Disclaimer: I don't own anything Star Wars related. I just own the feels it seems to bring out of me constantly.
Cold Truth
With Ezra's disappearance following shortly after Kanan's I was left on my own. Whatever visons this temple showed them I could only hope would provide us some clue as to how to proceed. Some guidance.
Hopefully now it's my turn.
I breathed in again tried to calm my mind. The Force was strong in this place, I just needed to quiet my thoughts, look within…like the old days.
"Ahsoka?"
I opened my eyes and looked around. Was that…? No it must have been just the wind. I closed my eyes again
"Ahsoka, why did you leave?"
My eyes flew open in shock. No mistaking it, it was him. I could feel him as though he were standing right behind me a powerful presence in the light.
Anakin.
"Where were you when I needed you?"
Feelings of guilt began to surface yet again. For so long there never seemed to be a day when I didn't question myself on whether or not I should have stayed and continued to fight alongside my master. It took years to finally accept my decision and make peace with it. But now…
"I made a choice I couldn't stay."
It was something I had to do. I had to leave but…
"You were selfish!" he said accusingly.
"No!" I whispered. But the doubt that I had thought vanquished reared its ugly head again. Could I have made a difference had I stayed? Could I have saved the Jedi? Could I have helped end the war?
"You abandoned me! You failed me!"
All things that I've asked myself so many times, that didn't stop tears from forming in my eyes and as I felt something shift in the force, a familiar darkness…
"Do you know, what I've become?"
No.
Anakin's bright presence vanished and the air became heavy and hard to breathe. The light went red and the temple seemed to plunge into a pitch black oppressive darkness.
And then that sound, that mechanical breathing like a metal beast trapped at the bottom of a cold well. That rage, that coldness radiating from a jet black figure standing behind me.
"No."
It can't be. It can't be.
"Naaaghh!"
I shouted and turned lashing out with my lightsaber at the dark figure.
But there was nothing there. Nothing except the dark corridors of the temple and the truth that I had been forced to face.
I breathed out trying to calm myself, extinguished my lightsaber and sunk to the ground.
"I'm sorry," I whispered to the temple. "I am so sorry."
I don't know how long I stayed there, agonizing over this revelation and everything that it means. I didn't even notice when the temple was first beginning to shake apart until it literally shook me out my despair.
The inquisitors must have found us and were forcing their way in and where those two go more Stormtroopers follow.
I collected myself as the temple shattered around me and steeled myself for what I must do. There were still battles to fight, the Rebellion still needed my help.
And also…
"There is still a way."
I rushed forward into the darkness ready to meet whatever destiny had in store for me.
