Hi, so I got my very first review which I am happy to answer.
SassyAhsoka- Thank you, no, it is more of he is revising the Jedi Order, And again no Ahsoka is forced to stay by him, if you read the book it will explain it better.
I hope that answers your questions.
NachoTheDrake-Thank you.
(Master Mace Windu's POV) [i will write a lot in Master Windu's POV because i like doing so, well that and i feel like they missed so much opportunity in him] I woke up slowly, the first thing i noticed is that i was restrained, the second thing, my lightsaber was missing and the third i was being watched, i turned my head, Skywalker was at my bedside, i glared at him with so much venom that if it was actual venom he would already be writhing on the ground in pain, "You shouldn't move too much, the med droid says that you are lucky to be alive." Skywalker said, he's probably Darth something by now, "There is no such thing as luck, you kept me alive for a reason, what is it?" I growled, " Despite what you might think, i DO care about the Jedi, and i don't want to see any of you dead, unfortunately you seem determined to make that more difficult than necessary with all your self-sacrificing." Skywalker said, that shocked me, he did care, but then again this is most likely some elaborate plan to keep "his family" together [Obi-Wan, Padme, and Ahsoka {Remember the twins are not born yet, give it a couple days though}], " You probably forced Former Padawan Tano back by now." I said, he looked uncomfortable, i knew it, "She won't be happy here, none of us will, this may be our home but how can we be happy restricted without any way of knowing what is happening in the outside world." I reasoned, " Well, the council will be able to still meet, once we find Master Allie, with a imperial officer present." Skywalker said, i sighed and mentally decided to ignore, you know so i don't lose my sanity, he apparently got the message and left but not before saying, "The droids say you will be able to leave the halls of the healing tomorrow, there is a datapad in your room with all the rules and regulations, i expect all of them to be followed." He said, i glared at him as he left.
( Ahsoka's POV) I feel like i just walked through hell, 7 times, seriously my lekku feels like it is on fire, and Anakin is still forcing me to attend "Re-education classes, Therapy lessons and meals." Despite the facts that 1: I can't focus because of the pain. And 2: I have anorexia since i was 13, and he's known ever since i became his Padawan well over 2 years ago, in fact this has led to multiple Halls of Healing stays from me relapsing, and he knows better then anyone that forcing me to eat will not help, trust me, he tried once, and i purged,let's just say he never tried that again, in fact he kept apologising, " Lil'Soka, it's lunch." PloPlo said, i sighed, getting up from my position on the floor where i had been attempting to meditate, that didn't work, Master Ti smiled gently at me, understanding my Dilemma, we walked to the eating hall, which was almost full meaning most Jedi had learned their lesson in skipping meals, several had to be punished with electrocution, including myself as the first time i was forced to the eating hall, i had refused to eat, which of course led to punishment, that hurt, a lot, we sat down at a table already occupied by Master Secura, Master Billaba and her padawan, Caleb Dume, Master Billaba was keeping him close to her, as many Jedi were with their padawans, Master Plo was doing the same with me, well when he could, with me having to attend 1 more therapy class then him, and all of the padawan classes, clones are standing guard, and despite the fact that i know the really have no choice, i can't help but feel betrayed by them, i saw many from the 501st, my brothers, " Are you well today Ahsoka?" I heard Master Secura ask, i look up at her, nodded and went back to glaring at my food, wishing it would vanish, i felt a presence behind me, " Eat your food, little one, or this time i'll have the clones force-feed you." Anakin said, i wanted to throw the food just to spite him, but i thought otherwise and forced myself to take a bite to try and satisfy him, when he didn't leave, i realized he gonna stay there until i finished, i resigned myself to this fact and began to eat, i knew that everyone at the table knew about my condition has the Jedi Council made sure that everyone knows of someone's mental illnesses as they can't keep eyes on them all of the time, so the Jedi are expected to keep eyes on those with mental illnesses, i finally finished that damn meal, and Anakin finally moved on, i sighed, curling up into Ploplo's side, feeling WAY to full, he wrapped his arm around me, attempting to help me through the feeling.
Yeah, so this story is going to feature a lot of mental illness as i don't believe that you can fight in a war and not have PTSD, my uncle fought in Vietnam and he was never the same afterwards according to my mother, as he hasn't been in contact with my family since the early 2000's, and i never meant him, thank you to everyone who has followed, favorite and commented. Ahsokalives2223 out.
PS. Sorry for the short chapter