Chapter 1
Bleeding from the mind.
Light.
Blinding light.
Ahsoka gasped for breath, abruptly attempting to stand, but only succeeding in stumbling forward. Strong arms caught her, and she grasped them tightly for support, though her first instinct was to run, fight, scream- anything to get away. But the presence- it was familiar. It reminded her of days sitting against the edge of a gunship, chatting and shooting snark back and forth with her master. And so she allowed the stranger to help her, placing her trust with him. The light had died down, leaving a blurry haze. She could not see.
The strong arms helped her to a seat- He was saying something, but her mind didn't register it. It was at this
Moment something hit her with the force of an airspeeder.
The gaping hole where her master should be. She frantically reached out with the force, attempting to find that soothing presence. It was gone. Her master was gone. Dead. She could feel it. She began to sobkickscream in grief. He- He was gone.
Gone.
And the darkness returned once more.
Voices penetrated the deep sleep Ahsoka had previously been enveloped by. She opened her eyes, blinking away the haze. She could see again… kind of. She sat forward, rubbing the back of her head.
"Careful!"
She froze, mouth ajar.
"You need to rest. We just woke you from carbon freezing."
She simply kept staring dumbly.
"Hello? Miss, you need to rest."
Was it… was it him? Her mind couldn't comprehend it. He was dead, his bond with her was severed, she was sure of it. And he didn't recognize her either.
"Skyguy?"
Aaaand she blurted his nickname out anyways. Genius.
Standing in front of her, (perhaps a little shorter than her former master) was the spitting image of Anakin Skywalker.
"What did you just call me?"
Again, not her best moment.