The Rebel crew knew there was no point to try and hide from the approaching shuttle. From the pilot's seat, Melinoe could feel the Force stretching out to her. The presence of the wielder was familiar to her, but she was having difficulty accepting him being there. In her memories a name was spoken, Andros. Following the presence, she landed her shuttle forty yards away. As she stepped out, she ordered her troopers to stay where they are. Across the grassy plain, she could see a man, dressed in full Jedi Robes. While she couldn't see his face, he radiated not contempt or hatred, but sadness. And when he lowered his hood, the same look appeared in his light brown eyes.

"You are choosing to face me alone, Jedi? A foolish move on your part, very unwise."

"The same could be said for you, Ahsoka. I know you have your own personal storm-trooper army. Yet they remain in the shuttle."

"I'm not Ahsoka. Don't ever call me that name again."

"It's the name of who you really are. You can't have forgotten that."

"Ahsoka Tano was weak. Only a child playing at being a Jedi. Like her Master, she embraced the true nature of the Force. The Dark Side will always be more powerful, soon enough you will embrace that power too, Andros Garfull."

"No, Ahsoka. You have forgotten who you are. Master Togar believed you hadn't fallen so far, he tried to save you."

"And he paid for his mistake with his life. Are you going to make the same mistake?"

Melinoe lowered her hood and removed her robe. Her eyes burned yellow and red with intensity as she stared at Andros; he still had yet to move. In one swift motion, she activated her lightsabers ready to begin the battle.

"It doesn't have to be this way. I know there is still good in you Ahsoka. You're my friend, let go of your anger."

"You are more foolish than I thought. Anger at what the Jedi did to me is what drives me. If you will not fight, you will die."

Melinoe quickly darted across the grassland between them, lightsabers flashing in tandem. She came close to a death strike when Andros' blue lightsaber blocked her advance.

"So you are going to engage me after all. Understand this; the fight will only end with your death."

As the battle between Jedi and Sith continued, both the Rebels and Imperials entered the fray. Hera and Sabine started firing, drawing their attackers a distance away from Andros. Zeb was immediately set upon by three storm-troopers, and while they seemed to have the upper hand, they were no match for him. This left Kanan and Ezra deflecting fire with their own lightsabers; also away from the battle between their fellow Jedi and his opponent. Wolffe was the last to leave the shuttle and was promptly confronted by Rex.

"So the traitor shows himself after all. You betrayed the Republic by siding with the Jedi."

"So did you Wolffe. Yes, I know it's you. Take your helmet off, look around you. This isn't what we fought for."

"We fought to protect the Republic from the Jedi who sought to overthrow the Chancellor. But the Republic was also corrupt; Emperor Palpatine has retuned justice and security to the Galaxy. Yet you support a Rebellion whose only goal is to create chaos."

Around the two clones, the battle is raging. Trees are burning; holes are being blasted into the mountain side. The two soldiers can only stare at each other as both believe they are fighting for the good of the Galaxy. After a moment where everything seems to stand still, Wolffe opens fire. Rex was always better than his comrade and dodged the blast and returned with his own. At the center of it all, Andros was still locked in combat with Melinoe, but neither of them had been able to take the advantage.

"You fight well Jedi. I am impressed that you have lasted longer than your Master did."

"I'm sure Master Togar fought will all of his skill."

Lightsabers clashed, one blue against two red. Melinoe continued to get angrier with her strikes, while Andros simply remained calm in the face of her vicious onslaught. While he knew he wouldn't be able to maintain this pace forever, the Force favored him and he caught an opening in his opponent's form and landed a glancing blow against her left arm. A scream of pain erupted from her lips, briefly distracting the other combatants. Kanan and Ezra deflected the blaster fire right back into their enemies, taking them down. A pinpoint shot from both Hera and Sabine struck dead center in the helmets of their storm-troopers. Not to be outdone Zeb literally ripped the arms off of his own enemies. The fight between Andros and Melinoe continued quickly as she rushed right back into battle, but with more fury.

"Costly mistake Jedi," she growled, "If that's the best you can do, this war will favor the Empire."

Andros didn't respond verbally, he retook a battle ready stance. If he was going to win, he had to center himself entirely on the Force. Melinoe was extending her hatred and her rage outward, and he could feel the pressure of the Dark Side. Lightsabers were still clashing as Melinoe made the attempt to sway him.

"You can feel it; can't you? The Dark Side, it's calling to you Andros, give in to it."

"I won't give in. I am a Jedi. I would rather die than become a Sith."

"It doesn't have to be that way. You can stand with me; we can destroy the Emperor and Darth Vader. I know how you feel about me. Even when I was a Padawan; I harbored deep feelings for you. Lower your weapon Andros; and we can be together the way the Jedi would never have approved of."

For a moment Melinoe alters her appearance in the Force, showing Andros who she used to be. Her eyes return to their original blue, and her entire body takes on a softer form, the red skin and black tattoos reverting to orange and white. In that instant, Ahsoka is standing in front of him, a profound look of love in her eyes. She is trying to trick him, and Andros lowers his lightsaber. Kanan has just dispatched his own enemy and sees this, but doesn't fall for the subterfuge. He quickly switches from lightsaber to blaster and fires. Melinoe reacts instantly, deflecting the beam with her lightsaber, and her distraction caused Andros to see her as she is, and not as he wants her to be. A snarl crosses her lips as he raises his blade to defend against an attack that doesn't come. In that same instant, Wolffe has crossed the battlefield; his weapon useless after a well-aimed shot from Rex. The Storm-trooper grabs hold of his superior's arm, landing his hand on the saber burn. She briefly screams in pain, recovering just long enough to use the Force to throw him into the shuttle. As she darts up the ramp, she looks back at Andros with a warning.

"I made you an offer Andros, you should join me. When we meet again, if you refuse, you will die."

As the shuttle lifted off, Andros knew that there would be another confrontation with Ahsoka. Silently, he sat down heavily, trying to recover from both the battle with her, and no matter how brief, the way he failed to see how close he had come to falling for her trick. Minutes passed though it felt like hours, when Kanan approached, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You can't blame yourself for this Andros. She knew how to tempt you, you really did have feelings for her."

"And those feelings nearly got me killed. Master Yoda was right, a Jedi should never allow himself to fall in love. It caused Anakin's downfall, how am I any different?"

"If love for someone caused Anakin's downfall, it was of his own making. You remember him from the Temple, he was quick to anger. You grew up in the Order, didn't have to leave behind someone you cared about. Anakin did."

"I have to face her again."

"Don't Andros, you heard what she said. You'll have to join her, or she'll kill you. Don't go down that dark path."

"I won't join the Sith, Kanan. But me facing Ahsoka again is going to happen."

"It's foolish and you know it. Master Togar died trying to save her, maybe she can't be saved."

Andros still sat there as Kanan went to assist with the repairs of the ship. The rest of the crew was hard at work, and only Rex came over. He silently sat down next to Andros, and got lost in his thoughts. An hour passed for them in silence, and when the Jedi spoke, the soldier was startled.

"Do you think she can be saved?"

"What?"

"Ahsoka, do you think she can be saved?"

"I don't know. I know she could have killed you, instead of making you that offer. So maybe there is still some good left in her."

"Maybe, just maybe I can reach her. But what about you?"

"What about me?"

"Wolffe, he seems to be beyond hope. Yet you didn't kill him."

"Not for lack of trying, but he did turn traitor. And he ran like a coward. When we fought for the Republic, running was never an option. Somehow, I think he'll get what's coming to him."

"You're probably right. Ahsoka was never one to suffer fools. What she'll do to him would be far worse than whatever you could."

"No, more likely she'll take him to the Emperor. Now that she's faced you in battle, I expect her to be obsessed with finding you, and finishing the job."

"When that day comes, I'll be ready. But for now, we have our own task. We should help with the repairs on the Ghost."

Rex nods in agreement, and the two of them head off to help the other members of the crew. Repairs are nearing completion and the storm-troopers corpses' that had engaged the rebels in battle have been placed aboard. As all of this occurs, Melinoe has engaged the autopilot on her shuttle and is carrying out her own form of punishment on Commander Wolffe.

"You failed me Commander. You let Captain Rex live, and you got your soldiers killed."

"Milady, we were severely outnumbered, and Rex…"

Wolffe is silenced briefly when she assaults him Force lightning. Anguished screams erupt from his throat as the intensity of the attack increases. All he can do is scream and writhe on the floor until the lightning abates.

"Tell me again why you failed."

The clone is still trying to catch his breath and can't speak. The pain in his body even keeps him from moving and once again anger crosses the face of the Sith Lady. After a few moments of silence, she reaches out again, and another barrage of lightning strikes the prone Commander's body. He is writhing and screaming once more. After more agonizing pain, the attack ends, and Melinoe walks forward, kneeling down so he can look her in the eyes.

"I could cause you so much more pain, but what I have done is a mercy compared to what the Emperor will do. He is not as forgiving as I am."

While Wolffe recovered from the assault, Melinoe retook the pilot's seat and set course for Coruscant. Leaving the vessel on autopilot, she focused on the battle with Andros and a way to turn him to her side when they next meet. One way or another, she was certain that she would win. But she would not let obsess over finding him. When the time was right, the real battle would begin.