Hey everyone! We hope you liked the first chapter. It's definitely a weird AU but hopefully you'll like it as much as we do. Anyways, this chapter introduces everyone's fave Jedi team so enjoy! Sorry that this chapter is kind of short. We're hoping to upload one chapter every other day until we're either caught up to where we are on ao3 or done, so chapter 3 should be here soon.

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"Uh, good job on the mission... thing." Anakin mumbled, awkwardly straightening in his seat. The mission had been hard, draining, even for a fully trained Jedi like himself. He could only imagine how difficult Ashoka had found it. He was impressed that she didn't even falter once, not during the mission or in the aftermath. He didn't want to just straight up tell her that though, they didn't work that way. No touchy-feely moments and all that. Plus he was tired, way too tired. He didn't have the energy for anything more well worded.

He tried to look over at her discreetly and see if she really was completely fine, but their eyes locked. They held each other's gazes for a bit too long before he looked back to the controls, coughing awkwardly.

"You did good."

"You know..." he could tell by the slight lilt in her tone that this next comment was going to be sarcastic. Great. "I don't really care about your approval, so..." there was a coy smile on her face and a mischievous glint in her eyes. All he could muster the strength to do was shake his head. He normally enjoyed their bickering, but not today. Why couldn't she just take the compliment?

The ship buzzed around them as it shot through space. They were currently on their way back to Coruscant, and all he could think about was the warm bed awaiting him there. Shaking himself from his daydream, he began to move the controls and slowly ease them into hyperspace.

"If you really don't want my approval-" he was violently cut off as the whole ship lurched and buckled under the weight of something slamming into them. He could sense the impact coming mere second before and had no time to process the sudden change of events.

Alarms blared and sirens wailed while flashing red lights lit up the cockpit. His hands instinctively began flying across the controls and he desperately tried to right the wrong.

"We've been hit!" That was Ahsoka's voice he could hear over all the chaos.

"I can see that Snips, I'm not stupid!" That comment was also instinctual, though he still felt a pang of guilt as he said it.

"Ya, I know, it just seemed like the right thing to say!" Her voice was all but dripping with annoyance, and he winced. Though that was completely due to the flames he could now see encasing the ship.

Somehow, In all the chaos, they'd been thrown out of hyperspace. And without either of them really having the time to notice they'd been flung into the atmosphere of another plant. A completely unknown one as well.

It was the only one around for light years and so Ahsoka has read up on it. There had been nothing. Absolutely nothing, only a name, Kroywen. Even looking that up had resulted in zero answers. So they'd paid it no mind and moved on, not thinking it would matter.

However, they were now hurtling toward it in a wrecked, burning ship, at a rather alarming speed. Maybe looking into it a bit deeper would've been helpful.

Anakin just barely had the mind to scream out a completely useless "hold on!" Before a deafening crash sounded, and... huh, no pain, he'd at least expected some of that. Though the darkness that took him almost instantly after was definitely a cause for concern.