Chapter 10: Who falls behind.

Yoda was worried. And a worried Grand Jedi Master was almost rare.

As he roamed the halls and rooms of the Jedi temple, he felt the dark side of the force constantly nab at him. He brushed them off, thinking they were just tricks from the hidden Sith Lord, but the pulls increased whenever he thought of Master Obi Wan and the team. Almost as of the force was trying to warn him of something.

He had just entered the room of a thousand fountains when Eeth Koth ran up to him "Master Yoda! The team has made contact! They are in trouble."

Yoda looked at him "Afraid of this, I was."

"You afraid? Never."

Yoda followed him to the communications room on one of the towers. The remaining members of the Jedi Council were standing around the holotable.

"Seven minutes ago, we received this message on all known frequencies. Every radio station in the Galaxy heard it," Agen Kolar informed.

"The message, play it you must," Yoda commanded.

Master Marva Zane griminced "Are you sure?"

"Play it," Yoda ordered.

Master Zane sighed and activated the table to show an image of Ahsoka Tano, covered in dry blood, sullen, and looking like hell had spat her out.

"This is Ahsoka Tano of The Jedi order and Grand Army of the Republic, 501st division. Me and my team are stranded on a planet some where in the outerrim of the galaxy! I do not know excatly where we are, but if you can trace the call, it'll take you to where you need to be. We are being hunted by an unknown foe, who has already slaughtered clone troopers Commander Cody, Arc Trooper Echo, Arc Trooper Fives, Captain Rex and Jedi members Master Windu, Master Plo, And Master Fisto. There are also Separatist Casualties including over ten droids and General Grievous himself. He has recorded a message, containg all Separatists secrets, which is urgent to be delivered to NO ONE but the Jedi Council!"

"I cannot say the messages secrets for risk of being rescued by those who wish to keep it secret, but whoever receives this message, Goddammit we need you!"

Yoda listened and watched with shock! Mace, Kit, Plo, and even Rex being dead was a tragedy. Whatever killed them and instilled such fear in Ahsoka Tano was clearly something dangerous. "Replied, have we?"

"We tried, but the messages aren't being watched. Apparently she either had to leave the communications centre or isn't listening," Agen Kolar frowned.

"Send a rescue team, we must," Yoda turned to leave.

""A rescue team for a rescue team?" Ki Adi Mundi scoffed "Whatever held such power to kill three Jedi masters and General Grievous himself is bound to be something that we can't destroy. It would be suicide to send any more-"

Yoda turned to him, furious "Grand master, you are not! Make the decisions, you do not! Have a say in the matter, you will not! Been in their place, you. Have. NOT!"

Ki Adi closed his mouth and lowered his head, ashamed "I am sorry, Master Yoda."

"Speak again, you will not," Yoda huffed and turned to Zane and Kolar "Send whatever you must, to save them. Bring them home, we will."

"Yes master," the two bowed and left to go prepare. Yoda left to go with them, eager to save them.

Wolfe found it hard to stay awake. His head hurt, his vision was blurry, and and he felt like throwing up.

But Ahsoka carries on. Literally, she was carrying Wolfe now, whose feet were dragging on the dirt and mud.

He heard a loud roar behind him. He sighed. He knew very well that he was dead weight, and that he had to be left behind. But he knew better then to tell Ahsoka, because she wouldn't listen anyway.

Still, he had to go.

"Ahsoka," he started but Ahsoka was having none of it "I know what you're thinking, and I'll say it for you. No!"

"You'll die," Wolfe whispered.

"Then I'd see my master again," Ahsoka chuckled. Wolfe understood now. Subconsciously, Ahsoka didnt want to survive. She wanted to die if it meant seeing Plo, Anakin, and Obi Wan again, even if she didn't know it.

Quinlan Vos kept looking behind him, trying to get a glimpse of the incoming danger. He ran at the pace of Ahsoka, making sure to catch Wolfe if she wasn't able to carry him any longer.

"Ahsoka...I'm dying..." Wolfe looked at her with his cybernetic eye "This is my fate."

"Not yet, Solider," Ahsoka interrupted, fire in her eyes "I will carry you until we are rescued or death, whichever comes last."

Wolfe chuckled. He always had a respect for Ahsoka. They both were raised by Plo Koon, and Wolfe had to admit there was a lot of things he didn't know about Ahsoka. Yet, here she was, carrying him to a safety that was nowhere near her.

Quinlan stopped suddenly, causing Ahsoka to halt and turn around. "Vos! What are you doing?!"

Quinlan Vos didn't respond. Slowly, he began to untie the braids in his hair, letting his hair fall loose down his back. He began to throw his uniform down, leaving himself bare chested with lightsaber in hand. His eyes were fixed on the trees in front of him, his stare not faltering.

"What are you doing?!" Ahsoka yelled, but Quinlan paid her no mind. He activated his lightsaber, his eyes scanning ahead.

"Get to the river!" Quinlan roared.

"Quinlan let's go!" Ahsoka yelled.

Quinlan ignored her and swung his saber at the ground, sending dirt up, and stomped on the ground.

Ahsoka pulled Wolfe away, leaving Vos to his own fate.

Several minutes later, they heard his scream echo throughout the forest.

Quinlan Vos was gone.

But Ahsoka refused to surrender, dragging Wolfe as best as she could. "Commander...stop."

"I won't leave you!" She huffed.

"Ahsoka! Stop!" Wolfe yelled.

Ahsoka, teary eyed, stopped setting Wolfe down against a tree.

"Now, go. You heard Vos, get to the river," Wolfe sighed.

"You are such a pain in the ass," Ahsoka grinned, attempting to stay positive "Master Plo always said that was you're greatest attribute."

"Funny, he said the same...about...you," Wolfe's breathing slowed.

"I'm not leaving you," Ahsoka said "No Damn way."

"Ahsoka, you have to. I'm dead weight."

"NO! Lift your arm solider!" Ahsoka grabbed him in an attempt to keep going but Wolfe just collapsed.

"You...said it...yourself," Wolfe leaned himself back against the tree "Your kind believe...whoever falls behind...is...left behind."

"That's not my philosophy," Ahsoka weakly argued, tears streaming down.

"Ahsoka...run...live..." Wolfe smiled, closing his eyes "Fight...end war...Message..."

Wolfe's breathing rasped, and he coughed "Keep...going..."

Ahsoka bit her lip, wiped her eyes, and stood up. "I WILL come back for you," She said firmly.

"Go..."

With a heavy heart, she ran. Ran from the clone. Wolfe grinned a bit, closing his eyes. He allowed the sweet noises of the jungle come to life. Birds calling, some water running down a hill (They must've been close to the river), and the wind blowing the leaves of the tree.

It wasn't long before he heard the sound of footsteps.

Casually, he opened his eyes, seeing the huge figure in front of him. His mask was on, and blood was all over his hands.

"Is that...Vos's blood...or Obi-Wan's?" He smirked.

The creature let out some clicking noises, before kneeling down to eye level.

"You...killed Rex...Cody...Fives and...Echo...The generals... Grievous...all for your..." Wolfe scowled 'Sick GAME!" Wolfe spat at the creatures mask "Only good thing...is I'm...about to see them."

The Predator wiped the spit off, and grabbed him by the throat.

"Go on...go ahead..." Wolfe grinned "Do it! Come on!"

The hunter looked at him strangely, and did the strangest thing.

It let go.

"Wait...where are...you going?!" Wolfe pleaded, the hunter heading in the direction of Ahsoka "Come on, I'M RIGHT HERE, KILL ME!"

The hunter kept walking away.

"Come on! DO IT NOW!" Wolfe cried, crawling towards him "PLEASE! KILL ME!"

He could no longer see it.

"Coward...coward!"

He was alone again, and Wolfe cried again, alone.

"Coward...coward...coward."

Coward.

Short I know but would you rather I wait until next week?!