If you would like to listen to that heartbreaking music from the episode while you read this, here's a link: watch?v=YDiQ2z1a19M

It adds a lot of effect. I listened to it while I wrote this little oneshot.

xoxoxo

"Ahsoka, the Jedi order is your life! You can't just throw it away like this! You are making a mistake!"

The words of my old master continue to replay in my mind as I walk away from everything I've ever known.

Why am I doing this?

Where am I even going to go?

I have no where to go.

I was brought to the Jedi temple when I was only three years old. I had no memory of my family or my homeworld and to be honest, I never really gave it much thought. I never cared...the Jedi Order was my family. My home..

My Everything..

But I hated it. All through my childhood I had myself convinced I wanted to be a Jedi Knight. Saving lives, being a hero, and restoring peace throughout the galaxy..

I don't want that anymore.

I'm sick of all of it. I'm sick of pretending to be strong. I want to feel...

After years of hiding my emotions and pretending they don't exist, I just want to be free. Free to cry, free to laugh, free to be scared...free to love.

I'm not the same girl I was three years ago when I first set foot on the battlefield. So eager, excited, and full of life. Having full trust in the Jedi, and looking up to the masters on the council as people whom I looked up to. The people who I wanted to be one day.

Now I am old enough to see that the Jedi aren't what they used to be.

They didn't trust me.

I can't stay. Truthfully the only regret I have is leaving the one person who did trust me.

Anakin.

My master. My role model. My big-brother figure...the only person whom I knew I could put all of my faith into. He didn't even want me at first, but our bond grew strong. I trusted him with my life, and he trusted me with his. I never shared a bond like that with anyone else. I could tell him anything and he would listen. He understood what it was like having to hold back emotions...some more specific than others. Before I was assigned as his apprentice I had never met anyone who thought so much like me. Some call it wreckless. Either way, I wanted to be just like him.

I'm leaving my best friend.

I graduated to padawan at fourteen years old. The youngest, second only to Anakin himself. Ever since I began my studies as a youngling, I have put in my total effort. I was picked on by other younglings for years just for being an overachiever, but in the end I didn't care. When I was told I was ready for the rank of a Jedi padawan it was all worth it.

I had all my accomplishments to be proud of. Before this, I had my rank as a padawan, my title as a commander, and my best friend Anakin.

And now, as I walk down the steps of the place that used to be my home for the very last time I realize..

Now I am just a seventeen year old girl..

With nothing.

Author's Note: Heyyy guys! So did the finale break your heart as much as it broke mine? Let me know! Sorry if this little oneshot wasn't good...it's just something I felt like I had to write. It's my first Star Wars story. The finale gave me LOADS of inspiration for fics though! :)

Please Review! I'd love to hear your thoughts.

xoxoxo

~Zaya

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