face. Her heart skipped a beat as she approached him,only to see the hollow vacant stare as he held this blaster up. Firing at her, she turned enough to only get grazzed as she forced him back into the wall. Tears ran from her face, as the pain in her heart forced Ahsoka to her knees. If you couldn't trust someone you loved who could you trust. The thought turned her into a ball of pure depression. A strong hand fell onto her shoulder, she looked up from her grief, finding Rex's gloved hand gently squeezing her shaking shoulder. "We'll get through this,together. " She grasped him to her like a life buey. Finding in him a safe harbour as she cried her heart out into his warm arms.
Waking on the small transport, she sat up on the stretcher and threw off the blanket, only to blanch in surprise.She'd forgotten in dreaming that she now only had one true leg. Pulling the blanket back into place she layed back down and silently cried herself to sleep.
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chapter 3
Rex looked out the window in his quarters on the starship back to Courasant. Two more days on that blasted rock had cost him another six men and for what! He thought. For an ideal that men, clones, like him would never achieve. Freedom. Freedom was only for true people-not for the likes of him and his brothern.
Rex turned to his special case, that sat like a load stone on his bed. Opening it the tags bounced lightly as he took the somewhat worn and bloodstained new addictions from his side belt. How could so many of his brothers already be reduced to only tags in so short a time. Placing the case back into the compartment under his bed he stretched out on the bed. The depressive thoughts he put behind the massively build mental wall. Where the hell was Ahsoka when he needed her? Rex thought as he tucked his arms behind his head. Her funny face and banter were always there trying to make the best of a bad situation. He weakly smiled, even in the face of her own amputation, she's tried to spin it. Memories of their missions and the talks after how each one had gone and the outrageously crazy outfits they'd put up with from time to time. Ahsoka always made him feel like his life meant something, as if it had purpose. As if he, himself was important as a person. Of course all memories can't be good, and that brought up Lux. Yes, Lux the seperatist punk. Who'd not only stolen a kiss from Ahsoka, had then shared a certain comfort with her when they had trained a group of rebels. Anger forced Rex nearly to bounce from his bed, to pace the floor. Though it wasn't as if he'd conffessed to her his feelings, as it sat Jedi were forbiden to make attachments of that kind. He wasn't the kind of man to be tossed aside nor was he the kind to treat her like that.
Stang! He felt sick.Damned memories should'v e been left alone he thought as he headed for the small med kit on the wall. Nothing quite killed what he'd drudged up then a drug induced knock-out. Returning to his bed he swallowed the pill.Unfortunately, he dreamt. Dreams of a damned man who reached for what may never be.
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Chapter four
"I need to get back to the line!" Ahsoka screamed at Anakin. Anakin's face turned red, with embarrassment as they were in Padame's kitchen. "No, you need to learn how to use that leg a hell of a lot better, before I risk putting you and others in danger. As it is you have trouble keeping it from jamming, which would become a liability on the battlefield."
"He's right Ahsoka, if it would jam during as assult you or anyone who tries to rescue you would be in danger of getting killed." Padame calmly said as she laid a hand on the hot tempered padawan's shoulder. Anakin nodded. "Trust me it won't seem so long, before you're back on the front lines. Kamino's training courses are the right facilities to test your new leg. If you excell quickly enough through the course, Ani won't have anything to say. Isn't that right Anakin."
Grummbling Anakin nodded. Ahsoka crossing her arms retorted. " Alright but I don't want anyone showing up before I'm ready. O.K."
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Chapter five
"Reports have the Republic victorious at Bohain and Gernova. Unfortunate, but their losses are so great it'll take them time to rebuild their forces."Darth Sideous image flickered as he spoke to Count Dooku and General Grievious."Yes I found the reports troubling.They also contained images of Skywalker's padawan dying." Count Dooku related."She wasn't killed, but perhaps out for the duration of this war. How are those new mines coming along?" Replyed Sideous.Gripping his cloaks clasp General Greivious coughed out."Testing will be starting after this meeting.I trust Count Dooku will report our progress."
"Excellent. I'll be waiting."As their master's image faded away, Dooku looked at Grievous."Whom did you find to test the mine on?" Grievous' laughter gratted on his ears."That splinter group of jedi scum we found helping war refugees." Dooku frowned at Grievous. "I don't like this, we could use them to our advantage instead of wasting their talent." At this General Grievous grabbed Count Dooku by the collar."Maybe you'd like to take thier place?" His breath nearly gaging Dooku as the Count flattened his adversary against the wall using the dark force powers he had. Opening his collar Dooku coughed."If you ever try it again, I will crush you til there's nothing left of you. You will wait as I discuss options with our master,before you comence with the testing." Twirling his cloak Dooku headed out of the room, to his ship waiting for him in the space dock. As Grievous peeled himself from the wall,he thought how soon would it be before the wyrm turned and Dooku no longer held his strings.
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chapter six
Ahsoka sat on the examinering room table as the native kamino doctor sat in a chair next to her."This leg should fit you better then the last. The extenders will allow for growth-if you should grow taller." She'd been there,Kamino, for four weeks. Not an easy four weeks either. The young clones either seemed morbidly curious about the war or overly helpful. Some of the older clones smirked behind her back, reminding her jedi were seen as something socially higher on the food chain.The training field had been a mixture of embarrassment and anger. In other words her mech leg kept in combination of either falling off or jamming during training runs. Those who had befriended her would take commical bets on how far she'd make it through the course before things went wrong, which they always did. When she wasn't being embarrassed on the field, she found herself enjoying her classes and the cadets. Bomb class, or boom class as her clone friend Sharpshot liked to call it . Instucted to not use her powers, Ahsoka found she was a natural with explosives and could detect, take down, build or detonate any number of ordinances.
"We of course will want you to try out your new leg, before the evaluation." Shaking her head clear, Ahsoka shook her new leg,and flexed the ankle. The polished white metal shined like a new born star while the blue strip matched her head stripes. The doctor made her run on the tread mill before he o.k.ed her to leave his office. Truely a piece of pure beauty, no troubles Ahsoka thought as she walked from the waiting room."Hey Ahsoka,new leg.Looks great, how does it feel?" Sharpshot clapped her on her shoulder. Ahsoka laught, looking suddenly up at her friend."Hey, you're back. You're back large my friend. " Sharp laught. "Yah, but really do you think this one will succeed where other's have failed." He said grimmly."Yes, Sharp, and I'm ready to make back some of those credits I lost earlier."
Ahsoka grabbed at his long strands of hair. Batting her hand away he smiled." Yah, yah I'm headed for the barber. Shame really, I liked the shaggy look but you know Kamino's gota be neat and tidy. Aren't those the colors of the 501st? " Ahsoka blushed." Yah, their my guys, when I'm on the field. Just wanted to make sure it matched my armour when I go back."
"Bet you can't wait to get a little payback."
Ahsoka frowned in thought. " Ya know if I would never have lost my leg I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't know you or been able to test myself without my jedi abilities. So in a way I owe one to the tinnny that placed that mine there."
"Man are you crazy, but at least your on our side. Oh, here's my stop. See you on the training course. I'm sure we can scare up some suckers for a bet." Laughing he entered into the barber shop.
