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The rain poured down over Coruscant, home of the Galactic Republic, home to the Jedi. The rain seemed to never stop, over the Jedi Temple. A simple yet beautiful Togruta Padawan in her room, she sat on her bed, hugging her legs trying to find comfort, for her found yet lost lover. Her name is Ahsoka Tano, a twenty years old a young yet beautiful female.

She stared at the rain, thoughts rain through her mind. Who is Ti'ian, why did she love him so, why did she forget her true loved one, why did he disappear? She could remember the day they first met.

-Flashback-7 years, 9 months, 29 days-

Within Coruscant, the Jedi temple, drafting younglings because of their force-sensitive powers. Young creatures from different star systems, many have a great life to live on, but there are those who have a dark past, making a darker path.

With in the training room, full of fourteen to fifteen years, being supervised by a two male Besalisk Jedi, one of them has four lightsabers, two strapped to belt as two strapped to his strap jacket, as the other has two double-bladed lightsabers, collapsible hilts, strapped to his belt. Jedi Knight Nexo Krell, and Pong Krell. Brothers and both never get along. Groups were split to their assigned teachers.

"We're wasting time with these weaklings," Pong said with his upper arms crossed as his lower arms are behind.

"Patience brother," Nexo said. "You remember the time we were like this before,"

"Yes but I'm the top student," Pong said with pride. "Like my student over their, he's practically going padawan soon."

Nexo looked to his brothers group. Seeing a male Togruta, fighting against a female Togruta, yet she seemed to be losing. He sees the sight of her, being abused.

"Maybe, but you should give Jarlo a new partner."

"How about not," Pong rejected. "Jedi need to be strong."

Nexo confronted to his brother. "They are not machines, they are living beings!"

"They should know the best to be stronger!"

The brothers could continue, but stopped to see all the younglings looking at their teachers.

"Master Pongs," said a Zabrak youngling about fourteen. He has short brown hair, sky blue eyes. "What seemed to be the problem?"

Nexo looked down at the child. "My brother and I seemed to be having a disagreement."

"Of what sir?" Said an arrogant voice from the male Togruta, walking away from the female, now kneeling down clutching her stomach, she was being supported by a short black haired human with brown eyes.

Nexo eyes wondered to the hurt student fell into unconscious, the boy lifted her up into his arms. He smiled the fact to see such compassion.

"Are you listening Nexo!"

Bringing back to his brother, with an idea lit above his cranium, "Ti'ian,"

The padawan carrying the injured Togruta turned to his master, "Yes Master?"

"Drop by to the training room tomorrow," Nexo said, with glee to prove to his brother.

"Yes master," Ti'ian responded hearing a moan from Ahsoka in his arms, "but may I take Ahsoka to the infirmary first master?"

Giving him a gentle nod Ti'ian carried Ahsoka to the infirmary. Pong along with the male Togruta, disgusted seeing the sight of compassion.

"Where are you getting at brother?"

Nexo smirked at his brother. "How about a bet."

Pong responds with confusion. "A bet?"

"If Ti'ian can beat your best student, you are to resigned from being a youngling trainer."

Pong stroked his gloated neck. "And if he loses."

The temple schedule bell rang for the younglings to their next class. Nexo crossed his upper arms as his lower arms are behind his back, walking out of the training room. "We'll see."

-OOOOO-

Ti'ian felt uncomfortable in two ways, gaining the stares for carrying Ahsoka, and he himself carrying her. He walked into the infirmary, lucky or not to see Jedi Master Luminara Unduli.

"What can I be of service youngling?" she said calmly, staring at his position.

"My friend here took a real beating during sparring," he said trying to stay calm from being embarrassed. "Can you help her?"

Luminara nodded patting on one of the beds. "Set her down here gently and I'll take a look at her."

Ti'ian laid down Ahsoka gently on the bed, he couldn't stop staring at Ahsoka's beauty. He shook his head as Luminara closed her eyes, waving a hand from head to toe, using the force to find the damage.

"She seemed to have a broken rib, nothing I can't fix," she said, lifting Ahsoka's shirt. Ti'ian immediately turns around for privacy. She then placed in pain relief cream on to her ribs, receiving a relieving moan from Ahsoka. Using the force, she fixed the younglings rib with no problem. "She will be resting by the mean time, you should go now young one."

She waited for an answer, she turned to the boy, soundly asleep with his arms crossed and his head tilted. She looked at the clock that three hours had past by. "Oh how time flies doesn't it," she whispered to herself, placing a blanket over the boy without disturbing him. 'Such a young one with a huge heart,' kissed his forehead, she tiptoed out of the infirmary as she turned the lights off.

-OOOOO-

Nexo Krell walked to the infirmary to check on the younglings. He wanted to see if Ti'ian is still available for a little talk. The Jedi knight was about to enter only to see Jedi master Luminara walking out quietly.

"How are the younglings?" Nexo said for his concern making her jump by surprise.

"Ahsoka is just recovering a broken rib," Luminara said.

"As of Ti'ian?"

"Just zoned out," she said. "Not to worry the younglings will be fine."

The two Jedi walked beside each other through the Jedi halls.

"You seemed to be fawned to the youngling." Luminara exclaimed.

Nexo looked at Luminara with a confused look. "Excuse me?"

"The boy," Luminara stated. "Are you thinking of making him a Padawan?"

Nexo's right hand rapped his chin as his left arm went behind his back with his lower arms. "I never thought of it, the boy has passion, skill, and very observant, but he is too young."

"Maybe a year or two you'll be his master?"

"I…Guess."

Silence grew between them, they come across a bench facing to a window, revealing the night sky full of moving lights. Luminara sat down at one side, patting the empty spot for Nexo to sit. He would refuse but accepted it.

Luminara decided to break the ice. "Why were you looking for him anyway?"

Nexo shrugged at the question turning his head to the master. "My brother and I had a disagreement, Ahsoka took a beeting from Jarlo."

"The Togruta boy in your class?" she exclaimed

"My brother's side," he corrected. "Ahsoka didn't stand a chance against him, we argued, I took matter at hand of a bet."

"A bet?"

"Yes, if Ti'ian wins, Pong will resign from being a teacher for the younglings,"

"If he loses?"

Nexo got up and walked beck to the infirmary. "We'll see."

They heard a squeal from the infirmary, the two Jedi ran to it as fast as they can. Nexo pulled out his lightsabers, the right blade is blue and the left blade is green, for his lower arms as his upper lightsabers are deactivated. Master Luminara now armed with her green saber.

They turn the corner to see two dark figures fighting each other. One figure appeared to be human, as the other is a larger form of close as a human.

Nexo used the force to push the larger figure to the wall, leaving the smaller figure to lean on the other wall. Luminara hit the lights to see the figure on the wall is a bounty hunter, and the other was none other than Ti'in, clutching his left arm to be stabbed by a knife. Luminara deactivated her lightsaber to check on Ti'ian.

Nexo pulled the bounty hunter to his knees, his lightsaber has near his neck, making the bounty hunter in fear. "Who sent you?" he said with anger.

The bounty hunter looked into his eye, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

But was interrupted by Nexo gripping his neck with his upper arms, "Who. Sent. You!"

"I don't know, I don't know how I got here, that's all!"

"WHO?"

"I said I don't know, I was drinking with my friend, later I saw a black figure, and the next thing I know I'm here, don't kill me please I have a family!" He begged.

Nexo looked into the bounty hunter's eyes. 'He tells the truth,' he let go of him, just in time for the other jedi to come in. "Take this man back to his home, we'll investigate this in another time." They took him away as he ventured to the injured youngling.

"No" he said clutching in the pain, struggling to get up. "Is…Ahsoka ok?"

Luminara helped him up to his feet, walking him to the infirmary. As they enter, they see Ahsoka curled up in a ball on her bed, peeking to find the youngling injured. "She's alright, just in shock." She said making him sit on the bed by Ahsoka, still in shock. She then started healing the youngling's arm, leaving a scared mark. "I'm sorry if this isn't enough young one."

Ti'ian lifts his left arm. "It's alright master," he said smiling, and flexing it more. "You did what you can, but more importantly Ahsoka is alright."

Nexo smiled, he walked to Ti'ian as Luminara walked to Ahsoka to find any injuries, he placed a hand on Ti'ians right shoulder. "You were very brave boy."

"I'm only trying to protect my friends," he said.

"As Ahsoka?"

"I…don't know." He said looking at Ahsoka, "I had a vision that this will happen, I didn't think this would really happen?"

He chuckled and patted his back. "The force has many ways, it is also a life saver, whether it's your future, or your fate." He said looking at Ahsoka.

-OOOOO-

"Are you sure about this?" Nexo said in concern.

"Yes for the last time," Ti'ian said, with his training lightsaber strapped to his waist. "I'm not going to have a four armed wacko destroying the class giving them a bruising, no offence."

"None taken, but not the point, Jarlo is skilled, he'll cream you."

"Yeah, but he hasn't met me hasn't he?"

They entered the training room. There sitting are a dozen teen younglings, Ahsoka is there supported with Luminara. Standing in the ring is the Jarlo and Pong Krell. The jedi knight walked out of the ring, leaving the youngling to pull out his training lightsaber.

"I wish you good luck," Nexo said.

Ti'ian walked to the ring, his lightsaber now in his right hand. Jarlo activated his lightsaber, emanating blue blade, as Ti'ian's green saber is now active.

Tension struck the whole room, the younglings were looking closely for who to strike first. A bead of sweat dripped from one of their faces, splashed to the floor. Jarlo struck first. Ti'ian saw it coming, he blocked it easily as he countered. Lights clashed heavily each other. Ti'ian is being pushed back as Jarlo took this opportunity to advance at him.

'He mastered the Shii-Cho form,' he thought blocking the attacks, 'but he seemed to be more of an over confident man,'

Nexo looked tense watching the younglings brawl. 'What are you planning Ti'ian?'

Jarlo attempt to slice low, only to miss to find Ti'ian, rolling in the air with his lightsaber sticking out, Jarlo leaned back. The blades pass by, nearly inches away from each other. Ti'ian landed, just in time to block his left.

'This isn't the Shii-Cho form,' Jarlo thought in confuse, parrying the unknown acrobatic attacks. 'Neither is Ataru?'

Luminara, Ahsoka, and the Krell brother were as shocked seeing the attacks.

'By the force!'

'Look at him go!'

'Those aren't the Jedi forms!'

'He won't win with just flips and jumps.'

Jarlo kicked Ti'ian's stomach to the ground. Jarlo attempt to stab him to the ground, but missed when Ti'ian rolled back, Jarlo slashed down. Ti'ian used his left arm and both his legs for support, blocking the lightsaber with his own. He slashed again, again blocked with both hands on the lightsaber in kneeling. Ti'ian spun and got up standing with his back turn, giving Jarlo an irresistible opening to strike to the head, only to be blocked. Ti'ian used this opportunity to jump and kick Jarlo with both his legs, pushing him back to the other side of the ring. Ti'ian spun to his opponent showing right side, with his legs spread and knees bent, both his hands on his saber.

This made Nexo impressed. 'Expect the unexpected, what other surprises does this one have?'

Jarlo dashed forward as he struck down, Ti'ian blocked it. Jarlo has trouble parrying with Ti'ian's unfamiliar style. The blades were pushed away, giving Ti'ian a chance to round house kick to the head, but miss, Jarlo struck, Ti'ian jumped. Ti'ian blocks the attack, using both his legs to kick Jarlo's face. Jarlo flew from the impact, sending him out of the ring unconscious.

The whole room went silent, eyes were widened, and the Jedi are now in awe. Silence was broken when they heard clapping. All eyes wondered, Jarlo woke up just in time, to see grand master Yoda, standing at the entrance.

"Impress, I am," he said. "Come forward, young one," Ti'ian walked forward. "Seven forms the Jedi know, improvise we must. Dismiss."

Everyone in the room had left. Ahsoka was the last to leave with the help of Luminara, and Ti'ian. Ti'ian walked by her as he helped her too.

"Ti'ian?" Ahsoka spoke.

Ti'ian turned to her. "Yeah?"

"I…was wondering if you could… I don't know," Ahsoka said. "Teach me?"

"Yeah," Ti'ian looked into her eyes and smiled. "Just when you recover, I promise."

-Normal time-

She'd learned almost everything from him, she looked at the wooden training post. She cried even more, missing him.

-Korriban-

Within the scorching desert of the origins of the Sith home world. Echoes of wood being hit through the quiet desert world, coming from the ancient abandoned ruins of the Sith. The echoes of wood still sounded through the ancient temple. In the temple in the masters room is a black figure, constantly hitting a wooden training post, a replica of the original as Ahsoka's.

The black figure stop, both his hands are placed on the two arms of the training post. Sadness filled the figures body through force.

'Ahsoka.'

My first chapter, hope you like it. I hope you like my fight scene. And Merry Christmas!