Triple A

by The Lady 0f Shalott

AU. In a galaxy clouded by the Dark Side, Anakin, Asajj and Ahsoka were missed by the Jedi. Finding each other and making their way in the galaxy as pirates they come across an R2 unit with secret information about a clone army which puts them in the cross hairs of both sides of the brewing civil war. [8 years post TPM]

19. NOT ENOUGH

PART 2: RAXUS GAMBIT

CHAPTER 8: NOT ENOUGH

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Anakin couldn't sleep, Tanga – 3 was cool and quiet in the city but his mind kept running. It was the same few seconds in his head over and over, he had been thinking about it since the fight on the ship. The metal creature almost killed Ahsoka. The moment when Anakin realized that he was not strong enough to defeat the thing and he and Ahsoka would both die. Anakin gritted his teeth, he wasn't strong enough, he didn't know enough, what had Qui-Gon always been going on about, he was some kind of chosen one who was supposed to save everyone. Anakin knew that wasn't true. He had never been able to save anyone in his life, and it was because he just wasn't powerful enough. What was the point of having powers if you couldn't save the ones you loved with them?

With a frustrated sigh Anakin left the yellow house and walked through the night streets of Tanga – 3 . He didn't know enough about the force, Qui-Gon had barely scratched the surfs he was sure of that. The Jedi were no avenue for help in the matter. Where else could you go to learn about the force?

Then as if by some cosmic happening Anakin felt it, a movement in the force, darker and more ominous then he'd felt before, but movement nevertheless. Anakin let the force guide him and found himself at the docks, at the foot of a very old ship's ramp.

An elderly man stood cloaked at the top, he didn't seem to be expecting anyone to meet his ship and he said "who are you?" in a commanding tone.

Dooku had been drawn to the planet by the will of the force, why he didn't know but he was sure that it had nothing to do with the boy standing at the foot of his craft.

"I'm looking for a teacher," Anakin said, he could feel the power in the force around this man.

"And who are you to ask to be trained in the ways of the force?" the man accused his voice had an authoritative sound.

Anakin raised a hand and picked up a cargo crate that lay nearby he raised it into the air with the force then let it drop back down with a thud. "I'm Anakin Skywalker and Qui-Gon didn't teach me enough" he could feel the power that this man had. Power that would be hard for others to challenge, power that could be used to protect.

"Qui-Gon?" The man said his tone changed slightly, surprised, and then a moment later he added with a smile "I am Count Dooku, and I believe we have much to discuss."