The world was never as it seemed... and Ahsoka Tano has now realized that.
She had lived her whole life in complete normality; but now it was clear she was barely even human.
Earth is a scary place-at least for the 1% of the population, that is. If you were to find yourself in that unfortunate faction, I may as well say, 'may the Force be with you', because you'd probably be hunted down and captured before you even knew why.
It's pretty simple really. The government hunts the ones that classify as 'Force Sensitive' for classified reasons, and the only way to survive as one is to run, hide, escape and pray to the Force you're not the next victim to go 'inexplicably' missing.
When only 16-year-old Ahsoka finds herself in an extraordinary fate, her only hope of survival through the midnight streets of New York, being chased by several hunters and unaware of the new inhuman abilities she possesses, is when a strange, unknown ally that calls himself 'Sky' comes to her side to take on the hunters. Together they fight and abilities flourish and bonds grow, but it was only the beginning. Only the beginning of a whole new life for Ahsoka, only the beginning to an deeply elaborated plot from the government, and only the beginning until one by one each Force Sensitive disappears from the face of the Earth.
Her lungs were made of glass, being pushed to their complete breaking point and practically going to shatter caused by the rate of her inhales, exhales, and the amount of blood circulating through her respiratory system. Never in her whole 16-year-old life had she ran this fast, to the point she felt as if her legs would snap, eyes would bulge out of their sockets, drown in her own sweat, and a number of other bodily experiences that she couldn't even begin to describe even if she tried.
Though, it wasn't just her physical self being effected. All Ahsoka Tano could mentally feel was fear. Freezing cold, pure, gut-churning, dreadful fear. It swirled around her form, wrapped itself around her throat till the dread made it physically impossible to breathe, constricting her airways so much so that she thought her trachea would implode.
She didn't even stop to realize her legs were still moving, question why her lungs suddenly didn't need to take in oxygen, know how her body was pushing forward against all logic and understanding of the Human anatomy she'd ever known. It was more than just pure adrenaline keeping her away from the blood-chilling gang of individuals set on murdering her, but something much more extraordinary, supernatural, unknown to her basic teenage understanding.
There was an... an energy that made her physical ability accelerate to impossible limits, and soon she realized it wasn't just herself she could feel. Though her body was in agony, she didn't stop running—didn't dare—because if she did, not five seconds after she would have slowed, Ahsoka knew her body would come crashing to the ground, unconscious before her head even hit the concrete. She knew this to be true, since, whatever could only be described as the 'Energy' told her so. Ahsoka could make it show her the possible future without even blinking an eye. It wasn't like she watched the future unfold in slow-motion like a movie, but instead she just knew what/could was going to occur. She knew it was the future the same way she knew her own name, and took the right course of action to avoid being shot by the others' guns. Wherever her head moved, a solid bullet would ring out and hit the exact spot she was in just a nanosecond ago.
She also didn't register when or how she could inexplicably feel their emotions—the people chasing her, she meant. Their determination to seize the young girl, their hatred for her kind (in which she was oblivious to), and the surges of power the coursed through the chases' veins when they held their weapons in their hands and chased a helpless girl through the deserted midnight alley ways of New York.
This is power, the energy spoke volumes to her, not in English, but through symbols and feelings and senses. Show them what power is, young one. Show them and be powerful, Ahsoka.
Maybe the voice ignited her sense of reality, or kicked her brain into a full-on panic attack, because Ahsoka found her sense of judgment and nearly passed out from the impossible things going on within her. She can run what no person can run, see what no person can see, feel what no person can feel, and by now she doubts if she's still even Human at this point.
Thinking time, however, is a luxury Ahsoka doesn't have right now. The part of the Energy that allows her to see the future screamed a warning, and in an instant, she ducked her head, sprang down, leaned forward into a tucked roll and came up flipping on her hands, then back to her feet while the firearms fired mercilessly inches away all in the space of a few seconds. Deep down Ahsoka wanted to freak out, but for once, she just let the Olympic-skilled gymnastic move happen and continued running down the alley, trusting in the Energy to make all the decisions for her like before.
Only when she was calm and focused less on the physical experiences and more her mind did she fully trust the Energy. Even when she got herself cornered between buildings and a barb-wire fence, Ahsoka never doubted it. When it told her to jump, she jumped. When it told her to dodge, she dodged. And when it told her to freeze the hunters' bullets in mid air, she did. Ahsoka was syncretized completely with the energy, and it was no longer a part of her, but it was her.
The next few moments shattered in her brain like glass and rock colliding.
An invisible force shoved her hard against the brick wall building she was once cornered to, her head smacking so hard against the surface that her eyes lost focus. Somehow, she discovered that she didn't need her eyes to see, but only her mind. She grasped onto the Energy like a lifeline, and controlled it to clear her disoriented vision. In front of her, one lone male figure stood on the offensive against seven of the other men who chased her. She could sense that he, too, was using the Energy, but his own kind that felt quite different from her own...
...Speaking of which, she could sense all the new abilities drain away into oblivion, while the Energy became quiet, fuzzy, inaudible. Since it was the Energy the held her hectic emotions in balance, with it gone, she felt a landslide of old dread, fear and panic collide with her mind.
A wave of light burst from within the man's hands and instantly the fighting came to an abrupt halt. It was like a tsunami clashing against her brain. Though, even though it was incredibly powerful, her body remained unharmed...
...The hunters, however, were not so lucky...
...They lay on the ground with mutilated skin, disintegrated hair, and their bones were ash. Some of them had their mouths open in an agonizing scream, which meant they died in pain. Even though these people were horrible and unrelenting, the thought that they were once alive two seconds ago made Ahsoka want to throw up. And it wasn't just their bodies damaged from the pulse of energy, either. The concrete ground was torn up, blood spattered everywhere, but a perfect circle was untouched at the origin point...
The origin.
A man, Ahsoka realized, maybe not even older than 20, only a few years older than herself. He was just one man, and it bewildered her that only one man could create such a wave of pure power and havoc that mutilated his enemies beyond recognition, shock the ground so hard it caused a tremor, and left her in a state of definite disorientation.
With exhaustion aching behind her eyes and her new-found power sapped, the girl shuffled pathetically from the ground further back in an instinctive way to shield herself from danger.
Honestly, she wasn't sure if this new guy was a threat. He appeared threatening and intimidating, enough to startle any enemies; but the way he protected her felt different.
For the first time, he turned to her shivering form. From what she could tell in her delirious state, he was already reaching a hand towards her. Her brain didn't reacted much at all, but it wanted to sink even further away from the helpful(?) stranger. Still, he may have just saved her life, but no way that meant she trusted him.
"It's not safe here." He spoke, youth in this voice, but the way he looked was different. Behind bright blue eyes were metaphoric scars. Eyes that had seen too much, and been through too much. He was so young, and already was taking on the life of a much older person. She also saw those scars being hidden, covered up. Ahsoka wasn't sure how she knew any of that, she just did.
The fact that she was feeling someone else's past, made her mind jump back to reality again. Her emotions were still not in balance, and they came rushing back when she wasn't distracted. The craziness of everything serisouly made her want to scream, but the only problem with that was, Ahsoka couldn't find her voice.
"Your fear clouds the air like a flare, a signal to the Hunters. We need to go before more of them find us."
She was too scared to even question what 'Hunters' meant.
A spark of annoyance shifted onto the other guy's face. "Look, I know you're new to this, so I'm just gonna fill you in on the basics, 'k?" He said in a rather nonchalant impatient tone like this was an everyday normal experience.
Who the hell are you..?
"Your fear—and other emotions, too—are sensed by the nearby others, the Hunters, I mean. You give off an aura," He explained annoyingly calmly to the baffled teen. "And right now, someone could probably sense you from Mars."
"Now, to stay hidden, you'll have to come with me... I'll cloud you're emotions, and other abilities, too."
Other abilities? Oh, yes, the sensing of unknown others, the enhanced inhumanly physical capability, the future apprehension, the freezing of high-speed traveling bullets in the air. Oh, God...
"What's happening to me?" She was only 16, not even a senior at high school yet, but her whole life had just changed upside down in the blink of an eye. She was barely even human anymore, doing things that were possibly considered too extreme for black magic. This wasn't normal. She doubted she'd ever be that again.
He offered her one sympathy—no, empathy, glance, and something told her he knew all too well of how she felt.
She met his eyes too, only realizing now that this wasn't the first time she'd seen him. He felt familiar, but she couldn't place him, either. It was on the tip of her tongue, she just couldn't figure it out. Well, to be honest, it wasn't a surprise that this was only another thing that didn't make sense.
Deciding that she wanted to know, and couldn't stand being so helpless and clueless anymore, Ahsoka asked, "Who are you?"
"Sky." He told her, a hint of something like unsureness in his voice, but she wasn't certain. "Now," 'Sky' continued, clearing his throat and wiping a subconscious frown off his face, that morphed into a light look and perked up his features. "Would you like to save the introductions for later, 'cause personally, i'm a fan of not becoming a Hunter's prey."
It wasn't her that made the next move, but the next thing she knew, Sky pulled her from the ground with his gloved hand, while the energy that had always been with her intwined itself with his aura and the two strangers ran together down the street alley. The sound of more heavy footstep from other's chasing them followed.
Backup's obviously arrived...
She heard their military-issue boots hit the ground roughly, as water splashed when they stomped in wet rain puddles. The clanking of their weaponry clattered against their armour, and just the thought of these guys being from the military made her stomach drop in dread.
No, they weren't. Can't be, she told herself. She believed herself, too, because these guys felt bad... like really bad. More than just common criminals, and close to the feeling of pure sadistic psychopaths. She was still new to the whole I-have-crazy-abilities-like-sensing-others thing (Sky's rushed explanation wasn't exactly helpful), but she knew these people were horrible just as well as she knew her own name.
"We've got two live ones up ahead!" One of the male, gruff voices shouted.
"Ha! This'll be a reward! I'm ready for payday!"
Sickened, Ahsoka looked back at Sky. He still ran with her, unfazed features, but a hard look in his eyes. He didn't look back like she did, not once.
The duo turned a corner, and as expected, the hunters followed. They twisted in and out of more alleys, but every time the others knew exactly where to find them. Fury burned within her veins, but she kept running... kept running. She took note of the machines the hunters had, and noticed when they were gaining closer to herself and Sky, the two different frequency beeps beeped quicker together. Maybe she'd ask Sky about that later. Actually, she'd ask Sky about a lot of stuff later, since he seemed to know a lot more than she did.
"Shit," Sky muttered, both teens coming to a skidded halt when they realize nothing faced them but a brick wall surrounded by more buildings. Unfortunately, this time there was no steal fence to jump over to escape the dead end.
"Quick, we can climb that pipe to the roof top." Sky said, more of an order than a suggestion. The pipe he was referring to, however, didn't look that stable and she wondered how he even thought to use it in the first place. Actually climbing it would be a totally different story, as well, considering how slippery and rusty and unstable it looked.
"No way am I doing something that insane." She hissed. Ahsoka didn't want to have Sky be the cause of her death if the hunters weren't. "That looks suicidal to climb, and the others would just shoot us down. We would make pretty easy prey since there's zero cover and not enough time to dodge! At the end of the day, we'd be target practice!"
Sky only smirked. Clearly this dude is incredibly reckless and arrogant. Great... just Ahsoka's luck to be stuck with him in a life threatening situation.
"First off, you overestimate the hunters. I'm 100% sure I—and a newbie like yourself—could 50% kick their asses successfully." He gleamed, but then the lightness in his tone and face faded. "Plus, they want us alive." She physically shivered at that, as it felt like a cold hand brushed down her spin. He seemed to feel it too, so maybe as a distraction he forced the lighthearted cockiness to return to his demeanour. "And secondly, my pessimistic friend, you clearly haven't met me."
With that said, Sky practically soared from the ground with a wave of energy bursting from his power. She saw him in the air for moments before he found his way to the side of the building where the rusty pipe was. It clanked and groaned but otherwise didn't collapse or break.
She'd count that as a success, though only half of the team was 'safe'.
"C'mon, follow me up!" He called down to her, but she stood in rather bitterness, feeling very small all of a sudden.
"Yeah sure, Sky, just tell me how!" She snapped back, annoyed and neglected.
However, alarm soon replaced her previous mood when the hunters rounded the corner, trapping her. She faced them and they faced her, and for a millisecond she got to observe them clearly. Mostly men, but some women. All wearing light military amour and uniforms. It wasn't exactly war armour, but pretty protective. Was that a precaution? Was Sky right when he said he could kick their asses?
Ahsoka didn't have much time to think about it, since their bullets went flying again. Sky yelled something, but she couldn't make out what it was. He really shouldn't have said something at all though, because now they were firing on both of them.
Quick thinking, Ahsoka made a break for the abandoned buildings. Hopefully this way would get her to Sky on the roof. She briefly questioned why he didn't take the stairs up, too, but then remembered what he had thought earlier. You clearly haven't met me. Yep, arrogant, reckless, stupid, but brave.
Ahsoka didn't bother to slam the door. She just ran up, knowing their was no point in using her body to block it; they would just get passed.
She used her enhanced speed to take the steps two at a time, unfortunately the hunters caught up very fast.
The energy throughout her body was telling her so many things, her mind wasn't able to process them all at once. Ahsoka definitely missed a crucial warning because just as she reached the last few flights of cement stairs, pain immediately erupted where her shoulder blade was. At first it felt like fire, so she cried out subconsciously, but eventually subsided just enough to let her legs continued to get to safety. There was no blood, she realized, and though Ahsoka had never seen a bullet shoot anyone in real life, she knew enough to know her shoulder blade should be drenched in crimson right now... just like the ground, her clothes and skin should be, too.
Whatever, she decided she didn't care. There were many other extraordinary occurrences today and this was just another one of them.
The door to the roof top burst open with a great push, while Sky, who was already there, immediately rushed to help her close it. They sealed it with a steal rod just in time to hear the banging and clanking of the hunters from the other side.
"And stay out!" Sky held up a particular middle finger and cursed at the door. Muffled yells and grunts came sounding from the other side, so Sky just smiled widely.
"Nice to see you," Ahsoka breathed, finding it hard to get her lungs to take in air. Also noting that her legs felt like jello and Sky's confused face was blurry.
"Hey, don't crash out on me now, the 'chopper to pick us up will be here any moment—just called Rex then... Are you—?
To finish the statement was pointless because the girl felt to the ground, Sky catching her just in time. Worry skimmed his eyes, an suddenly overwhelmed instant anger coursed through his veins of the hunters hurting the young girl. He didn't know who she was, or even know her name, but she felt too similar to someone he used to know, and the thought of those wicked hunters repeating the past made him want to choke them all here and now. He didn't, of course, because there was a barely conscious teenager in his arms, and he couldn't do that in front of her.
He focused on her instead while letting the hunters rot in their stairwell, and inspected where she had been struck. It was a dart on her right shoulder, probably a sedative. Yes, it definitely was because he remembered when he himself had been hit by one and only survived for, being captured because Ben had saved him just in time. Now the roles were switched, except Ben wasn't here and some unfortunate girl was. Well, just as his friend had done for him, he'd do for the newbie.
The chopper rode in the night's distance, and Sky smiled as he felt Rex's presence burn in the Force like a wonderful beacon.
Already forming a plan him and Rex had executed so many times, Sky prepared for the jump. He looked down to the girl and smirked when her face showed some look that people got when they knew something they didn't like was going to happen.
"Do you trust me?" He asked her, not really expecting an answer as she was about to pass out. Frankly, he sort of wanted her to, so he wouldn't have to hear about how dangerous and stupid this stunt was going to be.
"I don't even know you!" She whisper shouted, using her last bit of energy on the quite truthfully obvious remark.
Sky rolled his eyes, and his smirked widened. "Toché, but you didn't say 'no', so imma accept your answer as a 'yes'!" He beamed, and before Ahsoka knew what was happening, Sky had already called on his power to jump into the starless night sky, Ahsoka squealing in his arms, and the invisible force guiding him with perfect grace as the 'chopper was close enough.
"Alright, Rex, time to get the hell outta here!" He called to the cot-pit.
"Read my mind, Sky!" The other guy replied.
As adrenaline faded, the helicopter doors were shut, and they made their way back to HQ. The girl didn't leave Sky's lap for the whole short ride. He hoped as she dreamt, she'd remember her family, friends or any part of her old life because God knows all of that would be selfishly taken away now... Her previous life was gone. Identity gone, security gone... Just Sky's—no, not Sky; it's An...-agh, he shouldn't even think about that—life was robbed from him, and others' alike, now her's would be, too.
Welcome, friend. Welcome to our life—the Force Sensitive kind. Running, hiding, ditching, escaping, abandoning... Agh, what a joke.
A/N
Ayyyee... I started a new fanfic. My first proper proper AU, so sorry if it kinda sucks xD The weird thing is, I know enough about the Star Wars universe to write fanfiction, but I know actually nothing about the world we live in lmao. That probably means I should get out more... meh xD like, just saying, I've never been to NYC even though the story is set there, and I've only been to America when I was 8. And I think this is set more towards the future than present day, but not drastically. Oh and even though it's set on Earth, it also like a dystopian-future kind of place. Even life could be bad for the regular humans, too.
Anyway, so,please leave some feedback. Much appreciated:) Updates for now like he totally random. I'll see how y'all like it.
May the Force be with you
-CyanGalaxy
