Ahsoka began to regain her consciousness. She felt entirely relieved; all the pain in her body was gone as she awoke. Her eyes were still closed for she thought this was a dream and didn't want to awake. She smiled in bliss and hummed in delight. But the moment she heard her own hum, she heard a clicking noise and realized this isn't a dream. She opened her eyes to see a starry sky instead of the bright burning sun. What felt like only minutes of slumber to her were really hours. She was lying down on some crates as a makeshift bed and was covered with the stranger's robe. She struggled to lift her body to see her surrounding. In front of her sat the boy pointing his strange pistol at her. Looking at him, she knew he doesn't want to kill her otherwise he would have done it now. The young girl sat quietly to avoid any conflict. Oddly this time, he was shirtless and Ahsoka could see his sharply-cut muscles, a few scars of multiple shapes and sizes, and a strange tattoo that looked like wings on his chest. He had started a fire and had strips of meat cooking on a piece of the ship's scrap metal.

The boy kept his gun on her as the two of them were eye to eye. As the two stared at each other, Ahsoka wondered why he was shirtless. Was he trying to impress her? Then she felt some kind of cloth where her wound was. She looked down to find his shirt tied around her waist and a bulge at where her wound was.

"You had internal bleeding and a cracked rib," the boy said. Ahsoka redirected her attention to him again as he put the cooked meat on another piece of scrap metal.

"Your anatomy is similar to humans so I managed to stop the bleeding and fix the rib, but you need to get your energy back up." He brought the plate of food to her side and he grabbed a small piece for himself. The Togruta just stared at him; she didn't understand why these people shot her down then suddenly nurse her back to health while keeping a gun on her.

The boy continued to speak while sitting next to Ahsoka, "You should eat. Oh, who am I kidding; you can't understand me let alone probably stomach my planet's food." Then it came to Ahsoka that she hasn't said a word to him this whole time.

"I can understand you," Ahsoka announced which startled the boy and caused him to stare at Ahsoka.

"Y-You speak English?"

"Uh, yep."

"Why didn't you say something before?"

"Oh, well…because we've never been on this planet before." Ahsoka's true reason was because of the dream that the boy was killing her.

"I see…well eat up," he suggested, biting into his piece of mystery meat. Ahsoka agreed and grabbed a piece to eat; unfortunately, it tasted terrible to her and the boy could tell by her face.

"Yeah, Mole Rat meat tastes disgusting but it's the best source for protein." Ahsoka swallowed hard and realized what he just said.

"M-Mole…Rats? As in those…things you just killed?"

"Yep, the same ones."

Ahsoka looked down to the meat, wondering if this was from the pack or the one that tried to kill her. She put the meat back on the plate but as she was moving her hand to her lap, the boy picked up the same piece and dropped it on her lap.

"Uh, no thanks. I'm not hungry."

"Frankly, I don't fucking care Sunburn."

"Sunburn?" Ahsoka stated in her snippy voice.

"Yes. Either you eat that so you body can metabolize something or your body will just start eating itself and you'll die." The way he said it so strictly brought chills to Ahsoka's spine. Unfortunately, she thought it would be unwise to anger the one pointing the gun at her so she continued to eat the atrocious meat. However, she did want to make one thing clear.

"My name's not 'Sunburn,'" Ahsoka told the boy, "it's Ahsoka Tano." The boy just stared at her; he didn't trust her. The fact that this alien is both arrogant and annoying also doesn't help, but he strongly tried to fight his urges to treat her like a prisoner or worse. Her lightsaber shows that she might be just like his order and coming from the stars as well. He thought about more men and women gifted like him from other planets; it was an amazing idea. So with all his might, the boy tried to show minimal hostility as possible, starting with an introduction.

"I'm Zeos," the boy said, holstering his gun. Ahsoka was more relaxed now that a gun wasn't pointed right at her, but she could sense that he still didn't trust her. Frankly, the feeling was mutual. Ahsoka knew that Zeos and this whole planet may lead to trouble. Out of nowhere, Zeos looked at Ahsoka with a scowl, almost as though he knew what she was thinking. He looked down, which made Ahsoka look down, to see the plate almost empty. He picked it up the plate and spoke.

"You had enough to eat. Get some sleep." He walked to the fire and threw the leftovers in it. He threw the plate to another pile of scraps and leaned on a wall with his back turned to the girl. Ahsoka was very tired and she knew that Zeos didn't want to talk anymore. She lay down and rested her head.

"Goodnight." No response from the boy, so she turned to her side, facing away from the boy. She thought long about what was the outcome of the other clones and…her master. She hoped that they were alright as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Zeos could sense that the mystery girl, now known as Ahsoka, fell asleep. He sighed in relief but soon chuckled about the situation. This girl was part of a ship that, to his knowledge, was preparing to attack. Yet he sensed no negative energy from her; to the contrary, he sensed a strong and kind heart and a strong spirit. He knew that she had the arcane spark from what he felt, but he had mixed feelings about what he should do. He looked to the stars, smiled at the troubling situation, and Zeos spoke to his god.

"Great Angel, what have you decided to send me? Is this girl a blessing or a curse? A saint or a sinner? An Arca-Knight…or an Evil one?"

Who are the Arca-Knights? Who are the Evil ones? Most importantly, who the heck is this "Angel?" You shall all know soon enough.