A FanFiction written by StarWarsRocksMySocks

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"Ahsoka! Ahsoka, are you okay?" Layla asked as Ahsoka stumbled in. Her lekku had lots of nasty looking marks on it, and she looked paler than she usually did. Layla laid Ahsoka's arm over her shoulder, and then put her hand on Ahsoka's stomach to help her sit down.

Once she was sitting, Ahsoka stretched out, her back cracking painfully. "I'm just a little bit sore."

"You sure that you're okay?" Layla seemed quite concerned for her long lost friend.

"Yes, I'm sure. I've had worse anyway." Ahsoka smiled weakly.

Layla smiled back, "So…" She decided to change the conversation, "what's it like being a Jedi?"

Ahsoka rubbed her lekku in thought, being careful to avoid the sore spots, "It's harder than you'd think…"

"But you just fight and train and go missions, right?"

Ahsoka laughed a little; even there was no humour in the situation, "It's a lot more complicated than that. Yeah, we fight and train and all that, but we're not allowed to form attachments. It's forbidden to us."

"What do you mean by attachments? Like, love?" Layla said, confused.

"No…well…sort of. Attachments are…putting personal relationships first, caring about the people you love influences how you act." Ahsoka seemed to have trouble saying the sentence, seeming to not fully understand the words that were coming out of her mouth.

"I've heard that Jedi aren't allowed to see their family or have personal belongings? Is that because you'd be attached to them?"

"Yeah."

"But what about people you consider family? And friends? What about people you care about?"

The Padawan didn't answer, but she said something, quietly. Though, her voice had lost its usual confident and bubbly tone, "There is no emotion, there is peace."

Layla was about to say something, but stopped when Ahsoka began speaking again, "There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity." Ahsoka paused for a moment, letting the words sink in, "There is no death, there is the Force."

The taller Togruta frowned. What the heck was this? Some kind of code? Though Layla was known for being a bit thick and clueless, she thought about it.

"Attachments," Ahsoka said, "lead people into doing bad things, especially Jedi, because we're more powerful than Force-Sensitive's. We can do things normal people can't. Say if…you loved someone, or something, more than anything in the universe, you'd be scared if something were to happen to them, yes?"

"Yes." Layla nodded, eager to hear about what 'rules' Ahsoka lived by.

"Fear leads to anger."

Layla eyed the smaller teenager, noticing how her eyes had narrowed, and how the baby blue coloured orbs had darkened slightly. Ahsoka continued, "Anger leads to hate."

Layla started to get a little scared at how dark Ahsoka's tone was, how her headtails shadowed her face, how icy her eyes looked. Not only that, but if Ahsoka was as powerful as Layla had heard Jedi to be, she knew Ahsoka could probably kill someone as quick and easy as snapping your fingers. The looked she had right now really made her look the predator she was.

"Hate leads to suffering." Ahsoka said finally. "They are codes I've been taught since I was little. That's what we live by."

"I think I understand, but I'm not sure. And I can tell that you think that, too."

Ahsoka looked at her.

"You're right, I guess. I do, but I don't."

"Well, well, well." An old but familiar voice said from behind them. Ahsoka shot her head round to see Count Dooku closing the cell door and lightly clapping his hands.

"Dooku." Ahsoka snarled, baring her predatory fangs at him. The two Togrutas stood up, but only Layla backed away. Ahsoka raised her balled up fists.

"That was quite an explanation you gave there, Padawan. Though, I see a fault. That code is a lie." The Sith Lord spat.

"Need I remind you that you yourself used to follow that code? Remember, traitor?" Ahsoka hissed.

Dooku's hand shot forward, Force-lightning shooting out of his fingertips and crashing into Ahsoka.

The young Togruta instantly raised her hands to guard herself, but she knew that it would do no good. It only took a few seconds for the lightning to become too much for the young girl, and she collapsed onto to her hands and knees, and then onto her stomach. She writhed on the floor until the terrible lightning stopped. Her breathing was heavy, but her lungs wouldn't allow her to get the air she so desperately needed.

"Pathetic child." Dooku let his hand fall to his side.

After the pain died down a bit, Ahsoka could sense her Master nearby, and his anger. He obviously sensed Dooku.

"Master," Ahsoka said to her Master through the Force, "don't come yet. If Dooku finds out that you're here as well as me he'll get all the slavers and droids to capture you as well. Just wait until he's gone okay?"

"But he's hurting you." Anakin replied, "I can feel your pain in the Force."

"Master, do not ruin the mission to stop Dooku from hurting me! If you or Master Obi-Wan gets captured the whole mission is ruined! Just be patient and wait!"

"Okay, okay. But I swear, if he hurts you again, I'll-"

"Oh, Master, just shut up." Ahsoka cut him off.

Dooku interrupted her secret conversation with her Master, "Bye for now, youngling." He scowled. He shot a hateful glance at the Padawan, swung the door open, and strode out.

As soon as the slammed shut with a loud 'bang', Ahsoka groaned loudly. Layla crouched down next to the smaller Togruta, "Ahsoka…" She touched Ahsoka's back gently and gasped at how she could feel the heat of Ahsoka's skin through the filthy robes she was wearing. "Ahsoka, are you okay?"

The tiny Padawan moaned, "Ughhhh." Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was sleeping.

"I'll take that as a no."

Then, the door swung open, revealing what looked like a Zygerrian slaver. Layla's eyes widened, and she vigorously shook Ahsoka's shoulder, "Ahsoka, a slaver!"

The child hadn't even opened her eyes, but she knew who it was. "It's fine," She mumbled quietly, "It's Master Skywalker."

The man was at Ahsoka's side in an instant, taking hold of her shoulders and turning her over to lie on her back. She winced a little, still faintly feeling the burning of the Force-Lightning in her body. "Hey, Master." She whispered.

"Hey, Ahsoka. You okay?" Anakin said worriedly, tapping the child's cheek gently with his gloved fingers.

"I'm fine, Skyguy." Ahsoka opened her eyes. She pushed herself up into a sitting position and stretched out her legs and arms.

"Good. Do you have your lightsabers?"

"Yep. The guy who tortured me – his name was Garkl - took them off me, but I saw them on his belt so I nicked them." Ahsoka smirked. She turned to Layla and asked, "Will everyone still be in the slave yard?"

"Um…yeah, for the next 2-3 hours." Layla said.

Anakin glanced at the girl he didn't know, then looked at his apprentice. He raised an eye brow at her, and she lifted an eye marking. "Now would be a great time to start the attack…" Anakin smiled at the Padawan, and she did the same.

"Master, before we leave, could you get this off me?" Ahsoka said, pointing at collar on her neck. She had attempted to yank it off before, but it did no good.

"Sure, Snips." He knelt down so he was eye level with her. He started to fiddle with the collar.

"Snips?" Layla said, confused.

"That's what he calls me," Ahsoka said, "Because of my…snippy attitude…"

"No surprise there…" Layla mumbled under her breath.

"Ugh!" Anakin grunted, "Sorry, Ahsoka, but I can't get it off."

"It's fine, Master. Thanks for trying." She smiled weakly, though it was a bit forced. She wanted the damn thing off her now.

… … … … … …

"Where's Master Obi-Wan?" Ahsoka asked her Master, pulling at the handcuffs that Anakin had applied to her wrists, to make it look like she really was a slave. Lalya had cuffs on too.

"He's on his way, Ahsoka." He replied.

The trio stopped at the door that led out to the giant slave yard. Anakin unlocked Layla's handcuffs.

Just before Layla opened up the door, Ahsoka said, "Get everyone to go to one side of the yard, okay?"

"Um, okay…why?"

"Because when we start the attack, Zygerrians and droids are gonna be everywhere. They'll try and capture us – or kill us – and if everyone else together, we can protect you easier because you not all spread out. So, please, just get everyone to one side, and leave the rest to us." She gestured to herself and Anakin.

"Right."

Anakin pushed the door open, and Layla ran out.

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Yeah, hated this chapter…I took a quote from the book 'Star Wars the Clone Wars: No Prisoners', can anyone see it? I'm still feeling depressed :( I was already kinda depressed before my pet died, but, ya know…

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