Unknown - Ord Mantell

Ahsoka came online just as the Scientist- Wat Tambor, Ahsoka recalled- entered the laboratory with his droid helpers. He made a beeline for her Holo-projector, activating it. He made a small noise of surprise when her chosen form appeared, most likely recognizing as the Template's former body.

"Ah." His voice rumbled, its distortion causing the AI to grimace. "I see you've gained some form of sentience. Intriguing."

He turned to one of his droid companions, rubbing his hands together. "Log that. Successful mapping of sentient brain matter. Subject appears to retain memory from its previous form."

Ahsoka scoffed. "Subject also retains the emotion of disgust, sleemo."

Wat Tambor seemed to freeze, before shuffling back towards Ahsoka. She fought the urge to recoil, as it would do little good in the confines of her data terminal. "Emotion? Impossible. Simulation, perhaps? Semi-Psychological reasonings-" He cut himself off, tilting his head.

He slid back over to his droid assistant, speaking as rapidly as he could. "Note: Jedi subject appears to possess emotional and ethical reasonings. A byproduct of Jedi sorcery and Midichlorians interacting with cells within the Brain mapping, no doubt. An incredible discovery. Test to its full extent before subject disposal."

Ahsoka's breath hitched, or at least whatever simulation Ahsoka sub-consciously ran. The Separatist scum was going to delete her. Kill her. After whatever sick experiments he was going to conduct, he was going to kill her.

She started running calculations. She had to escape- get back to Anakin. She started sending out feelers to the edges of the data-terminal's data storage, looking for any sort of connections or other servers- anything. But she found nothing, just as she had the thousands of times she had looked the night before. She began to panic, self preservation kicking in. Did she posses self preservation anymore? She wasn't sure. It was difficult to remember what it felt like to be alive, seeing as she had no discernable sentient senses anymore.

She began to cry- simulated tears running down her cheeks. She shut off the holo-projector, retreating into the empty space of the data storage of her terminal.

Anakin looked out into the cosmos, attempting to observe each and every star stretched out in the expanse before him. He remembered as a child, he had told Qui-gon that he would be the first person to visit all of them.

If that was what he had to do to find Ahsoka, then that would be what he was going to do.

He had nearly lost Ahsoka once, and he wasn't about to let that happen again.

"You should get some sleep."

Anakin smiled bitterly, not turning to greet Obi-wan. The older man had been there for quite a few moments, just watching the stars with his former Padawan.

"I've rested too much already, Obi-wan." He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "She's still out there, Master. I just have to find her."

"She's gone missing before." He reminded Anakin. "She'll come back if she can. She always will."

Anakin clenched his jaw. "This is different Obi-wan. Can't you feel it? Something wrong has happened. I'm actually afraid-" He laughed bitterly. "To find out what it is. Whatever's happening, the force is trying to reject it. It's unnatural."

Obi-wan took a shuddering breath. "Yes, I've felt it as well. I fear what it means for Ahsoka. But you've trained her as well as any other Jedi. The force is with her."

"I hope so, Obi-wan." He whispered. "I hope so."

A/N

Another short chapter- but it's necessary to prepare for what's ahead. If you've enjoyed, check out some of my other stories. I've been a little busy lately, starting a crap-ton of new projects.

Anyways, thanks for reading.

Next time: Anakin begins his search for Ahsoka.