A FanFiction written by StarWarsRocksMySocks

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"Why are you asking? Are you not a slave?" The Togruta female snapped. Wow. And Ahsoka thought she was rude and disrespectful.

"No, I'm actually not." Ahsoka shot back, resisting the urge to kick her in the head. She would of, if she was a Sith or a Separatist.

"Then what are you?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. No Ahsoka was getting very annoyed with this particular Togruta.

"Your murderer if you keep talking to me like I'm a nobody." Ahsoka growled. The Padawan smirked to herself. Yep, that has to be one of my best come backs yet.

The taller Togruta couldn't take it anymore, and her Togruta aggression completely took over. She lunged at Ahsoka, like a predator catching its prey. Wait, it was a predator, but the other wasn't prey, she was a predator too. Ahsoka stepped to the side, making the other girl fly past her. She slammed into the wall face first and made a feral growl of irritation and annoyance. She raised her clenched fists and swung several punches, aiming for Ahsoka's head. Ahsoka – who was now behind the slave girl – gave a gentle push on her back – with the tiniest bit of help from the Force – which sent her to the floor. She landed on her stomach and the wind knocked straight out of her.

"I'm here to help." Ahsoka said, "That's why I'm here. I'm here to free you. All of you."

The girl leaped up and leapt towards Ahsoka. The Togruta Padawan sensed her move, and lightly shoved her back with her hands. Even though Ahsoka was a very petite little girl, she had amazing amounts strength in her, due to her endless hours of training. Being a Jedi meant that you needed to stay healthy fit.

"Please listen to me!" Ahsoka said through clenched teeth. Who did this person think she was? Attacking a Jedi, what the hell? Oh, she didn't know Ahsoka was a Jedi…but still, it was rude to attack anyone, really.

The girl was about to jump up again, but the male Togruta who had said 'Hey' to Ahsoka rushed forward and placed a large hand on her shoulder. He shook his head, "Leave it Raylee. She's a Jedi." He whispered. Raylee looked up instantly at Ahsoka, who had her fists balled up.

"How do you know?" She said back to him. She dragged herself up to her knees and stood up, staring – or maybe glaring – at Ahsoka. Ahsoka raised an eye marking up a little.

"Because she dodged everything without trying, plus she's here to help. She's a Jedi."

"He's right," The other, larger male said. "I'm Darce by the way, and that's Rammo, my little brother." Darce said. They were brothers, you could tell. Their facial markings were very similar, and they shared the same muscular build. Ahsoka looked tiny compared to them. But then again, Ahsoka looked tiny compared to most people.

"So, Jedi, how are you going to free all the slaves? There's just one of you, and to be honest, you only look about fifteen." Raylee said.

"I'm sixteen," Ahsoka corrected her, "And my master's sticking around with our astromech droids."

"When do we get let out into the slave yard?" Ahsoka asked, walking around the cell, as if looking for an exit. Yeah, like it would have kriffing fire exit or something.

"Usually about lunch time, which is soon." Rammo spoke for the first time.

Ahsoka nodded and leant against the wall. She let out an irritated sigh and cracked her fingers out of boredom. Ahsoka wondered what her Master was up too. He was probably exploring the place. R7 was probably having an argument with R2 about machinery or something.

Darce's stomach growled loudly, and he shot Rammo a quick glance. "Ugh! When's lunch?"

"In about ten minutes." He answered, not taking his eyes off the ground.

"But I'm so hungry!" The older boy moaned.

"Just be patient." Ahsoka mumbled, sighing a little. Gosh, they were annoying. Now Ahsoka knew how Master Skywalker felt...

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Anakin wondered around the slave fortress, his hands clasped behind his back. Wow, I really am getting like Obi-Wan…no I all I need is a beard… A red astromech droid made its way over to the Knight, and Anakin instantly recognised it; it was Ahsoka's feisty little droid, Arseven. What was he doing here? Surely Anakin left him on the ship with Artoo…

"Arseven," Anakin hissed, "Get out of here. Go back to the ship with Artoo."

Arseven beeped and squeaked.

Anakin growled. Artoo wasn't on the ship either…stupid kriffing droids…

"Arseven Aseven, get back in the ship, now." Anakin pointed in what he thought was the general direction of the Twilight. He was frowning so deeply it was almost scary…well, if Ahsoka was here right now she'd probably laugh her ass of at him.

Speaking of Ahsoka, how was she? Was she okay? Was she getting on with her 'slave mates'. Knowing Ahsoka, she'd probably gone and done something stupid or reckless. Sometimes the Padawan truly annoyed him.

But he honestly couldn't think about a life where Ahsoka wasn't in it. They hadn't known each other for that long, and he really hadn't expected her to have such an effect on him. When he first met her, he found her annoying, irritating and cocky. He thought they would never get along, and he didn't believe it when Obi-Wan said that they had a lot in common. But as he grew to know her even more, become more attached to her, he saw that she wasn't just annoying and reckless. He saw a sweet child, who loved fighting, and learned well. But the little Togruta had many faults, but so did he, so they weren't all different. He now knew that they had a lot in common. They were the same in so many ways.

Anakin's head shot up as he heard a metallic squeak, and he knew for a fact that it wasn't Arseven, who had disobeyed Anakin and stayed by his side. Was it really a good idea to give Ahsoka this droid, out of all the others…? Artoo rolled around the corner, squeaking and squealing. He crashed into Arseven and hid behind Anakin's legs. "What's wrong, buddy?" Anakin looked over his shoulder and stared at his blue and white astromech droid.

Only a few seconds later, a guard came flying around the corner, his weapon held high and ready to strike. Well, looks like Artoo has gotten himself into some more trouble. It's a good thing Threepio isn't here, it'd be even worse…

"Oi! Only Jedi walk around with astromechs!" He yelled at Anakin. He pulled out his blaster and aimed it at Anakin's head.

Anakin put a hand forward and waved it the smallest bit, "I am not Jedi."

The man dropped his blaster, his eyes wide as he stared at Anakin. "You are, not a Jedi."

"You must go back to guarding the entrance…"

"I, must go back to, guarding the entrance." He picked up his blaster and walked back the same way he came.

Anakin turned around and glared at the two droids. "Get. On. The. Ship. Now." He growled, sounding like Ahsoka did whenever she was angry or extremely irritated. The droids quickly went away, mumbling little squeaks to eachother.

What was he to do? He had to wait until Ahsoka was let out and all that, but what was he going to do while he waited? He didn't know who long she would be. Wouldn't it be a little suspicious seeing a tall, muscular guy wearing an eye patch, walking around a slave fortress. Maybe he could just work on the Twilight for a bit, and if anyone asked, he'd say he was doing repairs. Yeah, that would work. And when he did get back to the ship, he'd have to have a little word with those two droids…

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So sorry for not updating :( I know, I'm a terrible person X( And this isn't my best work either…I'm sorry :( But yeah, this chapter is crap, and I have writers block. But please still review, and please give me some ideas in your reviews…Oh, and it's my birthday on the 19th October! Yay!