Welcome to my new story, and my first ongoing Star Wars story. This story is about Ahsoka's origins on Shili, and I hope to go on all the way to her first year in the Jedi Temple after Plo Koon finds her. Unfortunately, updates will not be regular, but, since this story is being written from my phone, if I do get ahead in writing, updates might be regular in the future. For now, enjoy the first chapter, and feel free to review. I would love for any information I get wrong corrected, or any constructive criticism.
Pronunciations:
Ahsoka's Mom: Nyar (Ny-ar) – 40 standard years
Ahsoka's Dad: Kasai (Ka-Si) "Ky" – 43 standard years
Ahsoka's Sister: Lani (Lah-Nee) – 9 standard years
Ahsoka's Sister: Lia (Lee-Ah) – 9 standard years
Ahsoka's Older Brother: Kanoa (Kan-oh-ah) – 15 standard years
"What do you think is going on in there?" A little Togruta girl asked her siblings, who sat close beside her. Her tiny, almost non-existent lekku twitched, displaying her nervousness. Another, pained scream erupted from the hut behind them.
Frightened, she flinched, hugging her teenage brother, who sat beside her. "Calm down, Lia." He whispered, patting her back. She sniffled.
"I can't Kanoa... I've never heard mom in so much pain.." She whispered. Her twin sister shivered, and hugged Kanoa as well.
"Me neither." She whispered, sniffling. The twin girls were almost identical, in terms of facial markings. Two small circles, right beside each other marked their cheeks, and tiny dots surrounded their eyes. The only difference between the two was the markings on their still-developing montrals and lekku. Lia had red stripes like their mother, and Lani had purple, like their late grandmother.
Kanoa had barely any blue stripes on his lekku, an unusual trait, and the only white that splashed his orange face was confined to the patches on his nose and above his eyes.
The white patches on his forehead crinkled now, the only sign that displayed his worry.
"Don't worry. She delivered us three without any problems. I was only six when she had you two." He told his sisters, trying to distract them.
Lia and Lani looked up at their big brother in wonder, then slowly counted. "You were three years younger then us!" They exclaimed.
The teenager couldn't help but smile, and give a small nod. "Yes. At the time."
They giggled. "Now you're fifteen!" They said.
Their amusement was short-lived. They quickly tensed up at another cry of pain. Somehow, this one seemed different to Kanoa. He risked a peek inside. Was his new sibling here? He jumped when he found himself face to face with his father.
"Boy, I told you to wait outside with your sisters." He said, crossing his arms. Kanoa Knew he wasn't really angry, though.
Before he could reply, a voice called from inside the tent.
"Kasai Tano, don't let those kids wait another second." A healer said as she came out, kneeling next to the kids. She ignored the shocked face of the tribe leader. "Go on in, but be quiet. Your mother is tired, and the baby needs her rest." She said.
"A-a sister?" The twins asked, trying to stop themselves from jumping around in joy. The boy looked to the healer for confirmation. And she nodded.
Another sister.. Another sweet, little sister.
Kanoa didn't even try to stop the smile from spreading across his face.
"Go on." The healer said, and walked off.
The three kids hurried inside, and their father followed after them.
"Ky, Kanoa, Lani, Lia.." The woman inside the hut greeted them with a small smile. Ky kissed his mate. "Nyar." He greeted gently, and asked how she was feeling. The three kids sat down around their mother, listening politely, but mostly trying to take a peek at the bundle in her arms. Their mother laughed. "Kids, this is your new, little sister. Meet Ahsoka." She said.
Kanoa took a small peek at his little sibling, at a loss for words. "She's so small and quiet." He said.
He caught the nervous twitch of his mother's lekku. Lani and Lia were too engrossed in their little sister to notice.
He looked to his father, who gave him a look.
Later.
He nodded, but, inside, he was worried. When the twins were born, they had cried loudly. Louder than anything he had ever heard up until that point.
Ahsoka was silent and still, and, worse, it seemed like she didn't to want to nurse.
"Kanoa? Would you like to hold her?" Nyar asked her son, cutting into his racing thoughts.
He eagerly nodded.
"Me next! Me next!" The twins yelled, prompting Ky to quickly hush them. "Maybe tomorrow, girls, let's go get you ready for bed." He said, and led them out, despite their whispered protests.
Nyar managed to sit up, and gently passed Ahsoka to Kanoa.
He found himself loving her immediately. He could already see blue stripes on what would become her lekku and montrals. She had little white triangles on her cheeks, and white streaked her forehead. Kanoa smiled, kissing her gently.
"Welcome, little sister.." He whispered to her. Nyar smiled at her son, knowing he would always be the best brother, and best friend, he could be for his sisters.
Ahsoka only gave a tiny sigh. His father walked back in.
One question still nagged at Kanoa's mind. "Mom? Dad? Why is she so quiet?" He finally asked.
His parents looked at each other, and his father sat beside him, giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze.
"Well, son. She was born very early. Weeks early." He said, slowly.
Nyar took up, sensing her mate's unease. "The healer says she may always be small and weak." She told her son.
Kanoa's eyes widened. He suddenly knew what they were trying to say. Ahsoka was premature. Many babies that were born early on Shili didn't make it.
He looked down at his baby sister again, and a shiver of fear shot down his spine. He suddenly saw her, weak, sick, and slowly fading away. He blinked away tears, trying to rid himself of the awful image.
Ky squeezed his shoulder again, seeming to sense his son's thoughts.
"We will do everything we can for her, son." He said. "But, in the end, it'll be up to her." Kanoa let out a shaky breath, and cradled Ahsoka closer to him.
I won't let anything happen to you. I promise, little sister. I'll protect you.
After spending a few more minutes with her, Kanoa handed Ahsoka back to his mother, and headed for the hut he shared with his sisters. They pounced on him as soon as he walked in.
"Kanoa! What happened?" They asked. He simply shrugged, sitting down. "I just held her. Asked mom and dad a few things." He said, casually. "Mom says that you might be able to hold her in a few days." He mentioned and they squealed in excitement.
He smiled and rolled his eyes. "Girls, go to sleep." He said. "It's getting late." He added, laying down.
They followed his lead. "It's just so exciting, I don't think I can!" Lia whispered.
"Yeah! A baby sister!" Lani picked up. Kanoa shushed them. "Please, at least try. You know dad hates it when you stay up this late." He muttered.
They simply giggled, and kept whispering to each other. He listened on as their whispers slowly faded, replaced by the gentle swishing of the turu grass. He found his eyes slowly closing as he drifted off to sleep.
He bolted awake. It was early in the morning, and the stars still twinkled in the sky. "Kanoa.." Lia whispered. He shushed her gently. Even she sensed something off. He started listening to the turu grass. Listening for anything wrong.
Snap!
He gasped as he heard a growl.
"Oh please, no.." He whispered when he saw a flash fur stalking through the grass.
He tensed as someone called out a warning. Then, the warriors seemed to instantly come alive.
Three akul leaped from the grass, into the clearing, followed by the tribe's warriors.
Kanoa led his sisters to the hut where his mother and Ahsoka were. His father was already there.
Ky quickly breathed a sigh of relief. "Stay here. I need to go help." He said, grabbing a spear. Lia and Lani hid behind their mother and Kanoa nodded as his father ran off. He turned, only to be fixed by striking, blue eyes.
Despite the situation, he smiled. "She opened her eyes." He whispered, happily. Nyar nodded, silently.
Ahsoka turned back to her mother, blinked, and looked back to Kanoa. Then, she let out a piercing wail.
Everything happened so fast after that.
His sisters covered their ears.
Ahsoka kept screaming, despite his mother's plea to get her to be silent.
The bright flash of an akul's teeth as it pounced into the hut, two feet from him.
And his baby sister.
It wasn't fair.
Kanoaclutched the bottle Ahsoka slowly nursed from. He looked at the stains on his hands.
Akul Blood.
He wiped away his tears. After it had entered the hut, the akul had attacked his mother. He had killed it himself. He had hoped his first kill would be a joyous one, but his mother had died from her wounds just hours later.
JHe gazed out at his tribe who had gathered to mourn for her. He hadn't wanted to go. He silently looked down at Ahsoka as she struggled to nurse from the bottle. He clenched his teeth, anger suddenly coursing through him.
"It's all your fault." He growled.
He tore the bottle from her mouth. "It's all your fault that she's dead!" He yelled at her, making her start to cry aguain.
Immediately, he felt guilty. He hugged her, hot tears flowing down his face. "I'm sorry.." He whispered. "I'm sorry, Ahsoka." He said again.