It so it begins, the story arc we've all been waiting for. You guys will probably be quiet surprised and shocked with how I went about it. This is one of the best written, and the saddest arc in the entirety of Clone Wars in my opinion, and too this day it's still tough to watch. Hope you guys enjoy... I mean get your hearts broken while reading this! :(


Jarik POV

I headed through the Temple down to the hanger bay, where most of the ships were being repaired or parked, with workers milling around. Master Kenobi had given me a small list of additions that the Council wanted added to the gunships to give us a better advantage in battle and with depositing our troops. I was supposed to give the list to a worker named Jackar Bowmani.

Entering the hanger I looked around to see the different workers milling about, as well as some clones and other Jedi, and searched for Bowmani. I found him nearby one of the gunships, and headed over.

"Excuse me, Jackar?" I ask politely.

He looks up and gives me a small bow. "How may I be of service Master Jedi?" he asks.

I open the list on the data pad and hand it over to him. "The Council wants to have these modifications added to the gunships whenever you have the time," I inform him. He scans through it quickly before nodding in understanding.

"Of course. I'll get to work on seeing this through immediately," he says with another bow. The bowing makes me feel slightly uncomfortable, since I don't care to much for the "royal respect" but whatever.

I give him a small smile and start to walk away. "Thank you," I tell him gratefully.

When I'm halfway across the Temple hanger, I suddenly stop and whirl around as the Force screams in warning... and it's coming from where I just was. I widened my eyes in shock as a gunship suddenly explodes violently, sending debris and fire everywhere, hitting the other gunships. People scream in pain as they are hit, and I raise my arms to block he blast with a Force shield, but it's way too much for me to handle.

I'm thrown harshly into the far wall with a pained cry, and look up to see a massive amount of gunship debris falling straight for me, the rest of the hanger being on fire or falling apart, dead bodies scattered around, burned. I raised my arms and attempted to stop the falling debris with the Force, and manage to be successful... but that's when it hits.

I scream in agony as my left arm feels like it's on fire, a large piece of metal having hit my arm dead on. Moments later I fall unconscious from the pain, the hanger exploding all around me.


Ahsoka POV

"Yeah... what'd I miss?" Anakin asks, rubbing his head.

"Oh... not much," I replied with a small grin.

He looks around in confusion and panic. "Wait a minute, wasn't I flying? Where's my fighter? How did I get here?!" he demands.

"Fighter crashed. I saved the day. You're welcome," I respond with a smirk, standing back up after realizing he was ok. He watched me walk away and scoffed in amusement.

"Alright," he says.

I move to brush the dirt off of Artooie's dome when a massive burst of pain overtakes me. I cry out in shock and fall to the ground, holding my left arm in a kneeling position.

"Ahsoka?!" Anakin asked in alarm, rushing to my side immediately. I hissed between clenched teeth as the pain slowly faded away, but tears started to come out of my eyes as I realized there was only one reason I would suddenly be in such pain like that.

"Ahsoka, talk to me. What's wrong? Are you alright?" he asks frantically, checking me over.

"I'm fine but... I think Jarik's hurt!" I tell him in a panic, barely keeping the tears out of my eyes.

"He's hurt? How do you know this?" he asks in concerned confusion.

"It's from the bond... I can't seem to reach him right now!" I exclaim frantically, trying to probe along it desperately.

"Do you know if he's alive?" Anakin asks worriedly. After a few moments I nod my head.

"Yes... but barely," I respond quietly.

He eyes me sympathetically. "Ok, that's the important thing, that he's alive. I'm sure Obi-Wan is with him right now," he reassures me.

I nod quietly, and he stands up, opening his comlink channel. "Captain Rex, Ahsoka and I need a little help," he says.

"Right away sir," he responds immediately.

Anakin turns back to me and helps me stand back up as I fight to keep my emotions under control. Wailing about it right now won't do anyone any good, and it certainly isn't the Jedi way. Anakin's comlink then beeps as someone contacts us, and he opens it to reveal Master Yoda, although his face is grave.

"Master Yoda," he says in surprise.

"Return to the Jedi Temple quickly, you should. You and your Padawan," he tells us with a grim look. Anakin looks at me hesitantly, and I get a bad feeling in my heart.

"What's the reason? We're... kind of busy," he says nervously, glancing over at me. I was holding my left arm with my right hand, looking at the ground.

"Important it is, Skywalker. Bombed the Temple hanger, someone has. Your assistance to find the terrorist, we need." Master Yoda says.

We look at the image of the smoking temple in shock, surprised that someone even managed such a feet. I then remembered that Jarik was supposed to be at the Temple right now, and my blood runs cold.

"Master, was Jarik caught in the blast? Is he alright?" I ask fearfully, uncaring if it would raise confusion and suspicion towards me and Jarik. I was in too much of a panic for him to really care. Anakin gives me a warning glance, and the hologram shifts back into Yoda, who eyes me inquisitively but responds to my question.

"Caught in the blast he was, but survived the explosion, he did. In the healing rooms to be treated, he is now." Master Yoda informs us, and I sigh in relief, slumping my shoulders in gratitude.

"Thank you Master," I say gratefully, nodding my head. Master Yoda inclines his head as wel before turning to Anakin.

"Return quickly, you should," he says.

"We'll be right there Master." Anakin says firmly, closing the transmission. Rex's gunship touches down close by, and we head over to it with R2.

"Ahsoka, you shouldn't have asked that. You almost gave it away." Anakin scolds me disapprovingly. I look away, slightly shameful.

"I'm sorry Master, but I'm just so worried about him! It was almost like he was dead and I.. I just needed to know so badly!" I respond, voice breaking slightly. His gaze softens slightly as he nods.

"I understand Ahsoka, but you must be mindful of your actions. Allowing your emotions to get the better of you can cause things you may not realize," he warns me.


Ahsoka POV

Once arriving back at the Temple, me and Anakin quickly headed towards the Hall's of Healing, where Jarik was supposed to be recovering. We entered the hall and headed for where Jarik was, finding Master Kenobi sitting by his bed, a concerned look on his face. I rushed over to Jarik's left side quickly and checked his still unmoving form, his face slightly pale. the white bedsheets pulled up to his chin. Anakin stands next to Master Kenobi, a worried frown on his face.

"How is he?" he asks Master Kenobi for me.

"He'll live, that's the most important thing," he replies simply.

I pull up one of the chairs nearby and continue to check over Jarik's form, the bond still silent on his end, but he was breathing just fine at least.

"Unfortunately the blast had... consequences." Master Kenobi says, closing his eyes sadly.

"Master... what do you mean?" I ask hesitantly, afraid of the answer. I brushed my hand over his left arm and stilled when I felt something that shouldn't be there.

I slowly lifted the blanket to reveal his left arm and gasped in horror at the sight. Anakin widened his eyes in shock and he hissed between clenched teeth, unconsciously holding his right hand where the prosthetic was from his first battle against Dooku. Just below the shoulder, Jarik's entire left arm was just... gone, replaced by a cold, metal prosthetic limb.

"Oh no..." Anakin said quietly, moving around to pull me in a side hug as tears started to slide down my face, and Master Kenobi watched me with sad eyes, tinged with a tiny amount of grief.

Jarik would never have flesh for his left arm ever again.


Ahsoka POV

After visiting Jarik in the healing room, Master Kenobi ushered us all to the Council chambers to discuss how to proceed with catchng the bomber. I protested at first of course, but Anakin convinced me that Jarik would be fine, and the healers would take care of him. On the way out, Barris passed by me and offered me a sympathetic apology, which I nodded my head gratefully. She and Jarik have been my closest friends in the Temple, and I don't know what I'd do if I lost either of them, more specifically Jarik.

"How could the Separatists have successfully infiltrated the Jedi Temple?" Anakin asks.

"Worse than that, it is." Master Yoda says grimly.

"What could be worse Master Yoda?" I ask in confusion, keeping my emotions bay to focus on solving this crime. For Jarik, and the others who had died.

The Council members all share concerned looks, and me and Anakin glance at each other in confusion before Master Windu speaks.

"Everything is on the table. We have to look at the possibility that it could've been anyone in the Temple. Even a Jedi," he says. The two of us widen our eyes in shock at the idea.

"If a Jedi this is, gone to the dark side, they have." Master Yoda says sadly.

"I... I can't believe a Jedi would attack a place this sacred!" I say, stunned.

"We'd like for you two to lead the investigation. We can't trust anyone who was here, even a Jedi. You and Ahsoka will provide an impartial point of view, free of assumptions." Master Windu informs us, and we nod in understanding.

"We'll do everything we can." Anakin promises.

"Careful, you must be Skywalker." Master Yoda warns. "If willing to destroy the Temple the attacker is, to great lengths they will go, to keep from being caught."

"Then I guess we'll have to go to even greater lengths to catch him." Anakin says firmly. I nod my head in agreement, hardening my gaze to steely eyes. Whoever was responsible for bombing the Temple, killing others and hurting Jarik so badly, I wasn't planning on resting until they were caught, and received justice for their actions.


Ahsoka POV

Me and Anakin were walking through the charred and blackened crime scene, droids and investigators scanning the place for clues. The Force weighed down heavily here, still showing signs of death and horror.

"I can still here the screams." Anakin says quietly.

"Do you believe what they said Master? That a Jedi could do this?" I ask, still in disbelief at the idea.

"Not every Jedi agrees with this war Ahsoka. There are many political idealists among us," he replies.

"But a traitor?" I question in disbelief.

"I'm afraid one can eventually become the other. Remember Count Dooku and General Krell. That's how they started too," he says

I crossed my arms and looked around with a small frown at all the carnage. He was right in a way unfortunately. She had read about how respected Dooku was as a Jedi, one of the best in fact, but now he was a Sith Lord bent on enslaving the Republic. And Krell turned into a monster who slaughtered his own troopers just because he had the power to do so.

"Only analysis and investigation will prove what is true, or not." a small droid says, getting my attention.

"Who are you?" Anakin demands.

"I am Russo-ISC. Crime scene analyzer for the Jedi. I will be working with you and your Padawan on this case," he says, checking his datapad a few times. "I was assigned by, Master Windu."

"Ok Russo. You and Ahsoka should begin the interviews." Anakin says.

"I... would rather interview the witnesses, alone." Russo responds.

Me and Anakin eye each other with a small frown, and I shrug before turning back to him. "Why?" I demand.

"Many of the wounded have heard rumors, a Jedi was behind this explosion. There will be, ill will toward you," he says. I look over at Anakin, a sad look on my face at the reminder that a Jedi could have done this, killing people. Hurt Jarik.

"I think you're over exaggerating Russo there were Jedi killed in that blast along with maintenance crew, and clones. And one of our best friends was hurt badly in the explosion." Anakin says, and I secretly wince at the reminder. "Take Ahsoka with you." Anakin says in finality.

Russo looks over at me and I raise an eye marking at him.

"Let me know if you find anything," he continues.

I harden my gaze determinedly. "I will Master," I reply. There's no way I would be lazy and slack off on this case with so much at stake.


Anakin POV

As Ahsoka and Russo walked away to begin the interviews, I had my eyes closed with a frown on my face, searching through the force for clues about this attack. I was also a little bit concern for Ahsoka, worried that she might get to cold in her determination to solve the case. I had never commented about it, but I could barely make out the growing affection that she and Jarik had felt for each other, and it wasn't just friendship feelings. It was similar to what me and Padme had felt towards each other before we were married, and I had mixed feelings about it. I wanted to encourage their slowly growing relationship, but I also knew that the Jedi Council would punish them if they found out, and that's not something I wanted them to risk, already knowing the dangers of my own relationship.

I could only hope that this investigation goes smoothly, and we could find the culprit before it got out of hand. Jarik had already lost an arm from the bomber, and he would need help to get through that shock once he found out. I know it was hard for me when it happened.


Jarik POV

Everything was cold and misty, the smoke all around me as I looked around in confusion. I had no idea where I was, and I was being haunted by visions of crazy things.

"There's nothing you can do, child..."a dark voice says.

I whirl around to see a misty image of Darth Revan and me facing each other down on Mortis.

"Yes boy... I can sense your fear..." he continued.

"Shut up!" I had responded later. "And go away!"

The image fades and I turn around again as another vision appears behind me, of me in the communications room, Anakin and Master Plo there as well.

"I'm not giving up on her either Master Plo!" I said in determination.

"This may not be within your power..." he replied. I had looked back at the map, hopeless.

Once again the scene fades and I'm met with another scene with me sitting on the bed. "Fine. I just feel guilty, and helpless," I said.

"You are definitely not helpless Jarik," she had responded sternly.

"I wasn't strong enough to sense it!" I said bitterly.

The vision shifts to show something else again, and this time I was viewing Maul facing me in the cargo ship.

"I killed your parents as they foolishly tried to flee from me, you in tow!" he exclaimed gleefully.

The words still struck my heart like a lightsaber. I remembered seeing red in my vision as I attacked Maul in a rage, and that moment disappears as the smoke surround me suddenly turns a deep red, twisting upwards to form a massive cloaked figure. I looked up in horror as the dark side seemed to emanate from it.

"Young Shan... you will join me, or die. There is no other way..." his gravely voice says, ending with a cackle as he ignites a blood red lightsaber.

In the Halls of Healing, my body shivered violently in response to these visions, my hands clenching painfully as sweat ran down my face before I went still again, still in a deep coma.

Hidden from the view of anyone else, three figures watched me sadly, one being Light Side Revan, then Bastila, and then the woman who wielded a double bladed lightsaber, bearing a striking resemblance to Bastile. They glanced at each other in concern before fading away into nothingness.


Ahsoka POV

After interviewing the different witnesses, me and Russo were back in the hanger, analyzing a holo-recording of the explosion to better understad what had happened. I walked around with a datapad in hand, scanning the different pieces of debris floating in the air as shown by the hologram, and discovered a pattern.

"Based on the trajectory of the debris, it seems the blast came from there," I observed, watching the dotted lines all converge on a single point.

"Why... is there no bomb residue?" Russo asks inquisitively.

"So you think whoever did this triggered a ship to explode?" Anakin asks me, entering the hanger.

"We think so," I reply. "Russo's trying to use the shrapnel to determine that now. The witness says he saw Jackar in the area. Maybe Jackar planned to do this and just kept quiet," I theorized.

"Or..." Anakin says hesitantly.

"It, actually was a Jedi," I finish sadly.

"I found something, an anomaly." Russo says, replaying the footage of the explosion. "Something that should not be here," he continues.

As he walks around with a datapad, me and Anakin follow him before I stop, looking over to the side. I can see Jarik flying through the air, attempting to create a force shield as his face shows a look of utter panic in terror. He hits the wall, mouth open with a cry of pain, and then a large piece of a gunship falls in his direction. He raises his arms to stop it...

Anakin's hand on my shoulder tears my gaze away from Jarik in surprise, and he glances between me and Jarik's image with a sympathetic look, turning me away from the scene. I wipe away the tears I didn't realize I had and follow after Russo, who didn't notice our moment.

He stops in front of a few pieces of debris, and a bunch of markers point to small objects on them. "These pieces came from the blast origin. they are covered with microscopic droids, of a highly volatile nature."

"Nan-droids?" Anakin asks in surprise, ad I narrow my eyes suspiciously at the small droids.

"Yes. Nano-droids," Russo confirms, shutting off the hologram.

"Great. Now we're chasing nano-droids," I wave my hands in irritation. If Jarik was here this job would be much easier.

"Russo, go through security footage. Try to see if Jackar went to other parts of the Temple." Anakin ordered. "Ahsoka, let's go find out how Jackar got his hands on these nano-droids," he tells me.


Ahsoka POV

Later in the security room, me and Anakin entered to see a few investigation droids analyzing footage, and one of them turns to us.

"Bowmani's file, Master Jedi," one of the droids says, handing Anakin a datapad.

"He's a munitions expert," I say in surprise. Makes him a lot more suspicious.

"Jackar was the foreman over all the gunships, bombs and weapons." Anakin reads off the datapad. "His specialty was nano-weaponry."

"We've got to find this guy. It has to be him with all of that evidence," I say in determination. We head over to Russo, who is quickly viewing eight different screens that are all being fast-forwarded at a high speed, his head shifting quickly between all of them. I look at it in surprise and disbelief, finding it crazy how fast he could look through stuff.

"Isn't that going a little too fast for you to make sense out of it?" Anakin asks in bewilderment.

"It is simple data," Russo replies. "At this pace, I'm able to view hundreds of hours, of footage."

"Have you found Jackar?" Anakin asks again.

Russo lifts his goggles to look at us. "No."

"I'll gather some Jedi, and search the Temple. If he's still here, he might be planning another attack." Anakin decides.

"Instead of Jedi, I have droids, that can do the job much faster." Russo replies, waving a few droids forwards. The door suddenly bursts forwards and to our surprise, R5 suddenly rushes into the room frantically, beeping at us.

"R5? What are you doing here?" I ask him curiously.

He beeps at me, sounding upset and eager. I raise an eye marking at him. "So you want to help search the Temple with Russo?" I ask in confirmation.

Russo immediately protests. "R5 is not an investigator droid. He will do more harm than good."

R5 beeps angrily, brandishing an electric prod at Russo, who backs up quickly. Anakin quickly moves to hold R5 back. "Woah, easy there little guy," he says sternly. R5 beeps angrily again, and I have to nod in understanding.

"Well Russo, R5 is Jarik's astromech, and we all know of his computer reputation. R5 may not be an investigator droid, but he has really advanced scanners packed. even I don't know of all of them," I say, trying to reason with the investigator droid.

He lets out the droid equivalent of an annoyed sigh. "Fine. But he better not get in my way," he says warningly, and R5 beeps triumphantly, rolling out of the room.


Ahsoka POV

Me and Anakin were back in the Council chambers to update the Masters on our progress.

"So you've found nothing so far." Master Windu states.

"We have a clue we're following," I tell him.

"But we still don't have answers." Anakin finishes for me.

The Master all share concerned glances before turning back to us. "It is imperative that the truth be found soon. There are whispers, that the Senate will have a meeting, to decide whether the military police will need to become involved in this investigation."

I widened my eyes in shock and anger, unbelieving that the Senate would try this. "they can't do that!" I protest in frustration. Anakin puts a hand on my shoulder, an angry look on his face at the thought of the Senate being involved.

"Clones died in that explosion, maintenance clones working on the gunships as well as civilians. The Senate, tends to take notice of these things, no matter where they happen." Master Windu says sternly.

'All so they get more power for their grubby little hands over the Jedi Order,' I seethed in my mind. i never paid attention to hating the wishes of the Senate as much Jarik did, but he is absolutely right in his opinion. The Senate only cares about events that can give them more power over people, with how corrupt they are. They definitely don't care at all for who died in the explosion, probably seeing the clones, and even the civilians as a waste to bother with. But if their deaths give them a chance to grab power, they will go for it. And that absolutely sickens me.

Still, I keep these thoughts to myself, a adopt a formal look, face impassive when Anakin's comlink goes off.

"Master Skywalker, we have found Jackar." Russo says.

'Finally,' I thought with satisfaction.

"Lock down all exits so he can't escape." Anakin responds quickly. We bow to the Masters and then exit the chambers to get to Jackar for answers.


Ahsoka POV

Entering the room where Russo said Jackar was, R5 and Russo stand side by side, and we look around in confusion and irritation when we don't see him anywhere.

"Where is he?" Anakin demands.

"Well, part of him is, here." Russo replies, walking forwards.

"I don't think now is a good time to joke!" Anakin says angrily.

Russo then leads us to a table with a green hand laid on it. I raise an eye marking in confusion. R5 beeps to us, his tone filled with surprise and confusion as Russo speaks.

"This is, all that remains, of Jackar." Russo says. I widened my eyes in shock, Anakin sharing the same surprise.

"His hand?" he asks, stunned.

"The rest of him, exploded." Russo tells us.

"Because he was so close to the bomb?" I ask.

"Because he was, the bomb," he replies, lowering his goggles. I gape at the hand in shock, not expecting that. So does that mean... that Jackar wasn't behind this? Russo hands me a small datapad and I look over it. R5 lets off a low sounding beep.

"What's this?" Anakin asks.

"The connection we were looking for, to the explosion, in the hanger." Russo scans the hand to reveal an alarming amount of nano-droids.

"The nano-droids?" I exclaim in surprise. "How did they get in his bloodstream?"

"This just keeps getting better and better." Anakin says, crossing his arms in irritation. "We're gonna have to search Jackar's home for evidence."

R5 beeps eagerly in response.


Ahsoka POV

Me, Anakin and R5 headed towards the lower civilia levels of the city where Jackar supposedly lived, asking around for directions. Someone pointed us in the direction of his apartment, and we entered it warily. The place wasn't very clean at all, much to my surprise. R5 beeped, being a lot more vocal about his distaste for this... dump.

"This is not the nicest place." Anakin remarks.

"I would've thought working for the Jedi paid better," I say with a small frown, a little guilty that people working for the Order didn't have the same comfortable lives that we had in the Temple. Well, not comfortable, but more stable, and clean. Anakin knocked on the door to Jackar's apartment. When no one answered, he simply opened the door with the Force, and we entered the house. I pulled out my scanner alongside R5 in preparation for a search.

"Letta? Are you here?" Anakin asks. When nobody answers, he turns to us. "You two search for the droids, but be careful. Remember, he was a munitions expert. I'd rather not set off another explosion today."

R5 lets out a long beep and starts scanning the walls and other containers, while I held up my own scanner, heading down the hallway. So far there was no sign of anything, and the power didn't seem to be working to my annoyance. Listening to the scanners beep, R5 rolled along behind me, scanning everything he could view for any signs of nano-droids. He certainly wasn't his usual, snarky self today, probably because of his worry for Jarik. At the reminder of his condition, I narrowed my eyes in determination and continued my search, heading deeper into the house.

I slid open another door that lead into the kitchen, finding it dark like the rest of the house. "Letta?" i called out, receiving no answer. R5 brushed past me, knocking me in the leg a little bit in order to enter the room, and I rolled my eyes. He turned his scanners to all of the bins and drawers, while I held up my own scanner.

It suddenly started to beep quicker, and I narrowed my eyes, heading forwards. Seeing the reaction from my scanner, R5 rolled in my direction too, his scanners beeping the same way. I widened my eyes as me and R5's scanners went positive from the disposal.

"Master!" I called out. He rushed into the room immediately as I inspected the device. "The scanners are picking up traces in the disposal. The nano-droids were in the food," I say in surprise. R5 beeps a long, confused and suspicious beep.

"Well I guess the question now is, did he eat them willingly? Or did someone feed them to him?" Anakin says.

"What are you doing here?" a voice suddenly asks. We turn to see Letta in the doorway, a nervous expression on her face.

"We've learned Jackar was involved in the bombing." Anakin tells her.

"That's can't be true!" she immediately protests.

"See if she has any nano-droids on her Ahsoka." Anakin tells me.

Before I can move forward, R5 is already rushing forwards furiously, scanning Letta immediately with angry beeps.

"Nano-droids?" she asks nervously.

R5 then pulls back with an angry beep in her direction, letting us know that she was clean of any nano-droids. Anakin and I narrow my eyes at her suspiciously.

"What do you mean nano-droids?" she demands.

"We believe someone set Jackar up, and made him the bomb," I tell her.

"I... I don't understand," she says, hesitant to answer. R5 beeps furiously, and I hold him back from any possible rampage he might make, although I'm just as suspicious as he is at Letta.

"Letta, I want to bring you in for more questioning." Anakin says, stalking forwards. "Maybe you can help us, make sense out of all this."

The suspicion and warning is clear in Anakin's voice, and she looks away. "I'll, answer any question I can," she finally says.

We lead her outside of the apartment, but once we exit the building, she suddenly throws a random guy on top of me, running away as fast as she could. R5 squeals in rage at her retreating form.

"Letta stop!" Anakin exclaims, but she continues as the guy quickly gets off of me. She climbs onto a moving transport to escape. "Letta!"

Me and Anakin run after her, R5 wheeling behind us as fast as he can, letting off an occasional angry beep or insult at Letta. "Take the high road!" Anakin tells me.

"Right Master," I respond, leaping onto a large sign as R5 continues to roll after Anakin. I jump onto the bridge above Letta's moving vehicle, running along after her and occasionally pushing people out of the way as gently as I can to keep up. I watch as she exits onto another transport, heading into a dark alley in the hopes of hiding.

'You can't hide from us,' I think angrily, narrowing my eyes at her form. Letta running from us means she has something to do with the bombing, with taking away Jarik's left arm!

I leap onto a box in front of her, landing in a crouch. "Letta stop!" I yell out.

She backs away fearfully, only to run into Anakin, whose arms are crossed in displeasure. R5 rolls out behind him, unveiling an electric prod, which he brandishes warningly.

"Ugh! Let me go!" she exclaims.

"Running means you know more than you're telling us," I say angrily, jumping down and stalking forward with my hands on my hips.

"Jackar is dead, and now you're trying to blame his murder on me?" she protest angrily, and we narrow our eyes.

"Nobody ever said, he was dead." Anakin points out, a dangerous tone in his voice. She widens her eyes in fear, realizing her mistake.

"But running, means you had something to do with the bomb," I state accusingly, pointing a finger at her. R5 beeps in agreement.

"You don't know what you're talking about!" she says defensively.

"People, blamed, Jedi because of you," I seethed angrily. "People were killed because of you! My best friend lost his arm because of you!" I yell furiously, jabbing a finger in her direction.

She shoves my hand away angrily. "You can't prove anything!" she exclaims, sound so confident.

"Did you feed the nano-droids to Jackar? You will answer me! NOW!" Anakin roars, and I can't help but smirk at her panicked expression as she eyes Anakin with terror in her eyes. Nobody in their right mind would ever want to make General Skywalker mad.

I move forward closer with a glare, and R5 sparks his electric prod threateningly.

She finally relents with a sigh. "I did feed the nano-droids to Jackar."

"You set up your own husband to die?!" I exclaimed incredulously, eying the woman in disgust.

"You're dealing with things you don't understand," she responds patronizingly.

I eye Anakin with a raised eye marking before shoving Letta forward. "Huh, well where your going, you'll have plenty of time to explain everything!" I tell her, leading her along as R5 kept his electric prod out in warning.


Ahsoka POV

"We're holding Letta in the cell below the Temple to await further questioning." Anakin says as we walk through the Temple with Master Windu and Master Yoda.

I raise a communicator as Russo contacts me. "I am pleased to report, that there were no other nano-droids found in the sweep of the Temple. I am, also pleased to report that based on the security footage, Jackar Bowmani acted alone," he says. "Which means, no Jedi was involved."

I let off a relieved smile, glad to know that this incident appeared to be over. "Thanks Russo. Good job," I say, closing the transmission.

"Did this woman say what her reason were for attacking us?" Master Windu asks.

"Not yet. But we're working on that," I reply.

"I think we can guess her motives easily enough," he says. "Public opinion is swaying against the Jedi, that is becoming clear."

We all look down sadly in the reminder, and I felt upset by how true it was. For a while now, Jarik was starting to develop some suspicion about how the public viewed us, and I could pick that up, but he also didn't think it was enough to be concerned about. Now it is a deep concern.

"This war, is becoming less and less popular every day it persists." Master Windu says, and he and Master Yoda head off.

"Master, I'm relieved we solved this case but..." I start to say.

"What if it had been a Jedi?" Anakin finishes.

"Yes. I don't know how I would've felt if a Jedi was really behind this," I say nervously.

"There are going to be Jedi who disappoint us Ahsoka. But as long as we know there are good Jedi that fight for what's right, it makes it all worth while." Anakin says, and I look down thoughtfully.

He then puts a hand on my shoulder, causing me to look up at him. "If you need to, I think you can go check up on Jarik and see how much he's recovering," he says, a surprising amount of understanding in his eyes.

I smile at him and nod gratefully, heading off to the Healing Rooms to check up on my friend.


Chancellor's office; Republic Senate building; Coruscant

Sheev Palpatine, esteemed and humble Chancellor of the Republic, secretly known as Darth Sidious, the Dark Lord of the Sith and future Emperor of the galaxy, was not in a good mood.

Oh don't get him wrong, he was delighted to learn that the Jedi Temple was bombed, making those fools look weak and vulnerable for everyone to witness. And when he sensed who was truly behind the bombing, a Senior Padawan, it brought him sick delight to know how easily the Jedi will fall these days. His delight only increased when he learned of Jarik Shan being caught in the blast.

Unfortunately the Jedi brat managed to survive the explosion, much to his frustration. When he first discovered the child as a descendent of Lord Revan, he was delighted. A Force user of such a strong bloodline would be invaluable in his quest for galactic domination. However, ever since he became a Padawan to Kenobi, he was becoming a problem. Compared to Skywalker, his destiny was unclear, and he was slowly becoming a threat to his plans, sensing his presence while others could not, even capturing recording of his time on Mandalore! When he learned this from Yoda, it took all his willpower to keep his rage in check at how foolishly close he was to being discovered.

Yes, young Shan was more of a hinderance to him than an asset, unlike Skywalker. However, he could use the bombing events in his favor. He was no fool, and was well aware of the force bond he and Tano have shared for years, which is what kept him greatly tied to the light, with how pure Tano's soul seemed to be. It was sickening.

But if he played the cards of this bombing correctly, he could break them both, and eliminate a possible threat. After all, if the Council were to discover the Force Bond between the two brats, they would have no choice but to sever it, especially if one was accused of something unforgivable...

He smirked to himself, eyes flashing yellow briefly. The plan was in motion, and now he had to execute it, using the fallen Jedi as a pawn to eliminate all threats, and break Skywalker's trust in the Jedi further.


Jarik POV

I could feel someone stroking a hand tenderly through my hair, and let off a quiet groan, slowly opening my eyes. Looking down at me in concern was Ahsoka's face, whose eyes lit up in joy to see me awake.

"Jarik! You're alright!" she says happily across the bond.

"Sweetie Horns?" I say tiredly, blinking my eyes. "What... what happened?"

"You were unconscious for a day. How do you feel?" she asks me in worry.

I let off another groan and attempt to sit up, and she helps support me as I move. "...feel like I got smashed by Grievous a few times," I manage to joke. "What happened that had me-"

I suddenly still as I move my left hand against the bedside, feeling something completely different about it. Ahsoka's face morphs into one of sadness in regret as she hesitantly replies.

"You were... caught in an explosion," she says quietly.

I rip the blanket off and widen my eyes in horror at the prosthetic limb replacing my arm, the silver metal gleaming in the white light above me. My breathing starts to become frantic as Ahsoka attempts to shush me, pulling me into a tight hug. I latch onto her tightly, still uncomfortable with moving my left arm, sobbing quietly as I remember exactly what had happened, and she rubs my back soothingly.

I didn't have a left arm anymore!


This wasn't what you were expecting when reading this chapter was it? I bet you all are going crazy and are shocked by my decision to remove Jarik of his left arm. When I first came up with the OC, I didn't plan on doing this at first, but now I think it goes pretty well when thinking about it critically. It makes the story seem more intense and real, instead of just playing out as you already know. Gives more of a sense of danger and uncertainty about what is to happen next for Jarik and Ahsoka.

Dang this was insane to write! Next chapters are going to be tough writing for sure.