Synopsis: Ahsoka is infected with the Dark Side and while Anakin and Vaessa face his Padawan, a secret is revealed to Obi-Wan.

Sent to discover the origin of a mysterious distress call,

Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, and their padawans, Ahsoka Tano and Vaessa Orin.

All stranded on a distant planet.

Later they discover three beings, more powerful with the force than any Jedi have seen before.

The father keeps a fragile balance between his daughter,

who allies with the light side, and the son, who drifts ever closer to the dark.

With his strength failing, the father asks Anakin to stay and take his place,

preserving the balance between light and dark, but after passing a perilous test,

Skywalker refuses.

Now, we find our heroes about to depart for their journey home...

Or so they think.

"Were you having a nightmare?" I asked as Anakin woke up from his nap.

"Something like that," he said.

"If you're done napping, I could use a little help here," Ahsoka's voice called.

"I'm coming," Anakin called back.

A few seconds later, Anakin came running back in. "What's going on?" I asked, befuddled.

"The son took Ahsoka," Anakin answered frantically.

"What in the blazes are you talking about?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Move," Anakin told me. "Let me fly."

We twisted and turned, chasing... the son? Ahsoka? The son with Ahsoka? I wasn't even sure anymore.

"Look out!" Obi-Wan yelled as we headed towards a tower. We landed not-so-smoothly.

"I didn't think you saw it," Obi-Wan said apologetically.

"It was a giant tower, of course I saw it," Anakin snarled. We climbed off the ship. "Any sign of him?" Anakin asked.

"No," Obi-Wan said.

"No," I answered. "But I think it's obvious where he's taken her." I pointed towards the great black tower up ahead.

"We must hurry," Anakin said.

"Anakin, this wasn't a mistake," Obi-Wan told him. "He brought us here for a reason. We must not get involved. Any conflict here could have dramatic repercussions for the universe at large."

"I don't care," Anakin snapped. "He's too powerful for Ahsoka. I won't leave her alone."

"We are in the middle of something we don't truly understand," Obi-Wan countered. "We'd be wise to confer with the father first."

"There's no time," Anakin snapped.

"This is what he wants, to divide us," I reminded him. "If we-"

"It's my fault he took her," Anakin said angrily.

"You must feel how strong this part of the planet is with the dark side," Obi-Wan said. "The father will know what to do."

"He can't help us," Anakin said, and ran off.

Obi-Wan sighed. "Vaessa, go after him. Make sure he doesn't do something stupid."

I nodded. "Yes, master," I said, and ran after his former padawan.

...

We looked around the surface of the tower, searching for Ahsoka.

"Ahsoka," Anakin said, and I turned to see a togruta with her back to us. "Ahsoka, it's me. You're safe now. Let's go."

"Are you proud of me, master?" she asked. I frowned. It was a weird thing for a padawan to say, even a padawan like Ahsoka. It was like she was challenging him.

"What?" Anakin seemed off-balanced by Ahsoka's question. "Uh, of course, snips. Course I'm proud of you. Now, let's get out of here."

Ahsoka remained where she was. "He's right," she continued, her voice high and hysterical. "Right about everything. You must join him. He only wants what's best for the universe."

"Soka..." I muttered.

Anakin frowned. "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Always with the criticism, master," Ahsoka said, anger in her voice now. "Never really believing in me, trusting me. Well, I don't need you anymore."

"Ahsoka," Anakin said gently. "Ahsoka, listen to me. He has done something to you. Snap out of it."

"This isn't you, Soka," I told her.

"Isn't it?" Ahsoka asked. "I feel more like myself than I ever have. He asked me to give you a message. He said if you don't join him, he will kill me." She was laughing now, though I really didn't see what was funny.

"I won't let him," Anakin said.

"We won't let him," I corrected him.

"Then you will be forced to kill me," Ahsoka drew her lightsaber, and the three of us clashed, green against green and green against blue. She was putting up a good fight, considering we were both a noticeable bit more experienced than her.

"I don't want to fight you, Ahsoka," Anakin said. His saber clattered to the ground.

"And now the student will kill the master," Ahsoka said, laughing.

I blocked her blade with my own. Anakin summoned his, smirking. "You're getting ahead of yourself, aren't you, snips?"

"Don't call me that," she snarled. "I hate it when you call me that!"

Obi-Wan walked over. "Three Jedi," Ahsoka smirked. "Finally, a challenge."

"Any suggestions?" Anakin asked.

"Yes," Obi-Wan responded, producing a giant dagger from his belt. "Cut her free."

"What is that?" Anakin asked.

"It can kill the son," Obi-Wan explained shortly.

"Where did you get that?" Ahsoka growled. "Give it to me!"

The father appeared. "So glad you could make it to our little party, father," the son smirked.

"You will stop this," the father ordered.

"You are too weak for me, old man," the son scoffed. "You mean nothing to me anymore."

"Anakin, now!" Obi-Wan yelled, throwing his former apprentice the dagger... but Ahsoka caught it in mid-air.

"Ahsoka," I said, trying as best as I could to keep a level head. "Give that to me."

Ahsoka simply smirked and ran towards the waiting son. "Everything has transpired exactly as I planned," he said.

"You showed them the altar?" the father asked the daughter.

"I am sorry, father," the daughter wept. "I didn't know how else to stop him."

"Give it to me, child," the son commanded Ahsoka.

"Soka, no," I said. But Ahsoka still gave the son the dagger.

"Thank you," the son said silkily. "Your usefulness has come to an end." He touched my friend's forehead and she fell to the ground.

Dead.

"No!" Anakin cried, and I felt very much like doing the same thing. Ahsoka, my friend, my little sister, was gone.

"The Jedi have brought me the dagger, and you have brought yourself," the son said to his father. "Now, father, you will die."

"Father!" The daughter through herself in front of her brother's blade.

"WHY?!" the son cried, leaping into the air and flying off as a gargoyle. Me and Anakin rushed to Ahsoka's lifeless body.

"My daughter," the father sobbed. "What have I done?"

"Do not hate him, father," the daughter coughed. "It is his nature." And she fell limp.

"No," the father wept. "All is lost. The balance has been broken. I thought by bringing you here, I would... But I have destroyed everything."

"Can you help her?" Anakin asked.

"There is no light," the father replied. Why do deities always have to speak in riddles? "The evil has been unleashed, and the dark side shall consume her."

"You must help her," Anakin wept.

"I cannot undo what is done," the father said woefully. "There is no hope."

"Yes, there is," I said quietly. "There's always hope. There was hope when I was lost as a child. There was hope when Anakin was a slave." I felt Anakin's eyes widen. I couldn't explain how I knew. I just... did. "And there's hope now."

The father sighed. "Then let my daughter's last act be to breathe life into your friend."

He placed one of Anakin's hands on the daughter's head, and the other on Ahsoka's. For a second, they were all lit up, and then they faded. Then Ahsoka woke up, coughing, spluttering, but alive.

"Soka," I said softly, throwing my arms around my friend.

"Hey, snips," Anakin said.

"What's going on?" Ahsoka asked.

"Uh, not much," Anakin replied. "It's good to see you."

"As the balance in this world crumbles, so shall war escalate in your galaxy," the father said gravely. Way to ruin the mood. "As my son has descended into the dark side, so have the sith gained strength."

"We will stop your son," Anakin told him.

"No," the father countered. "You must go now. He needs your ship to leave the planet. You must leave before he can take it."

"What about you?" Obi-Wan asked.

"I shall mourn all that I have done," the father answered sadly. "And all that is yet to be."

Me: Yikes.

Vaessa: Double yikes.

Me: I can't believe Ahsoka died.

Vaessa: She didn't. She just nearly did.

Me: No, Vaer, I'm pretty sure she did.

Vaessa: You can't call me Vaer. Only my closest friends can call me that.

Me: I can do what I want because I control a: your memories and b: your life, so...

Vaessa: You don't control my memories.

Me: Could you remember me during last chapter?

Vaessa: Uh... no. But... that's not... WAIT! *draws lightsaber*

Me: *touches Vaessa's forehead*

Vaessa: *falls asleep*

Me: See you next chapter! ;)