Guys, this was written in haste, and you can really tell. I'm so sorry it's been so long since I've updated. After the 'Rebels' season finale, I had to figure out how I was going to incorporate that into this Universe I'm creating, and whether or not I would be able to do that at all. I've finally decided that this story will follow canon that the Clone Wars produced, and not much else. It will probably follow the legends canon more so than the canon that exists now (seeing as that is Rebels and now Rogue One), so let's see how it goes.

Anyway, this is hurried because I wanted to get it out to you asap. Also, due to school, I won't be able to update once a day. Expect updates bi-weekly (Tuesdays and Saturdays) until June 25th, when I'm out of school and back from my trip to Europe. I hope this is play with everyone!

Also, please ignore all mistakes I've made in here. I haven't looked it over, and honestly, I probably won't.

MLV

Ahsoka made it back to the younglings in no time. They were all excited at the prospect of leaving the undercity, up until they found out not all of them would be able to make it in the first round.

"What do you mean they can't all fit?" Shaak asked.

Ahsoka sighed. "This speeder can only handle so much weight, and the combined weight of you, myself and all of the padawans exceeds that limit. So some of them will have to stay here and wait for me to return."

Shaak put her hand over her eyes and gently rubbed her brow. "And I suppose I need to stay with the ship," she said, defeated.

Ahsoka nodded. "It won't take long," she promised.

They both divided the group of children, and while Shaak was loading the first group, Ahsoka took the rest to an abandoned building. She squatted in front of them and tried to calm their nerves. "Stay here and stay quiet. Nothing can hurt you if you stay hidden," she promised. "Please, just be still. I will return soon." The younglings all quivered in fear, and Ahsoka felt a pang of guilt at leaving them, but she had no other choice.

The ride over was quick and uneventful. Ahsoka pushed the speeder to its fullest capacity, and once the younglings were unloaded, headed back to the building that she had left the younglings in. A sinking feeling formed in her gut, and she pressed the accelerator past the limit. The speeder slammed to a stop right before she reached the building, and her blood ran cold at what she saw.

Stormtroopers with fire cannons aimed their weapons on the building and it went up in a blaze. Screams from the younglings erupted over the noise of the fire, and Ahsoka felt their pain as if she were experiencing it herself. There was no way to get past the guards. Ahsoka ignited her lightsabers a moment, trying to decide how she could get past them, but a soft voice inside of her whispered that there was nothing she could do. The screaming got louder, and Ahsoka clenched her hands across the metal of her sabers and rage filled her core.

This is what the Empire was. Murderers of children.

Something caught her eye, and she looked to see a sandy haired main motioning to the building. She shook her head, not sure what he was getting at. He pointed to the troopers, to her, and then in a different direction, at him, and then back at the building. He wanted to get the children out. Ahsoka nodded, stood up in the speeder, and shouted at the troopers.

"Hey! Instead of attacking defenseless children, why don't you take your chances with a Jedi!" She swung her lightsabers in the air before jumping back into the speeder. The speeder lurched forward, and Ashoka rushed past them. A few of the troopers stayed behind, but all of them stopped burning the building. Ahsoka reached for a spare blaster, knowing that there was no way a pirate would have a speeder without one. Riding in a large circle until she found it, Ahsoka drew the troopers away, shooting at them periodically.

Once they were out of sight of the building, Ahsoka stopped the speeder and aimed at the troopers chasing after her. Two shots hit their targets, and then the troopers were upon her. She used her lightsabers to remove the rest of the threats. She scrambled back to the speeder and flew to the building.

About half of the younglings were out, covered in soot and coughing up a storm, but they were safe. She loaded them into the speeder and ran to the building, only to meet the mystery man and another youngling.

"How many are left?" she asked, taking the boy from him.

"The rest are dead," he said. "These ones were close. They need medical attention."

"We need to get to my ship," Ahsoka replied. "Come with us."

He shook his head, shot her a grin, and said, "I think I'll take my chances. Good luck, Jedi."

Ahsoka didn't correct him, merely took the boy to the speeder. She shot one last glance at the burning building, and part of the code she hadn't thought of in a long time entered her mind: do not mourn those who transfer into the force.

Ahsoka squeezed her eyes shut, said a quick Shili prayer for the dead, and took off with the rest of the children.

Shaak was waiting for them when they arrived at the ship.

"There were troopers," Ahsoka explained. "Only some of them made it."

Shaak looked horrified, but she helped Ahsoka transfer them to the ship. Once they were all on board, Ahsoka ran to the controls and after putting the missing component back in place, took off. They were finally headed out of Coruscant, and towards safety.