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Hey folks, here's part 4 for my SW:TCW story, 'Fallen Jedi'.
Hope that you enjoy.
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Planet Shili, home world of the Togrutan people.
Ahsoka had been dropped off hours ago. All around her, she could see the familiar faces of the togrutan people.
Her people.
She was actually dropped off in the capital, close to the government building, where she requested an audience with the Togrutan Governor, Aeon Flix. Sense Ahsoka was once a Jedi, who helped save an entire Togrutan colony from slavery, she was given the respect fit for a hero.
The young girl was escorted to the Governor's office, which was located in Shili's main government building, and guarded by several sentries.
Aeon Flix was a elder woman, who wore a traditional white robe. She looked up from her paperwork and looked at the approaching figure.
"Master Jedi! I heard that you would be coming," the woman said as she stood from her desk. She bowed her head. "It is an honor to make your acquaintance".
Ahsoka smiled and bowed her head in respect. "Thank you Madam Governor. I'm humbled to be welcomed back with such... fanfare".
"Of coarse. Now tell me... what brings you out here?" The Governor asked.
Ahsoka walked over to the window and looked out over the capital city.
"I came here to get away from Coruscant. It's too corrupt for me, and it reminds me too much of what I've experienced recently. So I decided to leave. And I came here to reconnect with my people, my culture... and my family". She stared off into space for a few seconds.
'My family. Hmnh! Will they even remember me?'
Governor Flix walked over.
"Well my dear, if you wish to reconnect with your family, then we'll be happy to help you find them. And we'll be happy to give you your very own private quarters until then, and take you to wherever your family is. And for your service to our people, we'll grant you full citizenship," she said reassuringly.
Ahsoka clasped her hands together and gave the Governor a bow of respect.
"Thank you madam Governor," she said with a bow of her head.
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Coruscant underworld.
In the middle of the night, deep in the Coruscant underground in Level 1313, a group of Separatist-aligned terrorists were standing in a room. The militants were wearing all-black and had handkerchiefs and goggles over their faces to conceal their identifications.
They were speaking to a Separatist military officer, Captain Perrive, a human male and Jabiimi nationalist. He and his two associates presented the group with stacks of crates, filled with blasters and grenades. The Captain Perrive even passed over a box.
The leader of the militants grabbed it and opened it. It was full of credits.
"Excellent. But we'll be needing more of this. And more of those," he said, pointing at the crates full of weapons.
"Don't worry," the Perrive said. "Our superiors will provide you with everything you need... and then some".
That's when they heard the buzzing of an engine. Then several engines. They were all outside. Then bright flood lights began to shine through the windows.
One of the militants peaked through the blinds and saw Clone Troopers, wearing white and red armor, ride in on BARC speeders and LAAT/i Gunships. The Gunships hovered about 50 feet off the ground. Troopers rappelled down from the gunship. They set up a perimeter around the building.
"Awh stang! It's the Coruscant Guard!" He exclaimed.
A veil of fear and uncertainty fell over the room.
"This is the GAR! We have reason to believe that this building is being used to conceal known revolutionaries and enemies of the Republic. Come out with your hands up. You have five seconds to comply!" the clone officer shouted.
As the Clone officer began counting down, the CIS operatives started to look for a way out, while their militant allies began to move to their positions.
They gathered on the roof and in the windows.
"... 3... 2..."
But before the clone officer could say '1', red muzzles flashes suddenly appeared all over the building, raining down on the Republic forces.
"STANG!"
Several clones fell from the rain of blaster bolts and shrapnel.
"Everyone, light that building up!" The clone officer shouted.
The gunships flashed the building with search lights. They illuminated the building. This allowed Republic forces to find their targets and suppress the building with a hell storm of blue blaster fire.
The face of the building was filled with holes and covered in blast marks, while several terrorists were gunned down as plasma started to pierce through the walls, and themselves.
When the enemy fire started to thin out, a squad of Coruscant Guardsmen ran up to the front door. They stacked up on the door and placed an explosive charge on it. When the door was blown open, two clones threw a pair of flash-bangs through it. They waited for the devices to go off, and when they heard the screams of blind and deaf terrorists, the clones rushed in with all guns blazing.
People on the other side of the street peaked out of their windows, and could see blue and red (mostly blue) muzzle flashes through the windows. From that image alone, they knew that the terrorists were losing... badly.
As the clones secured the building, some militants tried to get out through the back door, including the CIS operatives that gave them money and weapons.
A group of clones that were securing the area out back spotted them.
"Stop! Freeze!" One clone shouted.
The militants tried to run, but they were either stunned or tackled to the ground. Every captured terror cell member was put in binders and dragged to the nearest speeder that would take them to prison.
As firefights began to break out in the surrounding blocks, as more terror cells were discovered, the CIS operatives from earlier made their escape by slipping into the sewers.
One of the operatives reached for her blinking comm-link, and handed it over to Captain Perrive. "It's for you."
He reached for it and answered it. A hologram of Count Dooku appeared. The operatives bowed their heads.
"Count Dooku. I regret to inform you that our allies were discovered during the trade off. We barely managed to escape the G.A.R." Perrive said.
But the Count maintained his stoic look before speaking in a smooth, yet commanding voice. "Never mind that. I have a new mission for you. One which will ensure our victory in this great struggle."
The three operatives looked at each other, confused. But then they began to listen to their supreme leader.
"A Squad of Separatist commando droids are heading for these co-ordinates. You will meet them there, and join them on a mission to free someone who is of great importance to our cause."
"As you command, Count Dooku." Perrive said, before the transmission was cut.
When Dooku shut down the hologram, he turned to a holographic image of his master.
"Excellent Lord Tyranus. Once she is free, your new apprentice will meet you over the planet Belderone when she is freed," Sidious said.
The Count bowed.
"Yes, my master," Dooku said as he kneeled before the hologram, which disappeared soon after.
Dooku stood up and looked out over the stars, and the CIS warships that dotted his point of view.
He contemplated the future.
'When this is over...the Sith will rule the galaxy'.
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Grand Army HQ, Coruscant.
In the center of the Republic's war effort against the Separatist Alliance, it was business as usual.
Republic warships and transports lifted from the ground to carry fresh troopers to the front lines of the war in the outer rim.
Grand Army officers, such as Admiral Tarkin, did their jobs in the Command Center, overseeing the Republic's war effort.
Tarkin looked out the window of the CIC. He has recently been given the future position of Military Governor of the Outer Rim.
The senate voted to permanently occupy Separatist space after the war, and punish them with reparations and a full scale military occupation, taking away a significant amount of their personal liberties. Then maybe they would be reintegrated in the distant future. But until then, Tarkin was going to lead the occupation, as decreed by his old friend, Chancellor Palpatine.
Of coarse, the Republic had to actually win the war in order for Tarkin to assume that position, not to mention the fact that he had to survive said war. Until then, it was business as usual.
A Clone trooper ran up to him with a message.
He saluted the Admiral before giving him the news.
"What is it, trooper?" Tarkin asked.
"Sir, we've detected an unauthorized shuttle craft entering our airspace. But it disappeared off our scopes," the trooper stated.
"Did you try to signal them?" Tarkin asked.
"No sir. It disappeared before we could. But when it disappeared it was still heading in our direction" the clone explained.
Tarkin turned to the flight control officer.
"Scramble our fighters. And contact Commander Fox. Tell him to put the base on high alert." Tarkin ordered.
The officer nodded and turned back to his station.
Commander Fox gathered his men on the base's perimeter. All around him, clone troopers scrambled to take a defensive posture in the wake of this new situation.
But no one noticed a squad of Commando droids and three humans, scaling down from the outer walls. The shuttle that was detected earlier came in from a different direction after it cloaked, throwing off the Republic defenders. The highly skilled operatives and the advanced droids they travelled with moved off to the side of the base. The side that had fewer guards on patrol. They made it to the wall without being detected. The droid captain turned to his squad and spoke in his robotic monotone voice.
"Use the laser cutters, get us past this wall," Captain Perrive ordered the black droid with gold color accents..
"Roger Roger," the droid captain answered.
Two droids stepped forward and used their cutters to burn a circle into the heavy durasteel wall.
When they were finished, the Separatist commando unit pushed the burned section until the metal piece fell, leaving a perfect circle cutout in side of the base.
The humans and droids stepped in and put the metal slab back into the wall to make it look like they were never there.
They then moved forward with the mission.
The droid captain was carrying a small box on his back. Inside was a metallic circle, with a metallic cylinder. It was meant for a very special person that Dooku wanted to liberate from prison.
Coruscant, Grand Army Headquarters, Prison wing.
Barriss Offee sat in her cell. She was still meditating. The young darksider wasn't aware of the rescue mission that was currently underway.
Several minutes later, she heard blaster rifles discharging at the end of the hall. The four clones standing guard outside ofher cell looked at the end of the hall to something that alarmed them, but that Barriss couldn't see.
"Droids, sound the alarm," one clone ordered.
Just as he ordered this, the clone was hit by a blaster bolt. He screamed and slumped to the ground dead.
One clones ran to sound the alarm. But was shot in the back and fell on his frontside, dead.
The remaining two clones put up a fight.
"I got one, I got one," a clone yelled.
"Great kid. Don't get-," the clone started to say before the excited shinie was speared in the face by a blaster bolt. "...Cocky," the clone finished. He growled and fired his blaster at an unseen target. "Suck laser clanker scum," the clone shouted.
Barriss got off the ground and walked to the orange shield between her and the clone, who was still fighting to the bitter end. She drew out her hand for the key card, off of a dead clone, that would unlock the cell. She put it in the keyhole and deactivated the shield. The last clone turned around horrified. She used the force to summon a force push that sent him into the opposite cell door, knocking his helmet off. Barriss held the clone to the wall, the droids had ceased fire to march to her position. She got up in the clones face, the features of Jango Fett very well defined. The mirilian convict leaned against the trooper, her busty perks pushed up against his armored torso.
"Sorry trooper, but you are relieved of duty," Barriss said before kissing the trooper on the cheek. She then used the force to slowly crush the trooper's windpipe. He gasped for air, his eyes rolling to the back of his head before his windpipe was finally crushed like a soda can.
The trooper fell to the ground dead.
Barriss stretched her arms over her head and arched her back. She could feel the tight prison suit constricting her curvaceous body. Although, despite the overly tight prison garb, she was free.
Barriss turned to the remaining droids and looked at the one, whom she assumed was the leader.
"You're my rescue detail I take it?" Barriss asked.
"Yes mistress. And someone would like to speak with you," Captain Perrive said as he produced a small holo-projector. A blue, holographic version of Count Dooku materialized in the droid's hand.
Barriss bowed to the holographic count.
"Count Dooku. This is a pleasant surprise. But why are you not here?" Barriss asked.
"Patience, my dear. We will meet in due time, but for now I have an important mission for you," Dooku stated.
"Already. My my, you are persistent," Barriss said to the unamused count.
"To complete the mission you will need a weapon," The Dark lord said before his small holo figure turned to the droid captain. "Lieutenant, if you would please".
"Roger Roger," the black droid with gold accents said as he reached for the small box on his back.
He handed it to the mirilian convict, who accepted it.
She opened it and saw a pair of curved, metallic handles.
"Lightsabers?" Barriss asked as she picked it up, examining the familiar objects in her hands. These were designed the same way that Ventress' were.
"Consider it a gift. Now go and free the separatist leaders from that prison and take them to these co-ordinates. We will meet there. Do not fail me on your first assignment. We have much to discuss," the count said before his holographic figure disappeared into the droids holo-projector.
"Looking forward to it," she said.
Barriss activated the sabers. She twirled them around in her hands. Then, she locked them together to form a double edged sword. She twirled it around in her hand. Needless to say, the young dark-sider was happy to feel the cool metal in her hands, and had longed to use a saber again.
"This will do nicely. Captain, you and your droids seem to be good at breaking people out of prison. It's time to do it again," Barriss said as she sprinted down the prison corridor.
"Yes, Mistress," Perrive said before motioning his operatives, both organic and otherwise, to follow with silent hand signals.
The droid squad moved down the hall to follow Dooku's assassin.
The mirilian assassin charged down the corridor and cut her way through any clone that got in her way.
At the prison command center, the clone officer in charge looked over the shoulder of the trooper at the surveillance system. He looked at the video feed coming from one of the cameras in the detention block. He saw one of his prisoners and a squad of droids and humans heading their way.
He slamed his hand on a button.
"Security team to the prison blocks. Barriss Offee has escaped. She is armed and heading our way. Set blaster to kill," the officer said into the PA system.
Moments later, a squad of Clone troopers wearing red armor moved into the prison.
The sergeant looked at the officer in charge.
"Where is she? And how the Hell did she get out?" the sergeant asked.
"I don't know. But she'll be coming from down that corridor," the officer said.
Every trooper trained their rifles on the corridor.
They saw nothing so far.
Suddenly, behind the troopers, a vent fell from the ceiling. Barriss dropped out of the ventilation system behind the troopers, who were still facing the wrong way.
"Ah stang!" One trooper exclaimed as everyone tried to turn around and fire on Barriss. But she was too quick for them, getting up close to the clones and using her new blade. She spun it like a propellor, and chopped the screaming clones up into armored dices of charred meat.
The CIS commandoes came down the hall. They breached the prison cell control station and killed everyone inside. The prison was clear of every clone that was inside this part of the HQ building. One droid trooper found and deactivated the cells of three important CIS leaders: Wat Tambor, Poggle the Lesser, and General Loathsome, and every other cell in the prison. Prisoners cheered as they were set free. Some of them grabbed weapons from fallen clones and a prison riot ensued.
The droids fanned out and secured the sep leaders, despite the utter chaos.
The Separatist leaders were escorted to the hub of the prison block.
"Mistress," B-260, the droid captain, said. "Our shuttle's cloaking system is overheating and won't be able to pick us up without being discovered".
Barriss thought to herself.
"That changes things," she said to herself. "All right everyone. We're getting out of here. Follow me to the hanger bay," Barriss ordered.
Poggle the Lesser spoke in his native tongue. "{You look familiar}," he said. (TCW Season 2, Geonosis arc)
"Stop straining your memory and keep moving," Barriss ordered, shutting Poggle up.
The droids and humans formed up around the sep leaders behind Barriss as she moved to the hanger bay. Prisoners continued to riot across the detention block, so there weren't many clones between the CIS strike force and the hanger bay. They ignored the other prisoners, if they stayed out of the way.
Back in the command center, Tarkin watched as Barriss continued to cut her way through many clones, and prisoners continued their rampage.
But he was relieved to hear, however, that most of the prisoners were still inside of the detention block.
He turned to pointed at one of the clone troopers seated at one of the terminals. "Initiate lockdown procedures." He ordered.
The clone turned back to his station, and his fingers danced across the keyboard, preparing to put an end to this riot.
All throughout the detention area, a smoky substance began to pump into the prison through the ventilation systems. As soon as the aerosol substance entered the prisoner's bloodstreams, they began to suffocate and die.
Barriss looked back and saw the corridor filled with toxic gas. "Everyone move!" She ordered.
The CIS leaders and their droid rescuers began to run towards the door. But General Loathsome was lagging behind, and Captain Perrive's people were trying to push their way through the brawling prisoners. Loathsome was then pushed aside by prisoners that were desperate to escape.
"Help!" He called out as the poison aerosol started to really accumulate throughout the corridors.
Barriss turned back from the doorway just in time to see two of her droids fire at the onrushing inmates, trying to help their organic comrades. But she knew that it was too late, as the Kerkoidian General and the human military operatives began to grab their throats and suffocate.
Barriss shook her head and joined the others outside, just before the detention block completely locked down, leaving the General to die a slow and painful death.
The hanger door was guarded by a trio of clones.
"Barriss Offee has escaped. Get Her!" The lead trooper ordered before they all fired on her.
She charged at them swiftly, jumping from wall to wall. She then spun her blade like a propeller and charged right at the clones.
"She's not stopping! AAHHHH!" One of them screamed as they were all rapidly chopped into cauterized pieces.
They then entered the hanger bay, which was mostly occupied by noncombatants.
"Droids!" One unarmed clone said before he was gunned down by a droid.
The droids went to work on the hanger bay's occupants, but Barriss was the quickest as she charged and cut her way through any clone that tried to stop her.
Despite their training, strength, cunning, and skill in battle, they were no match for the dark jedi.
Soon, the hanger was secure.
Barriss and the CIS droids took the sep leaders to a nearby shuttle.
"Everyone on board," Barriss ordered.
The captain and one of his remaining subordinates took the shuttle controls and lifted off.
"Take us to Serenno," Barriss ordered the droids, referring to the co-ordinates that Dooku provided.
The shuttle blasted out of the hanger and into the night sky.
They were in the clear.
Prisoners who managed to escape the lockdown continued to run amuck across the base grounds. Base personnel were shanked, beaten to death, or just blasted. Clone security teams fanned out with orders to shoot on sight. Firefights broke out between Clones and armed rioters, in isolated parts of the base.
Admiral Tarkin and Clone Marshal Commander Fox both walked out of the base to inspect the mop up operations.
Tarkin was outfitted with a Republic officer's battle uniform, which consisted of torso armor and a blast helmet. They were inspecting the courtyard when Commander Thire contacted Fox via hologram.
"Thire, report. What's the situation?" Fox ordered.
"Sir, we're just mopping up now. Most of the surviving prisoners have been taken to solitary confinement, and the bodies are being taken to the incinerator," Thire explained.
"Did you check the footage we took in the prison hold?" Tarkin asked.
"Yes sir. The prisoners were broken out by a squad of Commando droids. They freed Barriss Offee and the Sep leaders. Then they freed the other inmates to cover their escape," Thire said.
One prisoner was heading towards them, holding a shanking knife. He was clearly insane as he walked towards them.
"Republic scum. I'm not going back to prison. I'm gonna take you all with me. You're gonna d-," the rioter monologued before he was interrupted by a blaster discharging.
A blue laser bolt materialized out of nowhere and struck the crazed rioter in the chest, piercing right through his heart. The troopers turned around to see Tarkin's smoking blaster pointed in the direction of the now dead convict.
"Lockdown the perimeter and search the base. Find those Separatists," Tarkin ordered.
Then, all of a sudden, a shuttle's engines roared as it flew over the group and made for orbit. It was an unauthorized take off.
"I think we just found them," A clone trooper said.
"Sir. I'm getting a message from Chancellor Palpatine," Fox stated, showing everyone his holo-projector. He pressed a button, and a small blue holographic version of Palpatine arose from Fox's hand.
"Supreme Chancellor, the situation is under control. I was just about to order the blockade to stop an escaping separatist incursion," Tarkin said.
"No," the Chancellor said to the surprise of everyone. "I want you to secure the Grand Army's Headquarters. We cannot allow the center of our War effort to be compromised. Especially when the center of our Naval production is under attack". The Chancellor said, referring to the Battle of Anaxes.
"But what about the CIS incursion. We have reports of fighting in the Prison blocks. They could have broken the CIS leaders out of prison," Tarkin explained.
"No matter. Securing our most valuable base is more important. If the CIS leaders did break out, then they will be punished in due time. We are pushing deeper into the outer rim everyday, my friend. Very soon, they will have no place left to hide. Now carry on with putting down the riot," Palpatine ordered.
The Clones looked at each other confused.
But Tarkin's look was one of stoicism. He gave a slight bow of his head. "As you wish, your excellency," Tarkin said before he motioned to Fox, who turned off the holo-projector.
The clones continued their work, locking down the base and rounding up the rioters...or killing them. Meanwhile, high in orbit, the CIS strike force was making it's get away.
Stolen Nu-class shuttle, Coruscant orbit, near the Republic blockade.
Barriss looked out the viewport of the shuttle's cockpit, behind the droids that were piloting the ship.
The sep leaders were in back, enjoying their newfound freedom.
"Mistress. The blockade does not appear to be taking defensive action. We must've flown away without alerting the GAR," the captain said.
"Good. These fools will someday learn that that was a major mistake," Barriss said as the shuttle flew past the Republic warships that gracefully patrolled the orbit of the Republic capital.
The ship entered hyperspace, en route to Belderone, without any scrutiny from the Republic Navy.
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Shili, main government building, Ahsoka Tano's private quarters.
Back on Shili, Ahsoka was in her private guest room.
After unpacking her belongings, she changed out of her leather top and into a tight purple t-shirt with little ocean waves for decoration. It hugged her torso quite nicely, showing off the outline of her plump, and firm breasts. The shirt was so tight that it wouldn't stay over her waist, and was pulled up to show a sliver of her orange skin. She also removed her skirt, revealing her brown pants, which hugged her slender legs, and her voluptuous rump quite nicely.
She lied down on her stomach on the bed, reading a data pad. She scrolled through the images in her private gallery. She saw images of herself training as a youngling, her old masters, her troopers in the 501st. The image was taken a while back, as she was wearing her old tube top and skirt, while her men wore their old Phase-I armor.
She even saw herself being trained as a little girl by Master Plo Koon. She looked at it and smiled. Ahsoka was three years old in this picture, wearing a baggy little green dress with leggings, while dragging around a stuffed loth-cat. Plo Koon discovered Ahsoka after she used her developing force abilities to kill a bounty hunter, who posed as a Jedi to try and enslave her.
This was probably taken around the time she last saw her family. She began to wonder if they'd recognize her.
That was when there was a knock on her door.
"Yes?!" She called out in the direction of the door.
"Miss Tano," someone said from the other side of the door. "Someone is here who wishes to speak with you."
"Who is it?" Ahsoka asked, not knowing who could possibly be here to speak to her.
"He claims to be Senator Bonteri of Onderon," the guard said.
Ahsoka froze. Then she felt chills spread across her body, and shivers went up her spine. She looked at the door in complete shock. After a few seconds of staring at the door, she pushed herself up off of her bed and walked over to the door. She opened it, and saw that it was indeed Senator Lux Bonteri, her Lux Bonteri, wearing a long-sleeved royal blue shirt with a collar, and brown trousers, and boots. His hair was let down the way it was during the civil war on Onderon, back when he was fighting in the jungles, and she trained the rebels to fight. He looked at her with a smirk, and his eyes twinkled as he looked at her.
"Lux?!" Ahsoka asked the boy that was her crush for a while now, in complete and utter shock.
Lux looked at Ahsoka, almost as if he was staring off into space, but also with a smooth and confident smile.
"Hello Ahsoka. It... It's good to see you again," he said.
"But how did... I... you...," she stuttered, then she froze. A still shocked Ahsoka was just staring at Lux. Ahsoka stepped past him, taking his hand and yanking him, before she marched him down the hall, leaving behind two confused togrutan guards. She kept pulling him by the hand until they walked outside. She closed the door behind them. She then walked to the front of the building.
As they walked, Lux looked down at Ahsoka's body. Every part of her body was... intoxicating. As she walked, her hips swayed gently to the sides. Lux was able to see her butt cheeks move up and down inside her tight pants with every step that she took. And her Headtails, which had grown a little longer in length, swung from side to side.
They made it to the front of the building. It was nighttime. The nocturnal bugs and animals were making their sounds, and the city people were still lively. They both came to a stop. Ahsoka turned around and faced her old friend, and crush.
"Lux what are you doing here? How did you find me?"
Ahsoka noticed that he was absolutely bashful. She didn't have to see it. With her Lekku, she could feel his heart beating rapidly, the sound vibrating from his body, down to his feet, and through the ground beneath them.
"Ahsoka," he said as his voice cracked. "I... came to see you. I... I needed to see you," Lux said.
Ahsoka looked at Lux. Her heart fluttered when he said that, but her temper was flared up, as she was cross with him at this very moment. She was also still confused whenever she was around someone from her old life. Especially around Lux. Aside from seeing him in the senate yesterday, she hadn't seen him since Onderon.
The day that Lux fell for another girl. The day Ahsoka failed to save that girl as she plunged to her death.
She was relieved that Lux wasn't mad at her, and that he obviously still had feelings for her.
"But how did you find me? I didn't tell anyone that..." Ahsoka said right when the truth hit her. "Senator Chuchi told you, didn't she?"
Lux sat there in silence, before he slowly nodded his head. "Yes. Yes she did".
"Why?" Ahsoka said, pressing Lux into answering her question.
Lux took a deep breath.
'No turning back now,' he thought to himself.
"Ahsoka, you are one of my closest friends. I have trusted you ever since Mandalore. You've rescued me more times then I can count, you kept me from making a huge mistake, and you helped save my planet," Lux said. Ahsoka looked at Lux. She hung one arm down sheepishly, while holding it with the other arm, which she crossed over her chest. "I needed to come see you. So I asked Chuchi where you were. It took some effort, but I managed to convince her to tell me where you were going," Lux explained.
Ahsoka was blushing fiercely, but was still frustrated by how Lux was beating around the bush.
"What did you tell her that would possess her to rat me out?" Ahsoka asked as she leaned against a tree.
Lux took another deep breath.
'This is it'.
"I...told her...that...I...had-," Lux said.
"Can you spit it out?!" Ahsoka demanded.
"I love you!" Lux blurted out.
Ahsoka's mouth clapped open and her eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets. She turned around, her back facing Lux. She was blushing heavily.
"You...love me?" Ahsoka asked, her voice cracking and her eyes beginning to well up. She was still sheepishly holding her arm, which was now cupping her chin with that hand, as her thoughts began to bounce around her head, which she could hardly hear over the thunderous sound of her own heart beating rapidly.
"Yes Ahsoka. I do," Lux said.
"But... but... but wh-what about Steela?" Ahsoka asked. "I... I thought you liked her more. And what about how I couldn't save her. I thought that you'd be upset".
Lux felt a lump form in his throat. His eyes clenched shut and he shook his head.
'I knew it. I broke her heart'. He thought to himself.
He stepped closer to her and rested his hand on her shoulder. which he looked over to see her face, which had a single tear running down it.
"Ahsoka... I've loved you for a long time, but I thought that you wouldn't love me back. I thought that you couldn't because you were a Jedi, so I gravitated more towards Steela, who, yes, I also loved. I know that I broke your heart, and I'm here to make up for it. And I was never angry with you about Steela's death." He said as he turned her around, and used the back of his finger to wipe her tear away from her cheek. "We all knew that you did your best. I'm sorry for the way I've made you feel." Lux said.
He lowered his head a little, and shut his eyes, trying to fight off the tears that were rising.
"I hope that you can forgive me." He said.
Ahsoka just stared at Lux, with a blank stare, after he was done pouring his heart out on the ground. She sighed. Her breasts heaved with contemplation, as she debated whether or not it was a good idea to spill the beans on her true feelings for Lux.
"Lux, the truth is... I have feelings for you to".
His head shot up, his eyes looking like they were about to explode out of their sockets.
'Yahoo! Lux thought to himself. She actually likes me back'.
"You do!?" His voice cracked. He cleared his throat, embarrassed. Ahsoka smirked a little in response. "I mean... you do?"
"But I don't know if it'll work. I tried to leave my old life behind, because I was afraid that it would lead me to make a bad decision. But, I guess some things are hard to let go of," Ahsoka said.
"What-," Lux gulped, "-what are you saying?"
Ahsoka closed her eyes and inhaled. She opened her eyes and walked up to him, they were almost nose to nose. Lux became more nervous as he felt Ahsoka's lean stomach and the soft weight of her pert breasts gently pressing against his chest. But then Ahsoka placed her left hand on his right shoulder.
Lux's breath became hitched from her tender touch.
Then Ahsoka placed her other hand on his cheek, cupping it, and forcing him to look into her shining eyes. Then, she leaned in closer to him, her hot breath hitting his face, making his hearth rate spike up, and his breath to hitch even more. She gave a soft press to his cheek with her pert lips, which stayed their for a few seconds, and left his cheek with a 'smooch' sound. When the kiss was over, he noticed that his hands had gone to rest on her waist.
Then she leaned in and rested her head against his shoulder. "I'm saying that I need time to think. Can you offer me that curtesy Lux?"
Lux looked over at her crystal blue eyes, which were looking off to the side, for a few heartbeats and breathed deeply. Then he leaned in and pressed his own lips against her forehead.
"After saving my life about four or five times, anything for you, Ahsoka," Lux answered.
Ahsoka smiled warmly, before she stood up straighter, and then she kissed his other cheek. Lux was dumbstruck. She blushed heavily, as did Lux, before her lips pulled away from his cheek with a smooching sound.
"Thank you," Ahsoka said before took a few steps back, turned around, and started walking away. As she did, Lux scanned Ahsoka's hour glass figure with his greenish-gray eyes, which were locked onto her rear end.
She stopped, causing Lux to snap his attention above Ahsoka's shoulders.
"How long are you staying?" She asked.
"Two days. I've also been invited by the governor to dinner in the dining hall tomorrow".
Ahsoka smiled. "I was invited to the same thing. Maybe I'll see you then?"
Lux smiled. "Of coarse," he said with a slight bow of his head.
Ahsoka smiled back over her shoulder. "See you then... Mr. Bonteri," she said playfully, before walking back over to the government building.
Lux watched her walk away, his eyes still locked onto her swaying hips, until she disappeared into the building. For a few moments, Lux was left alone with his thoughts.
'Well, at least I have a chance with her. I just need to give her space. Maybe I'll flirt with her when the opportunity presents itself, but most importantly, I cannot step out of line. With her, it would be the end of me'.
The thought of being with Ahsoka sent tingles up his spine, and down to his special spot, but the thought of incurring her wrath sent chills to every other part of his body.
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That's chapter 4 folks. Chapter 5'll be right around the corner.
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