A/N: Hey people! Long time no see! Anyway I'm not gonna ramble and tell you guys why I haven't updated because I don't really have an excuse but now I am going to give you guys another chapter! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars: the Clone Wars.
I haven't told anyone about my dream. Not even my master. It's not that I don't want to tell him. I really honestly want to tell him about my dream and the few seconds where my vision returned but I don't want to get his hopes up that maybe my sight will return one day. I know it won't.
I pull myself from my thoughts and continue to feel around the kitchen for a cup. I'm really thirsty and Anakin is at some youngling training session. I told him I would be fine on my own for the hour that he would be gone and so far things have been fine but now I'm really thirsty and since Anakin usually helps me get things I can't find, I'm really struggling now.
I fumble around along the tops of the counters feeling for anything that even vaguely resembles a cup. Finally, my hand clasps around something round. I think it's a cup.
"Ha!" I shout in triumph. I pick up the object and begin to walk in the direction I think the sink is. I reach my hand out in front of me and begin to walk. I stop when my hand bumps the cool of a counter. I reach out again and feel for the faucet. I don't find it and end up just waving my hand through empty air.
I let out a sigh. I hate doing this. I let out a scream and wait for the sound waves to bounce off of my montrals. After a few seconds they do and I have a blurry outlook of the kitchen. The sink is on the other side.
I sigh again and grumble softly as I feel my way to the other side of the kitchen. By the time I reach the sink, the sound waves have stopped and I can only see the darkness that fills my vision. I fill up my cup and slowly lift it to my lips. I drink the entire glass of water in one sip. If I put the cup down I might never find it again.
I put my cup in the sink and put my hand on the wall. I decide to go for a walk around the Temple. I know it's not a good idea to go by myself since I probably will get lost but I feel incredibly bored and someone will find me anyways.
I walk out the door and put my hand against the wall and start walking. I hear people walk past me. I hear children laughing. I sigh. I miss the beauty of the Temple. I miss the sight of younglings running through the halls playing tag. I miss the green glow of my lightsaber. I'll never see any of those things again.
I try to yank myself out of my depressing thoughts but I can't. I notice I've stopped moving and I'm just standing in the middle of the hall probably looking helpless. Why haven't I been expelled from the Order yet?
Can't the Council see it's torturing me to know that I will never truly be a Jedi Knight?
I feel anger rise in my chest. I'm tired of this. I put my hand on the wall again and make my way to the Jedi Council room. I use the force to try and see but it doesn't really work. All I get are grey blurry images that don't even look like anything.
I grumble in frustration but keep moving. I stop when my hand brushes over a sign. I feel the letters that protrude from the sign. I'm pretty sure they spell Jedi Council room so I walk into the room through the doors that open automatically when someone walks in. Perfect for us blind folk.
I think I've just walked in on a meeting but I don't care. I want answers on what is going to happen to me.
"What's going to happen to me?" I ask loudly. I stand in silence. I feel the eyes of the entire Council on me. I notice how heavily I'm breathing and try to slow my breath to a normal pace.
"Pardon?" I hear Obi-Wan's accent and immediately recognize his voice.
"Are you going to kick me out of the Order or what?" I ask trying to sound tough and flashing a look in the direction of Obi-wan's voice.
"Why would we do that?" he asks.
"Because I'm blind," I retort, "I'm practically useless." My voice lowers into a quiet whisper that I'm sure is hard for Obi-wan to hear. There is no reply to my pitiful response. I sound so helpless. I sound like I've already given up. I haven't but I'm slowly losing faith in my abilities.
"Say that, why do you?" Yoda asks in his backwards talk, "Useless, you are definitely not." I squeeze my eyelids shut. It was a mistake to come here.
"I am useless," I say, feeling horribly sad, "I can't see anything. I can't do anything without help. Anything!"
"Ahsoka, you must learn to use the force to he-," Mace Windu says but I interrupt him.
"I've tried!" I shout exasperated, "I've tried so hard to but I can't!" My voice cracks and I feel hot tears come down my cheeks.
"Can't you see, how hard I've been trying?" I start to sob. I feel ashamed and embarrassed. I must sound pathetic. Crying in front of the Council. Pathetic.
No one says anything. The room is silent except for the soft sobbing coming from me. I sense pity coming from the Council members and I start to cry even harder.
What is wrong with me? I never cry like this. I try to stop the tears from flowing by rubbing my eyes but more come and bathe my face. Suddenly, a voice interrupts the awkwardness that has pervaded the room.
"Come with me, little one," I don't recognize the voice. I feel someone grab my wrist and pull me out of the room and through the halls of the temple until we are outside in the Temple gardens.
The hand moves my wrist and places it against something rough and hard. It's the trunk of a tree.
I've stopped crying now but I'm incredibly confused now.
"Concentrate, child," the person who has grabbed my wrist tells me. I sigh but I obey the person. I focus on the tree. I feel the rough texture of the bark and suddenly I sense something. I can't see the tree but I can feel the life flowing through it. The Living Force.
I smile in happiness. I don't know how this will help me but I feel at peace.
"Do you feel it, child?" I hear the feminine voice ask me.
"Yeah," I whisper softly, as if I might disrupt the flow of energy I feel.
"Good," she says. She pulls my wrist away and puts it on another plant. I feel the energy flow through this one too. I kneel down by the plant, which is leafy and has a waxy stem. I put both hands on the plant and feel the life of the plant.
I notice that I still feel the life from the tree. I can sense it's presence and I know exactly where it is. My smile widens and I let out a laugh.
I stand up and move to another plant. I feel its life too. I start to move throughout the garden touching the plants and feeling the Living Force as it flows through each and every plant. By the time I reach the end of the garden I feel so alive and happy.
I cannot see an actual picture of the garden but I know where the plants are. I feel the force all around me. Filling the air I breathe. In the songs the birds sing. In the heart of the person who has brought me here. Everywhere.
Hope fills my heart. This is the new beginning. I cannot see but the Force is guiding me. The Force is guiding me onto my new path. A path where I am blind but I am strong.
A/N: Well, it's not over yet but the next chapter will be the final one! I hope you've enjoyed this story as much as I have! I'll be sad to see it go. Well, if you liked this chapter please favorite, follow, and review! Thank you my lovelies! :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars: the Clone Wars.