To make things clear and so as to keep in line with the S.W. timeline, this story actually COVERS a period of 19 years, or more so this story ENDS 19 years after Order 66. Actually, Ahsoka got the youngling 5 years into the 19 years. So actually this story cover a period of 15 years.

I hope that doesn't confuse anyone lol

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Ahsoka walked at a brisk pace across the grassy field of the Naboo landscape towards the hill just ahead. It was dark: the moon was brilliant and the stars twinkled in the heavens lighting her way. In her left arm she bore the child. It was silent now, having fallen asleep, sucking away on its two middle fingers. It had torn Ahsoka to take the infant away from its mother. It was very likely that the child would never see her again. But this was of no present concern to the mother. Her only desire was that her daughter lived.

This was the very reason that the Jedi had originally taken potential Jedi younglings away from their parents when there were merely infants. Such emotional displays would surely scar the child's memory, hindering its growth in the Force. "Abduction" at infancy was the best and safest way. The results of waywardness to this rule were quite obvious all around her. Thus had been the past of the one who now hunted Jedi and butchered them like animals. Her old master, Anakin Skywalker, had been taken under the wing of a Jedi far beyond the normal age of the usual Jedi youngling. To the counsel's uncertain discretion, but also to the fulfillment of an ancient prophesy, Anakin Skywalker was admitted into the Jedi Temple. Most of the counsel would live to regret that decision.

The warm winds of the Naboo night picked up, whipping Ahsoka's brown robe wildly about. Quickly she approached the foot of a grassy slope. Her small vessel rested just beyond the knoll in the valley. Suddenly, there was a disturbance in the Force. She could sense it; danger close by, very close. Expanding the fingers of her right hand she, summoned her lightsaber into her palm. Her fingers closed around the hilt and the saber ignited with a snap hiss! With a swift maneuver of her wrist, she whirled the brilliant, green blade backwards, holding the hilt out in front of her while the energy bolt pointed behind her. She brought her blade hand up. The ground in front her illuminated with brilliant green.

Then she heard voices: several voices just over the peak of the hill. She immediately crouched slightly and slowed her pace dramatically. Saber to the ready, she gradually ascended the hill. When she was merely a yard from the peak, she laid the child against a stone and fell flat on her belly. Slowly and as silent as possible, Ahsoka pulled her body to the peak with her left hand while pushing her self with her armed right. When her head was above the top, and she could see into the valley, she saw the source of the voices. Her eyes widened at the sight of several white armor clad soldiers.

Troopers! At least 60 Storm Troopers encompassed her vessel, each one armed with a black blaster. How they had found her, she had no idea. The Emperors spies spanned nearly every corner of the galaxy. She should have known that the secrecy of her appearance on Naboo would not remain a secret for long. Even from where she lay she could hear the voice of the General, not particularly a clone.

"We have orders to shoot the Jedi on sight. Repeat, shoot on sight."

So, these Clones were out for blood. Take no prisoners. Leave only corpses. She was quite sure that none of her enemies knew that she had a youngling in her care. But that wouldn't change anything of course. They would only assume that the child was a Jedi youngling and slay them both.

Ahsoka crouched down behind the peak. She closed her eyes for a moment, digging deep into her recesses and calling upon the strength of the Force to aid her. She was confident in her ability to throw down her enemies. Her primary concern was the safety of the youngling.

It would be impossible to fight them with the infant in one arm and her lightsaber in the other, as well as dangerous for both of them. She considered strapping the child to her back, but that could also be fatal for the youngling if a Clone took a shot at her from behind. It seemed that the only choice would be to leave the young here, go down and destroy the Clones, and then come back for the child. But if by some most unfortunate stroke she did not come back, the child could not be discovered by the Troopers.

Disengaging her saber, Ahsoka scooped up the child again in her left arm and slid on her rear to the bottom of the hill. She only had to walk a few yards before she found the perfect place to hid the infant. In a small rise in the field at the base of the hill was little indenture in the earth. A kind of little cove grown up with tall grass and flowers. She gently laid the youngling deep within in the cove, allowing the tall vegetation to conceal her. To Ahsoka's utter delight, the youngling was still fast asleep, its two middle fingers rooted in its mouth.

Ahsoka smiled and kissed its head before turning to go back. But her heart skipped a beat when she turned to see two Clone Troopers marching towards her from the base of the knoll. The palled mood light reflected off of their shinny, white armor making them very visible even in the shadow of the hill. Their blasters, which also glared with the moonlight, were aimed on her startled form; but not startle for long. One of the troopers stepped forward.

"Halt Jedi!" he exclaimed. In an instant, the air resonated with the sound of a vicious snap hiss! The troopers immediately opened fire on the Jedi. Ahsoka wielded her saber with the grace of a Jedi Master, not seeing, but feeling the path of each bolt and deflecting it with flick of her wrist. She forced jumped, leaping high above and over the clones, spinning madly. The troopers fired their blasters up at her, but even while flipping in midair she deflected the bolts with her saber. She landed on her feet in a crouch behind the troopers. As they turned to fire upon her again, Ahsoka rose up, bringing her blade arm around in a mighty arch. There was the unnerving, yet familiar sound of a buzz-hiss! Two, white helmeted trooper's heads thudded to the grassy carpet. Ahsoka disengaged her lightsaber, scowling as the headless bodies went limp, dropping the blaster and clattering to the ground.

They were on to her. More would be here any minute. She had to get the jump them before they got the jump on her. She raced back to the base of the hill. This time she crawled up the slope as quickly as her knees would carry her and again falling on her belly when she reached the top. She peered over and caught sight of the Troopers. None of them except the two she had killed and the general had moved from their original position. She could faintly hear the general saying something.

"Those two should be back by now!"

She was almost out of time. She had to move fast. Once again she closed her eyes, calling upon the full strength of the Force before she proceeded, before she attacked.