Ahsoka had moved far enough away from the beach to where she felt comfortable walking again. Poor Midoriya, it wasn't his fault her ptsd's had kicked in.

This wasn't the first, but most of the time it occurred at night where no one, not even her master noticed.

There was a bit of shame that came with it. None of the other jedi she was friends with seemed to have this problem.

This war was clearly taking a toll on her no doubt. Instead of living a normal teenage girls life of mall trips and makeup, grenades and guns flew past her face almost daily. And just like smoking a cigarette one to many times, it starts to really effect you.

The padawan needed a seat. Somewhere to lower her heartbeat and wipe away the sweat. Luckily, a bench in front of a gym wasn't taken by anyone. As Ahsoka sat down, memories kept repeating in her head. Memories throughout her life that now meant nothing in a new universe. It still pained her to leave her parents as a toddler to join the jedi order. But as she grew up, the order became her life, her first true love. But that all went downhill when the CIS and Republic waged.

It was her chance to become a hero to the countless of civilians across the galaxy. Except, slicing droids and shooting command ships had an affect on the brain which caused her to wake up in cold sweats and phase out during touchy subjects.

It was to the point Ahsoka had become a teeny bit jealous of the clones genetically altered brains being able to not have haunting memories hurting their performance in battle.

As she sat hunched over on the bench, Kirishima walked out of the gym, wiping sweat from his arms before noticing his classmate and giving himself a toothy grin.

"Hey Tano, what's up?"

Ahsoka turned her body around and noticed the red haired student. "Hi Kirishima." She said putting on a fake smile. The girl would have loved to have a conversation with the amusing boy at any other time, but right now she just felt like moping. But being rude and leaving wasn't a good option either.

"How are you Kirishima?"

"Pretty good." he said. "Just got done lifting weights. I'm hoping to build up just a little more muscle mass before the sports festival."

"That's great!" she said still faking her excitement.

"Hey, since I'm done you wanna go get a sandwich at this hole in the wall nearby?" he said still cheery.

"I'm sorry but I think I should head home. I didn't bring my handbag." she said trying to leave the conversation.

"That's not a problem!" he said pulling out a leather wallet from his back pocket. "You can borrow five hundred yen for the food. You don't even have to pay me back."

"Rats!" Ahsoka said to herself. Making up another excuse to not go would have made her seem like an asshole, and that is not something Tano ever wanted to be. "Okay, I'll join you."

Both of them walked a few blocks until the shop came into view. A bell chimmed on the door as they walked in. Behind the counter a sight there was. An old lady looking to be in her late sixties stood behind the counter handing change to another customer. She had white hair and an aging face from her years of living a long workfilled life. What was attention grabbing of her was the fact she had six arms, three on each side of her body. When the transaction with the first customer was finished, she turned her attention to the pair.

"Kirishima, I'm glad to see you again!" she said. "I was worried sick about you when I saw the news."

"Don't worry Mrs. Kogi! I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." Kirishima replied with confidence. "How's the grandkids?"

"Just fine. The oldest one is going to be in middle school next school year. They're growing up too fast." Mrs. Kogi jokingly said. "Anyway I'm guessing it's the usual for you Kirishima?"

"Yes mam."

Mrs. Kogi turned her attention to Ahsoka. "And who may you be? I think I would remember someone so orange if they have been here before."

"Ahsoka Tano. It's nice to meet you." the padawan said.

"Oh. Is Kirishima your boyfriend?" the old lady asked.

The boys face began to match his hair. "No! No! No! No! She's just a friend."

Ahsoka and the shop owner laughed at his overreaction. "Calm down kid. I was only joking. Now what would you like Ms. Tano?"

After they both ordered, Mrs. Kogi made their food at the same time taking full advantage of her six limbs. She tossed cheese, lettuce, meat on each of the sandwiches in the short span of ten seconds before wrapping them up in bags. It reminded Ahsoka of the bartenders back home, just way less scummy.

Eijiro payed the fee then said his goodbyes as they walked back through the door into the cloudless blue mid-day sky. The pair strolled through a park with no objective in mind and ate as they talked about the days before.

"I know you have heard this a million times already Ahsoka, but I hope your hero buddies are okay. I know Sensei Rex is going to be released tonight. Speaking of which a few of us sent him some gifts. I hope he sees them."

Tano hadn't been able to converse with the captain since he had been in the hospital. His injuries hadn't killed him but he refused to accept treatment from anyone else besides Kix or Recovery Girl. He even went as far as throwing his dinner beans at a nurse for trying to remove his helmet. Last but not least, Ahsoka had heard from Hardcase that he asked Midnight on a date. Quite an unusual move for Rex.

"By the way Ahsoka, I thought about what you said. Sure a part of me is still bothered by having the nomu die, but you were right. If you didn't kill him, who knows what would have happen. Maybe in time I can live by those words more comfortably."

"That's the spirit Kirishima." Ahsoka smiled. "You'll make a great hero one day!"

"You too Snips." Kirishima laughed.

The girls eyes doubled in size at the mention of Anakin's annoying pet name. "Where did you hear that from?!"

"Heard Sensei Skywalker call you that in the hallway the first day you arrived. Thought it was pretty funny."

At that moment Ahsoka thought of an idea. "Make sure to call him Skyguy next time."

"Why?" Eijiro asked. "Wait!, Is that his nickname? Hahaha! That's hilarious!"

Both walked on with the boy repeating the nickname outloud then giggling over it.

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He began sitting up in his bed, helmet still on his head where it belonged.

Recovery Girl did fix his wounds which left him unconscious for over twenty-four hours. In that time he received gifts of flowers, candy, and thank you cards from the parents and students he helped save.

After being on the nightly news, he seemed to gain a following who sent him gifts of gratitude.

His body was still terribly sore. No amount of miracle healing was going to fix that. Although, Recovery Girl did say the pain would subside in a few days.

"Mr. Rex." the nurse called from the doorway. She wasn't going to make any mistake of having beans tossed her way again. "A couple of people are here to see you."

"Yes mam." he said trying to get her to be less frightened by him after his outrage last night.

All Might, Anakin, and R2-D2 came through the door and looked around for something.

"There it is!" All Might said reaching up for a camera stuck in the corner of the room. With his massive hands. he maneuvered them gentle enough to pull the wires out of the camera which turned it off. "Now we can talk without worry!"

Rex sat up on his bed and gave himself a sip of water from the cup beside him. "All right general. What is our plan?"

"Well Captain, thanks to All Might here, we were able to move our wreckage into a cave a few miles away from where we crashed. He then sealed the cave with ruble so no one could get in or out."

"But my question is, can you fix it?" Rex said.

Anakin looked at him stone faced and almost disappointed. "It will take months for me to fix. Around six to be somewhat exact. Hell, it could take a year for as far as I know. The point is, were not in the best situation."

Rex punched his fist into his hospital pillow. How he hoped The Republic was fine without them.

"Skywalker." All Might spoke. "There is another option to help it go by quicker."

Anakin shook his head. "You and Naomasa need to be the only ones to know. I don't want to include more."

"Hey. Power Loader is not one to be a tattle tale. He knows more about support gear than any of our other staff combine. He is knowledgeable enough to at least send something into orbit." All Might ranted. "Plus that Mei girl could be helpful too if you trust her enough."

"I just don't know All Might, although I've discussed this with Obi-Wan and he says we should ask them for help."

"General, as much as I want to go back to our galaxy, we can't be telling anyone else." Rex chimed in. "Us infantry clones received some mechanical training on Kamino, we may be able to do something."

"Guys we can discuss all this junk later." Anakin said. "Rex you can stand right?"

Touching the floor, the captain almost fell forward before R2D2 scooted in front of him giving him something to lean on. "Thanks buddy."

"Beep boop." R2 squealed.

"I'll grab a wheelchair for you!" All Might smiled walking off.

"Oh! I almost forgot!" Anakin excitedly grinned. "How is your new girlfriend?"

Rex groaned. "She's not my gir-"

"Didn't think you had it in you Rex. I'm proud of you and so are your brothers."

"General, she is NOT my girlfriend. What Midnight said on the news was a lie. She took advantage of me the minute I couldn't defend myself."

"Why can't you be happy about this?!" Skywalker said turning around. "Me and Ahsoka..."

"What was that?" Rex said slowly standing up before falling back onto the bed in a Seated position.

"What was what?" Anakin smiled.

"Oh you know I heard you whispering under your breath. What were you saying?"

"Definitely not that Ahsoka and I think you should loosen up a bit. That would absolutely hurt us." he laughed.

"Well your not being loose either with our whole ship situation." Rex fired back.

"I didn't say you needed to tell her were aliens, I just think you going out with Midnight would be funny." Anakin explained. "Plus look at the way your talking to me now. You would never do this back home. You're loose enough to go on dates."

This civilian lifestyle even with city patrols was way less uptight than The Republic. With change came Rex's new way of talking to Anakin not as his leader but friend.

"All Might came rolling in playfully on the wheelchair. "Your throne awaits you King Rex."

The two chuckled at the corny joke as the captain settled into his seat and began rolling out of the room.

Once they had exited the elevator reaching the lobby floor, a decently large sized crowd had gathered outside of the automatic doors in front of the hospital. Out of the hundred or so people, a couple dozen were snapping pictures on large cameras. Their were even journalists with recorders seemingly waiting to have a chance at tackling the clone with questions.

On a chair with their legs crossed, two gorgeous women sat in the middle of some sort of discussion. When Padme and Midnight looked up from their seats, they smiled and walked over to the three men and droid.

"Captain Rex, I never saw you as one to be lazy." Padme teased.

"And I thought you were a teacher, not a comedian." he joked back.

The boys looked down noticing Midnight carrying a box of armor.

"Just so you could get home faster and into a more comfortable bed, I already gathered your armor from the front desk. Would you like to put the helmet in here too?" she smiled.

"Nice try." Rex said slightly ticked off by the suggestion.

"Shall we squeeze our way through the crowd? The limo driver just texted he is in the drive." All Might said.

The massive bulk of muscle pushed through the crowd as paparazzi frantically took pictures annoyingly close to them. The jedi and clone had never been in a situation where so much positive attention was focused on them. Now only a few feet through the door, it was starting to grind Anakin's gears. He had no interest in being in the lime light. Even though All Might's presence kept quite a few of the cameramen's attention, some were getting uncomfortably close to the group.

"Can you all make a path please." Anakin shouted at them. They gave him no response and acted as if they didn't hear.

"Please move back, were trying to make our way through!" Anakin said with a touch more anger in his voice. He held onto Padme's soft hand with his robotic one leading her through but even she was being jostled and blinded by the flashing lights.

"Hey!" the senator shouted falling down onto the pavement. She tried catching herself with her hands but scraped them on the way down. Anakin saw it all happen. One of the paparazzi had scooted to close and accidentally knocked into her. Instead of helping Padme up he turned his camera to her taking pictures.

Needless to say, Anakin flipped a switch. Using the force in all directions he pushed everyone with a camera ten or so feet onto the ground. His friends were shocked to see they hadn't moved an inch.

Silence fell over the crowd and other onlookers. Mumbles and whispers snuck through them as they stared wide eyed at the enraged man. Skywalker's breathing was heavy as he quickly helped Padme up and into the limo.

"Hey you just broke my camera! what type of hero are you?!"

"What the hell did you do that for?!"

The few outraged voices became many ganging up on the jedi. Unfortunately for Skyguy, his throat was to knotted up to think of anything reasonable to say.

"Get in the limo and floor it." All Might whispered holding Anakin's shoulder. "All right everyone!" the hero started with his usual charm. "Everyone remain calm!" He pointed his fingers to the driver making sure he knew to leave without him.

As they jumped into the backseat and zoomed off, Anakin looked back out the window at the charismatic hero distracting everyone with his goofy grin. "Thank the force you were here."

"Anakin you took that way to far!" Padme said spinning his apprentice to face him.

"I'm terribly sorry Padme." Skywalker said. "But I couldn't stand on the sidelines while you were assaulted."

"Anakin!" Padme exclaimed. "For your information, that was childish, even for you." The senator frowned at her husband clearly embarrassed by what he did.

"Listen fellas, we all have our stains on our record sheet. Midnight said. "What's really going to happen. The media talks about it for two days then everyone moves onto another controversial subject."

"It's still not an excuse for foolish behavior." Padme said.

Anakin stopped arguing with the members in the vehicle. He wasn't winning the debate so what was the point. Though he did pick up one thing, a stigma. A stigma for how this society was run. A celebrity hero was such a bullshit thing to idolize. There's no passion behind fighting evil if your doing it for money. Sure the jedi were funded by the republic but the jedi weren't sitting on fat stacks like these heroes.

It was a clear feeling of hate and Skywalker knew it, and every jedi knew what hate led to. So instead of boiling with anger over his new realization, he took deep breaths and sat silently as the limo took them home.

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A day past before Midnight's prediction came to fruition. The pro hero Backdraft accidentally used his water quirk unknowingly on an electrical fire when a truck carrying laptops caught on ablaze. No one was hurt by his mistake but it had garnered enough attention to get Anakin out of the spotlight of the most embarrassed hero.

A couple more days later and the Annual UA Sports Festival had started with a warm welcome. Agents around the world flew in just to see the students go out there and give it their all.

The week leading up to this point were intense for the UA students to state the least. Todoroki sharpened his ice side ability while only using his fire to cool him off. Uraraka broke her personal record for floating herself through the air. Even Mineta improved his quirk by throwing more balls per minute that he had ever done before.

Ahsoka, although annoyed by an event she had to participate in that would take time away from finding a way back home, did train. Maybe in another lifetime she would have cared, but this was a chore, not a momentous life changing event like it was to her classmates.

Tano looked down the rows of cart venders and rigged carnival games that lined the street outside of the massive stadium. It protruded from the ground as if it were a man made mountain. Fireworks being blown off on the ground couldn't even go above the stadium's height before exploding. It was no Coruscant Senate building but still amazing to see.

"Isn't this great kid?!" Hardcase shouted from behind Ahsoka.

While the others left the house early to guard the stadium from any possible villian attacks, the two slept in an extra hour given the chance. The games didn't start for the padawan until later and the clone's guard shift started when the students took the field.

"To be honest Hardcase, I really couldn't care less."

"Oh c'mon commander!" he said playfully slapping her back. "We didn't say you needed to win this thing. Just try your hardest and we'll be proud."

Ahsoka gave him a fake smile.

"I'll watch you on the jumbo screen out here, but right now I see corn dogs that have yet to be consumed." Hardcase said running off. Tano watched him get in line like an overgrown child. He seemed to enjoy Earth food way to much.

The padawan made her way through the entrance and toward the locker rooms. The judges had ruled that her lightsabers were not allowed in the games, the force would be her lone ally. She would leave her lightsabers with her regular clothes then come back later to fetch them.

Coming out of the mens locker room, were Kirishima and Sato. "What's poppin guys?!" Ahsoka said wondering if she used that slang correctly.

"Hey Ahsoka! Not much." they both said.

"You as hyped for this as we are?!" Kirishima asked.

"Of course! Can't wait!" Tano lied. She didn't want too, especially to such a fun loving person like Eijiro, who was starting to grow on her as a class favorite.

"Remember to meet us inside the waiting room." Sato said. "And try being quick, the games are gonna start real soon."

"Okay meet y'all in a quick minute." she waved.

Quickly, Ahsoka changed into her UA gym uniform and threw all her clothes in one of the lockers. She made sure her lightsabers were hiding under the jeans she had bought from the mall. The consequences of being caught with them outside of school would probably be charged the same as bringing a gun into there.

A few minutes later, she opened the door to the waiting room and saw the faces of her classmates. She noticed Todoroki and Mydoriya facing off with one another arguing over something, enough so that a crowd had formed around them. She ignored that and elected to look straight into the eyes of the only person who paid attention to her presence, Bakugo. He leaned back in the cheap plastic chair with his signature resting bitch face.

It wasn't unusual at this point but it choked her up. He was supposed to be one of the good guys yet this is how he treats not just her but other people. To be truthful, it angered her. A sense of rage filled her as they stared at each other. The room around them continued to mind its own business unaware of the cold war taking place.

Vexation toward Bakugo kept up even when a sharp impulse took over. Without a an analytical reason for it, she began walking toward him with a tightened fist. If Mr. Aizawa hadn't opened the door and tell them to head out to the field, it could have gotten ugly quick.

The walk through the hallway showed light at the end of the tunnel with the shouts of spectators becoming louder and louder.

Upon entrance, the uproar of the stands shook the stadium with their joy for the games.

"WELCOME TO THE ANNUAL UA SPORTS FESTIVAL!!!" Present Mic announced over the speakers. "OVER THE NEXT SEVERAL HOURS THE FRESHMAN WILL COMPETE IN COMPETITIONS TO SEE WHO IS THE BEST IN THE GAMES!!! ALSO HERE TO HELP ME ANNOUNCE THE GAMES WITH INSIGHTFUL COMMENTARY IS ONE OF UA'S NEWEST TEACHERS, MISS PADME AMIDALA!!! YEAHHHHHHH!!!!"

A camera panned over to Padme and placed her smiling face on the massive TV. Men around the stadium erupted in applause at the woman wearing a skin tight white outfit.

"Thank you Present Mic." Padme said. "We hope to see some great competition from all the students today, but we all know that few are likely to stick out of the crowd. Oh, here is one of them now, Katsuki Bakugo, who placed first in the entrance exam will now enlighten us with his speech."

The normally hyper-angry guy walked up to the podium mostly cool and collective, except for his irritated frown. He leaned into the mic that was given to him. "I pledge, I will be number one."

A chorus of boos followed up immediately afterwards. This wasn't a speech. It was an act of war, and it was given to anyone who dared to try and shake up his confidence that he was the best.

As he strutted his way off of the stage, he gave a menacing look Ahsoka's way. She could have sworn it was for her, but there was one thing off about it. To her left Midoriya barely stood up straight enough to keep himself from falling over. Tano knew if there was one person Katsuki hated more than her, it was Midoriya.

She never any questions about the tension between the two in and out of class but she suspected they have had a long history together. It wasn't her business to be asking those types of questions to people she wouldn't be around with forever.

When the boos had subsided the pro hero Midnight entered the arena which was greeted by more cheering from men for her tight outfit.

"Okay everyone settle down so I can speak please." she requested.

The crowd immediately became quiet.

"With introductions out of the way, I will explain the first event our exceptional students will participate in. But first, hit it Cementoss!"

The pro hero who had been standing in the center of the field kneeled to the ground with his palms firmly planted on it too. Using his quirk, he caused the cement to rise up out of the ground in nine by nine foot squares. They were like rock skyscrapers traveling high into the sky hundreds of feet over the stadiums height to where it could be seen from outside of it. When Cementoss had decided that the skyscrapers were of good height, he formed little rocks that stuck out of the sides so hands and feet could latch onto if climbing.

Now finished, the hero collapsed in exhaustion after creating the fifty different sized pillars.

"Alright everybody listen up, I'm only going to say this once!" Midnight shouted. "The objective of the game is to be able to climb up to the tallest pillar and win when you reach the top. Only one person is going to be standing above everyone else. Second through forty will be determined by how high up you are when the event ends. forty-one through last will be eliminated from the games. You can use your quirks to your hearts content."

This elicited a happy response from the students listening. This was their chance to really show off what they had learned so far this year.

"There is only one rule, no knocking down the pillars, if you do it is an automatic disqualification." she said. "And I know what you're thinking, "But Midnight, what if we fall off the pillars?" Don't worry, I have everyone's favorite superhero here to catch you so y'all can climb right back up."

Zooming out of the tunnel, All Might magically appeared beside Midnight with perfect hair and smile. The crowd roared at the top of their lungs for years of nostalgia washed over them at the sight of their beloved All Might, even for the millionth time.

"LET'S GIVE THE STUDENTS TIME TO STRETCH AND IN FIVE MINUTES THE EVENT WILL START! YEEEAAAHHH!" Present Mic boomed.

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Apparently farmers in any universe are not particularly powerful. When Ventress landed in their field the old husband was foolish enough to come outside carrying nothing but an old shotgun and his growling dog. The assassin would have laughed if she had the time but they needed to hide the ship before anyone from the road saw it.

Using the force she flung the shotgun out of his hands and snapped his neck like a twig. The ugly mutt saw this and charged at the sith. With the shotgun already in her left hands force control, Ventress pointed it at the dog and fired. The animal let out a whimper before bleeding out and dying fast.

From the window, the old woman inside saw all this and ran to get her phone. Her hands shook as she unlocked the screen and misclicked trying to find where to dial for nine-one-one.

To little to late because by the time she started dialing the number a blaster bolt went through her back.

With everyone dead Ventress told the droids to move their operation to the barn and work on it in there. The second order was to dump the bodies in a hole and bury them. They needed to keep low and not get overconfident even if the planets people were technologically inept to them.

As for her, she searched around the house for any sort of information on why she was speaking this new weird language almost instinctively.

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Hey guys I'm happy to get this chapter done. Leave a comment I do love reading them! See y'all soon when I come back with another chapter :)