A/N: AND WE ARE BACK!

One single tear is all it takes when you are separated from your friends and family, when reality takes over and fantasy is gone. For Ahsoka that was the case, she was alone now, she felt abandoned, more than ever. With this thought a tear slipped out, life can never be a fantasy, only a horror. She tried to fight back the unshed tears, but she was fighting a loosing battle. She growled to herself how could she be so stupid? This was not the way to act in front of potential enemies. She sighed and sat up, trying to sense any living thing through the force but felt nothing. Odd. She thought with a frown upon her face. She tried to stand up but was held back by an armored hand. She groaned and threw her head back. Why must life be cruel?

Slowly she laid back down and glared at the heavily armored man.

"Listen kid, I need you to participate in this. First what are those energy sword things you used called?"

"Why should I tell you?" She scoffed at the man.

"Because I am a super soldier. So what are they called?"

"Lightsabers, the form I was using was called Jar kai. Jar Kai is basically duel lightsaber fighting. I usually use the Shien reverse grip when I am fighting, but the secondary lightsaber I use is called a Shoto which is just a shorter, easier to control lightsaber." When she looked at the strange man he had his arms crossed and was saying nothing. I messed up didn't I? Ahsoka inwardly groaned at her stupidity, then she notices the second figure in the room. This one was different though, he wasn't as big as the first man and he had his helmet off showing that he was dumbfounded. Ahsoka then decided she needed a break from laying down and stood up. She was a little dizzy at first, but that past in little time. She smiled as she felt the ground with her bare feet taking in the feeling of the floor. She took a coupe of steps and was about to take another when restraining hands held her back. She looked up to see the second man looking at her with a stern face, Ahsoka skulked back like a child who had just been scolded.

Suddenly frustrated with herself she threw a punch at the man in front of her only to connect with armor. She pulled back and looked at her hand which was now completely black. Great just what I needed a broken hand. Ahsoka growled a bit then sat back on the bed and began talking.

"Listen I can't stay in a place I barely know and pretend to fight in a war I barely know. I already told you what happened last time I helped with leading a war effort, I almost died. My best friend betrayed me, you can't possibly think I am going to fight on your behalf." Ahsoka said practically yelling at the men in front of her. The one with the helmet stepped up and rest a gloved hand on her shoulder.

"I think you need sometime to think this over a bit before you make any decisions. How did you know we were going to ask you to fight?"

"I can tell because the other man's face was the same as my teacher's face when deciding if I should fight or not," Ahsoka paused a moment before apologizing, "I am sorry for trying to punch you." She winced slightly as stinging pain passed through her hand. She then laid down and decided that rest was what she needed, for the day ahead would be the longest in her life. As Ahsoka was sleeping a spirit walked into her dream.

"Ahsoka child," the figure rested a hand on her shoulder. It was Shak Ti.

"Are you dead?"

"Yes now listen, something happened to all Jedi, they were killed and only a few were able to escape. You must stay where you are for many reasons, but I will only give you a couple."

"Ok Master," Ahsoka nodded her head.

"One reason is so you won't die, I will come and get you when the treat has been taken care of. You also need to fight in the war, or else more lives will be lost. And last of all is love… You need to find love sooner or later. Don't worry about the code for the code is nothing anymore, the code is now simply a legend, along with the Jedi. The new generation will grow up learning rumors not knowing if they are true. They will grow up in a brutal ruling. The ruler will not be afraid to kill, he is not afraid, which will be one of his ultimate downfalls in the end. I believe that one day the Galactic Republic will return and wipe of the Empire. There is one other thing, Anakin is alive, but he is man in a suit a man that is not afraid to kill for the…For the empire." Ahsoka awoke with a Jolt and a scream that couldn't be stifled. She grabbed onto her knees and started rocking back and forth crying. With a thud the door to her room jolted open to reveal the two men from earlier. The two men looked at the crying women in their midst, the one with the blue armor walked up to her and rubbed her back assuring her that everything would be okay.

Ahsoka didn't stop crying for a long time. Why Master!? Why? She screamed in her head. These thoughts only brought more tears to her eyes. Her cheeks were moist from crying now, and she was starting to get a headache. When she tried to stop crying, that only made the pain worse. Maybe I should let it go so I can think more clearly. But who here would love me? Surely no one would.

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