The Final Battle: Part 28
Anakin and Luminara burst into the hanger, expecting to find their padawans, but it was empty. "Where are they?" Anakin growled. "We have to get out of here."
"Be patient Master Skywalker. I'm sure they'll be joining us soon," Luminara said, even though she was anxious too. The door opened behind them and Obi Wan walked in.
"Well, Grievous certainly wasn't pleased to see me. I hope you two had better luck freeing the padawans," Obi Wan commented.
"Yes, but it seems now that we are unable to locate them," Luminara replied.
"What? What do you mean 'unable to locate them'?" Obi Wan inquired.
"They should be here by now," Anakin muttered starting to pace. The door opened to their left and Barriss stumbled through, breathing heavily and clutching her wounded side.
"Barriss!" Luminara exclaimed, catching her padawan before she hit the floor. "Where are the others? What's happened?"
"Ahsoka – Tanya – Grievous – had to run," Barriss wheezed.
"What about Grievous?" Anakin practically snarled.
"He cornered us – they said – get help," Barriss panted. Anakin immediately got up and ran, hoping he wasn't too late. He opened the door and saw a small figure dragging body through the dimly lit corridor.
"Ahsoka!" Anakin yelled, pelt toward her. The figure dragging the body looked up and he saw it was… Ahsoka?
"Master!" she screamed and ran to him. She practically fell into his arms and started sobbing.
"What happened?" Anakin asked, looking at Tanya's unconscious form.
"It was Grievous… he stabbed her… it should've been me!" Ahsoka cried into Anakin's shoulder. The ship shook with explosions.
"We have to get out of here. If we hurry we might still be able to save her," Anakin told Ahsoka, letting go of her and scooping up Tanya's limp, languid body. They ran back into the hanger, shocking Obi Wan, Luminara, and Barriss as they passed.
"Tanya!" Barriss gasped. "What happened?"
"Never mind that, we have to get off this ship," Obi Wan advised, as the hanger began to fall apart from the explosions. They all ran into the Twilight and Anakin set Tanya down to lie in the medical bay before going to the cockpit to get them out of there.
"Barriss, can you try to heal her?" Ahsoka asked, grabbing Tanya's limp hand and holding it.
Barriss looked at Ahsoka and swallowed. "Ahsoka, there are some wounds the Force just can't heal."
"I know. But, can you just try?" Barriss looked doubtful but nodded. Her hand hovered over Tanya's wound and the space between the two glowed like a galaxy. Tanya gasped sharply and clenched her hand, cutting off the circulation in Ahsoka's. She then exhaled and went even more limp than before.
"Oh no. Tanya? Tanya!" Ahsoka cried, willing her friends to wake up. Barriss pulled her hand back, before shaking her head sadly.
"I'm so sorry Ahsoka. But I think she's gone."
A/N: Yes, I realize it's another short chapter, but I've updated twice in one day! This isn't the end though, I promise you that. Please leave a review and tell me what you think.