Okay, here is the rest of that last chapter. Maybe I should have been more patient and combined the two. Oh well, I never was much the patient type. Enjoy!
Chapter 4Ahsoka trudged along the streets trying desperately to remember where she had left her speeder. It was early morning and to her relief, it seemed as though most of the underworld's inhabitants liked to sleep in. The streets were relatively quiet, although even the softest of noises would set off a chain reaction of throbbing pain in her head. Regardless of the time of day though, the light there was always rather dark and dismal. Even at this early hour, neon lit signs assaulted her weary, sensitive eyes. She slowly walked along, one arm around her stomach, the other hand massaging her neck, wishing she had brought a cloak with her to wear... and maybe some glareshades.
She looked up and realized her surroundings suddenly appeared vaguely familiar. She was back in front of the bar that had started this whole mess. That meant that the landing platform she left her speeder at was just around the corner. Assuming the speeder was still there, of course. And the way things had been going for her lately, she wouldn't have been surprised either way.
The truth was somewhere in the middle. As she rounded the corner, she spotted a young Rodian boy trying to hotwire her ride. "Unbelievable!" she whispered before shouting "Hey, you there! Leave that alone!" The boy's head shot up and he quickly pulled out a tiny vibroblade. Ashoka rolled her eyes "Can't anything go easy for me?" she thought, as she reached for her lightsaber... only to find her hand empty.
"My lightsaber! Oh kriff! Not again!… Oh no! I must have left it at..." And before she could finish her thought, she found herself force pushing the green child out of her way, making sure he was at least thrown in the direction of what appeared to be a pile of soft trash so he wouldn't be too badly bruised. She leapt into her speeder and was flying back in the direction of Cad Bane's motel room before most bystanders even realized what had happened.
"I HAVE to get it back before I go back to the temple... Skyguy is gonna KILL ME!"
She pulled up to the crumbling motel building and flew through the door and up the stairs.
"Which room was it, which room was it... THERE!" she stopped in front of the weathered durasteel door and knocked. "Please oh please oh please" she repeated under her breath, nervous and shaky.
Nothing.
She felt out through the force searching for his presence in the room. Nothing. Empty. Gone.
"Well maybe it's still in there! It could have rolled under the bed or something, right?" She asked out loud. She took a deep breath. What should she do? Sure she could force the door in, but didn't feel like bringing that kind of attention to herself at this point. No, she had to unlock the door.
"Okay... focus" She closed her eyes and slowly held out her hand. In her mind she could see the door, see the 4 archaic locks, feel their smooth metallic surfaces. Everything fit together in a neat, although slightly rusty puzzle. Slowly, each lock began to turn, one by one. Pop... pop... pop... pop. She opened her eyes, looking pleased with herself. She reached out and quietly pushed open the door.
Empty. The entire room was empty. Bane had obviously packed up and bailed. Made sense, she supposed. He had shown a Jedi where he lived. Not a wise move. Shaking her head to remove herself from her thoughts, she quickly got to work, searching in drawers, in the sheets, under the bed. Nothing, save for some dust and a crumpled tissue. She searched everywhere and everywhere proved fruitless.
"The pillows!" she thought desperately "Maybe it's under there?"
She threw back the first pillow. Nothing. The lifted the second, revealing a small, torn piece of durasheet. Pillow still in hand, she reached for it. On it, in neatly written handwriting, read-
"'Till we meet again, Sweetheart".
She screamed and threw the pillow across the room, knocking over a lamp. "Why that no good, slimy, piece of... aaaagh!" she slammed her head against the wall, defeated. "Ouch" She sank down onto the bed, her head in her hands, large eyes welling up with tears. He had known she would come back. And he wanted her to know he had her lightsaber.
Ahsoka took a long, calming breath. She rubbed her aching forehead. "Okay. Patience. There is nothing else I can do here. I HAVE to get back to the temple before they realize I'm gone. I'll just... I'll just deal with this later." Her shoulders slouched as she pried herself off of the bed and sulked out that door for the second time that morning.
