Ahsoka tried her best to calm herself down. She turned to look at Master Kenobi, whose face was partially hidden in a shadow from the hyperspace light. Turning to look at Padme, whose jaw was set and face looked determined, she tried to mimic that same kind of confidence and hope that they would find Anakin and that everything would be alright. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't ignore the fact that something felt… deeply wrong. Ahsoka leaned back into her seat, thinking about what to do. Closing her eyes, she began to practice her deep breathing and centering herself in the force.
Ahsoka opened her eyes, but she wasn't on the ship anymore. Surrounded by fine white mist, she heard a voice whispering for her. Calling her. Frantically turning, Ahsoka saw a door frame ahead of her. Red light beamed from the frame, and lit up a path for her to follow. Ahsoka took a deep breath and began to walk towards the frame. The voice grew louder with each step she took, its sense of urgency increasing as she advanced through the doorway. Ahsoka burst through the doorway and saw nothing.
Then a set of white lightsaber blades ignited.
The red saber clashed down against the white. Anakin stood by the holocron's pedestal, watching as a sith lord dueled with a torgruta jedi. As Anakin watched, he noticed that something seemed very familiar about both of the fighting styles that were being used. The labored breathing from earlier was louder now, clearer. He realized that it was coming from the sith lord. Anakin could hardly believe his eyes; the amount of power behind the red saber was incredible. With each hit, he could see the torgruta jedi's strength start to fade. The sith's expression remained hidden by the mask they were wearing.
"Revenge is not the jedi way." A deep voice said.
"I am no jedi." The torgruta woman responded and held up her sabers.
A strong swing swung the woman over the ledge of… where ever she was. Ahsoka watched as the white blades faded in the darkness beyond the ledge. Ahsoka took another look around the large room that she was in. Standing in the center, she saw it. A figure wearing all black, that the mist swirled around his feet. The dark side of the force rolled off of it, washing over her body, filling her with dread. Ahsoka could hear a voice calling her, but she wasn't sure if it was a person or a droid. The creature advanced towards her, the darkness beginning to consume her when a flash of light exploded from the creature's face.

Anakin watched the woman roll and land on her feet. The sith lord stumbled back, clutching the side of its face. He heard two voices speaking louder than the rest, but he couldn't make out most of the conversation.
"I won't leave you!" The woman said, her voice full of emotion.
"Then you will die." A male voice responded. The sith lord ignited his lightsaber and swung down. Her blades came up to meet the blow and then Ahsoka was back on the ship, Master Kenobi was staring at her, his face full of worry.
"Ahsoka." He said firmly. "What happened?" She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Her body and mind felt like as if they had just come from a battlefield. Wired and ready to launch an attack, but there was no enemy here. Just Master Kenobi and Padme.
"I don't know." She whispered. "I don't know." She repeated while shaking her head. "But I think that Anakin is in some serious trouble if we don't find him soon." She saw Padme's shoulders tense up.
"We can do this, Ahsoka, don't loose hope in Anakin now."

All Anakin heard was the screaming. All he felt was the rage, the suffering, the anger. He looked around and saw that he was no longer in the sith temple, but was not in some kind of medical facility. On the table was a man, who had been injured beyond recognition. He shrieked in pain as the medical droids attended to him. Fitting the stubs of his limbs with new prosthetics, the man tried to swat away the droids but his arm fell limp as he fell unconscious. Even unconscious, Anakin could feel the dark side swirling around him. He could feel the hate and the anger through the force. The cold from the dark side filled the air in the room. With each breath he took, he could feel his body beginning to grow colder and colder. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knew that this wasn't just the work of the dark side, but he couldn't think of anything else that could have done this. The droids continued to bring over more and more supplies, encasing the man in a set of black armor. As they continued their work, Anakin noticed that the man on the table was starting to look like the sith from earlier.
"Lord Vader." A voice spoke.
"Where is Padme? Is she safe? Is she alright?" Lord Vader asked. Lord Vader… where had he heard that before? And why was this person asking about Padme?
"Lord Vader, Lord Vader" The mist around his feet whispered as it curled around his body. Anakin looked down to see that his body was slowly being encompassed by the mist. It filled his lungs and slowly dragged him down. Further and further until-
"It seems like you don't have much time left." Maul said. Anakin tried to look up, but his vision was full of dark spots. He heard Maul's legs move as he bent down, and grabbed the holocron out of his hands.
"And thank you, for this." Maul sneered while standing back up. "I don't know what kind of trick you had up your sleeve, but it would appear that you are not the jedi that the republic makes you sound like you are." He took a deep breath before continuing. "Interesting how a jedi knight was able to harness the dark side in such a way. Too bad that you won't live long enough for us to figure out how you did that." Maul said with an edge to his voice.

"Pulling out of hyperspace" Padme said. She pressed a few buttons on the console, and the blue light from hyperspace faded into the stars scattered throughout the galaxy. In front of them was a grey planet.
"We've made it." Padme said while turning to face Ahsoka and Obi-Wan. "Welcome to Malachor"