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What Hurts the Most:

Wherever we were going was definitely far away from Shili. It had been three hours and we still weren't there. I had kept my face turned away from my family. They must hate me. It was all my fault. I'm the one who got them into this. I'm the one who had caused all their troubles. Finally I looked at them. I saw my brother. He smiled at me as if just to keep my spirits up. I weakly smiled back at him. He was cute little guy and I sensed the force in him. Guess it runs in the family. I'm sure if I had lived with my family we would have had tons of fun together. I looked at my parents and actually studied them for the first time. My mother was mild-aged yet still pretty. She was frail and trembling. My father was holding her in his strong arms. He had an Akul headdress and an Akul belt like Gramede. I looked back at my brother and then at the entire family and asked,

"What are your names?" Not really directing it to anyone in particular.

My mother surprisingly was the first to talk, "How could you not know your parents? I am Creusa, your mother and this is your father Vanick and that is your younger brother, Nissim."

Nissim eyed me suspiciously and I don't blame him. Why trust someone who almost got you killed?

"You ruined everything." He said to me. I looked down; I just couldn't him in the eye.

"Nissim be nice to your sister." My mother scolded.

"No, mother, he's right. I did ruin everything. I ruined your lives. I should have never come back. I know I acted stupid and I am so sorry. I hope you can forgive me."

"Soka, I'm just glad to see you again. I remember the last time you visited Shili. When you made your Akul headdress, your father and I were so proud of you even though we didn't say it."

She came over to me and gave me a hug. It was a little awkward but I hugged her back. We pulled away and I asked timidly, "Do you still love me?"

"Of course we love you Ahsoka and we are proud you are a Jedi." My father spoke this time.

"Giving you up to the order was one of the hardest things we every did. Plo Koon was so kind to us but when he came to take you, I still cried." My mother stated.

"I remember that"

"That's why when Plo Koon came back to get Nissim, I refused to let him take my other child."

Nissim looked at our mother and said, "I'm happy you didn't or else I'd be dead right now."

I faked a smile a smile as the pang of hurt hit my heart. All those younglings, dead. Not even given a proper funeral just sprawled across the floor like slaughtered animals. But I decided not to dwell on those thought and instead for the rest of the journey I learned about my family and for the first time since Order 66, I can honestly say that I enjoyed myself.

One week later:

That joy was short lived for as soon as we landed we were separated in to different cells. Oh I missed them even though I had only known them for a few hours, I knew them and loved them. I didn't understand though how they could love me. Why did they love me? My thoughts were interrupted as two clones entered my cell. I immediately stood up. They came over and put some binders on my wrists. They didn't say anything except, "Come with us." I didn't dare fight back because I didn't know where they had my family or what they would do to them if I tried anything.

They led me to a large room and took off my binders. I looked at them surprised until I saw them put a binder on my ankle that was attached to a chain that was welded to the wall. The troopers then left with out another word.

Then he came in the room. Vader.

We stared at each other for but a moment.

"Today, my former padawan you will feel the greatest pain one could ever feel and the Jedi did it to me, their chosen one. Now I shall so it to you, a Jedi, a traitor!"

"I never betrayed you, master!"

"Do not call me that!" he snapped at me. "You are not worthy of calling me master, you Jedi scum!"

"How can you even say that, Vader. You were once one of those people you call Jedi scum! Don't you remember anything!?"

"Yes of course I do! I remember the Jedi killing my mother and wife, Padme, in my point of view. It was all their fault. They betrayed the Chancellor, Palpatine. It was only right to destroy them"

"No, Palpatine was the betrayer! He betrayed the entire Republic. Your mind has been twisted to remember things, as you want to see it. What did innocent younglings do to you? Do you honestly think they plotted against the Republic? Did they deserve to be slaughtered like animals? Give me an answer!"

"Be quiet." He snapped.

"Tell me what you honestly think!"

He came over to me and put a gag in my mouth much to my displeasure.

The following events will forever scare my heart.

Both of my parents were brought to the room. They looked like they hadn't eaten in days. Vader came over to my father and force picked him up and flung him cross the room into a wall. He them took my hurt father and force choked him to death. My mother screamed bloody murder. He then activated his red lightsaber and began to torture her with it. I saw her scream in pain. How could Vader be so cruel to someone so helpless? I watched him torture her in the most barbaric ways. How could the Jedi have done this to him? I had never done anything like this to him. Tears were rolling down my face as well as my mother's. Vader brought up his lightsaber to make the final blow. No, No, NO! I force pushed Vader across the room and force pulled the lightsaber to my hand. I cut the chain that held me. I ran over to my mother and held her in my arms. It was obvious she wouldn't live much longer, not after that beating. Vader for some reason retreated to a corner as I had my last moments with my mother. I held her close and tried to use a Jedi healing trance on her but I was too panicked to concentrate.

"Don't die mom, please. Don't leave me."

She smiled weakly and said,

"Ahsoka tell your little brother good bye for me. And both must always remember I always will love…" Her body went limp in my arms. She was dead.

"No!" I screamed. Vader just watched my in my pain and tasted what he thought was sweet revenge.

"Now you know what I had to go through Ahsoka. It is what hurts the most in the whole galaxy. Maybe if you had stopped me sooner, you could have saved her but you will never know will you?" He taunted. "And to think this is just half of the pain I felt. Come and will teach you to have enough power to save the ones you love."

"Don't you honestly expect me to believe or trust you? You just murdered my parents. I won't become what you have, a power hunger…DROID! Just kill me!" I offered him the lightsaber. He took it but he didn't activate it or threaten me.

"Oh I won't let you let you have such a merciful death. But since you won't join me, I am sure your brother will. He will be a great sith."

My brother. I had completely forgotten about him.

"He will never join you." I whispered quietly.

"Oh I'm sure he will. After all their deaths." He pointed at my parents. "Was your fault."

I stared at him with wide eyes. He said nothing more. The only sound that could be heard in the room was his mechanical breathing. He left me to mourn. I looked at my parents' cold, bloody bodies and thought of my brother. Not a merciful death? I have nothing left or so I thought. Even torture to the death was better than this. This is truly what hurts the most. He couldn't do anything else to me.

What Else Could He Take Away From Me?

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