The next day, Anakin woke up to her blissful cold skin. They still lay bare, but the blanket was enough. Ahsoka lay on her side, letting out light breaths every five minutes... Anakin wouldn't let her die. Never. His best intentions were to keep her alive. He sat up straight and thought of last night... Ahsoka was only 15 but she was giving as good as she got. And to him, that was a lot.

Anakin didn't know if she could take it.. .But she's dead now. Doesn't matter what he thinks. He stood up and gathered his clothes off of the floor but then looked back at the wall. He saw dents in the wall from when Ahsoka would fling her head back... She felt nothing. He ran his fingers down the creases in the metal and then walked to the refresher in his room... Ahsoka woke up to the sound of the water... And to the smell of blood... She was starving. And she only had one day left. Ahsoka licked her thirsty lips and walked to the door, still naked, and opened it, looking out of it.

It was the only way... And her thirst couldn't hold anymore. The corridors were still dark. Hallways empty. Even the mess hall was quiet... And she devised her plan. Ahsoka would not take Anakin's life. But the life of a clone. There must be men that could replace a clone. So did it really matter? She waited and turned the lights out... And then, a clone came down the halls. She bit down, smelling his blood from here. She scraped her fingernails down the metal and the clone stopped, turning on the lights to his helmet...

He saw Ahsoka, baring it all, and froze. "Commander?" He asked. She just walked forward with nothing on her mind but her blood-lust and then attacked him. He fell to the ground, helmet falling from his head and bearing his neck. Ahsoka let out a violent hiss... "Don't be afraid." She said, whispering into his ear. She then licked his cheek and when he shook his head and growled, she laughed devilishly.

So instead of killing him here, she dragged him down the halls and threw him to the wall, knocking him unconscious. And after that, she had her fun, taking off his uniform before sinking her teeth into his neck and draining him from blood, drop by drop. And the further she came to her full point, the more he struggled and screamed. And when it came to the last, she pulled back and wiped her fangs off. "Ahsoka..." She heard Anakin. She looked down at the now transforming clone and saved him the terror and used her inhuman strength to snap his neck.

There was a loud crack and the body fell to the floor. Anakin, only a towel wrapped around his waist, whirled around, refusing to look at the mess... Ahsoka stepped forward and wrapped her chilled arms around his chest, kissing up his neck. "Its done, Master... There's no turning back." She spoke in a husky tone. He didn't fight it. Her lust became too strong and she... Lost it. Taking a clone's life instead of his. And for that, he was grateful. But then, he was frozen in place when she kissed the pulse in his neck. He held his breath, waiting for a piercing pain... But it never came. Only the blood of the clone was left on his neck.

"Why couldn't you wait, Ahsoka? There's no leaving this life now..." He looked down. She dropped her gaze and pulled him closer. "For all of my life... I've wanted immortality, Master... And now, I have it. Do not take it away from me." The monster within was taking over. And Anakin had no choice but to play along. He nodded and it took all his bravery to turn around and face her... Blood dripped from the corners of her mouth and down the middle in between her breasts. He dragged his finger down the line and brought it to her lips.

She licked it away and looked at him. "The blood of Perfect Genes..." She moaned. "You know something else I would kill for?" She brought her lips to his, leaving a clear red mark on his. He fell into her intoxicating lips and pushed her back to the wall, taking charge again, love and need driving him mad. He slid his lips down her neck and in between her breasts, tasting the remains of blood he failed to collect on his fingertips. Ahsoka ran fingers through his hair and rolled her eyes back, tilting hr head to the left with closed eyes. And just then, he heard clones. He pulled back from her and toppled into his room, slipping over the wet tile floor and the door slid shut. Ahsoka laughed from behind. He looked up in amazement. "How'd you get there?" He asked. Then remembered. "Oh, yeah. Your dead."

"Ah-ah-ah... Watch yourself... The Dead like to play... rough!" She pounced on him and slid her hands down to the towel around his waist and that came off with ease. Nothing else to remove... But before they could even kiss each other, there was a knock at the door. Ahsoka growled and stood up. "Uh..." Anakin put his hand on her chest, stopping her. "You should go hide... They find you, your dead." He cautioned. She then growled at him before slipping into the dark bathroom. Anakin quickly grabbed the towel off the floor and wrapped it around his waist again as he went to open the door.

Ahsoka looked around and turned the light on in the bathroom... And she saw herself in the mirror. It frightened her. What she has turned into. She ran her fingers down the glass of the mirror and then down the crease in her body... She saw her eyes glass over and then the gray mist faded away... It was unnatural. Ahsoka opened her mouth and touched the fangs on the top row and then drew a line down in between her breasts as if she was planning an incision... She heard the door on the outside slide shut and watched Anakin walk into the bathroom.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" She asked. "What?" Anakin looked up. "I know you thought I was pretty before but... How about now? Am I still pretty?" She said, putting her arms down by her sides. "Ahsoka... Your more than pretty. Your beautiful." He said, pulling her close and kissing down her neck. She ran her fingers through his hair and then said something that made him stop. "But I'm not Senator Amidala, am I?" She whispered. He pulled back.

"What?"

"You heard me." She sneered, pushing on his chest. "I've known about your marriage. And now, I'm just an escape... It's not nice to piss off the dead, is it Master? You know about dealing with Immortal souls." She growled. He held his tongue. "You could get me back... Everything could be the way it was... I would be alive... All you have to do is leave. Leave her... Because she will be the death of you." Ahsoka said. "How? I can't leave her like that, Ahsoka... It wouldn't be right." He looked down.

"Master...I know your scared... I'm scared too... But you have to believe me... You could save my life." She said. He shook his head. She then stood up. "Then you lied... Don't you get it, Master? You will die... And I'll be alive. I'll live forever... I can't do that. Sure, I'll never grow old. But everybody else will. I'll have to watch everyone around me die." Tears threatened to escape her eyes as she left the bathroom, holding her arms. She picked up her clothes that still lie on the floor and put them back on, one by one. After she zipped up her boots, she stood and glared at Anakin.

"You could have helped me... But you chose her." She looked down. "Ahsoka... Please don't leave me." He begged, hugging her. She hugged him back. "Then you need to make a choice... You can make a choice... But when your like me, You don't have one." She said. He breathed in and almost started crying as he said it... "I choose you."

Ahsoka smiled and kissed him with as much passion as she could bring up. He put his hands on her lower back, pulling her closer to him. She pulled her head back and smiled. "Thank you, Master... Thank you." She said, now in tears. "Ahsoka, why are you crying?" He asked. She wiped her eyes. "I know this must be the hardest decision you've had to make... But I'm glad you chose me." He nodded, running a hand through his sweaty, matted down hair and picking his own clothes off the ground.

After he got dressed, the lights soon came on. Ahsoka stayed in his room, going through his stuff. Because she can. And then, as she went through one of his old uniforms, she pulled out a necklace... A locket. She opened it up and saw Anakin... But as a little boy. And in the other side... His mother. She stood up straight and looked at it once more before putting it down on his bed and she got on her knees... "It's true that I was alone... I was always on my own... But If I'd stayed that way, the only thing that I could open would be a world that was meaningless to me." She wiped a tear away.

And the door opened up again. But it wasn't Anakin. It was Obi-Wan. "Ahsoka, what are you doing in here? Shouldn't you be with Anakin?" He asked. She stood up and turned around. "Yes, I should... But he has things to do." She said. "Ahsoka... Are you alright?" He asked. She laughed. "Do I look alright?" She asked. "No, you look dead." He said. "Bravo... You answered correctly."

"Ahsoka!" Anakin yelled out, pushing passed Obi-Wan. "Are you OK?" He asked. "I'm fine, Master..." She looked at him. "Anakin..." He started. "Look, before you do something stupid-" Too late. Obi-Wan ran for it. "Obi-Wan!" He shouted. Ahsoka pushed passed him and skidded down the hallway with her inhuman speed as she soon tackled Obi-Wan to the ground, holding him by his throat. "Where do you think your going, Master?" She said. "Anakin, help!" He called. "You shouldn't have ran..." She said, sinking down to his throat. "Ahsoka, stop!" Anakin said.

She pulled her teeth back and looked at him. "He doesn't have to die." He said. "He knows now... He'll tell the council, and I will be executed." She said. "I thought you said you couldn't die." He said. "Not right away... But if I'm pierced in my un-beating heart or I'm decapitated, I'm done for..." She grabbed Obi-Wan by his collar. "Then what do we do with him, besides destroy him?" She growled. Anakin put a hand on her shoulder. "If he tells, then we'll run." She looked up at him and smiled, letting Obi-Wan go and run. She almost went after him. "He's trying to distract you so he can get you lost and he'll be able to tell the council..." He said.

She turned around. "Did you read his mind?" She asked. "Would it be wrong to say yes?" He smiled. She smirked back and found herself back in his arms. Nothing and no one can hurt them now. An indestructible Padawan and a Protective Master... More than great. It's wicked. But don't hold to the love in this chapter... Their not out of it yet.