This is going to be my first improvisational chapter for this series. I've heard that the Clone Wars won't be back for a sixth season, so that gives me more breathing room. Hope you like this chapter.

Chapter 6: Getting Acquainted

One week after the Trials

Starkiller meditated in Ventress's residence. Although he did not prefer this place, it was the only place that Ahsok could think to go for a temporary stay, so meditating was the only thing that could get his mind off of his surroundings. He stared into the blue lightsaber blade. He had, before him and Ahsoka left the Jedi Temple requested a few lightsaber crystals from other masters. He had switched his red crystal for a blue one. The blue one made him think of a clear sky and fluid, graceful water. Ahsoka stood nearby, watching him. She was impressed by how much time he meditated. He had already spent the better part of two hours staring into the blade. Ahsoka never thought anyone who was a sith or used the dark side could meditate like this.

Starkiller suddenly stood up and deactivated his lightsaber. He cast a look a Ahsoka. For a moment, he said nothing. Ahsoka's mind still dwelled on trying to fix this mess up. He understood what she was going through. Starkiller still was furious about his master's betrayal. Still, he was willing to put it aside and focus on now. And right now, Starkiller ached for a little spar.

"You up for a sparring match?"

"Yeah, that would be good," Ahsoka replied immediately.

Starkiller readied his lightsaber, and Ahsoka activated her lightsaber. Starkiller had given Ahsoka Ventress's stolen lightsaber to her. He had also replaced the red crystal with a green one.

Starkiller charged forward. Ahsoka did the same. The met in a lightsaber lock. Starkiller overpowered Ahsoka easily. She backed away and he continued to swing. Ahsoka parried each blow and attempted to sidestep Starkiller. He anticipated this and forced her back more. He continued to use Juyo. It was a more aggressive fighting style, probably something the Jedi did not do a lot. Realizing Ahsoka need more room, he retreated, holding his lightsaber in front of him.

Ahsoka was now on the offense. She spun her blade at him. Quickly, Starkiller began using the Soresu technique. It was well-suited for defense and it allowed for quick retaliations. Ahsoka blocked and dodged with relative ease. Starkiller was in no hurry to end the duel. He was trying to see how long Ahsoka could hold out against him before getting tired out. He leaped over her and tried to flank her from behind, but she held her lightsaber behind her back and her blade met his. She quickly swung around and attempted to knock the lightsaber from his hand. He quickly ducked and tripped her. He swung his lightsaber down, knowing Ahsoka would block it. She held her lightsaber horizontally, blocking his vertical slash. He used more of his strength to try and force her to make a move. She quickly rolled aside and swung again. He quickly raised his blade. They were caught in a lock again.

"You seem to like the unorthodox reversed Shien grip," Ahsoka commented.

"It's my most used form. I see you are skilled in it as well," Starkiller answered back.

They broke away from each other. Starkiller noted how acrobatic and cast she was. She was very skilled for a padawan. She could easily be a Jedi with a little more training.

He snapped back into action as he saw Ahsoka running with her lightsaber behind her. He held his lightsaber in and their lightsabers locked for a third time. Starkiller quickly forced her back, and began using Suyo, brutally overpowering her. Ahsoka initiated one final attempt to try and force Starkiller back. He jumped and quickly disarmed her. He had won. Finally. Starkiller felt a bit tired. Still, he felt that his skills were still intact.

"That was intense," Ahsoka said as she cheched herself.

"Well, it's years of training. Just like you. I can further your training if you would like."

Ahsoka, for a moment, was hesitant. Would Starkiller teach her powers of the dark side, teach him lightsaber skills, or both? She was unsure, but she scolded herself for doubting her "only" friend. She trusted him.

"Sure, I could use some extra skills."

"Alright, but first, I think we outta find a place better than this place."

"Yeah, but we don't have any other place to go. We don't even have a ship."

Starkiller immediately thought of the Rogue Shadow. If only he had that ship back .

Suddenly, Starkiller's communicator came to life. "Master. Master! Is that you?"

"Proxy," Starkiller exclaimed. "Is that you?"

"Yes. Master. When I saw you get flung into outer space and into that portal, I feared the worst and took it upon myself to follow you."

Starkiller felt a ray of relief and excitement. "Proxy, where are you?"

"I'm nearing Galactic City now, nearing The Works."

"Right, we're on our way. I'm bringing a friend, so don't try to attack her."

"Of course, master."

Starkiller turned his wrist communicator off and looked at Ahsoka, who seemed to be relieved as well, probably for the same reason as he was.

"Who was that?" Ahsoka looked uncertain.

"That is my friend, Proxy. He was the one who contributed to my lightaber training."

Ahsoka seemed to perk up in interest. Someone who trained Starkiller? Maybe she could meet this trainer and possibly have him train with her.

"But wait, why does he call you master? Shouldn't you be calling him master?"

"Well, he's actually my own personal training droid."

A training droid that was friends with Starkiller? That seemed a bit far-fetched.

"Let's go. We got a ride and a whole galaxy to explore." Starkiller was just happy to be leaving Ventress's place. Ahsoka too was not fond of her residence. Without so much as a motion to follow, Starkiller started running towards The Works. Ahsoka followed close behind.

They were at the destination, but Ahsoka could not see any ships. Had Starkiller gotten the wrong place? She looked at him. He appeared unworried. She looked at the sky again. There was nothing to see, but then she saw it.

Ahsoka watched as the Rogue Shadow materialized a few hundred meters above them. Ahsoka noted how different it looked. It looked very advanced and it definitely looked like a personal ship.

"Nice ship."

"Thanks."

"So, this is your personal ship?"

"Yep, Darth Vader gave it to me. It's one of the few gifts I have received from him."

Ahsoka thought little of that last comment. She was just happy to have some liberty to travel.

A ramp opened and Starkiller leaped onto it. Ahsoka followed up. As soon as she hit the ramp, the Rogue Shadow began to ascend. The ramp soon closed. Starkiller led her through the ship. It was roomy for a personal ship. Starkiller let a door part for him. The door opened to a crew quarter.

"Welcome to your new home. It may not be five star, but it's better than Ventress's place."

Ahsoka looked around. "I think this will do nicely."

Starkiller nodded in approval. He turned and exited the quarters. Ahsoka followed her. As he lead her to the meditation chamber, he could sense a familiar feeling in Ahsoka. He didn't know how to classify it as, but it was…curious. The door opened to the meditation room.

"This is my meditating chamber and training chamber. Usually, I train while I fly to other worlds. Vader always wanted me to focus on training rather than flying."

Ahsoka nodded in approval and satisfaction. This place was practically a mobile home. In addition to the training room and quarters, she spotted a medical bay and a workshop. It was a good ship.

"Come on. I want you to meet Proxy."

Ahsoka started to ask who Proxy was, but she remembered that it was his training droid. A small corridor led to a doorway. The room was relatively small in comparison to the other rooms. There were three seats. Most of the controls were on the main panel. In the pilot seat sat what Ahsoka deduced was Proxy. The droid turned around. He was skinny. Like a protocol droid, he carried the same look, yet he felt different, unique.

"Proxy, I want you to meet Ahsoka Tano. Ahsoka, this is Proxy."

"It is very nice to meet you," Proxy said.

"Likewise," Ahsoka replied. She already liked him.

Proxy moved to the seat behind the co-pilot's seat. Starkiller sat down in the pilot's seat. Without asking, Ahsoka sat down in the co-pilot seat. She looked down at the controls. They were familiar to her.

"I'm assuming you know how to fly a ship," Starkiller inquired.

"Who doesn't know how to fly," Ahsoka answered with a hint of annoyance.

Starkiller ignored her. "Is there any place where you would like to go?"

"Not right now," Ahsoka commented.

"Alright," Starkiller turned to her. "If we don't plan on going anywhere, why don't you tell me about yourself? I've told you about my training and life."

"I was born on the planet Shili. I was found by Master Plo Koon when I was a little child. He took me to the Jedi Temple, where I would begin my training. I trained under Master Yoda for most of my training. I was promoted to the rank of padawan earlier than normal. Yoda believed that I was skilled enough to move up. I was assigned to Anakin. He had been promoted to the rank of a Jedi Knight. We have fought together ever since. The Clone War has been long and brutal. I wonder when it will all end."

"I notice that you utilize the unorthodox reversed Shien technique like I do. Isn't that a little uncommon for Jedi?"

"Yes," Ahsoka replied. "Although I use the unorthodox reversed Shien technique, Anakin would ask that I use the standard form as well."

Starkiller chuckled. "Anakin seems like a confident and a bit arrogant in battle. You seem to have inherited some of his personality and pride."

"How did you know that?"

"I can sense your thoughts."

Ahsoka was momentarily dumbstruck. Sensing a person's thoughts was something that few individuals could do. Starkiller must have an extremely strong connection to the force. As she grasped this fact, she could not know that Starkiller was probing her mind, seeing what she had been through, what she had done throughout her time as a padawan. He saw her whole life. One event, in particular, caught his attention. She was knocked unconscious. Suddenly, her eyes flickered open. Her blue eyes were now replaced with the all-too familiar yellow eyes of a individual who had turned to the dark side. She was being controlled unwittingly and unwillingly, though she was unaware of the fact. Starkiller saw her fight with her master, the hatred and fury making her all the more aggressive. She regarded Anakin's nickname, Snips, with disgust. She handed the item she required to her superior, another being bathed in the dark side. He claimed that Ahsoka had served her purpose. With a light touch to her head, she fell, dead. Starkiller's mind flashed back to Vader's betrayal. Just like Ahsoka was betrayed by her "master," Starkiller was betrayed by his own. The hate and anger was swelling in Starkiller. He would've continued if Ahsoka didn't snap him bakc to reality.

"Are you okay, Starkiller?"

Starkiller stopped. He suddenly realized that he was so caught up that he was reaching out and making objects float and he wasn't aware of it.

"Yeah, I'm…fine," He lied.

"Why don't you go meditate while I pilot."

Starkiller chuckled. "You sure you can handle it?"

Ahsoka lightly punched him in the shoulder. Starkiller smiled in what seemed like the first time in years. "Alright, I'll be in the meditating chamber if you need me."

Starkiller left the pilot seat and exited. Ahsoka cast a look of worry and fear. Starkiller seemed to be on edge. Perhaps he was still recovering from his master's betrayal, or maybe it was something else. She wished she could sense his thoughts like he sensed hers.

Okay, I might have made the worst chapter yet. I still have many more ideas yet to come. Like I said, because the Clone Wars is officially cancelled, that gives me more room for a great story. I've come up with several ideas already. Thanks to all my viewers and supporters. And please do continue to comment, follow, and favorite, so that I know that you're all reading and liking it. Peace!