The figure lept up, doing a triple flip in the air, landing with her left hand pointed back, feet apart, and right hand holding a green lightsaber just inches from Anakin's neak.
The jump had thrown her cloak off, and everyone reconized her.
Rex and Obi Wan stood, frozen in shock.
The Clones in the bushes stayed quiet, nor wanting to upseat General Skywalker because they knew what would happen.
Anakin too, stood frozen, his mouth open in shock, trembling slightly.
Is that really her standing in front of me?
The figure suddently noticed who she was standing in front off, and started to shake from fear.
Her lightsaber trembled in her hand before clattering to the ground and shutting off.
She began to shake her head slowly, then faster.
Anakin knew she was frightened, you could see it on her face even in the dark of night.
It hurt him.
But it was now or never.
He had to say something.
"Ahsoka?" He whispered, trying not to make his voice tremble.
She just stared, shaking her head.
He reached out his hand, to comfort her, but that just made her panic.
Then her hand darted out, lightsaber zipping into her hand, and she turned to run.
But in her haste to excape, she slipped, and to Anakin's horror, she slipped down the cliff ledge, her slender form disappearing.
"AHSOKA!" Anakin screamed.
Her hand was still visible, desperately holding on to the ledge...
Anakin rushed to it, but it slipped
Obi Wan and Anakin rushed forward.
Ahsoka had her lightsaber thrust through the rock wall.
A sheer look of utter terror plastered across her face as she hung there...